As Wei Xiao wished, the desk ended up a mess. Of course, he himself wasn’t much better.

Fortunately, Lu Feng’s suite was also upstairs. The two of them avoided everyone as they went over there.

After cleaning up, Wei Xiao was very satisfied, and his mouth started to act up again, “Captain…”

Lu Feng was helping him wipe his hair. “Mm?”

Wei Xiao bowed his head, his gaze landing perfectly on his strong abdomen. His throat went dry. “You’re so powerful.”

Lu Feng’s movements paused. “Behave.”

Wei Xiao poked him.

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao plastered his palm over him.

Lu Feng took down the towel and lowered his eyes to look at him.

Wei Xiao blinked at him and smiled evilly. “What, didn’t you get enough just now?”

Lu Feng breathed in lightly and didn’t reply.

Wei Xiao held it. “You’re really so hard…”

Lu Feng’s voice was a little unsteady. “Don’t mess around.”

Wei Xiao: “Can you sleep like this?”

Lu Feng: “There’s a training match tomorrow.”

Wei Xiao sat down on his body, his tone sultry, “Then be a little gentler.”

Lu Feng dropped his head and bit down on his thin shoulder.

Wei Xiao didn’t feel any pain at all, but his heart itched badly.

Doing it in the office was exciting, but Lu Feng had a lot of scruples. For one, the desk was too hard, and secondly, the sound insulation was too poor.

Lu Feng was worried that Wei Xiao would suffer and didn’t want anyone to hear his voice, so he restrained himself and coaxed him to go upstairs after Wei Xiao had ‘finished’.

Now, they were on a bed, on their own floor, and the sound insulation was very good here.

Lu Feng had already been holding back for a while. How could he stand Wei Xiao’s provocation…

After that, Wei Xiao cried so hard that his pillow was drenched.

His voice was hoarse, and he buried his face against Lu Feng’s shoulder. His mouth spoke messy words, “… Do you just like hearing me moan.”

Lu Feng patted him lightly. “Shut up.”

Wei Xiao: “You don’t shoot when I shut up.”

Lu Feng stopped walking to the bathroom.

At the end of the day, Wei Xiao was still a little scared. He quickly begged for mercy, “No, no, I really can’t this time!”

If they went on, not only would there be no training match tomorrow, he wouldn’t even be able to get out of bed.

Lu Feng had always had self restraint. Although he’d repeatedly broken his own rules time and again when it came to Wei Xiao, he still had some sense of propriety.

He prepared well beforehand and also cleaned up properly afterwards.

Wei Xiao only knew to go crazy, but he didn’t realize that the only reason he dared to do so was entirely due to the fact that Lu Feng ensured he had nothing to worry about.

The satisfied Wei Xiao fell asleep in bed.

Lu Feng applied medicine for him, and this brat continued moaning in his sleep, calling out ‘captain’ in a spoiled tone like a little kitten, making Lu Feng heat up again.

There was one thing that Wei Xiao had said right.

Lu Feng liked listening to his voice.

But then, was there anything about him that Lu Feng didn’t like?

Lu Feng cuddled him and waited until he was completely asleep before getting up and going to the balcony.

It had rained that evening, and the originally hot and dry weather had cooled down.

At this time, the rain had stopped, and the damp outside was infused with the scent of greenery and flowers, leaving behind a little bit of an earthy aftertaste in the air.

It didn’t smell bad and could even be called refreshing. It was able to slowly calm a person’s heart.

The FTW base was located in the outskirts of the city. It was very quiet, and although the rain had stopped, dark clouds still blocked the stars and the moon.

The night sky was dark, like the sea in winter.

Lu Feng leaned forward, his palms on the railings. His eyes were deeper than the night as he stared into the empty distance.

“This is the fourth season, right.”

“Lu Feng, our agreement is about to expire.”

“Why cling to these things?”

“It’s your father’s birthday next month. Will you come back?”

“Forget it, then.”

That woman’s cold voice echoed in Lu Feng’s mind. Lu Feng, who’d listened to every word, only felt a sense of detachment.

These were his relatives, the people who’d watched him grow up from childhood, but he only felt a sense of detachment and indifference towards them.

Lu Feng’s hand suddenly used force, grasping the cold railing tight.

The light from the room landed on the back of his cold, pale hand. His knuckles bulged, and the veins on his hand stood out like bruises.

Dull pain came from his left shoulder. The blue-purple scars had been gone for a long time, and the internal injuries had also gradually recovered through physiotherapy. It would no longer affect him, but the stinging pain was like worms wriggling inside his bones and couldn’t be eradicated.

A foggy, rainy night, an empty balcony.

18 was an age for soaring into the skies.

But his wings had been broken by his father.

After waking up, Wei Xiao was refreshed and filled with energy.

When it came to pain, it really turned out that it would start feeling good as time went on.

Wei Xiao was getting more and more used to it. The original hot, burning pain had been replaced by a slight swelling pain alone.

Tsk…

Wei Xiao sent Lu Feng a message, “I’m really gifted.”

Lu Feng, who was working: “……”

Another message flew in, “I can actually take your big guy.”

Lu Feng flipped the phone over so that it faced the desk.

After harassing the captain, Wei Xiao hummed a song and went to wash up.

When he was about to go upstairs, his boyfriend replied to him, “Wait until the off-season.”

At first, Wei Xiao didn’t know what he was talking about. He then linked it up with the context, and his eyes curved. “Oh, duckie~” He even sent an expression pack of a wrestling duck.

Lu Feng didn’t reply.

Wei Xiao was really asking for it. “Then I’ll be waiting for a boyfriend who goes all out.”

This sentence held a double entendre. Those who understood it would naturally understand it.

Lu Feng: “Brat.”

Wei Xiao was fearless. It was as though the one who’d been crying for mercy last night wasn’t him.

This conversation couldn’t be continued. Lu Feng diverted the topic, “Going downstairs?” The dining area was on the first floor.

Wei Xiao leaned against the side of the stairs. “I’m about to go eat.”

Lu Feng: “Wait for me.”

Wei Xiao: “Okay!”

Unfortunately, having a sweet meal for two was impossible. Firstly, there was Brother Cai, who yawned as he went downstairs. Wei Xiao was just about to drive him away when Little Ning and Old Yue came over, shoulder to shoulder. Little Ning, who knew nothing: “Brother Xiao, has your stomach not recovered yet?”

Wei Xiao: “……”

Bai Cai helped him answer, “He’s eating lighter foods to nourish his stomach.”

Wei Xiao cleared his throat and agreed, “Mm.”

His stomach was very good, but eating light was conducive for his long-term development.

Fortunately, Wei Xiao’s tastes had never been that heavy, and it could almost be said that he didn’t have much interest in food and could eat anything.

By the time Lu Feng came downstairs, Little Ning was eating quietly.

At first, Wei Xiao tried his best to stay steady and not flirt with the captain, but later…

To hell with staying steady. He’d fed the captain celery during the winter training camp, so why couldn’t he feed him watermelon now?!

As a person, he had to be frank and magnanimous, and leave any feelings of guilt far behind!

Due to the time difference, the training match between FTW and Y1 would be held in the evening.

The time difference between the two sides was about six or seven hours. On FTW’s side, it was eight o’clock in the evening, and it was early afternoon for Y1. This timing was quite suitable.

FTW and 3U had played all afternoon. Their win rate was about 70-30. FTW naturally accounted for the 70%.

Chen Feng’s tight nerves finally loosened somewhat.

After Close returned, the team would definitely need some time to get used to each other again.

Fortunately, Bai Cai and Yue Wenle were able to adapt to Lu Feng, and there was even less need to mention Wei Xiao, who understood Close better than anyone else.

Only Ning Zhehan was a bit awkward, but it wasn’t a fatal problem and wouldn’t cause problems for training matches and domestic games.

As for the globals…

They could take their time. They had enough time!

FTW had enough of a base now, and their line-up today was the strongest in China.

If they played enough to build up more cooperation and tacit understanding, they might really be able to win the world championships.

Chen Feng’s heart surged every time he thought about it.

Three years.

Three world games!

The China competition zone, FTW, Close…

They needed a real championship!

It was soon eight o’clock after they had dinner.

The two sides had already gotten in touch. FTW logged into the international server and opened up a locked room.

They could also open a room in the professional server, but there were too many people watching that server, so it was better to hide in the international servers.

However, some fans still discovered it.

Post after post piled up under the FTW keyword.

“Report! FTW’s five starters opened up a locked room!”

“That’s normal, the playoffs are going to start soon. They must be having training matches every day.”

“It’s in the international servers!”

“Holy shit… which team is it?”

“Is it L&P or Pro?”

Due to the winter training camp, these two teams now had close relationships with FTW.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t see the other team in the locked room. No matter how much the fans guessed, they couldn’t figure out who FTW was having a training match with.

It didn’t take long before the logic emperors came out to speak on the topic.

“It’s about to be 8AM in North America. L&P wouldn’t make a training appointment at this time even if they went crazy.”

“Kim Sung-hyun and Li Heran are currently playing doubles in the big brawl. It’s definitely not them.” They were even streaming it.

“It’s not L&P, and it’s not Pro, then…”

“Report! Team Y1’s five starters are all online!”

The fans were all going crazy, “It can’t be, it can’t be, it absolutely can’t be Y1.”

“Y1 against FTW? Wake up, Feng-Yan sisters, your house has collapsed a long time ago and won’t be built up again in this lifetime!”

“I don’t believe it. It can’t be Y1. If it’s Y1, then I… I… I’m going to f*cking faint from anger!”

They would really be very angry. Y1 vs FTW was one of the dream games for old Glory fans.

Yet as a result, the two teams had snuck off for a training match, and the fans couldn’t even watch it. It was more than being dizzy with anger; they were about to spiral up and explode on the spot, okay?!

Some people were calm. “It might really be Y1.”

“Don’t just stare at Yan Jiang and Close. Think about our sweet Swallowtail CP from the opening game.”

“……”

“………………”

“………………………………”

“Holy shit, it’s not impossible!”

If there weren’t any grudges or grievances between Yan Jiang and Wei Xiao from the opening game, the fans probably wouldn’t believe that Y1 would play in a training match with FTW in this lifetime.

But…

Wei Xiao had that ability to tease others like it didn’t cost money, and there was the way he’d used and abused him. There was also that way he’d acted like he was no longer interested in God Yan as soon as he saw Close, and that ‘prisoner’ control in the finals circle.

Some fans were already starting to smash their keyboards.

So angry!

So hateful!

It was the decisive battle of the century, but they couldn’t watch it!