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Lying Flat in the Arena of Kings
墨書 Inktalez
I got lost in a small grove with the guy I like until it was dark.
The night was pitch black, and the wind was strong. I really needed to pee.
I was desperate and terrified, so I had no choice but to take care of it right there.
The next day, my friends exploded with excitement: "Get him! Make him yours!"
On the weekend, I was lounging around playing Honor of Kings when I got thoroughly mocked.
Honestly, it was partly my fault for being bad at the game.
In a match, I picked Zhong Kui to practice, and then...
As our jungler passed by me with low health, I confidently hooked towards the enemy—
I hooked him!
But the dancing Gao Jianli was pulled over and instantly took us both out.
That was me and that unfortunate jungler, Han Xin.
Han Xin quickly switched to taunting mode: "What? Did you hook him over here to play a tune for you?"
I silently bought an item and didn’t dare to speak.
However, the saying about fortunes changing is true.
After being killed by the opponent once again, my teammate Han Xin jumped out of the bushes with barely any health left, chasing after the enemy who was also low on health, looking cool and stylish.
I quickly moved my view to follow, but then...
Brother Han Xin collided with the wall twice in a row and then stabbed the Red Buff.
He died.
Finally, I seized the opportunity and shot back.
"Red Buff: I never thought I'd be the MVP in my life."
And just like that, things spiraled out of control.
Throughout the match, Han Xin and I exchanged taunts and insults, enjoying every moment of it.
When the game ended, we were still not done venting, so we decided to add each other on WeChat to continue our banter.
As I added a note, I hesitated for a moment and wrote: "The Wall Collision's Red Buff Slayer," which led to another round of insults.
After we got tired of arguing, he declared a truce: "No more insults, I'm going to eat."
I responded just as casually: "Get lost."
After leaving WeChat, I was scrolling through videos when I suddenly came across a voiceover from Kamen Rider.
So, playfully imitating that voiceover, I sent a voice message to my best friend.
"Cobra, once I accept my own weaknesses, I become invincible."
"What happened? What happened? What happened?"
Moreover, I learned it in an even more exaggerated way than the version circulating online, almost singing it out loud.
However, after waiting for a long time, instead of a reply from my best friend, I received another message.
"Wall Collision's Red Buff Killer: Hahahahahaha you won."
??
I was completely baffled. Just as I was about to mock him for realizing his mistake, I suddenly realized—
Damn it, I sent it to the wrong person.
It had been too long to retract the message.
Besides, he clearly heard it already; retracting wouldn't help.
Help me.
I had no idea what he was thinking, but I had already dug out a whole villa with my toes from embarrassment.
Suppressing my awkwardness, I quickly typed: "Sorry, sent it to the wrong person."
He replied instantly with another string of "hahaha," and finally added, "I don't mind."
I was actually considering whether or not to unfriend him, but my finger slipped and I ended up clicking into his Moments.
There were two selfies in his feed.
Well... he looked quite handsome.
Seeing that face, I suddenly thought that Han Xin from Wall Collision was also pretty good-looking.
I admit, I'm a bit of a Face Enthusiast. After looking at the photos, I quickly suppressed the urge to unfriend him.
But...
With such an awkward start, it would probably be hard to develop anything further, right?
Fortunately, he didn't make fun of me again; he might have been busy with something.
I let out a sigh of relief and then turned to share this incident in my Best Friends Group.
What was meant to be a complaint turned into a barrage of laughter.
Me: "..."
The next day, to heal my wounded heart, my three best friends decided to take me out for some fun—
We were going hiking in the suburbs.
I tried to protest, but my protests fell on deaf ears. Fei Fei had already booked the car and told me the driver was only two hundred meters away.
As we spoke, a black Benz slowly pulled up by the roadside.
The license plate ended with 93Z.
Indeed, everyone sighed in admiration, Fei Fei truly had the luck of a golden carp. Even on a weekend, when ordering a ride, she could end up in a Benz.
While their attention was focused on the car, mine was different.
Through the rolled-down window, I caught a glimpse of the driver's profile.
Even though he was wearing a mask, that high nose bridge and those eyes...
Definitely a handsome guy.
So, before they could react, I quickly hopped into the passenger seat.
My good friends completely overlooked the driver's good looks and settled into the backseat one after another.
I didn’t say anything, instead stealing glances at the driver beside me. After I had looked at him a couple of times, he surprisingly turned to glance at me as well.
Though he quickly shifted his gaze away, my heart raced a little faster.
Then—
His voice came to my ears, deep and pleasant, with an oddly familiar tone: "Please fasten your seatbelt."
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