ă62ăFrom Start to Finish, I Have Only Liked You
Jiang Yan was WK’s new Jungler. The new Jungler was Wind. Which meant, Jiang Yan… was actually Wind?
Wen Ran’s mind was a tangled mess right now; he simply couldn’t digest such a massive amount of information.
Ex-boyfriend and idol were the same personâwhat kind of tiny probability was required for this to happen?
And hadn’t Song Zixuan said that Jiang Yan used to play matches in unauthorized amateur teams and hadn’t even played a formal match? Wind was a veritable Jungle King, an FMVP Jungler!
How on earth does this connect?
July, accustomed to it, smiled at Jiang Yan. “Welcome back, Captain.”
WK had undergone a major personnel change. Only July had played with Jiang Yan before. The ADC and Support were transferred or came up from youth training later; they only knew of Senior Wind but had never seen him.
They all stared at Jiang Yan curiously.
Especially the team’s Support, Orange, whose eyes went straight, his gaze almost never leaving Jiang Yan.
Who knew Senior Wind was not only so skilled but also so good-looking? Simply the most handsome pro player in the League!
The coach coughed. “Everyone sit down first. I’ll explain the training schedule for this season.”
Orange reluctantly moved his gaze away from Jiang Yan. Wen Ran stiffened his body, walking toward the seat in the back row with synchronous arm and leg movements.
But Jiang Yan quickly caught up with him. Passing by Wen Ran, he said in a voice only the two of them could hear:
“Little Scoundrel, long time no see.”
Hearing this familiar address, Wen Ran was stunned. How long had it been since he was called that?
It seemed that besides Jiang Yan, no one else addressed him this way.
Such an intimate address made Wen Ran uncomfortable. We already broke up, why does he still call me that?
Isn’t he afraid Mu Yan will get jealous?
Wen Ran let his imagination run wild absent-mindedly, not listening to what the coach was saying at all. His mind was full of Jiang Yan and Wind.
One was the person he liked, the other was the idol he worshipped. Jiang Yan sent him a sea of roses to confess, kissed him on the Ferris wheel; Wind stood up for him time and again in games. These two images merged into one, becoming the man sitting next to him now, wearing a team uniform.
Wen Ran dared not look at Jiang Yan, keeping his head down staring at the keyboard on the desk, almost burning a hole through it.
“Wind will be WK’s captain from now on,” the coach finally said. “Does anyone have anything else to say?”
Anyone who played Ling Xiao would have more or less some admiration for Wind, regardless of their positionsâpure admiration for the strong. This emotion was especially vivid in Team WK and their fans. Therefore, with Wind as captain, these players wouldn’t have any objections.
“Gege just arrived today and isn’t too familiar with you all yet. Let’s all add each other on WeChat,” seeing the situation, Jiang Yan spoke up. His eyes, however, glanced at Wen Ran, his tone lazy. “I’ll create a group chat in a bit and post phone numbers in it. It’ll be convenient to contact each other for anything.”
Wen Ran didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt Jiang Yan put emphasis on the word “contact.”
As Jiang Yan spoke, he pulled up his WeChat interface. Orange was the first to run over and scan the code. Whoever didn’t cherish the chance to add the Senior’s WeChat was a fool!
Wen Ran watched helplessly as everyone in the training room actively went over to scan Jiang Yan’s QR code one by one, leaving him alone. Wen Ran clenched his hands tightly, not knowing how to react.
I was the one who blocked and deleted all of Jiang Yan’s contacts and ran away. But now, even after changing to a new card, I actually have to actively add him!
Just as Wen Ran planned to muddle through and not add him for now, Jiang Yan called out to him:
“Dawn, add me.”
Wen Ran: “…”
As soon as Jiang Yan said this, everyone present looked at him in unison. Especially Orange, whose strange look seemed to say: Come on, that’s Wind! You’re actually not proactive?
Wen Ran’s scalp went numb from the stares. He could only take out his phone and grit his teeth to add Jiang Yan’s WeChat.
Why is he still such a ‘Lao Liu’ (schemer/troll)?!
Jiang Yan approved it very quickly, and he operated it facing Wen Ran. The phone screen was clearly visible. Wen Ran watched helplessly as he set his alias to “Little Scoundrel” and then set him as a sticky (pinned) starred contact.
He even shook his phone at him.
Wen Ran suddenly couldn’t understand Jiang Yan’s operations. He clearly has Mu Yan, why does he still tease me like this?
But Wen Ran hated himself even more. Knowing it was fake, possibly just Jiang Yan teasing him for fun, he still couldn’t control his blushing and heart palpitations because of his actions.
After adding friends, they conducted the first coordination practice.
This was proposed by Wind. As the captain, he needed to understand his teammates first. The fastest way was to play a game and gauge the general level.
Once in the game, Wen Ran discovered that whether it was mechanics or layout awareness, Jiang Yan was absolutely top-tier. Moreover, from Wen Ran’s angle, he could see Jiang Yan clack-clack typing on the keyboard beside him. His face had a calm expression, but his hand speed was extremely fast. His operations were fast, ruthless, and accurateâexactly the same as Wind’s playstyle.
Now he had to believe it even if he didn’t want to.
They played a total of four games. Jiang Yan had roughly gauged his teammates’ levels, and it was already noon.
“Let’s practice up to here for today.”
Wen Ran had long been sitting on pins and needles here. Hearing this sentence, he immediately took off his headphones intending to flee. It was just too awkward.
But before he could take a step, he heard Jiang Yan say:
“Others can go. Dawn, stay behind.”
Wen Ran: “???”
Jiang Yan smiled innocently. “There are some details about playstyle I want to talk to you about.”
The other teammates didn’t detect the undercurrents between them, thinking Wind really wanted to give Wen Ran private tutoring to solve problems. They all walked out sensibly, and the coach thoughtfully closed the training room door.
Being alone with Jiang Yan in such an environment made Wen Ran very flustered. He didn’t know what mindset to use to face him.
Wen Ran asked dryly, “Where did I have problems?”
He originally thought this was just an excuse Jiang Yan made up casually to keep him behind.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Yan actually pulled up the replay of the match just now. “Here, Aji‘s initiation. If you used Flash plus the first skill for control, it would have been easier to catch the opposing Carry.”
“But you used the slow first. Although safer and increasing the hit rate of control, it also gave the opponent a chance to react.”
“An ADC like Hanshuang, although lacking mobility, holds onto Flash tighter than anyone. Once encountering this situation, she won’t be stingy with this summoner skill.”
Jiang Yan spoke very seriously, and Wen Ran couldn’t help but be drawn in by his guidance.
Maybe I thought too much. Jiang Yan is so busy, and he’s childhood sweethearts with Mu Yan. How could he specifically find a gaming excuse just for me?
No wonder Wind told me before that he had someone he liked and was rejected.
Thinking back to that time, Jiang Yan and I were also in the ‘talking stage’, right?
At that time, he was already in contact with Mu Yan.
The more Wen Ran thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt. He had even called the person Wind liked a scoundrel to his face, yet they still ended up together.
Only me, I am nothing, I count for nothing.
“And here, skill chaining.” Jiang Yan spoke again, pulling Wen Ran’s thoughts back. They were watching on one computer. Because of the distance, Wen Ran couldn’t see clearly and his view was blocked by Jiang Yan’s arm. To hear the explanation clearly, he could only lean in to stare at the screen.
But Wen Ran didn’t expect that as soon as he leaned over, before he had time to speak, his waist was embraced.
???
Jiang Yan’s strong, powerful arm encircled Wen Ran’s waist. With a pull, he lifted him directly and pulled him onto his lap.
Wen Ran was pressed onto Jiang Yan’s thighs. Jiang Yan’s chest pressed against his back, arms crossed around his waist.
Tsk, seems a bit thinner. Even through a layer of clothes, he felt slender and soft.
Pressing against his ear to interrogate: “Little Scoundrel, where did you learn the skill of running away from home? Hmm?”
Jiang Yan’s voice was sexy and sultry, throwing Wen Ran into confusion instantly. He twisted his waist trying to break free from the man’s embrace.
But his perky, round bottom moved further and further down.
Until he sat accurately on the root of Jiang Yan’s thighs.
Fitting tightly without a gap.
Wen Ran’s face turned red beyond recognition in a flash.
Jiang Yan didn’t waste words and went straight to the topic. “Mu Yan and I are good friends, high school classmates. Last time I went out, I was accompanying her to pursue the person she likes, Lu Jing.”
“Because I designed a ring for you at the time, wanting to give it to you as a gift after you finished the Seeding Match. Mu Yan is a jewelry designer; she said she could help me make the ring if I helped her pursue Lu Jing. So for those few days, I was working on design drafts in my room, and later when I went out, it was to film the proposal video for the young couple. Don’t listen to Song Zixuan’s nonsense. Mu Yan and I are innocent; she and Lu Jing are already planning to get married.”
“Both of them know about you. Originally, I planned to formally introduce you to them after the matter was resolved.”
Jiang Yan sighed, burying his head in the side of Wen Ran’s neck and rubbing. “It was my lack of consideration. I’m sorry, Ran Ran.”
“But, Gege has never lied to you. From start to finish, I have only liked you.”
Jiang Yan dared not think about how he spent those few days when he couldn’t find Wen Ran; it simply felt like years. He could endure the bitterness in his own heart, but he worried Wen Ran would let his imagination run wild.
Feeling the struggles of the person in his arms gradually stop, Jiang Yan hugged him tighter, biting Wen Ran’s earlobe as if punishing him. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain and ran away on your own. Tell me, are you a little scoundrel?”
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