League of Legends: The Right Hand of God

Two o'clock at midnight.

Xue Meng got off the private plane.

Her eye circles were a little red. Obviously, she also read the comments on Weibo and Twitter, as well as the press conference.

If Su Zhiping was in front of her at this moment, she would slap him a few times without hesitation.

The ability of these people to fabricate out of thin air really made her sick.

Xue Meng knows better than anyone how much Zhang Yifeng has paid for his dream.

She has been his number one fan since S3.

From S5 onwards, they became a couple.

In the face of games and love, Zhang Yifeng chose games without hesitation, but Xue Meng fell in love with his dedicated and unyielding temperament.

This wait is five years.

She is 24 years old this year, and if she waits any longer, she doesn't know when she will end up.

A woman's youth is very precious. She thought that when Zhang Yifeng fulfilled his dream, they would naturally come together and become husband and wife.

A hero will one day lay down his arms and become a mortal.

Today, she finally waited for this day.

But why, she felt so uncomfortable and aggrieved?
Just seeing the attacks on him on the Internet, she would feel uncontrollable anger and resentment for him.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, Xue Meng called Zhang Yifeng again.

This time, Zhang Yifeng didn't hang up, but picked it up.

"Hello? Are you cute?"

Hearing the hoarse voice on the phone with a bit of vicissitudes, Xue Meng's tears finally couldn't be suppressed anymore, and she flowed directly.

All the anger she had caused because Zhang Yifeng hung up on his phone before had disappeared without a trace, replaced by heartache.

She knew very well that this was a sound that could only be made after losing the thing she loved the most.

"Where are you?"

Xue Meng's voice trembled a little, and she tried her best not to cry out.

After learning about Zhang Yifeng's current residence, Xue Meng hailed a car non-stop and hung up the phone.

She doesn't want to continue to communicate with Zhang Yifeng on the phone now, she knows that now he has entered the lowest point in his life and urgently needs someone to accompany him.

What Xue Meng stopped was not a taxi.

Even if there are taxis at this point, they are basically carrying passengers, and they cannot be stopped.

The stopped car was an Audi. The owner rolled down the window, and a young man with yellow hair poked his head out. He was about to yell at Xue Meng when he saw Xue Meng clearly.

Xue Meng's stature of nearly 1.7 meters [-], a pair of long legs are very eye-catching, coupled with exquisite facial features and the aura of Yujie radiating from the inside out, making him look like a pig brother on his face in an instant.

After whistling frivolously, Huang Mao greeted: "Hey, beauty, it's so late and you're still wandering around in the street, do you want me to give you a ride, little brother?"

Xue Meng frowned, she smacked the smell of smoke in front of her nose with some disgust, then handed Huang Mao a card, and said coldly: "The password is six six, and there are 300 million in it. I will buy your car." gone."

Huang Mao raised his eyebrows and became interested.

His Audi is not a good car, only about 80, but how can he be sure that the beauty in front of him is not lying to him.

He took the card from Xue Meng's hand, his eyes trembling slightly.

This is a black card. Judging from the material, it doesn't look like a fake. He can't help but believe it, but he is more interested in Xue Meng than money.

Midnight, street, beautiful women, hitchhiking.

No matter how you think about it, it's very evocative, and if some excessive things happen, it will be even more exciting.

However, Huang Mao withered instantly after seeing the burly men in black clothes behind Xue Meng.

However, he was still a little worried, and murmured softly: "How do I know if you are liars?"

Xue Meng sighed. She also knew that such an abrupt thing would not be believed by others, but at the moment she was not in the mood to continue talking to the bum in front of her, and she just gave the bodyguard behind her a wink.

A burly man behind her stared and said, "Changfeng Group, have you heard of it? My lady wants to buy your car to flatter you, get out!"

After saying that, the bodyguard took advantage of Huang Mao's dazed moment and directly snatched the car keys.

The yellow hair was completely wilted, took the card, and ran away like a shit.

Xue Meng opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and then directly asked the bodyguard in black to drive to Zhang Yifeng's location at the fastest speed.

At 02:30 midnight, Xue Meng got out of the car at the bottom of a guest house.

She frowned.

Does Zhang Yifeng live in this kind of place?
Looking at the dilapidated guest house in front of her, Xue Meng couldn't believe it.

Zhang Yifeng works professionally, not counting bonuses, and his monthly salary is calculated in six figures. How could he live in a guest house that costs several hundred yuan?

Xue Meng pinched her nose, stopped the bodyguard who wanted to follow up behind her, and walked into the door of the guest house alone.

"Girl, do you want to stay, two hundred and one nights." At the front desk, a scruffy bald man wearing a vest and sandals asked with a smile.

Xue Meng shook her head, then walked directly through the hall, followed the dark stairs, and went up to the second floor.

When she arrived at the door of Room 203, Xue Meng sorted out her mood, and then knocked on the door.

Not long after, Xue Meng heard movement coming from inside, and the moment the door was opened, Xue Meng almost lost her breath.

What a foul smell of damp decay.

Zhang Yifeng was able to sleep!

But Zhang Yifeng was a little surprised, he never thought that Xue Meng would come to him in person!

Still come overnight.

For a moment, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

"Why didn't you answer my call! Do you know how worried I am..." It was Xue Meng who spoke first.

It's just that she was hugged tightly just as she spoke halfway.

She also swallowed the second half of her sentence in her stomach.

Zhang Yifeng was very thin, but Xue Meng felt an unprecedented sense of warmth and security in his arms.

In an instant, thinking of Zhang Yifeng's situation, Xue Meng regretted what she said just now.

He seems to have nothing but himself at this time, why does she still blame him?
Xue Meng's nose was sore, tears fell down, and she said aggrievedly: "Do you know how many people outside are saying bad things about you, do you know how many people are waiting for you to give them a reply."

"Oh, let them talk then."

Zhang Yifeng hugged Xue Meng tightly at this moment, smelling the fragrance from her hair, the loneliness in his heart was also washed away a lot.

Although he is usually a straight man of steel, the kind of person who has games and forgets his wife, but the warmth at this moment, he doesn't want to be destroyed by anything.

After a long time, Xue Meng stopped crying, and a smile appeared on her face, and she said softly, "Come home with me. You have been fighting for so many years, and it's time to go home."

Zhang Yifeng let go of Xue Meng's embrace, and said apologetically, "Mengmeng, thank you, but I don't want to give up yet."

"Wait for me another year, isn't it good?"