Playing Fish Trapped in Secret Room

Book 1: The Storm is Coming

Chapter 14

The very last time she saw Gun was the night when Solo had announced the disbandment of their team.

It was early 2005 when the team won the Chinese Regional championship in Guangzhou again.

The team was in the heyday of their popularity, enjoying their golden age.  The fans talked about the team enthusiastically.  Apple Dog finally had the opportunity to go abroad with the team for compet.i.tion this time, but all of a sudden there was news of the team’s disbandment.

There was no Weibo at that time. All the videos in honor of the team were forwarded everywhere like crazy on the forum.  It felt like an era had ended and made everybody feel that a chilly winter for CS was coming soon.

n.o.body knew what had actually happened outside one hotel in Guangzhou the night the team was disbanded.

The team members at the peak of the world were just like many ordinary young people walking on the street there.  They sat in the restaurant eating a farewell dinner and drinking beers.

There was no professional coach and manager at that time.  The team usually rented a run-down house and got together for training.

So that farewell was more like a farewell dinner in college.

Good friends who had lived together for years were departing.  From then on they would pursue their own individual future.  You would have your own career, and I would have my own world.

There were 9 members in total including the regular players and subst.i.tutes.  When they walked out of the restaurant after the farewell dinner, everyone was staggering. It was the kind of unsteadiness when one didn’t know what the future will be and how the future should be. They staggered because they went blank and totally at a loss.

She carried the backpacks for Gun and Solo.  Within each backpack, there were double keyboards, mouses and earphones.

They were very heavy.

So she walked very slowly.

She did not quite remember the details now, only some vague pieces.  Xiaomi squatted on the roadside crying loudly. c.o.c.ky All was also drunk; he sat on the dirty roadside and kept patting Xiaomi’s shoulder.

In the beams of light from the fast pa.s.sing cars, Gun abruptly jumped over and wrestled with Solo.

Precisely speaking, it was him beating Solo.  Solo just shielded his important body parts without fighting back.

It had just rained that day.

Gun was dressed in his favorite black clothes which was covered in brownish muddy water.  Solo’s white shirt and blue jeans looked even more miserable……

“Good. Such a good team was messed up by you to the point of disbandment.”  Gun climbed up from the muddy water.  He was gasping and his footsteps were faltering.  He actually was the one who was doing the beating, but he looked more miserable than the one being beaten by him.  “How can you let all these brothers who have followed you down?  Just because of a young girl?”

Solo’s arm was cut by a beer bottle cap and bleeded.  He stood about three footsteps away from Gun and did not say anything.  He just indicated to the persons next to him to help Gun up.

Gun threw off those two big boys and waved down a taxi.

He did not even bother with his backpack and just left like that.

It was close to ten years since that parting.