Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Lu Feng stood up. He was six or seven centimeters taller than Wei Xiao, and he was normally cold and aloof. When he lowered his eyes to look at people, there were very few people who could resist him.

Wei Xiao might be bratty, but there were still people he listened to very naturally.

For example, he’d been very afraid of his grandma when he was a child. When his grandmother was angry, he wouldn’t dare to make noise at all, and would just bow his head and admit that he was wrong.

For example, when faced with Lu Feng, Wei Xiao was also a little intimidated.

There was no other reason except that he felt guilty.

Regardless of whether it was two years ago or two years later, Lu Feng had treated him particularly well.

But he…

Wei Xiao wasn’t afraid of being treated well by others because he would return it to them twofold, but it was only with Lu Feng that he couldn’t do the same.

What Lu Feng wanted was something he couldn’t give.

The youth, who was so spirited and unbridled at normal times, had become so downcast and dejected. Lu Feng’s heart melted.

“You were very unsatisfied with the training match this afternoon, right?” His voice lightened.

Wei Xiao nodded.

Lu Feng continued, “Yuan Ze is very strong, right.”

Wei Xiao clenched his fist, “Yes.”

Lu Feng: “There are people who are even stronger than him, but none of them will take part in the singles.”

Out of FTW’s god team from before, each of the five starting players were all strong enough to be heaven-defying.

Close had been the youngest player in the team at the time and had been considered one of the weaker ones.

But now, Close had won the singles championship three consecutive times.

There were those who said that Close had won the championship because the other four had given up on the singles.

If they signed up to participate, it would be unclear who would win or lose.

It was also said that Close had grown rapidly and surpassed the other four people to become the real unmatched number one in the world.

But these things were impossible to prove.

Because if he wanted to go up against those four people, it could only be in the 5v5 arena where the teams were matched in strength.

As for FTW as a whole, they have never been able to reach the global finals.

Nobody knew if the Close who’d stayed in FTW was stronger, or the four who’d left FTW were stronger.

Lu Feng asked Wei Xiao again, “Do you only want to win against me?”

Wei Xiao’s fist was clenched in a death grip, and he couldn’t speak.

Lu Feng continued, “Or do you want to win against everyone.”

Each word and phrase were like heavy hammers that smashed onto Wei Xiao’s heart.

He and Close had only really known each other for a short time. Three days and three nights two years ago, and less than ten hours today.

However Close understood him. He understood him better than anyone else.

Wei Xiao’s teeth were clenched tight and his voice trembled slightly, “I’m sorry, I promised someone that I would never…”

Lu Feng spoke before he could finish, “I went to your home.”

Wei Xiao raised his head up abruptly, his eyes wide open. Everything inside him felt uneasy.

Lu Feng’s heart clenched as he said gently, “Your grandmother loved you very much. Since she loved you so much, she wouldn’t stop you from doing anything.”

Wei Xiao’s lips moved, and his eyes turned red.

Grandma…

He couldn’t bear to hear anything about his grandma.

Lu Feng held his hand and led him out of the training room to head upstairs, “She hoped that you wouldn’t be like your father. She wasn’t stopping you from doing things you like to do, but she hoped that you could see more, and she hoped that you wouldn’t ignore your entire life for the sake of one thing.”

Wei Xiao was like a block of wood. For two years, two whole years, nobody had talked to him about this, and he would definitely never speak about this with anyone.

He’d thought that he would be furious if he heard anything about his grandma.

But now…

He wasn’t angry. The hand holding his own was very hot and carried a thin layer of calluses that made him think of his childhood.

His grandma’s hand had been very rough, but it had also been very warm. Every time he came back from outside, she would hold his hand and rub it as she said, “Little Xiao is so clever, helping grandma buy things at such a small age.”

Wei Xiao felt that that had been the most satisfying time of his life.

No matter how tired he’d been from running around, or how much pain he felt, no matter how much others laughed at him, as long as he came home, his grandma would hold his hand and smile at him, and he would feel that none of that mattered.

So what if he didn’t have a mom and dad.

He had a grandma.

His grandma loved him more than anyone else.

Lu Feng gave Wei Xiao the things that Wei Xiao’s mother had given him.

When Wei Xiao opened up the box, he couldn’t stop his tears from flowing.

There was a painting inside the box. It was a portrait, a painting of a younger grandma and signed by Wei Quan.

It had been painted by Wei Xiao’s father when he was 17 years old. Grandma had kept it as a treasure for 30 years.

Wei Xiao often saw it when he was a child. Back then, his grandma would always tell him proudly, “Your father, he’s really good at painting. Look at his painting of your grandma, doesn’t it look very alike? Isn’t it very beautiful?”

Wei Xiao never saw it again after he grew up. He’d thought that his grandma had been brokenhearted and thrown away the painting, but in fact, she’d always kept it, putting it aside carefully like a treasure.

Next to the painting was a thick notebook.

Wei Xiao was very familiar with this notebook.

In his first year of primary school, the teacher had asked the parents to put together a growth journal for their children.

Grandma was already old and didn’t understand these things, so she’d run off to the school and asked the teacher.

The teacher had replied perfunctorily, but the old lady had remembered it. It turned out that the point was to keep a diary for her grandson.

From then on, Grandma Wei, who didn’t know many words, slowly went through the dictionary and kept a journal for Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao had seen it before when he had graduated from primary school. He’d thought that his grandma no longer kept the diary after that, but now when he opened it up…

It was densely packed with cute handwriting that looked like it had been written by a primary school student.

Grandma had always continued journaling; she had always been writing, jotting down the bits and pieces of Wei Xiao’s life.

February 9, 2018.

Little Xiao went to play in a competition. It turned out that there are competitions for games. Little Xiao is really amazing, he wins every time. Little Xiao is really capable, he’s not afraid of anything!

February 13, 2018.

It’s almost New Year’s Eve. Little Xiao hasn’t come back for a week. Sigh, it’s really like father, like son. They’re the same when they encounter something they like.

February 15, 2018.

What a big lobster! He made money from playing in the competition, Little Xiao is really capable!

February 18, 2018.

That Old Yang next door has a bitter mouth. What’s wrong with e-sports? Our Little Xiao doesn’t only know how to play games, he wants to become the champion!

February 20, 2018.

Little Xiao, grandma misses you, but that’s okay. Children who grow up have to leave home.

February 22, 2018.

Little Xiao, grandma might not be able to accompany you for much longer.

February 23, 2018.

Don’t be like your father. Grandma hopes that you will do what you like, but don’t forget that there isn’t only one thing to pursue in life. Look at the people around you, make more friends, find someone who loves you, and live simply and happily.

February 24, 2018.

Goodbye, Little Xiao.

After flipping to the very end, Wei Xiao clutched the notebook tightly in his arms.

Lu Feng, who’d been standing beside him, pressed him into his chest.

After his vision turned dark, Wei Xiao no longer had any scruples and sobbed desperately.

“It’s my fault.” Wei Xiao spoke in fits and starts, “I didn’t go home much during winter vacation.”

Lu Feng patted him lightly on the back.

Wei Xiao didn’t require him to answer; he just needed to speak all the words that were pressing down on his heart, “My grandma’s life was too bitter. She always left the good things to me and couldn’t bear to eat well or dress well herself. She tried her best to help me with my studies, and I wanted to repay her, I wanted to give her all the money I earned. I wanted her to live a good life, but…”

He was about to get the two million signing fee, but his grandma passed away.

His grandma, who’d been suffering from illness every day, who had refused to go to the hospital because she was reluctant to spend money on herself.

His grandma, who’d been killed by a disease that could’ve been controlled with timely treatment.

He hadn’t known anything, and he hadn’t even been by her side.

He’d hurried home.

And seen his grandma on her deathbed.

His vaguely conscious grandma had just called out his name, then told him… don’t be like your father, don’t be so miserable, Little Xiao, you have to be happy.

Do the things that you like to do, but don’t neglect the unlimited breadth of life due to an obsession.

From beginning to end, the only thing his grandma had left behind for him was an infinite amount of love.

Lu Feng kept him company the whole time.

Wei Xiao cried from 12AM to 2AM. He talked continuously about his childhood, his grandmother, and constantly recalled old memories.

Lu Feng answered in a low voice and was the best listener.

All the burden that was backlogged in Wei Xiao’s heart was all let out that night.

At 3 o’clock in the morning, Wei Xiao could only reminisce about the happy memories with his grandmother.

He had cried and cried and started to laugh, then laughed and laughed and started to cry.

The 19 year old youth had been strong for 19 years.

For the first time, he acted like a child, crying and laughing without restraint.

When the sun began to rise up in the sky, Wei Xiao was bathed in the light of the new sunrise.

When he realized that he’d been acting like a fool all night, Wei Xiao said awkwardly, “Sorry… your clothes…”

F*ck, was he made of water? How could he cry so much? He’d cried so much that Lu Feng’s clothing looked wretched!

Lu Feng poked him on his forehead, “Not crying anymore?”

Wei Xiao: “……”

He should just die from embarrassment and be done with it!

Lu Feng laughed briefly and called out his name gently, “Wei Xiao.”

Wei Xiao felt uneasy all over, “Yes?”

Lu Feng looked into his eyes, “Do you want to come to FTW and become my teammate?”

Wei Xiao: “…………”

It was impossible to refuse.

But…

Wei Xiao tried hard to ease his embarrassment, “God Lu, your tone, how come it sounds so much like a proposal?!”

Juurensha: Because it issssssss

xiin: WX, your mouth… it’s epic