He Changkong had felt for a long time that Shen Yanming was somewhat different from what he had known. He didn't understand where these differences came from, and could only tell himself that not everything would develop as he had imagined. Now, after hearing Shen Yanming's confession, which would surely sound strange to others, He Changkong had a vague idea of what was going on.
This makes sense. Why did Shen Yanming, who should have joined CTG a long time ago, become a streamer this time? Why did he pretend to be a rookie and then expose his strength to beat Aji when he met him? All these things seem to have answers.
But he still needs to confirm the answer.
So he asked, this is not a dream, right
It doesn't matter what the answer is, whether it is really a prophetic dream beyond imagination, or whether Shen Yanming and he are people who have lived a new life against common sense, he will tell him that even if the ending seems to be written in advance, they can change the future together.
But after asking, he felt abrupt. He had just thrown the question out without much thought, not even considering whether Shen Yanming would be frightened by his question.
Or maybe Shen Yanming was just giving an example casually, so the way he asked the question seemed very crazy.
Shen Yanming was indeed frightened.
He turned around and tilted his head slightly upwards. His slightly flustered expression was clearly visible under the light of the street lamp. He seemed to have a lot to say but didn't know where to start. Finally, he picked up a sentence from the pile of words he wanted to say: "... Why do you ask that?"
Shen Yanming had no way to explain the strange and supernatural thing of rebirth, but he had to talk about his experience in order to explain why he had a knot in his heart. As a compromise, he decided to use the dream as an excuse.
When Shen Yanming said that he felt a little traumatized because of a dream, he was still worried that He Changkong would think he was sick. What kind of fragile shark with a glass heart can't distinguish between dreams and reality, and even give up what he wants to do because of a dream
Finally, He Changkong asked him if this was not a dream.
He almost blurted out, "Yes, yes."
But... Normally speaking, He Changkong definitely wouldn't mean what he thought when he asked this question, right
He was like a snail, cautiously extending a little bit of his tentacle to test.
He Changkong said directly: "You have experienced this, right?"
Shen Yanming: “!!!”
Shen Yanming bit his lip. Even so, he still didn't dare to confirm that He Changkong was the same as him. What if He Changkong meant that he had experienced some setbacks in the youth training team or something like that
Although he had not been to any club's youth training team in this world line, He Changkong was not familiar with him before, so it was normal that he did not know these things.
Shen Yanming hesitated, but finally nodded: "... But it may not be what you think."
Before He Changkong could say anything, Shen Yanming said, "How about a secret signal?"
"Um."
Shen Yanming thought about it, and used what was supposed to happen soon as a signal for the meeting, saying cryptically, "Pudding's shoulder."
If He Changkong asked him what happened to his shoulder, then there would be no need to continue the topic.
After a long silence, He Changkong spoke slowly: "He was injured. Our team lost."
“Fuck,” Shen Yanming grabbed his hair with both hands. For a moment, he seemed to have lost the ability to express himself. He could only use a few swear words to express his feelings. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
He Changkong just stood there, waiting for Shen Yanming to calm down.
Shen Yanming pulled He Changkong's wrist again: "Brother, is this true? Is this true? Is this true?"
He Changkong: "It should be true..."
They didn't make it too clear, but at this moment the whole story was already laid out in front of both of them, so there was no need to explain it too clearly, as long as they knew it in each other's hearts.
Shen Yanming looked like he was about to cry: "Then how did you die?"
He Changkong shook his head: "I am not dead, I woke up from a nap and found myself back to three years ago. At first I thought I was dreaming..."
Shen Yanming: "Then your death should be called time travel, or you died while sleeping, but as long as it is a painless death, it is still a happy event..."
He Changkong: “…”
We were originally planning to have a good chat about our so-called dreams, but the topic suddenly turned into "How did you die?"
This is also outrageous. Would normal living people really discuss this together
This metaphor may not be appropriate, but now Shen Yanming can really understand what it feels like when fellow villagers see each other with tears in their eyes. Originally, he and He Changkong felt that there was still a thin layer of fog between them, but now the fog has been blown away by the wind. Shen Yanming just wanted to pull He Changkong to say a bunch of words that he had been holding back for a long time: "I really died tragically, you know, I was hit by a car, I really liked to run outside when I had nothing to do, but when I just came back, I had a little stress reaction when I saw the road outside, and I stayed at home for a long time before I adjusted. I dare not tell these to others, for fear that others will say I am crazy."
Shen Yanming's words were incoherent: "I really don't understand why those protagonists of online novels can be so powerful after rebirth. They are so strong. It took me a long time to get back to normal even when I resisted crossing the road... Damn, I was only reborn for three years. If I was reborn for ten years, I would definitely ask my parents to buy a house in the suburbs. The housing prices are skyrocketing now, but they may not listen to a child... Oh, I didn't memorize a few sets of lottery tickets, otherwise I would be rich now. But I think those random little events seem to change. The team drawn in the last exhibition match was not the same team as before, so it may be useless for me to memorize the lottery tickets..."
He spoke about this matter as if in a joking tone, and said a lot, but He Changkong could hear a strong sense of uneasiness in his incoherent and slightly trembling words.
He Changkong could understand this feeling a little bit. When he woke up, everything was back to the way it was before. The people around him seemed to be the same people, but they had no memory of the later period. Some things could not be said. It seemed that he had a chance to start over again, but the actual operation was not that simple, and there were always limits to what he could do.
Moreover, He Changkong and Shen Yanming are different.
Shen Yanming died in such an accident. If he had really died, it would have been all over. But if he still retained the memory of that moment, it must have been very painful.
Plus, I encountered so many things at that time, and it turned out that I was slandered... Because of this, I can no longer play professionally. If it were someone else, it might be difficult for me to even trust others again.
And there is not even someone who can be a tree hole for me. Even though I have experienced a lot, I can only live my life over again as if nothing happened.
I finally found out there was someone like me, and I was as excited as a puppy seeing his owner coming home from get off work.
Really, so pitiful.
He Changkong rubbed Shen Yanming's head.
Shen Yanming lowered his head, his voice nasal: "...Brother, did you come after I died?"
He Changkong: "Yeah."
"So did Moonlight still fight afterwards?"
"exist."
“Did he make it to Worlds?”
He Changkong thought for a moment and said, "The best time was when I was part of the team and made it to the semi-finals."
"Damn it," Shen Yanming cursed, "What about him and his boyfriend? Did they break up? Are they still doing well?"
He Changkong didn't quite understand: "Little boyfriend?"
Seeing He Changkong's reaction, Shen Yanming already understood. It seems that they did not reveal the fact that they are gay as they wished. Maybe they are living a happy life and have a successful love and career.
Shen Yanming asked again: "What about my case? Has anyone mentioned it again?"
"… Well," He Changkong said, "A lot of people who like you don't actually believe it."
I don't believe it, but it's just wishful thinking. Shen Yanming knew it based on He Changkong's words, and there was no follow-up to his matter.
Shen Yanming had always told himself not to think about these things. He was gone, and he had no idea what happened afterwards. Anyway, his life had started anew. It wasn't that he didn't want to care about it, but there was no need to care about it. It was impossible for him to seek revenge on these people who had done nothing to him in this world. Wouldn't that be crazy? The best solution he could think of was to stay away from villains.
But now that he has the chance to know what happens next, it's impossible for him not to be curious.
He no longer cursed others to have a bad life, but he did fantasize that those people would have a change of heart and clear his name, or that someone else would help him clarify the matter.
But no.
The offender gets more, but he has nothing.
He thought that if he had not been dead at that time, he might have found a way to redress himself, but he missed the best opportunity at the beginning.
In addition to his good brother's false testimony, Shen Yanming also remembered that the gay boy had said before that his mother committed suicide once after knowing he was gay, and he was afraid that his mother would have another accident so he pretended to be "a changed man". In the end, Shen Yanming was soft-hearted and did not want to reveal the other person's sexual orientation. He kept wondering if he could find some other evidence to defend himself.
If he had been a little more ruthless at that time, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
Maybe he will be disgusted by these people, but he will probably still find a team to play his game after dealing with this mess. After all, there are many teams that want to poach him.
In the past, every time the transfer period came, someone would contact him, but he would reject each one. He thought that CTG had been very kind to him, and his teammates had fought side by side with him, so he couldn't just run away after making a name for himself.
Now that I think about it, I really was an idiot.
What did you get in the end
Shen Yanming raised his head and said, "Brother, I want to play in the game. I want to beat Moonlight's dog head. I want him to not even make it to the semifinals. I want him to not even make it to the world championship."
I'm so angry. Why
He Changkong was a little surprised: "Have you thought of it so quickly?"
Just now, he was still struggling and saying that he had lost his dream once...
It seems that in order to stimulate the wolf nature of the little white wolf, we cannot talk about sad things.
He Changkong wanted to tease him for once: "But..."
Originally, he had made all kinds of excuses when He Changkong asked him to come. Now, seeing that He Changkong showed signs of regret, Shen Yanming became anxious: "But what? Didn't you say before that you would be my exclusive healer? I haven't even had a sip of milk yet, and you're not keeping your word, qoq?"