Yu Fei's life hadn't changed much.
Losing to the Spurs was just a failing of one night for him, a win next time would make it better.
Some changes out of sight were beyond his control.
However, after returning home, he still reviewed the game against the Spurs, which Elizabeth Olsen couldn't understand.
"Why would you rewatch a game you lost?" Olsen didn't know how Yu Fei could find joy in that. "You didn't do anything wrong, did you?"
Yu Fei said, "I just want to figure out some things."
"Frye, I'm going back to school tomorrow." Elizabeth's eyes carried a hint of coquetry, "This is the last night, do you want to spend it with me, or with that damn game?"
Yu Fei closed his laptop; he really didn't need to make a choice.
Half an hour later, Yu Fei gently patted Elizabeth's delicately blushed cheeks due to incredible physical contact and whispered, "Next week we are going to New York for an away game, so this isn't the last night."