Chapter 27: Lu Feng:So, Im yours for 24 hours a day?” (1/2)

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao felt at ease again. Words that would make anyone else embarrassed enough to want to drill into the ground were really useful in easing awkwardness when it came to him.

After half a beat of silence, Lu Feng spoke again, “Then are you marrying or not?”

Wei Xiao: “Ah?”

The iron plate was in front of him. Wei Xiaoxiao slammed into it head-first and ended up with a bump!

Lu Feng laughed briefly, “I’m asking if you want to join FTW.”

He deliberately dragged out the word ‘join’. In the extensive and profound Chinese language, ‘marry’ and ‘join’ sounded vaguely similar.

Wei Xiao could sense that Lu Feng was teasing him, and it aroused his desire for victory.

It was fine to lose in solo matches, but when it came to shamelessness, he was invincible!

Wei Xiao: “Marry!”

Lu Feng’s eyes were full of laughter, “Hm?”

Wei Xiao’s eyes were full of provocation as he said super loudly, “I. Want. To. ‘Marry’. Into. FTW!”

At the stairway, the Old Yue who’d matured from a little white face into a vampire, who had been wandering around for a full four hours, “???”

In his hazy confusion, what kind of amazing news had he just heard?

Marry?

Marry!

F*ck, he’d originally been carrying a figurative bow and arrow, wanting to shoot right through this delicious spicy chicken. But now…

To hell with shooting!

The godly marksman Yue Wenle slipped away in disgrace. He was afraid, he didn’t dare. He was afraid that he might end up shooting out a Cupid’s arrow!

After crying for most of the night, Wei Xiao was tired. He slept until two o’clock in the afternoon.

He woke up refreshed, and his entire person felt lighter.

Grandma’s portrait board was placed on the coffee table. He only needed to glance at it once, and the tip of his nose turned sour.

But he wouldn’t cry again.

Wei Xiao walked over and touched the portrait. A gentle smile graced his mouth, “Thank you, grandma.”

His grandmother had loved him with everything she had when she was still alive.

His grandmother had gone to heaven, but she was still looking over him now.

Over the past two years, what had pressed down on Wei Xiao’s heart had been his self doubt and guilt that couldn’t be released.

He’d gone against his parents for so many years, not wanting to be a similarly selfish person, yet during the winter vacation when he was 17, he’d done the same thing as Wei Quan.

At the time of her death, his grandma’s words for him not to be like his father had been like a blade stabbing into Wei Xiao’s heart.

Don’t be the same as Wei Quan.

Don’t be like Wei Quan…

Wei Xiao had suddenly sobered up. He’d left his grandmother and spent all his time, day and night, chasing after an ethereal goal. What was the difference between Wei Quan and Wei Xiao?

He wanted to earn money by playing professionally, and he wanted to use this to allow his grandma to live a good life.

But deep down…

It was because he liked it.

He liked the feeling of the competition, liked the excitement of competing, the blood-boiling tension, and the moments where one gave their all for the victory.

He couldn’t ignore the desire in his heart and had ignored his grandmother.

What was the difference between him and Wei Quan!?

He hated Wei Quan, but just like Wei Quan, he’d made his grandmother miserable in the end.

At that moment, Wei Xiao had been thoroughly defeated by his own guilt and self-reproach.

Giving up his professional e-sports career had been Wei Xiao’s punishment to himself.

And last night…

Wei Xiao had read the diary his grandma had left for him, and the haze that had lingered in his heart for all this time finally dissipated.

It turned out that his grandma didn’t blame him.

It turned out that his grandma had supported him all along.

Supported him to do what he liked, supported him to live the life he wanted. Her only requirement was that she hoped that he could look at the scenery along the way, and not let it become an obsession that resulted in nothing but pain.

“Don’t be like your father, allowing your dream to become an abyss.”

This was what Grandma Wei had really wanted to say to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao kissed the portrait and whispered, “Don’t worry. I will live very happily.”

He would live up to her expectations, live up to her life, and live up to the life she’d given him.

When Lu Feng came in, he saw Wei Xiao kissing the portrait.

The warm afternoon sun fell on the youth and outlined him in gold. He had dark, short hair, a clean face, and his closed eyes covered up the wanton recklessness they held, leaving only a touch of childishness.

19 years old.

It was an innocent and naive age, yet he’d already experienced the parting of life and death.

Lu Feng shifted his gaze and knocked at the door.

Wei Xiao looked up at him.

Seeing those bright and pure eyes that seemed to forever be full of vitality, Lu Feng’s chest grew a little hot.

This was a boy born in a quagmire of thorns, yet he simply couldn’t wait to light up the entire world with his own light.

––Really beautiful.

“I took a shower.” Wei Xiao plucked at his clothing, “I didn’t bring a change of clothing, so I just wore yours.”

He was a little shorter than Lu Feng, but this kind of t-shirt and pants were originally loose, so it wasn’t a problem when he wore them.

Lu Feng shifted his gaze away, “Wear it, then.”

Wei Xiao had been in a confused haze last night, and there were many things he hadn’t thought through. At this moment, he was completely awake and had a bunch of question marks in his mind.

“Captain!”

Although he hadn’t yet signed the contract, he’d been quick to change his mode of address, mainly because he was afraid that Lu Feng would go back on his word.

Lu Feng froze slightly, “Hm?”

The youth leaned over and looked at him with eager eyes, “Do you really want to sign me?”

Lu Feng handed him the milk in order to prevent him from getting so close.

Wei Xiao accepted the milk but didn’t concern himself with drinking it. He stared unblinkingly at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked down at the milk, “What, regretting it?”

Wei Xiao: “Me? I’m afraid that you’re regretting it!”

Lu Feng glanced at him, “Why?”

Wei Xiao drank a sip of the sweet milk, but it couldn’t stop the sourness in his words. “We’re short a top-laner in the team, right? Didn’t you have your eyes set on one a long time ago? If I sign now, am I joining as a substitute? I don’t mind being a substitute, but I think you should give me a chance to solo against him. How about whoever wins gets the top lane?”

Lu Feng: “……”