"With the Knicks three points behind with four seconds left in the game, it's not good news for them, they're serving the ball on the sideline, Duncan is very tight defensively, and it's hard to get the ball out.

Opportunity!

Oh! No!

Bruce Bowen's defense is suffocating, he and Houston are like twins, Houston can't catch the ball!

Sprewell was also defended by Ginobili, this guy is very cunning, he deliberately left an opening, luring Mo Xi to pass the ball over.

There is no time!

The Knicks are about to have a five-second violation!

Ink serves!

He threw the ball out with all his might!

Over Duncan's head!

It's Rashid Wallace!

He catches the ball, catches it in the air, turns around directly, and shoots three-pointers!

Oh, my God! What I saw! Duncan! Duncan showed up! He appeared at Wallace's side, covered! Nice cap! Perfect Block! There is no suspicion of any foul play! Duncan kept the ball and the Spurs won! They turned the tide after being down 3-1! Oh, my God! Miracles happen here! Miracles happen in San Antonio! We witnessed a miracle! ”

Mo Xi woke up from the bed abruptly, sat up, his back was covered with cold sweat, he gasped for breath, and his forehead was also wet and greasy. Mo Xi's heart was heavy, as if it was falling with lead.

"What's wrong?" A gentle voice sounded beside Mo Xi, and a hand like green jade reached out and put it on Mo Xi's arm.

The cold touch calmed Mo Xi, but there was always a sense of panic in his heart.

Mo Xi grabbed Ding Xiaowu's hand and whispered, "I'm fine." ”

Mo Xi turned over and got out of bed, walked naked at home, opened the refrigerator, poured a large glass of ice water out, and drank it all, the stinging pain from his stomach made him frown slightly.

Mo Xi put down the empty cup, opened the wardrobe, found a set of clothes to put on, turned around and kissed Ding Xiaowu's forehead, and said, "You continue to sleep, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Mo Xi turned and walked out of the house, facing the dark New York.

Ding Xiaowu sat on the bed, watching Mo Xi's tall figure disappear behind the door, sighed imperceptibly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands brushed his shoulders.

In the fifth game, the Knicks lost, but the Knicks still led the Spurs 3:2, and the outside world was still applauding, because the 1:3 comeback was too difficult. But Mo Xi's heart was always shrouded in a shadow, and the day before he left for San Antonio, that is, now, Mo Xi actually had a dream that the Knicks were overturned.

Mo Xi walked aimlessly on the streets of New York, it was already three o'clock in the morning at this time, even the most bastard gangsters in Brooklyn were already sleepy and couldn't open their eyes, Mo Xi looked at the dark street, and his footsteps moved involuntarily.

Moxi came to the outside of St. John's Church.

Mo Xi was never a believer, he just could always find his own quiet here. As for why came to St. John's?

Because it's close to his house!

For the safety of Ding Xiaowu and the increase in his value, Mo Xi changed to a new place to live at the beginning of the season.

Mo Xi knocked on the door of the church, and the priest on duty opened the door with some puffy eyes, and when he saw that it was Mo Xi, he shrugged helplessly, and said, "Okay, child, come in, don't forget to close the door for me when you leave." ”

Mo Xi grinned, this middle-aged man is called Edward Smith, and he can be regarded as a big fan of Mo Xi.

Mo Xi walked past the rows of benches and came to the position he was most familiar with, and he sat down in a proper manner.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xi's sitting posture became more and more loose, and his body spread out more and more, like a pile of soft mud.

The scattered lights and candlelight reflected in Mo Xi's eyes, and the constantly flickering fire made people's eyes feel uncomfortable, but Mo Xi didn't seem to notice this, he was just there in a daze.

Mo Xi didn't know what he was afraid of, as everyone said, the Knicks were still ahead, holding two match points, and after David Robinson was completely broken by Mo Xi, the balance of victory began to shift in the direction of the Knicks.

However, Mo Xi can always feel that his heart is beating so unnaturally, it is said that in Chinese civilization, this feeling is called celestial induction.

The candle flame swayed, and Mo Xi couldn't help but think in his heart, isn't this candle flame like himself, fluttering, looking bright and dazzling, but it is getting shorter and darker the burning.

Mo Xi felt that the fear in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and his body felt colder and colder.

The candle went out.

Obviously, the church was still brightly lit, but Mo Xi just felt that it was so dim, and it was getting darker and darker.

It was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, and I couldn't even see myself.

"Suzu—"

Suddenly, Mo Xi's mobile phone rang, Mo Xi's whole person sat up straight in an instant, and his originally gray eyes also brightened, and the person who called was Mo Liyu.

"Hey! Where are you dead! The plane is about to take off, and everyone is waiting for you! Don't want to go to San Antonio yet! Don't want to win yet! I don't want to play yet! ”

It turned out that before I knew it, Mo Xi had been out for five hours, and it was about time for the Knicks to leave for San Antonio, to be precise, it had already passed.

The call from her mother made Mo Xi can't help but hold the phone away from her ears, and the muscles on Mo Xi's face twitched twice. Because the Knicks failed to win the championship in New York, those who wanted to celebrate together for the first time had to go to San Antonio with them, and as a family member of the player, the Murray was obviously privileged.

Just when George Carr and the others were worried that they couldn't find Moxi, a phone call from Moliyu directly forced the rescue.

Moliyu's words directly point to the key point.

I want to play.

I want to win.

I'm going to San Antonio.

Mo Xi carried the phone, stood up lazily, and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I know, go over now, um, can you find a car to pick me up, I'm in St. John." ”

The early morning sun shines through the colorful glass on Mo Xi's body, sweeping away the earlier decadence, and under the golden sunlight, Mo Xi is like a god of war.

Mo Xi walked to the door and found that Edward was actually waiting for him at the door, Edward smiled and said, "I think you won't be able to catch the plane, I'll see you off, can I rub a place." ”

It's just a joke, but at least Edward gets a season ticket to the Knicks next year, and a spot in the third row of the season.

Mo Xi got out of the car and thanked Edward.

Edward, drawing a cross on his chest, said, "May God bless you!" ”

"Thank you, Ed, but let God bless the Spurs." ”