A race.
For Lin Feng, sitting in the taxi at that moment, he was racing against time.
At this moment, he didn't even know when An Xin's flight to Manchester would take off. He didn't even know if his childhood sweetheart had already passed through the security check and boarded the plane.
Or even …
Perhaps the plane had already left the ground and soared into the sky, heading towards a foreign country tens of thousands of kilometers away.
He didn't know.
He didn't dare to think about it.
Right now, there was only one thought left in his mind.
To go to the airport.
To see Steamed Bun.
Even though he hadn't thought about how he should feel or what he should say when he actually saw her.
But he didn't care about any of that.
He just wanted to see her. At least …
It shouldn't be this kind of farewell.
The scenery outside the car window rapidly flew by. It was as if Lin Feng's thoughts and memories were starting to rewind.
He could clearly remember every single word written in Anxin's letter. In that letter, for the first time, the young girl directly mentioned Ah Mo, Ah Qiu, and Eleven's former teammates.
For Lin Feng, he felt remorseful and remorseful towards his former teammates.
Everyone in the team back then …
They were all close and trusted teammates.
They were comrades that he hoped they could continue fighting side by side in the future.
He definitely didn't want to lose those friendships.
But in comparison, his childhood sweetheart An Xin was in a different situation.
As the coach and analyst of the team back then, compared to Ah Qiu, Ah Mo, Eleven, and Fatty, strictly speaking, the girl didn't really fight alongside Lin Feng and the others on the battlefield. Most of her work and tasks were outside the battlefield, behind the scenes.
So some feelings weren't so direct.
It was more like a kind of nourishing and imperceptible influence.
The girl from back then … From start to finish, she had a faint smile on her face as she stood in the backstage area, watching the five members of Lin Feng's team achieve victory after victory. She had witnessed the growth of the strongest team in Season S1, and their rise to the pinnacle.
All along, he had been quietly standing behind everyone.
Behind a certain someone.
Over time, this kind of waiting would slowly become a habit.
Normally, Lin Feng wouldn't be able to sense it, but at the moment he lost it, Lin Feng had a deep and unforgettable feeling of emptiness.
Some people you thought would stay with you forever.
He took it for granted and was used to it.
You didn't even seriously think about whether the other party would leave one day.
So when the day finally came —
If you've never thought about all this, your mind will only be left with a blank and bewildered mind.
(Steamed bun …)
(Are you leaving?)
(To England, to Manchester?)
Lin Feng subconsciously swallowed his saliva. When he opened his mouth, he found that his lips and throat were incomparably dry. His voice was almost hoarse as he shouted at the driver in the front seat, "What's wrong with you?"
"Master —"
"Please, hurry up!"
…
"Passengers in front, please proceed inside."
"Excuse me, please."
"Hello, Sir, let me help you put your luggage on top —"
In the cabin of the flight to Manchester, the polite and pleasant voice of the stewardess sounded continuously.
At this time, An Xin was sitting alone in a seat by the window, quietly looking out.
But the girl's mind was still a mess.
She couldn't make sense of it.
She suddenly remembered that day of her birthday.
That night, after coming down from the rooftop, not long after everyone went their separate ways. On the way home in a taxi, she sat in the taxi and received an overseas international call.
The call was from the fiancee of someone's most respected "Senior One".
She was also another legend in the professional esports circle who was listed in the World Esports Hall of Fame with "Number One" as the Golden Duo.
The "Senior Five" that someone spoke of.
And also Sister Xiao Wu, who was incomparably close to the girl.
The woman on the other end of the phone first sent a belated birthday wish with a smile.
Then, the conversation between the two sisters shifted bit by bit, talking about many things, and finally slowly extended to the most important topic —
"So, next week, you're going to England, right?"
The voice of the woman on the other end of the phone was gentle and pleasant.
In fact, she was the one who truly understood An Xin's secret the best.
The girl answered softly:
"Yes."
The woman's voice carried a hint of worry: "Your illness … can it be cured when you get there?"
The girl pursed her lips and gently shook her head: "I don't know, but they said that the medical technology over there is the best in this field. My family insisted that I go, so … I'll give it a try."
There was a brief moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
After a long time, the woman sighed:
"Let me know when you get to Manchester."
"I'll go and see you."
The girl on the other end of the phone finally smiled and nodded: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, Sister Xiao Wu. I miss you very much."
The woman on the other end of the phone also smiled: "Yes, it seems that the last time we met was a few years ago. You should have grown into a great beauty by now —"
After a few words, as if thinking of something, the woman asked:
"As for Lin Feng, have you talked to him?"
The girl bit her lip and said nothing.
The woman on the other end of the phone understood and sighed:
"Girl … hiding too many things in your heart is not a good thing."
"This is not the only thing you haven't told Lin Feng, right?"
…
Her thoughts returned to reality.
She looked out of the cabin window and looked at the sea of golden clouds that were still glorious and magnificent. Her heart was slightly moved.
Indeed.
Just as Sister Xiao Wu said at that time, she had not only kept one or two things from a certain someone.
There were some things that even Sister Xiao Wu, who she regarded as her own sister, could only vaguely sense and guess some clues. But all the secrets were truly known only to her.
For example, the account that had made it to the top ten of the King of Glory Ranking in the Korean server.
For example, the fight between her and F- Han Shihao in the Nightingale Dark Tournament a few years ago.
For example, her identity as the administrator of Axe in the Dark Tournament.
For example …
In fact, she was not best at being a coach or an analyst. She was not even a jungler. She was a mid laner.
But she had kept all of this to herself.
She hid it so that Fatty, A 'Qiu, A' Mo, and Eleven in the team back then did not know about it. Even someone with a careless personality did not notice it at all.
She chose to stand quietly behind the scenes of the team.
Standing behind someone's back.
She calmly and quietly acted as a witness, waiting and staring at the figure of someone who was working hard in front of her.
That was enough to make her feel extremely satisfied.
In fact …
It had nothing to do with the effort, the price, or whether it was fair or not.
It was purely out of her own selfishness.
Just like half a year ago, she should have flown to Manchester, England early to receive the most advanced scientific treatment. But because of the same selfishness, she begged to stay in Shanghai for half a year more.
Just because of selfishness.
It was just that she wanted to quietly wait behind that idiot's back for a while longer.
That was enough.
However, just that —
The corner of the girl's mouth curled up in a bitter smile.
If you are too selfish, you will also have to pay the price.
For your own selfishness … you will inevitably hurt other people.
She knew very well how hurt and sad her "farewell" would make a certain someone feel. It was precisely because of this that she did not dare to answer the phone or reply to WeChat messages since this morning.
Because she did not know how to face it.
The girl lowered her head. In her hand, the phone that had exploded with countless calls and WeChat messages was still clenched tightly.
…
6: 36 PM.
Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao finally arrived at Pudong International Airport in a taxi that sped down the highway.
After paying the fare, Lin Feng almost stumbled out of the taxi and rushed into the airport lobby. He looked up and quickly scanned the flight information display above the lobby.
Manchester, Manchester, Manchester …
Very quickly, Lin Feng's gaze suddenly stopped on a certain line of flight information.
Then his pupils slightly narrowed.
The only flight to Manchester, England, had already passed boarding time.
Departure time …
Three minutes left.
Tang Bingyao hurriedly caught up to Lin Feng. She also saw the flight information on the display. Her eyes were red as she sniffled and tried to comfort Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, don't be sad …"
"But we really can't make it in time …"
Lin Feng gritted his teeth.
Lin Feng bit his lips so hard that he almost broke them. The faint taste of blood filled his mouth. Without waiting for the girl beside him to panic and try to find a tissue from her bag, Lin Feng took another step forward and rushed towards the departure gate in the hall with all his might.
But without a boarding pass, he naturally couldn't get in.
6: 38 PM.
Lin Feng, who was stopped at the exit, tried his best to open his eyes and look towards the lounge inside. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the magnificent night view. The plane that was about to fly to England was slowly taking off and taxiing on the tarmac.
Then he suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Bingyao, who was staggering as she caught up to him.
"Tang Tang."
"Give me your phone!"
6: 39 PM.
Inside the cabin, the purser's melodious voice sounded through the speakers.
"The plane is about to depart.
Passengers, please turn off your phones, computers, and other electronic devices.
Our flight is about to depart. "
An Xin, who was sitting by the window, gripped her phone tightly. Her palms were sweaty.
She should've turned it off.
But she didn't know what was going through her mind …
She just wanted to wait a little longer.
It was as if he was filled with incomparably contradictory emotions, entanglement, hesitation, struggle, expectation, and hope.
The next moment …
The phone screen suddenly lit up. A melodious ringtone sounded.
Her gaze suddenly fell on the screen, and the girl saw that the caller's name was "TangTang".
The girl's heart trembled slightly.
Tang Tang?
She already had a better guess. She didn't even need to guess to know who the person on the other end was.
But she pursed her lips, her right hand trembling. She gently pressed the answer button.
The phone was placed next to her ear.
At this moment, the girl subconsciously held her breath in nervousness.
The other end of the phone was silent.
It felt like a long time had passed.
In the airport lobby, Lin Feng's eyes reddened as he looked at the departing plane through the French window. He said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with you?"
"You lied to me."
"You said you wouldn't lie to me."
The phone was silent for a long time.
After what seemed like an eternity, the familiar voice of the girl came through the phone. She tried her best to calm down, but her voice was trembling.
"I'm sorry."
A violent, ear-piercing roar sounded.
The flight to Manchester finally took off.
Outside the cabin window, there was a brilliant night scene that was brightly lit. The afterglow of the setting sun in the distance still plated the clouds with a faint golden edge.
Inside the cabin, the girl sitting in front of the window held the phone that had already been hung up. Her beautiful cheeks were already covered in tears.
(End of this chapter.)
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