Uncle Ye: Maybe tomorrow

The address is written on the sixth floor.

Xiye didn't take the elevator, but chose to climb the stairs.

It took him a while to calm down his beating heart.

On the first step, the sun rose and golden light came in, and he remembered their first meeting.

He was a thin young man with yellow hair, he greeted him with a little alienation, and the shy and introverted child replied with a smile that was definitely not good-looking.

Mystic immediately found it funny, and a slightly nasty smile diluted the alienation. Since then, a feeling of intimacy has developed, and it was out of control, and eventually it was beyond redemption.

On the second floor, the sun is very warm.

They have been together day and night for several years.It took only a few days for them to go from the drinking fountain on the bench to the final in Katowice, where they were ordered in danger. Since then, their names have been closely linked, and their fates have been closely linked.At the most depressed time, the same tears scalded my heart, and at the most glorious moment, the smile on my face was also dazzling.

At that time, he really thought that the two of them could go on like this forever, I will taste your tears, I will understand the bitterness and pain; I will appreciate your smile, and I will share the glory and light.

And then, one day, together, really together, falling asleep and waking up with a smile, together forever.

At the time, he really, really thought so.

The future he naively thought was happiness, but a dream.

On the third floor, the shadow stretched very long on the stairs.

The parting was caught off guard, and he was so defenseless that at that moment, to him, it seemed like the sky was falling apart.

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.

When things came, he could only cowardly ask why.

No one can give him an answer.

The only person who can give him the answer has traveled across the ocean and has never heard from him.

Frustrated, decadent, no fighting spirit?

Yes, but only for a few days.

Not only cheered up, but even worked harder than before.

His hand was hurt, mimika told him so.

Xiye believed it and didn't believe it, but it didn't matter whether she believed it or not.

Those years were his most desperate years.

Train hard, train hard.

The grades are getting better and better, but the people are getting less and less energetic.

The round face once raised by the aunt of WE (M3) is now unbelievably thin, and the once shy and introverted child is becoming more and more calm and self-sufficient.

This is pretty good, Xiye thought to herself.

There are no more fluctuations, rarely affected, and it is getting better and better, which makes people feel distressed.

I don't know since when, Mimika would frown every time he saw him, Condidi always wanted to fight with him, and zzm would get angry every time he saw him.

He understood their worries, but he really didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

He worked so hard, so desperately, that person, maybe seeing him, would have a little more chances.

He never gets tired of it, and there's nothing wrong with it, he thought.

On the fourth floor, there are clouds covering the sun. It turns out that the weather in Korea today is cloudy.

It was also May when Xiye retired.

The wrist pain became more and more frequent, and Xiye had a bad feeling.

When I went to the hospital, I realized that my career was over.

Mimika accompanied him, and Xiye calmly accepted the checklist that sentenced him to death in his career.

He hadn't cried for a long time. He didn't cry when Mystic left. He didn't cry in the ups and downs of the past few years, and he didn't cry in strong winds and waves. But after returning to the base, he locked himself in the room, crying choked up.

His entire youth, all his youth, all his blood, all his laughter, all his tears, all his hard work, all his happiness, all his depression, all his dreams, all his glory, all his memories.

His blood and tears, his blood penetrating into his bones, he was crazy about it in this life.

He could almost see that they were drifting away, drifting away.

Open your eyes, open your eyes.

Helpless, powerless.

At this point, I burst into tears.

Mimika wiped tears with him downstairs.

Over the years, people came and went, so many people came and went, but mimika was with him the longest. He watched mimika's belly become round and deflated, and then realized in a trance that after so many years .

On the day I left WE, the weather was as clear as it is now, with occasional dark clouds covering the sun.

The luggage had already been packed and transported away, and he went out lightly with only a bag on his back.

Mimika hugged him and cried so hard that he could only hug Dabao's fat belly to comfort him.

The people around him are no longer the people they used to be, only mimika, his big treasure, little treasure, and a treasure. From now on, he can no longer see each other every day.

On the fifth floor, someone's food is delicious, Xiye smells it, but he doesn't feel hungry.

It's true that I have lived a peaceful life for a few days at home.

Without intensive training, without cruel competitions, the upside-down routine of these years has finally begun to return to normal.

Until his parents started blind date him.

He went.

Those delusional thoughts in my heart, with that person's departure, have become a joke.

just,

Xiye looked at the girl opposite.

The girl has delicate features, curved eyebrows and eyes, cute and charming.

Xiye felt cold all over.

He thought that he could forget about that person, marry a wife and have children in peace, this was the hope in his dream.

However, he found that he couldn't do it.

It was obviously a happy day, but he felt despair.

Hope is close at hand, but there is shattered despair.

Regardless of the girl's surprise, Xiye got up and left.

Kneeling in front of his parents, he said that he fell in love with a man.

The furious father almost beat him to death, but the mother just shed tears.

Knowing that he was unfilial, he knelt all night and returned to Shanghai the next day.

Without notifying anyone, he lives alone in a small house of less than [-] square meters in despair and loneliness in Shanghai.

The sixth floor is within easy reach.

He has never been able to understand what the sbad was thinking.

Then it was, and it is now.

Before, he always believed that the sbad liked him.

Although, the two of them didn't make it clear, even though he scolded that person sbad all day long, he was inexplicably convinced that that sbad must like him.

Those kisses on the forehead, how many times the dream came back to me in the middle of the night, these are the secrets that only belong to the two of them.

Until that person leaves.

Xiye didn't understand, really didn't understand, he wanted an answer from sbad even in his dreams, exactly why.

These years have been ups and downs, the e-sports circle is not so good, and there are everyone in society, he thought, he understood a little bit.

Is it fear, is it minding, is it feeling that such a relationship is not tolerated in the world.

No matter what, he wanted an answer.

After stepping on the last step, Xiye was a little out of breath.

Looking back, a full hundred steps, a full 12 years.

The four years they spent together day and night, and the eight years he spent in despair.

It takes eight years to recall four years, no wonder it is so long and difficult.

The golden light spilled in, and every particle of dust was coated with gold.

Flickering, pieces of the past danced in the golden color, which he will never forget in this life.

It turns out that it has been so long, it turns out that I miss you so much.

The red iron door, whether there is his sbad behind the iron door, he is not sure.

This trip to South Korea, in fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

It's not even certain whether he can see that sbad.

What if the sbad really doesn't like me anymore, what if the family has already married, and a child pops out as soon as the door is opened and calls him uncle.

Xiye was amused by herself, and after laughing, she couldn't help but admire herself for being able to laugh.

He knew that he was reckless this trip, but he really had enough of living by memories every night.

He just needs one answer.

If, if the sky really doesn't come true, Xiye thought, he would really give up.

Xiye rang the doorbell.

Inside the door, the drag board was dragging on the floor, and outside the door, Xiye felt her heart beating faster and faster.

Count silently.

一

two

three.

First there was the sound of "click" turning the lock, and then there was the sound of "squeak" the door opened.

It seemed that all the past events exploded in his mind in an instant, and he was startled by the uncontrollable touch brought by the long-lost face.

Inexplicably, tears welled up in Xiye's eyes.

Eight years, a full eight years, a full eight years of day and night thoughts, a full eight years of worrying and unforgettable.

Eight long years, long years, long fleeting years, long memories.

Difficult to appease.

Xiye smiled and said,

Hi, sbad, I like you.