A cool night breeze blew through Xia City.
White smoke wafted from the charcoal grill in the lively and noisy late-night snack stalls. Customers chatted and toasted each other.
Old friends reunited after a long separation.
Meeting again after five years.
Ten minutes.
Only ten minutes was enough for Lin Feng to say all the emotions and experiences he had accumulated over the past five years in one breath. However, at that moment, Lin Feng didn't want to haggle or struggle over how to choose the most meaningful and useful words to say in ten minutes.
He only knew that his old friend in front of him had finally given him a chance to talk face to face.
So, he began to talk.
He talked about more than a year ago, when he transferred to Shanghai's Shisan High, joined the eSports Association, and met some new classmates and friends.
He talked about the S-class world finals that had happened back then.
He talked about the phone call he and Tian Tian had made with the help of Senior Number Three, thousands of miles away.
He talked about the encounter with Anxin.
Hearing this, Mu Qiu's eyelids drooped. His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't make any comments. He just continued to listen calmly.
Then Lin Feng continued.
He talked about the National High School League and the temporary Shanghai TV Association representative team he formed with Ceng Rui and Tang Bingyao.
He also talked about the upcoming MSI Mid-Season Invitational.
He talked about meeting strong opponents in the past, and the unexpected confrontation with Han Shihao.
And then —
It was that time when his childhood sweetheart had left him without saying goodbye, which he could never forget until now.
At this point, Lin Feng raised his head and looked at his old friend in front of him. He didn't care about the calm and even indifferent expression on his face. He smiled.
"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me."
"In that short period of time … I probably lost my soul."
"My mind was muddled every day, blank, angry, sad, and angry."
"I didn't know why Steamed Bun left, and I didn't know why she left without saying goodbye."
Lin Feng slowly lowered his head and said softly,
"That was the first time I had a deep and direct experience …"
"Maybe when I announced that decision to you … this was how you felt at the time."
…
Xia Ziyou, Sun Zheng, and the others didn't check out and leave at this time like they did two days ago in the Lecheng Internet Cafe.
Perhaps it was because they had made up their minds to not rely on Mu Qiu anymore that the people in the room became even more hardworking and hardworking than before.
Another round of team training ended.
The people who won again rested for a while, and Zhu Ming could not help but be curious.
"Hey, where did Brother Mu go?"
When they were training earlier, Mu Qiu had even come to their private room to watch the matches and give pointers on the ranking. However, when a certain someone was about to pay the bill and get off the plane, he casually said, "I'm going out for a while." Then, without giving any further explanation, he also walked out of the private room.
"Maybe he's hungry?"
Zhou Yang guessed. Then, he rubbed his belly.
"Should we order a midnight snack or something …?"
Zhu Ming pursed his lips.
"You only know how to eat. In my opinion, the guy outside just left and Brother Mu followed him out. Maybe the two of them went out to talk about something —"
Xia Ziyou shook his head.
"Impossible."
"The two of them didn't say a word a few days ago, and the guy outside took a taxi on time every day. Mu Qiu went out late, so it was impossible for him to catch up."
At this time, Wu Tian came over mysteriously.
"Xiaoyou, you don't know, do you?"
"I observed it yesterday. It's true that the guy checks out and gets off the plane at this time every night. But when he goes out of the internet cafe, he doesn't take a taxi directly."
"He will deliberately go to the midnight snack stall, order a few skewers of barbecue and beer, and sit for a while."
As soon as this remark came out, the other people in the private room couldn't help but be slightly shocked.
That meant …
Wu Tian confidently made an inference.
"He must be waiting for Brother Mu!"
Zhu Ming's eyes lit up. "Ah, that's really possible!"
Zhou Yang showed a thoughtful look. "I wonder … what will they talk about?"
…
It was a lively and noisy midnight snack stall.
There were two people sitting at the table, but only one of them was continuing to talk as if he was minding his own business.
Lin Feng continued to talk about his university matters, only passing them by in a few simple sentences. Then he mentioned the Golden Spear Cup, as well as his reunion with senior number one and Xiao Wu after so many years, and even his face revealed a bit of a smile.
Of course, he didn't forget to mention Li Shiyi.
He talked about the accidental encounter with his former jungler in the LSPL competition hall at that time, and a series of things that happened later.
When he heard the first half of the story, it was obvious that Mu Qiu's eyelids twitched. It wasn't until he heard how Lin Feng solved the problem that his expression eased a little and calmed down again.
And then —
That was to say, the World Finals this year.
The preparation training of the three teams.
What happened after he went to Europe.
Including what the seniors said to him, the challenges of the new season next year, and the blueprint that was destined to be magnificent and turbulent.
And the new team that was being formed.
New partners and teammates.
In ten minutes, Lin Feng almost didn't stop talking about all the important things that happened in the past year or so in one breath.
Finally, he raised his head and looked at his former partners in front of him.
"Basically, that's it.
"Fatty is still in KG, and Eleven is in our new team. He's working hard to adjust his condition and get back to his previous level and feel.
"Tang Tang, Chen Ting, and Ah Zeng are new members.
"But they all have potential and talent. They will become very strong in the future.
"Our new team will also become very strong."
At this point, Lin Feng was silent for a moment before continuing.
"Previously, Brother Chu asked me to determine the name of the new team. I thought about it for a long time, and in the end, I decided to continue using the team name we used back then.
"I want to make up for the regrets of the past.
"I want to make up for the mistakes of the past even more."
He looked at Mu Qiu.
"When I came to Xia City this time, I actually didn't know what to say when I saw you.
"I made a draft in my mind, and I thought about it a lot.
"But … in the end, I actually found that it didn't seem to have any meaning.
"Because even now, maybe I'm still not qualified to say that I can understand how you all felt at that time.
"In fact, even if I said 10,000 words of apology, it would still be too weak.
"But —"
Lin Feng slowly lowered his head.
"I'm sorry."
The night wind blew past.
The skewers on the table had long since turned cold.
The atmosphere was quiet and heavy.
Mu Qiu looked at Lin Feng calmly and said,
"Are you done?"
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