[full-time master] bitter lovesickness

Happy's opponent in the first round of the regular season was Heavenly Zan, which wasn't too strong, but it gave Ye Xiu some time to get in touch with the team.After all, this was not the Xingxin he was familiar with. It was not a good thing for him to be hastily entered into the lineup for the team competition.

The game was held in the afternoon, so Xingxin had a free time in the morning. Although City B was a place where everyone was tired of visiting, everyone didn't want to stay in the hotel, so most of the people left sparsely, leaving only Ye Xiu is a dead house.

When Su Mucheng came to look for Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu was watching the video of Heavenly Zan's matches for the past two years. In the five years of the league, almost all the old faces have retired, and they have undergone a near-total change.So what Ye Xiu has to do now is to adapt to the new situation of the various teams in the alliance, and then find out the corresponding weak links to modify Xingxin's tactics.

"I'm going somewhere, do you want to come with me?" Ye Xiu looked at Su Mucheng's outfit strangely, white gauze skirt, white shoes, hair combed into a ponytail, tied with a black rubber band, Indescribably plain.

"Where are you going?" Su Mucheng looked at him and smiled, and said, "Go to see your idol." Ye Xiu was a little puzzled by what he said.But when he arrived at his destination, he immediately understood.Because they came to the cemetery in the northern suburbs, Ye Xiu should know who is buried here even if he thinks on his knees.

Su Mucheng went to the flower shop nearby to pick out for a long time, and finally chose a bunch of baby's breath that bloomed just right. She turned to Ye Xiu and said, "I change new ones every time I come here, lest he get tired of looking at them."

Ye Xiu felt that few people in the world should have experienced the feeling of looking at his own tombstone alive. He looked at the tombstone in a daze. It was very clean and there were no superfluous words, only the words 'Ye Xiu's Tomb', No one even wrote it, it is simple and clear.

Su Mucheng silently put the flowers in front of the grave and began to talk to herself, mentioning the team, daily life, and the game. This kind of scene was like when they went to see Su Muqiu together, and things are impermanent. Now it's happening again, but this time, the name on the tombstone facing him is his own.

A little dazed for a while.

"I guessed that you would definitely come today." Hearing this voice, Ye Xiu looked back in surprise, and saw Zhang Jiale standing behind them holding a bouquet of white roses and smiling at the two of them.

Zhang Jiale hasn't changed much in the past few years, he is still the same as when they said goodbye after the celebration banquet five years ago.Zhang Jiale walked up to put the flowers beside Su Mucheng, and said to Su Mucheng with a smile, "We need to work harder for the afternoon game." After speaking, he glanced at Ye Xiu who was next to Su Mucheng, "I I am looking forward to your super rookie."

"Our newcomers will definitely surprise you. But you, how is your business doing recently? Are you still used to living in City B?"

Ye Xiu's mind was filled with a lot of questions. He remembered that Zhang Jiale's hometown was not in City B, so why did he live in City B?There is still business, when did Zhang Jiale transform?Will he really not lose money in business?

It's like waking up and my world unfolds.

Zhang Jiale's game career was finally fixed in the No.12 season, and his long ten-year long-distance running did not get a desired result after all. Five sub-ten years, nearly half of the probability, perhaps in most professional players this is actually true. It is an enviable achievement, after all, most of them have never even touched the runner-up.

But Zhang Jiale's feelings are different. If he is just an ordinary professional player, or maybe he has never won a runner-up, he might not have such a strong desire for the championship.

Because he was so close to it before, Zhang Jiale was not reconciled.He tried hard again and again, but failed again and again, just like Li Zongwei in badminton, Xiao Li in the entertainment industry, and Haruki Murakami in the literary and art world.In ten years, he went from 28 to [-] years old. What changed was his age, but what remained the same was the heart of a champion.

Even in the end he didn't get his wish.He has seen too many strong men in their twilight years with endless ambitions, and Han Wenqing is the best example.I have burned my blood for so many years, but I still have to lose to the cold years blowing on my face.The older generation established the initial glory of the league and then left sadly. Watching the new generation use their youth and sweat to forge a new legend one by one, they surpassed others without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth.

Not everyone is like Ye Xiu, tenaciously resisting the years, unyielding and challenging fate with a single heart, most of them are ordinary people like Zhang Jiale, he can see himself clearly, and finally the gentle Bow to time.

There is nothing to be ashamed of, even if it is ordinary and helpless.

Zhang Jiale remembered that at the end of his seventh season, he was squatting alone in the player tunnel, feeling empty in his heart.It was really not easy for him in those years. He supported the huge Hundred Flowers by himself, but even if he worked so hard, he was still one step away from the champion, but he was the closest to the end of the world.

He was really tired and tired.

Then a man walked up to him and squatted down with him.He squinted his eyes slightly, and found Ye Xiu's handsome side face. Unfortunately, he was in no mood to appreciate it at that time, and he didn't talk to each other. The two of them squatted side by side. Zhang Jiale found that scene funny even when he thought about it later.

Ye Xiu took a cigarette from behind his ear and handed it to him. Zhang Jiale looked down with disgust, "Are you hygienic?" Ye Xiu gave him a look of resentment, "Comrade Zhang Jiale, this is the organization It’s so hard to keep the kindling for you, Mucheng has been holding me very tightly recently, I’ve got all my orders for an afternoon here, how dare you despise me.”

So Zhang Jiale took it and smoked it.It's not a good cigarette. Ye Xiu doesn't have the habit of buying good cigarettes. Although it's a bong, he likes the same for 35 yuan and [-] yuan.The thick smoke of cigarettes separated the two of them. At that time, Zhang Jiale suddenly felt that Ye Xiu was really good-looking, and it was quite pleasing to watch when he was not talking.

Then, this one spoke.

"Come, come, I'll give you a present." Zhang Jiale watched Ye Xiu dig into his pants pocket for a while, and took out a championship ring.

"Damn, you didn't bully me!" Ye Xiu ignored him, put him on Zhang Jiale's middle finger, and said, "Congratulations to Zhang Jiale for winning the league championship this season!" Standing with a smile on his face, I got up and stretched my legs, patted Zhang Jiale on the shoulder and said, "I already knew that Zhang Erle would end up like this again today. Look, I even prepared a condolence gift."

Zhang Jiale gave him a big middle finger.

Later, Zhang Jiale bought a special box to put the ring in. He knew that Ye Xiu always kept his word, and if he said he would give it to him, then he really gave it to him.During the time when he retired, he often took it out to look at it, and all kinds of appearances of Ye Xiu suddenly appeared in his mind, smiling, teasing, and slightly gentle. At that time, Zhang Jiale suddenly thought, When it's over, I seem to... fall in love with him a little bit.

That's why he ate his Amway without any hesitation, and once again he was ready to go, he would react greatly to his jokes, and would be very annoyed when he beat him up.Zhang Jiale carefully took care of this little secret love, secretly happy and sad all by himself.He was waiting for this opportunity, or he couldn't bear it and put all his eggs in one basket, or the years ended without a problem.

But God did not give him this time.

When Zhang Jiale first heard the news of Ye Xiu's death, Zhang Jiale was extremely calm, so calm that he didn't have any emotions.He had just returned to his hometown for less than two days, so he immediately booked the nearest ticket.Even when he arrived at the entrance of the cemetery, he thought nonsensically, oh, it's not good to go empty-handed, so he turned into a small flower shop next to him to choose flowers.

In the flower shop next to the cemetery, most of the flowers were plain, but Zhang Jiale didn't like it very much. He didn't think Ye Xiu was suitable for such a color, so he finally settled on the bouquet of red roses behind the boss.The boss said at the time that it was for his girlfriend, and he didn't want to sell it. Zhang Jiale insisted on adding another 200 yuan to buy it.

After entering the garden, he realized that it was such a huge cemetery, but he forgot to ask where the tomb was.He simply didn't ask any more questions, and just searched the past row by row, looking at the smiling portraits one after another, as if a life of sorrows and joys, Zhang Jiale felt at that time, as if he had gone through a very long time A period of years, and then look back on his own seemingly mediocre half of his life.

His feet hurt from walking in the cemetery, and he finally found Ye Xiu.On the tombstone, there is a youthful face printed on it, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a smirk, as if a prank just succeeded.There was a light rain from the sky, hitting him and the flowers, the rain seemed so heavy that Zhang Jiale couldn't hold the flowers with his normally steady hand.

The fiery red rose fell to the ground, splashing a little water, Zhang Jiale forced a smile from his face, "I found you."

Then he knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

Zhang Jiale still has the energy to come out again and want to win the championship again, but he really doesn't have the energy to love someone anymore.Too many ups and downs in his career have long worn out his heart.He really can't get back those tiny pieces of fur.

At that time, the spring shirt was thin when I was young.Such years, Zhang Jiale has long been unable to pick up.He didn't have the courage to start a secret love until he was in his twenties, so he was suddenly and brutally sentenced to death for betrayal.

It hurts.There seemed to be countless small holes in his heart, blood flowed out drop by drop, and finally merged into a gurgling stream. On the other side of the stream, stood Ye Xiu, but he seemed to be far away from thousands of mountains and rivers.

It turns out that not all goodbyes will have reunions.

Zhang Jiale took out the ring in his pocket with trembling hands, and put it on his ring finger, "From now on, I will always love you and be loyal to you, no matter if you are poor, rich or sick, until death."

"Are you willing...to marry Qin Jinzhi with me?"

"I have all the tokens of love..."

"I am willing, I am willing, I am willing." Even your share has been answered for you.

"I love you. Never told a lie."

At that moment, Zhang Jiale seemed to see Ye Xiu smiling at him through his teary eyes.