You Use a Gun, I Use a Bow (BL)

27 - I'll wait for you to save me.

“I am willing.” Mo Chen was caught off guard by Wen Xi’s reply, and he froze in disbelief.

When Mo Chen realized that what Wen Xi meant was that he was “willing to play professionally”, he became so excited that he nearly dropped his cellphone.

“Then…” Mo Chen wanted to say that he could join CLM then ba!

However, he was interrupted by Wen Xi, who added, “But right now, my skills aren’t up to par. I’ll practice well, so if you give me half a year… No, three months—by next year at the latest, I’ll meet your requirements. I’ll be in the top ten for the national server and the top 50 for the overseas servers. I’ll fight by your side, and I definitely won’t hold you back!”

Mo Chen was stunned. At first, he had thought that Wen Xi had been seized by a sudden impulse, so he wanted Wen Xi to quickly sign into the CLM team, just so that he couldn’t take it back in the future. However, after listening to Wen Xi speak, Mo Chen realised that he was serious.

After a moment of silence, Mo Chen chuckled. “Fool.”

Wen Xi: ???

“You’re the person I chose. Even if you don’t manage to meet the requirements that I had stated, CLM’s doors will always be open to you,” Mo Chen continued after taking a deep breath, “But if this is what you have decided, I’m willing to wait. You can throw yourself into my arms whenever you are ready.”

Wen Xi let out an “en” sound.

How could he not want to immediately go and fight alongside Mo Chen on the field? However, he knew very well that right now, he wasn’t qualified. It was very easy to play with Mo Chen, but it was very difficult to “fight alongside” him. If he could say something offensive towards CLM, it was that Wen Xi felt that there was no one in the current CLM team who was qualified to fight alongside Mo Chen. And as for him, he would work hard to become that very person! Wait, what did Mo Chen say just now? Throw himself into his arms?! What kind of terrible line was that?

Wen Xi was speechless. “Can’t you speak a bit more normally?”

“En?” Mo Chen responded lazily. He didn’t feel as if what he had just said was wrong.

He was the one who had created the CLM team. Thus, Wen Xi throwing himself into CLM’s arms was equivalent to him throwing himself into his arms, so there was no problem with what he had said.

Wen Xi was too lazy to correct him and replied, “Rest early today, and good luck with tomorrow’s competition!”

Mo Chen let out an “en” and then said, “You too, you need to eat well. I’ll be busy playing in the competition for the next two weeks, so I won’t be able to watch your livestream. Fortunately, there’s VOD, so I’ll make them up once I’m free.”