[Esports] Pheromones say we're a match made in heaven.

Occasionally, students would come in to clean the classroom during the school's big cleaning, so the floor wasn't very dirty. The opening and closing of the door would create a gentle breeze, and the dust in the afternoon air would float quietly in the sunlight streaming in from the window.

Qin Yi leaned against the door, drawing Chi Feifan into a corner.

In the corridor, the sound of students' footsteps could be heard. Some went to the toilet in twos and threes, while others carried basketballs and called to their friends as they prepared to go to the playground.

Chi Feifan held his breath.

Neither of them spoke, like two students who were having an early romance and were afraid of being discovered, hiding in a corner of the classroom during the next class, which was either PE or recess.

As the sounds outside gradually subsided, the sound of a basketball being dribbled carried down the stairs.

Chi Feifan raised his eyes slightly and found that Qin Yi was also looking at him, which gently eased his secretly tense nerves.

Abruptly averting his gaze, Chi Feifan carefully examined the classroom: "Where were you sitting?"

The school bell rang, and the corridor returned to silence.

Qin Yi turned his head to look at the last row of seats by the window and pointed to them for Chi Feifan: "Over there."

The classroom is very large, and those in the back rows don't have a very good view of the blackboard.

It's quite a coincidence, Chi Feifan used to sit in that same spot when he was in school.

However, Qin Yi might simply be tall, and Chi Feifan might simply be not paying attention in class, so there's no need for them to occupy the good seats in the front.

"I didn't realize how small these desks are when I was in school," Qin Yi said, stretching his legs as he sat down. His long legs looked particularly cramped under the desk.

"What did you like to do when you were in class?" Qin Yi propped his head up, looking just like his lazy self back in school.

Chi Feifan paused for a moment, then leaned against the table with his eyelids drooping indifferently: "Sleep, look at the scenery."

He remembered that there used to be a big tree outside his window, which would shade him when he took a nap in the afternoon, and occasionally a few birds would chatter on it.

Qin Yi's eyes crinkled as he maintained this posture and stared at Chi Feifan for a while.

Chi Feifan stood on one leg, the other slightly bent. His baseball cap blocked most of the sunlight from reaching his face, revealing only a small tuft of yellow hair at the back of his neck. One sleeve of his school uniform was rolled up, while the other had slipped down as he was pulled through the door, almost covering his fingertips.

He looked down, lost in thought, his shoulders and back hunched over with smooth yet resilient lines.

A gust of wind blew in through the half-open window, causing Qin Yi's heart to stir slightly.

He got up and approached Chi Feifan.

As soon as Chi Feifan looked up, his hat was taken off and his hands, which were on the table, were grasped.

Chi Feifan forgot to breathe. A deep sense of immorality welled up from the bottom of his heart, and in an instant, half of his body went numb.

Qin Yi actually kissed him here.

"Wait a minute, what if someone sees us..."

Qin Yi raised his hand and pressed down on the head of the person in front of him who was trying to back away, and whispered to comfort him.

"No, this classroom is at the very end; no one would go to the end for no reason."

Qin Yi gently stroked the other's palate, and while the other was momentarily stunned and relaxed, he turned his head and kissed him even deeper.

Chi Feifan squinted, the warm sunlight filtering through the gaps in his eyelashes. The whole world was silent, as if only he and Qin Yi remained. All he could hear were their disordered breathing and their pounding hearts.

It was only after a long time that the unanimous answers from the students in the next classroom brought him back to reality.

He seemed to be in the early summer when Qin Yi was a teenager, and he was immersed in Qin Yi's life at that time.

Qin Yi's hand, which was pressing on the back of his hand, accidentally touched the ring on his ring finger.

This was like some unspoken signal. Chi Feifan's fingertips trembled, he closed his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

Sensing Chi Feifan's unfamiliar and awkward response, Qin Yi tightened his grip on the back of Chi Feifan's neck with each response.

*

Having just finished a physics class, the elderly homeroom teacher, over fifty years old and dressed in a Zhongshan suit, had a book tucked under his arm and a glass of tea in his hand.

He unscrewed the cup and took a small sip to test the temperature when a student suddenly ran up behind him.

This student is a member of the student council and usually goes from class to class checking students' appearance and demeanor with a deduction book.

He was now panting heavily: "Principal Zhang, I'm reporting someone who's been loitering around campus during class time and has dyed their hair!"

The old homeroom teacher was a rigid old man who usually enforced strict discipline in the grade. When he heard the student leader say this, he immediately frowned, twisted the lid off his cup, and went to arrest the person in a menacing manner.

"I want to see which class this student is from, and which homeroom teacher taught him!"

The school was so big that by the time the student leaders arrived at the place where he had seen the people, they had already disappeared.

The old homeroom teacher immediately felt his authority had been challenged, and with a command, he led his men to check the surveillance footage, determined to find the culprit.

Many surveillance cameras in the school captured their images. The two did not seem like students who skipped class; students who skip class usually don't act so carelessly.

Especially the tall guy, who actually turned around and waved at the surveillance camera, his arrogance was written all over his face.

"Principal Zhang, they seemed to have visited your office about twenty minutes ago," the head of the security department said, pointing to one of the display screens.

The old homeroom teacher frowned. His computer and other belongings were all in his office. If these two had stolen something, it wouldn't be as simple as just a school reprimand.

He rushed to his office, the wig covering the top of his head almost being blown off by the wind.

However, he nervously checked his office carefully and found that nothing important was missing, and there were even a few lollipops left on his desk.

Ok?

The head teacher then noticed that there seemed to be something under the lesson plans on his desk.

He pulled it out and took a look, a rare look of surprise flashing across his face.

This is a wedding invitation, and it still carries a faint fragrance.

The old homeroom teacher opened the invitation, frowned, and quickly glanced through it. When he saw that familiar yet annoying name, he froze on the spot.

"Principal Zhang, are you alright?" The head of the security department, who had come with him, looked at the man's face and felt a thin layer of cold sweat on his back.

The old homeroom teacher's breathing gradually became rapid. He slammed the invitation shut with a "snap," his chest heaving violently, as if his blood pressure had skyrocketed.

He said that the arrogant figure in the surveillance footage looked familiar, and it turned out to be Qin Yi, that little brat.

This kid actually has the nerve to come back.

The old head teacher plopped down in his chair and waved to the head of the security department: "It's alright, there's no need to investigate this matter. You can go back now."

The head of the security department felt like he had been granted a pardon and quickly slipped out of the office.

The old homeroom teacher's temples throbbed. He leaned back in his chair for a while to catch his breath, then opened the invitation on the table again and began to examine it carefully.

It felt like just yesterday that Qin Yi went off to play games without saying a word. He still remembered the feeling of disappointment and helplessness.

Unexpectedly, five or six years have passed in the blink of an eye. The person who used to sleep in class because he thought the questions were easy and he understood them, and who was then woken up by being hit hard with chalk, is now getting married.

He initially said he never wanted to know anything about Qin Yi again, but the kid became famous for his gaming skills, and many gamers were talking about him, making it hard for him to avoid hearing about it. Now, he's even come back to school.

He's like a persistent ghost; he must have done something terrible in his past life to be Teacher Qin Yi in this one.

While lamenting how quickly time flies, the former homeroom teacher looked at the invitation and didn't know whether to be angry or amused.

What's infuriating is what happened back then, but what's funny is that Qin Yi actually succeeded in becoming a professional gamer, and people still remember him in the end.

"Sigh..." The old homeroom teacher let out a long sigh and put the invitation away.

At the same time, Qin Yi and Chi Feifan arrived at their school playground, preparing to cross the playground to go back.

A basketball flew through Qin Yi's hands on the basketball court. With quick reflexes, Qin Yi intercepted the ball, dribbled it twice, aimed at the distant basketball hoop, and made a precise shot. The basketball went straight into the net.

This immediately attracted a lot of attention on the field.

A child standing nearby pointed at him and opened his mouth, saying, "You...you're that esports player, the one from Hawk, the one with Live!"

The child was so excited that he stammered a little, and Qin Yi blurted out, "No, a lot of people say that I look a lot like him."

After saying that, Qin Yi turned to her boyfriend and asked, "Am I good?"

They were quite far from the basket, so it's really impressive that they managed to make the shot.

But Chi Feifan pulled down his hat brim and said expressionlessly, "It's alright, just so-so."

This was clearly not a good evaluation, but Qin Yi laughed.

Suddenly, an arm was draped over Chi Feifan's shoulder, and the two shadows swayed in the gradually setting sun. The aroma of various delicacies from the food street across from the school wafted on the wind.

In that instant, time and space seemed to be torn apart and reassembled, as if they had been like this in their youth.