Chapter 127 (1)

Tong Yao and her teammates took the next day off after they went back to the base. No one streamed that day. Even Little Fatty and Old Cat, who routinely streamed several hours every day, didnt get on-- --It wasnt because they were trying to avoid the storm they knew would be coming at them; it was Xiao Rui who wouldnt let them stream.

There must be a lot of people online waiting for the chance to troll you now. Lets not fall into the trap. Xiao Rui: Wait a couple of days till other teams have their matches and those people have new targets, then you guys can stream.

Taking advantage of this short break, A team and B team switched their training areas. Tong Yao and her teammates moved back to the first floor-- --There werent a lot of things to move: mouse, keyboard, a cup, and some other random items While everyone was busy moving things, Lu Sicheng sat on the couch with folded arms watching, with knit eyebrows like a master, Tong Yao running up and down the stairs with a box

Little Fatty carried a box full of his snacks down the stairs. When he passed Lu Sicheng, he gave him a look and sarcastically said: Cheng Ge, what are you doing here? Letting Tong Yao do the work for you while you space out here. Wheres your manners as a man

Little Fatty, dont provoke him. I told him to sit there and not move. His hand hurts. Tong Yao stretched her head from the railing on the second floor: Lu Sicheng, dont you move. If you dare move just one muscle, you cant touch me today.

Little Fatty: ......

Lu Sicheng exchanged a look with the dumbfounded Little Fatty. Lu Sicheng lifted his chin and had a speechless expression on his face, as if to say: See that?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Tong Yaos voice was loud enough for everyone at base to hear. Lu Yue sneered and took a bottle of tincture and stuffed it into his brothers hand. Then he looked up to ask: Dont touch you? What kind of touching are you talking about?

It was quiet upstairs for 3 seconds.

On the fourth second, Tong Yao threw one of her slippers downstairs as her answer.

The slipper was light and Lu Yue caught it in the air. He looked down at the child size slipper and was about to stuff it into Lu Sichengs hand as well. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the slightly reddish skin on his brothers wrist He was taken aback, then stopped joking around: Your hands inflamed again?

As a player who played a carry position, Lu Yue sometimes would have relapses of tenosynovitis himself when training was too intensive. Its a common condition many players who played carry positions have Besides, Lu Sicheng was the one who trained the most among all these players. Every morning after he got up, he would either get on a ranked game or do one and a half hours of farming training. It was almost like his daily routine

Lu Yue certainly knew how much a burden a 65 minutes long match was to Lu Sichengs hand-- -- Once the play time went over a reasonable amount of time, the pain multiplied from the damage done from overusing their wrist. That was the reason why towards the end of the last match, even a person like Lu Sicheng would subconsciously shake his wrist.

Because it hurt really badly.

Its fine. Tomorrow Ill have the therapist to work on it then itll be alright.

Lu Yue heard his brothers low voice, it sounded like the pain wasnt bothering him much. Lu Yue looked up at his brother and saw a calm face. Then Lu Sicheng used an even lower voice to say: Dont make a fuss about this. Dont let the one upstairs see it, otherwise

Lu Sicheng didnt finish his sentence.

Because Tong Yao came down with the last box full of things right then. She happened to see Lu Sicheng purse his lips and stopped talking After putting down the box, she glanced over at the bottle of tincture set on the table. She paused before asking: You have tincture? Ill rub some on your wrist in a bit?

Ill do it myself. Youre too clumsy. Lu Sicheng moved his hand a bit, turning the slightly reddish side away from where Tong Yao could see. He indifferently asked: Wheres the bandages?

In my room, Ill get it in a bit.

Tong Yao didnt suspect anything. As she was replying, she picked up the box again and hurried over to put things back to where they used to be-- -- This last box was all Lu Sichengs belongings. He even brought his Lucky Cat piggy bank with him to the second floor. Tong Yao took the heavy piggy bank out of the box, shook it, then stuck her fingers into it to pull out two cigarettes from inside and broke them in half to throw into the trash. She then put the piggy bank back to its original position.

She finished doing all these quite naturally, like they were her belongings.

Dubhe sat on Lu Sichengs chair during all this time coldly watching, without a sound. He only leaned back a little when Tong Yao was putting Lu Sichengs stuff back on his desk After Tong Yao had set everything back down on the desk, there were Dubhes mug, keyboard, and mouse still on the desk. She couldnt connect Lu Sichengs mouse and keyboard onto the computer if Dubhe didnt remove his