Chapter 27: Sharing Photos
These two replies were like permission granted, flipping a switch in Shen Yanjin.
In the days that followed, whenever he encountered beautiful scenery or interesting little things on the road, he would snap a photo casually, carefully select the best one, and send it to Duan Mingyue.
Sometimes Duan Mingyue replied, sometimes not. It couldn’t be helped; the team affairs were too busy. Mao Qiude didn’t manage things, and Mi Yonghui alone couldn’t hold up the overall situation.
But as long as there was a response, Shen Yanjin was happy.
He had the intention to get close to Duan Mingyue, even thought about flirting with him. But Shen Yanjin was easily shy, and because the other party was someone he had genuinely liked for several years, he only dared to treat him cautiously, not daring to cross the line by a single millimeter.
These days Duan Mingyue didn’t duo queue with him. Shen Yanjin went for physical therapy regularly every day. His wrist indeed felt a bit lighter, but if he played for a slightly longer time, that sore, swollen, heavy feeling would return, as if what was stuffed inside wasn’t bone, but burning hot lead.
Today, after finishing physical therapy, Shen Yanjin took a photo of the dappled light and shadows under the trees as usual and sent it to Duan Mingyue. Unexpectedly, Duan Mingyue sent a voice message directly.
Heart pounding like a drum, he looked left and right like a thief before bringing the phone to his ear.
Duan Mingyueās voice was raspy, containing a smile. “Thanks for the photo. Want to duo queue? No one will disturb us today.”
Sitting on a roadside bench, Shen Yanjin listened to this four-second voice message repeatedly several times before replying with a “Yes” and rushing home.
Turning on the computer, he found the system needed an update. He told Duan Mingyue, then casually clicked into Weibo to kill time.
Thinking about it carefully, life had been too tumultuous recently. Shen Yanjin hadn’t popped up in Duan Mingyueās fan group for a long time.
Quite a few girls who recognized him found it strange and sent him many private messages, worried if he had encountered something in real life.
Shen Yanjin replied to them one by one.
Seeing his resurrection, the little sisters in the group chirped around him.
“Sweet Heart, what happened to you! I was worried you met with an accident in real life!”
“Wuwuwu Sweet Heart, I missed you so much while you were gone. Fortunately, the Moon-U CP collapsed quickly, otherwise, I, a girlfriend fan, would have cried to death alone.”
“Moon-U didn’t lose, Moon God lost.”
“Hehehe, that Moon Steed is also so handsome and cool. Hugging the Moon God in my arms and drooling with envy.”
“Nonsense, Moon God is clearly in my arms!”
Shen Yanjinās hands itched.
If he could, he really wanted to roar: Stop arguing, I am UOOW myself! Your Moon God is with me; we chat every day and duo queue, super sweet!
Unfortunately, he couldn’t.
Back then, to infiltrate this fan group, he endured humiliation and cursed HG Team for a long time, selling cuteness and blowing rainbow farts everywhere just to sneak in and get firsthand news about Duan Mingyue.
It couldn’t be destroyed in one day.
Shen Yanjin was easily shy, but only towards people he cared about.
When he wasn’t shyālike now, wearing this ID, being called “Sweet Heart” by a group of peopleāhis face remained immovable as a mountain. “No, no! Recently resigned and went back to my hometown, crying, busy to death!”
“I missed you too hahaha. Moon-U didn’t lose! Moon-U is eternal god!”
“Same envy, drooling~ But Moon God is mine! Moon God even said he would duo queue with me!”
Objectively speaking, what he said was all truth.
ResignedāRetired, completely became unemployed.
Moon-U didn’t loseāIndeed didn’t lose.
Said to duo queueāThis was genuine; the chat logs were saved in Shen Yanjinās phone.
However, saying this in the group carried zero credibility.
Everyone only believed the first half about returning to his hometown; the rest was treated as a joke, laughed off with teasing.
After chatting for a while, the system update finished.
Shen Yanjin said bye-bye in the group, brushed back his hair, and opened the client.
[UOOW: Moon God, Iām ready.]
Duan Mingyueās reply was concise.
[Moon Steed: Voice channel password xxxx.]
If humans had tails, Shen Yanjin would probably be wagging his tail like crazy right now.
Before, he felt his relationship with Duan Mingyue was distant, so he always cautiously maintained distance, reason occupying the majority of his brain.
But now, Duan Mingyue had opened up. Shen Yanjin, relying on his decent skills, felt that if given a chance, he could definitely grasp it. He felt the matter was already set in stone, and becoming a KW member was just a matter of time. The affection and desire for closeness in his bones could no longer be hidden; he wanted to get close to Duan Mingyue whenever he could.
Of course, he wouldn’t make it too obvious.
Entering the voice channel, Shen Yanjin cleared his throat and said, “I invited you, Moon God.”
Duan Mingyue gave an “En.” “Queue up.”
The voice message earlier wasn’t very clear, but after entering the voice channel, Shen Yanjin felt the fatigue in Duan Mingyueās voice.
Shen Yanjin was familiar with this fatigue.
When he pestered Duan Mingyue to duo queue as YanGold, Duan Mingyue had training, matches, meetings, and replays every day, yet still squeezed out time to enter the voice channel at night. Back then, Shen Yanjin often heard the manās voice, masking exhaustion while trying to sound energetic.
He pursed his lips. “Thatā¦ Moon God, are you very tired?”
Duan Mingyue paused, then smiled. “No, just some annoying matters. Queue up, don’t worry.”
Shen Yanjin hesitated, not wanting to probe deeper, so he clicked queue.
After a thought, he added, “If you’re tired, tell me. We can queue next time; rest is important.”
Five years passed; he was no longer that child who would force others for his own desires.
Duan Mingyue didn’t expect this little girl to sound young but be so keen. He could only say helplessly, “It really is because of too much sh*t. The Youth Training Camp, tskā¦” Speaking of this, irritation rose in his heart again. He picked out a cigarette from the box beside him. “Besides, there’s no time. You forgot? Duo-queueing with you is also one of my jobs now; can’t delay.”
The new season was starting soon. Once the transfer window closed, Shen Yanjin wouldn’t be able to join the team.
Shen Yanjin remembered his position and unconsciously sat up straighter. Hearing the lighter sound from Duan Mingyueās end, he subconsciously said, “Smoke less, it’s bad for your health.”
Duan Mingyueās mic instantly went quiet.
Shen Yanjin also felt he was overstepping a bit. He thought about it, opened Baidu, and started reading, “According to surveys, ninety percent of lung cancers are related to long-term smoking. It can be said that nine out of ten patients areā¦”
“Stop, stop.” Duan Mingyue almost choked. He stubbed out the cigarette, laughing and crying at the same time. “Cigarette stubbed. Stop cursing me.”
Shen Yanjin breathed a sigh of relief.
Ranking in Diamond was fairly fast. This time there were no streamers sniping, no difficulty. The two gained points as easily as drinking water, chatting idly in the voice channel.
The topic happened to turn to the peculiarities of different schools of support players. Shen Yanjin licked his lips and said somewhat nervously, “Moon God, do you know Sliver? Youā¦ what do you think of his support play?”
Duan Mingyue raised an eyebrow. He had just seen this ID on the documents given by Mao Qiude; he didn’t expect it to be mentioned again so soon.
He recalled carefully and gave a fair evaluation. “Heā¦ my understanding isn’t deep. His engage and roam play is indeed good, it’s just that sometimes this person is overly confident, rarely considering teammates. His edge is too sharp.”
Pausing, Duan Mingyue laughed. “This point probably has to do with his teammates too, but I won’t secretly badmouth other teams’ matters. Comparatively speaking, I still like your support play a bit more.”
“ā¦”
Shen Yanjinās mood was very complicated.
He dispiritedly said “Is that so,” and changed the topic.
Fortunately, the game queue popped at this moment, aptly dissolving his awkwardness.
Actually, Duan Mingyue couldn’t be blamed for not recognizing him. The changes brought by numerical adjustments were significant, and Shen Yanjin was using characters he rarely used before. Plus, he had never played the Jungle-Support roam strategy in professional matches. If Duan Mingyue recognized him, that would be seeing a ghost.
What he cared about wasn’t Duan Mingyue not recognizing him, but Duan Mingyueās evaluation of Sliver.
Shen Yanjin sniffled, feeling a bit wilted.
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