Ji Ruofeng lowered his head, looking at the young girl in his arms, seeming to sober up a little.
After a while, he spoke, "Shijia, do you like ?"
Song Shijia trembled all over and looked up to see his serious eyes.
She suddenly felt guilty, "I... Why are you asking this?"
He continued to stare at her intently, perhaps emboldened by alcohol, he blurted out the question he had wanted to ask for a long ti: "If I’m no longer a professional player, would you still like ?"
"Wha-what?" Song Shijia didn’t react.
Ji Ruofeng rarely paused for a mont, then buried his face in her neck, speaking muffledly, "Actually today... I was supposed to announce my retirent."
Song Shijia, who was only slightly dizzy, sobered up for the most part.
Her eyes widened slightly, her mind instantly flashing with the scenes of him and his teammates hesitating in the replay of the match.
So... Was he planning to announce his retirent at that mont??
To announce his retirent at the mont of winning the world championship, when being interviewed.
Many esports players and celebrities choose to announce their departure at a peak mont, ensuring people rember their glory forever.
It’s better than waiting for their condition to decline and losing matches before leaving, turning silently away with no one caring.
He considered retiring from the scene in the next couple of years, but didn’t expect it to be so soon...
She was a bit stunned for a mont, but she remained rational, or rather... she inherently supported all his decisions.
Because he was Ji Shen, he must have his reasons.
She asked, "Then why didn’t you say it?"
This ti Ji Ruofeng was silent for several seconds, Song Shijia felt him lying motionless on her, even doubting he had fallen asleep.
He finally raised his head, looking at her, his lips moved:
"Because... I don’t know if you like Ji Shen the professional player, or Ji Ruofeng."
Song Shijia was stunned.
Before she could react, he spoke again, his slightly tipsy voice serious, "I’m afraid if I leave the scene, you won’t like anymore."
The power of alcohol was strong, Ji Ruofeng poured out everything he had previously wanted to say but hadn’t dared to.
Even though Song Shijia was a bit dizzy from drinking, she could still hear the aning in his words.
She even doubted whether her ears were malfunctioning, yet a faint sense of expectation erged in her heart.
Her heart raced in an instant, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she spoke softly, "Ji Shen, you..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard Ji Ruofeng’s low voice, mixed with the sll and warmth of alcohol, in her ear, "Shijia, I really like you..." He tightened his arms, holding her closer, with a hint of pleading, "Can we be together?"
With a bang, it was as if fireworks exploded in Song Shijia’s mind, illuminating her whole world like daylight.
Everything in the world seed not to exist, her mind was in chaos, her heart was beating rapidly.
After who knows how long, she finally suppressed her wildly beating heart, speaking cautiously, "Ji Shen, you... you’re drunk."
Surely he was drunk, otherwise Ji Shen wouldn’t say such things.
Maybe he didn’t an it at all.
Ji Ruofeng vaguely realized his true feelings might not have been taken seriously, he panicked, quickly saying, "I’m not."
With those words, seemingly to prove himself, he reached out to cup the back of her head, lowering his head to seal her rosy lips.
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