Chapter 134 I’m not only Quiet, I’m also your boyfriend. (1/2)

Glory Long Qi 66480K 2022-07-23

Wei Xiao’s brain was buzzing, and his good mood from that morning was gone.

He walked woodenly back into the house, his slender fingers clenching his cell phone tightly.

The captain was looking for a substitute.

A substitute for the top lane.

Who was it for?

Wei Xiao had always been more sensitive to these things. His seemingly casual appearance hid a heart sharper than anyone else’s.

Many details from before came together, crowding into his confused mind and filling it up––

The pause in the captain’s voice when he inquired about the results of the check-up and today’s inexplicable offer to solo….

Bits and pieces of discordant information gathered together, piling up into an answer that Wei Xiao didn’t want to face.

He closed his eyes briefly, then dialed Lu Feng’s cell phone.

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Lu Feng’s voice was slightly surprised when he connected the call, “What’s up?”

They kept in touch for a long time every day, but they usually used WeChat voice messages or video calls and rarely made phone calls.

Making long-distance international calls was very troublesome. There was no need to call if it wasn’t urgent.

When Wei Xiao heard his voice, he couldn’t help feeling a burst of sourness at the tip of his nose. “… Substitute. Who is it for.”

He didn’t try to ease his tone at all, nor did he leave Lu Feng any room to maneuver. He asked the question very frankly.

Lu Feng was stunned.

Wei Xiao suppressed the tiny quiver in his voice, asking Lu Feng in a tone that was so calm that it was cold, “Who is the new substitute that you’re looking for going to replace.”

Was it for Tang Chen?

Was that necessary?

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It was just one regular season. Was there any need to be in such a hurry to find a substitute for that?

Although Tang Chen’s state had its ups and downs, no matter how much it wavered, he would still be much better than a newcomer who’d joined without any running in.

It couldn’t be for Tang Chen…

Which left only one answer. This substitute was for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng.

Close.

The strongest singles player.

Needed a substitute…

The rims of Wei Xiao’s eyes were red, but he didn’t shed tears. He didn’t even sob or choke.

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Clearly, as long as he suffered even a tiny bit of grievance, he could go and cry to the captain…

But this time, he didn’t.

He’d crushed all his surging emotions back down.

After a long time, Lu Feng spoke in a low voice, “Little Xiao.”

Wei Xiao didn’t speak. He listened to him speak in silence.

It was difficult for Lu Feng to open his mouth.

It was half past ten in China, and half past ten in North America.

But it was a pity that the sun was rising in one location, heralding a bright and beautiful day, while in the other location, night was falling, a dark and silent night.

Just like him and Wei Xiao.

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It had been a month since he’d arrived.

The weekly check up reports were on the desk in his suite.

One report, two, three…

They were even more shocking to look at when they were stacked together.

There had been no improvement. There hadn’t been any obvious improvement after a whole month of physiotherapy.

Dr Chen had been right. This place was indeed very good for treating this kind of external trauma. Even if Lu Feng had come here a year earlier, he would’ve been able to recover until he was just as good as before.

But he’d let the injury drag on for a full three years.

From when he was 18 to 21.

He’d picked up the broken FTW and lifted it up with his injured shoulder.

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Everyone only saw the hero who’d won three consecutive championships, only saw the young head of the club. Who knew what kind of price he’d paid behind the scenes?

The price he’d paid… the effort… the persistence…

Even before he could return, the regret had already arrived first.

At the end of the day, Lu Feng was only 21 years old.

For an ordinary person, this was still the age of carefree study. For an e-sports player, it was still at the age of reckless pursuit of their dreams. However, for Lu Feng, he had already overdrawn the balance of his health and could see the incoming night.

Lu Feng got up and walked towards the bedside. The electric curtains slowly pulled open, revealing the dazzling lights outside.

He watched these sparks flicker in the dark and said slowly, “The substitute is for me.”

Wei Xiao’s heart already held the answer, but he still felt a bust of buzzing in his ears when he actually heard the words.

He stopped on the steps and sat down powerlessly. His long legs couldn’t fit themselves on the steps below him, and his short hair covered his eyes, “Send me the check-up reports.” His voice was as cold as winter snow.

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Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao’s thin lips pursed. “Send it to me!”

Lu Feng’s voice was hoarse, “Okay.”

He hung up the phone and took photos of all four reports, sending them to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao listened as the phone beeped with received messages. The hand that held his cell phone was clenched so hard that the white of the bones could be seen.

In the past month, the sound of receiving WeChat messages was the sound Wei Xiao wanted to hear the most.

In the past, as a person who never liked to hold onto his cell phone, he now wished he could stare at his WeChat every day––

During breaks in training matches, he would secretly send him WeChat messages.

Call him right after a game.

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Before sleeping… When he woke up…

As long as he had time and it didn’t disturb Lu Feng’s physiotherapy, he would wish to remain in contact with him all the time.

When the phone rang, it was like a sound from heaven to him.

But now, when he heard this familiar sound, he didn’t have the courage to look at it.

What if the captain’s shoulder couldn’t be cured?

What if Close had no way to continue playing?

His faith.

His hero.

His lover…

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Wei Xiao took a light breath and opened up the Wechat messages with trembling fingers.

The pictures popped out one after another. He opened his eyes wide and tried to look at them.

It was all in English, and he was a little taken by surprise when it entered his gaze.

Wei Xiao concentrated, making use of his excellent reading ability to understand them clearly.

The first week, the second week, the third week, the fourth week…

For a whole month, the advice given by the attending doctor was––there would be no problem for normal life and exercise levels, but there was no guarantee when it came to the fine operations required of professional players.

Four reports. Wei Xiao spent half an hour reading them.

He just sat there on the marble steps in front of the base gate for half an hour.

The cold spring wind swept over, and the heat from the earlier run dispersed completely. The cold air drilled into the back of his neck, chilling him all the way to his heart.

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Lu Feng sent him a message, “The course of treatment is still ongoing. The specific results won’t be clear until the course of treatment is complete.”

Wei Xiao looked at these words that were obviously meant to comfort him, and his heart felt terribly pained.

The most miserable person must be Lu Feng, yet Lu Feng was still comforting him.

Wei Xiao clicked on the video call button and almost pressed down, but at the last second, he changed it to a voice call.

He couldn’t see him.