【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

"Well, that's it, please."

Zhang Jiale pushed the signed contract to the opposite side, supported the desk with both hands, and slowly stood up.The tabletop is cold to the touch, and the cool touch is like ants biting his fingertips slightly, and crawling up his arms all the way, arousing a bunch of goosebumps in the air-conditioned room.

The man in front of him was wearing a suit, his forehead slightly higher than the hairline was still covered with a thin layer of sweat in the fully air-conditioned room: "Zhang Jiale, are you sure you don't think about it anymore? Now the eighth season is coming soon. It's about to start, your retirement at this time, whether it's for Team Hundred Blossoms or for yourself..."

"No thanks, that's all."

Zhang Jiale interrupted Manager Baihua, and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to listen any more.Looking at the manager who looked regretful but said nothing, he squinted his eyes and smiled comfortingly: "I really have to say goodbye now, don't miss me too much."

He turned around, dragged the trolley case that had been placed at his feet with his left hand, and stretched out three fingers in his right hand, making them look like a gun. It was Dazzling Hundred Blossoms' move to change magazines.

For some reason, it was obviously a brisk and playful movement, but Manager Baihua felt that Zhang Jiale's back looked exhausted at that moment.

The moment he walked out of the Hundred Flowers Club's hall, the not-so-hot sun outside enveloped Zhang Jiale's body.Zhang Jiale held his suitcase with one hand, and looked up at the summer afternoon sun in Shang K City.There was a little sweat on his forehead, the broken hair on the sideburns stuck to his face in two or three locks, and the braids at the back of his head hung limply on his back.

K City is known as the "City of Spring". In this midsummer, the sunshine is gentler than other places.However, even in Spring City, the summer sun is still bright and dazzling.Therefore, when Zhang Jiale's eyes went dark, so that he felt that his eyes were almost blinded, he still closed his eyes, and secretly cursed in his heart - in the morning, he was depressed and didn't pay attention. Sit on the newly bought sunglasses and break them.Blame me?Well, it is indeed my fault.

Zhang Jiale took a deep breath, stretched out his hands and rubbed his eyes that were so sore from staring at the sun for a long time, and even had physiological tears. He took out the phone, entered four numbers to unlock it, and then clicked on the message editing bar, and skillfully entered the Enter a number in the sender column, and the action is smooth and beautiful.

However, after he entered the last number, he stopped his fingers.He stared at the phone screen without moving, and after a while, the phone screen automatically went dark.At this time, he took a deep breath, pressed the backspace key, and deleted the string of numbers one by one.

What to say?

I retired?

I am a bit tired?

I can not be reconciled?

I'm scared?

Excuse me for being a deserter?

Zhang Jiale smiled as if resigned to his fate, put the phone in his pocket casually, and walked with the suitcase.

It's unnecessary to post anything.

What's more, that's already an empty number.

Zhang Jiale can't drive.

He has passed the driver's license test three times.But these three exams failed without exception.

So Zhang Jiale, who didn't have a driver's license, huddled in the shadow of the eaves of the reception room of the Hundred Flowers Club, waited for four or ten minutes, and finally stopped a taxi.

The taxi driver enthusiastically got off the car and helped him put his luggage into the trunk. When he thanked him politely, the young driver shouted in surprise as if he had discovered something: "Zhang Jiale!"

Zhang Jiale was startled: "Ah? What's the matter?"

The taxi driver looked very excited: "It's really Zhang Jiale! I used to only watch your games on TV, but I didn't expect to meet a real person today!" He even stretched out his hand and fired a shot in the air: "I like you so much! Since the second season, I have watched every game of yours! You are the glory of our K City! Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, how handsome you are!" !Hey!".Suddenly he seemed to remember something, trotted all the way back to the driver's seat and rummaged for a long time, found an invoice book and a pen, handed over the paper and pen almost tremblingly, his eyes sparkled, and his tone was eager: "Great God Please sign for me, please! By the way, can you sign a few more for me, my buddies all like you!"

Zhang Jiale fell silent.

The driver thought Zhang Jiale was upset by his request, so he quickly changed his tune and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, God! My request is a bit too much, just one piece, just one piece!"

"It's okay, I was distracted just now." Zhang Jiale gave the driver a standard smile that I don't know how long he had practiced, reached out to take the driver's invoice book and pen, signed six or seven in a row, and handed it back to him : "Are these enough?"

"Enough is enough!" The driver grinned brightly, and opened the passenger's car door for Zhang Jiale with a look of doglegs: "God, sit here! I won't charge you for today's trip!"

Seeing the driver's smiling face, Zhang Jiale couldn't keep smiling.Afraid of being seen through, he hurriedly lowered his head and got into the passenger cab, trying to keep his voice steady: "That's really troublesome for you."

The driver closed the car door for Zhang Jiale, and hurried back to the cab: "It's an honor, how can it be trouble! Where are you going, my god?"

Zhang Jiale leaned his head back on the backrest and closed his eyes: "Let's go around first."

In the evening, Zhang Jiale finally opened the door with his luggage.

There was no one in the house, and the white cloth covering the furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust due to no one living in it for too long.The setting sun outside the house casts a slanted shadow on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The warm light envelops the flying dust and spreads to Zhang Jiale's feet.

Gently closing the door, Zhang Jiale put down his luggage and walked straight into the bedroom without taking off his shoes.He turned on the light, walked a few steps to the window and opened the curtains. For a while, the orange light inside the house and the orange-red setting sun outside the house intertwined into one color, and the light and shadow hit him, dyeing his not-so-black hair A layer of orange halo.

It's still the same as it was two years ago.

Zhang Jiale stretched out his arms, raising his hands high as if embracing the void.He closed his eyes, fell backwards, and the whole body fell into the soft bed that was still covered with white cloth behind him.

Immediately, with a muffled sound of "dong", Zhang Jiale sat up, clutching his head that had hit the head of the bed, and then was choked by the dust that had accumulated in the air for two years and coughed profusely.

"Damn, it's okay to be literary once in a while." Muttering softly, Zhang Jiale reluctantly left the room holding his nose, took out the mop and rag, and started cleaning with his braids up and down.

After retiring, life is still going on.

There is no life that cannot go on without someone or something.

It's just a matter of habit or not.

And myself, shouldn't I have gotten used to the new life long ago.

What two years ago not two years ago.

go to hell. (ˉ-ˉ#)~

It was almost midnight when Zhang Jiale basically cleaned the house.

He is used to professional life, of course he has good work and rest habits, but on the first day after retiring, his depraved homeboy life has already eroded him from the inside out.He lay on the bed that was finally made clean and fresh, staring up at the ceiling.Because the curtains had been removed and washed, the moonlight outside the window was unobstructed on the floor, like mercury flowing all over the floor.

I'm so bored, but I can't fall asleep.

It must be the fault of the curtains.

So bored, Zhang Jiale, who had regained his otaku body, got up from the bed.He rubbed his sore neck, which had been on the back for too long, and dug out a package of honeysuckle flowers from a side cabinet. He boiled some hot water to make a cup, and then turned on the computer.

Turn on the computer, connect to the Internet, and board the chunky penguin, followed by a series of "didi" sounds, which are particularly abrupt and frightening in the quiet night.

If you want to know with your toes, the news of your retirement should have been informed by the manager to the outside world.

"Zhang Jiale, aren't you! The eighth season is about to start, why did you suddenly quit at this time! Although I, Big Blue Rain, is the best, but Fang Shiqian has retired, why don't you just work hard! But I'm with you Said you really shocked me, do you know it! The captain said he couldn’t figure it out! Of course, it is impossible for our wise and mighty captain to be scared by you! Zhang Xiaozhu, you didn’t retire because of Sanya, did you? You have to learn from me. Look, I don’t win the championship every season, but I’m still so sharp, handsome, unrestrained and unrestrained. I’m worth hundreds of thousands of yuan in a game. From now on, don’t envy me hahahahahahahaha! How about we open a room and play two games? PKPKPKPK... Oh, by the way, what are you going to do after you retire? Are you going to live in old age early? Do you want to come to G City to play? If you come during the summer break, I will do the whole process Come on, let me tell you that the snacks in G City are delicious. There are rice rolls, double-skin milk, crystal shrimp dumplings, quicksand buns..."

Zhang Jiale groaned and closed the chat window where Huang Shaotian's spittle stars were flying in the sky while holding his forehead.The light from the monitor was projected on his handsome face, making his face paler.He clicked on the message reminders one by one, and the mouse made a rhythmic "click click" sound under his control: the message reminders from all over the alliance were not as lengthy as Huang Shaotian's. It turned out that there were nearly a hundred of them.Players who are active or retired, players who are usually acquainted or unfamiliar send messages one after another, some greet, some ask the reason, and some gags try to change the topic to comfort him (?) who has entered the old life ahead of time.

"Zhang Jiale, didn't you just get blown away by Wang Dayan again? Did you just retreat like this? Back then you were able to curl up your brother's braids, why are you wilting now?" Compared with others, Ye Shen The greeting was still so special, Zhang Jiale couldn't help but smash the keyboard and replied:

"Ye Qiu, your sister!"

To his surprise, the person opposite replied to him in seconds.

"Yo, are you still alive?"

"..."

The veins on Zhang Jiale's head were twitching: "I'm not going to die as soon as I retire..."

"I think it's very likely."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu suddenly appeared in the group of professional players:

"Zhang Sanya is alive, hurry up if you have any problems."

I don't know how many times I greeted this Honor No.1 with a cigarette in his mouth and a mocking face, Zhang Jiale suddenly felt very tired.It really is impossible to communicate well with a beast like Ye Qiu.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and the group of professional players exploded in an instant.A lot of people @百花羊置, Zhang Jiale knew even with his eyes closed that they came to ask him why he retired.Without looking at it, he clicked the red cross in the upper right corner.Clicking the red cross was still not enough, so he clicked on the settings again, blocked the group messages, and then started to process the messages sent by other people earlier.

Lin Jingyan's, Xiao Shiqin's, Chu Yunxiu's, and even Wang Jiexi's and Fang Shiqian's...

Zhang Jiale mechanically clicked on one by one, and then closed one by one, for a moment he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

It's not that he doesn't know what the outside world thinks of him.

Zhang Jiale retired?Just kidding!Zhang Jiale, who performed almost perfectly in the seventh season, Zhang Jiale, who won the runner-up for less than two months, Zhang Jiale, who is still at the peak of his career, Zhang Jiale, who is very likely to win the championship in the eighth season due to the retirement of Tiny Herb Fang Shiqian , why did you suddenly retire?What's more, if he consciously declines, a shining star player like him should generally announce his retirement at a press conference at the end of the seventh season in order to facilitate team adjustments. How could he be in the new season? At the beginning, did you just retreat in such an obscurity?

But only he himself knows.

He is tired.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He was about to collapse.

After processing the messages from more than 90 contacts, Zhang Jiale gave a wry smile.

Look, after so many years of hard work, I finally left some traces in this small circle.So much so that when he finally left by himself, there were still so many people who could come and give them away.

But still not reconciled.

But what if you are not reconciled?

Zhang Jiale closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair with his head stretched out:

Accept it.

So many people have witnessed your departure.

Although there is no him in it.

The last flashing message about the location of the fat penguin came from Han Wenqing.

Zhang Jiale opened it as a routine, but his eyes froze the moment he scanned the content.

"I know what you want is a championship."

yes.I want a champion.

More than wanting.I really, really, really want it.Zhang Jiale smiled wryly.

But Zhang Jiale is not the only one who wants to be the champion?Under the two big characters of glory shining with holy golden light, which professional player does not take the championship as his biggest dream and highest glory?

Even in my dreams I want to win that trophy.

But this is the third time he has missed his dream.

Since the fifth season, he has carried the dreams of two people alone—even if he is self-indulgent—accelerating and burning himself.From the toughness of the fifth season to the helplessness of the sixth season, and then to the madness of the seventh season, he has been at the forefront all the way, using the light from Dazzling Hundred Blossoms to guide the way forward for the whole team. It has been two and a half years. .In the past two and a half years, he has redoubled his efforts, playing cover and playing the main force, dragging the whole team forward by himself.He trains very hard every day, he trains himself when others are resting, and even stays in the club alone when his teammates go home during the summer break, replaying past games over and over again, thinking about more possibilities for his own style of play ;He played a dazzling light and shadow on the field, and then turned himself into a sharp sword that tore through that light and shadow. He even felt that he had become an ammunition expert with the temperament of a mad sword—but in the end, he still missed it. Near at hand, the glory of the flowers, his glory.

Did Tiny Herb defeat Baihua or Zhang Jiale?He couldn't tell the difference.

Despite the many twists and turns in his heart, Zhang Jiale only replied to Han Wenqing with a string of ellipsis.

"Come?"

Tyranny's hero went straight to the point, but the simple two words hit Zhang Jiale's heart heavily.

go?

After jokingly and irresponsibly retiring, he immediately announced his comeback in another team?

Next to his mouse is the icon of the Honor client.

But at that moment, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to click on that icon.

What's more, the card that accompanied him for nine years was no longer in his pocket.

Zhang Jiale hesitated for a moment, organized his words repeatedly, and finally typed out a sentence.

"let me consider it."