Chapter 165： E-sports TOP1 (21)

Chapter 165 E-sports TOP1 (21)

When the first snow fell up one after another.

Gu Wangyue, 18 years old.

Eighteen years ago, when Gu Wangyue came to this world, it was the snow in the solar terms, and the snow was also flying.

For many years, it has not snowed, but this time, the crystal-clear snowflakes are like gifts for her from heaven.

In the rental house, Su Fuyun bought cakes and a few side dishes.

Normally, Su Fuyun does not drink alcohol, and Gu Wangyue has not tasted alcohol, but today is a rare special day.

Su Fuyun bought two catties of rice wine from the supermarket.

In this cold winter day, drinking a cup of warm yellow wine is very warm.

"Mochizuki, I wish you 18 years old and grown up!" Su Fuyun raised his glass and said seriously.

Qingjun had a slightly stubble face. After drinking some yellow wine, he was a little bit boring, and the ears to the neck were reddened.

Normally, he wears only the most common clothes, and his face is usually drooping, making his face unclear.

Even in the club, when they mentioned Su Fuyun, they also said that he ‘the Su Fuyun who looked a little lazy’.

Even Li Kui is called Su Fuyun Su Fuyun, but in fact, Su Fuyun is only twenty-seven this year, two years younger than Li Kui but more similar to other coaches.

His good, only Xia Ling can see.

Xia Ling really likes this feeling!

Her pearls, the only light she can see, will not be coveted by others.

"Su Fuyun! You talk to me, what happened when you were a kid."

Xia Ling also drank the hot rice wine.

The wolfberry and **** slices were soaked in the rice wine, but the taste was a little choking, but it went down the throat, and the whole body seemed to be hot.

Wearing a thin sweater, the girl's short hair was longer, just under the neck, her elbows were supporting her face, her jade-like eyes, and she looked at Su Fuyun brightly.

This warm and comfortable posture made Su Fuyun's heart soften when she looked at her.

He lowered his eyes for a while: "I ... I have never liked anything, let alone say."

It is said that children who can cry have sugar, so a silent character like Su Fuyun, in a place like the welfare home, is probably the most disadvantaged.

When Su Fuyun checked out that there was dyslexia, the dean had no plans to treat him.

Not a child of his own, and there is no spotlight to focus. Who has this kind of effort to take care of a dumb child?

Alcohol and steam were transpiring, and a mixed past sounded. Su Fuyun froze for a while, his expression was complicated, and then his eyes returned to a silent silence.

He reached out the phone from his pocket.

To himself: "New Year is coming, I will call the Dean."

Looking at him, Xia Ling stared at his eyes and looked carefully.

Su Fuyun lowered her eyelids, and her expression didn't change much.

But if you look at what he looks like today, the red roots of the ears have begun to spread in front of your face. This drunkenness is coming, the phone is beeping ... No one answers, and Su Fuyun listens to the blind sound.

Sitting there, the whole person looks like a shrimp, as long as the skin exposed under the incandescent lamp is reddish.

"The dean ... didn't answer the phone." Murmured.

He took the mobile phone, put it aside properly, and sat there, like a primary school student, sitting behind the table in a regular manner.

(End of this chapter)