Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

After receiving the text message from Zang Yue, Mao Yu was both surprised and happy, and hurriedly touched it according to the address on his text message.

After learning that the address given by Zangyue is a hospital, Maoyu immediately has a little guess about the reason for Zangyue's sudden departure from the team this time.

It's just that no matter whether he guesses right or wrong, the current situation is not what he wants to see.

When he actually entered the ward at the hospital and saw Zang Yue's appearance, he knew that during this time, Zang Yue, like him, had a difficult life.

In his impression, Zang Yue was the one who often wore a windbreaker, was quiet and tidy in the base, and smoked the least frequently.

After half a month, nothing remained of the man in front of him except silence.

Zang Yue's stubble is already half a finger long, thick black under the eyelids, and messy hair on the top of his head, which can't overlap with his old image at all.

At this time, Zang Yue took Mao Yu out of the ward to the roof of the hospital, where he was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette.

It's an image of a frustrated uncle. There's no such thing as a professional player or even a champion player.

On the rooftop, there was a gust of wind, and Maoyu couldn't help shivering.

Zang Yue's fingers trembling with the cigarette in his hand, his brows furrowed.

"Cold?"

This is the first sentence Tibetan Yue said to himself so far.

It seems that he hasn't talked with others for a long time, and the pronunciation in Zang Yue's throat sounds obscure.

Maoyu nodded vigorously.

But he saw that the clothes on Zang Yue's body were actually much thinner than his own.

In fact, before I came here, I had a lot of doubts in my heart that I wanted to ask.

But when he actually got here and saw the person in front of him, all his doubts seemed to be encountered by a scourge, and he didn't know how to speak.

Cang Yue seemed to feel the coldness as well, and took a deep breath of the cigarette.

"Let's go when it's cold."

Still frowning.

Maoyu could only follow Zangyue back quietly and obediently.

Going down the stairs, the cigarette in Tibetan Yue's hand was also stubbed out by him.

Suddenly, Zang Yue stopped his footsteps.

Mao Yu was taken aback by this unexpected movement, and before he could stop, he bumped into Zang Yue's back.

He rubbed his nose painfully.

"You lost the game?"

Zang Yue turned his head, not affected by the episode just now.

Mentioning this, Mao Yu suddenly fell silent.

Lowering his head, he nodded slightly.

This result was unexpected, but within reason.

There was no surprise in Zang Yue's eyes.

"Considering switching teams?"

Zang Yue turned his back and asked in a deep voice.

Maoyu raised his head instantly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

Zang Yue did not directly answer Maoyu's question.

"As you can see, my mother is sick, and I no longer have the persistence to continue playing professionally. You are a capable player, and you can see the situation in the Mars team. If you stay in such a team, It won't do you any good."

Hearing Zang Yue's explanation, Mao Yu's focus was entirely on the first half.

"Senior, don't you think you won't play professionally in the future?"

Maoyu's tone was full of eagerness.

Zang Yue's body paused, and it took a long time to relax.

"Well, no more fights."

"Why, obviously you are more capable than me, obviously you also train very hard, obviously you said before that you want to enter the world championship and win the world championship, have these seniors forgotten?"

It was the first time that Mao Yu lost control of his emotions in front of Zang Yue.

Not to mention Zang Yue, even Mao Yu himself was taken aback by the question he blurted out.

Cang Yue obviously didn't expect the boy in front of him to say that, and his expression was slightly surprised.

"This is my business and has nothing to do with you."

Zang Yue's originally warm expression had completely cooled down.

He stretched his hand into his arms, and gently took out a note.

"If you still regard me as a senior and feel that what I say is still worthwhile, take this and call the person above, and he will accept you to develop in the new team."

Zang Yue gently stuffed the note in Mao Yu's hand.

"Senior, are you going too?"

When Mao Yu asked this sentence, he seemed to be holding some anger in his heart.

Unsurprisingly, Zang Yue shook his head lightly.

"Then I'm not going either."

Mao Yu threw the note on the ground, pushed Zang Yue away and ran towards the bottom of the stairs.

The series of actions really surprised Zang Yue.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, knelt down and picked up the discarded note.

Taking out his mobile phone, Zang Yue still pressed the string of numbers in the text box.

Then exit, shutdown.

Walk slowly in the direction of the ward.

……

Maoyu rushed out like crazy, his head was hot, and his heart was full of the news that Zang Yue decided to retire.

Although the original intention of my career was not because of Zang Yue, but knowing such a senior, he always got a little motivation to move forward when he most wanted to give up.

But now, he actually told him that he had to give up his motivation.

He really can't accept it for a while.

Maoyu rushed out of the hospital, and only after the strong force passed, his pace slowed down little by little.

Is he... losing his temper with Zang Yue?
While walking forward, Mao Yu's heart was in a mess.

Suddenly, the interaction between a mother and child caught his attention.

On the side of the street, a child who was holding a lollipop in his hand walked forward regardless of the call of his mother behind him, while holding the lollipop in his mouth.

It may be because the speed was too fast, or the child was too young to move freely, but suddenly, he fell to the ground.

There was no injury, but the lollipop was shattered to the ground.

Only then did the child stop, pointing at the broken lollipop on the ground and crying loudly at his mother.

The mother behind caught up, comforting and complaining softly.

"I told you to walk slowly, it's all right now."

In an instant, Mao Yu's face turned red to the base of his neck.

In that wayward child, he seemed to see his own shadow.

He thought of his own willfulness just now.

Obviously something happened to Zangyue's mother, he was the saddest, the only one who contacted him to think about his future plans, and he still vented his emotions at him like a child throwing a tantrum.

Why didn't he think at the time that Zang Yue loved e-sports so much and was willing to keep going on with his original intention, and now he gave up halfway, how much courage and determination he must have mustered.

I didn't care about a word at all, and even felt a sense of blame.

Maoyu gritted his teeth.

Looking around, he eventually entered a convenience store.

I picked a series of daily necessities such as double razors, toothbrushes and towels from the shelves, and Maoyu even bought a thick coat.

Carrying something, Maoyu raised his head and looked at the hospital not far away.