1.

PIO won the League of Legends World Championship at the age of twenty.

The venue was filled with people and music, and his two teammates announced their retirement one after another.

The man stood beside him, with the S-type trophy in his hand, and smiled with his lips curled, his voice was lazy: "Wait for me to go back and give you assistance."

Black eyes looked at the camera in front of people all over the world, and I don’t know who said this to anyone.

Xiao Cannon's eyes were sore, and tears just poured out, just like when he first won the championship trophy at the age of nineteen, he cried with red eyes like a big girl.

Xiaopao felt that he was too useless.

How can I cry once when I win a trophy?

He remembered the first time he saw Jiang Yujing, he stood under the light and bowed to the audience, the past two years of time, the high strawberry milk box stacked at the kitchen door of the base, and the time when Su Liming grabbed his ear and pulled him from the conference room to the computer desk, the black-haired man sat next to him and knocked on the table casually, saying, "Don't worry, take your time."

Xiaopao wanted to cry again.

While crying, he hugged Jiang Yujing beside him, like an octopus, and whispered to him, regardless of whether the media around the world were still slapping at them.

The man who was hugged did not push him away without any movement for a long time, and finally raised his hand and patted his head.

The next day, the country was in full swing. Everyone said that the mid laner of MAK team was a gay, and it was suspected that they had already bent their newly retired AD players.

2.

For five hundred years, the MAK team finally won the World Championship for the Chinese competition, and the country was instantly excited.

They returned to China the next day and had a walk in Paris that day. Everyone took action separately. Xiao Pao walked alone to a street with unknown name. There was a small shop in the corner of the street.

The warm yellow lights in the store were shining through the large lattice window, and the figures and product outlines inside could be vaguely seen.

This is a perfume shop, the owner is a big bearded Frenchman with a pair of blue eyes, like ocean.

Xiao Cannon felt as if he was amazed.

The perfume shop is not big, but the decoration style is very unique and exquisite. The air emits the smell of various perfumes mixed together, which is strange and pleasant.

Having not been back for a month, Xiao Pao thought of bringing a gift to Yu Yan.

His eyes passed through the rows of perfume bottles on the glass shelf, and finally his eyes fell on the last row of perfume bottles.

The clear and transparent mint green liquid has raised patterns on the body of the bottle, and a row of French engraved on the mouth of the bottle.

When he was in high school, he had been in French class for half a year and could recognize simple words.

——The forest elves.

There was a figure of a girl suddenly coming to my mind.

She had a bright and beautiful smile, a sweet and pleasant smell, her fingers were warmly rubbing his hair, and her voice softly called him: "We cannons."

Xiao Cannon lowered his eyes, covered his long eyelashes, and his fingers that were parked on the bottle shrank back.

Paris in early autumn is not as strong as Shanghai, but the wind is not smaller than Shanghai at all. It passes through the thick walls along the window, penetrates the body, and blows violently on the tip of the heart.

Is it because he came too late?

Not really.

The name Yu Yan seems to be more compatible with Jiang Yujing no matter how you look at it.

3.

On the night when he won the World Championship, Xiao Pao stood on the stage and hugged Jiang Yujing. Only the two of them knew what he said to him.

The boy with hair dyed from white hair back to black, his facial features faded away, and his facial lines gradually became clear and clear, choking in his ear, and finally said,

"Brother Jing, you have to be nice to her all your life."

The two of them heard the sound of music and their teammates were cheering and talking. Jiang Yujing was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand and rubbed his little head.

"Um."

4.

Xiao Cannon was restless and had only time to show a little sharp flame of first love, which was forcibly extinguished by him when he was nineteen years old.
Chapter completed!