The quiet night was heavy and the carriage was quiet.

Yu Yan sat by the window, holding his arms over his head, and his mind was a little distracted.

When I take the bus at night, it seems that it is easy to cause fatigue in my body and I start to feel sleepy.

The MAK base is not close to the competition venue, and it is almost early in the morning when it arrives. Yu Yan got out of the car in a daze. The boys in front of her also walked forward with their heads hanging down, and even the little cannon that seemed to be indefinitely energetic could not jump up.

Jiang Yujing was the last time. When Yu Yan and others had already said good night, the man came out of the car and slowly came out of the car.

Yu Yan yawned and waved his hand to him: "Good night Brother Jing."

The man's steps did not stop, and he turned his head slightly and glanced at her lightly, with his lips falling.

Without saying anything or responding, he passed by her and walked into the house.

Yu Yan was sleepy and surrounded by sleepy insects. He didn't care and continued to yawn back.

Until she went home and took a shower, she became a little more awake. She took out her cell phone from her bag and saw a text message.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning, and the text message had been sent for a long time, from Jiang Yujing.

Yu Yan was a little surprised, and clicked on it, and there were three characters and one punctuation mark.

——I won.

She blinked, thinking that it had been so long in between, Yu Yan silently commented that he had read it in his heart, but he didn't reply, and threw his phone on the cabinet beside the bed and went to sleep.

At noon the next day, Yu Yan bought food and went to the MAK base.

She has basically fully grasped the schedule of each person in the MAK team. Theone is the most nutritious and healthy among them. She has three meals a day and is on time and is up at 8 o'clock in the morning and going to bed at 1 o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Yujing slept the earliest among them. He usually went to bed at six or seven in the morning.

So at one o'clock in the afternoon, when the penultimate little cannon came downstairs, Yu Yan didn't care much.

More than an hour later, after Yu Yan silently finished two games alone, there was still no sound on it.

Yu Yan looked up at the closed door, poked the cannon next to him, and pointed up: "Why haven't you gotten up yet?"

Xiao Pao raised his head and said, "I don't know, it's usually almost time to get started."

The boy said as he pushed the chair away and stood up, jumping upstairs.

After a while, Xiao Pao came out of it, closed the door and walked downstairs to sit back in front of the computer: "It seems that he is still sleeping, maybe because he was too tired from the game yesterday."

Yu Yan nodded, didn't care, and started the game again.

Two hours later, at 4 pm, the upstairs were still quiet.

Yu Yan stretched his head over and asked theone: "When was Brother Jing sleeping yesterday?"

Theone thought for a while: "I almost fell asleep as soon as I came back."

It's been more than ten hours.

Is this person reincarnated?

Yu Yan sighed and grabbed the sleeve of Langweixian who had just walked over with a cup: "You go up and wake up Jiang Yujing, and you say he has been sleeping for a day and two nights and is about to start the next game."

Lang Weixian lowered her head, and the glasses reflected: "Boss, do you have any objections to me?"

Yu Yan: "?"

"Why are you so anxious to drive me to the underworld?"

“…”

Pushing the chair open and stood up, Yu Yan went upstairs and knocked on the door.

There is no sound inside.

Yu Yan stood patiently outside the door and called him twice, then waited for three seconds.

It was still silence.

After finishing her work, she held the door handle and pressed it away and walked into the room.

This is her second time entering Jiang Yujing's bedroom. It looks no different from when she first came. It is still as clean as a professional player's room.

On the single bed on the left, there was a large lump of quilt wrapped in it, bulging on the bed, motionless.

Yu Yan was familiar with each other, not to mention that she had done the matter of lifting his quilt twice. She walked to the man's bed very skillfully, leaned down and just pinched the corner of the quilt, but before she could lift it-

Jiang Yujing opened his eyes.

When the man just woke up, his eyes were no longer as deep as usual. After a brief confusion, he blinked slightly, his eyelashes trembled and closed and opened, and his eyes were softly drooping to look at her.

"What are you doing?"

The voice was dumb, rustling, and very heavy.

Yu Yan blinked and was stunned for a moment: "Are you awake?"

He hushed softly, his vocal cords trembled.

"I woke up by you."

“…”

I haven't made any sound yet.

The man sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. His black hair was scattered and he grew a little long, with the ends hanging from the back of his ears and neck. His forehead was a little thin and sweaty, and his forehead was slightly wet.

Her eyelashes drooped and looked a little listless.

Yu Yan sat on the edge of his bed and hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yujing was silent for a moment and slowly lifted her eyelids: "Do you think I look comfortable?"

“…”

Yu Yan wants to say that you look like this every day.

Although it seems that today is a little different from usual.

Yu Yan's cheek bulged on his right, thought for a while, and asked him: "Brother Jing, can I touch you?"

Jiang Yujing's eyelashes trembled and she looked up at her.

"Just touch your face, okay?" She looked at him seriously and sought his opinion.

Jiang Yujing's throat was inexplicably itchy, slightly tingling, silent, and didn't say anything.

He sat softly on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, the woman sat beside his bed, wearing a light-colored sleeveless ruffled shirt, his thin white arms slowly stretched over, and the gentle and soft back of his hands were pressed against his forehead.

Yu Yan didn't wear makeup today, her skin was fair and delicate, and her eyelashes were long. Without the dark eyeliner lengthening, her big apricot-shaped eyes were round, and the curve of the ends looked very gentle.

Eyes drooped, serious.

Jiang Yujing's Adam's apple rolled silently.

After the back of her hand was tried, Yu Yan turned her palms and put them on it. After a while, she said, "Brother Jing, you seem a little hot." She raised her hand and was about to pull it back from his forehead. The man's hand, which was originally naturally placed beside the bed, suddenly raised it, and grabbed her wrist without warning.

His skin was too white, his hands were even pale, his fingers were slender and his joints were distinct. When he exerted a little force, his metacarpal bones were protruding, with a soft and unquestionable force.

The palm is extremely hot, a little burning, with a little humidity and a rough touch.

Yu Yan was stunned and didn't react.

He didn't care, just sat on the bed and grabbed her wrists, with dark eyes, and mist in his eyes.

After a moment, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Don't you praise me?"

Yu Yan looked at him in a daze.

"I won."

Jiang Yujing's lips were cracked, and a trace of blood was oozing out. Her lips were a little tight, and she looked at her stubbornly and repeated.

"Don't you praise me?"

Yu Yan was completely stunned.

The man grabbed her wrist almost stubbornly, his dark eyes were looking at her waiting childishly and stubbornly.

His palm was too hot, and something in Yu Yan's heart melted bit by bit.

Like toffee melted in high temperatures, the sweet and tan syrup flows around, sticky and thick, and can't be wiped clean.

The thin light at four o'clock in the afternoon was projected through the half-pulled curtains, and a shallow layer covered the carpet behind him. The room was filled with thick and irritating dust that had settled.

After a while, Yu Yan sighed.

The man didn't move, so he let him grab it. He raised his free hand and patted the man's soft black hair.

The lips are raised, and the eyelashes are slightly raised, and the words are soft and clear.

“The SEER kid performed very well.”

Jiang Yujing's illness came and went quickly. In the afternoon of the same day, Yu Yan got him medicine, took something, and then slept in the quilt for a while. At 10:30 in the evening, he quickly woke up most of the time.

At that time, Yu Yan was about to go back. The man had already taken a shower, changed into clothes and moved downstairs slowly with wet hair. He saw the woman carrying her bag and preparing to leave.
To be continued...