Chapter 33 ◎ This isn’t right ◎
Back at the base, during the hard-earned break time, Lin Sumo received a WeChat message from his high school classmate after a long time.
The one named Zhang: [Brother Lin! Save me quickly!]
Lin溯mo remembered this person was named Zhang Peng, a classmate from high school. However, ever since he traveled all the way to Luowen to play esports, he had hardly received any messages from him.
The one named Zhang: [I think I’ve fallen for someone.]
Solve: [You came to find me just for this?]
Lin Sumo was a professional player now, after all. His hand speed was fast, sending three messages in a row, confusing the person on the other end.
Zhang Peng took a long time to send one word: [No one.]
The one named Zhang: [I’m not sure if I really like her.]
The one named Zhang: [So I wanted to ask you, what does it feel like to like someone?]
Solve: [You ask me, who do I ask?]
The one named Zhang: [I beg you.]
The one named Zhang: [I asked a lot of people from our high school, their answers were all over the place, not many were useful.]
The one named Zhang: [If it really doesn’t work, you can just search it up.]
Lin Sumo: “……”
With a look of despair, Lin Sumo opened the browser and started searching for the question Zhang Peng threw at him.
What does it feel like to like someone?
You will unconsciously think of the other person…
Want to do something for the other person…
Try to figure out the other person’s thoughts…
Act very unnaturally in front of the other person…
The further down Lin Sumo read, the tighter his frown became.
This isn’t right.
After all, this seemed to be exactly how he acted toward Pei Yun.
He indeed unconsciously thought of Pei Yun. Thinking about what he said, the arc of his mouth when he smiled, and even his expressions.
Wanting to do something for the other person. Today, Lin Sumo hung something on his bag; rounding it up, that was giving him a gift. And seeing Pei Yun accept it made him very happy.
Lin Sumo also wondered what Pei Yun was thinking. During reviews, during practice matches, and when the two were talking.
As for the last one…
Lin Sumo recalled almost neurotically and found that many times when facing Pei Yun, his ears and face were hot.
Holy crap…
No way…
Lin Sumo collapsed internally. Weren’t he and Pei Yun mortal enemies? How did it become like this?
“Solve, come over for the review quickly!”
Lin Sumo hurriedly snapped back to reality. He hastily closed the web page: “Ah, coming!”
Sitting at the conference table in the review room, Lin Sumo kept controlling himself not to look at Pei Yun. But the more he didn’t want to look, the more he couldn’t control himself. In the end, Lin Sumo looked up and saw Pei Yun opposite the conference table at a glance.
Pei Yun sat there quietly, with no expression on his face, yet Lin Sumo felt he looked very good.
Lin Sumo was in no mood to listen to the review at all.
—His mind was full of “it’s over.”
Heartbeat is like a seed; once it sprouts and breaks through the soil, it can no longer be stopped.
After finally getting through the review, Lin Sumo returned to the training room. He glanced at his main account’s national ranking, hesitated, and finally logged into his smurf account. He didn’t reply to Zhang Peng; he started the game directly without even speaking on the stream.
Lin Sumo took a silent deep breath, planning to calm his mood.
Stop thinking about those absurd things.
But unfortunately, God didn’t want him to calm down. For several games in a row, Lin Sumo was matched with very confusing teammates. Lin Sumo endured and endured. He had originally held back, but the teammate in this game not only played confusingly but also liked to open his mic and curse.
“Holy shit, are you teammates all retards?”
“Support, do you have no eyes or no brains?”
“Marksman, do you fucking know how to play? Why don’t you come over and help me!”
Lin Sumo was already annoyed because of Pei Yun, and now he was even more annoyed. Yet this person recklessly added: “Mid-laner, can you fucking scram? Dumbass thing, don’t be an eyesore here. Looking at you makes me sick!”
Hearing this, Lin Sumo sneered, pushed the keyboard away directly, and adjusted the microphone: “I’m an eyesore? I think you living till now is thanks to your ancestors burning high incense. Did you not brush your teeth? Spraying this and that while playing a game. Brain-dead thing, you suck but you talk a lot.”
His mouth didn’t stop: “What? Does disgusting others with your ugly face make you feel physically and mentally refreshed? You see me and get annoyed? I see you and think you deserve to die!”
The other side was obviously stunned by the scolding and didn’t let out a fart for a long time. Lin Sumo couldn’t stand it anymore; he turned off the microphone and headset and focused on playing his own game. Although there was a confusing teammate, Lin Sumo still won this game.
Lin Sumo felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart. He looked up, not knowing why himself, but he just looked toward Pei Yun’s direction.
Pei Yun was focusing on playing games, not distracted at all. Bafflingly, Lin Sumo remembered the time Pei Yun gave him cake two days ago.
He really looked good when he smiled.
Realizing he had been distracted for too long, Lin Sumo came back to his senses, planning to start another game.
Suddenly, Lin Sumo saw a party invite pop up. It was from Fair’s Cheng Yuan. Lin Sumo froze. After adding Cheng Yuan as a friend, they had never played together once. He hesitated, but still clicked accept.
“Captain Cheng,” Lin Sumo greeted him. “Why did you suddenly look for me to play games today?”
“Nothing much,” Cheng Yuan smiled. “Saw you were online so I pulled you in.”
Lin Sumo: “Ah… okay.”
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
“How are things between you and Print recently?” Cheng Yuan asked.
Lin Sumo walked toward the mid-lane. Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat: “Ah, why do you ask?”
“Nothing,” Cheng Yuan farmed a blue buff. “Heard your relationship wasn’t good before, afraid it would affect the match, so I asked. If you don’t want to say, then don’t.”
“No,” Lin Sumo’s face felt inexplicably hot. “Relationship is quite good recently. Just argue a few sentences sometimes… doesn’t affect the match.”
Cheng Yuan: “That’s good.”
Silence.
Cheng Yuan thoughtfully found another topic: “Solve, when is your birthday? Seems I haven’t asked you yet.”
“September 21st,” Lin Sumo said.
“Then what about Print? Do you know?”
Lin Sumo blurted out: “June 11th.”
Cheng Yuan was obviously surprised: “Ah, I thought you hadn’t asked him.”
Lin Sumo was silent for a moment.
17 years. He knew this date better than anyone.
Lin Sumo took a deep breath.
Why was he thinking about him again?
“Captain Cheng,” Lin Sumo spoke hesitantly. He ultimately chose this person, who was neither familiar nor strange, to try and alleviate his messy mood.
Cheng Yuan responded: “Mn, what is it?”
Lin Sumo struggled for a bit, but still said: “What to do… if you fall for someone else?”
Cheng Yuan was clearly surprised. He laughed, and after a moment said, “Do nothing. If you have the courage and the timing is right, confess. If you don’t have courage or the timing isn’t right, just have a secret crush for now.”
Lin Sumo pursed his lips, then heard Cheng Yuan ask: “Why? Which young lady caught your eye?”
Lin Sumo’s face heated up: “No…”
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