Tong Yao went over to the dinner table. Lu Sicheng in the meanwhile had started discussing todays matches with the rest of the team. He spoke leisurely, with little emotion. If it wasnt for the fact that he had a pleasant voice, the way he spoke about dry statistics was like a teacher talking about chemistry formulas on a summer day-- --
Who would pay attention to him talk unless you wanted to fall asleep.
...But everyone seemed to listen with full attention.
Tong Yao ate her dinner feeling that shed fallen into a strange pattern.
-- --It seemed that she couldnt take her eyes off Lu Sicheng. She knew she shouldnt, but couldnt help herself...Before she started playing professionally, the Lu Sicheng she saw was the one who would carry games, whose promotional picture was good enough for the entertainment industry, and who seldom talked during streams and would blast fans once in a while-- --
Until one day, she found herself sitting right next to him.
She had seen him, early in the morning, come down the stairs wearing underpants to go to the refrigerator to look for coke or yogurt drinks while scratching his bottom.
She had seen his hair as messy as a chicken coop.
She had seen him unshaven.
She had seen him with two dark circles around his eyes from staying up all night-- --
She had heard him snore on the couch from being too exhausted after studying too many competition videos and taking notes. Half of the notes on Tong Yaos notebook were written with his messy and scribbly handwriting. During meetings, he would hold that notebook in hand and earnestly present some statistics. Though Tong Yao seriously doubted whether he could really read his own handwriting
She had seen him trying to hide his cigarettes under the scrutinous eyes of Xiao Rui. Though he seldom touched cigarettes lately, he seemed to enjoy playing the game of doing something against the team rules
She had seen him go crazy while playing ranked games. He would call the other four teammates idiots and then played all night until he dropped from Master to Diamond
She had seen him in a hurry to go to the bathroom that he had to stand up with his bottom protruding as he hastily tried to finish the match. Then he would dash into the bathroom and shout from inside the bathroom: Damn, who took the paper away. He would rush out of the bathroom holding his pants
-- --Even though he never presented himself with the aura of an idol in front of Tong Yao, she still found herself attracted to him...If she even thought the way he held his pants as he was looking for toilet paper was cute, then she was in deep trouble.
Tong Yao: ......
She stuffed the shrimp between her chopsticks into her mouth and chewed it without tasting anything. Tong Yao silently prayed that she would be smart enough not to let him lead her by the nose-- --
Her thoughts wandered until a glass of coke with ice cubes floating on top and beads of water falling down the side of the glass was set in front of her.
The ice cubes clashed together and the foam on top of the coke splashed out. Tong Yao was a little startled and looked up in confusion to meet a pair of dark brown eyes...He looked quite calm: You dont want it?
Tong Yao carefully thought about it. She recalled that after the game was over this afternoon, she was so hot while walking to the parking lot and mumbled something about wanting to drink coke, the one with ice cubes in it.
...She was surprised that he had heard.
Tong Yao took the coke and sipped it. The sweetness of the coke together with the bubbles burst inside her mouth all the way down her throat. She then took a big gulp. She burped with satisfaction while putting down the glass: Dont think that one glass of coke is enough to forgive you for shutting me outside to feed the mosquitos for an hour.
Lu Sicheng: En.
Tong Yao: Im very angry.
Lu Sicheng pushed Tong Yaos head down with his hand: Just drink your coke.
Tong Yao picked up the glass again.