Dominate the Super Bowl

Chapter 519: 518 Wheelchair Boy Chapter 519: 518 Wheelchair Boy Ah, ah ah ah—

In an instant, the screams broke free from their restraints, shattered the balance, and lost control, transforming into a live volcano.

The surging passion and rolling waves of heat poured down.

“Rookie!”

“Ah ah ah, rookie!”

“Li Wei, I love you!”

The shouts followed one after the other, interweaving in layers upon layers, exploding with incredible energy and instantly sweeping across the entire venue.

When Li Wei stepped off the double-decker bus, the passion was fully ignited.

Immediately, security personnel swarmed up, surrounding Li Wei tightly; at the same time, others went to the sidelines to preemptively prevent chaos before it erupted, maintaining control of the situation, which was slightly chaotic but not yet out of hand.

Inside the double-decker bus, not only Kelsey but others also gathered:

Wait, what exactly was Li Wei doing?

Ah ah ah, ah ah ah.

The air was burning.

Felix was no exception, a smile crept onto his lips as he called for his mother, then looked ahead and shouted as loud as he could with all his strength.

“Rookie.

Rookie!”

Karen watched Felix with worry in her eyes, like a mother bird, she opened her arms to protect him, unable to help but feel a bit resentful:

If it’s just a rally, it’s fine to sit on top of the vehicle.

Why get off?

Li Wei’s performance on the field was the driving force for Felix to continue his fight, for which Karen was very grateful.

She too was filled with a fondness for Li Wei; but this did not stop Karen from complaining about Li Wei’s off-the-rails behavior at that moment.

In a rally like this, such actions were very dangerous.

Indeed, still a young man.

Karen muttered to herself.

However.

The complaints and snark were stuck in her throat; Karen froze unexpectedly.

Felix was no different, one second he was cheering and yelling with joy, and the next, he was completely taken aback and shocked, staying frozen as he stared ahead, beginning to doubt his own eyes—

Was Li Wei’s gaze turned toward Felix?

No…

could it be?

Li Wei also realized his recklessness, it was ultimately a lack of experience, getting carried away and neglecting the situation; but it was too late to turn back now.

So, Li Wei kept making hand gestures to calm the fans down, interacted warmly and amicably, and exchanged smiles with every fan as much as possible, ensuring the situation remained under control.

His steps continued forward.

And finally stopped in front of that wheelchair-bound youth.

With one look, Li Wei could see the astonishment and dullness on the face of the wheelchair-bound youth, limbs stiff, response gone, but his gaze never shifted, staring blankly at Li Wei, following his movements, joy and shock intertwined in his pupils, persistently surging.

Then.

Li Wei spread his arms and gave the wheelchair-bound youth a hug without saying a word.

Felix froze, completely stiff, losing all ability to respond, physically and mentally, as everything hit the pause button.

Until Li Wei’s voice reached his ears, penetrating the bustling noise of the rally scene and landing on his eardrums.

“You’re doing great.”

Lightly yet profoundly, it struck Felix’s heart.

The words were nothing more than a few weightless whispers, yet the impact and shock they brought upon his heart effortlessly stirred up a stormy sea.

Taken completely off guard, Felix choked up.

A warmth spread around his eyes.

Ever since he learned of the cancer’s recurrence, Felix had been holding on strong.

He knew that his parents were on the brink of collapse, and he knew that doctors had done their utmost to maintain optimism, so he forced himself to pull together, facing everything with a positive and hopeful demeanor.

He didn’t want to become a burden to others.

But in the stillness of the night, the pain eating into his bones and soul curled him up into a ball.

Clenching his teeth was still not enough to bear it.

Sweating profusely, half-asleep and half-awake, he stared at the ceiling while the shadow of death gradually loomed over his head.

He was afraid, it was just a facade of fearlessness.

Until now.

A hug, a word of encouragement, made his defenses crumble into pieces.

He didn’t want to die.

He still had so much youth to squander, countless adventures to experience, confessions to make to the girl he liked, majors to fret over, and future jobs to worry about.@@novelbin@@

However…

He was afraid, truly very afraid.

Suddenly, Felix wrapped his arms tightly around Li Wei.

As if using all his strength.

Li Wei felt it, a wave of heartache, a mouthful of bitterness.

This story of the boy in the wheelchair was something Li Wei had heard about from Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin remembered the boy’s smile, his straight spine even while sitting in the wheelchair, and the silhouette of him enjoying himself amidst the crowd.

She showed Li Wei their photo with the boy in the wheelchair.

“…It’s a pity, I didn’t ask for his name, didn’t talk to him more.”

Li Wei remembered, and he hadn’t expected to see the boy in the wheelchair in the crowd today; he still remembered Jiang Yin’s words.

He asked his mother what she would like to say if she saw the boy in the wheelchair again.

“You’ve done very well.

Thank you for choosing to keep fighting.”

Li Wei gently patted the boy in the wheelchair’s back, passing on his mother’s words—

Because no one knew the pain he carried, as well as the pain of his parents.

To keep fighting sometimes isn’t just about living for oneself, it’s also living for one’s family; enduring unimaginable pain and repeated agonies, maybe giving up is simpler than persisting, but he couldn’t.

For himself and for his family, he had to keep persevering and fighting.

This burden, indeed too heavy and taxing, could crush the spine at any moment.

Resistance is not so easy.

Others’ light words of “persevere” and “make an effort” carry no weight, yet he has to grit his teeth and bear it night and day, tossing and turning again and again, for the sake of an uncertain possibility, wavering between hope and despair, every second an ordeal.

Li Wei thought of Berry.

They are warriors as well as fighters.

Therefore, when Li Wei saw the boy in the wheelchair, he didn’t think much.

He wanted to convey Jiang Yin’s strength, and his own as well.

It might be limited, but one hundred percent heartfelt.

“You’re not fighting alone.”

Li Wei said again.

Then, Li Wei could feel the boy in the wheelchair nearly collapsing, falling apart within a simple sentence, hot tears rolling down onto Li Wei’s shoulder, silent yet more eloquent than any words.

In the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of the middle-aged woman behind the boy, turning her face away, unable to watch.

Her hands covered her face, yet still unable to stop the tears from falling through her fingers.

The mother worried about her child, and the child worried about his mother.

In this battle, no one can take it lightly.

Li Wei’s nose felt a slight sting as well.

Taking a deep breath, Li Wei regained his composure, a smile creeping onto his lips.

“Hey, next season, we’re ready to keep fighting, apparently no one thinks we’ll retain our title, God, it’s the same situation, the same story, but we’re ready to face the challenge.

Are you with us?”