After the rebirth I married my nemesis

Chapter 1192
Qian Xi came back to her senses, put aside distracting thoughts and started a new round.

This time she remembered Fu Zhilin's words, and focused on the two things of protection and vision.

After 10 minutes of the start, the opponent was forced to surrender directly with the crushing situation.

Qianxi pursed her lips involuntarily: "This... is too fast!"

She has just found the consciousness to serve as a support, and she hasn't fully developed it yet.

Hearing her words, Fu Zhilin was not as cold as usual, but a bit more girlish, with a faint smile on his lips, "It's us who pulled the pace too fast, passers-by don't have professional players in their hearts. So stable, it is easy to be defeated! This time we slow down the tempo, you have to learn to command and bring the tempo up."

Qian Xi heard his words, nodded without hesitation, and quickly pulled him into the game again.

Fu Zhilin trained with her all afternoon like this, explaining to her the style of play and the rhythm of command, the deployment and control of vision, the purchase of equipment, the damage value caused by defensive towers and the ability of each level of a hero to withstand a set of skills of other heroes. harm……

It wasn't until dusk at sunset that Qian Xi couldn't help rubbing her already stiff neck, and Fu Zhilin realized that it was already evening.

"That's all for today, you take a rest first, go and see the green plants outside!" After the round ended, Fu Zhilin quit the game directly.

Qianxi felt that her eyes were dry and uncomfortable, she nodded and got up and walked to the French window, and saw a wide green grass field outside the villa...

Looking at her slender back, Fu Zhilin suddenly frowned, his right hand hanging by his side suddenly trembled violently from the corner of his eye.

Qianxi turned her head and asked, "Aren't you tired? Come and have a look too."

"No need, look, I'll go back to the room." He replied softly, when he stood up and turned around, he put his right hand in his pocket without a trace, and walked upstairs.

Qian Xi's eyebrows were slightly drawn back, and her eyes followed his back until the back disappeared from sight, but she didn't look back.

Fu Zhilin returned to the room, with his left hand he tried his best to hold down his right hand which seemed to be shaking constantly with Parkinson's, and walked quickly to the bedside table.

He opened the drawer, took out the white medicine bottle, bit off the cap with his mouth, poured out two white pills, and swallowed them dryly...

Xin Chang sat slumped on the bed with a heavy body, the effect of the medicine was not so fast, his hands were still shaking violently, fine and dense sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, he was short of breath, and he was enduring the excruciating pain to the utmost extent.

dong dong!

The sudden knock on the door startled him, and he looked up at the closed door...

For a moment, the word "come in" was on his lips, and he knew very well that as long as she saw his shaking hands, she would soften her heart and feel distressed...

Maybe you will be so moved that you will agree no matter what you say.

but--

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

There were things he hoped she would never know.

For example, why did he miss the appointment back then.

Another example. Why did his hands become like this.

The rhythmic knock on the door continued.

Fu Zhilin took a deep breath, put his hands in his pockets again, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a paper towel, and returned to his usual calm appearance, then got up and went to open the door.

Qianxi stood at the door, holding a hot towel in her hand, "Just apply it."

Fu Zhilin looked down at the white towel, his chest trembled, and he pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "No, I'm fine..."

(End of this chapter)