dissatisfied [e-sports]

At 10:30 in the evening, Yan's father and mother still found that Yan Yibing had disappeared.

And he didn't even have a coat on.

Yan's mother called him back in a hurry.

Yan Yibing couldn't find a strong reason for a while, and was afraid that his grandma would think that he didn't want to be with his family and be sad, so he had to give up the warm big bed in the hotel and the opportunity to provide special services.

Han Mo sent him to the gate, then hid in a dark place far away from the street lights, holding Yan Yi Bing's worn clothes, and silently watched him enter the yard.

There was the sound of startled birds chirping in the yard, followed by a dull slam of the door.

Han Mo couldn't help but grabbed Yan Yibing's clothes, raised his arms, put the clothes against his nose and sniffed lightly.

He actually really wanted Yan Yibing to be with him today, not for a further step, but for pure company.

At noon today, when he was packing his luggage and getting ready to go to the airport, he transferred 1000 yuan into a bank card that had been out of use for nearly two years.

Because he was thinking about Yan Yibing in his heart, he never changed his mobile phone number. This mobile phone number was given to him by the staff when he was a youth trainee at Zero.

The salary card at that time was also bound to this mobile phone number, and he only had that bank card at that time.

Later, when I went to Prince, I changed my salary card, and my annual salary increased by a hundred times.

His original card has never been used again, because there is not much money in it, just a meager salary in the youth training camp.

The text message reminded that the card had suddenly received the money, and he thought it was something wrong with Zero.

So he registered for online banking and checked the bill, only to find that the 1000 yuan was issued to him by an insurance company.

The team bought them all high-value commercial insurance and critical illness insurance. He had never bought this kind of insurance with a refundable coverage and flawed coverage.

So he called and asked.

The insurance company said that Bei Jingzhu bought the insurance three years ago.

The insurance premium is a total of 4 yuan. From the age of 20, 70 yuan will be returned at the same time every year, and it can be returned to the party at [-] years old, that is, a total of [-] yuan can be returned.

In addition, if the insured is hospitalized due to a serious illness before the age of 60, the remaining 4 yuan can be withdrawn at one time.

Bei Jingzhu set that day every year on the first day of the new year. From this year on, Han Mo will continue to receive greetings from two years ago.

Han Mo never expected to hear from her mother again today.

1000 yuan is not much, and it cannot satisfy his current life at all.

And the value he can create far exceeds this number.

But there was a subtle and strange feeling in his heart, as if the figure that was gradually going away was still greeting him with a smile——

"Hi son, happy new year."

Han Mo knew how short of money they were back then, and he didn't know where Bei Jingzhu could save 4 yuan to buy this insurance that couldn't protect anything at all.

He took a deep breath, his voice was hoarse, and he asked, "How did you sign the contract? What did she say?"

The customer service staff paused: "Sorry sir, I don't know about this, the colleague who handled it back then has left."

Han Mo asked again: "Why do you start returning money from the age of 20?"

Customer service staff: "Wait for me to take a look... This seems to be requested by the customer, maybe you can ask Ms. Bei."

Han Mo: "She passed away."

The customer service staff was stunned, and said a little awkwardly: "Sorry."

Han Mo: "It's okay, I didn't know about this insurance before, and she never told me."

Customer service staff: "Sir, it's like this. This insurance is a welfare insurance that we launched back then. It is impossible to have such an insurance now, but it was very good back then. Because this insurance can only be purchased when you are 70 years old. You will get all the proceeds, so I think Ms. Bei may hope that you can live until you are 70 years old."

Han Mo chuckled: "Well, I think so too, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, he repeatedly looked at the payment message. He didn't know what Bei Jingzhu was feeling when he bought the insurance.

With the original 4 yuan, it may be possible to get a medicine and a full-body examination.

He even dreams that money will appear on his card out of thin air.

But Bei Jingzhu took the money to buy an insignificant insurance.

It started when Han Mo was 20 years old.

Perhaps when she decided to give up treatment, she still hoped that she could accompany him until he was 20 years old.

When it is really beyond the reach, let this thing similar to a timing device continue to accompany him.

She thought of everything and planned everything.

Even when stroking his eyebrows and saying that he was cowardly and unwilling to suffer anymore, he still prepared to suffer until the day he was 20 years old.

Three years have passed, and Han Mo has completely accepted the reality of his mother's departure.

He was just very shocked by the power of maternal love.

Why is a person thinking about him until death, but a person can abandon him so happily.

He wasn't overly emotional, he was just a little dazed.

But it's still something to be happy about.

He will receive a message from his mother on the first day of every new year, and this message will continue until he is 70 years old.

When he saw Yan Yibing, he wanted to talk about it.

But he knew that Yan Yibing was an emotionally sensitive person, and when he heard such a thing, he would definitely feel sad for him and hate the cold hall for him.

Happy New Year, Master shouldn't have such emotions.

So Han Mo swallowed silently without saying a word.

Even the meeting with Yan Yibing dilutes his disappointment after learning about this incident.

He gets more sweetness.

He was with the person he loved the most and received New Year's greetings from his mother.

So he hoped that Yan Yibing could always be with him. After all, it's easy to think wildly when you're alone.

However, he also understood that Yan Yibing's family also needed company.

Han Mo stood quietly in front of Yan Yibing's grandma's house for a while, until he received a text message from Yan Yibing——

[Sleep when I get back, and get up early tomorrow to have morning tea, or I won’t be able to line up. 】

Han Mo decided to obey.

He went back and took a shower, lay on the bed, turned off all the lights, and fell asleep deeply without thinking about anything.

At seven o'clock the next day, Yan Yibing, wrapped in a milky white padded jacket, knocked on his door.

Han Mo opened the door and asked in surprise, "Uncle and aunt let you out so early?"

Yan Yibing: "Tell them to meet a friend in Guangzhou, who is in the e-sports circle. They don't know who it is. I said that the other party has retired. I haven't seen him for a few years. The opportunity is rare, so they let me out."

They wandered to Beijing Road.

Many shops are still closed, but there are already people shopping on the street.

A morning tea shop with a good reputation near Beijing Road is open, even on the second day of the new year, there are still a lot of people eating.

In fact, Hanmo has eaten Cantonese-style dim sum in Shanghai, but he has never eaten so many styles in one sitting.

Yan Yibing ordered seven or eight servings in one go.

Han Mo felt that they couldn't finish eating.

Yan Yibing: "When I was a child, my grandma would occasionally take me to eat here. It was very cheap at that time. The price has increased a lot over the years, but the taste has not changed much. At that time, they could exchange their full exam papers for a morning tea. When I was in elementary school, I had to take full marks for this, but it was a pity that I didn’t have the opportunity to come to Guangzhou after many exams. Hey, I was in elementary school, and you can’t walk yet.”

Han Mo smiled softly: "I talk and walk very early, maybe I can even run after you."

Yan Yibing stopped eating halfway, raised his eyelids and sneered, "Bragging, although I don't like exercising now, when I was young, I often ran first in sports meetings."

Han Mo: "Then I can also catch up with you. Slowly catch up, and I will always catch up."

Yan Yibing's eyes trembled slightly, he bit the chopsticks with the tips of his teeth, paused for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "Unless I deliberately let you catch up."

Han Mo peeled a glutinous rice chicken and put it on his plate, and said slowly, "It must be."

He likes to hear Yan Yibing share his life in those time periods when he didn't exist.

He can rely on these to outline what Master was like when he was a child, how cute he was, and how much he loved him.

Yan Yibing lightly kicked Han Mo's stool: "What about you, when you were young."

Han Mo thought about it seriously, and it wasn't really that far away. He had been there for many years, and he felt that time passed too quickly, and he grew up in a hurry before he could appreciate it.

So I still have a deep impression when I was a child.

"I'm not very obedient, I fight very hard, there are a group of so-called younger brothers, the whole community has heard my name, and other students don't dare to provoke me. Many parents of students think that... they think that Hantang is not doing something. Those who are in the business and the society are the only ones who can teach me this kind of thing. But I am not bad at studying, and I can remember it without much reading. The teacher just taught me, but did not find my parents."

Yan Yibing frowned: "Is your memory so strong?"

Han Mo slowly took a bite of the horseshoe cake: "It's not too exaggerated, now we still have to work hard."

The weather is not too cold today, so after eating, they went out to press the road.

Yan Yibing didn't know when he would be urged to go back by his parents, so reluctantly, he boldly held Han Mo's hand on the street.

Han Mo's palm was warm, but his fingertips were cool, and it was dry and comfortable to hold. He originally wanted to hold it, but after holding it, he didn't want to let go.

There must be passers-by staring at them, but they are all wearing hats, and no one can find out their identities.

Before they knew it, they left Beijing Road and strolled to the entrance of a shopping mall.

It was less than nine o'clock, and the shopping mall was still open, but the big screen hanging outside the building was already open for business.

What is surprising is that the promotional video of their participation in the East Asian competition was actually played on the big screen.

It has been several months since this event, it is no longer timely news, and obviously, no team is willing to bring their opponents to promote, so this big screen is definitely not bought by them.

Yan Yibing looked at himself on the screen, still a little dazed.

Stripes of gold swirled down with the lights and fell across the stage as they bowed with their trophies in their hands.

The national flag of China was hoisted at the scene, and under the reflection of the trembling red, they held up the microphone to speak.

Yan Yibing stood still, and found that there were many young people standing around watching the propaganda on the screen.

Yan Yibing couldn't help but asked, "It's been a long time since the game ended, why are you still playing this?"

Before Han Mo could speak, a young man standing not far from him couldn't help but said, "You don't even know that, NNTC stepped on our master during the interview before the global competition, Chinese and Korean fans on the Internet are greeting each other Parents, it just so happened that their team members came to Guangzhou this year to travel, and fans raised funds to buy it, except for a few iconic big screens, there are subway promotional frames."

Yan Yibing: "...Wow, that's awesome."

Boy: "Average, this amount of money is nothing to the e-sports circle, as long as it can reach NNTC."

Yan Yibing said sincerely, "Thank you."

The boy gave him a strange look.

It's embarrassing to be thanked inexplicably in the street.

He didn't recognize Yan Yibing and Han Molai, their hats were tightly covered and they were holding hands, no one would have thought that they would meet the Great God himself here.

When the boy walked away with a cold and indifferent face, Yan Yibing said to Han Mo, "It's a bit scary to see my face on the big screen when I go shopping casually. I don't know how celebrities adapt to it."

Han Mo still raised his head, smiled when he heard Yan, pinched Yan Yi Bing lightly with his fingers, and said softly: "Ice God, come on World Championship."

Yan Yibing's eyelids trembled, and he raised his head again, watching the replay of the scene of winning the championship.

He responded leisurely: "Well, Hanshen also cheers."