I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 20 How to Solve Internal Friction

Song Cheng tried her best to adjust her mood, and then focused on watching the game.

After the two sides B/P, the first round of the game began.

She propped her head on one hand and watched the game intently. Although she knew what hero the two sides were taking, she still couldn't understand it.

To be precise, Xiaobai can only look at superficial skills when the master plays games. After all, awareness of this thing still needs a lot of practice.

When COC won the first master, GO also defeated the tyrant, and the economies of both sides were even.

Continuing to watch the game backwards, Song Cheng's thoughts drifted to nowhere, and she began to think wildly again.

On the surface, her eyes were looking at the large broadcast screen at the scene, but in fact, she reviewed what Xiao Qiao said when she was playing the game just now.

She rubbed the center of her eyebrows, no wonder Dr. Yang was worried about her mental health, and kept all the bad things in her heart, so she couldn't get sick.

Song Cheng felt that she needed to vent a little bit, and she couldn't keep letting bad emotions consume her body's energy.

She looked up, ready to go to the bathroom, but the moment she looked up, she saw her face on a big screen.

"..."

"so awkward."

Song Cheng stared blankly at herself on the screen, and then waited for the director to cut a scene.

She seemed to have waited for more than ten seconds, but her frozen face was still on the screen.

"Ha ha……"

Song Cheng smiled politely, then lowered her head again, this time the director finally cut the screen.

"call……"

She got up quietly, left the scene, and came to the empty corridor, and a sense of emptiness took the opportunity to enter.

Song Cheng walked to the window and stared out of the window. The sky outside gradually darkened, and some lights came on.

"pat..."

She reached out and touched her cheek, and a tear fell out.

She cried again.

Song Cheng doesn't like herself like this, too sensitive, too fragile, too hypocritical, why can't she let go?
She stood outside for a long time, and the weather outside the window was completely dark and foggy.

She returned to the arena.

The second round has already started. According to Ma Qingqing, COC won the first round.

In the next game, Song Cheng didn't miss a game.

GO and COC are evenly matched, because they are both too strong, and there is an extra game of overtime.

In the last game, there was an extremely rare scene. The entire army of both sides was wiped out, but GO's pawns lined up on the high ground of COC, so the small pawns successfully made GO win the championship.

"This game is really not easy..." Ma Qingqing came out with a pack of tissues and wiped off the sweat that was constantly protruding from his hands.

Song Cheng nodded, but didn't speak, she didn't want to talk now, she just wanted to be alone.

After the game, everyone in the auditorium left the restaurant in an orderly manner. Song Cheng and Ma Qingqing followed Jin Qi to the backstage.

In the backstage lounge, Su Nianjiu hadn't left yet. She said that she would treat the GO players to dinner to celebrate their championship.

Song Cheng made an excuse and was about to go home, but Jin Qi saw through it at a glance, and persuaded him abruptly to get on the bus.

She thought to herself, okay.

After arriving at the hotel, Song Cheng started another mode. Since she couldn't go home, she should do something else.

"Do you drink?" Xu Jia asked her from the side.

Song Cheng nodded, took a bottle of white wine, and poured herself a large glass. When she was about to drink, Ma Qingqing stopped her hand.

"Chengzi, are you sure you want to drink?" Ma Qingqing looked horrified, the last time Song Cheng was drunk, what he did...

Song Cheng was also in a bad mood, so she smiled and said to Ma Qingqing, "I'll just drink this once, there's absolutely no problem!"

After all, she drank the full glass of white wine in one gulp.

"Cough cough cough... so bitter, so hard to drink!"

She coughed several times and felt that she could still drink, so she poured another glass, this time a glass of beer.

The taste of beer is better than that of white wine. After drinking one glass, the two kinds of wine were mixed together, and her stomach started to burn.

"It's so hot." Song Cheng pulled down the zipper of her padded jacket, and she huddled in a corner by herself, drinking glass after glass of wine.

Ma Qingqing stopped him many times on the way, but she always stopped her with the word "nothing".

She was in a really bad mood.

It should be because of her personality. Song Cheng has been introverted since she was a child. She was unwilling to say what wronged her.

Even though Ma Qingqing was such a good boy, she couldn't tell what kind of grievance she had suffered.

She always likes to keep her worries in her heart by herself, and pile them up to a high level. When she can't bear it, she will find a place where there is no one to vent it out.

She looks happy every day, with a happy smile, as if she has no troubles.

I received a lot of negative emotions from my classmates and friends, and then digested them all by myself, and then comforted them.

She seems to be used to it.

"It's so hot..." Song Cheng raised his hand and touched his face. It was so hot that his whole body was burning hot.

She turned her head and said to Ma Qingqing with a smile: "Qing'er, I feel like a warm baby now, hahaha."

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Cheng stood up, she was looking at the road now, she was still looking normal, Ma Qingqing was very worried about her, and helped her to the door of the bathroom.

"Go in, I can come out by myself." She patted Ma Qingqing on the shoulder and assured her.

Ma Qingqing sighed, "Okay, I'll come out later, you wait for me obediently at the bathroom door."

Song Cheng nodded, turned and went into the bathroom.

A few seconds later, at the door of the bathroom, she poked her head out quietly, staring at the empty corridor.

Song Cheng laughed dryly, leaned against the wall, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the first floor.

"Ding!"

When she arrived on the first floor, she walked out of the hotel lobby slowly, and when she reached the hotel entrance, it started to snow outside.

Song Cheng staggered out of the hotel, came to an open space in front of the door, looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

There is nothing in the sky, it is all black, only white snowflakes, floating down very small.

She reached out to catch it, but before she could see the snowflake clearly, it melted away.

She stared at the drop of water in her palm, and murmured, "Don't you even like me?"

Song Cheng smiled, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, she was so sad, why did she become like this.

Turned into a crybaby, emo-loving person.

"I'm so tired..." Her tears flowed out completely unconsciously, as if they would never dry up.

She looked up and looked at the snowflakes in the sky, getting bigger and bigger, from a small piece to a goose-feather snowflake.

"orange."

Song Cheng turned around, looked at the person opposite her with teary eyes, and asked him: "Who are you, I can't see clearly."

"Jiang Mo."

She smiled, pointed to the unmelted snow on the padded jacket, and said to him, "Look, it snowed a lot tonight!"

　(.︿.)
　　today is sad orange

　　Happy third grade!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)