Pushing The Edge Chapter 7

On the evening before the short holiday, most of the youth trainees chose to stay and practice. They only had one day off on May 1st. May 2nd was the assessment day, and no one dared to relax on the last day, except for a few who lived locally and believed that there was no hope of signing a contract with BFour. They packed their bags and went home to celebrate the holiday with peace of mind.

The regular team members had three days off, and Ryan Bai had to rush to meet his long-distance girlfriend, so he left early. Nathan Bei was waiting for his brother to finish school in the training room, preparing to take the evening high-speed train back to his hometown to attend the wedding.

So, on the entire second floor, Ethan Bo was once again the only lonely old man left guarding the base.

Nathan Bei zipped up the suitcase, stood it up with a few grunts, and wiped his sweat: "Brother Ye, I don't see you go home for a long time. Your home is so close, you can take Line 2 directly to get there, so you can go back when you have time. I feel a little sorry that I can't be here with you for the holidays."

"You can go now." Ethan Bo was practicing in the custom server, obviously not appreciating the offer: "Give me back a piece of pure land."

Nathan Bei was concerned about him, but he was also curious: "Brother Ye, tell me if you have any troubles. Did you make your uncle and aunt angry?"

When everyone was still in the CF team, Ethan Bo treated the base as his home. He would stay in the training room alone on New Year's Eve to practice. Nathan Bei thought he was extremely hardworking at the time, but later he learned that he had fallen out with his parents because he insisted on playing e-sports. Ethan Bo's mother said, "Just treat you as an old son," which cut off his future. It was not until five years ago when Ethan Bo won the CF World League Championship that the family relationship eased. At least he could go home during the New Year and other festivals.

But what is the situation now?

Nathan Bei keenly sensed the scent of family turmoil.

Ethan Bo turned his back to him and thought: They are more than just angry, their parents are so desperate about him that they simply kicked him out.

Nathan Bei half-lay on the suitcase, unyielding: "Brother Ye, tell me, I won't spread it around."

Although Nathan Bei is a chatterbox and a talkative person, he is well-known for being trustworthy and secretive.

Ethan Bo thought for a moment and felt that they would know about this sooner or later. There was no point in hiding it, and he especially wanted to tell them now.

He quit the game, turned his chair to face him, and said calmly, "I came out to my family."

"Hey! I didn't think it was a big deal. I thought your uncle and aunt were urging you to go back and inherit the family business. Just come out..." Nathan Bei suddenly stopped talking, with his mouth still half-pursed to pronounce the last word.

Ethan Bo ignored his silly expression and raised one hand to play with his nails: "Mr. Bo said that he will go through the procedures to remove me from the household registration next month. Severing the father-son relationship should be published in the newspaper. Remind me to buy a copy when the time comes."

"Oh no..." Nathan Bei was extremely confused at the moment. Things were far more complicated than he thought. He sat up and hugged his head: "Ethan Bo, are you Fcuking gay?!"

"What?" Ethan Bo raised his eyes: "You look down on me?"

Nathan Bei rubbed his head frantically: "If I had known, I would not have exposed myself in front of you. You have seen all of me, Nathan Bei, a young man!"

As teammates for eight years, it was inevitable for them to see each other naked. When Nathan Bei thought about his white flesh being seen, he felt that he had suffered a great loss.

Ethan Bo sneered: "I'm not interested in the crystal elbow type."

Nathan Bei slowly calmed down, with a look of resentment of being deceived: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Ethan Bo leaned his head back and turned around in the swivel chair, thinking about this question himself.

He has never met anyone he likes since he was a child, and has never been interested in love, so he feels that it doesn't matter whether he makes his S3xual orientation public or not. He might be single for the rest of his life, and speaking out about it would only cause trouble.

But things are different now. He has only recently realized that he also has the desire to find a partner. Since he has to face it sooner or later, he might as well straighten out his relationship with his family as soon as possible. If they can accept it, then accept it. If not, then just take it as a notice.

Ethan Bo has always been decisive in doing things. He developed an independent character during the three years of being exiled by his parents. When he came out, he felt guilty towards his parents but did not feel any regrets.

Ethan Bo was vague: "I never thought about falling in love before."

Nathan Bei missed the point and asked him, "When did you come out?"

"The day before yesterday." Ethan Bo smiled helplessly as he recalled the night when he accidentally shot someone in the head.

... Nathan Bei thought, wow, I still have real-time information. "Ten-digit family property, you just say you don't want it? Do you want to have a good talk with your uncle and aunt? What are you going to do after you retire like this?"

Ethan Bo's parents are so cold and hard that they are almost ruthless, otherwise they would not have given birth to such a cool son like Ethan Bo. Ethan Bo had promised to inherit his father's business after retiring, but now the father-son relationship has been severed, and it seems that he can no longer be the heir. Nathan Bei admires him but also feels sorry for him.

"Don't worry, I will never compromise with them even if I starve to death outside after I retire." Ethan Bo reached back to take out his phone and opened WeChat, which had more than 8,000 unread messages. He couldn't train anyway while chatting with Nathan Bei, so he might as well check the messages and handle business at the same time.

Nathan Bei wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling that he had received a warning from Zhenxiang: "Brother Ye, we are all family, there is no need to say absolute things."

On WeChat, someone in the family group tagged him, and Ethan Bo clicked on it.

Because everyone knows that he tends to block group messages, so when there is something important, he usually tags it, otherwise he won’t be able to find the person.

The one who tagged him was his grandfather, the head of the Bo family. The old man first sent a smiling expression: [Xiao Ye, come to your grandfather's house for dinner tonight. Your parents said you can't come. I want to ask what's going on. @薄晔]

Ethan Bo raised his eyebrows. His parents didn't inform him at all, but he knew that they were angry at the moment.

He thought about it and replied: [Don't listen to them, be there on time in the evening. ]

Last time I only informed my parents over the phone, and tonight is a good opportunity to confront them face to face.

Soon, Mr. Bo replied with a smiling expression: [Come early, there will be a table full of dishes that you like. ]

Unlike his parents, the old man dotes on him almost without limits.

Nathan Bei looked up at the clock on the wall and asked curiously, "Is Xiaochuan not here yet?"

Ethan Bo looked at him distractedly: "Do you want to make a phone call?"

As he was speaking, a chubby boy came in from the door, carrying a trolley backpack behind him. He looked like a Q version of Nathan Bei.

When Bei Xiaochuan saw Ethan Bo, he couldn't hide his excitement and greeted him in a very social way: "Brother Ye! Long time no see! Wow! How come you are getting more and more handsome?"

Ethan Bo put down his phone and waved at him, saying, "Xiaochuan, have you lost weight again recently?"

Ethan Bo's smile is the type that appeals to everyone, young or old, regardless of gender. Bei Xiaochuan feels like getting close to him just by looking at him, not to mention that the man is an idol admired by all the elementary school students on their Internet cafe street.

Just as he was about to step forward to have a nice talk, Nathan Bei grabbed his red scarf and pulled him aside.

"Go away, stop trying to please elementary school students. I hate you guys praising each other." Nathan Bei expressed his disdain for Ethan Bo and turned to Bei Xiaochuan: "Why are you so late? We agreed to arrive at 5:15? Don't tell me there's a traffic jam! Why are you blocking traffic on a bicycle?"

"The teacher kept me here." Bei Xiaochuan had something to ask of his brother today, and he suddenly became very obedient and timid. He said in a low voice: "Brother, the Chinese monthly exam papers are being distributed today, and I need your signature..."

Nathan Bei let him go and picked up the suitcase: "I'll come back the day after tomorrow to ask my parents to sign."

Bei Xiaochuan lowered his head and put his hands behind his back, stepping his left foot on his right foot, and his right foot on his left foot: "Brother Hai, I only ask you for this one thing in my life, please sign for me..."

Ethan Bo couldn't help laughing, so he moved aside and left the stage to the Bei brothers.

"What a prospect!" Nathan Bei basically guessed the situation after seeing him like this. Thinking that he still had to catch the high-speed train, he waved his hand and let him go: "Give it to me, give it to me. I won't tell my parents."

Bei Xiaochuan smiled shyly, squatted down, took out the crumpled test paper from his schoolbag and handed it to his brother.

Nathan Bei picked up a pen, spread out the test paper and was about to sign it when he saw the bright red "25.5" in the upper left corner. He almost fainted with anger: "Bei Xiaochuan! Is this the score a human can get?"

Bei Xiaochuan pursed his lips: "Brother Hai, you only got 11 points in Chinese in the high school entrance examination, do you remember?"

"I need you to remind me!" Nathan Bei slammed his pen on the table, thinking that Xiaochuan's grades had already sounded the alarm. "Let me ask you, your grades are so bad, have you been playing games behind your parents' backs?"

"Game?" Bei Xiaochuan blinked innocently, "What game? Brother Hai, I never play games."

"Then can you score 25.5?" Nathan Bei was skeptical. He seldom went home, and it was usually his parents who took care of his brother's studies.

Bei Xiaochuan frowned: "I had bad luck this time. I didn't know any of the questions I knew, and I didn't take the questions I knew."

...

Do you still think you are right?

Nathan Bei looked at the idioms filled with mistakes on the test paper. He pulled a chair over and sat down: "Then let me test you. I'll give you a few questions and you can answer them. If you answer correctly, I'll sign for you."

"Okay!" Bei Xiaochuan was full of confidence. He believed that with his brother's Chinese level of 11 points, he could handle the questions.

Nathan Bei: "Haina."

Bei Xiaochuan: "Hundred rivers."

Nathan Bei: "In danger."

Bei Xiaochuan: "Not afraid."

Nathan Bei: "Good luck."

Bei Xiaochuan: "Great."

Nathan Bei: "Tonight."

Bei Xiaochuan: "Eat chicken!"

Nathan Bei sneered, rolled up the test paper and slapped him on the head, saying one word at a time: "Never! Play! Games!?!"

Bei Xiaochuan's face suddenly changed. He realized that he was exposed. For a moment, he felt hopeless and let the cold test paper hit his face randomly.

"Brother Ye, it's getting late. I'm leaving now." Nathan Bei saw that it was almost time, so he said hello, put the test paper in his pocket, pulled up the suitcase with one hand, and walked out holding his brother's collar with the other hand: "Bei Xiaochuan, I think you should stop studying. I don't want the three acres of land in my hometown anymore. I'll leave it to you to inherit."

Bei Xiaochuan quickly picked up the schoolbag on the ground. He didn't dare to say anything. Before leaving, he turned back and made a phone gesture to Ethan Bo, and whispered, "Brother Ye, contact me often when you have time."

Ethan Bo smiled and lay on the table, asking them to be careful on the road.

After seeing off this funny couple, his cell phone beeped again. He took a look, then got up and went back to his room to change clothes.

As it was getting late at night, the people in the youth training room couldn't hold on any longer and went upstairs to the dormitory. Only a few people with high points stayed there to continue training.

Adrian Yun was so sleepy that he was gasping for breath, but the sound of keyboard tapping continued to come from the other side of the partition, as if it would never get tired. He couldn't help but complain inwardly, Connor Tang was talented and hardworking, so was there no way for him to survive?

Finally, I couldn't resist the sleepiness anymore, so I turned off the computer and went upstairs.

Connor Tang finished his last solo match and quit the game after finishing his ranking. When he looked up, he was the only one in the training room. He looked at the time on his phone and saw that it was 3 o'clock in 15 minutes.

Always remembering that today was that person's birthday, he hesitated for a moment, opened LINE on his phone, found the dialog box, and the default input method was 26 keys, which corresponded to different hiragana.

He typed in Japanese: [Happy Birthday~]

The time zones between us are one hour apart, and it was almost four o'clock on the other side. I didn't expect a response, but as soon as the message was sent, "Read" appeared next to the message box.

After a while, the message came back: [Thank you, Liang Tai. Is it really okay that you are not sleeping yet? ]

Connor Tang smiled slightly: [Zhijie is still the same. ]

By the way, I sent you a picture of Brown Bear stomping his feet.

The other party was silent for a while, until a loading picture came: [Going to sleep_]

Connor Tang clicked on the photo and a progress bar appeared.

The photo was a selfie, with the man lying on his side, smiling and winking at him, with many scattered pillows on the bed behind him. Even in the dim light, using the camera on his phone, one could still see his naturally good-looking facial features.

Connor Tang stared at the photo for a long time and added it to his local photo album.

I locked the door and left the training room. When I walked to the lobby, I saw a man outside, bending down to fiddle with the door lock. The street lights outside were dim, and I could only see that the man was wearing a black suit. His outline blended into the darkness, making him look even taller.

Connor Tang felt that he looked familiar, but he was not sure. When he walked to the door, the man looked up, and they were both stunned when their eyes met.

It was indeed Ethan Bo at the door, dressed like a nobleman, but his face was bruised and disfigured, as if he had just come back from a fight.

Connor Tang moved his mouth, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Ethan Bo didn't expect it would be him. The base access control is at three o'clock. After that time, the fingerprint lock will be invalid and only the key can be used, but he never has the habit of carrying keys.

He felt a little embarrassed to be caught in such a mess by Connor Tang. He lowered his head and touched the bridge of his nose, then shouted through the door: "Young man, please help open it for me, thank you."

Connor Tang quickly searched for his student card in his coat and trouser pockets. After finding it, he swiped it on the sensor on the right wall and the door lock popped open.