【Yu Huangyu】Qing Jia

·Meet the parents Hey! (big mistake)

·The training camp period is officially over...

They had a pretty good time during that very short vacation. Yu Wenzhou stayed at Huang Shaotian's house, got out of bed every day, played games and went to bed to chat. In fact, it was no different from that in the training camp.Huang's mother likes him very much. Every time she sees the two of them together, she can't help but say that you have learned so many old sayings from Wenzhou. Nian Nian, and then he was slapped on the head and said that Nian Nian was for your own good.Once, when Huang Shaotian rose up, Yu Wenzhou was involved: "Wenzhou, do you really talk a lot about me?"

The master tactician who was still a boy at that time lowered his head to touch his conscience, then raised his head to look at Huang Shaotian's bright eyes, and smiled involuntarily: "It's okay, Shaotian is quite lively."

Huang Shaotian said triumphantly, Mom, you see that the parties have said so, what else can you say.

Mama Huang said that Wenzhou will let you, and your tail should be pulled back so quickly that it would pierce the ceiling.

Yu Wenzhou looked at the mother and son from the side, feeling a little envious in his heart.

But at noon that day, his cell phone rang. At that time, he was in the arena with Huang Shaotian. When he saw the displayed number, he made a GG gesture to Huang Shaotian and answered the phone. He was having a good time with the future Juggernaut. He was still a little dissatisfied, but when he heard Yu Wenzhou call Dad, he suddenly fell silent.

"Well, the selection has passed."

"I know."

"It's pretty good... I can only walk and watch from now on."

"Friend? Of course I made it." Yu Wenzhou glanced at Huang Shaotian when he said this with a smile: "Well, it's very good...I'm at his house now."

Huang Shaotian was still manipulating Troubling Rain to walk around Bujuehan, when Yu Wenzhou suddenly poked him from behind and handed him the phone to make a mouth gesture: "My dad wants to talk to you on the phone."

Huang Shaotian was taken aback, and he exhausted all his proud self-control to not blurt out the shit. He answered the phone while glaring at Yu Wenzhou, and when he spoke, he immediately changed into the tone of a cheerful boy that parents like nowadays—this He is very proficient at playing the skill, and he relies on it every year when he calls to pay New Year's greetings: "Hi Uncle!"

"Yes, my name is Huang Shaotian, the heaven of the golden boy Huang Shaotian."

"It's nothing, Wenzhou is great—it's really fun to play with him, and he always wins."

"Ah, don't worry about this uncle, my parents also like Wenzhou. Compared with him, I seem to be giving it away for phone bills—"

Then Huang Shaotian's face suddenly became serious. Yu Wenzhou was still smiling and watching, but now he hated his phone's soundproofing so well that he couldn't hear what he said on the other side.

"I'm going to keep playing—it's not easy to change what you like, uncle."

"I am also Wenzhou. We want it when we recognize it."

After he said these two sentences, the other person seemed to say something else, and then the young man's bright smile bloomed between his brows again: "Well, don't worry, we will be fine—give it to Wenzhou, please wait a moment .”

Almost in the next second, Huang Shaotian returned the phone to Yu Wenzhou like throwing a hot potato. Yu Wenzhou answered it and said a few words before hanging up. It was only then that Huang Shaotian dared to complain to him: "Oh, I'm going Why didn't you know that I was not here? This sudden attack hit me and I was almost taken away by a wave, okay?"

"Since my dad mentioned it, he will definitely talk to you." Yu Wenzhou smiled: "If you are not here this time, just wait for the next time. It's better to make a quick decision."

"Really, it's a good thing I've weathered wind and rain for a long time, otherwise I would have been tricked by you." Huang Shaotian mumbled and turned his head to stare at the screen: "One more time?"

Yu Wenzhou sat down, thought for a while or asked.

"What did my dad tell you just now?"

"Ah," Huang Shaotian manipulated the sound of Troubling Rain on the screen to make jumping movements, the voice was obviously full of carelessness, but it seemed to have such an unshakable flavor: "Ask if you and I plan to keep fighting?" Glory goes on."

Yu Wenzhou responded, and heard him say again: "At least I want to keep fighting."

"It's better to fight with you."

The warlock smiled when he heard the swordsman's words, and sent a PK application.

But when they went back, they felt that nothing was right.

Wei Chen announced his retirement, and Fang Shijing took over as captain and Soksar.

Almost as soon as he heard the news, Huang Shaotian jumped up and rushed out the door to call Wei Chen, but there was only a cold and inorganic female voice on the other side, repeatedly saying sorry that the number you dialed has been turned off.Yu Wenzhou chased him out, only to see his back standing alone at the end of the corridor, almost unable to let in the light.

"He chose this time to leave on purpose." Fang Shijing said, "Go back and persuade Shaotian well."

Yu Wenzhou nodded, and suddenly raised his head to look directly at Fang Shijing.

"Fang team, I have a question." He changed his address so naturally that even Fang Shijing was stunned: "What?"

"Although this sentence really feels good to me-but does Team Wei's sudden retirement have something to do with that PK?"

He asked this embarrassing question directly and frankly, stood there without hiding it, and made it clear that he just wanted an answer.

"He has already thought about it, but sooner or later." Fang Shijing heaved a sigh of relief: "But I can't say, it has nothing to do with you."

"...I see." Yu Wenzhou lowered his eyes, was silent for a while and then raised his head. When he was about to say something, it was Fang Shijing who spoke before him.

"You're very thoughtful, I don't mean to keep this from you, but don't stress." He said, "Old Wei doesn't want to see this, let alone relying on you in the future."

"I will do my best." Yu Wenzhou said in a low voice, and then he heard footsteps behind him.

Huang Shaotian came back clutching the phone, with a resentful expression on his face: "I can't even get through the contact information, Deputy Fang—ah, it's time to call Fang Dui now, Fang Dui, you don't know anything else, do you?"

Fang Shijing shook his head.

"I'll go..." The young man's shoulders slumped, Yu Wenzhou felt unwell, and when he was about to comfort him, he saw Huang Shaotian raised his head again with shining eyes.

"Forget it, no matter what, you always watch TV and listen to the news, right? Then when we win the championship, Boss Wei will definitely see it."

When he said this, the expression in his eyes was deep and determined, and until a long, long time later, when Yu Wenzhou saw Troubling Night Rain's sword breaking through the battle like the light of day on the field, he could still think of Huang Shaotian in that afternoon.

They carried the same thing in different ways on the same day.

Whether it's for your own dreams or for those who have left, no matter what or who it is for, this road has to go further.