[1] GLORY

Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Wei Xiao kissed him on the shoulder, “Believe in me.”

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Wei Xiao would never tell anyone about Lu Feng’s shoulder.

He understood the gravity of the matter and knew how serious it was.

The more he knew, the more he understood, and the more clearly he could see the burden that was on Close’s shoulders.

The responsibility of a top player, the pressure of a club manager, the unwillingness of a captain who’d failed to get any achievements in the global competition for three years…

There was too much there, it was too heavy.

Even someone as strong as Lu Feng would still be hurt by this.

When Wei Xiao thought of this, his eyes grew red.

He’d held back his tears all day, and he could no longer hold back his tears now, when nobody else was there.

He felt heartache for the captain and felt sorry for himself.

The sense of powerlessness hit him in the face, covering Wei Xiao’s eyes like a thick fog.

What to do?

After playing in this year’s competition, would the captain be able to continue?

After winning the championship, would the captain have to retire?

He was only 21 years old, so young. To just…

Wei Xiao thought of himself from two years ago, and an even stronger wave of negative emotions swept over his entire person.

If he’d joined the team earlier, the captain wouldn’t have ended up like this.

If he hadn’t run away, he and the captain could’ve taken on this responsibility together.

If…

But there was no ‘if’.

Infinite regret couldn’t be traded in to reverse time.

What’s more, even if they went back to two years ago, would Wei Xiao be able to get rid of the haze left by his grandmother’s death? Would he have been able to open his mind up to the game? Would he have been able to play his part?

Nothing was certain.

Wei Xiao’s chest felt blocked, and he just felt that fate was constantly joking with him.

Why did he have that kind of parents?

Why did fate have to take away his grandmother?

Why couldn’t they even let off the captain who’d been so good to him?

Wei Xiao had lived for so many years, and he tried his best to be worthy of everyone, striving to do everything well. Why did he always have to encounter such unforgiving disasters?

“Captain…” Wei Xiao called out softly, his heart feeling like it was being stabbed by countless knives.

The sweetest form of address, the warmest low murmur, the name that had given him infinite power…

Now, it had all turned to fear.

Fear of losing.

Fear of being alone.

Fear of the happiness that hadn’t been easy to obtain slipping right through his fingers.

Wei Xiao trembled slightly, hugging his knees and curling up in the e-sports chair.

He would become Close for the captain’s sake.

He would do the things that Close could do.

But…