WanderingPhoenix

Xiao Yi "Frost" was only 15 years old when he entered an esports team alongside his childhood friends. He was the youngest person to win the world championship trophy. And then, his team disbanded and he disappeared. 

[@X-Frost: I'm retired!]
[@Everyone else: Did we consent to that? Get back here.]

Frost left the esports world, and four years later there was a boy with light blue eyes who always slept on his brother's stream dubbed "Sleeping God".

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Frost [BL]

"You should be careful. Your new friend is either a retired esports player who continued past his prime, a student who hasn't joined the industry yet, or…" Xiao Qiu sighed. "It's Midnight or Xue. Other than them, unless he's not Chinese, he's not in the industry."

Xiao Yi remembered his brother's words from a few months ago and could only sigh as he stared at the man in front of him. His brother was right, once again.

A jack-of-all-trades captain that didn't play by the same rules as other teams.

After a few moments had passed, Midnight got up and offered his hand. "I'm-"

"A bastard." Xiao Yi interrupted him.

Surprisingly, Midnight laughed and withdrew his hand to brush back his hair. "A bastard? It's not the first time I've been called that but usually I make quite an impression beforehand."

Xiao Yi stared at him for a moment, deciding whether to stay or leave. By the time Midnight had gotten it out of his system, Xiao Yi had stolen his seat at the bar as well as the glass of beer he hadn't had a chance to taste yet.

He chuckled and ordered another glass as he sat next to Xiao Yi.

Midnight stared at the boy who didn't make eye contact with him and clicked his fingers against the table. "Since the beginning."

He turned his head away and took a drink. "Do you know how many competent assassins there have been in China?"

"There's not many, right? Just us three who could evenly compete. I already played against Xue a few times."

"Well, Xue and I grew up together, too. That left one." He leaned forward to look at his face. "Am I better looking than Xue?"

Xiao Yi finally reacted. He turned his head to glare at Midnight and cursed. "Little bastard, get your eyes checked."

Midnight looked at him for a long moment, then breathed. "Ah, you're right, I am better looking. Do you want to know my name?"

To be fair, he didn't have much of a reason to hate him in the first place. They'd already cleared up the situation on the island, and he helped him when he tried to hide his strength from his brother. However, he also snooped into his past with his previous team.

He couldn't exactly hate him for that, either. He did it in good faith, as a captain to another captain, trying to bring the truth into the light, even if it was just for his team.

But… He lied about his identity.

He didn't lie, neither of them asked. He also didn't say he was Frost.

Xiao Yi turned back to the man without saying anything, and Midnight hummed. "I'm Yang Yutao."

Yang Yutao smiled. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Xiao Yi nodded. "I still think you're a bastard."

Yang Yutao pushed his finger against the skin underneath his ear and quickly pulled his hand away while shaking it, hissing. "Gosh, it's so hot."

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes, but his lip twitched and his voice was lighter. "Stop being stupid."

Yang Yutao put his hand over his heart and grieved. "It's really hot, I just burned my hand!"

Chapter 86