The man behind did not answer.

"Go back to your room first, will you?" He is very weak now and can't stand for such a long time. Tang Xiaotang has already felt the weight on his body getting heavier and heavier.

"Well."

Behind him came a dull response. Guan Yue stood up straight. Tang Xiaotang helped him back and let him lie down.

The space became quiet. Tang Xiaotang just sat by the bed and didn't leave.

"If you want to say it, I'm always there." She spoke slowly.

I don't know how long it took.

The man sitting on the bed finally spoke softly. He seemed to be talking to her, but more like saying to himself: "do you know war?"

Tang Xiaotang of course knows that it used to be a very popular large-scale competitive end game, but now it has declined in countless new games that have sprung up later. Although it has not stopped serving, its former glory can never be regained.

Although she hasn't played it, eight years ago, when the game was the most popular, she should have been studying in college.

Eight years ago

Remembering the icon in the wind music computer, Tang Xiaotang understood something in a flash.

"That's my favorite game. It's been with me almost all my childhood." The man's voice is very low, but his tone is slightly with a trace of nostalgia. Tang Xiaotang seems to see the bottom of his heart, cold and lonely young man sitting in front of the computer seriously, ten fingers jumping on the keyboard, his eyes bright and dazzling.

"Because of it, I would even like to be a professional player, and once I firmly believed that I could go to the top and become the best one..."

That's what happened. He joined the team with a passion. Because of his outstanding talent, he soon became the core figure in the team. Although he was the youngest, his team was almost invincible. He soon stood out from his region and entered the finals, becoming a bright star in the eyes of countless people.

However, many people are envious of his strength, and even his opponents are afraid of him. After asking him to withdraw from the competition, the operator behind the match failed to bribe his teammates and let out the news of his hanging up.

The young man fell from the cloud to the mire in an instant, and his admirers began to hate him. They attacked him with the most vicious language. No matter how he explained it, no one believed him. Even his opposite teammates cast questioning eyes on him.

"At that time, all the people were questioning and spitting," his voice was low and slightly inaudible. Tang Xiaotang saw a little water stains on the sheet, and soon penetrated into the cloth and disappeared.

She stretched out her hands and gently hugged the man who was bigger than her. His body was just stiff for a while, and he slowly leaned against her shoulder, with a moist feeling at the shoulder blades.

Under pressure, the teenager quits the game and completely quits the game. He doesn't want to touch the mouse and keyboard any more. He locks himself in a dark apartment. He doesn't eat, drink, sleep, talk or go out. He doesn't do anything except unload and reload the game over and over again.

"But he's the only one who's always standing by me and believing in me."

At that time, only he was willing to believe that he was innocent.

In his company, the youth finally came out of the shadow, they agreed to create a no false, absolutely fair competitive game.

Memory is the two young hands, their eyes smile firm and serious. So although the investor who manipulated the outcome was found later, the teenager was finally proved innocent, and he never went back to his favorite game.

Unfortunately, in his memory, the boy who worked hard and seriously finally became strange and beyond recognition.

Tang Xiaotang listens quietly. She seems to finally understand why guanyue has such trust in wankai. Unfortunately, wankai has failed to live up to this trust.

Is wind music good for wankai? The answer is yes. Wind music is very good for him, and it's as good as being a brother. Although the character of wind music is cold, it attaches great importance to emotion, and pays more attention to the people it identifies with.

When he was studying abroad, because his family was poor, Wan Kai was free of tuition, but he had to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation. Moreover, the consumption abroad was much higher than that at home. Although he could get the highest scholarship, it was not enough to pay for it. So since he got to know wind music, he has been responsible for almost all his expenses.

Moreover, in order not to let him feel given away, guanyue paid him for helping him clean the apartment. Although guanyue paid him more than a normal white-collar worker, he only had to go to guanyue's house every Friday to clean his room for him.

It is precisely because of this that Wan Kai has the time and energy to concentrate on his studies and make achievements.

But it is because the wind music is too good for him, so wankai's reluctance and desire breed more. He thinks that the company can develop games clearly because of his ability, but just because guanyue is the investor, he became the boss, and he is just a deputy manager.

He can't see the efforts and efforts of wind music, and he doesn't know that it's impossible for him alone to develop Lekai to the present scale, which brings together the sweat and hard work of countless people, and it's not his credit at all.Perhaps at the beginning, he did hold the same love for the game as the wind music, but money eroded his soul unconsciously, and his greed and uncontrollable desire finally brought him to this point.

He didn't keep his original intention.

However, fortunately, there are still people who have kept their original intention from the beginning to the end.

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