Who says support can't carry

Open your eyes and sit in the living room, and lie on the bed at night, day after day.

Liu Shiyu's eye sockets had been deeply sunken, and the bruises under his eyes were getting heavier and heavier, making him look powerless and even a little embarrassed.

Get up as usual, brush your teeth, wash your face, go to the refrigerator to find food, and sit in the living room counting the time after eating.

"Twenty, 21, 22..." Liu Shiyu counted with his fingers, and suddenly sat up straight, "Today is No.20 for three days!!!!"

Generally speaking, one week before the end of the transfer period, the players basically have to return to the base to start the training match, and tomorrow... the training match will start.

Liu Shiyu walked back and forth in the living room with his weak legs, because it was the eleventh floor and he couldn't jump down. Looking at the door lock, Liu Shiyu went back to the room and took the tweezers and began to pry the door. After prying for a long time, the door lock didn't move at all. .

Liu Shiyu became anxious, and suddenly remembered that there was a small hammer in the toolbox, and hurried to get it, and began to knock on the door.

bang bang bang~

There was a knock on the door one after another.

I don't know how long it took to smash the door, but the door still didn't move at all. Liu Shiyu slid against the door and sat on the ground, his hands hanging on the ground feebly, gasping for breath, his eyes showing a hint of despair.

At this time, there was a voice outside the door.

Liu Shiyu quickly stood up and shouted outside: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

A voice came from outside, it was the voice of a middle-aged man: "Are you knocking on the door?"

"It's me, it's me! I dropped my key outside, and I can't get out now, can you help me?" Liu Shiyu slapped the door panel with both hands as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and said hurriedly.

The middle-aged man outside is the property manager in the community. Because someone heard the sound of the door being smashed here, he thought it was a thief, so he came to take a look.

"Okay, then wait for me, I'll get you the key." The middle-aged man was a warm-hearted person, thinking that the voice of the person inside sounded like a child, so he turned around and entered the elevator without thinking much.

At this point, Liu Shiyu exhaled lightly and relaxed.

Saved.

After about half an hour, Liu Shiyu had been standing against the door, and when he heard a voice, he quickly patted on the door, "Uncle? Is that you? Open the door for me."

There was no response from the people outside, the sound of the key being inserted into the lock, turned, and the lock opened.

Liu Shiyu couldn't wait to open the door from the inside, "Thank you..." The words that blurted out were forced back by the person standing outside the door, "Dad..."

With a dark face, Liu Jing stretched out his hand to push Liu Shiyu into the room, and locked the door smoothly.

"Want to go out?"

Liu Shiyu nodded, "Yes."

"Have you figured it out? Are you not with that man?"

"Dad, it's impossible for me to separate from him." Liu Shiyu said, "I must also go back to play professionally."

I don't know if Liu Jing has calmed down these days, or because his son's haggard face made Liu Jing feel distressed. Liu Jing got angry, but he didn't do anything again.

"If you are with him, what can you get? The young man is younger than you, more famous than you, and has a bad temper. If you are with someone like him, don't you worry about losing money?"

Liu Shiyu thought of the way Si Jin carefully coaxed himself to take medicine when he had a cold and was sick, and his face sank. Si Jin thought of a way to make himself laugh, and smiled softly, "With him, I will can be accompanied."

The word 'companion' struck Liu Jing's heart like a thunderbolt. He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Liu Jing himself knew in his heart that since he was a child, he spent less time with his son. In the past, it was because he was poor and had to run around for a living. Later, it was because he was busy with business.

Why did you agree with your son to play professionally?It's not that I want my son to have something to do so that he doesn't look so lonely.

When he was in junior high school, his son was too noisy, and he was complained by classmates, parents, and teachers. Liu Jing also knew all about it. At that time, he went to the HAL club and saw his son playing seriously, so Liu Jing reluctantly agreed.

For this son, what Liu Jing felt most in his heart was still guilt, guilt for not being able to watch him grow properly, so that he developed such an aloof temperament as he is now.

These days, Liu Jing also thought about it. He has been running around in the mall these years, and he has never seen anything. There are men and men. His wife also asked a psychiatrist, and it may be congenital.

Liu Jing raised his eyes and looked at his son who was still standing there. In the past half a month, he has lost so much weight. His cheeks were originally fleshy, but now they are sunken. Liu Jing's fingers trembled a little.

but...

Liu Jing remembered the information he had checked, and said, "He is no longer in the same team as you. Can he still accompany you?"

"Yes." Liu Shiyu said lightly.

It was a very light word, but Liu Jing could hear the trust in it, sighed, and said, "I talked to your mother when I came here. If you can prove that you chose to play professionally at the beginning Yes, then we don't care about you and that child."

After finishing speaking, Liu Jing took two steps and sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, and threw one to Liu Shiyu as well.

Liu Shiyu took the cigarette, turned his head to look overjoyed at his father on the sofa, sniffed, "Thank you, Dad."

"Father is getting old." Liu Jing reached out and tapped the ashtray on the ashtray, "You have been self-willed since you were a child, and you can do whatever you want. It's not like we can't stop it, but I'm just thinking, your mother and I are just a child like you, There is no reason to yell and scold when you are not in pain.

So, whatever you do, as long as it's not too much, we support you.However, your mother has been getting worse and worse recently.When I first found out about this, I didn't even think about telling your mother.It's just that when your mom came to my office and saw those pictures, she almost fainted. "

When Liu Jing said this, Liu Shiyu felt very uncomfortable, walked to the sofa, sat down next to Liu Jing, "I'm sorry."

Liu Jing pinched out the cigarette, reached out and touched Liu Shiyu's head, "Dad hasn't touched your hair for a long time."

Liu Shiyu blinked his astringent eyes.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to the airport. Play the game well. Fight for yourself. Let's show off to our relatives during the Chinese New Year. How good my son is."

"The path you choose yourself, no matter how hard or tiring you are, you must walk out a bright path."

"When you were by my side before, Dad could still protect you. Now that you have grown up and are far away, Dad's hands are not so long."

The father spoke earnestly, and Liu Shiyu listened quietly.

After Liu Jing finished what he had to say, he got up and went back to his room to take out the medical kit.

"?" Liu Shiyu asked.

"Stretch out your hand. You don't know if your hand is bleeding."

Liu Shiyu stretched out his hand, and took a look at himself, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and it looked serious, when the alcohol was rubbed on his hand, Liu Shiyu felt the pain, probably because he was too hard when he smashed the door with a small hammer just now of.

Liu Jing took a cotton swab and carefully treated the wound, and when it was clean, he wrapped it up with gauze.

"I'm still an e-sports player. I don't even know how to take care of my hands. If there is something wrong with your hands, the team will not want you. It depends on what proof you have." Liu Jing said.

Liu Shiyu looked at the neatly wrapped hands, his nose was sour, and tears rolled down his face.

Liu Jing hugged his son, "Okay, okay. Do your own thing well, and make us happy as parents is the most important thing. Just like a child, crying at this age."

Liu Shiyu just leaned in his father's arms and cried bitterly.