Concealed and Blended: Fendai [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 7

    For Li Boxi, this is a happy game.

    In fact, even if both parties play like dogs, it is worth the fare if they can watch together with the master. What's more, Cheng Ping's former team knew that this was the last match of the season, so they performed quite desperately.

    Li Boxi expected that someone in the audience would definitely talk about Cheng Ping, and the facts proved that he was right. They were hidden in the crowd, and from time to time they heard Cheng Ping's name coming from the front, back, left, and right, most of the words were nostalgic.

    Li Boxi secretly observed Cheng Ping's expression, but saw that he was just staring at the game on the field with his lips pursed.

    The former team finally played a narrow victory. When the audience stood up and cheered, Li Baixi, who dreamed back to his school days, couldn't help but jumped a few times.

    He turned his head to look again, and found that Cheng Ping was still sitting there quietly, tears glistening in those transfigured eyes.

    After the show ended, Li Boxi saw that Cheng Ping hadn't calmed down yet, so he found a nearby bar and took him to drink to soothe his worries.

    "Although we didn't win the championship, this ranking is not bad." Li Boxi passed the conversation.

    Sure enough, Cheng Ping picked up: "Yes, after all, you just changed blood."

    Li Boxi flattered you in due course: "Oh, if you don't replace you, maybe you will win another championship."

    Cheng Ping drank the wine in his glass Drunk: "That's not necessarily true. I was not in shape at the time, and I was too old. In fact, even if they don't change, I will retire after this season."

    This is the first time Li Boxi heard this : "You originally planned to...?"

    "Yes." Cheng Ping smiled wryly, "I was going to leave, but not in that way."

    Li Boxi suddenly remembered the gossip about Cheng Ping's retirement: he was green Captain, was avenged by the public. The glorious funeral turned into a half-cut, and no one would be complacent if it were replaced.

    Having known each other for so long, Li Boxi always finds it difficult to imagine Cheng Ping going to have sex with someone. However, this situation is obviously not a good time to inquire about gossip.

    Li Boxi could only explain in a broad and general way: "Handsome guy, things in this world are easy for those who start well, but difficult for those who end well. But the eyes of fans are sharp, and you heard it. Let me tell you thick, myself It's important to think about it..."

    "I know." Cheng Ping said in a low voice, "I just regret it a little bit."

    He didn't say any more about what he regretted.

    After thinking about it, Li Baixi felt that it was better not to ask, but to continue to generalize: "Youth is made up of regrets."

    Cheng Ping didn't say anything.

    He seemed suddenly irritable, and impatiently touched the fake beard: "This thing seems to be falling off, I'm going to the bathroom to take it off."

    Cheng Ping went to the sink mirror and pulled off the loose fake beard. His scalp was uncomfortably pulled by the two braids, and his nose pads were painful after wearing them for a long time. He simply took them off and washed his face with cold water.