Wei Xiao stared at this line of words in a daze, thinking that he had blocked a wall, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.
He was not convinced: "There is no past! The current FTW is new!"
The captain didn't indulge in the past, he let it go long ago, and now FTW has a new look. Although it doesn't have the strength of the God's Team, whether he is Ning Zhehan, Yue Wenle and Bai Cai, they are all working hard for the final trophy. We can definitely bring FTW to the altar again!
Thinking like this, a low voice came out of a small corner of my head - is that just it
Yan Jiang had already said this, so he didn't want to be vague. He gave Wei Xiao the most straightforward sentence: "Not just FTW."
Wei Xiao's hand froze.
Yan Jiang: "Close, who was seventeen, ran away from home. I don't know his family situation, but I don't want to embarrass him."
This is the last sentence, there is only so much that can be said and can be said.
Yan Jiang quit the game, got up and left the training room.
Time in a foreign country is not the same as in the home country.
At ten o'clock in the evening in China, the sky here is covered with the afterglow of the sunset, reflecting the slow-flowing river water like a brocade.
Yan Jiang lit a cigarette, put his elbows on the railing, and stared coldly at the slowly falling sun.
three years ago.
FTW in full swing, half a teenager with a dream, after learning that he was about to be sold as a commodity, he couldn't sleep all night.
The peak is fleeting, and interests always come first.
Instead of letting the team of gods disappear next season, it is better to stop losses in time. FTW's idea of maximizing profits is to sell the players who have just won the world championship.
Jin Chengxuan's contract expired and he decided to return to China long ago. Yuanze, a mixed race, didn't care which division he was in, only Yan Jiang, Xie He, and Close hesitated.
Their contracts are all in the hands of FTW, and they are struggling.
Xie He hated Yan Jiang the most in the team. If it was not necessary, he could not say a word to him for a month, but today he took the initiative to find the captain and asked him, "What should I do?"
Yan Jiang: "..."
Xie He lowered his head, a cigarette almost burned to his fingers without touching it: "I want to stay in China."
He doesn't care about the team of gods or anything, and it doesn't matter if they are divided or not. Their relationship is just like that. It's better to be a teammate than an opponent.
Yan Jiang was straightforward: "FTW will not let you stay in the China division."
The Chinese division can't afford such sky-high prices. FTW just wants to sell them at the best price, regardless of which division they are in.
Xie He's fingers were scalded by the cigarette butt, and he didn't realize it. When he looked up, his black eyes were fierce: "Then what's the point of my own transfer!"
After all, there is no way to stay in the Chinese competition area. What is the difference between being sold and going by yourself? !
Yan Jiang looked at him: "At least it's your own choice."
Xie He: "… "
The world's No. 1 support, the world's No. 1 mid laner, the world's No. 1 top laner, the world's No. 1 ADC...
Behind the infinite glory, there is still darkness.
The development of domestic e-sports events has always been slower than that of foreign countries, especially some concepts have led to all aspects of society to despise and despise e-sports.
The clubs in the Chinese division, which have not been performing well for a long time, are far from attracting enough capital attention as they are now.
Domestic clubs can't afford such sky-high prices, but foreign competition areas are vying for high prices.
FTW doesn't care about the entire division, and even has a fluke mentality: they can still dominate the country by selling the God Team, and they may even cultivate a new God Team.
Why not
Except for Kim Sung-hyun, who had expired, the contracts of others were held in the hands of FTW, and there was only one way left for them.
Either they will be sold unnoticed, or they will take the initiative to contact the appropriate team and fight for the final rights.
As long as the price is right, FTW will respect their wishes.
Yuan Ze has lived in North America for a long time and went to areas he is familiar with.
Yan Jiang and Xie He went to Europe.
Yan Jiang went to a WP who only regarded him as a cash cow.
In those stormy days, even Xie and the man who never bowed their heads to look for Yan Jiang, but Close never showed the slightest vulnerability or helplessness.
Yan Jiang took the initiative to find Close.
In fact, in the entire team, the closest relationship with Close is Yuan Ze and Kim Sung Hyun.
It's a pity that Kim Sung Hyun and Won Taek can hardly understand the mood of the other three.
What they are about to face is not just leaving FTW, but also their hometown.
Far from home is easier said than done.
Yan Jiang has always had a cold temperament. In the face of Close, who is also cold, the two can live in the same room and double row for three hours without saying a word.
The fans at that time made up their minds, made various speculations, and proved that their relationship was not good one after another, and even felt that the arrival of Close was the source of the split FTW.
Because he and Yan Jiang are too similar.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not to mention that each team of gods is a tiger.
If Close is a lively younger brother, it may neutralize the atmosphere, but Close is colder than Yan Jiang, more independent than Xie He, how can it be possible to neutralize
Just intensify the conflict.
But in fact, Close used Solo to accompany Xie He and practiced a unique Melaleuca cloud.
Kim Sung Hyun also used Solo to make Close play a thief that scared all ADCs.
Yuan Ze's death knight and Close's hidden thief were once the best Uenos of Glory. How many wonderful operations were played and how many teams were beaten to death.
And Yan Jiang…
Does anyone know that Close's nine arcs are mastered in the double row with Yan Jiang.
God's team can't play doubles.
They couldn't let go of their pride and couldn't cooperate with each other.
But they won the undisputed 5V5 team championship.
Yan Jiang found Close.
At the time, Close was only seventeen years old, his birthday was on Christmas Eve, and he turned eighteen after Christmas.
Seventeen sounds like a very young age, but looking at the young man in front of him, it is difficult for people to feel the youthful air of youth.
He had an impeccable face, but never smiled.
He has a significantly better upbringing than ordinary people, and because of this, he is even more out of tune with his surroundings.
He is taciturn, his emotions and anger are indistinct, how can he look like a half-year-old boy? Many adults can't do this kind of calm and self-control.
Yan Jiang didn't like him very much.
It's hard to like someone who is very similar to you.
"What are your plans for the future?" Yan Jiang asked him.
Close was silent for a while.
Yan Jiang's voice was calm, and he told Close everything about the current situation and what was about to happen. Although he thought that Close understood, as an older adult, he still had to explain things clearly.
At least at this moment, Yan Jiang must treat him as seventeen, a minor.
Close listened quietly, didn't interrupt him from beginning to end, and didn't even ask him.
Yan Jiang seldom said so much, and he was a little irritable after speaking: Close understands, and he said it in such detail, like a mental retardation.
"Xie He and I are going to Europe, what about you." Yan Jiang threw the question to him.
Close raised his head sharply, a pair of black eyes that seemed to be forever without waves, showing a hint of anxiety.
Yan Jiang's heart sank.
Close's thin lips parted, and he only said one word for a long time: "Yeah."
He responded with an ambiguous answer, not commenting, not expressing his position, nor revealing his own thoughts.
However, Yan Jiang is no other.
A matter that even Yuan Ze was suspicious of, how could he not think much about it.
Yan Jiang took a light breath and asked him, "You wouldn't want to acquire FTW, would you?"
Close: "… "
Yan Jiang only felt that his throat was blocked with a breath, and his words took a cold breath: "It's not necessary."
Close still gave a cold "um".
Those words poured into his mouth, but in the end Yan Jiang still couldn't say it.
- No need, no one is worth so much.
It's hard to escape, why go back.
Yan Jiang signed the transfer contract faster than everyone imagined and signed it to WP.
He ended up sending Close a message: "There is no such thing as a banquet."
It took a long time for Close to send him two words: "See you later."
The FTW team loves Solo.
Every time the loser will say goodbye to the other side.
Yuan Ze, Xie He, Jin Chengxuan, and Close have all these words in their WeChat chat boxes.
Only Yan Jiang never soloed with them, so he never received it.
See you.
See you.
Yan Jiang put out the cigarette butt and stepped back into the training room on the falling night.
Lu Feng stared at the documents in front of him, but his thoughts couldn't fall on these things.
It was obviously an empty office, and it was a quiet late night, but there were always quarrels in my head.
The splendid house, the empty corridor, and the anger without the slightest restraint.
"Lu Mingze, get out!"
"Qinglei, don't be shameless."
"I was crazy to marry you."
"You have a kind of divorce!"
"Divorce? Make room for the woman you raised?"
What followed was endless distress and complaining.
"If I didn't give birth to you, why should I be stuck in this ghost place."
"It's all you, why did I give birth to you!"
The sharp stabbing pain penetrated into the nerve, and Lu Feng felt not only the pain in his head, but also the pain in his shoulders.
"E-sports? Our Lu family doesn't have waste like you!"
"I'm short of money, thinking of you and me?"
"What's your confidence when you ran away from home, didn't you die of starvation and didn't come back?"
"Playing games? I'll break your arm to see what spring and autumn dreams you are doing!"
Bang bang bang.
The knock on the door woke Lu Feng from his nightmare.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his raised knuckles gripped the pen so tightly that he seemed to break it.
"Captain?" Wei Xiao opened the door slightly, and a voice came in, "Are you busy?"
Lu Feng let go of his hand and got up to open the door.
In fact, the door was not closed, Wei Xiao always wanted to enter, but...
Lu Feng opened the door and hugged Wei Xiao.
Wei Xiao was stunned, feeling that the arms and arms that fell on his waist were very hard, as if a drowning person grabbed the only driftwood, eager to get out of the water, eager to catch a breath.
The dense heartache covered the entire chest, Wei Xiao hugged him back, and called him softly: "Captain..."
"Um."
"fine."
"… "
"I'm here."
As he spoke, his slightly hot lips touched the tip of Lu Feng's ear, very light and light, as soft as the softest wind in a spring day, swept away the cold night and brought in the scorching sun.
Lu Feng's heart trembled, and when he released him, he kissed his lips.
It's not a light kiss, it's not a gentle kiss, and it's not even a trick.
Just kissing him, demanding him, longing for him.
Like a person who has walked for a long time in the lonely and cold dark desert, absorbing the only clear water, the source of survival.
Wei Xiao was out of breath when he kissed him, but he didn't mean to push him away at all, instead he hugged him even harder and held him tightly.
"Do you?" Wei Xiao was moved.
Lu Feng didn't say anything, just a fine kiss from the corner of his slightly curved mouth, printed on his beautiful jawline, slender neck, raised collarbone...
Wei Xiao's toes curled up uncontrollably, and there was no way to hide in a small place like the sofa: "Don't, like this..."
He couldn't hold his hand down...
Lu Feng held his hand and said in a low voice, "No."
Wei Xiao said impatiently: "No, I can't bear it, I can't bear it."
Lu Feng clasped his wrist with one hand and kissed him: "That's it."
Wei Xiao's eyes widened, and his voice trembled: "Captain... Captain..."
Back in the bedroom, it took a long time for Wei Xiao to come back to his senses.
He was a little annoyed...
He was obviously going to talk to the captain, so why did he get into color, and it was so exciting.
Done.
The captain's skills are getting better and better!
Wei Xiao was really afraid that he would die in bed during the offseason.
Lu Feng came out of the bathroom, his body was still wet, Wei Xiao stared at it for a while, and his brain began to heat up again.
Why does she look so good!
As soon as I saw it, I couldn't remember what was going on!
Wei Xiao took a deep breath, jumped up and said, "I'll blow your hair."
Lu Feng was slightly startled and said, "No need."
Wei Xiao didn't care, he pressed him onto the sofa and jumped to find the hairdryer.
People's adaptability is really good. Wei Xiaoxiao, who has only done it once, has been able to jump around after the fact.
Wei Xiao wore short-sleeved shorts and knelt on the sofa, revealing slender and fair legs, which were particularly attractive.
Lu Feng lowered his head and let him blow his hair, but he couldn't help but put his hand on it.
Wei Xiao was ticklish and shrank: "Why?"
Lu Feng was worried that he would fall and took his hand away.
Wei Xiao saw through his intentions, took his hand and put him on his waist, still in his clothes.
Lu Feng: "..."
Wei Xiao winked at him.
Lu Feng squeezed him so hard that his legs softened.
After finally blowing his hair, Wei Xiao rested on his lap and whispered, "I just had a chat with Team Yan."
Lu Feng fiddled with his black-haired hand.
Wei Xiao changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, looking at him: "Captain."
Lu Feng: "Huh?"
Wei Xiao couldn't hide his thoughts: "Are we going to get married?"
Lu Fengxin was knocked down.
Wei Xiao has no face or skin and has reached a certain level: "If I were a woman, I should be pregnant by now."
Lu Feng: "..."
Wei Xiao clicked his tongue: "So many and so full, I..."
Lu Feng couldn't listen anymore: "Shut up."
Wei Xiao's mouth was reckless, but the blush on his face revealed a little shyness: "Am I wrong, when did you..."
Lu Feng pointed his finger down and pressed it hard on his lips.
Wei Xiao didn't say anything, just held his finger directly.
Lu Feng: "..."
Then, Wei Xiao, who was leaning on the captain's thigh, was startled: "Is this ying?"
The army team couldn't bear it any longer: "Go to bed early."
Wei Xiao: "Uh..."
Lu Feng got up and Wei Xiao quickly hugged him by the waist and said, "No more trouble, no more trouble."
How could Lu Feng get up
Wei Xiao rubbed against his belly and said coquettishly, "I want to talk to you for a while."
Lu Feng didn't dare to put him on the pillow, he pulled him up and hugged him in his arms and said, "What do you say."
Wei Xiao stared at Brother Tent, then cleared his throat and said, "How about first..."
Lu Feng raised his eyebrows.
Wei Xiao was afraid of being driven downstairs, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, just talk."
Is he so wronged
If you want to help your boyfriend, your boyfriend will get angry.
Wei Xiaosheng brought back the topic that had gone astray: "Captain, I want to be with you for the rest of my life."
Lu Feng's chest was hot, he kissed his tip and said, "Me too."
Wei Xiao: "Like a husband and wife."
Lu Feng didn't like the word husband and wife.
"I will always love you," he said softly.
Wei Xiao's mouth curved: "Me too."
Lu Feng believed in him, and he knew that Wei Xiao also believed in him.
What could be happier than this.
Two people who love each other have the same mind.
There is a reason why Wei Xiao has been revolving around marriage. He finally asked the point: "Mr. Lu."
Lu Feng looked at him.
Wei Xiao's eyes were bent, and he said without shame or impatience: "As your de facto wife, should I know about your family situation?"
Lu Feng: "..."
It's a very serious topic, because Wei Xiao's wife has changed its taste.
For the first time in Lu Feng's life, when he thought of his family, what came up was not irritability and gloom, but not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Lu Feng curled his lips: "Wife?"
Wei Xiao's bottom line has fallen to 20,000 miles under the sea: "Old..."
Lu Feng was afraid of him: "Okay."
Wei Xiao smirked: "When I was Cao, I dared to call me anything, now..."
Lu Feng bit his mouth: "There is nothing you dare to say at this meeting."
Wei Xiao was afraid of digressing again, and quickly pulled the little train back: "I, Wei Xiao, have a pair of parents who are not necessary. You have seen my mother. I will show you Wei Quan when I come back." I don't want to call him Dad.
Lu Feng felt sorry for him and replied, "Well."
Wei Xiao said about himself and asked him, "What about you?"
Lu Feng paused, his voice very light: "Lu Mingze, Qinglei."
The two unfamiliar names have no superfluous feelings.
Wei Xiao's heart froze.
Lu Feng's voice was dry, but he was trying to say: "Commercial marriage, torture each other..."
Lu Mingze and Qinglei tortured each other, and only the young Lu Feng suffered.
Wei Xiao just listened to him, and the tip of his nose became sore: "Captain..."
Lu Feng didn't want him to cry because of this kind of thing, and his voice became calmer: "It's okay, I put it down long ago."
Father, mother, home, affection.
After making continuous efforts and striving for it, after making himself extremely good, and after fulfilling all their demands but still getting no response, he gave up.
Life is not just about parents.
From the moment he stepped out of the house, Lu Feng just wanted to live for himself.
Wei Xiao was so distressed: "You will have me in the future."
Lu Feng smiled: "Well."
Wei Xiao: "I will be your friend, your lover, and your family."
Lu Feng once told him this, and now Wei Xiao finally realized its weight.
Giving and wanting to have.
Lu Feng could bear Wei Xiao's rude words, but he couldn't bear his cute appearance.
"Little."
"Um?"
"Can it be done?"
Wei Xiao: "!"
take it easy…
Wei Xiao, who was so dizzy, thought—
Understanding is a process, and it is impossible to fully understand it overnight.
He has time and wants to know.
No one understands Lu Feng, he will understand him.
Understand his past, present and future.