Wen Hao was silent.

Ling Yu lowered his head and began to split the computer again.

"I'm sorry."

Wen Hao could only say these two words.

At the beginning, the team was divided because he, the captain, left the team without authorization.

"I'm really sorry, so I'll fight again with me." Ling Yu didn't raise his head.

“…… I'm sorry. ”

This second "sorry" is full of infinite apologies and helplessness.

Ling Yu raised his head and asked, "I didn't ask you yesterday, and now it's just me and you here, can you explain the reason?" ”

"I can't find a reason anymore." Wen Hao said, "The person who can let me prove myself no longer exists." ”

"Who?"

"Parents."

"Isn't your dad alive?"

"He doesn't want my son anymore, so I don't need to prove myself to him."

Ling Yu didn't comment again, he used to stand on the same position as Wen Hao, not only him, but also countless teenagers in the world who are fighting for their e-sports dreams, will also stand on this position.

The biggest obstacle to chasing dreams is always your dearest relatives.

"I understand what you're thinking at the moment, but you'll figure it out someday."

Ling Yu, who successfully disassembled and assembled the computer, took a long breath, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and looked at the small green potted plant on the windowsill, "Dreams are not for anything else, but simply because I like them, I will do them." ”

"I probably won't get it." Wen Hao shook his head and said.

"No need to argue."

Ling Yu put the clothes that had already been packed into the suitcase, "If you don't understand, there is no point in arguing, if you think about it, there is no need to argue." ”

"Okay." Wen Hao also knew that if the two of them were not convinced by each other, no matter how much they argued, it would be in vain, after all, their tempers were so stubborn.

"I'll help you remove this box of trophies."

"It's up to you."

"Hmm."

Ling Yu's things are not much, but they are also a lot, and the two of them moved back and forth several times before they finished moving, and when they returned to Qianda Plaza, they had to move these things to the dormitory, which was indeed a hard job.

The sixth-anniversary celebration of Tianji Internet Café ended successfully when the two were busy going out.

In the final thoughts of the audience, it is generally believed that the final final and championship match are far less exciting than the semi-finals.

However, on the whole, this year's event is more exciting than before, and presumably after today, the reputation of Tianji Internet Cafe will only spread farther and farther.

Six o'clock.

The two of them finally moved everything back to the dormitory, Wen Hao helped to sort out some messy things, his own luggage was extremely simple at the beginning, and he was not as troublesome as Ling Yu.

If Zi Ting hadn't helped him buy new clothes, in fact, he would have only had those two sets of summer clothes left in his whole body.

In comparison, Ling Yu has much more clothes, fortunately, the wardrobe is big enough, and his clothes account for one-half, even if Wen Hao's clothes are added, there is still room for spare.

The only desk in the room, which was directly occupied by Ling Yu, began to assemble his computer.

Originally, the general staff dormitory did not have so much furniture, but I heard that this room was reserved by Ziting for guests before, and Zirui lived there a few times, and later Wen Hao came to become his dormitory.

When Wen Hao was about to close the wardrobe, Ling Yu glanced at it a few times and said, "I felt strange in the morning, you only have this little bit of clothes?" ”

"Well, I only left with two summer clothes."

Ling Yu immediately understood the meaning of this sentence: "Okay, I'll accompany you to buy winter clothes another day." ”

"There's no rush for this, let's go to dinner first and get ready for work."

"Okay."

After dinner, the sky is like a dam bursting, and the rain pours down from the sky, covering the whole city with a hazy veil.

The sound of the heavy summer rain is like the galloping of countless horses, isolating all the sounds of the outside world.

Wen Hao, who was sitting at the counter, looked at the door from time to time, and at hand was a folding umbrella that could be taken away at any time.

"So worried?"

Ling Yu, who was sitting on the side, asked while fiddling with the computer.

On rainy days, businesses from all walks of life will be affected, and this is especially true of Shenyao Internet Cafe, which used to be at its peak, but now no one comes to the door.

However, the number of customers has not increased, and on the other hand, the number of customers who are already in the Internet café has not decreased much.

There happens to be a restaurant upstairs, so the guests who can't go back for a while don't have extra worries.

“……”

Wen Hao didn't answer Ling Yu, but the various subtle movements he showed reflected that Ling Yu's thoughts were correct.

"She's an adult anyway."

“……”

Wen Hao was obviously not in high spirits in the conversation, so Ling Yu gave up.

When he felt that he had nothing to do, Ling Yu got up and ran to serve tea and water, the real purpose of this was to take the opportunity to contact the girls in the pantry.

Staring at the door in a daze, Wen Hao was stunned.

How long has it been since I have been like this, on a rainy day, hoping that someone will come back early?

fiddling with the phone aimlessly, the kind of big head sticker on the back kept touching Wen Hao's heart.

Obviously, he hadn't seen him for so many years before, and he didn't have such a strong longing, why is it just a short day now, but it can make him haunted by dreams?

"Let's make a call."

When Wen Hao's index finger hovered above Zi Ting's name, he looked up at the world covered with a rain curtain outside, and suddenly, his pupils contracted violently, he put down his phone suddenly, and his right hand picked up the umbrella like thunder.

Just as Ling Yu was returning from the pantry satisfied, he saw Wen Hao blowing out in front of him like a hurricane.

"Damn, I'm in a hurry." Ling Yu, who was almost scraped down, scolded, steadied his body, looked at Wen Hao's back, and muttered, "This sour smell is really choking." ”

Walking out of the gate and holding out the umbrella, Wen Hao did not hesitate to get into the heavy rain, like a sailboat breaking the waves.

In the rain, familiar figures are running anxiously.

Wen Hao's pace gradually slowed down, but the umbrella in his hand was speeding out.

The man's hands were tightly clasped around his chest, his willow eyebrows were locked, and his face was full of sadness, but it was not because of his wet delicate body, but for other reasons.

When she saw Wen Hao's worried eyes, the sorrow in her eyes turned into joy, as if the suppressed emotions were about to explode.

Stepping on a water stain, the two returned to the door of the Internet café.

Ling Yu waited at the door with a pack of tissues, and greeted him as soon as possible: "Why is it raining?" Isn't there a shelter from the rain in the underground parking lot? ”

Wen Hao noticed the little guy that Ziting was tightly protecting in his arms.

It was a shivering little white milk cat.

"Hurry upstairs!"

Zi Ting's little face was full of anxiety, and she ran towards the elevator before she could stand still, and her words were obviously said to Wen Hao.

"Huh?" Ling Yu looked confused, and he didn't know what the situation was.

Wen Hao directly stuffed the umbrella to him and said, "You watch it first, I'll go up for a while." ”

"Huh?!"

Ling Yu watched the two go upstairs in confusion.

After Ziting waited for the elevator for a while, she changed her mind and walked the stairs, and Wen Hao followed her closely.

Trotting all the way, Zitingxiang's sweat and rain have long been mixed together.

It was the first time Wen Hao had seen her so anxious.

Back in the room, Ziting hurriedly rushed into the shower room and picked up her towel to wrap the little milk cat in her arms and wiped it carefully.

It was a little milk cat whose eyes had just opened, like a rag doll, very cute, and now it was estimated that it was cold, and her complexion was languishing, and she had been shivering.

Wen Hao walked to the dresser, intuitively found a hair dryer, plugged it in, and turned on the heater.

"I came out of the parking lot and heard it screaming, only to realize that it was raining on the street." Ziting said, with a little sparkle in her big eyes, "I didn't see its mother, maybe it was an accident, or it was abandoned." ”

"But it met you."

These were the only comforting words Wen Hao could think of at this moment.

He was a little surprised in his heart, Zi Ting, as a noble lady, should be instilled with common sense that should ignore and stay away from these "dirty and lowly" lives.

Don't talk about Wen Hao himself, I believe that most people in this world don't have these weak lives in their eyes, at that time, it's too late to hide from the rain, let alone pay attention to the little milk cat's cry for help from the depths of his soul.

Like who would be sad for stepping on an ant to death?

In the world, there are thousands of stray cats and dogs, how many people have cared about it?

As if feeling a familiar sense of security, the little milk cat called softly.

The gentle jade hand gently strokes the body of the little milk cat.

The hair that has been washed by the rain has no dust stains, showing its original whiteness, and at the same time it is distressing, how long has it been in the rain to make this hair so clean?

"Obedient, don't be afraid, it's okay." Zi Ting said softly, "I will be your mother in the future, and I will never let you suffer again." ”

Wen Hao thought it was interesting in his heart, you are still a little girl who wants to be worried, and you still want to be a mother?

Standing next to Zi Ting, after the hair dryer dried the kitten's hair, Zi Ting still lovingly wiped the kitten and warmed her body.

Her attention was on the kitten.

His attention was on her.

She forgot that she was also a soup chicken, she was worried about it, he was worried about her.

After a little hesitation, Wen Hao raised his left hand, gently picked up a handful of green silk, carefully dried it with a hair dryer, and then put it down and repeated.

Zi Ting was startled by Wen Hao's movements, but she didn't resist, hanging her little head, as if her mind was all on the little milk cat, but she didn't know that the roots of her ears were already red through.

"Xiaobai, you can take a look at Xiaobai here." Feeling as if her hair had been blown dry, Zi Ting turned around and stuffed the little milk cat to Wen Hao, "I'll go change my clothes." ”

"Oh, good." Wen Hao hurriedly hugged it with his left hand, and after a while, he noticed an important place, "Wait, Xiaoxiaobai?" ”

However, Ziting had already taken a set of clothes from the wardrobe and flew into the shower.

Wen Hao, who couldn't cry or laugh, put the hair dryer back in its place, and put the little milk cat on the floor, squatted down, and observed the little milk cat crawling awkwardly on the towel in a daze.

Not long after, after Ziting changed into dry new clothes and left a sentence of "go to the kitchen to warm some milk", she hurriedly ran away as if she was running away from something, leaving Wen Hao speechless.

Did I just go overboard?

Wen Hao didn't understand.

Little White curled up and hid in a corner.

Wen Hao stroked it gently, and said to himself: "She is your mother, so what am I?"