It's a cold night in early winter.
The streets are quiet.
The lights are dim.
In front of the stone mound on the roadside, the former teammates looked up slightly, and his calm face seemed to be hit with a light and soft light.
The tone was as gentle as ever.
It's as if I just said such a calm sentence in a normal tone:
"I really blame you."
Yeah.
How can we avoid resentment.
How high the talent is, how bright the future should be, how heavy and painful it should be when such cruel reality unexpectedly comes upon me.
You can't blame God, blame each other's injustice.
However, it is always necessary to find a vent for the discontent and resentment.
"It was probably the most difficult time when I was just injured at that time."
Zhou Mo seemed to be in memory. He spoke slowly, as if he thought of something funny. He couldn't help but remind himself of something funny:
"really."
"It's no exaggeration. In those days, my temper was really irritable. I wandered around in the convenience store every day, and I wanted to blow a few things to vent my anger."
"But you can't smash things. You lose money."
"Then we can only find some people to scold."
"It's not good to scold others, so you have to think of someone else."
"For about a whole month, I'll scold your name in my head ten or twenty times a day. It's not enough. I'll try my best to find your faults, find your problems, and put all kinds of disorderly charges on your head."
Speaking of this, Zhou Mo laughed:
"really, I never thought that I could find so many charges on you --"
"I was so angry at that time..."
"Think, it's all your fault."
"The original S1 final against SSK, you clearly as the team's single core and captain, why can't lead us to win the final victory?"
"Why was he defeated by Han Shihao in the last sentence
"All blame you, if you win the championship at that time, the team members can happily continue to get together."
"What's more, even if we lose the game, we're all upset. Why can you just act recklessly and disband the team that we've worked so hard to build up?"
"It's all your fault. If the team doesn't disband so early, it's a big deal. Let's start from scratch. The first year we lost to SSK, the second year and the third year, won't we have a chance to make up for the regret again."
"Even -"
"if you hadn't disbanded the team, your later life might not have become a mess. My life It's not going to be like that. "
"Maybe, if it wasn't for leaving the team and returning to my hometown, I wouldn't have encountered such an accident later."
"So I blame you for my hand injury."
"And more."
"Why after the dissolution of the team, you have to break contact with everyone."
"The relationship has been so good, why is it just because of the loss of a competition that it seems like a stranger in the future?"
"Why didn't you show up once when I was in such a difficult and painful time, and you couldn't give me any encouragement or comfort --"
when you said every word, Zhou Mo's voice and intonation always maintained slow and steady, and did not reveal the resentment and injustice that he brought in those days.
But every word comes out.
But they are like a huge stone, smashing on Lin Feng's body.
His face was pale and his figure seemed to be more and more shaky.
Because even through the plain and unadorned narration of his partner in front of him, he can still clearly and thoroughly feel the great grievance and pain of the former in those years.
It seems that this is a "crime" that seems to be mentioned in a joke.
But actually.
Each of them is true and has something to do with him.
"It's my fault..."
Lin Feng murmured his mouth in this way.
Over the past few years, he has been haunted by several former teammates. It is a shadow of great guilt.
He knew very well what kind of influence and harm would be brought to his former closest friends by his rash and rash decision, which was made only by a moment's will.
But
Even in the deepest nightmare of fear, he had never thought of such a scene.
It was not until he saw the hand injuries of his former ADC teammates that he realized that the situations he had been most worried about seemed so pale and unimaginative.E-sports player's hand injury.
There is no difference with track and field athletes losing their legs.
Especially for a professional ADC player who once had amazing talent enough to shake the whole world's E-sports circle, such a shocking scar on the right hand part -
directly and mercilessly sentenced the death penalty to the end of his career.
There is no remedy.
Lin Feng thought that his fault was only to bury the glory of the former team.
But the reality told him coldly and cruelly that what he buried was all the dreams and future of his former partner.
"I don't blame you."
After the list of the "evidence of crime" which was just so calm and not urgent and slow, the three words at the moment are inevitably somewhat abrupt.
But the tone of the speaker was still calm and gentle.
There is no irony in it.
Lin Feng raises his head and looks at the former ADC companion in front of him.
Zhou Mo smiles and meets Lin Feng's eyes:
"this sentence is not a lie."
"Just like what I just told you is true, time is really a magic power, which can not only smooth the wound, but also calm people down to think about some problems."
"At the beginning, those resentments and grievances, just because I couldn't find a vent, they all shifted to you blindly and unreasonably."
"But actually --"
"I can't blame you."
"Or..."
Chou Merton stopped for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully about his words, then shaking his head and laughing:
"I used to be strange, but now I can forgive calmly."
Forgive?
Such words, in this situation at the moment, it seems that can not give people enough comfort and comfort.
Lin Feng said with difficulty:
"I don't deserve it."
This sentence, originally Mu Qiu said to him with the most sarcastic tone, but at the moment, it is his own belief and the heart is as gray as death.
Yeah.
Ask yourself and change places.
If you change him to Zhou Mo's situation, you can't say that you can forgive him for such a thing.
A whole dream and future are buried, can only a light floating "sorry", can offset the leveling.
"Maybe not in the past."
"But now, yes."
When Zhou Mo's voice rings out, Lin Feng's body is slightly shaken, and subconsciously raises his head, but confusedly meets the gentle eyes of the former:
"did I say that?"
"Today, I watched your game."
"But I forgot to say that in the last half year, I have seen all the game videos you can find."
"A decline."
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