Li Xianghe carried a cat bag on his back, carrying cat food in his left hand and a cat nest in his right hand.
Su Yuhang followed beside him, holding the sleeping Dandelion in his arms. In order to prevent the cat from catching cold, he also put a thin blanket on it.
"Aren't Wolf and Blank at the base?" Su Yuhang asked.
He remembered that when he came back, the two of them were still in the training room, happily playing with Panson's rock bird's bottom lane combination.
"After playing a few games together, the two made an appointment to go to KTV to sing together."
Su Yuhang lowered his head and looked at the little guy in his arms, and instantly understood the reason why the girl didn't go out with her teammates.
"Thank you for taking care of it."
"No need to say thank you," Li Xianghe shook his head gently, "I am also one of the owners of dandelion, and I have the obligation to take good care of it."
"And...I don't really like entertainment venues like KTV. It always feels very noisy and not suitable for me."
"I know," Su Yuhang chuckled and nodded, "I remember that your favorite thing is to read a book during your break."
"When I went to the TV station to take makeup photos, everyone else was playing with their mobile phones in the lounge, and you were the only one sitting in the corner reading a book."
"What you are reading must be an English classic, right?" Su Yuhang turned his face sideways.
At that time, he paid a little attention. There was a white English title on the red cover.
"It's an anti-Chicken Soup for the Soul book," said Li Xianghe. "In Korean, it's called 'The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck'."
In fact, the literal translation of the title of the book is "The Subtle Art of None of Your Business", but the first few words were too vulgar, so Sister Li made some processing and modifications.
"After retiring, I have plans to re-enter college, so I hope to enrich myself through reading."
Speaking of this, Li Xianghe's expression showed a little regret.
"Actually, the thing I regret most is not going to college with my peers."
"At that time, I planned to go to school and work professionally at the same time, but later I found that this was not possible, so I had no choice but to give up my studies."
"Although the final result is good for me, I won three global finals championships with the SKT team."
"But occasionally I think that if I had studied hard at that time, maybe I would be a student of Seoul National University like you now."
When Li Xiangha was studying at Mapo High School, his grades were in the top one percent of the school and he was an out-and-out top student.
"Then how did you become a professional player?" Su Yuhang asked curiously.
"Actually, I didn't have the idea of becoming a professional player at first." Recalling his past self, Li Xianghe couldn't help but smile slightly.
"At that time, League of Legends had just become popular in South Korea. I thought I was playing pretty well, so I started the live broadcast on my home computer."
"Live broadcast?" Su Yuhang was stunned, "You were already an anchor at that time?"
"Just a little popular anchor." Li Xianghe smiled and shook his head, "Because of the backward computer configuration, the resolution of the live broadcast is always not clear enough. In addition, it is an ordinary match, so not many people watch it."
"What happened next?"
Su Yuhang had no idea that Li Xianghe had so many bitter experiences before he became a professional player.
"Later, with the persuasion of the audience, I gradually started to play ranked."
"The idea at the time was quite simple. I wanted to save some money and buy a better computer to give the audience a better viewing experience."
"On the way to the rankings, I met Bengi by chance."
"After the game, she thought I played well and asked me if I had any thoughts on becoming a professional player."
"I thought about it for a long time and decided to agree."
"Before I stopped broadcasting, I also posted a status to explain to the viewers and fans who have always supported me. I said that the resolution of the live broadcast was too poor... I will come back to the live broadcast after I improve the resolution."
"So you gave up live broadcasting and chose to become a professional player?" Su Yuhang asked.
"Yes," Li Xianghe nodded, "Since then, Bengi and I have become teammates and won one championship after another with SKT."
"Then which game impressed you most?" Su Yuhang couldn't help but ask.
"It should be the S6 finals." Li Xianghe thought for a while, "We met our familiar old rival SSG."
"We won the first two games with a big margin."
"At the beginning of the third game, we also had an absolute lead, but later we were overturned by SSG due to mistakes."
"In the fourth game, we both had a back-and-forth game. After that, the opponent's teamfighting ability was stronger in the later stage. We regretted losing."
"But Bengi is quite optimistic. When we were in the lounge, she kept comforting us, saying that we would definitely win the last game and that SKT would never become a backdrop for other teams."
"In the fifth game, relying on Bengi's initiative to start a team and look for opportunities, we built up our advantage step by step, with little dragons and big dragons."
"The last move won SKT's third world championship in team history."
"It was only after that that Bengi, whose condition declined, decided to retire and transform into a behind-the-scenes coach."
Mentioning this close friend who has been with him for four years in his career, Li Xianghe couldn't help biting his lip and sighing slightly.
"How should I put it? At that time, I really didn't want Bengi to retire. After all, she and I had won the world championship trophy together, and we had also experienced the trough that SKT had encountered."
"It's just that she told me that there is no eternal feast in this world. Someone can accompany you, but there will always be a time to say goodbye."
Perhaps it was to cater to the girl's discriminating words.
Under the illumination of the street lights, the two came to the familiar apartment downstairs.
Quietly, it was time to say goodbye again.
"Why don't you... come up with me?" Su Yuhang suggested, looking at Li Xianghe's slightly unwilling expression.
"But...is it okay?" Li Xianghe's eyes widened with joy in his dark eyes.
"Okay, we are not just strangers." Su Yuhang said, "My home is on the fourth floor of this apartment. Because I live alone, the room is not very big."
"There is only one living room and one bedroom, and a small study room in the corner."
After walking several flights of stairs, the two stood in front of the closed door.
Su Yuhang took out the magnetic card and entered the password.
"Come in, you don't need to change your shoes, I haven't had time to clean up yet."
Li Xianghe, who was carrying a cat bag, stood in front of the door and was stunned for several seconds before stupidly following him.
As a girl who had never entered a boy's room, she could not conceal her inner excitement at this time.
Finally... finally I can see Su Yuhang's room.
The room is indeed not big, but very clean.
Opposite the door is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with blue curtains swinging left and right in the evening breeze.
There is a marble floor under the feet, and the square dining table is placed horizontally, facing the desk where the computer is placed.
There is also a self-gifted camera on top, and white earphones hanging diagonally on the display screen.
In the corner of the living room, there is a silver-white suitcase, and SKT's red and white team uniforms are hung on the solid wood hangers next to it.