After Being Called Brother at the Talent Show

My name is Dalu, I am 20 years old, and I am in the duel position. On stage, Jett never shows mercy when he stabs his face. Off stage, he will just follow Pudding and rub his sleeves. Pudding is my brother, two years older than me, a legendary guard who retired for three years, and the "senior" on the draft judges' bench who everyone thought would never come back. On the surface, he is gentle and calm, and his grades are fair, but he was scolded for being shady even for giving me a walk-on spot. But no one knew how tightly he clenched his hands under the table, and what he wrote in the notes column made me blush to the roots of my ears. We joined the same team, he was the captain, and I was a newcomer who was questioned by the whole Internet for "relying on connections". We sat diagonally across from each other in the training room for eight months, playing in double row in the ranking game until early in the morning. At the celebration banquet, he calmly took me away from his teammates and helped me back to the hotel. I thought we were going to keep going like this. Until those old news were uncovered, until sponsors put pressure, until he told me, "It would be better for me if you leave first." On the day of his transfer, I didn't go to the airport to see him off. I played in the training room until dawn, and the screen was full of defeats. He changed his ID from "Sell antlers for money" to gray and offline, and I changed "Pudding Sweet" to "L·U", and finally to "". During the nine months we were separated, I never called anyone brother again. Later, the truth was revealed. He left not because of me, but to protect me. He lost a lot of weight in the convenience store. I put the hot drink in my hand into his palm, and he held my wrist. "Brother," I looked at him, "I'm not afraid this time." He lowered his head and kissed my forehead. —— On stage I am Jett sweeping the field, but off stage I am just a deer in the pudding. The moment my brother's voice came out of my mouth at the draft, I had no intention of taking it back. Purpose: E-sports article