The words Wei Xiao had spoken to Bai Cai had stirred up Lu Feng’s memories.

In the last game during the winter training camp, FTW had lost to Pro, but Lu Feng and Wei Xiao had passed the sweetest night together.

The results of the competition was expected, but the joy of two hearts coming together overwhelmed everything else.

Wei Xiao remembered what Lu Feng had said back then. How could Lu Feng not remember as well?

He’d said it word for word to Bai Cai, but in fact, it had all fallen onto Lu Feng’s heart.

Wei Xiao was comforting him.

After a whole day of competing and training, after crying until his eyes were red and swollen, he was still trying to comfort him.

Lu Feng could feel it. This sweetness was too soft, making it so that people could only cup it carefully in their hands out of fear of hurting him.

Lu Feng asked him, “Can you turn on the video?” He wanted to see him.

Wei Xiao paused for a moment.

Lu Feng asked again, “Can we?”

How could Wei Xiao stand it when this voice drilled into his ear? “Okay.”

He took off his sunglasses and switched to video mode.

The screen was empty for a while, and then Lu Feng appeared on it.

It only took a glance for the thoughts in Wei Xiao’s heart to surge up like rolling waves, the pressure making him unable to breathe.

He couldn’t cry, couldn’t be weak and fragile, and definitely couldn’t rely on the captain again!

Lu Feng looked at him without blinking, his voice hoarse, “Little Xiao.”

Wei Xiao’s eyebrows pulled tight. His tears quivered in the reddened rims of his eyes. “Captain…”

Lu Feng coaxed him, “It’s okay, it’s okay if you cry.”

Looking at the big boy on the screen who suppressed his emotions and didn’t dare to vent them wantonly, Lu Feng really wished he could fly back to see him right now.

He wanted to hold him, wanted to kiss him, wanted to tell him that it was alright, that everything was okay.

But he couldn’t go back.

How could he go back to see him with these check-up results?

How could he say that ‘everything was okay’ after he saw him?

Wei Xiao was trying to stay strong, working hard to keep his mood calm. “Captain, did you finish today’s physiotherapy?”

Lu Feng: “Yes.”

Wei Xiao used to ask questions like, “How do you feel afterwards?”, “Is there any relief from the pain?”, “Did the doctor praise you?”, and so on every day, but now, he didn’t dare to ask a thing. He only dared to change the topic, “You didn’t sleep at all last night. Hurry back to the hotel to sleep.”

Lu Feng paused, “You…”

Wei Xiao avoided his gaze. “I’m going to sleep, too.”

Lu Feng wanted to speak, but hesitated.

“I’m going to take a bath. I’m hanging up now,” Wei Xiao said.

Lu Feng could only bid him goodnight.

Wei Xiao barely managed a smile. “Good night.”

After hanging up the phone, Wei Xiao fell backwards into the bedding, his entire body loose and powerless.

The ceiling lamp in the bedroom gave off a very soft light that protected the eyes. It was bright enough, but not dazzling, and wouldn’t dazzle the eye even if he looked at it directly.

But Wei Xiao couldn’t stand this light and raised up his left arm to cover his eyes.

The furnishing for the FTW players’ rooms were basically the same. The blue wallpaper was a simple style that suited boys, and there was a double bed that looked very comfortable. Above the head of the bed was FTW’s team emblem; black and white double swords crossed together with the name of the team written in the middle.

It was already past one o’clock in the morning, and it was a quiet night outside. In the room, there was only a thin youth who lay there powerlessly on the white mattress, under the soft light.

The soft and thick bedding outlined his thin waist, and the wide cuffs of his sleeves fell down to his elbow, revealing a slender arm that was a little bit paler than the light. His arm covered his eyes, and a tear ran down his cheek to drip down onto the pillow.

A short while later, he turned over. His back arched, his knees curled up, and his white ears poked out from between the scattered strands of his black hair. His left hand clutched at the bedding as he cried silently.

––Get better.

––Please let the captain get better.

He wanted to see him win a real singles championship, he wanted to play doubles with him, and he wanted to stand with him on the glorious stage without any regrets.

Wei Xiao woke up from a nightmare.

When he woke up, his back was covered in cold sweat. His fingers trembled as he groped for his cell phone.

Just when he was about to press the call button, he abruptly woke up completely.

What was he doing?

What was he trying to do again?

Wei Xiao tossed away his cell phone and calmed down his breathing.

Stop pestering the captain like a child.

He should let him recuperate properly, let him rest assured, and not give him any more pressure.

Wei Xiao patted his cheeks and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Bai Cai had been so frightened last night that he hadn’t been able to sleep all night.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, he pulled himself out of bed and went to do his daily task of walking the husky.

When he thought of his ‘part time job’, Brother Cai inexplicably felt a little full.

At the time, Brother Cai hadn’t thought too much of it when the captain asked him to walk Soybean every day. He just thought that the captain was very rich and wanted to subsidize a good wife like him.

Now…

Forget it!

Like hell was he subsidizing a good wife, he was clearly spoiling his son!

Um……

As Little Lunatic Wei’s son, wasn’t Brother Soy also Close’s son?

He was clearly a babysitter and a nanny, yet he’d thought of himself as the main character.

Brother Cai was ashamed of his own misconceptions!

Bai Cai was still in a daze when he went to pick up Soybean and was surprised to find that the husky wasn’t there.

Eh?

It was so early. Other than him, a man who got up early for money, who else would take Brother Soy out for a walk?

Bai Cai went to the window and looked out at the garden of the base. And then…

Holy shit, were his eyes acting up?

The figure that was running amidst the purple plum trees and facing the cold spring wind was… Wei Xiao?

Bai Cai flopped downstairs in his slippers and squatted on the steps.

Soon after, Wei Xiao, who was wearing black sportswear and accompanied by the barking of a dog, came running over.

Brother Cai was so cold he was rubbing his hands together. “What’s up with you?”

Wei Xiao glanced at him and panted, “Morning run.”

Bai Cai: “???”

Wei Xiao was tall. He was wearing slim running pants and silver running shoes, making his legs look long and straight. Adding on his handsome face, it was enough to shoot s with!

Bai Cai watched as he ran off again and chased after him. “What’s the situation? Why aren’t you sleeping in so early in the morning and going for a run instead?”

Wei Xiao had a single earbud in his ear, and the white headphone cable stretched down to his pocket, sliding across his waistline, “Exercising.”

Bai Cai was going crazy. “You… Little Homebody Wei, exercising?”

Wei Xiao rolled his eyes at him. “The body is the capital for revolution.”

Bai Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao looked straight ahead. “FTW needs more championship cups.”

Having said that, he sped up and got rid of the slow snail Bai Cai.

Brother Cai stood there in a daze in the cold wind for a while. “… F*ck.”

Was the power of love so great?!

It even made a homebody cancer patient go for a morning run?

It made Bai Cai want to fall in love too, damnit. But when he thought about it more, girls who liked morning runs were too scarce; he might as well forget it.

That week, FTW was plunged into the abyss of deep misery as they prepared for their competition against TPT.

Did this abyss come from Chen Feng?

Was the deep misery from the coaching team?

No!

It all came from their jungler king teammate Wei Xiao!

Little Ning was the one in the abyss. “Brother Xiao, I can’t anymore, I really… can’t.”

The cold and cool jungler king was online and fierce, “Don’t even think about eating if you can’t freeze me tonight.”

Little Ning: “……” He wailed out loud.

As a small eunuch, Brother Cai tried to make a careful suggestion, “You’ve already soloed with him for four hours, and he’s already died in all sorts of ways 30 to 40 times. How about…”

The jungler king glanced at him.

Brother Cai shivered and switched to scolding Little Ning, “The grandmaster is online and teaching. This is something others can’t get even if they beg for it. How can you say that you can’t do it!”

Little Ning: “……………………”

Brother Cai, weren’t you going to save me?!

The one in deep misery was Yue Wenle.

Unlike Little Ning, who’d never experienced the grandmaster’s baptism by fire, Comrade Old Yue was filled with fighting spirit. The more he died, the braver he became, and he was passionate and lost his head every day. He wished he could solo from dawn until dusk.

Wei Xiao ‘taught students in accordance to their aptitude’ and used a different way to train up Yue Wenle.

“What’s your score in the peak ladder rankings?”

Yue Wenle: “……”

The peak rankings was a mode in Glory’s high-level games. Only players who’d reached a certain ranking in ranked games could participate in it.

Players who entered the peak ladder rankings could only solo queue, and their rankings were based on their cumulative winning KDA.

This was a gold training model with a very high gold content, because as an ADC who relied on his teammates, it was very difficult to climb up in the rankings.

This was particularly the case for players like Yue Wenle who’d been protected too well by Brother Cai. Once he entered the peak ranking games where wolves and tigers appeared frequently, Yue Wenle was likely to get sold off by his own support like a useless wooden stick.

The conditions Wei Xiao gave him were, “For every 100 points you gain in the rankings, we’ll solo once.”

What kind of concept was 100 points?

Based on Yue Wenle’s miserable little body, he had to fight with a group of animals for several hours while obtaining a KDA of 10.0 in each game before reaching this number.

It was hard, it was as hard as trying to scale the blue sky.

But it had to be said that this method was extremely effective for Yue Wenle.

The best way to train up a reckless person was to toss him into a ‘purgatory’ of deep misery where he would die as soon as he played recklessly.

In fact, the coaching team had long arranged this kind of training for Yue Wenle.

But when it came to training plans, they were easy to come up with it, but too difficult to actually implement.

Without anything to stimulate him, Yue Wenle would get annoyed after playing a single game. He’d basically deal with the task with his eyes closed, so the results were always very bad.

Now that Wei Xiao had made his move, Yue Wenle’s peak ranking points had soared all the way to a new high.

This week, Wei Xiao was fully involved in team training.

He played in the training matches more seriously than everyone else, and he was more attentive than everyone else when it came to going over the replays.

When he soloed with Ning Zhehan, on one hand, it was to hone the boy’s skill release accuracy––if even the agile and flexible grandmaster could be frozen, then who couldn’t Little Ning freeze? On the other hand, it was also so that they could get more familiar with each other. Double queuing was really a good way to cultivate tacit understanding, but soloing could also do the same, and the efficiency was even higher––of course, this was an ability that was exclusive to the grandmaster, and others wouldn’t be able to learn it.

Yue Wenle’s training was more targeted. It would aim to have the boy learn to become more cautious through the peak ranking competitions, and to resist being blindly reckless just because he had the protection of his teammates. In addition, his desire for survival would be tempered through the promise of solo matches. Then, it was back to the same thing – if he could survive safely under the assault of Wei Xiao’s thief, then across the whole of Glory, there wouldn’t be many who could easily cut Yue Wenle down.

Brother Tang was relatively stable, so Wei Xiao spent more time playing double queue with him.

Brother Cai felt snubbed. “What about me, what about me?”

Wei Xiao looked at him.

Brother Cai stood up immediately. “I’ll go squeeze some watermelon juice for Brother Wei!”

He ran off to the kitchen so quickly he left a trail of smoke, like a virtuous little vegetable.

It was an extremely busy and full week. Wei Xiao used this intensive training to keep his thoughts at bay.

He had regular contact with Lu Feng at a fixed time every day.

But it was different from the coquettish attitude of the previous month. There was more discussion about the game, about TPT, and the advantages and disadvantages of their teammates.

The call durations weren’t short; in fact, their calls were even longer than before, but the feeling of missing each other was stronger than it had been in the past.

In the blink of an eye, a new week had begun. Their game with TPT would take place tomorrow.

Chen Feng spoke up, “Enough, don’t queue until too late. Rest early.”

The group of cubs all answered quickly, but no one got up.

Instead, it was Wei Xiao, who usually left the latest every night, who got up first. “See you guys tomorrow.”

Everyone was stunned, but Brother Cai understood: Alright then, he must be going to stew phone porridge again.

Wei Xiao went out, bowing his head to send Lu Feng a WeChat message, “Captain, wait for my good news tomorrow.”

Lu Feng replied very quickly, “Okay.”

He also hoped that he could bring him good news.