Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 75 You Are My Lighthouse
This solo lasted for a long time, neither of them thought about letting go, and operated with a serious and rigorous attitude.

Until Xia Lang's hand couldn't bear the load, a mistake occurred, Shi Lian grabbed it and pushed the big crystal in one fell swoop.

Xia Lang smiled and turned to look at Shi Lian: "You won."

Shi Lian's eyes fell on his right hand complicatedly, Xia Lang slid the chair to her side, and put his flat hand in front of her eyes.

Shi Lian grabbed that hand, feeling so sad that she was about to cry.

She couldn't imagine what kind of pain Xia Langyun's heart would be under his calm and breezy appearance.

People who once stood on the field and fought for five years will not have the right to sit on a chair and enjoy the feeling of manipulating a powerful me in another dimension.

He may turn on the computer one day, and the live video of the game will be pushed on the web interface, and the screen will be full of acquaintances, but there will be no shadow of him.

That kind of psychological gap must be far stronger than the physical damage.

"I really, really don't want you to leave."

Shi Lian cried, tears splashed on the back of Xia Lang's hand, dizzy with water.

She seldom cried, but she couldn't help being sad when she thought that the person who led her into the door of e-sports would disappear from this world.

Many years ago, when she was still a novice in gaming, when she didn't understand anything, she thought Xia Lang was really good at playing games.

Although most of the time she was thinking, he is such a big idiot, he is going to take the college entrance examination soon, and suddenly he has a brain convulsion to play some self-destructive game.

But he sat there, his long fingers dancing across the keyboard like a pianist playing notes.

She has seen those people who are trapped in the game world, all of them are red-faced, full of foul words, separated from the real portraits, and all the ugly shortcomings are exposed.

No, Xia Lang, his battlefield is fierce and brilliant, but he himself has always been calm.

There was no swearing, no excitement, he attacked the city with a smile, sometimes the waves were amazing, but he could always grasp the situation.

Just like the generals who rode horses with horizontal swords in ancient times, they can not only fight on the battlefield, but also sit in the rear and guide the battle sternly.

This kind of attackable role is not too charming.

Shi Lian became curious about the game world in Xia Lang's eyes, and she also wanted to enter that virtual world to see what's attractive in it.

She walked into the Internet cafe, opened the game, and changed from an ordinary rookie player to a well-known player in the e-sports circle.

Xia Lang used to be her beacon of progress, leading her forward step by step, giving her warmth when she was tired, the way he smiled, the way he dreamed of when he said he wanted to be a player he admired, he said One day I will stand at the height that ordinary people look up to.

To her, Xia Lang is much, much more important than a boyfriend.

No man wants to see the person who will spend the rest of his life crying in front of him, Xia Lang reached out to wipe away Shi Lian's tears, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

The warm lips were reflected on the forehead, warm, reaching the depths of the heart, smoothing the shrunken heart.

She raised her head and met Xia Lang's eyes.

I didn't notice before that every time Xia Lang looked at her, his eyes were very gentle, sometimes full of helplessness, sometimes doting, sometimes just staring at her like this.

Like water, it is not hot, but it hides thousands of words.

(End of this chapter)