FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 67

In the second floor corridor, the cleaning aunt was mopping the floor. Yu Sui greeted her as he looked through his phone, leaning against the wall near the glass doors leading to the terrace.

The auntie glanced at Shi Luo on the terrace, and uttered a few words in Shanghai-ese, repeating her same old admonitions that smoking at such a young age was not good for the lungs. Yu Sui nodded in agreement, “Yes, I will talk about it to him later.”

Auntie quickly mopped the corridor and headed for the first floor with the mop and bucket. Yu Sui then turned and pushed open the door to the terrace.

Shi Luo had his eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned against the railing. He had almost finished the cigarette between his lips. Yu Sui walked over and plucked the cigarette from behind Shi Luo and threw it into the ashtray on the terrace.

Yu Sui was very close to Shi Luo and Shi Luo instinctively glanced back. He saw that the corridor floor was empty before he leaned back on the railing.

“What are you afraid of? If someone sees, then let them see.” Yu Sui leaned against the railing next to Shi Luo. He paused for a moment and said softly, “Just now, did you say that to deliberately make me feel bad?”

“Not this time.” Shi Luo was a little embarrassed and explained, “I didn’t want to mention it but I wasn’t paying attention and… Anyway, it wasn’t intentional this time.”

Yu Sui nodded and repeated, “Wasn’t intentional this time…”

Yu Sui smiled, “So you admit it. You used to deliberately mess with my head?”

Shi Luo uneasily pulled out the thorns from the cactus, “I admitted it a long time ago. Stop asking… at least for now, I don’t want to make you feel bad.”

Yu Sui once again grasped the key point, “At least for now?”

“You’re so good to me now…it makes me kinda not want to look for trouble with you.” Shi Luo took the pot of the cactus and turned it around. He continued to pinch off the thorns from the cactus’ other side. His expression was cool but his tone was somewhat tired, “I’m waiting for when you’re not being good to me. Then I’ll go turn over old accounts with you.”

Yu Sui listened quietly, his heart aching a bit.

“So, before, every time you said something to deliberately make me feel bad, that was…” Yu Sui said softly, “because you thought I wasn’t being good to you? Did I treat you badly that often?”

Shi Luo pursed his lips and did not refute. After a while, he whispered, “You were going to send me to NSN. I can’t possible still be grateful to you, right? Sigh, I said I wasn’t going to turn over old accounts… Let’s not talk about this.”

“It’s fine, let’s talk a little bit about the past. You don’t have to feel sorry for me.” Yu Sui didn’t want to discuss everything about what happened two years ago but Yu Sui wanted to know everything that had anything to do with Shi Luo. “Why didn’t you challenge me to a match to delete our accounts before?”

Shi Luo’s reasons were not so tenable. At that time, both of them had changed teams and had new accounts, but regardless, if they had really played a match with their accounts on the line, it would have been injurious enough.

It was very troublesome for professional players to delete an account. After deleting your account, you would need to apply with the league for a new professional account. You would also need to explain clearly what happened to your last account and why you abandoned it. “I accepted a challenge from someone with our accounts on the line. I shamefully lost the match and now my account has been deleted. Please give me another official pro-player account.” If this was the reason submitted to the officials, news of it would spread instantly throughout the four divisions and render the league officials absolutely shocked.