AWM: PUBG - Chap 86 END
The next morning, Qi Zui woke up and gently touched Yu Yang’s forehead.
His temperature was normal.
Yu Yang was breathing steadily, sleeping soundly against Qi Zui. Aside from a few more love marks on his body, everything was just like usual.
Suddenly, Qi Zui remembered the manga poster of “Youth” that the club had released.
The manga version of Youth on the poster was only wearing Level 3 armor, revealing faint tattoos, holding his favorite GROZA, with a defiant and fierce expression.
That was the version of Youth in other people’s eyes.
Qi Zui gently traced the two rows of tattoos on Yu Yang’s upper back. Every time he kissed this spot last night, Yu Yang would make a suppressed sound, as if it was more sensitive than other areas.
But Yu Yang didn’t even try to avoid it. He would go along with whatever Qi Zui wanted, enduring whatever he did. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he would bury his head in Qi Zui’s chest, allowing him to do as he pleased.
Youth, innocent and easily deceived. He couldn’t even distinguish which of Qi Zui’s words were true and which were flirtation.
In any case, he never refused.
Half a year ago, Xie Chen deliberately described to Qi Zui how adorable and soft Yu Yang would be if he used Rush, in order to test if Qi Zui would become violent out of love.
Looking back at last night… Qi Zui felt that there was no difference between Yu Yang and someone under the influence of drugs.
It wasn’t in vain that he endured for so long, gradually desensitizing Yu Yang, finally completely curing his illness.
If there was an unexpected gain, it was that Yu Yang had an extremely high level of trust in him in bed, to the point of being at his beck and call.
Yu Yang stirred slightly, his arm coming out from under the covers. The air conditioning in the room was set low, and Qi Zui was afraid he might feel cold, so he gently pulled the blanket up. Yu Yang’s eyelashes fluttered, and he woke up.
“It’s okay, go back to sleep,” Qi Zui glanced at the time and whispered, “It’s only nine o’clock.”
Yu Yang opened his eyes, still a bit drowsy.
The memories of last night rushed back, and Yu Yang instantly became alert.
Last night…
The two of them had done it.
Not only that…
All the things Yu Yang couldn’t say in ordinary times, he said them all under Qi Zui’s semi-forceful urging…
Yu Yang buried his head in the pillow, filled with embarrassment and indignation.
Qi Zui knew he was feeling shy, so he didn’t mention what happened last night. He changed the subject with a smile, “After the exhibition match, we’ll probably stay here for two or three days. When we return to China… shall we go directly to my home?”
Yu Yang raised his head, hesitating, “Not back to the base?”
“After the competition, we’ll have a break,” Qi Zui said, “There will be no one at the base, and you won’t be able to find practice matches. So, what’s the point of going back?”
Yu Yang realized it made sense, but he still felt a bit nervous about going straight there. “Aren’t we disturbing your parents too much if we stay at your place?…”
Qi Zui laughed, “Disturb? My mom would love it. She has been urging me several times already. She really likes you, otherwise, she wouldn’t be so concerned.”
“As for whether we stay or not… If you like staying, we can stay for a few days,” Qi Zui didn’t force Yu Yang, he just whispered, “How about trying to sleep in my room? The rumors about being a child bride have been circulating for so long. Let’s make it a reality?”
Yu Yang’s ears turned red, but after a moment, he nodded in agreement.
Qi Zui wanted Yu Yang to rest a little longer, but Yu Yang had his responsibilities as the team captain. He was afraid of being discovered by other teammates if he woke up too late, so he wanted to appear in the breakfast room as soon as possible to avoid speculation.
However, downstairs was already busy, and no one even thought about the two of them.
Xinba was sick.
Well, it couldn’t exactly be called an illness; he got drunk.
Xinba didn’t know how to drink, but last night, he believed he reached the pinnacle of his life. Everything went perfectly, and he was so happy that, without anyone’s persuasion, he generously downed one glass after another of strong cocktails. He had about five or six glasses with high alcohol content. After returning, he started feeling unwell since early morning, vomiting a few times. Lao Lai took him to a nearby hospital, and it turned out to be nothing serious. After some examinations, they said it was mild dehydration combined with mild gastroenteritis. They gave him an IV drip and prescribed a few medications before sending him back.
Xinba was in good spirits when he returned. He apologized to everyone and obediently took the medicine and a nutritional meal. However, his complexion remained pale, much weaker than usual.
“I don’t know if taking medicine alone will be enough,” Lai Hua furrowed his eyebrows. “I can’t speak English, so I can’t explain it to them properly, and I don’t know what the doctors said… Where’s Qi Zui? Should we ask him to take Xinba to see a doctor again?”
“Qi Zui? Don’t count on him,” He Xiaoxu said, lowering his head and flipping through the small booklet containing Xinba’s medical records from the hospital, sneering. “Right now, he’s probably floating in joy. He won’t bother about you…”
Before He Xiaoxu could finish his sentence, Qi Zui and Yu Yang entered the room one after the other.
“What kind of medication did they prescribe?”
Qi Zui had already read the records in the HOG private chat group. He picked up the boxes of medication on the table, examined them, and translated the instructions. They were the appropriate medications.
Bu Nana was worried, “It may not be a serious issue. I had the same symptoms when I drank too much last year, and it passed without taking any medicine. But we have a competition tomorrow…”
“And you guys too!” He Xiaoxu started shifting blame, annoyed. “Why did you drink so much for no reason?! You were fine when you started with some soft drinks…”
Lao Kai coughed awkwardly, “But didn’t you suddenly say that you’ll foot the bill no matter how much we drink…”
He Xiaoxu was infuriated.
Bu Nana tried to mediate, “Everyone is at fault, Lu Xun once said, ‘Don’t drink and dance before a solo competition,’ but you didn’t listen. Look, you ended up being knocked out…”
“Lu Xun never said that…” He Xiaoxu was too frustrated to argue anymore. “Whatever… it’s just an exhibition match anyway. We can just handle it casually.”
“How can we handle this?” Qi Zui looked at Xinba from top to bottom, frowning. “If he starts vomiting and having diarrhea in the middle of the match, someone who doesn’t know might think our team is maliciously competing and intentionally disrupting the other players’ environment…”
Xinba imagined that scenario and felt like crying without tears.
“Even an exhibition match is still a competition, and we’re just going to handle it?” Lai Hua shot He Xiaoxu a disdainful glance, then looked at Qi Zui after some consideration and made a decision. “Tomorrow, you’ll stand in for Xinba.”
Qi Zui was taken aback and looked at Xinba, “Me? Standing in for him?”
“Okay, okay!” Xinba pleaded pitifully, “Is that… is that okay? Can God Qi’s hand hold up? It’s all my fault…”
Qi Zui moved his wrist a bit, paused for a moment, and nodded. “It’s a four-game exhibition match. It shouldn’t be a problem.”
And so, the decision was made.
Yu Yang, who had quietly boiled a pot of hot water for Xinba, returned and heard Lai Hua’s arrangement. His dark eyes suddenly lit up.
Could he finally have a solo match against Qi Zui?
Qi Zui turned his head and smiled at Yu Yang. They understood each other without saying a word.
Due to various reasons, Yu Yang had only played a solo match with Qi Zui once, and it was during the Busan Invitational Tournament.
At that time, Qi Zui had a serious hand injury, and Yu Yang hadn’t gone through the grueling training of the past six months.
After six months, both of them had been eagerly looking forward to this confrontation.
The next day, when it was announced that Drunk would be playing, commentators from various regions fiercely debated who was the number one solo player between Drunk and Youth.
In the Chinese region, Commentator A favored Qi Zui more and analyzed before the match, “Considering overall strength, Drunk should be slightly stronger, and his potential is incredibly high. Despite being hindered by a hand injury, he still has a greater chance of winning.”
Commentator B shook their head, “But as you mentioned, he has a hand injury. Youth is different. Youth is improving almost every day. Although Qi Zui completely dominated him in the Busan match, so much time has passed. This solo match… it’s hard to say.”
The two commentators couldn’t reach a consensus, so they had to wait for the outcome on the battlefield.
The solo match officially began.
In the first game, Qi Zui ranked first in the individual round, killing four players and earning 540 points. Yu Yang ranked seventh, killing six players, and earning 265 points.
In the second game, Qi Zui ranked sixth in the individual round, killing five players, and had a total score of 840. Yu Yang ranked second, killing five players, and had a total score of 710.
In the third game, Qi Zui ranked second in the individual round, killing seven players, and had a total score of 1,280. Yu Yang ranked third, killing eight players, and had a total score of 1,125.
After three games, Bu Nana took off his headphones, looked at the astounding scoreboards of Qi Zui and Yu Yang, and angrily threw the mouse, “What the hell happened to the exhibition match? The opening script is completely wrong, isn’t it? Am I the only one who thought of not picking up a single gun and just being a Didi driver1 throughout the match. How did all of you start playing like it’s a regular match? As the champion team, can’t we entertain a bit and let a team that hasn’t won a prize take a position in the exhibition match?”
Lao Kai looked at Bu Nana with a dumbfounded expression and said, “These two are crazy about playing a proper match. They finally have an opportunity. The fans on the forums and Weibo are even placing bets. Do you want them to play an exhibition match for you?”
On the commentator’s desk, Commentator A laughed and said, “There’s only one round left in the match, and Yu Yang needs to surpass Qi Zui by more than a hundred points in a single round. This… seems impossible, right? Hahaha.”
Commentator B looked into the distance, focusing on Yu Yang, who appeared calm and determined and shook his head. “For Youth, nothing is impossible. As I always say, as long as the game isn’t over, Youth has unlimited potential and can fight with all their might until the last point, the last second.”
Commentator A spread his hands and had to agree with Commentator B, “Yes, it’s well known that Youth is very good at turning the tide. Let’s look forward to a miracle. But I have to say, if Youth is the creator of miracles, then Drunk… he himself is a miracle.”
The brief break ended, and the HOG team returned to their positions. Before taking their seats, Yu Yang looked up at Qi Zui.
Qi Zui’s eyes gleamed, and the two locked eyes. They raised their hands simultaneously and lightly bumped fists. Then they took their seats, put on their headphones, and performed a final check of their peripherals and game settings.
The final round of the match officially began.
–End–
