Chapter 347: Return of the Cleaver
Lin Feng flicked his mouse and pressed a quick combination of keys on the laptop’s keyboard. An Xin’s question barely registered in his mind, and the hesitation in her voice escaped him entirely. He had his Ryze kill another minion while also dodging a skillshot from Ezreal and then said, “Yeah. Didn’t you say you liked the Ashe plushy? That’s why I wanted to get you it.”
An Xin stared at Lin Feng, her eyes round and wide. She chewed on her lips, hesitating, and eventually mumbled, “I just kinda said it…”
“But I promised you I’d get it, so I have to get it,” Lin Feng replied, his gaze locked on his monitor.
An Xin felt the corners of her lips tugging upwards. She put her hand on Lin Feng’s shoulder and rested her head on it, her heart racing in her chest. You idiot. Only when you’re playing League do you not have the spare space of mind to think of something stupid to say. She took a deep breath and said, “I would’ve really liked it--”
“Ah! So close! Damn delay!” Lin Feng exclaimed. His Ryze had just hit Level 6. He’d activated his ultimate and engaged on the Ezreal. But there was a short delay between each of his skill activations. He got the initial root on Ezreal, but the subsequent gap meant that he couldn’t complete his usual damage combo before the root broke and Ezreal flashed away. Lin Feng shook his head and focused back on farming minions. He then replied to An Xin, “Yeah. I really tried too. Just isn’t my day I think. Look at how I’m playing! It’s so bad…”
“You big idiot,” An Xin said, her voice soft.
Lin Feng glanced at An Xin and he yelped, “Hey! What are you doing!? Why are you leaning on me! And why am I an idiot? What did I do!?”
An Xin sat up straight again and narrowed her eyes a bit. She replied, “You’re a big idiot because I say you are. What? Are you going to tell me I can’t call you a big idiot?”
“You’re bullying me! You’re a bully!” Lin Feng exclaimed.