FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 52

Yu Sui tried his best to restrain himself and warned himself not to ruin the care and preparation he’d been doing these past few days on a moment of impulse.

Yu Sui leaned against the balcony railing with both hands. Dropping an indirect hint, he said, “And… Shi Luo, I’m not the kind of straight man who doesn’t know when I’m being made the subject of some scheme.”

Being a veteran in this industry, the number of times people have attempted to seduce or entice Yu Sui wasn’t exactly few. Back then, Yu Sui rushed to the top of the industry as soon as he made his debut, not to mention internet celebrity anchors, he even normally ran into small time entertainment celebrities. The entertainment circle was shallow.  There was no lack of minor celebrities who relied on this somewhat good looks to chat and flirt with a star player to either rub off on their popularity or to make a quick buck. Since entering the industry, Yu Sui has been affixed with the dazzling “rich” label. He had the face and the reputation. Naturally, there were quite a lot of people who saw him as a target for easy profit.

Expressly confessed to, secretly seduce, Yu Sui had seen it all from when he was in his teens to now.

It wasn’t that Yu Sui had absolutely no clue about Shi Luo’s little occasional schemes.

Yu Sui never thought of those as scheming.

When people he didn’t like schemed, those were scheming.

When the person he liked schemed, that was called acting spoiled.

Even if this spoiled act was a tad bit intense, consequently earning him stomach trouble and landing him in the hospital for an overnight stay.

But Yu Sui himself was a willing party in all this.

Shi Luo hadn’t yet recovered from when Yu Sui said, “After I went to Germany, I only had a stomach problem once.” He looked at Yu Sui and said guardedly, “You… don’t you think I’m being unreasonable?”

The wind on the terrace was a bit strong, and Yu Sui held down the team uniform jacket he had on. He shook his head. “I told you. I’ve already accepted this.”

Shi Luo’s lips moved.

He wanted to ask Yu Sui whether he’d let himself fall for anyone’s repeated disaster-courting traps or if he’d only do so for Shi Luo’s disaster-courting traps.

But just now, telling Yu Sui that he’d deliberately thrown away his life in order to tell him the real situation had already exhausted up all his courage for the day.

All the replies he’d gotten from Yu Sui so far have been so gentle. He said that he had fallen ill after knowing that Evil was Shi Luo himself and he said that he had been distressed.

Yu Sui hardly ever lies. Shi Luo didn’t want to hear something similar to “I didn’t recognize you at all” that could pierce his heart, nor did he want to destroy the rare tenderness that was between him and Yu Sui at this moment.

Shi Luo lit a cigarette. This was enough.

If Shi Luo didn’t ask, there was nothing to regret. This was answer he’d finally gotten.

Not long after the two returned to the training room from the terrace, Old Qiao called everyone to the conference room to start the game review. The contents of their match against Sacred Sword could truly make one feel unwell. Fortunately, Zhou Huo was very good at maneuvering everyone’s emotions. In the middle of the review, he used the projector to show them the comments posted on Free’s official Weibo. The comments under Zhou Huo’s impassioned post insulting Sacred Sword had already surpassed 10,000 comments. From beginning to end, the fans all insulted Sacred Sword. After reading the first 100 top comments, they resumed the review.