Glory

Wei Xiao stared blankly at this line of words, thinking that a wall would be blocked in his heart, making him so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

He is not convinced: "There is no past! The present FTW is new!"

The captain is not dwelling on the past, he has let go of it a long time ago, and the current FTW has taken on a new look. Although it is not as strong as the God's Team back then, whether he or Ning Zhehanyue Wenle and Bai Cai, they are all working hard for the final trophy. It will definitely bring FTW to the altar again!

Thinking of this, a low voice came out of a small corner of my mind—is it just that?

Yan Jiang had already talked to this point, so he didn't want to be vague. He gave Wei Xiao the most straightforward sentence: "It's not just FTW."

Wei Xiao's hands froze.

Yan Jiang: "The 17-year-old Close ran away from home. I don't know his family situation, but I don't want to embarrass him."

This is the last sentence, there is only so much that can be said, and there is only so much that can be said.

Yan Jiang quit the game, got up and left the training room.

The time in a foreign country is different from that in the motherland.

At ten o'clock in the evening in China, the sky here is paved with the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the slow-moving river like a brocade.

Yan Jiang lit a cigarette, leaned his elbows on the railing, and looked indifferently at the slowly setting sun.

three years ago.

The FTW, who is in full swing, and half-year-old teenagers with dreams, after learning that they are about to be sold as goods, have trouble sleeping all night.

The peak is fleeting, and the interests are eternal.

Instead of letting the Gods team come to naught next season, it is better to stop the loss in time. FTW came up with the maximization of profit by selling the player who just won the world championship.

Jin Chengxuan's contract expired, and he decided to return to China long ago. Yuan Ze, a mixed race, didn't care which competition area he was in. Only Yan Jiang, Xie He and Close hesitated.

Their contracts are all in the hands of FTW, and they are struggling.

Xie He hated Yan Jiang the most in the team. If it was not necessary, he could not speak to him for a month, but today he took the initiative to find the captain and asked him, "What should I do?"

Yan Jiang: "..."

Xie He lowered his head, and didn't touch a cigarette until it burned to the finger: "I want to stay in China."

He doesn't care about the Team of Gods or anything else, and it doesn't matter if they are separated or not. Originally, their relationship is just like that. Being teammates is worse than being opponents.

Yan Jiang was straightforward: "FTW will not let you stay in the Chinese division."

The Chinese competition region can't afford such sky-high prices. FTW just wants to sell them at the best price, regardless of which competition region they are in.

Xie He's finger was burned by the cigarette butt, he didn't realize it, and when he looked up, his black eyes were fierce: "Then what's the point of me transferring by myself!"

After all, I can't stay in the Chinese competition area. What is the difference between being sold and leaving by myself? !

Yan Jiang looked at him: "At least it's your own choice."

Xie He: "..."

The world's number one support, the world's number one mid laner, the world's number one top laner, the world's number one ADC...

Behind the infinite glory, there is still darkness.

The development of domestic e-sports has always been slower than that of foreign countries, especially some concepts have led to contempt and contempt for e-sports in all aspects of society.

The clubs in the Chinese competition area, which have not been outstanding for a long time, are far from attracting enough capital attention as they are now.

Domestic clubs can't afford such sky-high prices, but foreign competition areas are robbed by high prices.

FTW doesn't care about the whole competition area, and even has a fluke mentality: they can still dominate the country if they sell the God Team, and they may even cultivate a new God Team.

Why not?

Except for the expired Kim Sung Hyun, other people's contracts are in the hands of FTW, and they have only one way left.

Either they were sold without paying attention, or they took the initiative to contact the appropriate team to fight for the final rights.

As long as the price is right, FTW will respect their wishes.

Yuan Ze had lived in North America long ago, and went to areas he was familiar with.

Yan Jiang and Xie He went to Europe.

Yan Jiang went to a WP who only regarded him as a cash cow.

On that precarious day, even Xie and the man who never bowed his head went to look for Yan Jiang, but Close never showed the slightest weakness and helplessness.

Yan Jiang took the initiative to find Close.

In fact, in the whole team, Won Taek and Kim Sung Hyun have the best relationship with Close.

It's a pity that it is difficult for Jin Chengxuan and Yuan Ze to understand the feelings of the other three.

What they are about to face is not only leaving FTW, but also their hometown.

It is easier said than done to leave home.

Yan Jiang has always been cold-tempered, facing Close who is also cold, the two can live in the same room and stand side by side for three hours without saying a word.

At that time, the fans all made up their minds, made all kinds of speculations, and the small papers proved that their relationship was not good one after another, and even felt that the arrival of Close was the root of the separation of FTW.

Because he is too similar to Yan Jiang.

There cannot be two tigers on one mountain, not to mention that every team of gods is a tiger.

If Close is a younger brother with a lively personality, maybe he can neutralize the atmosphere, but Close is colder than Yan Jiang and more independent than Xie He, how can it be possible to neutralize?

It just intensifies the conflict.

But in fact, Close used Solo to accompany Xie He and practiced the unique Melaleuca cloud.

Jin Chengxuan also used Solo to make Close play the thief that made all ADCs fear.

Yuanze's Death Knight and Close's Hidden Thief were once Rongguang's best Ueno. They played so many wonderful moves and tortured so many teams.

And Yan Jiang...

Does anyone know that Close's Nine Arc Light was mastered proficiently in the double row with Yan Jiang.

God's team can't play a doubles match.

They can't let go of their pride and can't cooperate with each other.

But they won the undisputed 5V5 team championship.

Yan Jiang finds Close.

Close was only 17 years old at the time, his birthday was on Christmas Eve, and he was only eighteen years old after Christmas.

17 years old sounds like a very young age, but looking at the boy in front of him, it is difficult for people to feel immature and youthful.

He had an impeccable face, but never smiled.

He has a significantly better upbringing than ordinary people, and because of this, he is even more out of tune with his surroundings.

He was taciturn, showing neither emotions nor anger, how could he look like a half-grown boy?Many adults can't do this kind of calm and self-control.

Yan Jiang didn't like him very much.

It's hard to like someone who is very similar to yourself.

"What are your plans for the future?" Yan Jiang asked him.

Close was silent for a while.

In a calm voice, Yan Jiang told Close everything about the current situation and what was about to happen. Although he felt that Close understood everything, as an older adult, he still had to explain everything clearly.

At least for this moment, Yan Jiang must regard him as 17 years old, a minor.

Close listened quietly, never interrupting him, let alone asking him.

Yan Jiang seldom talked so much, and he was a little irritable after he finished speaking: Close understood everything, and he still spoke in such detail, like a mentally retarded.

"Xie He and I are going to Europe, how about you?" Yan Jiang asked him the question.

Close raised his head abruptly, a pair of black eyes that seemed to be forever calm showed a trace of anxiety.

Yan Jiang's heart sank.

Close's thin lips parted, and he only uttered one word for a long time: "En."

An ambiguous response, no comment, no statement, let alone revealing his own thoughts.

However, Yan Jiang is not someone else.

How could he not think about something that even Yuan Ze was suspicious of.

Yan Jiang took a breath and asked him, "You don't want to buy FTW, do you?"

Close: "..."

Yan Jiang only felt that his throat was blocked in one breath, and what he said was cold: "It's not necessary."

Close still let out a cold "hmm".

Those words welled up in his mouth, but Yan Jiang still couldn't say it in the end.

——No need, no one deserves so much from you.

After finally escaping, why go back.

Yan Jiang signed the transfer contract faster than anyone expected, and signed it to WP.

He finally sent a message to Close: "There is no feast that never ends."

It took a long time for Close to send him two words: "See you later."

The FTW team loves Solo.

Every time the loser will say goodbye to the other party.

Yuan Ze, Xie He, Jin Chengxuan, and Close's WeChat chat boxes are full of these two words.

Only Yan Jiang never soloed with them, so he never received it.

See you.

how to see.

Yan Jiang put out his cigarette butt, and walked back to the training room in the dark.

Lu Feng stared at the documents in front of him, but his thoughts could not fall on these things.

It's obviously an empty office, and it's obviously a quiet late night, but the sound of quarreling is always lingering in my mind.

The magnificent house, the empty corridor, there is not the slightest restrained shouting.

"Lu Mingze, get out!"

"Qing Lei, don't be shameless."

"I was crazy to marry you."

"If you have the guts, go get a divorce!"

"Divorce? Make room for the woman you raised?"

Followed by endless distress and complaints.

"If I didn't give birth to you, why should I be trapped in this ghost place."

"It's all you, why did I give birth to you!"

The sharp stabbing pain pierced into the nerves, Lu Feng felt not only the pain in the head, but also the soreness in the shoulders.

"E-sports? Our Lu family doesn't have a waste like you!"

"Lack of money and think of your father and me?"

"What about your confidence when you ran away from home? Didn't you starve to death and never come back?"

"Playing games? I'll break your arm to see what else you're dreaming about!"

Bang bang bang.

The knock on the door woke Lu Feng from his nightmare.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his raised knuckles gripped the pen so tightly that it seemed to break it.

"Captain?" Wei Xiao slightly opened the door, and his voice came through, "Are you busy?"

Lu Feng let go, got up and went to open the door.

In fact, the door is not closed, Wei Xiao always wants to enter, but...

Lu Feng opened the door and hugged Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao was stunned, feeling the force of the arms falling on his waist, as if a drowning person grabbed the only driftwood, longing to get out of the water, longing to take a breath.

A dense heartache covered the entire chest, Wei Xiao hugged him back, and softly called him: "Captain..."

"Ah."

"fine."

"..."

"I'm here."

As he spoke, his slightly hot lips touched the tips of Lu Feng's ears, very lightly, as soft as the softest wind in spring, sweeping away the cold night and bringing back the scorching sun.

Lu Feng's heart trembled, and he kissed his lips when he let go.

It wasn't a light kiss, it wasn't tender, and even the technique was forgotten.

Just kissing him, demanding him, wanting him.

Like a person who has been walking for a long time in the lonely dark desert, drinking the only clear water, the source of survival.

Wei Xiao was breathless from his kiss, but he didn't intend to push him away at all, instead he wrapped around him even harder and hugged him tightly.

"Do it?" Wei Xiao was moved.

Lu Feng didn't say anything, just a delicate kiss down from the corner of his slightly curved mouth, imprinted on his beautiful jaw line, slender neck, protruding collarbone...

Wei Xiao's toes curled up uncontrollably, there was no way to hide in such a small place as the sofa: "Don't, like this..."

His hands couldn't help but go down...

Lu Feng held his hand and said in a low voice, "No."

Wei Xiao said impatiently: "No, I can't bear it."

Lu Feng clasped his wrist with one hand and kissed him: "That's it."

Wei Xiao's eyes were wide open, and his voice trembled: "Captain...captain..."

Back in the bedroom, it took Wei Xiao a long time to come back to his senses.

He is a little annoyed...

Obviously he was going to talk to the captain, so why did he get so romantic and so exciting.

It’s over.

What if the captain's skills are getting better and better!

Wei Xiao was really afraid that he would die on the bed during the offseason.

Lu Feng came out of the bathroom, his body was still wet, Wei Xiao stared at it for a while, and his head started to heat up again.

Why are you so good-looking!

When I see it, I can't remember the real thing!

Wei Xiao took a deep breath, jumped up and said, "I'll blow your hair."

Lu Feng was slightly stunned, and said, "No need."

Wei Xiao didn't care, pushed him onto the sofa, and jumped to find the hair dryer.

People's adaptability is really good, Wei Xiaoxiao who only did it once can already jump up and down afterwards.

Wei Xiao wore short-sleeved shorts and knelt on the sofa, revealing his slender and fair calves, which were very attractive.

Lu Feng lowered his head and let him blow his hair, but couldn't help covering it with his hands.

Wei Xiao was afraid of itches, so he shrank back: "What are you doing?"

Lu Feng was worried that he would fall, so he took his hand away.

Wei Xiao saw through his intentions, took his hand and put him on his waist, still in his clothes.

Lu Feng: "..."

Wei Xiao blinked at him.

Lu Feng pinched him hard, making his legs go limp.

After finally blowing his hair, Wei Xiao rested his lap on his lap and whispered, "I just had a chat with Captain Yan."

Lu Feng paused slightly as he fiddled with his black-haired hands.

Wei Xiao changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, looking at him: "Captain."

Lu Feng: "Huh?"

Wei Xiao couldn't hide his thoughts: "Will we get married?"

Lu Feng's heart was hit.

Wei Xiao's shamelessness has reached a certain level: "If I were a woman, I would be pregnant by now."

Lu Feng: "........."

Wei Xiao clicked his tongue: "So many and so full, I..."

Lu Feng couldn't listen anymore: "Shut up."

Wei Xiao's mouth was reckless, but the blush on his face revealed a little shyness: "Could I be wrong, when did you..."

Lu Feng pointed down and pressed hard on his lips.

Wei Xiao didn't say anything, and directly took his fingers.

Lu Feng: "..."

Then, Wei Xiao, who was pillowing on the captain's thigh, was startled: "Is this Ying?"

Lu Dui couldn't bear it anymore: "Go to bed early."

Wei Xiao: "Uh..."

Lu Feng made a gesture to get up, and Wei Xiao quickly hugged him around the waist and said, "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble."

How could Lu Feng wake up?

Wei Xiao rubbed against his belly, and said coquettishly, "I want to talk to you for a while."

Lu Feng didn't dare to put him on his lap, pulled him up and hugged him, saying, "What are you talking about?"

Wei Xiao stared at Brother Tent, cleared his throat and said, "How about..."

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows.

Afraid of being chased downstairs, Wei Xiao hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, just talk."

Was he so wronged?

If you want to help your boyfriend, your boyfriend will still be angry.

Wei Xiaosheng brought back the topic of wandering off: "Captain, I want to be with you forever."

Lu Feng's chest was filled with heat, he kissed him sharply and said, "Me too."

Wei Xiao: "Like a husband and wife."

Lu Feng didn't like the word husband and wife.

He whispered: "I will always love you."

The corner of Wei Xiao's mouth curled up: "Me too."

Lu Feng believed in him, and he knew that Wei Xiao also believed in him.

Can anything be happier than this.

Two people who love each other have the same heart.

There is a reason why Wei Xiao has been revolving around marriage. He finally got to the point: "Mr. Lu."

Lu Feng looked at him.

Wei Xiao's eyes were bent, and he said shamelessly, "As your de facto wife, shouldn't I know about your family situation?"

Lu Feng: "..."

It's a serious topic, because Wei Xiao's words about wife have changed.

For the first time in Lu Feng's life, when he thought of his family, what came up was not irritability and gloom, but dumbfounding.

Lu Feng bent his lips: "Wife?"

Wei Xiao's bottom line has already fallen to [-] miles under the sea: "Old..."

Lu Feng was afraid of him: "Okay."

Wei Xiao smirked: "When you tease me, you dare to call me anything, now..."

Lu Feng bit his mouth: "There is nothing you dare not say about this meeting."

Wei Xiao was afraid of digressing again, so he quickly pulled the little train back: "I, Wei Xiao, have a pair of dispensable parents. You have met my mother, and I will take you to meet Wei Quan later." I don't want to call him dad.

Lu Feng felt sorry for him, and replied, "Yes."

Wei Xiao talked about himself, and then asked him: "What about you?"

Lu Feng paused, his voice was very light: "Lu Mingze, Qinglei."

Two unfamiliar names, without the slightest extra emotion.

Wei Xiao's heart ached.

Lu Feng's voice was very dry, but he was trying to say: "Business marriage, torture each other..."

Lu Mingze and Qing Lei tortured each other, and only the young Lu Feng suffered.

Just hearing what he said, Wei Xiao's nose became sore: "Captain..."

Lu Feng didn't want him to cry because of this kind of thing, and his voice became calmer: "It's okay, I let go of it a long time ago."

Father, mother, home, affection.

After constantly working hard, constantly striving, making myself extremely good, and fulfilling all their demands but still not getting the slightest response, I gave up.

Life is not just about parents.

From the moment he stepped out of the house, Lu Feng only wanted to live for himself.

Wei Xiao felt very distressed: "You will have me in the future."

Lu Feng smiled: "Yes."

Wei Xiao: "I will be your friend, your lover, and your family."

Lu Feng had said this to him before, and now Wei Xiao finally realized its weight.

To give is also to desire to have.

Lu Feng could bear Wei Xiao's coquettish words, but he couldn't bear his cute appearance.

"Little."

"Ok?"

"Can you do it?"

Wei Xiao: "!"

take it easy……

Wei Xiao, who was so dizzy, thought——

Understanding is a process, and it is impossible to understand thoroughly overnight.

He has time and wants to know.

No one understands Lu Feng, he will understand him.

Understand his past, present and future.