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Chapter 32 The Promise
The three of them comforted Yan Ling for a long time in the past few days, but they didn't see any abnormal emotions in him. They cried when they saw the boss... He thought, he couldn't get his hands in right now.

As soon as they left, Yan Ling couldn't help choking and sobbing, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the back of his hand wiped away the tears that kept falling down, and looked at Su Yaoyao with scarlet eyes.

"Boss, boss... I'm sorry, I'm so stupid! I didn't get in the exam, I really really don't want to be separated from you... We used to agree... We will play city games together when we go to college, Grand Prix, Champions Cup, Invitational, Professional League..."

He was crying so hard that he couldn't make out his voice, and the tears suddenly burst into tears. I don't know how determined he was, "I'm sorry... I, I may not have this opportunity, you guys, recruit a new mid laner..."

The heartache was so painful that it was hard to breathe... Su Yaoyao looked up at the sky, trying to suppress the tears and prevent them from flowing out of her eyes.

New mid laner?
Who can compare to the e-sports tacit understanding of our three full years of high school, day and night?

It's been three years!
Three years of friendship, how can we part with each other? !
Today, three years ago, a few of them were just girls and boys who were just going to high school... Who knows how much hard work and bitterness they have put in to pursue this dream? !

They have already become a whole, a whole that can never be separated, or in other words, conjoined twins!
Without the king of the mid laner and the original heart of youth, what glory is there?

We promised to go to the peak together, but in the end we have to be separated by mountains and seas...?

Han Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, his heart ached, and his voice was messy: "I won't! I won't let you go! We don't want any new mid laners, you are our best and most outstanding mid laner, no one can compare You! I don't want you to go, I don't want anyone!..."

"I've only been a teenager once in my life, why did God want me to be separated from my crazily loving e-sports teammates? Why!"

Listening to Han Feng's words, Yan Ling squatted on the ground in grief, covering her face with her hands, as if she was afraid that others would see her ugly crying.

The voice was choked and hoarse: "I'm sorry... Brother Feng, you are also me, the best, the best, and the most sunny jungler I have ever met, don't cry, don't cry, didn't you say that you will never Won't you cry..."

Yan Ling didn't dare to look at Su Yaoyao, and just wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "Also... and the boss, you are the best, best boss I have ever met, I will never give up I will never meet such a good captain as you... Woohoo... I will never forget you, and I will never forget our past glory, our friendship for three or three years... Boss, I am really sincere I really miss you..."

With the half-raised head, I thought it would be able to hold back the tears, but I never thought that they would flow down willfully...

A steady stream of hot tears ran across the cheeks, and the autumn wind blew by, immediately filled with coolness and bent the arc.

Lingshen, beloved by everyone, got separated from the organization...

You only have one boy in your life, why, you have to get separated...

Even if the future team can bring me back to the top, but that youthful joy, the excitement of e-sports, no longer exists...

It was a little late when I came, and it was completely empty at this moment.

The rustling autumn wind, withered yellow leaves, lonely branches.

The golden characters of Ai University shine in front of your eyes, and the beautiful and complete campus blooms in your eyes.

It's a pity that it's incomplete, it's missing something very important...

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Su Yaoyao didn't know how she got back to the dormitory.

The bed was covered with quilts with empty eyes, and a piece of flesh was accidentally caught by the bed board...

Blood immediately overflowed, and the pain in her fingertips was like a heart-to-heart, which made her even more sober...

(End of this chapter)