Chapter 63
Surprised, I replied, “Of course. I’ll definitely be there to cheer you on.”
Hearing my enthusiasm, Lirian relaxed, and I could almost picture him nodding, though he quickly
realized I couldn’t see him..
“Okay,” he said, a hint of excitement creeping into his voice.
Every time Lirian and I had crossed paths before, I had been following Ryan, as if he were the sun and I was merely a planet orbiting him.
It must have pleased Lirian to hear me say I’d come to support him directly.
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, barely noticeable but definitely there.
After we hung up, I returned to my notes, but my thoughts wandered.
I remember in my last life, Lirian was extremely talented in sports and was interested in many of
them.
But at the time, he had no schooling. I had mentioned Lirian’s schooling to Ethan, but he refused of his own accord, asking to spend more time honing his warrior skills and becoming a warrior to protect me as early as possible.
In this lifetime, he could finally have the time to do what he loved, and that was a great relief to me.
That’s when I suddenly reacted to why there was so much anticipation and excitement in the school about the upcoming baseball game this weekend.
It was more than just a regular game; it was an exchange match where our school’s baseball team would face off against a professional team, a rare opportunity that drew excitement from students and faculty alike.
The thought of the competitive atmosphere filled me with a rush of anticipation, and I could almost hear the cheers of the crowd and the crack of the bat against the ball echoing in my mind.
Ryan was undoubtedly excellent as the baseball captain, responsible not only for making plays, but also for rallying his teammates and keeping morale high.
On the field he was usually confident and composed, with his eyes focused on the game in front of
in, and countless fans screaming and chanting for him, of which I was one at the time.
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I was one of them. Not only that, but I was busy, spending a lot of money on water and food for the whole team, and even hiring professional coaches to coach him.
For the sake of Ryan’s face, it’s generally said outwardly that he hired those professional coaches.
But this time, my cheering partner is going to be Lirian.
Ryan, I hope you don’t lose too fast this time without my help.
Third POV:
After the call hung up, Lirian’s mobile phone rang again. He opened his phone and glanced at the screen; it was a message from Eric.
“Lirian, you’ll come to the weekend match, right?”
Despite Lirian’s previous promise, Eric felt a pang of anxiety; he was always worried that Lirian would back out.
Lirian had always been somewhat of a mystery to his peers.
Despite his power and status as a core member of their club, he approached commitments with a casual attitude, which often left others questioning his reliability.
Just a few days prior, during an exchange match, Lirian had claimed he needed to go to the airport to pick up a friend returning from Vancouver.
This statement ignited a flurry of playful teasing among the other players.
“Is he going to pick up his girlfriend?” they had joked, eager to poke fun at Lirian’s usually stoic
demeanor.
That had been the first time anyone had witnessed Lirian blush, a rare sight for someone typically cold and unsmiling.
The unexpected display of emotion piqued the curiosity of his teammates, leading them to speculate wildly about the identity of his mysterious friend–or perhaps girlfriend.
Lirian couldn’t help but smirk at the absurdity of their imaginations..
He quickly typed a reply to Eric: “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be there.”
“Sending the message brought a wave of relief.
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Lirian was determined to attend the match, eager not only to support his friends but also to reassure that he would be there, regardless of any uncertainties.
The tournament was held on a sunny weekend afternoon, the kind of day that promised excitement
and camaraderie.
The sun shone brightly, casting warm rays over the school campus, making everything look vibrant and alive. Before the event even began, the school buzzed with chatter and anticipation.
Posters decorated the walls, each one advertising the tournament and showcasing the varsity team’s
recent victories. Many of the players were well–known, and their achievements added to the
excitement.
Students hurried to find good seats in the stands, eager to catch a glimpse of the action. Some carried ‘banners and signs to cheer for their favorite players, while others wore jerseys emblazoned with the
school’s colors.
Students hurried through the halls, their voices filled with eager discussions about the varsity team.
“Did you see Eric? He came to our school the other day, and he’s so handsome!” a girl whispered excitedly to her friend, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
“Handsome? Please! He’s nothing compared to Ryan!” her friend scoffed, rolling her eyes.
