Remembering the past, glory never ends

The four of them ate and drank and chatted at the same time.

Talking about Su Yan's experience over the years, talking about Jiashi's situation over the years, Ye Xiu does not drink, and Su Mucheng drinks less.

Chen Guo didn't drink much, but Su Yan drank too much.

None of the three stopped him.

There is no need to say more about many things, they all know that Su Yan may not have had a good life in the past few years.

Moreover, he lost his comrades-in-arms and returned home and lost his only relative, and only in front of these three can he show his weak side.

After drinking and eating, Ye Xiu took Su Yan, who was already unconscious, and returned to the Internet café with Chen Guo.

After all, Su Mucheng was a public figure, and was sent back to Jiashi by Ye Xiu.

By the time I got back to the Internet café, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Whew... This guy is really heavy. Throwing Su Yan onto the bed in Chen Guo's room, Ye Xiu gasped.

Putting this guy back can make the two of them tired enough.

"Hard work."

"But boss, Su Yan sleeps here, where do you sleep at night?" Ye Xiu asked.

"I guess I'll have to take care of this guy for one night." Chen Guo smiled, "Or spit me out another room." "

"That's what I said." Ye Xiu also smiled.

"You are also tired not lightly, go to rest, I will find someone to replace you for the day first on the night shift." Chen Guo said.

"It's only your first day on the job, isn't it?"

"Can you do it then?"

"It's okay." Ye Xiu shook his head, "Then I'll go down to take over, boss, you have something to call me." "

"Hmm."

One night without a word.

Early the next morning, under the action of the biological clock, Su Yan opened his eyes early in the morning.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, and the beautiful people sleeping in clothes next to him, Su Yan smiled and understood where he was.

Rubbing his hangover head, pulling the quilt over Chen Guo, Su Yan rolled over and prepared to get up.

"Stop for a while, ancestor..." Sensing the movement around him, the sleeping beauty couldn't help but let out a lazy whisper, and Su Yan couldn't help but smile gently.

"Hard work."

"Count you as having a conscience." Chen Guo pouted and did not open his eyes, "What time is it?" "

"Half past five." Su Yan looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table next to him and said, and also noticed the picture frame next to the alarm clock.

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It was a photo of the two at West Lake four years ago.

Chen Guo in the photo is young and beautiful, more lively and playful than now.

Now it's more mature and steady.

Belch... No one messed with her.

And four years ago, Su Yan also looked immature, and the nineteen-year-old boy Lang smiled very brightly, different from the current hairstyle, and the hairstyle at that time was called a flowing.

It is worth mentioning that the protective film of someone's face in the photo has been torn, and Su Yan's mind can't help but think of Chen Guo sitting on the bed, holding the picture frame like a little girl, puffing out his cheeks and poking his face.

Judging by the degree of damage, it should be very frequent.

"Then I'll sleep a little longer." Chen Guo turned over and said.

"Well, you have a good rest." Su Yan smiled, "I'll go to the morning exercise first." "

"The toiletries are in the bathroom cabinet, and the towel is in red first." Chen Guo said, "Don't call me before noon. "

"Don't you eat breakfast?"

"Don't eat."

"The habit of sleeping until noon has not changed." Su Yan smiled.

"Verbose..."

Get dressed, get up, wash up, go downstairs.

At the front desk, the network administrator of a night shift has not yet finished work, and when he saw him come down, he waved his hand to say hello.

"What about it?" Su Yan leaned behind him and asked.

"Copy." Ye Xiu turned up the sound of the headphones, took them off and hung them around his neck.

"Frost Forest?" Su Yan looked at the goblin on the screen and said.

"Hmm." Ye Xiu nodded.

"Jun Mo laughs... Planning to practice scattered people? "Su Yan knows Jun Moxiao's account, and he also knows about Su Muqiu.

"yes."

"What about the upgrade of the Thousand Machines Umbrella? At the beginning, the complete 50-machine umbrella was only level <>, right? "

"I was going to study it slowly." Ye Xiu said.

"Oh?" Su Yan narrowed his eyes, "Now what? "

"Aren't you back?" Ye Xiu smiled.

I don't know if it's providence, the men surnamed Su are all monster-level in terms of Yinwu's research.

Ye Xiu had seen the set of equipment developed by Su Yan himself, and in terms of silver martial arts production, even if it was not as good as Su Muqiu back then, he was definitely not too much.

"Really look at me, you are not afraid that I will play it bad for you with this kind of genius?"

"I believe in you." Ye Xiu said.

The umbrella in the hands of the scattered people on the screen changes back and forth, wantonly slaughtering the mobs in the copy, and the two people in front of the screen hook the corners of their mouths in unison.

"I went to my morning exercise, what do you have for breakfast?" Su Yan asked.

"Whatever." Ye Xiu didn't raise his head, "What about the boss?" "

"I'm going to sleep until noon."

"It seems that you are not lightly tossed."

"You're not saying that."

"It's your thinking that is wrong."

"Huh..."

............

Su Yan's morning exercise did not last long, and before Ye Xiu's copy was finished, he walked into the door of the Internet café with a large bag of breakfast.

A single brush of the Frost Forest at level 20 or so, even if the operator is Ye Xiu, it will take more than an hour.

"It's back." Ye Xiu has already opened the final boss, and the umbrella in the hands of the characters on the screen is switching back and forth in the forms of spear, cannon, sword, and shield, and the skills are played smoothly one by one.

"Not finished yet? When did you get so dish? Su Yan put down his breakfast and asked.

"How dare you say it." The corner of Ye Xiu's mouth twitched.

Su Yan smiled, sat down in front of another machine at the front desk, turned it on, and took out an account card from his pocket.

The silver account card looks a little old, and the front depicts a tall figure holding a war sickle.

On the back is the basic information.

ID: Karthus.

Occupation: Exorcist.

The fifth generation account card means that this card was registered during the third season of the league, that is, in the fifth district.

Looking at this familiar account card, Su Yan's thoughts slowly returned to September 6 four years ago.

Glory Season 4, First Round, Individual Race 1.

That was his first game.

The exorcist Karthus, the league opener with him!

A little longer past, the summer break after the end of the third season, glory renewal, in the realm of the gods arena.

That was his first pro and now sitting next to him.

Fighting God, the autumn of one leaf.

Ye Xiu finally finished his copy, and turned his head to see Su Yan staring at the account card in his hand.

"How? Reminiscing about the past? Ye Xiu asked.

"Ah, sort of." Su Yan smiled, and the computer boot had been completed.

Open Honor, insert card, log in.

"Karthus, welcome back, may your glory never end."

A message pops up.

This is the welcome that the system will give every time you log in to the role.

"Then again, I haven't asked you what the name of Karsas is, and it has nothing to do with your name." Ye Xiu suddenly asked.

"Just knock it out." Su Yan said casually, his eyes narrowed slightly, "It's pointless." "

After all, it's just a dream.

There is no League of Legends in this world, and there are no death singers.