I slowly walked to her and stood behind her. She supported herself with her hands on the console, taking deep breaths.

“Arsenal…” I extended my hand and placed it on her shoulder. She let out a light chuckle, asking, “Am I childish? I am jealous of something beyond my reach…” She lifted her head, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. She said, “Luo Bing, sometimes the goal is right in front of you, and it is very near…” She extended her hand forward as though there was a vague figure. She continued, “If you could see her, you’d think that you can surpass her if you were to work harder. Back then, I could still see your back,...