【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

The eighth season came quickly.The competition schedule was hurriedly advanced along with the enthusiasm of the Glory players, and soon it was the end of the year.During this period, no matter how many players make their debut and how many players retire, just as countless people are born and countless people die every minute and every second on the earth, and the earth is still spinning, the rhythm of the glory game will not change for any reason. To go or to stop for a while.

But some people's actions will still affect the entire glory.Whether they go or stay, it is nothing less than an earthquake to the professional circle and ordinary players.

Ye Qiu retired.

Compared to Zhang Jiale who announced his retirement before the start of the eighth season, Ye Qiu retired without warning in the middle of the eighth season.

And as expected of God Ye Qiu, for fans, he was still familiar with Ye Qiu, and he still had a familiar taste.Even his retirement was announced by the club later on. He had been at the top of the Glory professional circle for eight years, but he really hadn't shown his face.

Zhang Jiale put down the e-sports weekly and sighed.

Quite a taste of the sorrow of a dead rabbit and a fox.Although in front of the old fox Ye Qiu, most of the time he was more like that rabbit.However, as a player who also retired, he also did not disclose the reasons for his retirement. Zhang Jiale inevitably felt a little empathy for Ye Qiu's retirement, and he couldn't help but think back to the time when he just retired.

He also loves Glory, and also pursues the championship. He wants to return to Glory professional competitions.

What about Ye Qiu?

Immediately Zhang Jiale patted himself on the head.

Hey, what do you want him to do.It would be better for that evildoer to leave the professional circle as soon as possible.Anyway, in this life, I never want to see his mocking face again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiale manipulated his ammunition expert trumpet, and joined the army of players who were fighting for the boss in the Hundred Flowers Valley.

Going around for many years, and finally returned to the starting point.

But it will start again soon, although this time the departure may not only bear the glory and expectations.

But what about him.

If there is no way, just kill one and come out!

Zhang Jiale threw thunder with one hand, causing flowers to explode all around.

City B, sunny day.

The sky is rarely covered by haze, blue and cloudless, clear and clear.Under the clear sky, the office building has clean and concise lines and towers into the clouds. The glass curtain wall reflects the brilliant early winter sun and shines with the same brilliant light.

Sun Zheping's hair was combed meticulously with hairspray. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with only his left hand wrapped in a layer of white gauze, which slightly damaged his image of a "business elite".He got out of the black car with a briefcase and walked into the building. The sound of the heels of his leather shoes stepping on the marble floor echoed in the empty floors, and the rhythm was not fast or slow.

"Xiao Lin." Sun Zheping stopped at the front desk and tapped the glass table with his index knuckles: "Is my brother here now?"

"It's Young Master Sun. Mr. Sun is in a meeting now. However, Young Master Zhong seems to have something to ask you for. He heard that you will come today, so he is waiting for you in the reception room."

"Master Zhong? Which one is less?"

"It's Shaodong from the Dingsheng Group, that young master from the Zhong family."

"What is he here for?" Sun Zheping's eyelids twitched, his face darkened a little, he waved to the girl at the front desk, took out his mobile phone, called the driver, and turned to the door: "Then I'll go back first. My brother asked When you get up, you tell him that I have been here, and let him come to the old house to get the materials after work, so that he will not blame me for not caring about business but only playing."

As soon as the words fell, the briefcase in his hand was grabbed by the edge with one hand:

"Farewell, Young Master Sun, why did you go when you came here?"

The blue veins on Sun Zheping's forehead twitched suddenly, and the little girl at the front desk burst into a cold sweat, thinking whether to call 120 in advance for the brave young master of the Zhong family.

"What's the matter with you?" Sun Zheping put the briefcase on the front desk table, undid the two delicate jewel cufflinks, flipped the sleeves up his arms roughly, crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and Impatiently written: "Don't tell me it's the same thing as last time."

"Hey." Young Master Zhong gave a doggy smile, picked up Sun Zheping's briefcase with one hand, and naturally wrapped his arms around Sun Zheping's shoulders with the other hand, leading him towards the elevator: "Go when you hear me coming. Great deterrent."

Sun Zheping glanced at him: "Tell me what you want to do. Let me tell you first. If you want to play golf, go hunting in South Africa, or go fishing in Norway, I can't accompany you. Believe it or not."

"Oh, Young Master Sun, don't be so unreasonable." Young Master Zhong pressed the elevator button, and the mirror-like smooth and clear elevator door reflected his flattering face: "It's not that you don't know that I have grown up so much I really didn't know a few players who are good at playing games, and masters can't be found by spending money..."

"You said this last time. Get something fresh this time." The elevator door opened in front of the two with a "ding". Sun Zheping stood at the door and did not go in. The young master took it over in his hand, with a look of "what can you do to me".

Young Master Zhong wept with a mournful face: "Young Master Sun, Master Sun, Sun Daxian, just help me once."

"Fuck you." Sun Zheping bluntly rejected Young Master Zhong's soft-spoken words, "It's not like you don't know how angry the old man was when I sneaked out to play a professional game last time. After that, I managed to break through It can be regarded as an explanation to the family. But then I retired after a hand injury. How could you not know how many years it has been since I was injured. At this time, you still ask me to play games? Are you kidding me?"

"I didn't ask you to play a professional game!" Zhong Shao suddenly realized, and took Sun Zheping's shoulders and led him into the elevator: "I just teach an ordinary person, what is it called... Yes! Violent food! In your words It's abusive food!"

"Abusing vegetables?" Sun Zheping looked at Young Master Zhong with a funny face, "Since it's vegetables, you can torture yourself."

When Zhong Shao heard this, his expression suddenly collapsed: "I'm better than him! I also played that game, but I don't know how to enter the game with the card..."

"what game?"

"glory."

Sun Zheping coughed: "Zhong Yebei, you did it on purpose, you know I hurt your hand and you still..."

Young Master Zhong shook his head quickly: "No, no! Grandson, listen to me, I know that you were the number one mad sword in the alliance..."

"It's Kuangjian." Sun Zheping interrupted him with a dark face, "You also said it was back then. Let's not talk about my hand injury. I haven't touched it for almost three years. How can I still..."

"It's definitely enough to abuse him!" Young Master Zhong looked at Sun Zheping with a pair of bright eyes, full of expectation: "If you agree, I will take the 5000 million bill I have now..."

"No way." Sun Zheping resolutely refused, turned his head and walked towards the door: "Don't even think about it."

Young Master Zhong still wanted to keep pestering me again, but Sun Zheping directly said: "Be careful if you make such a move again, I will tell Uncle Zhong that someone will give me a 5000 million bill in exchange for a cruel meal."

"Uncle Sun, I was wrong!" Young Master Zhong howled heart-piercingly, with a lot of unwillingness in his heart: "You used to dare to leave City B and go to other provinces without saying a word just to play this game. How can it be like killing you if you just fight one game!"

Sun Zheping's footsteps stopped.

He didn't stop for long, however.The "de" sound of leather heels hitting the marble floor sounded again, and Sun Zheping strode out of the building. The driver who had been waiting at the door for a long time, wearing snow-white gloves, opened the back door for him.

Leaning on the soft and hard leather seat, Sun Zheping unbuttoned his shirt collar, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

Row upon row of buildings on the side of the road moved backward one after another outside the dark blue car windows, and the speed was so fast that it was a bit dreamy and bizarre.

Before leaving, the words that the clock seldom yelled still echoed in my ears:

"You dared to leave city B and go to other provinces without saying a word just to play this game, but now just asking you to play a game is like killing you!"

It's like killing me.

If I were to lose 20 or [-] years of my life in exchange for a pair of healthy hands that can fight for another ten years without breaking, I would be more than happy without hesitation, right?

It's crazy that I still have this idea now.

Sun Zheping closed his eyes, smiled wryly and shook his head.

In this world, some things and some people are just like drugs.

Just because you can’t quit, or you have to endure too much unbearable pain and torture if you want to quit, you don’t want to touch it at the beginning, and after you finally force yourself to leave, you don’t want to do it again run into.

But these are actually excuses.

In fact, the real reason is nothing more than my own timidity.

Afraid that after being in contact with Glory, he would not be able to control his eagerness to fight for the championship again; feared that after entering the Glory Professional League again, a self who no longer played with pain would face countless new challenges. The helplessness of a master; the fear that when he faces the championship trophy and cannot get it, the unwillingness will swallow him up overnight; With a familiar expression, ask him "why".

He's just running away.

dare not look back.

When he was afraid of turning back, he was neither a person nor a thing, and there was no one or anything waiting for him in place anymore.

The original path was chosen by oneself.He has no regrets.

If he hadn't retired that year, although he could still go to the training camp as a sparring partner or even become a bench member of the team, how could he stand in front of the championship trophy and hold back the desire to compete, how could he endure the day when everyone won the trophy? How can the envy and unwillingness in the audience and behind the scenes persuade that person to give up and move forward alone?

After all, I was just a drag.

However, regardless of the resentment or longing flowing in his veins, together with the lovesickness, many emotions that he had suppressed for several years suddenly surged out from the deepest part of his heart, making his blood almost boil and burning his whole body All for no reason.

It's already like this just after listening to Zhong Yebei's words.

So from this point of view, if I really encountered things and people that I have been struggling to suppress and ignore these years, what would I be like at that time?

Too much obsession, I'm afraid I'm going to become a demon.

Sun Zheping smiled wryly again.