Chapter 130
A woman smiled slightly: "Hi."
"Hi." Le Anyi said and looked inside: "Wow, this place is so beautiful?"
All the restaurant posters were taken down, revealing its true appearance. Light danced between the heavy carvings, as if entering another world.
Lyra recognized the woman she had met once before and shouted in dissatisfaction, "Hey! How did these wizards expand their territory here?"
Big Spark smiled and said, "Ten contestants, please."
A group of young men and women behind them also greeted them politely and motioned them to come in.
Qu Xing glanced at them silently, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Le Anyi hugged Qu Xing and walked inside: "Wow, are you having a farewell party before leaving Los Angeles?"
Lyra was unwilling to go in. She clung to the door and yelled at YeonBit, "YeonBit, come here! Ah! I don't want to stay with these damn wizards."
YeonBit pretended not to hear anything and very consciously moved over to sit between the DL group. He looked at Ling Yin and Qu Xing and finally asked, "Wind, so your love is Dazzling?"
Ling Yin: “Yeah.”
YeonBit fell silent.
Qu Xing turned his head to look at the pitiful Lyra and asked, "Is your AD okay?"
YeonBit bit her sleeve and started to cry.
Qu Xing: “!”
Qu Xing: "What's wrong?"
YeonBit didn't say anything, just looked at them.
So that's how it is. Wind fell in love with Dazzling. Then the pain he suffered during MSI must have been due to extreme longing and worry.
Just being apart was enough to cause him so much pain.
This great love is so touching.
Those smiling wizards—oh yes, the same wizards who were forcibly dragging Lyra over—were right. Only the most foolish of fools would practice love. They weren't talking about true fools, but the purest people in the world, those who harbored no ill will towards themselves or the world. Only such people dared to give their whole hearts to love another, completely forgetting themselves. Such people were truly fools.
"Hey! What are you doing? Who allowed you to touch me?" Lyra, who was clinging to the door, shouted. Halfway through, she saw YeonBit, with his well-developed tear glands, crying again, and she wanted to run away even more. However, she was no match for many people, and was forced to sit at the long table.
Qu Xing glanced at him.
This group of people still likes to use force.
Lyra stood up as soon as she sat down and chose a place farthest away from YeonBit to sit down again.
Three small iron basins were placed on the long table, each half filled with a pile of crystal clear deep space-colored stones. Le Anyi sniffed and suddenly said, "This scent is so familiar."
"Where have I smelled that?"
…
"Hey Xingxing?" Le Anyi turned his head: "Aren't these you and Ling Yin..."
He Weichen suddenly pinched Le Anyi's thigh.
Le Anyi: “Ahhh!!!”
Qu Xing looked at the Sparks distributing stones over there and whispered to Ling Yin, "Do they have such a wide range of business? They even manage the League of Legends."
Ling Yin said with a smile: "It's the organizer's request."
"Very good, a combination of tradition and modernity." Qu Xing sat up straight, took the stone and looked at it.
I turned around and saw Ling Yin didn't seem to want to answer it.
Qu Xing burst into laughter.
"Give it to me, I'll hold it for him first." Qu Xing took the stone and bumped Ling Yin sideways: "What's wrong with you, brother? You had a lot of fun that day, but now you're not cooperating."
Ling Yin was taciturn: "I don't want to."
A soft brush was stuffed into his hand.
"Dip the stone in perfume and write your wishes on it."
Le Anyi picked up his pen and wrote, "This must all say champion."
Upon hearing this, Qu Xing took out a piece of paper and wiped off the word "guan".
It’s okay, just make sure your teammates make the wish, and he can keep it for other things.
Ling Yin leaned back slightly, smiling as he admired the look of his son Xingxing sitting upright and thinking.
How could someone take making a wish so seriously?
After a while, Qu Xing picked up his pen and started writing.
Ling Yin leaned over to take a look.
"Ling Yin, be in good health."
Ling Yin was stunned.
"Am I not very healthy?" Ling Yin said gently.
"I know." Qu Xing carefully placed the stones into the iron basin in front of him. "But didn't your mother say that you were not in good health when you were a child? I want you to stay healthy."
Ling Yin: “…Okay.”
"You didn't promise?" Qu Xing asked.
Ling Yin: "I don't believe it."
Qu Xing was stunned: "What don't you believe?"
Ling Yin: "I don't believe my wish will come true by an inexplicable thing."
"Wow," Qu Xing quickly covered his mouth. "I realize you really have no sense of awe. After all, this is someone else's territory. Why are you calling them something so inexplicable?"
Ling Yin bit his finger.
"Hiss—" Qu Xing quickly withdrew his hand, looked up at the carvings in the hall, and comforted himself: "It's okay, foreign gods probably don't understand Chinese."
Ling Yin smiled.
"Then I'll make a wish for you." Qu Xing took his stone and said, "Wish me good health, so that we can live together until old age."
Ling Yin raised an eyebrow: "Can a foreign god understand Chinese?"
"Oh, that's right." Qu Xing froze.
Ling Yin: "You might as well trust me. What if I keep you healthy until you're eighty, and you attribute all the credit to this stone?"
"Who's going to support me? You can't even cook." Qu Xing didn't listen. He took the stone back and added an English word on the back. He said, "It's just a hope."
"Oh." Ling Yin leaned over and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Then you support me."
"OK."
Ling Yin continued to ask: "Why should we entrust it to it?"
Qu Xing laughed: "I found out, brother."
Ling Yin: "What?"
Qu Xing put the stone into the basin and said, "You are not careless, you are too serious."
Big Spark said, "Be careful."
Someone lit a candle, and the flame spread in the iron basin with a "puff", flowing and making the star stones more brilliant.
"Wow!" Qu Xing leaned closer to see what was happening. Suddenly, the lights went out with a bang.
"Ah!" Qu Xing suddenly hugged Ling Yin.
Mao exploded in the darkness for a moment, and then another light was lit in the hall, like a blazing fire. Qu Xing relaxed and heard them quietly singing the blessing hymn again.
This hymn sounded slightly different from the last one, calmer and longer, less heart-stirring and profound, and more soothing and distant.
Most people unconsciously sat up straight, listening in quiet and solemn silence. The only two who weren't were Lyra, who for some reason had a deep dislike for wizards. She sat with her legs spread wide on the sides of her chair, staring at the melancholy YeonBit with distaste. The other was Lingyin. He wasn't exactly disrespectful, but he definitely wasn't respectful either. If someone were singing rock music in front of him right now, he'd probably adopt a similar posture.
"I hope Los Angeles has left you with good memories," said Big Sparks.
Qu Xing felt that thanks to them, the Swiss round was originally quite dull. There were only three games in so many days, and the rest was used for training. As a result, he met them once at the beginning and again at the end, which gave this journey a magical shell.
"Good luck on your trip to New York."
Lyra: "Can we eat now?"
"Okay, everyone, please help yourself."
"So..." Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and leaned closer to Ling Yin and Qu Xing's faces: "You two secretly went to play with these people, right?"
His eyes narrowed sharply: "Without us?"
Qu Xing's eyes flashed.
Ling Yin: “Heh.”
Jiang Lin was certain when he heard him chuckle. He stood up and pinched his neck: "Ling Yin, you annoying bastard, you only took Xingxing to play and not us! Do you know how boring we have been these past few days? Why didn't you invite us when there was something fun like this!"
Qu Xing quickly stopped him: "Oh, oh! Don't strangle him to death, no! We just wanted to take a look."
Jiang Lin let go: "And then?"
Qu Xing: "Then..."
They were forced to be blessed.
"Just take a look." Qu Xing looked away: "I'll be back after I'm done."
This star couldn't lie at all, and his guilty conscience was too obvious. Jiang Lin saw it immediately and became very angry. He turned and started to pinch him again: "You just went out to play without calling us!"
"Ah!" Qu Xing fell backwards on the chair, grabbing Jiang Lin's hand and saying, "Help! Help!"
Jiang Lin shook him hard: "I hate you!"
“Ahhh…” Qu Xing flapped his hands, “I was wrong, I was wrong, I’m going to fall, Linlin!”
Jiang Lin: "You're such a pain in the ass who forgets about your teammates when you're in love!"
This sounds strangely familiar.
"I..." Qu Xing suddenly stopped moving, remembering who had said something similar.
Yu Dun.
Qu Xing suddenly felt cold all over, and his suddenly terrified expression scared Jiang Lin so much that he quickly let go of him.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Jiang Lin said at a loss.
Qu Xing frantically sat up, pulled out his phone, and flipped through the group chats he'd had with the Yu Dun family. He had no recollection of the last conversation, but when he opened it, he realized it was Meng Hui asking him during MSI if he felt lonely staying at the base, if he could come back and live with her. He'd said no.
After that, I never sent him a message again. It's been more than three months. I don't know if I'm waiting or if I'm planning to slowly forget him.
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