There are no couples on the road

CRE's S7 can be summed up in three sentences in the explanation.

"CRE successfully broke through and entered the group stage!"

"Congratulations to CRE for entering the quarterfinals!"

"...Unfortunately, CRE stopped in the quarterfinals and was the first team to be eliminated from the LPL."

When Shi Xun took off his earphones, the enthusiastic sound waves at the scene were like a giant bell being struck above his head, rushing into his mind, and he was even a little dazed.

Another year.

His, their S7 is over.

He stared blankly at the densely lit lights under the stage, and turned his head to see his teammates packing up their peripherals silently.Jiang Weichi's movements were very neat, but the expression on his face was still very calm.

In the past few years as a partner, this expression has been embedded on Jiang Weichi's face most of the time. Sometimes Shi Xun feels that Jiang Weichi's face may have froze.

Then his assistant with a stiff face came over to help him clean up the peripherals, and Jiang Weichi grabbed the keyboard of the green axis, making two crisp sounds.Jiang Weichi lowered his eyes, didn't sigh, didn't have emotional ups and downs, just a little tired after a long game.

He rolled up the mouse pad, and then said softly, as if he bid farewell to the S game stage every year before, "Come again next year."

Shi Xun couldn't help reaching out to cover his fingertips.

For a moment, he wants to confirm whether this person has lost his temperature, why Jiang Weichi is so indifferent to things that even he finds difficult, or whether the pain has been hidden too deeply, no matter how much it is stirred, he will not be able to get over it.

Jiang Weichi would be wrong.

He tentatively turned his palm over, held Shi Xun's hand, and then seemed to have made up his mind, pulled Shi Xun over and hugged him.

"Don't cry." Jiang Weichi said.

Shi Xun closed his eyes, and the lights under the field dimmed into circles of light.He looked at the gradually blurred and distant auditorium, and swallowed back the sigh that he could hardly hold back.

He wanted to say, "There's nothing next year."

It was just the heat on Jiang Weichi's body for a moment, the heartbeat in the auditory hallucinations that seemed to overshadow the noisy cheers, and the pain that made him almost unsteady from the perceptual regurgitation all choked his throat together.

So he just clutched Jiang Weichi's uniform tightly without words.

Jiang Weichi paused, and carefully tightened his arms.

Only at times like this can he justifiably embrace Shi Xun, but it's a pity that he doesn't win.He still failed to help Shi Xun win the championship, and even this year came to an end in the quarterfinals.

He hung the peripheral bags of both of them on his right shoulder, pulled his adc and followed his teammates towards the player aisle. The opposite LCK team KEE had already walked up to prepare for the post-match interview.

Just walking to the entrance of the passage, Shi Xun stopped and turned to look at the arena.The staggered and falling golden lights were like fluttering snow, floating down and falling into his eyes, melting into a pool of silent light.

This stage has never belonged to losers, and Shi Xun or CRE, from S2 to S7, never won that trophy.

In the past, Shi Xun would find a sense of belonging on the stage of the World Championships, but it was just a vague feeling that people would be ridiculed and fanciful if he said it. He would always stand there, and he should compete here.

But over the years, he has climbed high and fallen heavily, peaked and troughed, and he has never been able to hold back the heavy eagerness.Sometimes I get sprayed too much and feel like I'm living in a dream.

Probably really didn't deserve to win.

Standing here and looking back, what can I see, and there is no matching glory to bid farewell to.

It's just a sad exit, not worthy of regret or retention.

Jiang Weichi noticed it and turned to look over.His heart swelled with sadness.

The fake soreness created by his brain made him clenched his fists.

Shi Xun's expression made him sad and uneasy, as if he would never be able to stand beside Shi Xun, unable to see what Shi Xun saw, unable to understand, and unworthy to be his support.

The days of playing professionally are so long day by day, and season after season are so short.He never thought that there would be people who would devote themselves to such a life at the age of fifteen or sixteen, until Shi Xun said to him, come and be my assistant.

He even came here. He didn't know what the full name of CRE was until he signed the contract, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

What he remembers most clearly is the boy who leaned over to help him read the terms, with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine on his body.

It smells bad.Jiang Weichi thought at the time.

But now, those lingering pains seem to have become normal, only he finds it unbearable, even Shi Xun himself doesn't care that much.

It is difficult for his ad to stand upright after a long game, and sometimes his slender and beautiful hands are so red and swollen that he dare not look at them.And Shi Xun was standing there right now, looking at the stage that had nothing to do with them, his back bent into a familiar small arc.

Jiang Weichi's sensations were mixed together, stuffing his throat.His calm expression was a little bit broken, and his tears washed down the fine shells.

On the contrary, Shi Xun came to his senses first.

He felt that he was walking unsteadily, his feet were deep and shallow, and his back hurt badly, but with so many people watching and the cameras following him, he could only try to walk better.

He walked to Jiang Weichi's side, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Jiang Weichi's neck, "Let's go, little assistant."

There is only one person in the entire LPL who can call Jiang Weichi that.

And Jiang Weichi himself thinks that this is an intimate title that should not be shared by others and belongs to Shi Xun.Even when Shi Xun habitually patted the back of his neck, it took him a long time to get familiar with the touch of Shi Xun's right palm.

He nodded silently, and naturally "hooked his shoulders and put his back on his back", allowing Shi Xun to take advantage of his strength so as not to walk too hard.

Walking to the lounge, Shi Xun was immediately surrounded.

Team doctor, psychological counselor, coach, everyone can justifiably take over the person in his arms, so he let go and sat next to Shi Xun.

The teammates were all silent. Losing the World Championship meant the complete end of a season. No matter how many times I experienced this feeling, it couldn't be regarded as normal.

Of course, there will be endless abuse, and there is no conclusion as to how long it will be when it will be sprayed.After all, even if you win, you will be sprayed as a bastard and played as a meme, and if you lose, it will naturally be a big game of crash curse and tearing.

In fact, they in the center of the vortex didn't have so much drama, they were just silent.

In e-sports, who can say for sure that he is the strongest and will not lose?

It is also because of such unquantifiable standards and unpredictable endings that the professional players can no longer see the end and hope.

No one was more saddened than them to say goodbye to the World Championship stage.There is almost no threshold for participating in e-sports watching. The work, life and games of professional players are presented in front of the audience, and the days and nights, pain and hard work behind them seem to be worthless when they lose.

In other words, the harder you work and fail to achieve results, the more you will be scolded as a curse or a cancer.

Shi Xun, Jiang Weichi, and even CRE's curse in the World Championships have not been broken in S7.

Even though Shi Xun is still so strong that everyone is afraid, League of Legends is not a game for one person.He is the one who gets sprayed the most, and Jiang Weichi is naturally a waste, with no soul or thoughtful wisdom to assist him.

When trolling people, there is no need to mention that this is not a one-person game, "TimeStone is a cancer, no one will object to it", and it's over.

Shi Xun's id is very simple, basically a translation of the name, "Xun, jade, jade is a stone, there is no difference."

"Hey, you uneducated people don't mess with me, I checked the dictionary for a long time."

In the end, calling out this somewhat long id became "twenty", which is easy to understand.

Only Jiang Weichi still stubbornly called his name, "Shi Xun, does it still hurt?"

The jungler Lin Fenglai has a very calm personality. Although he is about the same age as the bottom laner, he is always called "Sister Lin" every day.

Sister Lin sighed and said, "Twenty's injury is really a problem. I can't even look at it in pain."

"There are all kinds of powerful kings in the pot to help us share, let's go back to swim."

Top laner Soda's brain circuit was strangely active, and everyone was not in the mood to continue.

"It will be sprayed out of the Milky Way tonight. Tomorrow is not the NEA and LN special show. We will also be picked out and ridiculed. Are you not used to it, brothers?" Duan Qiusheng rolled his eyes, "Don't be discouraged, I The mid laner of Stone Hammer Menu B hasn't said anything yet, so don't be sad."

In the end, the atmosphere still sinks infinitely. The pain, helplessness, and confusion after self-deprecating are the reality.

After resting for a while, the doctor and coach felt that Shi Xun was in better condition, so they organized everyone to leave the competition venue.

S7 is held in China, which saves the trouble of traveling in the future. They only need to fly back to the base in Hangzhou from Wuhan.The most difficult thing to walk is the distance from the entrance of the stadium to the bus.

Long guns and short guns, the shouts and cries of fans, the chaotic night and lights.Jiang Weichi often felt that this kind of time was like an overexposed monkey show stage. They had to show their grief as much as possible, and they had to control Sima's face, and sometimes crying was not allowed.

Why?What did they do, and what did those who "watched" them do?This question will never find an answer.

Regardless of the flashing lights and sounds around him, he insisted on holding Shi Xun's arm, and walked the distance quietly and expressionlessly.Shi Xun was already in so much pain and sadness, Jiang Weichi felt that he didn't have to show any emotions for anyone anymore.

Finally sitting in the car, Shi Xun first breathed a sigh of relief, then arched his back and buried his face in his palms.

The flash and camera flickered again and again.The fans shouted, "Don't be discouraged at [-]! Don't give up, Shi Xun!"

Jiang Weichi took out Shi Xun's supporting pillow from the bag on the side, and signaled Shi Xun to cooperate with his movements with a little force, and put the pillow in place.Then he thought about it, took off his team uniform jacket, folded it into a suitable thickness and placed it on the back of the seat, so that Shi Xun could relax a little.

The bus finally started slowly, melting into the deep night from the red and blue projections and lights.

Shi Xun was pulled by Jiang Weichi to lean on his shoulder, and he followed suit.

The lights outside the window that kept dragging their tails flickered across his face, the long eyelashes cast shadows and mixed with the faintly visible dark circles.

He remembered what he had been saying this year, "LPL has no underdogs". It seemed that after winning the S6 championship, LPL had once and for all obtained the buff of sustainable hope.

Even if the NEA champions Nakano River and Lighting both retired after the S7 Spring Split, they did not break the prediction of "the most promising year".

The professional players were more or less affected, but Shi Xun didn't think it was such a good season.Glory and strength belong to the winning team after all. Under this kind of competitive environment, Shi Xun certainly cannot be honored.

And now, another not-so-good year in his eyes is coming to an end in haste.

He finally reached this point, or rather, an end point.

His injury can no longer be delayed, not to mention the overdraft consumption day after day and year after year.

When Shi Xun closed his eyes, he felt that his eye sockets were hot, so hot that he seemed to be about to shed tears.

How would he say goodbye, and how would he bear this farewell?

The author says:

The timeline of the bottom group is a few months earlier than that of Nakano~ Please collect starfish and pay attention, thank you for your support.