Secret Room Book 3 - Chapter 32

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com

Playing Fish Trapped in Secret Room

Book 3: Glory on the Other Side

Chapter 32

The chat exploded again.

Who was Appledog?  One of the bosses of the two largest clubs
in the nation, SP and K&K, was her past lover and the other an old
friend. She herself was the manager of SP’s A team now and a top
commentator…... Everyone was waiting to see a top player on the
national server embarrass himself before Ai Qing left her answer,
but were now amazed at what had happened

Ai Qing logged off the game and turned off the stream.

Her words carried a lot of risk.  After all, Taotao only had a high
ranking on the server, but had never gone to one of the large national
competitions.  She had no idea how well he’d place in tournaments,
perform in a tournament setting, work with a team, and even his
character, personality, and personal life.

Many top players on the internet were like meteors, disappearing very
quickly after a brief flash.

Only those who survived numerous tough competitions were golden.
Just like everyone on SP, they all had experience in many different
games and many international tournaments, as well as having good
rankings online, before they signed with the club.

She was acting a rather bit impulsively……

Ai Qing figured that she would have to explain to SP’s upper
management tomorrow that she wasn’t going to start her own club.

It was just, it was just that……

But what was it?

She began to unpack her luggage. Her hands were busy but her
brain had gone blank. The suppressed emotions just now
gradually began to flood out.

Of course she would feel bad.  It was impossible for her to ignore
what had happened to Solo.  But she had to control herself so All
wouldn’t notice.  Though both Xiaomi and Solo were important
friends in her life, she could be very frank and show her emotions
about Xiaomi’s leaving; she cried when she wanted to cry and
she tried to persuade him to stay when she wanted him to stay.  
Only Solo, could she not do anything……

She couldn’t even send him a text message to prevent any
misunderstandings.

……

Solo should…...be able to recover.  He had left home and worked
hard since he was a teenager and moved up in the world from an
unknown person to SP Asian’s Regional Manager.  He was in his
thirties, no longer that teenager in the past, she thought.

She started to sort out her room after she finished unpacking her
luggage.  She mopped all the rooms and washed the glasses, dishes
and chopsticks she usually used.  Finally she poured some hot
water and looked for some medicine for her upset stomach.  
Unfortunately, she only found an empty box inside the cabinet…...
She drank several mouthfuls of warm water depressedly.  How
could Wu Bai drink ice water through all four seasons?

The first time she noticed his habit was in Singapore.  Many years
ago, he was eating ice with earphones on while concentrating on
his computer screen…...was he only fifteen years old at that time?

Now he was only twenty-two years old.

Ai Qing thought about his actual age.  She bit her lower lip and
felt a little bit…...perturbed.

Would his parents approve of this kind of age gap?  Besides, they
come from different background that were very different.  She
wouldn’t leave China because her friends, business, and family
were all here.  But his family was abroad.  She wasn’t even sure
how her parents would react. She had many arguments with her
parents because of Solo in the past, but now…...it was someone
much younger than her.  She expected that there would be some
more arguments in her future.

He just entered high school when I was in college.  Ah, Ah.

She felt guilty when she thought about it.

He had dragged her along forwards; it had messed up her original
wish to develop the relationship slowly.

Ai Qing turned on the TV and turned off all lights.  She found her
cell phone on the sofa.

The moment she picked up her cell phone, there was an incoming
text message: Ai Qing.

Only two words, which he had sent.

Such a coincidence……

Ai Qing slowly typed in: Uhm.  Are you at the club?

Surprisingly, he didn’t reply.

She waited for a while and followed up with another message:
Did you receive my message?

There was still no response.

She called him on her phone.  After a long time, it finally connected.

Ai Qing asked him lightly,  “Are you busy?”

“I’m right outside your home.”

“My home?”

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com