James collapsed on the sofa, his eyes slightly opened, and he stared blankly at the TV set in front of him.

At this time, Dwyne Wade, who lived in the same room with James, had already fallen asleep. "The Flash" has been in a bad mood these two days. It is rare that he has been sleeping so heavily, so James did not turn on the sound while watching TV.

In the dark room, the TV on was the only light. Late night TV shows always had some unnecessary content. But it was obvious that James was not thinking about it, he just wanted to keep himself awake.

Portland outside the window was already pitch black, and there was no one except for the few cars that were occasionally driven by. James suddenly pressed the power button on the remote control, turned off the TV, and the whole room was swallowed by darkness. James tiptoed to pick up his phone and walked into the toilet.

In the bathroom, James would not disturb Wade, who was sleeping. Moreover, he did not want the next conversation to be heard by his good brother.

The No. 6, who was omnipotent on the basketball court, was already haggard at this time, but he still chose to call at this time, even though it was already 2:30 in the morning.

However, the phone was connected in a short while. It was obvious that the guy on the other end of the phone had not yet planned to end the day that was about to pass. Before the person could speak, James asked first: "Have you not sleep yet? I have something to look for you."

"Are you sure you talk now?" The voice on the other end of the phone also sounded very tired.

"Yes, now."

"Huh...you know LeBron, this is not a good time to talk about the future."

"But, I made the decision now." James answered firmly.

"A decision was made!? The season is not over yet. LeBron! We agreed to discuss this matter officially in the offseason!"

"Do you think we can turn the tables?" James asked back.

"You said it yourself, and the record is used to break it. There has never been a record of 3-1 behind and winning the game in the finals, but you said it yourself, and the record is used to break it."

"Yes, I said it. But what I asked is, do you think we still have a chance to turn the tables?" James pressed step by step.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds and uttered a few words with difficulty. "Although I really hope the Heat will win the championship, to be honest, judging from this year's condition, your chances of turning the tables are too small. Unless Dwayne's knees are completely refreshed, unless Ray Allen and Lewis are five years younger, otherwise..."

"Yes, I think so too, Ricci. I think...I think maybe it's time to go to a brand new place and hit the championship."

"Are you sure! LeBron!" The man on the other end of the phone was very serious.

"I'm sure, the fantasy time of the Miami Heat has ended. I have only won the championship once, only once! And I am 30 years old this year! It's really hard to believe that I, who entered the NBA league as a high school student, is now thirty years old! Think about it, what level can I play in another four or five years? I long for the championship. Ricci is not just one, I long for more championships! And all this, Miami can't give me! There's no time, I can't continue to waste in Miami." James expressed his thoughts, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly because he was afraid that Wade, who was sleeping outside, would hear it.

There was another silence on the other end of the phone, and it took a few dozen seconds before the voice rang again. "...Okay LeBron, I'll start this tomorrow. There is a good plan in Cleveland, and you should be interested. But you still have to play the remaining games this season. Otherwise, the public opinion from the outside will be detrimental to us."

"I know Ritchie, at least now, I'm still fighting for the Miami Heat!"

"Okay, take a break early, LeBron, don't stay up late anymore." After saying that, James's manager Ritchie Paul hung up the phone.

James walked out of the toilet, Wade was still sleeping soundly, and Portland was still very quiet. But at this time, James' heart was filled with food...

Anjie, Anjie, this time, are you going to win again?

"Ah!" An Jie suddenly sneezes and sat up all of a sudden.

The sky outside was still pitch black, but the guy still looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table excitedly. It was three in the morning, and it was still some time before dawn.

"Why is it only three o'clock!" Anjie lay back on the bed helplessly and hugged Catherine in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Catherine didn't open her eyes, but spoke. Sure enough, she had been awakened.

"Hehe, nothing happened, I suddenly woke up." Anjie smiled and hugged Catherine even tighter.

"What are you thinking? Ann." Catherine turned over and looked at Angie face to face.

"I'm thinking about the championship, I'm thinking about you, and the baby in your belly."

Catherine smiled happily and held Anjie's face with both hands. "Win the championship, let our children be proud of it!"

"Don't worry, Katherine, at Moda Center the day after tomorrow, I will end it all!"

"Go to bed quickly, I have to train tomorrow." After saying that, Catherine fell asleep again, but Anjie was still a little excited.

He can't wait to see tomorrow come soon. The two days of rest between Game 4 and Game 5 are simply torture for Anjie. Now Anjie can't start the fifth game of the series quickly because he is about to get crazy to win the O'Brien Cup.

After three years of coming to the Trail Blazers, he has already had the opportunity to win the second championship trophy. Now that I think about it, An Jie feels a little incredible.

But An Jie likes everything he wants is impossible to complete. At the beginning, people said that this thin Chinese who had been in contact with regular basketball training too late could not play a profession, but he was successfully selected in the draft.

At the beginning, people said that this guy who was abandoned by the Kings could not become a big shot, but he made the unknown Oklahoma City Thunder famous in the league.

At the beginning, people said that Anjie, who had suffered heavy injuries and the Trail Blazers who just lost Roy, would never succeed. However, now, the Trail Blazers have become the defending champion, and the Trail Blazers tied the Bulls' record of 72 wins. The Trail Blazers have become the best team in the league, no doubt about it.

Life is sometimes so wonderful. As long as you never give up on your continuous efforts and success, you will always come to you.

If possible, Angel really hopes to be able to live with the Trail Blazers to the end. He is very grateful to the Thunder, he likes Durant and Westbrook and his good brother Morris. But now, Angel already has a rose heart.

As she thought about it, An Jie was a little confused and gradually fell asleep again.

As he thought about it, James's heart became more and more complicated, and he tossed and turned, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

Two powerful guys, two difficult opponents. At this moment, they embarked on two different paths.

God knows what the two guys James and Angel will turn the future league into, but this series will inevitably be the origin of a series of events.
Chapter completed!