A cold night in early winter.
The street is quiet.
The lights are dim.
In front of the stone pier on the side of the road, the former partners and teammates raised their heads slightly, and their calm faces seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light.
The tone was as gentle as ever.
It seems that he just used a very ordinary tone to say such a calm remark:
"I did blame you."
yes.
How can you not be resentful.
How high is the talent, how splendid the future should be, how heavy and painful it should be when such a cruel reality unexpectedly befalls him.
You can't blame God for injustice.
But the stagnant injustice and resentment always have to find an outlet.
"Probably the most difficult days when I was just injured."
Zhou Mo seemed to fall into memory, and he spoke slowly, as if he remembered something funny, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch:
"real."
"It's no exaggeration at all. In those days, my temper was really irritable. I was irritable in the convenience store every day, and I wanted to smash a few things to vent."
"But it's not good to smash things, you will lose money."
"Then you can only find some people to scold you."
"It's not okay to scold others, so I have to deliberately think of someone to come out."
"About a whole month, I have to scold your name in my head ten or twenty times every day. on your head."
Speaking of this, Zhou Mo laughed:
"Really, I never thought that so many crimes could be found on you—"
"I was so pissed off at the time..."
"Think, it's all your fault."
"In the S1 finals to play SSK, you are obviously the core and captain of the team's mid laner, why can't you lead us to the final victory?"
"Why did you lose to that guy Han Shihao by a tiny margin in the last sentence?"
"It's all your fault. If you win the championship at that time, everyone in the team can happily continue to get together."
"Also, even if you lose the game, everyone still feels bad. Why is it that you alone can be self-willed and disband the team that everyone worked hard to build?"
"It's all your fault. If the team hadn't disbanded so early, then it's a big deal. Let's learn from the lessons and start over. We lost to SSK in the first year, and in the second year and the third year, wouldn't we still have the opportunity to make up for our regrets."
"even-"
"If you hadn't disbanded the team, then everyone's life might not have become a mess, and my life... won't become like that."
"Perhaps, if it wasn't for leaving the team and returning to my hometown, I wouldn't have suffered the accident that happened later."
"So I have to blame you for my hand injury."
"and also."
"Why did you cut off contact with everyone after the team disbanded."
"Obviously, the relationship used to be so good, why does it seem like a stranger in the future just because of a loss in a game?"
"Why didn't you show up once when I was so difficult and painful, and there was no way to give me the slightest encouragement or comfort—"
When he said every sentence, Zhou Mo's tone of voice was always slow and steady, and he did not reveal the resentment and injustice that he had brought during that period of time.
But every word comes out.
But it was like a boulder, smashing on Lin Feng's body.
The smashing made him pale, and his figure seemed to be more and more shaky.
Because even through the plain and unadorned narration of the partner in front of him, he could still clearly and thoroughly feel the great grievances and pains the former had endured during those years.
Seemingly jokingly cited this item of "crimes".
But in fact.
Every one, indeed, has an inseparable relationship with him.
"It was my fault… "
Lin Feng muttered absentmindedly.
In the past so many years, the things about several former partners and teammates have always haunted him, which is a shadow brought by a huge guilt.
He knew very well how the reckless and hasty decision he made at the time, made only out of a whim, would affect and hurt those closest friends in the past.
but…
Even in the deepest and most fearful nightmare, he had never imagined such a scene.
It was not until he saw the hand injury of his former ADC teammate in front of him that he realized that the situation he had worried about the most seemed so pale and lacking imagination.
Hand injuries of eSports players.
It's no different than a track and field athlete losing both legs.
Especially for a professional ADC player whose talent was amazing enough to shake the entire world of e-sports, such a shocking scar on the right hand—
It is a direct and ruthless pronouncement of the death sentence of the end of his career.
There is no room for recovery.
Lin Feng originally thought that his fault was only in ruining the glory of the former team.
But the reality told him coldly and cruelly that what he had ruined was all the dreams and futures of his former partners.
…
"Do not blame you."
After the "criminal evidence" was listed so calmly but not in a hurry just now, these three words at this moment are inevitably a bit abrupt.
It's just that the tone of the speaker is still calm and gentle.
No sarcasm intended.
Lin Feng raised his head dazedly and looked at his former ADC companion in front of him.
Zhou Mo smiled slightly to meet Lin Feng's gaze:
"This sentence is not a lie."
"Just like what I just told you all is true, time is really a magical power, it can not only heal wounds, but also make people calm down and think about some problems."
"The grievances and injustices at the time were just because I couldn't find a way to vent, so I thoughtlessly and unreasonably blamed them on you."
"But actually—"
"Can't blame you."
"Or… "
Zhou Mo paused for a while, as if he was thinking seriously about his words, then shook his head and laughed:
"I used to blame, but now I can forgive me calmly."
forgive
Such words, in such a situation at this moment, seem to be unable to give people enough relief and comfort.
Lin Feng said awkwardly:
"I do not deserve."
Mu Qiu had originally said this to him in the most ironic and mocking tone, but at this moment, it was a determination that he himself believed without a doubt and was heartbroken.
yes.
Ask yourself, and move from place to place.
If he were to be put in Zhou Mo's situation, how could he be forgiven for such a thing.
A whole dream and future have been ruined, is it just a light "sorry" to offset the balance
"Maybe not in the past."
"But now, yes."
Zhou Mo's voice sounded, Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and he raised his head subconsciously, but met the former's gentle gaze in a daze:
"Did I tell you?"
"Today, I watched your game."
"But I forgot to mention. In the last half year, I have watched all the game videos you can find."
"A downfall."
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The update is sent, it's the weekend, ah, ah, you can go to bed earlier tonight, and try to get up early tomorrow to code.