Since Dubhe had ignored Tong Yao earlier downstairs, Tong Yao felt a bit uneasy and didn’t know what to say to him. She only asked: “You haven’t gone out with them to eat?” Then she turned around to search for the bandage-- -- She searched from the bottom shelf of the cabinet all the way to the top one. Looking at the top shelf, Tong Yao couldn’t help but roll her eyes: It was quite handy for a person who was as tall as Lu Sicheng to place the item on that shelf.
Tong Yao had no choice but to stand on her tippy toes and stretch out her arm long to search inch-by-inch for the bandage like a blind person-- -- After searching for a while, nothing had felt like a bandage yet. Then she could sense that someone was coming closer to her. The person stood behind her; an unfamiliar body scent surrounded her for a short moment before pulling away. Dubhe, without any expression on his face, took off a roll of bandages from the top shelf to put on a shelf in the middle where Tong Yao could reach.
Then he backed away.
Tong Yao: “......”
She thought: Nowadays, kids are fed well and can grow this tall by the time they’re only 16 or 17 years old.
Tong Yao’s lips twitched a little, then said thanks in a small voice rather embarrassingly. She picked up the bandages and turned around ready to quickly leave as she felt the atmosphere there was rather depressing-- --Just as she started to walk out, Dubhe grabbed her elbow. The young man’s fingers were long and lean, but still powerful.
Taken by surprise, Tong Yao turned her head.
When their eyes met, Dubhe finally looked like he was a little uneasy. He slightly relaxed his hold on Tong Yao’s arm, but didn’t let go-- -- It was like he was afraid that Tong Yao would run away if he let go.
“That day at the Demacia Cup,” Dubhe suddenly started to talk: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push you.”
“......”
The apology came rather abruptly. Tong Yao didn’t know how to respond. She pulled her arm a bit but was unable to free her arm. The corners of her eyes twitched, but she tried to speak in a mild manner: “It’s alright; I was a little hastily myself at the time…… Making contact with other clubs during the no-transfer window could be punished by getting banned. I was afraid that you would make the wrong decision. This year our B team is very likely to move up to the major league. I don’t know for sure whether you were talking to other clubs at that time-- --In any case, don’t act upon your impulses and make rash decisions……”
Tong Yao felt like a lobbyist after talking so much.
Even she noticed how unnatural her tone of voice was.
Finally, she stopped talking hopelessly. To her surprise, Dubhe laughed: “I was talking about transferring in the next season with the manager of Team HF.”
Tong Yao was taken aback.
“But I just turned him down, because I suddenly felt that there isn’t any need to transfer now.” Dubhe said indifferently while pulling his arm in a bit, dragging Tong Yao closer to him. Then he changed the subject abruptly: “You know, I watched your game with YQCB today. With Pope picking Sivir first, if Lu Sicheng didn’t so confidently choose Ashe, you guys might not have lost the first round.”
Tong Yao knew about that.
She certainly knew that Lu Sicheng’s pick wasn’t a very good choice.
However, the fundamental reason for their loss in the first round was because the whole team wasn’t in the right state of mind. Which champion Lu Sicheng had taken or whether that champion could be overpowered weren’t the main reason for the defeat. They had crashed their chance to win since the beginning of that match……
“It’s true that it’s hard for Ashe to counter Sivir. Cheng Ge isn’t a perfect person, but the main reason we lost the first match was-- --”
“Did any of you object to his choices?”
“We……”
Dubhe didn’t give Tong Yao the chance to finish her words. He pushed her and Tong Yao staggered, falling onto the couch. Then the light in front of her eyes were blocked; Dubhe pressed his hand on top of Tong Yao’s shoulder while bending over to get closer to her-- --
Since Dubhe had ignored Tong Yao earlier downstairs, Tong Yao felt a bit uneasy and didn’t know what to say to him. She only asked: “You haven’t gone out with them to eat?” Then she turned around to search for the bandage-- -- She searched from the bottom shelf of the cabinet all the way to the top one. Looking at the top shelf, Tong Yao couldn’t help but roll her eyes: It was quite handy for a person who was as tall as Lu Sicheng to place the item on that shelf.
Tong Yao had no choice but to stand on her tippy toes and stretch out her arm long to search inch-by-inch for the bandage like a blind person-- -- After searching for a while, nothing had felt like a bandage yet. Then she could sense that someone was coming closer to her. The person stood behind her; an unfamiliar body scent surrounded her for a short moment before pulling away. Dubhe, without any expression on his face, took off a roll of bandages from the top shelf to put on a shelf in the middle where Tong Yao could reach.
Then he backed away.
Tong Yao: “......”
She thought: Nowadays, kids are fed well and can grow this tall by the time they’re only 16 or 17 years old.
Tong Yao’s lips twitched a little, then said thanks in a small voice rather embarrassingly. She picked up the bandages and turned around ready to quickly leave as she felt the atmosphere there was rather depressing-- --Just as she started to walk out, Dubhe grabbed her elbow. The young man’s fingers were long and lean, but still powerful.
Taken by surprise, Tong Yao turned her head.
When their eyes met, Dubhe finally looked like he was a little uneasy. He slightly relaxed his hold on Tong Yao’s arm, but didn’t let go-- -- It was like he was afraid that Tong Yao would run away if he let go.
“That day at the Demacia Cup,” Dubhe suddenly started to talk: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push you.”
“......”
The apology came rather abruptly. Tong Yao didn’t know how to respond. She pulled her arm a bit but was unable to free her arm. The corners of her eyes twitched, but she tried to speak in a mild manner: “It’s alright; I was a little hastily myself at the time…… Making contact with other clubs during the no-transfer window could be punished by getting banned. I was afraid that you would make the wrong decision. This year our B team is very likely to move up to the major league. I don’t know for sure whether you were talking to other clubs at that time-- --In any case, don’t act upon your impulses and make rash decisions……”
Tong Yao felt like a lobbyist after talking so much.
Even she noticed how unnatural her tone of voice was.
Finally, she stopped talking hopelessly. To her surprise, Dubhe laughed: “I was talking about transferring in the next season with the manager of Team HF.”
Tong Yao was taken aback.
“But I just turned him down, because I suddenly felt that there isn’t any need to transfer now.” Dubhe said indifferently while pulling his arm in a bit, dragging Tong Yao closer to him. Then he changed the subject abruptly: “You know, I watched your game with YQCB today. With Pope picking Sivir first, if Lu Sicheng didn’t so confidently choose Ashe, you guys might not have lost the first round.”
Tong Yao knew about that.
She certainly knew that Lu Sicheng’s pick wasn’t a very good choice.
However, the fundamental reason for their loss in the first round was because the whole team wasn’t in the right state of mind. Which champion Lu Sicheng had taken or whether that champion could be overpowered weren’t the main reason for the defeat. They had crashed their chance to win since the beginning of that match……
“It’s true that it’s hard for Ashe to counter Sivir. Cheng Ge isn’t a perfect person, but the main reason we lost the first match was-- --”
“Did any of you object to his choices?”
“We……”
Dubhe didn’t give Tong Yao the chance to finish her words. He pushed her and Tong Yao staggered, falling onto the couch. Then the light in front of her eyes were blocked; Dubhe pressed his hand on top of Tong Yao’s shoulder while bending over to get closer to her-- --
