Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Xi Ming had a bad time during this period.

He no longer broadcasts, no longer trains, does nothing, and shut himself at home.

He once liked to find superiority on the Internet, but now he dare not even open the Internet.

I'm afraid that the overwhelming will be his bad words.

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, it is probably this feeling.

What happened the other day seemed like a dream.

All of Xi Ming's mind was Qiao Shi's ridiculous smile, and sometimes it was the more ridiculous smile at Qiao Shi.

A smile like the sun, dazzling and out of reach.

Xi Ming was a little breathless, put on his hooded clothes, and wrapped himself tightly in the summer.

He was wearing a mask, and no one could see his face.

People passing by saw him dressed like this on such a hot day, and their eyes fell on him.

He has lived for so many years and never thought that one day he will be what he is now.

When he arrived at the team base, he passed the training room.

The door of the training room was not closed properly, and the sound inside came out through the gap.

"Xi Ming hasn't come yet."

"It's been a few days, coach, what do you think about this?"

"Now the Internet is talking about us Bury, Xi Ming's thing is like a bomb, we also lost the game, they can't tell how to laugh at us secretly."

The coach took two puffs of cigarettes and looked sad.

He doesn't know this.

He had long known that this situation would become like this, he shouldn't have shielded Xi Ming, leaving behind Joe Shiyue, now the team may have won the championship.

After thinking about it, he finally made a decision.

"When Xi Ming comes, let him terminate the contract with the team. He has too much negative news now, and we will only be dragged down by him. And... see if Qiao Shi will come... .."

After that happened, he once called Qiao Shi Yue in order to persuade him to come back.

But the other party didn't answer, and hung up.

Xi Ming stood at the door in a daze, his mind was blank, thinking nothing.

Until someone opened the door, saw him, stammered: "Xi...Xi Ming? Why are you here?"

Xi Ming looked at the faces of those people, but Qiao Shiyue was thinking in his heart.

He suddenly understood Qiao Shiyue a little. Was he also disappointed and painful when he faced these people that day?

When the thought came up, he denied himself.

No, Qiao Shi is such a arrogant person, he will never be like him, like a bereaved dog.

The corners of Xi Ming's mouth opened with an ugly smile, and his voice was also strange: "Qiao Shi Yue will not come back. It is not only me but you who forced him away."

Ignoring their pale expressions like snow, Xi Ming turned and left.

Passing a hot pot restaurant on the road, he looked inside through the transparent French windows.

It seems that they have just won their first championship that night.

He was still in excitement. After the smoke of the hot pot, Qiao Shi's face became more blurred, but his voice steadily reached his ears: "I am here, Bury is here, the champion, not only this time."

It seems really like what he said.

Bury was always fine when he was there.

He personally destroyed all this.

There is nothing to complain, nothing to regret.

Xi Ming thought this way, but saw the face on the reflective glass.

There are no tears, but they are clearly crying.

After calculating for such a long time, in the end, he still lost.

Now, Xi Ming, you are so sad.

He said to himself.