Come against the wind, exchange your glory

You are not Qiu Yang.

Such unwavering words came from Ji Xiang's mouth.

To be honest, Bingci's usually calm heart still trembled a little. Fortunately, she had a good heart and did not make any panic moves.

Ji Xiang couldn't see anything strange from her face, and just said to himself: "Aren't you Qiu Yang? I guess you use this person's name to play e-sports because you want this name to be known to everyone. , but don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone else.”

Bingci still didn't speak. From Ji Xiang's face, she couldn't see doubts or temptations, only firm belief.

She thought that it might be Ye Wei who told him, after all, they were cousins, but this was quickly overturned by her.

"I also learned that not long ago, Brother Wei had always been thinking about someone in his heart, but when this person came back, he did not stay with him. As a person who knows how deep his obsession is, the act of him leaving It makes people suspicious.”

Ji Xiang took another sip of beer, showing off his unhappiness.

"The main thing is you. You feel too mysterious. If I have to use one word to describe it, "unknown origin" is the most appropriate. Hahaha, the reason why I am sure that you are not Qiu Yang or Si Yue of HYT is that he looks at you His eyes are quite complicated."

Bingci still didn't answer, and heard Ji Xiang continue: "The way he looked at you showed inexplicable hatred, and at the same time there was a hint of reverence and sadness. Yes, it was sadness. I really can't figure out why he would treat you so badly. There is only one explanation for showing such emotion, you two once knew each other."

Next, Ji said something to reassure Bingci.

"No matter who you are, in my heart, you are a member of NSE and our teammate."

After Ji finished speaking, he awkwardly touched the wine bottle with Bingci.

Bingci shook his head helplessly, took a symbolic sip, and acknowledged what he said in disguise.

"Actually, that's not what I want to talk to you. What I want to say is, have you ever thought about what you will do after retirement?" The topic changed, and Bingci's eyebrows raised involuntarily.

Ji Xiang stared at the beer bottle in his hand with a very frustrated expression, his eyes endlessly confused.

"After the eldest brother retires, he will probably go to college and inherit the family business. After Chengge retires, he will probably marry a wife, have children, and run his family's farmhouse. Yuanbao doesn't have to worry about it. His family conditions are not bad. His parents and brothers love him very much. I wish he could Raise him for a lifetime, and the chef dad himself has skills, just like everyone has a bright and brilliant future."

"What about you? What do you want to do after retirement?" This was the first thing Bing Ci said since the two of them had been face to face for so long.

Ji Xiang didn't know what he was thinking of, and couldn't stop the wry smile on his face.

"Maybe work in a factory, maybe as a waiter, I don't know."

"I went to a vocational school after graduating from junior high school. I didn't study well and didn't learn any skills. I couldn't think of anything else to do besides playing e-sports."

"This year when I went home for the Chinese New Year, I discovered that my dad was starting to have gray hair on his temples. He has never asked me for anything since I was a child. In our community, people my age have gone to prestigious schools and have been admitted to the iron rice bowl. In my life, It is doomed to miss out on the things that honor our ancestors in the hearts of these elders."

"Brother Wei will definitely take care of me, but I don't want him to be poked in the back by people from his family saying that he helps poor relatives every day. He has no obligation to help us all the time."

"On New Year's Eve, I saw Shen Zhou's Qianmu on the street. After he retired, he found a job as a waiter in a hot pot restaurant. That day I saw him being made things difficult for the customers and asked by the boss to apologize to the customers. At that time, I I almost lost my temper and went to help him, but I was even more afraid that my appearance would shatter his self-esteem."

"From him, I saw my future, where I could hold back my anger, accept everything, and finally become numb and assimilate."

"I'm afraid of assimilation."

Ji Xiang held the beer bottle tightly, causing it to become deformed. (End of chapter)