Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

"Hello, sir, do you need a blanket? You seem a little uncomfortable." The flight attendant pointed to the mask Wen Yan was wearing, bent over and said softly.

Wen Yan came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, lowered his eyes subconsciously to avoid his gaze, and said in a low voice: "No need, thank you."

"Okay, if you need anything else, you can press the service bell above." The flight attendant left with a smile after speaking.

Wen Yan nodded his thanks.

Now the matter of "Su Yao's retirement" is raging. Except for the person in charge of the Yunshen club, he has not told anyone about his going abroad.

Leaving his ID card, quitting the professional league group, clearing his personal account information, clearing all contact information of professional players, all traces that remind him of his identity of "not seeing Chang'an", are all wrapped in silence and cowardice. Difficult ground.

"Why isn't it in the package this time?" Wen Yan asked the guide, "Where's the Happy Dabu Pill?"

The dead can be resurrected, so Su Yao's illness should be nothing.

"It was used by you." The cold voice of the guide machine rang in the ear.

"Huh? I just used one..."

"Just one."

Wen Yan: ...

"After testing, the host is not life-threatening in this plane, and there is no need to submit an emergency item application."

Wen Yan was choked and speechless.

A guide is a guide after all, and data represents everything. In its system, a "person" is not a person in the strict sense, but just a string of data, adding, subtracting, and subtracting. As long as it does not return to zero, it is not a big deal.

But it doesn't know what it means for a person like Su Yao to not be able to keep his hands steady.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Langcai was much luckier than Guangsha Quanqian. Su Yao slammed on the wheels and stopped there, leaving nothing but ruts and scars on the ground. It became more and more old until it was completely covered. dust.

"So we can only do surgery?" Wen Yan moved his fingers subconsciously.

The guide didn't say anything more, and it was all taken as the default.

After Wen Yan got off the plane and sent a text message to Su Yao's overseas Xiao Xia Qinghe, he didn't even have time to eat, so he went straight to the hospital.

Su Yao had no choice, and he had no choice either. Apart from surgery and rehabilitation, there was no other way.

When Wen Yan was lying on the hospital bed, he was still in a trance that couldn't be calmed down. It took Su Yao only one day since he left Yunshen, went abroad, and was admitted to the hospital, but it was thousands of miles away.

"If you hadn't had to come here for treatment, you wouldn't have told me about being sick, would you?" Xia Qinghe peeled an apple for Wen Yan. Arrange in small pieces on a plate.

Su Yao's parents and Xia Qinghe's parents are old friends for many years. When the two went abroad together, they bought the house next door. Later, when Su Yao's parents passed away in a car accident, they lived in Xia's house for a long time. Xia's mother almost treats Su Yao as her second son.

"It's not like you can't even hold an apple." Wen Yan smiled, picked one up and stuffed it into Xia Qinghe's mouth, "Eating can't stop your mouth."

"Tell me what's wrong with you. Why didn't you say you were sick?" Xia Qinghe tapped Su Yao's head, "Don't you read the speculations and comments on the Internet?"

"Yes, that's right. Many people think that you shouldn't be wasting time in Yunshen. You announced your retirement so suddenly because you were completely disappointed in Yunshen. You felt that the mud couldn't help you, and you were even disappointed with the current situation in China, so you lost your way and returned."

"This choice is understandable, but it is too unreasonable, not to mention there is Lin Zhi in it, where do you put him?" Xia Qinghe paused, "Especially the fans of Yunshen Club, how much they loved you back then, I hate you so much now."

"If you just say that you are injured and can't play the game anymore, how good would it be to end in the fans' tears, flashing spotlights, and expectations of 'we'll wait for you to come back'?!"

Xia Qinghe confiscated Su Yao's mobile phone under the excuse of "radiation", which was so inferior that it could not be worse. He couldn't bear all kinds of malice.

Who did this lie accomplish?

"Do you think so too?" Wen Yan held a fork and a small piece of apple, which he bit carefully. He didn't look at Xia Qinghe, but stared at the unknown tree branch that came into view outside the window, and said casually.

"What do you think?" Xia Qinghe asked confusedly.

"I don't think I should spend time in Yunshen."

Xia Qinghe sighed and took a deep look at Wen Yan.

"If you stayed in hok, you don't know how many trophies you won by now."

Wen Yan turned around, "So."

"But the name 'Not Seeing Chang'an' suits you better than 'yao'." Xia Qinghe pulled the blanket up to Wen Yan's waist, "I've never seen you like that before."

"Even if you are walking on the road, a lot of children flock to you and call you 'yao', they just look indifferent. Others guess that your temperament is like this, how can I not know?" Xia Qinghe smiled, " But when you were in Yunshen, when you chatted with my parents, you never left the team."

"Why, 'yao', who is as cold as a star in the sky, changed his name to 'I don't see Chang'an', and the spring breeze blows on his face?" Xia Qinghe stretched, "It's just that the person is right."

"I really want to know what attracts you to those kids? In terms of operation, they are definitely inferior to Angus and the others. In terms of personality, they are just a bunch of little kids. In terms of appearance..."

"Wow, there are indeed a few in your team who are not bad, Su Yao, don't be my little apprentice!"

Wen Yan took a fork and directly poked a piece of apple into Xia Qinghe's mouth, "Get lost."

But Wen Yan was in an inexplicably good mood. This mood came from Su Yao himself, and it gradually became clear in Xia Qinghe's words.

Many people think that he should not waste time in Yunshen, and even the manager of Yunshen club asked Su Yao politely, for the price they can afford, they can give Su Yao the top treatment, but more, It may be stretched.

Even they feel ashamed, but the outside world is still rumoring that Yunshen was able to keep Su Yao, and it was a sky-high price that no one else could even imagine.

But only Su Yao knew why he stayed in Yunshen. It was very simple. These young people taught him what a team is and what faith is.

"Qinghe," Wen Yan twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, his whole person was soft as if without any edges, "Do you know why I left from hok?"

Xia Qinghe shook his head, he really didn't know, he just thought there was something wrong with the contract, but looking at Su Yao's current appearance, it was obviously not the case.

"Because I think it's boring." Wen Yan said it so lightly, no one would have imagined that a person who became famous at a young age in e-sports and then became a god and stood at the top would say the word boring.

Xia Qinghe didn't expect that, he couldn't even tell whether Su Yao was joking or telling the truth.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Wen Yan said it for Su Yao, with a half-sigh, "I play games, fight rings, and do training, not because I want to do it, but because there is nothing to do at that time, it just happened."

Xia Qinghe felt a little distressed.

Until now, he only vaguely understood a little bit. At that time, not long after Uncle and Aunt Su had an accident, they saw Su Yao playing games and becoming famous little by little. They breathed a sigh of relief and felt that they could find something he liked. Lucky enough to be willing to touch something.

It turned out that it wasn't because he liked it, but because he needed something to pass those difficult times.

"I can fight in the ring day and night without disturbing my uncles and aunts. I also went to the training camp later. When it came, I went. It's as simple as that."

Xia Qinghe couldn't hold back, got up and hugged Wen Yan, patted his back, sniffled, "I'm sorry, I didn't even notice."

What he should have discovered was that he was too dull.

"Then now." Xia Qinghe said softly.

"What do you think?" Wen Yan pinched Xia Qinghe's face.

"I said, I said you just don't have vision!" Xia Qinghe snorted, "When Hok felt bored, he just turned around. How many children in the training camp set their goals on you and rushed to surpass your grades. As for Yun Shen, if you like it, you like it, if it’s interesting, it’s interesting, and you’re so tired from playing games!”

"Not tired." Wen Yan leaned back on the pillow and said with a smile.

It was Yun Shen who quietly, slowly, and step by step brought Su Yao out of a blank, barren, and calm world, and gave him long-lasting warmth.

That was the best dream about myself besides Xia Qinghe's family.