FCY Chapter 111

Xia Linzhu, don’t touch me.

Xia Linzhu, don’t touch me.

“How is it?”

Wu Xinshen was startled when he suddenly heard Luo Yan’s voice coming from the dining hall when he returned to the SY Base.

He must be chatting with someone?

Wu Xinshen speculated, so he ignored Luo Yan’s words and walked towards his room.

“Xin Shen-ge.” Luo Yan, holding a bottle of water, caught up with Wu Xinshen. “Why are you ignoring me, Xin Shen-ge?”

“I’m not ignoring you.” Wu Xinshen stopped and looked at Luo Yan.

“Then how are you now?” Luo Yan asked again.

“How am I?” Wu Xinshen evaded the question. He hadn’t decided whether to tell others about this matter.

“Your body.” Luo Yan looked at Wu Xinshen’s waist. “I’ve seen you rubbing it these days.”

Wu Xinshen, who was still thinking of reasons to avoid the question, laughed. “It’s nothing, Captain Luo Yan, I’m fine, I can still play for two or three years, don’t worry.”

“Xin Shen-ge, don’t force yourself. Xinming-ge’s beastmaster role can actually be passable.”

As everyone knows, Wu Xinming can only play as an assaulter.

“Don’t even think about it, it’s better to expect Zhu Zi-ge to find a suitable substitute.” Wu Xinshen quickly waved his hand. If Wu Xinming played as a beastmaster, the base would be immediately breached by the enemy.

“Hahahaha, that’s true.” Luo Yan echoed with a laugh.

“Xin Shen-ge, take a rest. SY can’t be without you.” Luo Yan said seriously to Wu Xinshen.

“Yeah, I will. SY can’t be without anyone.” Wu Xinshen also replied seriously to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan paused, his hand moved, but he ultimately held back his words.

“I’m leaving, Xin Shen-ge.” Luo Yan waved his hand and walked towards his room.

“Okay, see you tomorrow.” Wu Xinshen watched Luo Yan’s departing figure, lost in thought. For some reason, he felt that Luo Yan was hiding something from them.

(Regarding why Luo Yan could notice Wu Xinshen’s injury, while others didn’t notice Luo Yan’s injury, the most important point is that Wu Xinshen always rubbed his waist in the training room. He thought that everyone was training seriously and wouldn’t pay too much attention to him, so they probably didn’t know about this. And Luo Yan went out of the training room for a rest because his hands hurt, to the toilet, to the convenience store (everyone is used to Luo Yan escaping training, so everyone thinks that Luo Yan is stressed and wants to get some fresh air outside, they wouldn’t think in this direction), SY people care about each other, they won’t do other messy things.)

In the following days, Cen Xi trained with everyone in the hospital in the afternoon, and did personal training at other times. Because of Wu Xinshen’s waist injury, Zhu Zi reduced his training schedule, but he still secretly added training for himself.

Until the day of the competition, Cen Xi, with a bandage on his head, arrived early at the rest area of the competition venue.

“Why are you here so early?” Zhu Zi saw Cen Xi as soon as he opened the door.

Cen Xi didn’t answer immediately, his gaze went past Zhu Zi and landed on Luo Yan who appeared in his eyes.

“Little Captain!” Cen Xi shouted loudly at Luo Yan, his eyes filled with unconcealable joy.

Sick! Luo Yan glanced at Cen Xi and sat down in the farthest spot from him.

Ignoring me? Fine, I’ll try harder. Cen Xi’s gaze followed Luo Yan constantly, wherever Luo Yan was, his eyes followed.

“What are you doing? A stone statue waiting for her husband!” Zhu Zi sat next to Cen Xi, wanting to check Cen Xi’s wound with his hand, “Is your injury okay? Can you handle these matches?”

“Zhu Zi, don’t touch me, stay away!” Cen Xi slapped Zhu Zi’s hand away and moved his butt to the side, maintaining a safe distance from Zhu Zi, and corrected Zhu Zi’s thoughts, “To be precise, I’m a ‘stone statue waiting for Luo Yan’, thank you.”

A strange sense of familiarity surged into Zhu Zi’s mind. He… actually… doesn’t… respect me? Wasn’t he respectful to me a few days ago? How come suddenly…

The corner of Zhu Zi’s mouth curved, he knew.

“What are you doing? Staying so far away from me? Are you sick?” Zhu Zi moved closer to Cen Xi again.

“Xia Zhulin, don’t force me to hit you!” Cen Xi kicked Zhu Zi’s foot and angrily called out Zhu Zi’s full name.

Indeed… no wonder there was a conflict… it seems that Cen Xi was the one who let Luo Yan down in the first place.

“You’re not amnesiac anymore?” Zhu Zi suddenly leaned close to Cen Xi’s ear and whispered. Cen Xi didn’t want to talk about this matter, he wouldn’t make it public.

Cen Xi looked at Zhu Zi in shock, then it clicked. He had said the three words Xia Zhulin, and who in SY would casually call Zhu Zi by his full name?

Cen Xi nodded. “I’ll tell you the details after the competition is over. Before that, please stay away from me!”

“Cen Xi, you’re really sick!” Zhu Zi cursed and moved away from Cen Xi, as far away as possible. A good two-person sofa was forcibly separated by them with enough space in the middle for another person to sit.

“Someone surnamed Cen, stop looking at others, come closer, let’s discuss tactics.”

Zhu Zi waved triumphantly at Cen Xi, successfully winning back a round.

Cen Xi rolled his eyes and reluctantly went over. If he could, he really wanted to sit next to Luo Yan, but he knew that would make Luo Yan feel repulsed, so he could only obediently sit next to Zhu Zi.

During the tactics discussion, Cen Xi kept staring at Luo Yan from time to time. His gaze was so intense that Luo Yan couldn’t ignore it even if he wanted to.

“Be serious!”

Luo Yan didn’t specifically say who should be serious, but Cen Xi was still self-aware, or rather, he wanted to seize every opportunity to talk to Luo Yan. “Okay, Captain.”

After that, Cen Xi didn’t continue to steal glances at Luo Yan. Instead, Luo Yan himself became a little uncomfortable.

When the tactics discussion was almost over, the staff came to call the SY team to the stage to prepare for the match.

“Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. SY! Good luck!” Zhu Zi clapped his hands to cheer everyone on.

“Good luck!” The others echoed.

“Welcome to the world of Territory…”

The match is in progress…