I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

I said these last words as if talking to myself and slowly walked up the stairs.

"...This kid...actually laughed at his father..."

Dad seemed to mutter something like this.

................

"..."

"have you slept?"

With a glimmer of hope, I sent this message to Ye Jin.

"No."

The reply came quickly.

"But soon."

"Brother, don't you ever sleep?"

"If it's not important, don't reply."

The messages came one after another, and in a very short time.

This guy's typing speed is really fast... Is it because he often sends messages... What is this guy doing all day long without doing his job?

"No... I just asked my parents about my past, and it felt a little strange."

"Is it about your past again?"

"Are you still obsessed with childhood sweethearts?"

This question is really...

"About that childhood sweetheart... I feel like I made it up."

"...I think you made it up yourself."

"Well, I think it's hard to say whether it doesn't exist or not, because there's no evidence."

"Do you need evidence to prove that something that doesn't exist doesn't exist?"

"Brother, have you become stupid from studying math?"

"Everything needs proof"

Isn't this statement too arbitrary? It's as if I've studied math seriously. It makes no sense at all.

"Let's not talk about that for now..."

"In your impression, how did you feel about me before I started middle school?"

"...I don't understand what you're trying to say."

"that is..."

This is really hard to say...

"Let's put it this way."

"What grade was I in when I gave you the painting?"

"Although I don't remember it very clearly."

"But it should be around sixth grade."

"So... what did you think of me at that time?"

"..."

There are just a few ellipsis left there.

Then my cell phone rang...it was a call from Ye Jin.

Why can't I send a message and have to talk on the phone instead?

With such doubts, I answered the phone.

"Brother...brother...you asked me how I saw you at that time, right?"

"Uh-huh..."

This tone... I always feel that it is not like the usual carefree Ye Jin... He seems to be much more well-behaved... What's going on?

"To be honest... I didn't tell you everything last time... I remember saying I admired you the most, right?"

Is this true...I think so...

"Actually, that's how I see you now. Back then, you were... someone who preferred darkness and solitude, and your eyes seemed to be constantly calculating. From my perspective now, you were very smart back then, enduring loneliness and coming across as strong. That's why I admire you so much."

"It's just... if you look at it from my perspective at the time... bro, you're pretty scary."

.................

Unbelievable.

This word floated through my mind.

Just hearing the word "terrible" from Ye Jin's mouth was enough to shock me, and I could really feel the fear in Ye Jin's tone.

"Wait...Ye Jin..." I couldn't believe my ears, "You mean...I'm scary?"

"...No...not the way you are now. You're nothing more than a worthless piece of shit right now."

The tone changes so quickly...

"It's just... you really scared me back then. Maybe others can't see it, but... you know it, brother. I'm much more mature than my peers, just like you."

This is not wrong... In fact, I think Ye Jin is better than me in this regard.

"Maybe that's why I could sense how terrifying you were back then, brother. You... struck me as incredibly clever... I felt like you must have been planning something, locking yourself in that mess, constantly working... like you were actually making a plan."

"When I tentatively approached you, although my purpose wasn't discovered, I was aware of it... Let me put it this way, when I knocked on the storage door, trying hard to see what was inside, you welcomed me in, nonchalantly handed me the book you were reading, and then deflected the matter in a very casual tone... This shows... that you had already practiced this trick. Even if it wasn't me, when someone else came knocking, you could easily handle it... So, I was scared... because I didn't know what you were planning..."

"...Ye Jin, thank you for telling me so much..."

So that's how it is...

"But, there's no need to be afraid. I don't remember much about those things, but... I'm not someone who would do anything extreme, whether it was me then or me now..."

"...Well...I was just a little...afraid of your strategic thinking back then, that's all. I didn't think anything more of it." She suddenly changed her tone. "But you're not as smart as you used to be...Is it because you haven't used your brain in a long time? I always feel like you're so stupid now."

"Hmm..." I didn't know how to respond, so I decided to end the call.

"Ye Jin... Anyway, thank you for saying so much. Good night."

"Think carefully about how to thank me."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

..................

It seems... I really can't be impatient...

If the opponent is myself.

Luck is indispensable

I have thought about this more than once... it would be great if I could sign a contract with something... if it could fulfill my wish, whether it was God or the devil, I would sign it without hesitation. Even if there was a so-called "equivalent exchange", I would accept it.

After all, people always want to rely on something. When their own strength cannot accomplish what they want, they will want to rely on the so-called power of God... Perhaps it is because they understand their own weakness.

I have indeed realized that I am very weak. I don't have a strong physique, nor a smarter mind than others. I don't even have enough knowledge, and I am too young... Being who I am, it is impossible for me to help others well, let alone make others happy.

In order to achieve the goal, we still need the help of God's power.

Well...it's impossible when I think about it. After all...there is no way that such a thing can exist in this world.

...Sure enough...it's not that easy to create a miracle.

If humans really have to pay a price to create so-called miracles...what exactly do I have to pay?

Chapter 19: Luck is indispensable

Although giving does not mean there will be a reward, not giving does not necessarily mean there will be no reward.

When people emphasize the causal relationship between "effort" and "reward", they always tend to ignore the word "luck".

Perhaps it's because the so-called "luck" is too illusory. After all, some people have basically no connection with this word...but this kind of random thing really exists and always triggers dramatic scenes.

It is precisely because of this that "luck" is despised by people. After all, if you rely on luck to make a living... there will always be bad luck.

Having said that...but you can't ignore luck.

"Luck is part of strength", I agree with this statement. Sometimes all you need is a little bit of luck to accomplish something successfully.

"I need a little luck..."

Faced with the guy who transformed into Lord Jaraxxus and kept roaring "Hellfire" and "Annihilation"...is Prince Anduin powerless?

No, I still have one last hope...

"Spy reports!"

With a battle cry from the Dragon Detector, three cards appeared in front of me, and one of them caught my eye.

"To think... to think they would bring something like this..."

I muttered to myself and chose this zero-cost spell with my trembling right hand. The opposite Jaraxxus seemed to have noticed something, stopped roaring, and fell silent.

...ha...

I smiled, then clicked on my own profile picture, selected the "Praise" option, and said "Well done."

The other side seemed to realize something and shouted "Mistake"!

Did you finally realize it...but it's too late.

No...it's not your fault, nor is it the fault of Holy Light, nor is it the fault of the priest profession. The fault lies in you bringing this card!

How can the Holy Light be considered dirty?!

Go, "Sacrifice Contract"!

With a scream from Jaraxxus, his portrait exploded and flew everywhere... Looking at the opponent's full field of followers, I couldn't help but sigh...

Hehe...It's a crappy game, it all depends on luck.

...............

"What kind of card is that? How did it kill instantly?"

Liu Yan was very puzzled by this.

"...It's probably because of the mechanics..." Actually, I can't figure it out either. "The opponent turned themselves into a demon, and this card's effect says 'Sacrifice a demon to restore 5 health to your hero'... It just says you can sacrifice a demon, but doesn't specify whether it's a hero or a minion... So, just sacrifice the opponent's demon-turned hero..."

I think this explanation is enough.

"...Ahahaha...as long as we win, it's fine, right?" Liu Yan gave an awkward smile.

I know you didn't understand...

"But...everyone else is cheering on, so it's not appropriate for us to be playing with our phones here, right?" Liu Yan looked at the crowd in the distance who were constantly shouting "Come on!" and said, "Why don't we go and take a look?"

"reject..."

I responded decisively, then stood up from the steps and stretched.

"Hmm... there aren't any projects I'm interested in this morning."

"...You're not interested in anything, are you? Except for the rope skipping you're going to participate in."

Liu Yan had a helpless expression.

"Yeah..." I admitted readily. Actually, I wasn't even interested in skipping rope. "That's why I didn't watch it..."

"...I'm going to participate in the relay race soon, and I'd like you to cheer me on or something..."

Liu Yan looked very regretful.

"...I will cheer for you in my heart...or you can just say it verbally...well, come on." I said and patted his shoulder.

"...ha..."