Glory [e-sports]

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao laughed evilly. “I won’t say it if you don’t ask.”

Lu Feng pinched his fingers. “Say it.”

Wei Xiao licked his lips. “Kiss me.”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao leaned over and kissed him. “If we don’t win the championship, then I won’t get into bed with you for three days.”

Sure enough, human language wouldn’t come out of his mouth.

Lu Feng stared at him. “Three days?”

Wei Xiao hurriedly said, “It can’t be any longer!” After that, he changed his words, “And anyway, we’ll definitely be the champions.” He was full of confidence.

It was very moving.

Who wouldn’t like this kind of inner confidence?

Lu Feng released his hand and asked him, “Do you know what the schedule is for the playoffs?”

Eh? Wei Xiao wanted to get close to him. How come the topic had switched to this? “I have a general idea.”

Lu Feng looked at him. “Do you know the timing?”

Wei Xiao spread his fingers and counted. “Ten days.”

It only took ten days to get from the first game to the national finals.

The most important ten days.

Lu Feng suddenly held his waist and gave him a long kiss.

Wei Xiao was kissed into confusion and forgot everything they’d been talking about just now. It wasn’t until the captain’s whisper drifted into his ear, “During those ten days, no sex.”

Wei Xiao: “!”

Lu Feng released him. “Go to sleep early.”

Wei Xiao slowly gathered his wits and opened his eyes wide. “What???”

Lu Feng didn’t repeat himself.

Wei Xiao pounced on him. “You’re not going to f*ck…”

Lu Feng couldn’t listen to this, “Shut up.”

Wei Xiao’s mouth was covered. He blinked his eyes.

Lu Feng stayed steady, and his heart didn’t soften. “The training is too intensive, your body can’t take it.”

Wei Xiao pouted. “If you didn’t last so long, I would definitely be able to take it.”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao felt bad just thinking about it. “What do you mean, no sex? You’re right in front of me. I…”

Lu Feng took a breath and coaxed him, “Solo.”

Wei Xiao: “!”

Lu Feng’s voice was gentle. “During those ten days, I’ll accompany you whenever you want to solo.”

A huge battle took place in Wei Xiao’s mind. And then…

“Captain, you’re too evil!”

Lu Feng gave him a kiss.

Wei Xiao: “It’s obviously your fault, and now, I have to accompany you and abstain from sex!”

Lu Feng both loved and found himself unable to get angry with this mouth of his.

Wei Xiao: “If you weren’t so big, didn’t last so long, and your waist wasn’t so good…”

Lu Feng blocked his mouth so that he couldn’t go on.

Wei Xiao complained for a while, but he eventually grumbled and acquiesced.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he agreed, Lu Feng told him to go to sleep early.

Wei Xiao was surprised. “It’s enough that we’re not making love, but we even have to sleep in separate beds???”

Lu Feng: “You sleep in the master bedroom. I’ll sleep in the guest room.”

Wei Xiao: “No!”

There was a rare hint of compromise in Lu Feng’s tone. “… I can’t hold back when I sleep with you.”

Wei Xiao’s heart was sweet. “Then don’t hold back.”

Lu Feng looked at him.

Thinking of what he’d just promised, Wei Xiao said ruefully, “Fine, fine, I won’t tease.”

Lu Feng spoke in a low voice, “Be good.”

Wei Xiao was sincere. “I really won’t tease you. We’ll just sleep.”

Lu Feng smiled briefly and kissed his forehead. He repeated, “I’m the one who can’t hold back.”

This gentle sentence made Wei Xiao’s heart turn into a puddle of water.

Lu Feng said good night to him again.

Wei Xiao felt wronged to death. “Good night.”

How was he supposed to sleep that night!

After a good night kiss, Wei Xiao lay down on the bed and thought of his boyfriend.

Lu Feng was next door, and the two of them were separated by a wall, but…

Forget it, forget it!

Wei Xiao turned over and lay flat on his back, telling himself, “It’s only ten days.”

To hell with ten days. He was already starting to miss him after just one minute.

Wei Xiao took out his cell phone and was just about to send Lu Feng a message.

Old Bandit Yuan: Close’s shoulder doesn’t only need medical physiotherapy.

This message leapt up into his eyes, and Wei Xiao’s restless heart suddenly calmed down.

Previously, he’d been busy the whole time and hadn’t seen this message. Only now, when Wei Xiao looked at the time, did he find that it was already four hours later.

Fortunately, it was still a decent hour in North America. Wei Xiao replied back to Yuan Ze, “What do you mean.”

Yuan Ze was in the middle of having lunch. “Finished training?”

Wei Xiao: “Yes.”

“What about your captain?”

It was alright when he didn’t mention him, but once he did, Wei Xiao’s heart felt sour. “Next door.”

Yuan Ze didn’t think too much of it and lit up a cigarette. “I saw the recording of his doubles game with you today.”

Wei Xiao: “Holy priest?”

Yuan Ze: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao: “My captain knows how to play it.” He just hadn’t been willing to cooperate with Asleep in the first game.

Yuan Ze spat out a smoke ring. “Like hell he can.”

Wei Xiao couldn’t bear to hear anyone say bad things about Lu Feng and was about to blow up when Yuan Ze’s next words pushed his temper back down. “He only trusts you.”

This one sentence smoothed Wei Xiao’s fur back down again. Wei Xiao typed, “Of course.”

Although Yuan Ze couldn’t see him, he could still see that Little Lunatic Wei’s tail must be flipped up towards the sky from reading between the lines. He sighed lightly. “He’s 20 years old, and has finally learned to trust others.”

Wei Xiao’s eyebrows twisted briefly. Instead of lying down, he sat up and leaned back against the head of the bed to type, “Isn’t it because you guys are too scummy.”

Yuan Ze: “……”

Wei Xiao: “Three years ago, if the Team of Gods hadn’t broken up, would my captain have been so miserable?”

The cigarette in Yuan Ze’s hand was no longer so fragrant with Wei Xiao’s straightforward words.

He extinguished the half-finished cigarette and typed carefully, “An opportune place and an opportune time.”

It was a vague sentence, but Wei Xiao understood it, and he even felt a burst of heartache.

The right place and the right time, neither of which could be omitted.

Indeed, even without mentioning the Team of Gods from back then, he himself had left Lu Feng two years ago.

Close had come to FTW, met Yuan Ze and Yan Jiang, and won the world championship, standing on the highest podium of Glory.

He must have changed. At least in 5v5, in the team competition, he started trying to trust others.

It was a pity that the next step was the fragmentation of their team, and this attempt that had been made with much difficulty collapsed completely.

Close didn’t trust his teammates, so he couldn’t bring himself to say that he wanted to buy FTW.

Whether or not he could manage it was already a question mark.

Whether or not they would stay for him was also another question mark.

Close didn’t trust his teammates, and he didn’t even trust himself.

Yuan Ze hesitated for a while, then finally typed out a line, “Back then, I didn’t understand why Yan Jiang chose WP.’”

Wei Xiao was stunned for a moment.

Yuan Ze continued, “WP’s reputation was very bad. Yan Jiang knew that very clearly, yet still signed the contract. It really wasn’t his style.”

At the time, Yan Jiang signed with WP and was scolded extremely fiercely in China. They almost nailed Yan Jiang up onto the pillar of shame.

What kind of garbage team was WP?

It was famous for only caring about money. As long as the money was there, the players didn’t matter.

They’d signed Yan Jiang at a high price, but they only looked at his fame and everything else was as important as a fart.

At that time, the domestic fans went crazy. However much they liked Yan Jiang was how much they had hated him back then.

Without mentioning how he walked away so emotionlessly, just the fact that he’d chosen WP was enough for people to scold him to death.

Why else would he have chosen WP?

It was only for the money.

Fans also hoped that their favorite players could live a wealthy life, but giving up their faith and persistence and becoming a tool for money was looked down on.

After going to WP, the domestic audience couldn’t see that Yan Jiang refused to cooperate with the team, but Yuan Ze could.

In the first year, WP’s results were dismal, and Yan Jiang was flamed like a dog by the European competition zone.

Then, WP went too far and was even less willing to treat Yan Jiang like a person as they tried their best to squeeze out all they could of his value.

Yan Jiang gathered evidence and fought a lawsuit for an entire season before finally terminating his contract and going to Y1.

In 2020, he led Y1 to win the world championship.

But what was the purpose of those two years? As long as he waited for one more month, Yan Jiang could have completely avoided WP and gone to EVE with Xie He.

EVE was countless times better than WP. At the very least, they wouldn’t squeeze their players to death.

Yuan Ze’s fingers itched slightly, but he didn’t light another cigarette. “At the time, Yan Jiang knew what Close intended to do.”

He’d known that Close wanted to buy FTW and had known that Close would persist in doing so.

Wei Xiao was stunned and sat up even straighter. “Since he knew, why did he have to go?”

Yuan Ze touched on it lightly, “A 17 year old youth wanting to buy a giant. It’s not something that can be done without paying a price.”

Wei Xiao: “……”

Yuan Ze: “FTW wasn’t a third rate team. They had a lot of capital behind them, and acquiring it required more than money.”

No matter how clever Wei Xiao was, he was still a stranger to these things.

His experience limited his thinking. There were many things that went beyond his imagination.

Yuan Ze continued, “Close never spoke about his family background, but his surname is Lu. In S City…” There really was a famous family surnamed Lu.

Wei Xiao’s back chilled. He finally understood why he felt that the names Lu Mingze and Qing Lei were familiar.

“If it was that Lu Family, then Close could definitely buy FTW, but would his parents support him?”

Wei Xiao gripped the phone tightly.

“He ran away from home and came to FTW, then went back to beg them for FTW…”

“Yan Jiang was right.”

“We don’t deserve for him to give up his life.”

Wei Xiao’s eyes were red, and his fingers trembled.

Yuan Ze closed his eyes for a moment, then typed bitterly, “His shoulder injury wasn’t from strain, it was trauma.”

Wei Xiao’s heart froze. Dense pain spread through his chest.

Yuan Ze was also very unhappy, “He was only 17 years old and had only played for a bit more than a year. He also liked to exercise; how could he have strained it?”

No one knew what Lu Feng had gone through when he went home.

A professional player, a 17 year old youth who’d just won the championship, what had he experienced, and what had he had to compromise before acquiring FTW?!

Wei Xiao’s voice felt like it was blocked by a stone. He couldn’t say anything at all.

Yuan Ze took a light breath and said slowly, “Wei Xiao, he trusts you.”

FTW wasn’t the only thing that shackled Lu Feng.

“Only you can help him.”