The eSports King’s Crush

Om, the latest chapter of the e-sports master secretly loves me!

The only person who didn't feel at ease was Han Xi.

However, it was not about Bey, but that he had other worries.

When the two people were enjoying themselves, he took out a bottle of red wine, opened it, poured two glasses, and handed one of them to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi flew back overnight. There was still a little tiredness in his eyebrows, but he looked more refined.

After seeing the red wine glass in Han Xi's hand, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Can I still drink at the base now?"

"Captain's." Han Xi said, shaking the red wine glass, and directly explained the purpose of his visit without turning around: "Since ten months ago, there has been more wine in the base. He should be relying on this to fall asleep. It is not clear now. No matter what the situation, but for professional players, drinking all the time will also affect their condition. "

When Feng Yi heard this, he stopped moving.

Han Xi looked over and said: "The captain has always had strong self-control. He never makes mistakes during the game, nor does he drink alcohol before or after the game. As a result, he often suffers from insomnia, whether it is explained from a medical perspective or from a normal point of view. It’s a bad sign for anyone to have insomnia all the time, what do you think, Uncle Feng?”

Feng Yi glanced sideways and sighed: "Is there anything wrong with him recently that makes you feel wrong?"

"Occasionally there are injuries." Han Xi thought of what happened today and frowned: "The captain has always protected his hands very well, but today, in order to wake up, he went a little too far. Uncle Feng, I heard this when I was a child. A rumor."

Feng Yi knew what Han Xi was going to say about the rumor, so he looked at him, his eyes darkened, and he didn't hide anything.

"Neil was indeed different from ordinary children when she was a child."

Han Xi put down his wine glass: "What's the difference?"

Feng Yi also drank all the wine in his glass, but his voice was still weak: "Paranoid, indifferent, perceptual disorder."

"Perceptual impairment." Han Xi was no stranger to this term.

Feng Yi looked out the window: "He has autistic tendencies."

A cold meal, autistic tendency?

"Actually, it should be mild autism." Feng Yi smiled: "Look at him now,

Could it be someone with autism? "

Even if Han Xi is not a major in this field, he has understood the symptoms of autistic children.

Speech barrier, no eye contact, no interaction with people, prefers to be alone and tear paper.

The younger the child, the more adults will doubt whether he has hearing problems.

Because autism often accompanies him, he will act as if he cannot hear you, and will not speak, and will only express his emotions by screaming. He is extremely monopolistic and likes to watch the weather forecast.

How many people don’t take this disease seriously when they are unfamiliar with it, and later miss the best treatment period when they are discovered.

Congenital autism is even more difficult to cure.

It was a group of little angels living on another planet.

They obviously look like ordinary children and will laugh when they see something they like. It's just that you are not in their world and you don't understand why they laugh.

Captain, actually...

Han Xi's hands tightened: "Then his behavior in the past few days is..."

He couldn't say the word cripple no matter what.

"Why?" Han Xi couldn't understand.

Feng Yi shook his head: "Only he knows what he is thinking."

"The competition in Milan." Han Xi lowered his eyes: "I'm worried about his condition."

Feng Yi reached out and pressed his eyebrows: "It is indeed a big event, but I haven't received any news."

Logically speaking, a psychiatrist should be at home all year round.

Han Xi saw Cat, Cat, Bear and the others walking towards this side, and dropped the topic, only saying one more sentence: "And today, he is particularly strange. I have already told Bey, who should be more capable than us."

When Feng Yi heard this, he suddenly paused.

Nell's paranoia had been under control before.

The attack this time is probably related to the way he was forced to leave due to facial paralysis ten months ago.

But now that the facial paralysis has returned, he has not recovered yet, which means that the real knot in his heart has not been resolved.

A similar situation happened to Mr. Qin back then.

Feng Yi was wondering if he should ask. What he was most worried about now was that his unfathomable nephew would give him a second personality.

In a sense, there is no part of that man that is white;

Based on his understanding of him, if something really happened, his first reaction would definitely be to destroy the facial paralysis. The person who affects the most emotionally would be destroyed first. This is the manifestation of his illness.

It was the same when I was a kid.

Feng Yi thought of this and immediately sent a message to Mo Bei.

"Are you and Nelle together?"

There was no reply there.

Mo Bei was still using physical cooling methods to cool down Feng Nai. He dipped a wet towel and placed it on Feng Nai's forehead.

Feng Nai was always half asleep and half awake. Occasionally he opened his eyes and saw the person sitting beside the bed.

She was feeding him water and wiping his hands with alcohol balls. The warmth of her fingertips on his forehead was very comforting.

But Feng Nai really didn't like this feeling of being at the mercy of others. He opened his eyes, filled with resistance: "Miss Mo, have you forgotten your gender?"

Mo Bei said calmly: "No."

"Is there any girl as proactive as you?" Feng Nai wanted to take off the towel on his forehead.

Mo Bei stretched out his hand to hold him down. He moved very neatly and his posture was perfect: "Is this important?"

Feng Nai also didn't expect that one day he would lose to a girl in terms of strength. He smiled a little coldly. It was really surprising.

Mo Bei was also straightforward and said in one sentence: "When you are well, you may not be able to beat me, and it is even less possible when you are sick. It is better to lie down."

Feng Nai narrowed his eyes and said more politely: "Do you think you will find a boyfriend if you act like this?"

"Didn't you find it?" Mo Bei patted his head, and the meaning was obvious.

Feng Nai said casually: "He is him and I am me. You probably don't understand my preferences yet."

"Huh?" Mo Bei thought for a while and said, "Really?"

Feng Nai was half lying there, like a vampire aristocrat who had lost too much blood. He had a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, pale and noble: "We are different. Do you still want me to remind you about this? Also, I am very fond of you." You're not interested. If you can go out now and close the door for me, I can probably sleep well."

"Are you worried that I let you sleep for some purpose?" Mo Bei revealed the meaning of his words and said in a calm voice: "I don't have that plan. If I did, the psychiatrist would be here now."

Feng Nai looked at her black and white eyes, and his smile became much lighter: "What do you think will happen if he comes? Will I be afraid?"

"I didn't say you were afraid, I just said I wouldn't do that." Mo Bei picked up the towel from his forehead, dipped it in warm water, and then put it on his forehead again: "You can't even beat me. I, it’s better to sleep well.”

After Feng Nai heard this sentence for the second time, he pursed his thin lips vaguely: "A girl is stronger than a boy. This kind of thing is really worth showing off."

The familiar feeling of ridicule came to him.

Mo Bei looked at him: "This is how I can carry you."

Feng Nai smiled slowly: "Do you think a grown man like me would be happy being carried on your back like that?"

"Why don't you ask someone to go away when someone picks you up?" After Mo Bei said this, he handed the water glass to his lips, not as if he was coaxing his boyfriend again, but as if he was coaxing a child: "Drink water, you say Too much."

Rejection was written all over Feng Nai's eyes.

Mo Bei just looked at him like that for ten seconds.

Feng Nai avoided her gaze: "I'm hungry. When you were in the car, did you tell me to eat? Where's the food?"

Mo Bei put the water cup in his hand: "I've already made porridge."

"Send me porridge?" Feng Nai looked like a young master at this moment: "In his memory, you seem to be able to cook a lot of food."

Mo Bei lowered his eyes: "What do you want to eat."

"Didn't you just say that you understand my preferences?" Feng Nai asked instead without answering, and brought a business magazine over, his manner was noble, but also had a vague aura of darkness.

After talking for a long time, it turned out that he was waiting for her here.

Mo Bei stood up.

Feng Nai's voice came after him again: "If I don't like what you make, please ask Miss Mo to end your current initiative, because what you give is not necessarily what I want, but will make people Bored."

When the word "bored" comes out of my mouth.

Mo Bei's straight back paused for a moment.

This is probably what people are like.

No matter what you do, you will still feel sad.

In other words, because that person was him, he found such words even more unbearable.

"Wait for me ten minutes."

Mo Bei walked out without looking back.

Feng Nai, who was half lying on the bed, had a darker look in his eyes.

He originally thought this person would be easy to deal with.

No matter who you are, as long as you really like it, you will feel hurt.

Why does this person, who doesn't even know what it means to quit when faced with difficulties, so wants him to come back?

Feng Nai thought of this, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable irritation.

He reached out to untie his collar.

It was only when she started that she realized that when she was in the car, she was worried that he was uncomfortable and had already unbuttoned his shirt in advance to let him breathe.

He knew this was the kind of person he should be wary of the most.

Everything is thought of for you, what I see with my eyes is you, my attention is focused on you, and I also have my own calculations.

No wonder he fell into that trap.

But he is different.

Finally saw the light of day again.

How can one person affect oneself?

Feng Nai thought of this and took the phone over. After searching through the call records, his fingertips finally landed on the name Jin Jin, and a smile appeared from the corners of his mouth.

One of my childhood toys.

Feng Nai moved his slender fingers and the call was made.

The gold I just took over the company is really big all day long.

He thought that his brother was just a female star under Pao Pao, who occasionally invested in movies on a whim.

Only after he actually took over did he realize that the unspoken rules were so difficult to discuss!

This is completely different from what he thought.

Shouldn't all his stars listen to him?

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