What is the most hopeless secret love experience? – What?
I finally got engaged to a man I’ve been in love with for years, and I want to turn back.
I used to feel like I could stay with him as long as he didn’t mind me.
But for the last three years with him, I never felt good about him.
He couldn’t remember my birthday and never went to the hospital with me. I’m always on call, and I don’t miss any of his messages.
But he’s, like, gone and he’s not coming back.
One.
When I called Jiang-som, his breath was a little confused.
The lights of the night were radiant, and I squeezed the microphone and went straight in.
“I don’t want to marry you. I’m sorry.
He had a moment of silence there.
“Again? I’m sorry.
Half-dick, laugh.
“Jan-Hing, not doing, you listen to me, I’m serious. I’m sorry.
I tried to make my voice clear.
“Stop it, will you? Gon, I’ll be back tonight. I’m sorry.
He’s got a little bit of impatience in his voice, but he’s still holding me low.
I looked at the fluorescent alarm clock on the eye table at 1:30 in the morning.
I don’t know if he came back for a moment.
“Don’t come back, I’ll tell you. We broke up. I’m sorry.
“No, Guqiang.” This time he called out my full name.
“You asked to be with me. You said you wouldn’t argue, and you could accept anything if I were with you. So you said.”
“Yes. “I said it lightly.
“Then you…”
“I repented. I’m sorry.
What is in the night flowing in silence, and it seems as though he has fallen down, and thereafter He has made it clean.
“Don’t regret it. I’m sorry.
Two.
When I hung up the phone, the house was completely dark.
“Shared? I’m sorry.
Suddenly the low-pitched lines were ringing in the ears, followed by the hotness of the breathing that spreads through the skin.
I looked up and looked at us upside down on the glass.
I didn’t actually go home. I was at the hotel.
The woman in the glass was wearing a white shirt and the man holding her from behind was naked.
The contours of Luthor were sharp and beautiful, but he was born to be hidden in darkness.
When I first saw him, his eyes looked at me in black.
Now, I always thought he was the one who smiled, but he didn’t.
He held me gently and kissed me on my shoulder.
“You’re scared. I’m sorry.
Statement.
“What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.
I’m sipping and touching his eyes in the glass.
“Luthing. I’m sorry.
He grunted, and he responded to me.
“You’re not like a 19-year-old. I’m sorry.
3
It’s the first time I’ve seen Luthor.
I didn’t know anything about electronics, I didn’t play games, it was probably a game, and there were flashes on the big screen.
When I was bored, I looked up, the screen cut to his side.
He was wearing headphones, lashes were thin, and he was quiet and quiet while his teammates were talking.
And black eyes, and their eyelashes are excessive.
It’s like screaming down a hill, swirling fluorescent fluorescent flaunts, id stom.
Wind and rain.
It’s like someone who can make a storm.
I couldn’t understand the war on the screen, but I felt the mood on the ground every time I reached him.
The spotlight hit him in the face and he was indifferent.
4
At the end of the game, Jiang-hing called me.
“Where are you?”
He slit his head and asked me.
“The Palace…”
“I told you to pick up those little bastards in the lounge. They’ve just won the game, they’ve got to work hard, they can’t find their assistants. I’m sorry.
I’ve been silent for a long time.
Hello? I’m sorry.
His voice was a little impatient.
“I know. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and didn’t tell him about it.
Today is my birthday.
I don’t think he remembers, but he’s always been like this, and he doesn’t care much about me.
Even with me, maybe because I’m good.
Hang up. I’ll go to the lounge.
It’s a very big house, and I’ve been here once or twice before, and I’ve finally come around, 20 minutes later.
“Unfortunate…”
I was so scared I pushed the door.
There was a bit of a mess in the lounge, and everything was still up, but the room was empty and there was only one person in the couch.
He looked up at me, and his eyes were dark, and when the light was in it, it was like a small star.
It’s just someone on stage calling it a storm.
He looked at me for two seconds and pulled his head off.
“I’m late. Excuse me. Where are the others? I’m sorry.
I went over there to help him pack.
I don’t know what the assistant’s supposed to do.
The bag was a little heavy, and as soon as I took it, the belt was caught by a long, fixed finger.
Are the game hands so good?
He stood up, but he didn’t speak, and his eyes were still looking at the screen of his cell phone, but he took the bag on my hand.
“Other people…”
I asked him again, this time he took his earpiece off and looked straight at me.
He’s got a nice eye, a subtle rad at the end of his eye, and I can’t stop looking at people, so I know what the spirit is.
“I’m hungry. I’m sorry.
It’s a young man’s voice. It’s a little dumb.
I’m being told.
I remember, my job was to escort a team to the car and finish. What do I do when I’m hungry?
When I didn’t talk, he slit his lips and suddenly pulled my wrist forward.
“You wait…”
I stand still and shake his hand.
So he looked at me without moving, and covered his face with his chin, with only a wet eye.
The way you can do me.
“The others are gone. I’m sorry.
After the meeting, the muffled voice was heard in the mask.
“You think you’re 20 minutes late? I’m sorry.
With a little eyebrow, there’s a little tweak.
“Why are you still here?”
It is clear that he does not wish to answer my question now, but to re-examine it.
“Can you drive?”
5
I’ll look down to the people next to me.
His hands were tied to his neck, and his eyes were mirrored by neon lights outside the window.
Seems to feel my eyes, he softly explains.
“At the age of last year, we didn’t have time to take a driver’s license. I’m sorry.
Oh, just grown up.
Six years younger than me.
Electronics also seem to be young people, and it is common to be 25 years old at the end of a career.
E-sleep used to play games, so now he invests in the electronic competition club.
It’s like someone’s tearing my heart off.
It caused the last brake to be a bit urgent.
The man next to me has been rubbing his wrists all the time, and when I looked at it, he showed it to me.
His wrists were white, so the red mark was particularly visible.
“The legacy of the old. I’m sorry.
A little sarcastic.
Professionals’ wrists are a little worse because of long and extensive practice.
I don’t know if I’ve just been thinking about the river’s sleep, but now I can’t hold back the fluctuations.
Today’s my birthday.
He doesn’t remember.
I don’t want to remember him being my boyfriend.
And suddenly We fell down and pulled out of the lockers on the side of the side of the body, with a mist of town injury.
Sprayed on his wrist.
He left me alone in peace, without sound, and then looked up to him, and found his eyes slightly bent.
Laughing.
Six.
The address he gave me was a beef noodle shop that was always found in the deep well alley in Shanghai.
Delicious, but not cheap.
It seems that the people in front of them are well-known, waiting for the space to come up and playing with the chopsticks.
And the chopstick fell upon the white finger, and fell before me.
“When you’re done, you can go back. I’m sorry.
I looked up and asked him.
He was, um, dizzled with ink and his eyelids were plunging, and he didn’t think he was listening.
“Storm, have all your other teammates returned to base? I’m sorry.
I called him. I only knew his name.
He listened to me and laughed softly.
“Luthing. I’m sorry.
Call me Luthor. I’m sorry.
His voice is a little dumb, but it doesn’t bother me.
I nod my head and write down that name.
And then he came up and he looked at me in the air.
“Why did you pick us up today? I’m sorry.
“It’s your assistant who’s gone and wait, you know me? I’m sorry.
I’m a little surprised at that.
I didn’t come to the club that many times, and every time I came, it was the first time I had seen him.
He didn’t talk, he ate noodles.
There was a lot of people in the noodle shop, and he opened his mouth when I thought he was going to shut up.
“Of course I know you. I’m sorry.
“The lady boss. I’m sorry.
Madam, that’s what he called me.
Bite those three words like they’re playing.
7
He was carrying a cigarette when I came out.
The lighter turned around in his hand and saw me without a light.
I figured he smoked. His dumb voice was smoked.
And he put the smoke back into his pocket, and he put his eyelids and cast a shadow over his eyelids.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
“plus
It’s gonna call my sister again.
I used the street light to warm the yellow light.
He looks like a broken star. I opened my mouth and said no.
It was almost 11:00 p.m. when he was taken to the base gate.
I sat in the car, staring at his back getting further and further away, waiting for the silence around him, then pressing my cell phone, and there was a message from me that the river was sleeping.
“There’s a bar tonight, no return. I’m sorry.
There’s a bar.
Suddenly a breath started to scare myself.
It’s like an hour before my birthday ends.
Actually, I didn’t ask him for my birthday. But he said last year that he’d give it to me this year.
He must have forgotten that he still had that commitment.
I can’t believe I’m still waiting for today.
I smoked my nose and my phone hit again.
Rusty’s head is a cat with a little duck, not like him.
The message he sent me was simple, four words.
Happy birthday.
After the meeting, the cell phone shook twice.
Sister.
Good night.
8
When I got up, the sun was shining through the curtains inside the hotel.
Scratch my hair, remember I broke up with Ezmotti yesterday.
There was no one in the room. If there were any sign of a blanket on the couch, I suspected that Rusty was not here yesterday.
And then press the phone, and there’s more than a dozen left unanswered.
It’s Kang-hing.
I was staring at the phone records, thinking I used to call him a dozen of them.
It’s gonna shock again.
Hello? I’m sorry.
“You didn’t come home yesterday, Argon. I’m sorry.
He’s a little mute, nothing up and down.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
“I said break up. I’m sorry.
“What did I do to make you angry? Will you stop it?”
“I’m not joking. I’m sorry.
“You really think I can’t tell you? Then I will persuade you not to cry. I’m sorry.
“…”
I suddenly feel so tired.
Yes, I used to cry out to him not to leave me, but he was so humble, so he became accustomed to my infinity, and thought that I would endure him for a lifetime.
I’m like his toy. It’s gonna be gone. He’s upset again.
I hung up the phone, and I took his number.
When all this is done, look up and stand quietly at the door.
Rusty’s got breakfast in his hand, and I’m probably finished with my phone, my lips and my thoughts.
“Why are you still here? I’m sorry.
I asked him.
I heard he picked the frown, put breakfast on the table and looked at me.
“I can’t be here?”
“Didn’t you have a training competition today? I’m sorry.
So I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, and he followed me to the door, leaning on the door frame, and his eyebrows turned away and made peace.
“I’m going to Sweden in a few days. Can’t I see you more? I’m sorry.
Sweden? I’m sorry.
“The Mid- season. I’m sorry.
He’s got a black eye, he’s staring at my little leg, and he’s a little open.
“Luthing. I’m sorry.
I called out his name, and his eyes came up, like black rock, deep and beautiful.
“Don’t stare at my sister’s legs. I’m sorry.
He smiled and looked like a scoundrel.
“I’ll see. I’m sorry.
9
Rusty won’t even eat breakfast.
I know it’s been hard for him to spend that time with me, but he’s just like this and he’s like this.
That’s why he’s not 19.
I’m sitting at the table and I’m eating up my life while I think about what’s going on.
It’s the river.
I like it when it’s long.
Many years ago, he was not Chief Jiang, long enough that he had not been called a national masculinity by the media.
I don’t think anyone would have thought that the river sleep before the age of 19 was a little fatty.
I like this fat hole. I can’t catch him.
Because the fat one likes the goddess of the moon, they say he wants swan.
And I want to eat toads.
People around me thought I was sick, but I liked him.
He’s got good grades, and I like the way he’s fat, but still cold.
He chased his goddess, and his goddess said it because he didn’t like me being around him.
So he hates me even more.
I said it’s none of my business. You can’t catch up with Nguyen Lin because you’re fat.
He said roll.
I didn’t leave, I persevered, I even studied and went to the same school as him.
I think I’ll be able to touch him one day, and he’s tired of looking at me like a fly.
It turned out that one day he was being bullied in an alley by a bunch of punks outside the school.
I called the police to get rid of them.
His clothes were full of shoe marks and my eyes were still bad.
But later, I wasn’t that excluded.
Let me get this straight. Isn’t this called short-handed?
Then I found out I wasn’t, because I was getting revenge from those punks.
I was pulled into the corner, I was a girl, so a little girl was mean to me, and she threw that screaming drink on my forehead.
The lid of the drink was broken.
They told me not to be the head of a bird. I was just wondering if I’d been bullied.
Thinking about it, I really saw him, like he was passing by, like he recognized me, and then he left.
Yeah, he’s smart. Of course he won’t be a bird.
The next day I fell in front of him and showed him that my forehead was really slammed out.
He didn’t talk, but he did.
This is my chance to get close to him in exchange for blood.
Now I feel stupid, and then I say to myself,
And whosoever hates the steel and doesn’t have it, he is the only one who takes it as a treasure.
It turns out I’m pretty good at it, because a few years later, the girl who likes to sleep in the river is like she’s gone.
I went to the same college with Ezmo.
Actually, I watched him volunteer and wrote myself, and 80 percent of it coincided with him.
I was happy the day I got the letter of admission.
And I heard that because he had crossed most of the cities and his goddess to confess, but she had an affair.
I told him, why don’t you try the diet?
He hums at me.
What if you lose weight and your goddess falls in love with you?
Then I started running with him.
And We stayed with him for a long time, and turned over the summer, and entered the first year of life, and he changed in a small way.
But one day, he’ll be taken off the street.
Nor did I think that he would be so handsome with a thin eye, a big boy of eight feet, like a glowing and warm light.
Not my light.
I thought I was with him for so long that I could impress him, and he didn’t, and he fell in love with a girl in the next class.
I still like him. This time some more girls like him with me.
And then, as soon as I graduated, my years of love had finally come to fruition and I was with him.
It was the graduation party, when people took a real chance, and his brothers got up and made him confess to me.
I hate that smile. It’s when I laugh.
He confessed to me. I promised. We were together.
Right, our start, like a joke, everybody didn’t think, so we were together for three years.
10
When I decided to break up, I was going to go home and move things out.
Actually, both parents had decided to get married, and when I called my mother, she didn’t hurt me.
She said she’d seen the boy in a bad way and she didn’t see where it was better for me.
But I’m too deep.
It was dark in the house, the lights were still on, and I reached out and I had my wrist snapped.
He’s silent.
The sun leaks through the gap in the curtains, and the others are taller, blocking my light, and the contours are blurry, and the sound is more dumb than the sound of the phone.
“Why did you come back? I’m sorry.
“Back up something. I’m sorry.
My hands are even tighter.
I earned him. I didn’t.
“Jan sleep, let go. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t talk.
“Argon…”
And then I whispered my name, leaned over and kissed me, and I ran away.
His lips crossed my jaw, and his breath stopped in my ear, and he was agitated.
“It’s time to let go. I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my wrist again, and I don’t know whether to say it to him or to myself.
He was silent for a moment, and then he let me go and banged on the living room light.
It didn’t seem to fit in with the strong light, and he gagged his eyes and asked me.
“Where did you go last night? I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer him, went straight to the room and packed his stuff, and there was a small bottle on the tea table, and he drank a lot last night.
The bottles of wine at home were good years ago, and he didn’t want it.
He stood behind me and talked to himself.
“You said you’d never leave me. I’m sorry.
The hand of the pack was still in place, and I found myself not as capable of crying as I thought.
Yeah, I used to feel like I could stay with him as long as he didn’t mind me.
But did he know that I’ve never felt good with him in the past three years?
He couldn’t remember my birthday and never went to the hospital with me. I’m always on call, and I don’t miss any of his messages. But he’s, like, gone and he’s not coming back.
I packed things up and went out and he stopped in front of me.
“Jean sleep. I called him.
“You open our chat records, count, how many times have you returned my messages? I’m sorry.
“Just because of this…”
He seemed like he was incredible, wrinkled, and he was always like this, and always thought I was so good to him.
“Yeah, that’s why I’ve been your little tail since I was a kid, and this time I quit. I don’t care who you’re with, and I don’t care how late I come home. I’m sorry.
“Happy? I’m sorry.
I seriously looked into his eyes.
“I’m finally lost. I’m sorry.
It seemed like he didn’t react at all.
“You cried. He says softly.
He reminds me that I feel like I’ve had tears on my cheeks.
Yeah, I still cried.
He wants to hug me, I run away and walk away.
I actually know why I’m crying.
It’s not sad, it’s just that after all this time, I’ve been playing around like a fool and I’ve never had his warmth before, and I feel like I’m dying.
Go home, I’ll sleep in the river.
I don’t want to see it.
I slept for days while I was on vacation until I felt I couldn’t go on like this.
After lunch, he squeaked and drowsy, but the light was too thick, so I turned on my phone and filtered a message.
One of them is Rusty. He’s still the cat with the duck, only sent me a photograph.
The background is a vast ocean, and a few big boys walk on rocks by the sea, and I can find him at once.
He was always quiet, half of his face in thick puffs, and only his black and varnished eyes.
Look at the camera. It’s like you can suck people in.
I was just thinking about how to get back to him, and his phone screen jumped.
That’s what Rusledge is, coming straight into the world of others, no matter what.
Hello? I’m sorry.
It’s a mouth that finds my voice sticky and dumb.
He was quiet and his voice was cold and he was tired.
Pop, it’s the sound of the lighter.
“I’m playing tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Are you nervous?
I asked him like I was joking.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
He was so quiet that I could hear the sound of the distant sea and his smooth and regular breath.
In fact, I thought he had been used to the spotlights falling on him long ago, and that he was able to see everything.
“I don’t want to lose. I’m sorry.
I heard him.
“I really don’t want to lose. I’m sorry.
It’s so delicate and serious, it’s so hot, it’s so stubborn.
I think I can imagine a young man lying on a rail, a wave on the shore, a white fog coming out of his mouth and spreading in Sweden’s rotten aurora.
Actually, I heard on the Internet that Rusty’s talent was a campaigner, but no one ever saw him and his team on their way to the mid-season.
Because they have strong enemies to face.
Lpl has not been a champion in the world for a long time.
It was not until I heard his name on the microphone that we were silent for too long.
“Hold up. I’m sorry.
I didn’t stop him.
There’s only a series of busy voices left.
Eleven.
Then my days seemed to be back on track.
I’m a little relieved without him, without him, and without him who always wants to hold the trigger and wait for his reply.
I’m starting to get used to a daily-sit-in-a-show-in-the-race routine, thinking I’m all grown-ups, and I didn’t think that there was a lot of attention to the electricity competition among colleagues.
They’re pretty good at it.
The spotlights on the stage always lighted his skin in cold and white, and even blacked his eyes.
When the operation came out, the scene was boiling, but his eyebrow was thin and still cold and quiet.
It’s like he wasn’t the one who called me a few days ago, and he said he didn’t want to lose with a little bit of frustration and struggle.
In the arena, the 19-year-old boy became a great general.
I don’t know.
When I came home that night, I found a man lying on the fence at the door.
Long time no see, it looks a little shabby, and there’s a lumber on the chin, wearing a plaster shirt, staring at me.
“I want to talk to you. I’m sorry.
“What’s there to talk about? “I crossed him and took the key to the door.
“Why break up with me?” His voice was a bit dumb and paranoid.
“I hate you. I said to him softly.
And he seemed to be dazzling, and then suddenly he laughed.
Do you hate me too? I’m sorry.
Yeah, would I hate him?
And I breathed, and the mid-summer vibrating was agitated, and the old lights were flashing.
I’m just a little too much of a knife, so I don’t want to be near him.
I’ve always liked to hurt him after he was with me.
I made it. He said it wasn’t good.
I bought new clothes and he said I was too skinny to have that body.
He hated me a long time ago. I don’t understand why he’s still doing this.
I couldn’t understand the game, but I wanted to fit in.
He’s a lot taller than me, and he’s been playing with me a couple of machines, and he says I’m too good to play.
He told me to practice an extra hero, an ugly hook-shower, and I’ve been doing it all by myself.
Later, my friend sent me a picture of him at the Internet cafe.
He was surrounded by a girl who fought with him and operated a lovely hero.
I thought I was stupid and stupid to practice the hooks.
And that’s when I knew Fang Jun was the girl who was close to him.
When I sent him pictures of them, he returned to me with a question mark long after.
“We don’t have a support in five rows. I’m sorry.
“I can also help. I’m sorry.
“You? Forget it. You’re too good. I’m sorry.
That’s it. I’m staring at that. A man suddenly cried.
Likes to sleep, tired and tired.
But it’s funny, when I never wanted to chase him again, he stopped himself.
“Ching, will you come back? He whispered behind me.
“I dreamt last night that when you were bullied a long time ago, I ran out and stopped you. I’m sorry.
“If I had helped you get in the way, would you have hated me so much? I’m sorry.
His voice is low and he carries the paranoia that devours people.
“I’m just… I’m gonna suck at people around me, and I know I’ve always had this problem, but I can’t really be without you. I’m sorry.
“I haven’t had a good day. I’ve had your shadows everywhere. You know, I found out I missed you so much. I’m sorry.
“You come back, I won’t let you know, I won’t hurt you. I’m sorry.
“Can I change it?”
Would she be happy to hear him say that a few years ago? I’m not happy right now, I’m just sad and I feel like I’ve been rubbing my heart.
I took a breath and looked seriously into his eyes.
“You just ran away with your little tail. I’m sorry.
And he smiled, and my shadow was in his shallow eyes.
“It’s about finding out that you really like your little tail. I’m sorry.
“Jan-sun, you’re boring. I’m sorry.
I’ve thought about it. We’ve never had a fight with him.
In fact, he’s in deep debt, he can’t talk. I’m just too good for this.
Now, I don’t want to argue, I want to end up in a place where I don’t sleep.
And when the light was dazzled and darked, it was like fatigue overtook us, and he stood there with his lips, and was blind.
I left him behind and locked him out.
12
I didn’t sleep well that night.
I always dreamt of a long time ago, when I was together, and I followed him like a shadow of the river.
He was so passionate, he was so sweet, so he never needed a pretty girl for a gift.
Why is he so reckless because he’s sure I won’t leave him?
It was him, and I thought as long as he didn’t lose me, I could spend my life with him.
But people’s enthusiasm is always exhausted.
I finally ran into the southern wall and broke my blood and finally turned around.
When I had to work the next morning, I was not very sober when the alarm clock woke me up. After a while, the door was opened and the person lying at the door was surprised.
He didn’t leave. He slept here all night.
He woke up and looked straight at me.
He must have slept worse than me, with his eyes down, cold.
“Good morning. I’m sorry.
“You’re crazy. “I frowned in front of him.
“You think you’re crazy?”
I don’t know.
Looks like you’re not thinking straight.
“As you wish, Zhuan, when you move, don’t stop your aunt from cleaning. I’m sorry.
“Don’t bother. And he stood up and leaned on the wall, and his eyes were not removed from me.
And suddenly he laughed.
And turn around and walk clean.
I’d like to contact a brain doctor I know to see if there’s a problem.
I’m in a very easy class because I own a company, and the head can’t say anything about me.
In the meantime, I’ve finished the game they played yesterday, and they’re in the finals, and it’s going to hold on to the last hope.
It’s full of gas. There’s a bunch of pictures of the game.
Rusty’s very glamorous, and one of them probably won the game, and he ended up staring at the computer screen and smiling, turning his eyelids and flashing the light of the stars.
I brushed those words, accidentally brushed the wind, and the little sister was obviously very excited about how she slowly liked it.
He’s been through a lot of frustrations, but people see only the scene of his cup.
All the pressure was placed on the 19-year-old. He couldn’t lose.
He…
I was surprised by the sudden call.
Look at the name. It’s Luthor.
I’m surprised because of the timing, which is already 1:00 in the morning.
He has a game tomorrow.
Hello? I’m sorry.
There’s a young man on the phone with a soft line. I didn’t respond.
So he fed it again.
“Lose? “
“It’s me. I’m sorry.
It’s a little loud over there, like someone’s talking.
“Why are you still up? I’m sorry.
“It’s early. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you have a game tomorrow? I’m sorry.
“Well, I can’t sleep. I’m sorry.
His voice is vague, probably biting something, I think.
“I’m at the Internet cafe. He suddenly said,
“I couldn’t sleep, I wanted to play a few more hands, the coach stopped touching our computer, and I ran away. I’m sorry.
“You know, I was just there talking to a foreigner about a setup, more funny than a half-day painting. I’m sorry.
His voice is full of laughs and he’s proud to do bad things.
“Don’t do anything. Rest is important. I’m sorry.
“I can’t sleep. I’m sorry.
He was simply right to repeat his reasons, and I was just trying to persuade him that his voice had suddenly become serious.
“I’m open. I’m sorry.
His game should start.
“Then I…”
“Don’t hang up. I’m sorry.
I heard him say it felt a little tough and soft.
“Can you finish the game with me? I’m sorry.
The mouse clicks were very clear, and he wasn’t in a hurry, as if I could say yes.
“I’m leaving soon. I’m suffocating.
“It doesn’t matter. The phone’s connected. I’m sorry.
“…”
No matter what.
“Tomorrow’s game is your fault if it’s bad.” I’m sorry.
More threats.
I gave up my resistance and started my own business.
He basically doesn’t talk, and sometimes the keyboard knocks suddenly get so intense, so delicate and unexpectedly hard to hear.
I got off work and drove home alone.
In Shanghai, there was a little bit of asphalting rain these days, and during the time of the red and green light, he was listening to another part of the Earth playing games.
Lpl shooters have been radical in their approach, and he is more or less paranoid in this regard, often fighting against the enemy on his own, so that the audience who followed him in the game can hold him close.
And that’s why he did so many miracles.
Back home, he didn’t finish, he didn’t know how many games he had.
I was lying on the sofa, listening to the keyboard and the mouse, and I felt so relieved.
Slept over and woke up and found it at 9:00.
Tried to feed the sound, didn’t respond.
But the sound of pressing the keyboard, I know it.
Still fighting.
It’s like he’s a little luminous, sticky, and he’s so close.
“Is it time to go to bed? I’m sorry.
And he’s um, and it’s obvious, and I suck my nose, and he asks it so easily.
“A cold?”
How can that be? How could he be so distracted.
The sound of the crystal blowing up in the headphones won or lost.
“I fell asleep.”
Then he heard a whisper of light.
I held on to the microphone and felt like I should say something.
“Loselyn, that… fight tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
There’s an aura in the microphone. He must be smiling.
“Well, okay.
13
It’s Sunday at the finals and it starts live at 9:00 p.m.
As expected, they’re fighting Korea.
And the South Korean team who won the World Champion twice in a row.
The live screens on the computer screen were rolling over and over, and the finals were officially played after the documentary was played.
The camera shot each of the players, and AD was on the side, and when he arrived at Rusty’s, he just took his headphones, and he didn’t have a look.
It boils down.
The black eyes were staring at the computer screen, and he probably knew that he was the hope of many people at the time, or else he wouldn’t even be able to sleep, or open the ranks of one game after another in the Internet cafe.
On both sides, the bp (Heroes and No Heroes) was entered, and after the election, the screen started to be painted “gg”.
I turned off the screen and looked at the computer screen and wondered what it was like at that time.
When the camera cuts into him, he’s always faceless, and when he talks to his teammates, he’s just holding hands.
He’s always been clean and clean, and the game’s got a lot of work going on.
It’s been almost 40 minutes, and it’s won across the street.
This is the first round, and it seems that this is going to be a rough night.
It’s almost loud enough to open the curtain, and some say it’s a good thing to lose the first game, and others say that the Korean team ends the game with three to zero, and the rest of the rest of the team, Rustyon, sits on the chair and looks so dark.
When he looks, the eyelashes leave a shadow in his eyelids, and his boned fingers draw a cup of paper on the table without knowing what to think.
In the second round, they play more radical than in the first.
It seems that with the courage to break through, there seems to be a real desire to lose, a screen full of screens, a second and 10 words, and an exciting almost bursting of earpowder.
Everyone wants too much, too much to win.
The final game is bo5 and the game is three, taking the next game and everything back to square one.
In the third round… they lost.
On the other side, he singled out a living hero who had never played in a game, and he was caught in the middle of his home, and he was ripped to pieces, and then destroyed the ancients.
And the moment the crystal blew up, the camera gave Rusling a close-up.
He was staring at the screen with his lips on, and his hands were still on the keyboard.
The screens are rolling, “Call for five games.” I’m sorry.
I slammed the computer off.
I think I can’t watch.
If the South Koreans win the next game, we really lose the championship.
But at least in electronics, Luthor was a very proud man, and I can’t imagine what he would be if he lost.
It’s as if no one cares anymore.
I turned on the TV, and there was a funny show on it, but when I was focusing on it, I was thinking about the guy on the stage.
He said he didn’t want to lose.
After a long time, I turned on Twitter and didn’t see any news of the final outcome of the game, so I was relieved.
Just after the end of the fourth race, they finally took back a city to the point of the fifth race.
When the live broadcast was turned on, the team members went back to the game and refuelled over and over and over again, with their names being shouted in their throats.
The voice of the talk echoes in the air.
The song of war was ringing and the cries were pouring on the ground, and when the moment was heard, it was not clear why the tears were so hot.
Yeah, well, that’s probably why those guys love electronics.
Even if the fighting is deep in the mud, and even if the enemy is as horrifying as a giant thing, we can still struggle to climb up and run into the enemy, tear a mouth open and let the light out.
Rusling told me long ago that he wanted a trophy for the finals.
That’s what every professional gambles for.
But perhaps youth is a pity.
The same thing happened when the electronics race was so eager to win, when they were training, and when it came to the moment when they were crying and crying, they watched their family’s crystal strips disappear.
That year, the wind of hope that they had placed in them was never back in the last game of Bo5.
The camera shakes, Rusty rises, removes the headphones, and I’ve never seen them in my eyes.
14
In a few days of high-temperature red warning, Shanghai was like a giant steam cage, and I walked to the navigation, and the noise was disturbing.
“Are you giving the right place?” I typed in the input box.
“That’s right. You go that way. You know Luk’s number number number, I dare not mess with him. I’m sorry.
“…”
The other side of the phone is Luthor’s mate.
It was said that he had not been to the base for days and that it would be a break, but after all, he had lost and his team members had been restless.
Luk will obey you. I’m sorry.
– That’s what he said.
Yeah.
Is it a child? You didn’t get a non-mainstream signature, did you?
I’m a little curious to poke it in. Oh, thank God.
This time, his…
“I’m home. I’m sorry.
Well, home is safe.
I nod my head, put my heart down, after the meeting, he texted me.
“Come to my house?”
“…”
Honestly, it’s not right.
I put my phone on a black screen and started my job without an expression.
However, the phone struck again.
“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.
“…”
It was not until I was standing at his door that I found myself in his nose every time.
Knock, knock, knock, or no.
What the hell, he just left?
I just wanted to call.
It was as if Ruthian had just taken a bath, and his hair was wet, and his hands covered his hair, and the beads flowed all the way down the collarbone.
Do you want to see it?
He pulled the collar down.
“…”
I pulled my eyes back to him and I got wet eyes. He gave me a way, and I came in.
In broad daylight, the curtains were pulled to death, the air conditioner storm cooled, and he was wearing short sleeves and short pants, sitting on the couch with long legs and staring at me with impunity.
The tea table is full of seven-and-eight beer cans. I barely got a seat.
“Hush, Cold.” I protest softly.
And suddenly he threw at me a blue blanket, full of his breath.
He must have washed his own clothes, so it was too strong to smell it, a little bit of tobacco in the smell of his own bath, and a brain flushed into my nasal cavity.
Hey, there’s better than nothing.
I don’t know what to say. He pulled a beer out of himself, and it was so clear, he had a sip of it, and I looked at his rolling throat.
He put down the beer and looked at me and opened me a jar.
And knocked on my jar with his jar.
Cheers.
To be honest, I’ve been out there for a long time, and this cold beer is going down pretty well.
And I looked at him, and he turned into a quiet man, squirting beer in his hands, without knowing what he was thinking.
“How are you?” I asked him.
“Take care of the timing. “And he turned his back, and said,
“What? I’m sorry.
And he laughed, and his fingers gently crossed the jar.
“It’s time to go to the electronics factory, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
“…”
I know he’s kidding, but his face doesn’t look like he’s kidding.
It makes me think he’s wearing a mask that’s really breaking. He really can’t walk.
“Why lose?”
He leans on his head, softly says.
“I still don’t understand. What did I do wrong? What did I miss? I’m sorry.
“What is it, really…”
He’s a little long, so I can’t see his eyes, but I still hear him.
I found out he was falling faster than I thought.
Think about it. He’s 19.
He just couldn’t accept his own failure, and he just gave up on himself, but it was even worse, and nobody cared about him, just as nobody would remember an army of electronics.
The air conditioner buzzer was a little loud, and I touched the remote control on the table and turned it off.
The whole room was quieted down, I stood in front of him and pulled him.
“Get up. I’m sorry.
No response.
I said it again.
There is still no response.
His hair was still dry, black, wet and soft, and he sneezed and sat up while I was wondering if I could catch a cold with a wet hair.
…he leaned on me with his head in this position and dizzled on his clothes.
“Luthing. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
His voice is even dumber, with a strong nose.
“Get away from me, it’s hot. I’m sorry.
“…”
From this angle, he saw his mouth up, but he didn’t move.
“Give me a minute. I’m sorry.
And in the dark, dark, I heard him say that.
It’s clear, it’s depressing, it’s confusing.
“Just for a second. I’m sorry.
15
Later, I had a long time without news of Rustyon and moved my life to work.
After the middle of the season, they’ve got a summer game in the country, and I’ve got him on Twitter again, a big chapter of news.
“FYN shooter storm down, and there is information that it has been transferred to Team 2. I’m sorry.
“There’s no start-up list. Is it going to be sold? I’m sorry.
“Storm has recently called for retirement on live air. I’m sorry.
One stone stirs a thousand waves.
The fact that Weibo had already blown up the pot and guessed everything, and the fact that FYN’s announced initial list did not really have Rudd’s name, had caused great concern among many fans.
I don’t know what it is, but if I wanted to know what it is, it’s simple.
Kang-hing, Jiang-ning is FYN’s boss.
The last time I had a big break with him, there was a lovely rose in front of my house, and I wondered who was doing it.
He’s after me.
When I came home that night, I saw someone lying on the rail at my door.
I remember a long time ago, I was chasing that shadow.
Now, he’s on my side again.
“I want to buy you a meal. He said it was very straightforward.
“Don’t eat. I’m more direct.
He laughed like he knew I’d turn back.
“Do you know how much of Ruthian’s default money is? If he wants to break the contract, I’m afraid he won’t have enough money to fill in his career. I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
Turn around and look at him in the sun.
“Do you have to piss off your team about us?” I’m sorry.
“Is it important to you? I’m sorry.
He had a smile in his eyes, but he couldn’t see it.
“…”
I shook my head.
“What do you care what I do to him? I’m sorry.
I took a breath and looked at him.
“Whatever. I’m sorry.
Turn around and open the door, and I really don’t want to waste another second with him, but he just snapped my wrist.
I threw it away several times. I didn’t lose it.
“King is your boyfriend? I’m sorry.
His voice was low, but he was holding my wrist ever tighter.
The street lights were flashing, and I looked at the distant light, and even the sunset flooded the city’s horizon.
I didn’t know where to get revenge. I closed my eyes and answered him gently.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
Quick-tight-tight-tight-tight-tight-tight-tight-twisting-twisted me.
Say again?
“Yes, it’s my boyfriend. We’re just together. What can you do? I’m sorry.
I looked him in the eye, and it seemed like it was the first time that I was with him. If he’d been angry before, I’d have had him.
“Okay, Guobin, you’re good. I’m sorry.
He let go of my hand and took two steps back.
“What can I do? I can keep Rustyon away from the stage of the professional arena for the rest of his life. I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s possible to do so, but the price is that if Luthor would be replaced, the FYN would not be better.
The fans’ opinion, the sponsors’ displeasure, so dry, he’s completely mad.
It’s gonna pull FYN with the wind and the rain.
Just because I don’t want him.
16
At the beginning of the summer race, FYN did not actually go to Rudd.
The battle was over, and the battle was lost, and the court was destroyed.
For a few days, Rusling had signed up for a live broadcast, even if it was a camera, it was just a faceless rank.
From 9:00 p.m. to early morning, the curtain went from a huge question to a few words, and he did not speak at all.
If you open up the battle, you’ll find that he’s been playing games for the days that his team is playing and he hasn’t had a chance to play.
Not only is the river sleeping crazy, but Luthor.
I couldn’t stand the fact that he was showing up on the air, and he was really having a hard time calling him at night.
When he picks up, it’s quiet, and it’s clear to me that I’ll talk first.
“Luslion, mine. I’m sorry.
“Was it yours? I’m sorry.
He’s even dumber and tired.
“I mean, you’ve been transferred to Team Two, probably because of my pot.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. He did. I couldn’t hear the sound.
“No, he’s a boyfriend, not a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
I know. It’s not very good of me to apologize to him.
I’m sorry I had to talk to him that day, but Rusty couldn’t go to the global finals in the fall if he couldn’t make it to the summer.
The finals are important for Luthor.
It’s not just Luthor. It’s where every professional wants to go.
I buried it myself.
“What’s your default money? I’m sorry.
I asked him.
He kept quiet and told me a number.
Three thousand. I’m sorry.
…and then there should be four zeros, which is really so high that I can’t do that right now.
But a player as valuable as him may not have a club willing to bear his default money.
“I know some club owners. Do you want me to get in touch? I’m sorry.
I asked him.
He was silent, and then he answered.
“I don’t care about this. I’m sorry.
“Then you want…”
“I miss you. I’m sorry.
“…”
“Stop it. I’m sorry.
“No, it’s not. It’s like he’s turning an electric chair, sprinting, quiet.
“A little compensation, sister. I’m sorry.
“Doesn’t it make up for trying to find you a new home? I’m sorry.
He finally had a laugh in his voice.
“I look short, I just want to see. I’m sorry.
“Like…”
It’s a lot of sound. It’s always a bad word.
“Stop, stop. I’ll try to get in touch with the club these days. Don’t worry, it’s the best deal I’ve got for you. I’m sorry.
“You’ll have a bigger stage, wind and rain. I’m sorry.
I hung up in a hurry.
I don’t want to listen to what he says.
After a while, my phone stunned.
“Sister, I want a little skin. I’m sorry.
He sent a message, followed by a picture.
Pure black band, simple, with a bear on it.
“To me.”
It’s been a long time since I seem to realize I haven’t returned.
Just three words.
“Okay?”
17
If there’s any way to accommodate Luthor, the first thing I think about is RK.
Compared to FYN, RK should be more in favour of the real old game.
The point is, their boss is still my college classmate.
When I learned that I had the intention to communicate with Luthor, Limyo showed great enthusiasm.
“Of course, I’m welcome to Luthor. I’m sorry.
“Transfers? It’s okay, we’re fine. I’m sorry.
But R.K. has an unexpectedly smooth communication, and it’s a hell of a lot of trouble over Rusty.
After knowing that I was in contact with RK, he said “no.”
“Why?”
I asked him, “He’s right on his lips and he refuses to answer.”
“…”
“Loselyn, you don’t really have that much choice, RK is willing to accept you because they have money, other clubs and I’m sorry, many are not willing to take your default money. I’m sorry.
“No, RK, you want to be hidden from the river forever? I’m sorry.
I looked seriously at him because he was transferred to the second team, and Rusling is now playing LDL.
Although the opponent is much weaker, the level of training seems significant.
And there were black eyes again, and they were looking, and We cried out his name, and his pupils focused on me.
When the light was a little strong, he snuggled, half-swept, and could hear the dumb.
This kid, he’s been smoking a lot lately.
I’m suffocating.
“You and I are going to dinner with RK’s boss tonight, think about it. I’m sorry.
Seeing as he’s still indifferent, I have to say:
“…the last time you told me about the twig, I’ll give you a ride. I’m sorry.
He looked up at me this time, and his eyes were dazzling, deep and clear.
“Just for dinner?”
I nod my head.
– So it’s dinner, and Rusty didn’t say anything.
RK’s boss is a very temperamental person, and I think if he didn’t have a sense of purpose, he wouldn’t have been able to ignore Rustyon’s behavior.
It’s the kind of one-sided talk to me, the kind of attitude that you don’t mean.
Obviously, “I don’t want to fuck with your squad.”
This meal is supposed to be peaceful, but I think it’s gone.
Back in the car, my co-pilot was on Rusty’s, head down, and I gave him a rubber band on his wrist.
His eyes reflected the bright lights of the street and were beautiful and scattered.
“What are you gonna do?”
I was lying on the wheel and looking at him.
He didn’t talk, but he looked at me, and we had a little bit of contact, and he bended.
Meaning unknown.
Sister, I…
And he was so close, that I realized that he was actually a pair, a little long eyelashes covering his eyelids, that he breathed clearly.
Tobacco…and lemon.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I blinked, and I sat straight and I turned the subject around.
“Well, can I take you back to base?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and turned back.
Uh-huh, like disgruntled.
18
Actually, I don’t see Luthor is interested in me.
But I’m really scared.
I’m afraid he’ll be like a man when I’m stuck so deep I give him the whole heart, and I don’t want him.
It was a dangerous period, and if I fell in love with him, I would almost drag him into the water and kick him.
I’ve been keeping an eye on the club all this time.
I should be able to ask my family for some money to pay him for the default.
This time passed the summer, and it turned to Rudl’s last game.
LDL’s summer game is far from LPL high, and there’s very few people watching it on the air, except that when the game was nearing its end, a sudden news exploded the whole game.
“FYN’s former team ADC, Storm, declared retired. I’m sorry.
When I saw this hot search, I was going to drive home.
Rustyon was retired, which means he and the club negotiated.
That means he knows, he knows, I don’t know.
– He’s retired, he hasn’t got the trophy he wants, he hasn’t paid back the MSI.
Retired.
I feel like my heart’s beating uncontrollably, stepping on the gas, turning around, and going to the game.
Thinking over and over, how can that be?
You said he didn’t like electronics?
You’re saying he’ll be discharged long before he’s retired?
I got a little guy in my head and I said, “It’s a dream, right?
But not a dream.
I stopped, the lobby door was surrounded by media, and it was good that the staff knew me and let me in through the back door.
And when I walked and called Rustyon, he did not answer it for a long time, and when I thought he would not answer it, suddenly there came a light voice.
Hello? I’m sorry.
“Roselyn, where are you?”
When I asked him, he stopped talking, and the clouds outside the window were red by sunset, and I looked up and I saw the man standing at the stairs.
His eyes are strangers I’ve never seen before.
And his voice, word for word, passed through the microphone into my ear.
That’s it. I gave up my dream. I’m sorry.
19
The sunset stretches the shadows endlessly, and I step up the stairs and just hang up the phone and ask him.
“What did you say?”
Say again?
“You just said…”
I tried to pull his collar, and he took a few steps away.
I don’t know what he’s got in his head all day long.
Half-wield, he opened his mouth slowly.
“Jan-Hing agreed to spare me my default money. I’m sorry.
“On condition that I retire. I’m sorry.
“…and, even if they return, they cannot join any of the current lpl. I’m sorry.
“…”
“You agreed? I’m sorry.
It’s like a way to sleep.
He nods his head and can’t see his face.
“Didn’t I ask you to switch to RK?” I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.
“is what I want. I’m sorry.
He interrupted me.
“It’s me who thinks that the terms of Jianghing are acceptable to me. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and he passed by me.
“One more year, start over. I’m sorry.
He went down, and he turned around and looked at me, and he said,
“I can afford it. I’m sorry.
Affordable? But how many professionals can afford that year after year?
Who’s gonna make it, find a team, find a teammate, find a sponsor, start with the city?
That year, Rusty, I watched it fall.
Sometimes I wonder if he would have touched that golden trophy long ago without me.
Did he win long ago?
20
The news of Rustyon’s demobilization was covered.
In the first two to three months, the heat was still on, the superbs were full, the microblogging screens, so many fans told him not to leave and asked him why, but since that announcement, no news of him had been received.
The id that belonged to the storm no more lights up, his rank, stayed forever in the fall of that year.
The fall wind is falling leaves and no one can remember a name.
The following year, Rusling found me.
He still felt thin, his eyes were a little strange, his eyes were always wet, and now he’s confused.
He said he wanted to form a team himself.
He’s really gonna start all over again and pull me out to back him up.
I can’t refuse him, let alone say no.
It’s not easy to start from the beginning, not to mention the place of residence, the course, the environment of the game, and the selection of powerful teammates.
But he did it step by step.
The teammates, all 17- and eight-year-old boys, are trained in Internet cafes every day, except for the ranks and the ranks, and they’re actually looking in their eyes with the glamorous light, just like every young man who looks forward to the competition.
That winter, the club was basically installed. It was a very young electronic competition club.
Not much, but they finally got their place to play games.
Rusling went out with me that day to buy the last purchase.
Snow rises like goose feathers, and he follows me with a thick scarf.
“Be sure to wear the slippers. I’m sorry.
And I spoke to him, and he should be scattered.
“And remember to open the window, your room, and sometimes it smells like takeout. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“Don’t practice too late, too long runk is no good runk…”
He finally smiled and spoke softly behind me.
“Do you feel guilty? I’m sorry.
I stopped.
“Do I feel like I’m being like this because of you? I’m sorry.
“…”
Snow falls on your face, a little cold.
“There’s always a reason for me. I’m sorry.
I’m light.
He walked by me, without a heart.
“I don’t regret it. I’m sorry.
“It’s a pleasure for me to meet you. I’m sorry.
He spoke very slowly and stood in the snow, and was in vain.
“There are two important things in my life. I’m sorry.
“The game and you. I’m sorry.
Snow never made a sound, but he held my hand quietly and I felt it so clearly.
21
In the spring of next year, the storm came back.
To get into lpl, you have to hit Idl.
It’s a lot easier to play Idl than I thought, city, promotion, spring, summer, finals, that young team was a mess.
The news and public opinion were reported from time to time and they all said that the man had returned.
Rusling was back in his first year and hit back lpl.
That was probably the happiest time for the five boys.
I went to the base, and I always listened to them for no purpose, and one of them was a boy laughing with little teeth, id called a rabbit.
He was yelling that he was going to s racing.
Ruthian kicked him from behind.
“Dream it to you. I’m sorry.
“I don’t think it’s a dream. I think we can win. Don’t you want to go to the s game, Luk? I’m sorry.
He came to Luthor, and there was a shining light in his eyes.
I guess I’ll never see those bright eyes again.
Because in the first year of lpl, that spring game, they lost six in a row.
I don’t know how I got here in those days, and I can’t even imagine what kind of pressure they’re taking to sit on the field, one by one, being chased by their opponents.
Rusty’s hero might have killed the Quartet, but he’s gone.
After the sixth round, Rustyon went to the rear, and I saw him crying alone.
That’s the atmosphere, and when the rabbit cried, I wondered if it had affected him, and my tears could not stop.
He kept his head down and he didn’t speak, and then he saw me, leaning over his sleeve and rubbing my tears.
“Why are you crying? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t cry. Why are you crying? I’m sorry.
He rubbed his hand on my head and even laughed.
It was like that year when I found out that Ruthian grew up.
It’s amazing that a person grows up, he doesn’t put his emotions on his face, he doesn’t let himself drink beer when he’s playing badly. He can also speak carefully, one word at a time, and analyze all mistakes and problems for his teammates.
Later, the rabbit left.
Because he couldn’t hold on, the pressure was too high, the more his mind went wrong, the more he left, the more he went.
“Lou, I’m probably not really good for the game. I’m sorry.
“But I’m still asking you, if one day you’ll be able to make it to the end of the season, can you fight back with me? I’m sorry.
Rabbits have a face that smiles worse than crying.
Luthor was silent, but in the end he didn’t answer that.
22
The summer game was still bad.
But now it’s so hard to get on that road.
I went to the bar one day and I met him.
I had nothing to say to him, but he followed me to the balcony.
“What’s your problem?”
“I told Rustyon that he would return to the team that would not enter the lpl, and he actually called himself from Idl. I’m sorry.
He was lying on the fence and the fountain downstairs was changing tunes.
“But I let him go. He can go to any club he wants. I’m sorry.
“You tell him to give up his team now. He’s a man of his skills, but he’s a bunch of rookies. I’m sorry.
“I can’t win. His career will be here forever. I’m sorry.
Jianghing is telling the truth.
No money to dig, no winning, no sponsorship, no money, and then a vicious circle.
To jump out, Luthor had to go to the big club.
By doing so, it would be a complete funeral to its present team.
It’s like, that spring, that winter, the base just started and won the first Idl championship, it doesn’t make any sense.
I was upset and noded my head at him, and he held his wrist.
“Argon…”
I couldn’t hear his voice.
“I just don’t want you to run around for him, to sponsor, to announce. I’m sorry.
“To be honest I’m so jealous. I’m sorry.
23
The team has a new list, and it seems to be getting better.
It seems to have adapted to the version, or the teammates’ grindings have been finished, and the summer game has finally fallen less badly than the spring one.
It was only later that I knew that Mr. Gayo was Luthor’s brother.
The owner of that RK.
It’s Luthor’s half-brother.
No wonder he died and didn’t go to RK.
Luthor’s fight is still beautiful, and he’s still holding on to a very strong rank, and he’s still…
He was also wearing the rubber band of the bear on his wrists, which was so cute, but he had a sense of abstinence.
I’ve been told by a girl who gave it to him.
The night of the summer match, Rustyon called me.
He said he won, last one, and they got into the playoffs.
“I lost. I’m sorry.
He said to me, “Breath so clearly.”
“But it was so good that I felt it all back. I’m sorry.
“It’s all back. I’m sorry.
The stars fall on the earth, and the heaven’s light appears from far away.
Even though they were still lost in that year, the young team was changing at the moment.
24
Outside, there’s cheers coming down the hill.
I looked down, and the audience was almost full, and the banner was drawn, and it was marked by their ranks.
“I really didn’t think they could get here. I’m sorry.
The lieutenant came to me, lit a cigarette, spread out, and I stunned.
Yeah, who could have thought of that.
Rusty did bring his team to the s game this year. Until then, no one would have noticed the old one, even if it was said that the time had come.
His id appeared again in the microblogging headlines four years later.
“It’s okay not to go to the game? I’m sorry.
It’s a semi-final, and Rusty’s going to fight the old rivals who cut him down.
It’s kind of dramatic.
“No, I’m shaking my hands with smoke, so I’m just gonna let old Van watch. I’m sorry.
The game has begun, the vice coach has smoked a cigarette and he’s gone home. I’m all alone on the fence, listening to loud screams, talking so far away.
Actually, it’s probably the last chance of the Luthor touch championship.
Think about it, once genius AD is now an old general and lpl is the first race in the world.
After such a long time, spring comes, and generations follow.
I could not see the big screen of the arena, but I could hear the screams of the scene, and returned to the lounge, when a wave of fighting broke out.
The team won the war, and a wave of five for three, and the last one and ad pulled out the frontal tower with a line.
The situation is clear.
After a while, Rusling returned to the lounge.
It’s not like it’s the same time.
At least you can turn the chair around, and you can look at the rubber bands on your hands like you can see them.
I couldn’t bear to say anything when the coach was talking about their game against the Bureau.
And he looked up at me and he bended his eyes.
“You know that. I’m sorry.
That’s what he said.
Yeah, I don’t know when it started, the mechanism of the game, the work of heroes, I know everything.
First out of guilt, then out of guilt.
Because he lost too much to see him win once.
I want to see that wild wind come back.
He’s been waiting too long.
25
The night before the finals, I found Rudd on the balcony without surprise.
The lighter on his hand just wiped out a weak flame, saw me and shut it down.
I went to him.
“Hmm. He’s low-eyed, playing with his lighter.
“Chan Sang-jae’s been turning over there. I’m sorry.
Wrinkled and in a bad mood.
“What if we turn it on now? I’m sorry.
He looked up, looked at me, and he didn’t smile.
“Sister, can’t you hurt me? I’m sorry.
“You can’t sleep…”
“It’s too late for the runk to be valid. “He rises and walks towards me one step at a time, and I have to step back, as if he were satisfied that I cannot retreat.”
Died on his head, innocent.
“You said that. I’m sorry.
“Then go to sleep. I’m sorry.
I pulled his sleeve, didn’t pull.
His eyes have always been pure and pretty black, and when you look at people seriously, it’s like you can suck people in.
“Tomorrow win, I want to marry you. I’m sorry.
One word, it’s clear.
“What if you lose? I’m sorry.
“Sunji Chan married you. I’m sorry.
“…”
You don’t have to involve your innocent support, really.
“So I will win, and I will marry you. I’m sorry.
He put his hand on me and put loose hair in my ear, and he moved back and detailed me.
“Sister is so pretty I can’t let Jiang take the lead. I’m sorry.
“…”
I tried to get him to say something, and he turned around.
“I’ll get Soneji a double platoon. I’m sorry.
He waved at me with his back and whispered.
“He couldn’t sleep anyway. I’m sorry.
26
The finals were held in Shanghai, and there was a natural increase in the number of people who came to see it.
Look at the sea of man, the spotlight shines.
I was with them backstage on the day that Ruslings were on the race.
The team was all lined up and waiting to enter, and Rusty stood against the wall and looked me in peace with the black eyes.
“Play well. I’m sorry.
I pointed my mouth at him.
And he smiled, and his eyes were shining.
The moderator put their names in the paper.
Step on the steps and come under the spotlight.
It’s a journey called storm.
Maybe it’s a failure, maybe it’s a fall, maybe it’s a lost night.
And the sound of the sound of the sound of the earth overtakes the sea, and the city turns to darkness, so he went to battle, as he did four years ago.
Luthoron said he won and came to marry me.
But he doesn’t know.
He played so pretty.
He won long ago.
I’m sorry.
The pyrotechnics fell on top of their heads and the cheers were still on the scene.
I was sitting in a car and I couldn’t believe it was true.
Winner.
The members of the previous seats were still discussing it, but it was extremely quiet in Rusling.
He didn’t sleep, he sat next to me, and he had no idea what he was thinking.
The light of the neon out of the window was drawn, in his pupil’s eye, as if he was really not spiritual and looked down.
I didn’t want to disturb him. I turned to the assistant to get a blanket, but he grabbed him by the wrist.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I looked back at him.
“Don’t go. I’m sorry.
His eyes were dark and he looked at me, and the car was passing through an uneven road and shaking.
I suddenly think he’s too excited to win.
“Bring you a blanket. There’s still a distance to the base. You want to get some sleep? I’m sorry.
“Don’t sleep. I’m sorry.
It’s soft and dumb.
“Oh. I’m sorry.
I nod my head, put on my headphone, and I’m going to brush some tweets.
The screen was covered by a boned hand.
I turned to him, and his eyelashes were long, and his eyes would stare at me, like a puddle, and the light of the stars.
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
He said that it was quiet, that our teammates were in front of us, and that it was like we were just being stripped out.
He put his hand in his pocket and touched it for a while.
“I don’t know. I’m sorry.
Half-wield, clear your throat.
Pull up my hand and put something in my hand.
A little tweaky.
“Marry me.”
“…”
“Not married. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
He’s wrinkled.
“Loselyn, your proposal is too hasty. I’m sorry.
“I got the champion. I’m sorry.
He said that his voice was convoluted and entangled, and that it was a bit of a setback.
“That’s your champion. I’m sorry.
“I am all yours. I’m sorry.
Don’t be shy.
“I don’t want to think about it anymore.”
I leaned back and his eyes were staring at me.
The first time we met him was like this, and I always thought his eyes could suck everything in.
He laughed.
“Ku Ling, admit you like me, is it really that hard? I’m sorry.
“…”
It’s like there’s something hidden that’s broken, and there’s no adult retrospect or test here in Rudd.
I’ll just pretend to be dead. The car’s coming anyway.
He obviously didn’t want to do what I wanted, hold my wrist, but he didn’t move, and the car stopped.
I fell into his arms because of inertia and he pulled me.
I’m a little surprised by the smell of him coming out of my face, and I’d like to push him away, and he grabbed my waist and died.
“How about today, sister? I’m sorry.
It’s gonna call me “sister” again, talking to my ear, breathing all hot on my ear.
Do you like me?
It’s straight, and it’s crazy.
It’s like putting a gun to the heart and panicking.
“Losely, no. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“like, like it, let go of me. I’m sorry.
If you don’t like it, who’ll be with you for another four years.
The next person laughed. He approached me and told me everything.
“I knew it. I’m sorry.
“…”
“But I like you more. I’m sorry.
And a small and itchy kiss fell on my mouth, and We had a second of the wonders.
I suddenly think of a heart beating so fast that it was a long time ago that one man was holding on to all my thoughts.
It’s been so long.
I’m fine now.
I didn’t really have to live without him.
And I met someone who made me happy.
Really, great.
Zhang Zhuan 2
One.
For the first time in his life, he felt like he had lost something when he came home and found out there was no one.
The room was dark and quiet.
She used to leave him a light. His first reaction was, she forgot.
But there’s no such person in the bedroom.
She said to break up.
Impossible.
She can’t leave him. She’s just messing with him. Maybe she’ll come back later.
He listened carefully.
It’s been a long time since the lock went off from next door.
His heart was like a flat drop.
Damn, how dare she.
It’s amazing, it’s like a king who’s been overcome, and he doesn’t understand why he’s so angry.
He picked up his phone and called her.
There was no answer, and he fought over and over again, still not.
He was paralyzed on the couch, staring at the phone on the tea table.
Suddenly he got up in front of the wine cabinet and opened a bottle of wine.
He’s here.
When are you coming back?
There was no answer, Guqing saw his message almost in seconds, and then he was stupid enough to talk to him.
Now, nothing.
Like the sea.
He looked at the clock that had been crossed on the wall and struck another line.
“Where are you?”
Quietly, he never saw a message with such hope at any given moment, never.
I can’t help but think about her.
To be sure, he’s a little annoying her.
I don’t even know if I like her.
He thinks he’s a lot less than some of his ex-girlfriends, but she’s too kind to him.
Everything they have done to date has been maintained by her.
She was so perfect that he couldn’t even find a reason to break up.
Like little tails, there’s always a bright smile and no tears.
He put
A pair of fine locket earrings.
She asked if he was pretty.
He didn’t return.
When was this?
Looks like it was morning. He took a look and threw away his phone. Because he’s busy at work. It’s okay. He does it not twice.
This time he opens the picture and looks carefully.
He remembered her thin neck with these earrings, of course they were beautiful.
Suits the dress.
…is she choosing their wedding earpiece?
Yes, both have met their parents and they are getting married.
So, his heart seems to have been kind of levelled.
She may be really angry this time, but she will always give in to him.
Two.
She’s really gone.
He didn’t think the sunflower doll in the corner was important.
But he misses it.
He thought she used to play games with him with a sunflower doll, and he was tired of her cooking most of the time.
She always wanted to play with him.
He turned on the TV and touched the handle, and they were still in the game file together, and she was too stupid to play and ran to save him, and then they were often dead together.
Asked why she came to die together, she said that it was pointless for her to finish the game alone.
Women are amazing creatures.
He thinks she talks too much, he thinks she likes him too much, and now she doesn’t like him.
She doesn’t laugh at him anymore.
He used to think she was a natural charisma. He liked to laugh.
Stupid.
He threw his handle back on the tea table and closed his eyes, all her shadows in his head.
He thought of why he took her in at junior high, as if she had been beaten for him.
He’s got a bad conscience.
Until now, there was a mark on her forehead.
It’s like the heart is being pulled up.
If he could go back, he’d pick up that hairy kid’s collar and kick it.
3
He went to see her best friend. He wanted her back.
Cell phone.
He wants her back, especially.
He suddenly found out that she was so important to him, and he suddenly found out that the girl who followed him from a young age was actually a lot of boys.
He doesn’t want her taken away.
But her best friend wouldn’t give it to him.
She said Guqing was particularly tired of sleeping with him.
She said that Jianghong always brought much and much pain to Guqing.
She said that Guqing had cried many times.
Is she gonna cry?
He always saw her laugh because he once said he hated her crying and she didn’t really cry in front of him until he broke up.
He wanted to put her in his arms and tell him not to cry, but how could he hold her?
He doesn’t want her anymore, really, no.
4
Kang-som used to think of them as married.
Gu Quan will wear a white dress and walk one step towards him, and he will pull her hand up and put on the ring.
But she didn’t marry him.
One day the weather was clear and he heard she was getting married.
It was her birthday.
How ironic. That day she met her groom.
That day he forgot her birthday.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
