Receiving Zang Yue's text message, Mao Taro was surprised and happy in his heart, and hurriedly touched it according to the address on his text message.

After learning that the address given by Zangyue was a hospital, Mao Taro suddenly had a little guess in his heart about the reason for Zangyue's sudden departure this time.

It's just that no matter whether he guesses right or wrong, the current situation is not what he wants to see.

When he actually walked into the ward in the hospital, he saw Zang Yue's appearance, and he knew that during this time, Zang Yue, like him, had a hard time.

In his impression, Kurayue was the one who often wore a trench coat and smoked the least frequently in the base.

Half a month later, on the body of the man in front of him, except for quiet, the rest of the things were gone.

Zangyue's stubble is already half a finger long, the heavy blue and black under the eyelids, and the messy hair on the top of the head cannot overlap with the former image in the slightest.

At this time, Zang Yue took Mao Taro out of the ward and walked to the roof of the hospital, where he was leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette.

is completely a frustrated uncle image, where is the scenery of a professional player or even a champion.

On the rooftop, there was a gust of wind, and Mao Taro couldn't help but shiver.

Zang Yue's fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed.

"Is it cold?"

This was the first thing Kurayue said to himself so far.

It was like he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and the pronunciation in Zangyue's throat sounded obscure.

Mao Taro nodded vigorously.

But I saw that in fact, the clothes on Zangyue's body were much thinner than those on my own.

In fact, before I came here, I had a lot of doubts in my heart that I wanted to ask.

But when he really arrived here and saw the person in front of him, all his doubts were like encountering a flood beast, and he didn't know how to speak.

Zang Yue seemed to feel the coldness and took a deep puff of cigarette.

"Let's go if it's cold."

Still frowning.

Mao Taro could only follow Zangyue quietly and obediently and walked back.

Walking down the stairs, the cigarette in Zangyue's hand was also snuffed out by him.

Suddenly, Zangyue stopped his steps.

Mao Taro was stunned by this unforeseen action, and before he stopped, he hit Zang Yue's back straight up.

He rubbed his nose in pain.

"Lost the game?"

Zangyue turned his head, unaffected by the episode just now.

At the mention of this, Mao Taro was suddenly silenced.

Bow your head and bow your head slightly.

This result was unexpected, but it made sense.

There was no surprise in Zang Yue's eyes.

"Thinking of a change of team?"

Zang Yue turned his back and asked in a deep voice.

Mao Taro raised his head instantly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Senpai, what does this mean?"

Zang Yue did not directly answer Mao Taro's question.

"As you can see, my mother is sick, and I don't have the persistence to continue my career. You're a capable player, you can see Mars's team, and staying in a team like this doesn't do you any good. ”

Hearing Zang Yue's explanation, Mao Yao's focus was completely on the first half.

"Senior, won't you play professionally in the future?"

Mao Yao's tone was full of urgency.

Zang Yue's body was stunned, and it took a long time to relax.

"Well, don't fight."

"Why, obviously you are much more capable than me, obviously you are also training hard, obviously you said before that you are going to enter the world championship and win the world championship, have these seniors forgotten?"

It was the first time that Mao Taro was so emotionally out of control in front of Zang Yue.

Not to mention Zangyue, it was Mao Taro himself, who was also taken aback by the question he blurted out.

Zang Yue obviously didn't expect the young man in front of him to say this, and his expression was slightly surprised.

"It's my business, it's none of your business."

Zang Yue's expression, which was still a little warm, has now completely cooled down.

He reached into his arms and pulled out a note.

"If you still think that what I say is still a little valuable, take this, call the person above, and he will accept you to develop in the new team."

Zang Yue gently shoved the note in his hand into Mao Yao's hand.

"Senpai, are you going too?"

When Mao Yao asked this, he seemed to be holding back some anger in his heart.

Unsurprisingly, Zangyue shook his head slightly.

"Then I'm not going either."

Mao Yao threw the note on the ground, pushed it away, and ran away towards the bottom of the stairs.

A series of actions really surprised Zangyue.

He smiled wryly and tugged at the corners of his mouth, crouching down to pick up the discarded note.

took out his mobile phone, and Zang Yue still pressed the string of numbers in the text box.

Then exit, shut down.

Walk slowly in the direction of the ward.

……

Mao Taro rushed out like crazy, hot-headed, and all the news in his heart was Zangyue's decision to retire.

Although his original intention to play professional was not because of Zangyue, but knowing such a senior, he always got a trace of motivation to continue moving forward when he wanted to give up the most.

But now, he actually told him that his motivation was going to give up.

He really couldn't accept it for a while.

Mao Yao rushed out of the hospital, and after the momentum had passed, his pace slowed down little by little.

He's ...... Are you losing your temper with Tibet?

As he walked forward, Mao Tao's heart was a mess.

Suddenly, the interaction of a mother and son catches his attention.

On the side of the street, a child who had been holding a lollipop in his hand walked forward despite the call of his mother behind him, and held the lollipop in his mouth.

Maybe it was because he was too fast, or because the child was too young to have a good hand or foot, and suddenly, he fell to the ground.

He wasn't hurt, but the lollipop shattered to the ground.

The child stopped, pointed to the broken lollipop on the ground, and cried at his mother.

The mother in the back caught up, comforting and complaining gently.

"Let you go a little slower, now it's okay."

In an instant, Mao Taro's face was red to the base of his neck.

In that wayward child, he seemed to see his own shadow.

He thought of the same waywardness he had just had.

Obviously Zangyue's mother had an accident, he was the saddest, the only thing he contacted himself to think about his future plans, and he vented his emotions to him at will like a child with a temper.

Why didn't he think at the time that Zangyue loved e-sports so much and was willing to keep his original intention, and now he gave up halfway, how much courage and determination he mustered.

I didn't care at all, and even blamed myself.

Mao Taro gritted his teeth.

Looking around, he ended up in a convenience store.

I picked up a series of daily necessities such as double razors, toothbrushes, towels and so on, and even bought a thick coat.

Carrying his things, Mao Taro looked up and looked at the hospital not far away.