Falling Night Star

Falling Night Star
Falling Night Star

Chapter 1: Outside the Venue of the Spring Esports Tournament of the Ex-Girlfriend

An Xunxing, wearing a thin esports uniform, stood forlornly under a withered tree, her right hand trembling uncontrollably. During today’s second half of the match, her hand suddenly lost control, letting several opponents escape, leading to her being substituted.

“You’ve been performing worse than an average player recently. If there’s a next time, you won’t need to play,” said Lu Jiaming, dressed in cold-toned esports attire as he exited the venue, his voice chilly.

Hearing this, An Xunxing quickly hid her trembling right hand in her pocket, “I’m sorry…”

“How was the match result?” she asked cautiously.

Lu Jiaming did not reply, walking straight past her. An Xunxing watched his departing figure, feeling the absurdity of her question; as one of the top esports gods in the country, how could he lose?

Sitting in the car back to the city, An Xunxing looked at the pinned WeChat contact, Lu Jiaming. After a long while, she sent him a message: “Are you going back to Lanwan today?”

Lu Jiaming, sitting in the front seat, opened his phone, glanced at it, and typed, “Not going back.” An Xunxing stared at those two simple words, her heart filled with bitterness.

Lanwan Villa

It was late when An Xunxing returned. This was the residence Lu Jiaming bought for her, the only place where their paths crossed. She turned on the TV, listening to the lively atmosphere, and lay on the sofa, half-asleep. Lately, she had been having nightmares, dreaming that Mr. Lu no longer wanted her…

After some time, a strong hand caressed her face.

“Star,” the familiar and tender voice woke An Xunxing. Over the five years they had been together, he only called her ‘Star’ with such gentle affection.

An Xunxing opened her eyes to see Lu Jiaming’s cold profile, the strong scent of alcohol evident. “Brother Lu, why did you drink?” As a professional player, alcohol was taboo. Lu Jiaming had always adhered to good discipline, rarely drinking. An Xunxing remembered the last time he was this drunk was five years ago. He kept calling her “Star…” That was also the day they got together.

Lu Jiaming did not respond, his demeanor eerily similar to five years ago. That night, An Xunxing slept soundly for once.

The Next Morning

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