The season has already begun to fall.

In the autumn in the Demon City, there is also a hint of coolness in the breeze.

The rooftop of Thirteen High School is empty and quiet. Because it is the rooftop, the wind is a bit strong, and the wind is whistling. Carrying the slight coolness of autumn, you must come in along the cuffs and collars of people.

An Xin reached out and tightened the collar of her off-white sweater, and then gently sniffed on her hands:

"KG lost..."

"Lost to SSK team."

"You're also very uncomfortable."

The girl asked softly like this, her tone was rarely soft.

As a childhood sweetheart, and even the "leader" who took Lin Feng to play LOL since S1, An Xin is the one who knows the Maple identity of Lin Feng the most clearly.

So she would know the close relationship between the top laner of KG team "Yuan Shen" and Lin Feng who fell in the semi-finals of the World Finals.

I also know what the head of the Four Emperors of the SSK team means to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng lowered his head.

Silently and silent.

An Xin just looked at Lin Feng quietly, without urging him.

The rooftop was very quiet, as if only the sound of the wind was whistling.

After a while, Lin Feng lowered his head and spoke slowly:

"The fat man called me that night."

"That guy cried again after losing, saying that he was useless and didn't win with me as agreed."

Lin Feng paused and pursed his lips:

"I don't know how to comfort him."

"Actually... he has done a good job."

"At that time, I was thinking that the opponent was a team as powerful as SSK. Even if the fat man fought alone, of course, it would not be possible to easily create any miracles."

"So I lost, nothing."

...

"The fat man just kept telling me that he didn't fight well, and he failed everyone's hope and my hope... But I was thinking, that's because he was under too much pressure alone."

"If... I could fight side by side with him, would he not have to bear such a lot of pressure alone?"

"Then I watched the video of those three games many times, and went to the illusion to simulate myself being KG's mid laner, and went to the lane with F--"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng lowered his head again, and his tone was low:

"It turns out that it doesn't work."

"I am too weak now. Even if I really play... I am not F's opponent at all."

“Not useful at all.”

"Even the current 16-school league, the same is true for playing in the Foreign High School next time."

"There is a gap between the strength of everyone in the e-sports club team and the Shanghai Foreign High School, so I have to carry it to lead the rhythm."

"So recently I have been trying hard to do what to do and formulate tactics, and how to improve my strength-"

“But it seems that it is not enough.”

On the huge rooftop, the wind whistled, and Lin Feng's low voice sounded like a murmuring to himself.

An Xin listened quietly, pursing her lips and not speaking.

At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly said:

"Bun, do you think I'm useless-"

When An Xin heard this, she couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyebrows, and a thin trace of anger flashed across her pretty face.

...

However, Lin Feng seemed to be unaware of it, lowered his head and continued to mutter to himself:

"Yes, it's really useless."

"Don't say that you go to the World Finals, go to fight against SSK team and that person, even the sixteen-school league with such high school level... you can't think of a way. You can't rely on your own strength to lead everyone to win..."

"At this level, what qualifications do you have to say that you want to become the world's strongest e-sports player?"

Lin Feng was still muttering like this with his head down, and his mood seemed to be getting more and more depressed.

Suddenly—

Bang!

A thundering hit his head.

"Ah, it hurts-" Lin Feng hugged his head and looked at An Xin in confusion, who was singing back his fair little hand in front of him: "Why are you hitting me with Baozi?"

An Xin raised her eyebrows and stared at Lin Feng angrily with big beautiful eyes:

"Of course I want to wake you up, a big fool!"

“What does it mean to be ‘useless’?”

"The most annoying thing is to hear you say this, and I want to hit you after hearing it!"

"I could have been in the first mid laner position in the national server and led the team to the final of the S1 World Finals. How could it be 'useless'!"

Lin Feng: "But that's the past..."

An Xin glared at Lin Feng: "Don't interrupt! Listen to me!"

Lin Feng shrank his head and listened to An Xin continue speaking:

"And, why do you have to bear all the pressure by yourself when you fight for foreign high school or something?"

"It's a team game, everyone has to work hard, and everyone has their own responsibilities."

"What do you do to take all the responsibilities alone?"

"Then I compete with myself, getting stubborn... I can't get out of it and I'm trying hard to get leap!"

"You used to be like this, but now you can't get rid of this bad habit!"

...

Lin Feng was being said to be lower and lower, and his momentum became weaker and weaker:

"But--"

Bang!

Another burst of shock.

"But it's so big! You are the best, and you think it's cool to bear the pressure like that, right? If you do this alone, what should you do if others do? Haven't you ever thought that others would want to help, and they would be worried?"

An Xin became more and more angry as she spoke, and she reached out and wanted to knock Lin Feng out another thud.

Lin Feng was about to accept his fate and took the initiative to send it to cooperate and be beaten.

But An Xin's hand suddenly stopped in the air.

Lin Feng waited for a long time without waiting for the next punch. He was confused and was about to look up at An Xin, but suddenly a faint fragrance came to his face, and then a soft and warm body gently pressed on his body.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.

He reached out and hugged Lin Feng gently, and An Xin's voice suddenly became softer and sounded in Lin Feng's ears:

"Big idiot, I know."

"I know your sadness."

"But, don't bear all the pressure alone-"

"It will make others worry and feel distressed."

He stretched out a hand and touched Lin Feng's hair from behind, and An Xin smiled slightly:

"And, isn't I still there?"

Isn't there still me?

One word, one hug, made Lin Feng feel quiet all of a sudden.

Standing quietly, feeling the warmth of the childhood sweetheart embracing the girl in front of me, as if the torture, heavy, and depressed period of time had subsided, all the negative emotions were calmed down bit by bit.

Suddenly, Lin Feng spoke out:

"steamed stuffed bun--"

An Xin said "um" softly.

Lin Feng stretched out one hand and grabbed his hair: "Oh, have you become fatter..."
To be continued...