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As soon as the words came out, Yu Qinghuan regretted it.

He just wanted to talk to Ren Jian. Although he could say whatever he wanted, Yu Qinghuan instinctively felt that nothing should be this sentence.

But no matter what, the words that are spoken are poured out.

"No... I meant to say..." Yu Qinghuan quickly changed the subject.

Renjian interrupted him softly, his voice was calm, even with a smile: "Congratulations, this should help uncle's recovery a lot, you can finally stop worrying so much, it's just a coincidence that you want to move, I'm on vacation It's over, it's time to go back to the TKOW team base, the intercontinental training is about to start, the club has urged me to go back to the base several times."

The base of the TKOW team is in the next city, so there is no chance for the two of them to meet.

Yu Qinghuan was dumbfounded: "Are you going back?"

Ren Jian nodded: "I have to leave tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!" Yu Qinghuan shouted directly.

Ren Jian smiled and said, "It seems to be quite abrupt. When you finish moving your house, just put the key in through the crack of the door, and take care of yourself in the future, Yu Qinghuan, thank you."

Ren Jian didn't say why he suddenly thanked him, as if it was for Yu Qinghuan to lead him on the path of e-sports, but it didn't seem to be the case.

After he said that, he hurried into the room, as if there was something urgent, and as if he was afraid that Yu Qinghuan would continue to ask questions.

Yu Qinghuan didn't want him to go, so he stepped forward again and tried to stop him.

But this time, Yu Qinghuan failed to hold Ren Jian in time, and his outstretched hand brushed past Ren Jian's hand.

The door of the room was closed, and Yu Qinghuan was locked out.

Yu Qinghuan looked at the door of the room that stood quietly in front of him, silent and silent, like the door that was suddenly closed to him in his heart.

Yu Qinghuan knew that he might be able to knock on this door, but he couldn't knock the door in Ren Jian's heart no matter what.

The grievances and sadness swarmed up, occupying Yu Qinghuan's chest, making him confused.

Yu Qinghuan didn't understand how to say it was going to leave.

Did you do something wrong?

Or are you thinking too much?

Perhaps in Renjian's mind, the two were just friends who met halfway, and naturally met and scattered.

It seems silly to be so preoccupied with gains and losses.

That day, Yu Qinghuan thought so.

But later, Yu Qinghuan found out.

Not all breakdowns and helplessness are hysterical.

The more mature a person is, the less willing they are to involve others, and the easier it is to hide their sadness in their hearts.

Some people hide it, but they can't hide it anymore. They cry happily and vent it out. Fortunately, they can find the comfort they long for, but unfortunately, they hug themselves.

And some people, hiding and hiding, will rot.

Yu Qinghuan originally wanted to take Ren Jian to the station, but Ren Jian didn't tell Yu Qinghuan what time his bus was.

Yu Qinghuan was inattentive and left immediately.

Only one text message was left to let Yu Qinghuan take care of herself.

Then it went away so quietly.

Yu Qinghuan was stunned.

He had always been a talkative man, like a mute, sitting on the sofa of Ren Jian's house, and then recalled the scene when Ren Jian came to him.

He suddenly appeared at the door of his company and said abruptly that he had something to do with him.

But now, Ren Jian left abruptly.

If it wasn't for the call from the hospital, Yu Qinghuan might have been sitting on the sofa in a daze all day.

The hospital came to inform Yu Qinghuan to pick up Yu's father to be discharged.

Yu Qinghuan cheered up temporarily and began to deal with the procedures for Dad Yu's discharge from the hospital and the matter of moving.

After a busy few days, the house was finally moved and tidy up.

After all, Yu Qinghuan lived in this family for sixteen years, and now Yu Qinghuan is standing in the living room, feeling nostalgic and emotional.

If he didn't leave during his tenure, he must be invited to the house for dinner.

That was the first thought that popped up after Yu Qinghuan sighed.

Now that the house was moved, the next step was to take Dad Yu home.

On the day that Yu's father was discharged from the hospital, Yu Qinghuan received a courier in the hospital, a courier that was beautifully packaged and expensive.

It is a ROG laptop and a complete set of gaming peripherals.

Yu Qinghuan thought the delivery was wrong at first, and reconfirmed with the delivery brother.

The younger brother said yes, yes, it was given to Mr. Yu Qinghuan, who was given by a Mr. Ren.

Yu Qinghuan stayed for three seconds, then took out his mobile phone and called Ren Jian.

But the phone didn't get through, and the prompt tone was turned off.

Later, Yu Qinghuan never got through this phone call again.