Bian Jin's head was a mess, and his thinking was a mess.

He hasn't slept well recently, he has been taking more and more sleeping pills, and he can't sleep every night when he finds out the recording of the young lady's live broadcast and watches it repeatedly, so he can feel at ease.

He couldn't even tell how he was feeling right now.

It's always a sudden panic, or a sudden dip in mood, feeling like nothing.

He had clearly deleted all the contact information of his parents, but he still always received text messages from unknown numbers, and the messages were sent by his nominal mother.

His mother called him a piece of crap and called him a cold-blooded monster......

Obviously I should feel disgusted and too lazy to take care of it.

But sometimes I want to cry inexplicably.

Now too, others are standing beside Yaoyao, grabbing Yaoyao's sleeve, and they want to cry a little.

Why are you crying?

Are you afraid that the young lady will be snatched away?

But the young lady didn't belong to him in the first place.

He doesn't deserve it.

He doesn't deserve to be by the side of the young lady, he just needs to watch from a distance.

is obviously much taller than Yaoyao, and around Yaoyao, they look like two little animals, because they are a little humble and unconfident.

Bian Jin didn't dare to carry a small bench to sit next to the young lady now.

Unlike before, even if you are about to fall asleep, you can carry a small bench to accurately find the position of the young lady and sit next to her.

At the time, he thought it was nothing.

But now he knew he was sick.

He doesn't deserve it.

The more the young lady said that she didn't care, the more he cared himself.

How can you bother the young lady......

It would be nice if he disappeared......

The more Bian Jin thought about it, the more he lowered his head, and then suddenly felt his hand being dragged down.

His heart ached.

It's like being pricked with a needle on the tip of the heart, and all the sharp pain converges to one point.

His fingers twitched as if they were spasming, and then he felt his hand in a warm little hand.

Bian Jin consciously removed his hand, and then looked up along the hand holding him......

saw Tong Yaoyao's little face.

Tong Yaoyao really felt sorry for Bian Jin, she read a lot of books on treating depression and watched a lot of video tutorials, but no one could say that this disease could be easily "cured".

Yaoyao cares about the champion.

She came to D· R。

But now, everyone in the team is invisibly more important than the champion.

She didn't want Bian Jin to be sad, she didn't want Bian Jin to be like this, she held Bian Jin's little hand to give him a sense of security, and her milky voice sounded very gentle.

"I don't think it's anything, how can you think it's me? You care about me. ”

"The one who is not tied to Qingzhou is not familiar with me, so he said those love words with such fanfare, without sincerity, you help me go back, this is helping me."

"And ......"

Tong Yaoyao winked at Bian Jin, smiling cutely.

"I'm staying at D· R, not going anywhere. I haven't played well yet, we haven't won the championship yet, where am I going? ”

Bian Jin bit his lower lip and couldn't help but say.

"Is the young lady who won the championship going to leave......"

He had his head down, looking like a listless puppy with drooping ears.

Yaoyao tiptoed a little and touched Bian Jin's head, and then leaned into his ear and said.

"If you don't go, I can't bear you."

Bian Jin's pupils contracted instantly, and then, he couldn't help biting his lower lip and laughing.

The feeling of wanting to cry disappeared, and then I felt sweet in my heart......

Does this mean that he is still ...... for the young lady

Still is......

It's a little bit important.

So happy.

o(*￣▽￣*)o~