Chapter 195: Perhaps his help was a new form of imprisonment for Asleep. (2/2)
Asleep shot him a cold look and turned to leave the lounge.
Zhou Xuehai: “You……”
Cong Yi also got up and said, “If you disdain us, then we can list during the next transfer period.”
Zhou Xuehai shut up immediately.
Xuan Long and the others had their gazes lowered, as quiet as chickens.
This scene happened from time to time during the 3U base, and they were already accustomed to it.
At first glance, Cong Yi’s words seemed a little overboard at this juncture, but Xuan Long and the others all understood––
These words were being said just to make Zhou Xuehai shut up, in the hopes that he would stop messing with everyone’s mentalities.
The one who was really responsible for the team was Cong Yi.
The national semi-finals.
Who would want to lose?
After this season ended, how many more seasons could they play?
Which professional struggling on this road wouldn’t want to touch the golden championship trophy?
Asleep leaned against the corner of a window, his eyelids at half mast.
Cong Yi glanced over at the sign depicting the smoking zone. “Want one?”
Asleep shook his head.
Cong Yi lit up a cigarette for himself and exhaled lightly. “What’s the matter.”
Asleep: “……”
The two of them had known each other from childhood. Despite the many years, Cong Yi had rarely ever said these words.
He could always figure out what Asleep was thinking. Where was the need to ask him what was the matter?
But these days, while Cong Yi could obviously sense that something was wrong with Asleep, he couldn’t confirm exactly what was wrong with him.
This made Cong Yi very surprised, but it was also a little unsettling.
Professor Zhang’s words echoed in his ears, “Cong Yi, you’ve opened the door to Asleep’s heart, but if this continues, will you have become another door in front of him?”
These words smashed into Cong Yi’s heart like a heavy hammer.
When he was a child, Cong Yi had been the one who led Asleep out of his own world.
People all said that Cong Yi was the key to Asleep, the key that opened up his heart and let him enter the world.
But––
“You understand him, get him, and you know what he’s thinking. You even help him make decisions, help him speak, and help him face things.”
“You protected him, took care of him, and gave him a comfortable environment.”
“But looking at it from another perspective, is this environment you’re giving him another closed space?”
Professor Zhang hadn’t clarified it further, but Cong Yi understood.
He helped Asleep express himself, helped Asleep communicate with people, and helped Asleep say the things he didn’t want to say.
Was this helping Asleep, or was it depriving him of the ability to continue coming out of his shell?
Cong Yi wasn’t sure.
Perhaps his help was a new form of imprisonment for Asleep.
This awareness made Cong Yi very uneasy.
Asleep’s eyes raised up slightly, and he looked at him. “Do you like playing support?”
It was a clear and cold, youthful voice that held the clumsiness and rawness of someone who hadn’t spoken in a long time.
Cong Yi froze for a moment and couldn’t quite react.
Asleep looked at him, his pair of black eyes quiet and calm.
Cong Yi: “……”
The cigarette ash that slipped from his fingers woke Cong Yi up from his daze. He carefully cleaned up the dirtied ground, and when he got up again, he’d already returned to his usual mild and thoughtful appearance. “Why would you suddenly ask about this?”
Asleep didn’t say anything, but his thoughts were clear in his eyes: Do you like it?
Cong Yi’s mood was very complicated. He felt a little confused and had a strange sense of relief at the same time, “I quite like it.”
Asleep dropped his gaze again. “That means you don’t like it.”
Cong Yi: “……”
Asleep: “Do what you like.”
Cong Yi put out the cigarette and kneaded his forehead. “So that’s what you’ve been thinking about these days?”
Asleep shook his head.
Cong Yi was curious. “Then what exactly have you been thinking about?”
Asleep’s thin lips pursed, like the words had already arrived at his lips, but they were stopped by something unknown.
He couldn’t say it.
His heart wanted to say it, but his mouth wouldn’t move.
Cong Yi immediately said, “It’s fine, don’t say it.”
He was very clear about Asleep’s situation and the problems he faced. Forcing him to say something was like sharpening a knife on his body.
Asleep’s attitude relaxed, his thin lips shifting slightly.
Cong Yi understood what he meant. “Why are you apologizing to me.”
Asleep: “……”
Cong Yi looked at the time. “Alright, if there’s anything to discuss, we can talk about it slowly after we get back. Let’s finish the game first.”
Asleep: “Mm.”
Cong Yi walked ahead, and Asleep looked at the 3U.Night printed on his back.
That sentence came up to his throat again: I want to protect you, too.
––Protect you, the one who has always protected me.
The fourth game began.
Wei Xiao was filled with energy. “It’s the match point game, let’s make it a big one!”
Bai Cai’s heart felt like it was suspended in the air. He was really scared.
Yue Wenle: “Sure.”
Brother Cai fell back into his e-sports chair.
Chen Feng knew what they wanted. “The phantom thief?”
Wei Xiao: “Yes!”
Chen Feng went to look at Yue Wenle. “The longbow druid?”
Yue Wenle: “Okay.”
Brother Cai lamented, “I don’t want to play the apocalypse priest ahhhhh!”
Coach Chen ignored him.
FTW took out their big moves for the match point, and 3U also took out their ultimate weapons.
Asleep snatched up the berserker thief, and Cong Yi took out his puppet warlock.
The audience was instantly on fire, “How exciting!”
“The puppet warlock can play support?”
“Interesting, interesting!”