It was quiet at night, the hospital corridor was empty and dim, and the smell of disinfectant was lingering in the nose.

Jiang Yujing stood against the wall, his head drooped slightly, his forehead blew into his eyebrows and eyes, and he bit a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't lit it.

Yu Yan saw that he leaned his head towards the stairwell of the safety exit next to him and asked him, "Come on?"

Jiang Yujing shook his head, took off the cigarette he held, stood up and threw it into the trash can, walked back and leaned back to the wall.

A little bending of his back reveals a little fatigue.

Looking at the man who seemed to have recovered a little, Yu Yan hesitated for a moment and called his name with the name.

Jiang Yujing looked up and said no, with a calm expression.

Yu Yan suddenly didn't know what to say to him.

I originally wanted to tell the grandfather that it was fine, you should cheer up a little.

I also want to let ‌ know that it doesn’t matter if you lose on Friday’s game, you are more important than the game.

Yu Yan opened her mouth and couldn't say a word.

Frowning, it took me a long time to seriously: "I'll add a show to myself."

Jiang Yujing was stunned at first, and then finally showed a little smile.

‌I raised my naturally drooping arms and clasped my palms on the top of her hair, rubbing it twice, both lightly and heavyly.

The voice is not very different from usual, and it is hoarse: "I'm fine."

It's full of soothing smell.

The night when the MAK team won the German Cup, the same was true. They stood in the dark night, looked at her and smiled, saying don't worry.

Why does this man always do this?

Yu Yan didn't know what, but suddenly, for no reason, began to have a sore throat on his nose and his eyes were a little hot.

She took a deep breath and pressed her emotions and asked him, "Have you eaten?"

Jiang Yujing didn't say anything.

I thought it was obvious that I hadn't eaten with my feet, and I guess I haven't even met my eyes until now.

Yu Yan looked at the time and it was almost six o'clock.

She raised her head and said softly: "You go eat something, and then go back to change clothes. I'll wait for you to come back here, okay?"

Jiang Yujing looked at her with her eyes down for a while. Just when Yu Yan thought she would refuse, the man nodded, "Okay."

After someone left, Yu Yan briefly asked the doctor about the situation.

The elderly have not had much bleeding point, and the hospital sent it in time, which reduced the intracranial pressure. As long as they survive the 48-hour dangerous peak period, they are optimistic that the cerebral edema will gradually begin to fade after three days. But when will people wake up, they still have to look at it again.

The ICU does not allow escorts, only a fixed visit time. There is an empty room outside the ward, with many simple iron beds for family members to rest temporarily, which can be regarded as half a escort area.

After roughly knowing it, Yu Yan sat on a chair at the end of the corridor and looked at the patients' families, a little calm and tired. A middle-aged woman leaned against the wall and covered her mouth and cried silently.

Yu Yan looked straight at it. The lights were too bright, and her eyes were sore and uncomfortable. The hospital chair was very hard. She sat on it for a while, and her butt was a little numb.

The last bit of bright color outside the window was pulled below the horizon, the twilight rose, the sky tone was darkened bit by bit, and the lights above the head were even more dazzling.

Jiang Yujing came back very quickly, but she was still the same clothes as before. She didn't change it. As soon as she walked over, she saw Yu Yan sitting at the end.

The woman sat by the window with her chin on her back, with her black hair behind her ears, revealing her round auricles on her side, and her white eyes looked straight outside, as if she was in a daze.

Jiang Yujing walked up to her and raised the bag in front of her.

A white plastic bag suddenly appeared in his sight. Yu Yan came to his senses, looked back and smiled: "Are you back?"

You are back.

Jiang Yujing bit these four words carefully, looked at her with his head down, and held the bag in his hand steadily.

Yu Yan took it and placed it on the windowsill to open it.

Inside is a crystal shrimp dumpling.

She exaggeratedly said, "How do you know I'm hungry?"

Jiang Yujing sat down next to her, leaning against the wall, watching her open the transparent packaging lid, pulled out the chopsticks from the bag, poked it out from the transparent packaging, and handed it to her: "Eat some first, and let's go back later."

Yu Yan was stunned and took the chopsticks from him: "Can you go back tonight?"

"Yes." Jiang Yujing said lightly, "It's useless to stay here. Come here tomorrow."

‌The voice was low and slightly heavy, and the whole person looked completely different from usual. ‌The breath was very strange, and Yu Yan suddenly felt a little helpless.

I don’t know how to talk to such a person, but I want to say it but I don’t dare to do it. I’m afraid of accidentally saying the wrong thing.

If you think about it carefully, Jiang Yujing, whom she is familiar with, seems to be always calm, as if she has no pain points and no weaknesses.

Yu Yan thought in a mess, biting half of the crystal shrimp dumplings in her mouth and sucking her head. Jiang Yujing just stood on the windowsill with one hand and looked at her without saying anything. Her eyes were heavy, without emotion, and the corners of her lips were tight.

Halfway through the meal, she took a breath and raised her head hesitantly. The cheek on the right half was stuffed with shrimp dumplings, and she couldn't speak clearly: "Brother Jing."

"Let's talk after eating."

Yu Yan obediently swallowed the shrimp dumplings in his mouth, placed the chopsticks horizontally on the transparent plastic lunch box, and pushed the shrimp dumplings inside.

Then she turned sideways and sat facing her. She paused for a moment. She stretched out her hand and gently pulled a finger.

"Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

*

When the two returned to the MAK base, several people were active. Xiaopao was broadcasting live. The rank was just over, and Guangsai saw Jiang Yujing coming back after halfway through, and directly pulled the headset and jumped up: "Brother Jing! You actually had a private meeting with your little girlfriend until ten o'clock. Is there any kingdom in this team? You are no longer my idol. You are worthy of your words - wuwuwu!"

Lang Weixian reacted quickly next to him and covered the boy's mouth, so the world became quiet.

Jiang Yujing glanced casually, and went upstairs without saying anything.

Now, no one needs to cover it, Xiao Pao also noticed something was wrong.

The boy blinked his big eyes, looked at Yu Yan who was following behind, and pulled away the hand that Langweixian had pressed on his lower half of his face, a little stunned: "What's going on?"

Fat, looking at the dull and cautious child, and quietly, waved to him.

The white-haired child walked over obediently and leaned his head.

Fatty, touching the white hair, gently said: "PIO, the last mid laner who couldn't help but inquire about Brother Jing's affairs is now working as a sparring team for the second team on the third floor."

Xiao Cannon: "..."

Four days later, although the old man was not fully awake, he had already had a consciousness and reaction to external sounds, and his physiological function returned to a stable state and transferred to the general ward.

Jiang Yujing's expression seemed to have not changed much, but Yu Yan followed him and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the single room of the general ward, Jiang Yujing stood at the end of the bed, watching Yu Yan's movements gently and carefully wiped the face of the old man lying on the bed with warm water.

The man pursed his lips and walked over to take the towel from her hand: "I'll do it."

Yu Yan waved his hand in disgust and signaled him to stand back: "It's in the way."

Jiang Yujing: “…”

After Yu Yan finished wiping, he soaked the towel in the basin. He was about to pick it up, but was blocked by a man's big hand.

Jiang Yujing didn't say anything again this time and just took out the plastic basin.

When I came back, I heard Yu Yan talking before the person entered the house.

She moved a chair and sat at the head of the bed, with her chin on her hands, and her voice was gentle and slow.

"Brother Jing is really good. Everyone in the team likes him very much. He is beautiful, filial and can make money. He is just a very troublesome personality and is very boring. He has to keep everything alone and refuses to say a word."

"Grandpa and Brother Jing look like each other, especially the nose, there is a raised bone in the middle of the bridge of the nose." She said as she touched her nose bridge, wrinkled her nose, and seemed to be unhappy, "Why isn't my nose bridge?"

"Grandpa, when Brother Jing went to see you last time, I asked him to bring a sugar-free cake. I wonder if you still remember it. If you like to eat, will I do it after you wake up?"

"You must wake up quickly and get better quickly. You can't be willful and make Brother Jing so burdened."

Behind her, a thin inch of sun was pouring down her back, climbing up the window to the ends of her black hair scattered behind her.

Jiang Yujing stood at the door of the ward with a washbasin and a towel, and the inside was so soft.

The next day was Friday, the MAK team's evening game.

That afternoon, Jiang Yujing went directly to the competition venue from the hospital. Before leaving, Yu Yan sat at the ward window with a rice noodles in his mouth, waved at him: "It doesn't matter if you lose."

The man has returned to his usual appearance, narrowed his black eyes and sneered: "Will I lose?"

Yu Yan applauded: "Our Brother Jing is finally back. Okay, then you can take a quick action. After all, friendship is the first and second in the game. Don't be too fierce. Just use a three-kill and four-kill to be just the same."

The man hooked his lips, raised his arms and tapped her head with a finger: "Wait."

The MAK team's game started at 7:00 pm. Yu Yan turned on the mobile video at 5:00 and started looking forward to it. The two teams in the first game played very fiercely. It was already 7:30 after three games. After the advertising time, the MAK game was about to go.

Yu Yan put his cell phone on the small table, sat upright and started looking.

The camera swayed behind the host, and several members of the MAK team had already sat in their seats.

Jiang Yujing sat in the penultimate position, leaning lazily on the back of the chair.

The slender and beautiful fingers habitually held one side of the headset, with a calm expression, deep black eyes, thin lips, and talking.

It seemed that the one from a few days ago no longer existed, and the man returned to the familiar appearance of everyone.

Yu Yan bit the soft flesh in his mouth, looked at the camera and turned his perspective. The game officially began and entered the BANANDPICK stage.

Many times, the victory is often decided at the beginning of the BP, and the moment the hero and lineup are selected. Yu Yan is a little nervous, straightens his spine and takes a deep breath.

At this moment, without warning, there was no sound in her headphones and the screen of her phone was also blacked out.

There is no power.

“…”

Yu Yan took a deep breath and was broken before he could lift it up halfway.
Chapter completed!