Chapter 37 The Man in White
When I took a taxi back to where I live, I saw a familiar man in a quiet park flower bed.
"Stop!"
After hesitating and struggling for a few seconds, Mancao got out of the car and grabbed the guy who was sitting on the flower bed and looked drunk.
The man was pushed into the back seat of the taxi by the grass because he was too drunk and had no power to fight back.
"I'm sorry, it's still that place."
When she sent the guy her mother was worried about home, her mother helped him to the room.
After taking care of him fall asleep, her mother took her to sit in the restaurant.
"If you hadn't found out in time, you wouldn't know what would have happened." The woman's hands on the table held each other, "Maybe it's because something happened that I couldn't come back yesterday..."
"Hmm." Mancao looked at the woman sitting opposite with a worried look. She probably didn't know anything about Yang Wan.
"In the future, when Uncle Ann and I are not at home, please help me look after him."
"Good."
She is not good at rejecting this kind of thing.
She looked at the wall clock in the living room, and the clock was already pointing at nine.
After taking a shower, I fell asleep because I was very tired.
"At first glance, these two games are two different games, but there are many... If you don't take the initiative to look for them, you will never know the secrets. For example, their maps have something in common.
In my impression, the man in white calmly walked to her, who had just been resurrected, and said this.
With a smile like a spring breeze, it's like His Royal Highness in a girl's cartoon.
She practiced very hard and wanted to go to the map where the person was located.
But he always rises very fast and never gives her a chance to catch up.
He always lacks teammates and groups of partners.
But he often comes to teach her game skills and patiently tells her some secrets that others don't know.
He is gentler than the moon.
Everyone likes him very much. When he is cheated, even if he doesn't show an angry attitude at all, everyone will still stand up for him.
But one day, this popular person disappeared in that game...
The grass that suddenly woke up looked at the ceiling for a long time.
She looked at the electronic clock and it was less than six o'clock.
She felt that it was too late to go and have a look before breakfast.
It has been so long, why do you still want to go back and have a look?
In the next game, she chose a melee profession with a handsome knife.
A big knife that is very inconsistent with the image of Yu Mancao.
The last time I went offline, I hid in a small basement.
There is a musty smell in the air, just like this game and that memory that has been abandoned by her.
There are also some unread emails that you won't see if they are not on a whim...
She looked at it one by one until she saw a letter from a friend who used to play better.
Stopped my finger...
That morning, she sent two adults away and sat alone at the table eating.
She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and a new person's mobile phone number was stored on it.
As soon as the storage is completed, it is found that the text messages that did not show the number in the past all have the name of the sender.
She hesitated and was about to press the call button when she heard something upstairs.
She saw the nanny clean up some glass fragments from his room. Judging from the shape, it was a broken glass.
She walked in and saw that her dear brother was twisting his forehead and tossing his head in his arms, as if he was about to spit it out.
This should be a splitting brain caused by a hangover.
The nanny came in with a kettle basin and a towel and helped him sit up.
The nanny began to feed him water, and the grass took the basin underneath.
Under the rhythm of drinking a few mouthfuls and changing several pots of water, I finally didn't vomit much.
Leaning against the pillow weakly, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his body was shaking with no center of gravity.
If the basin in her hand was seen by Blueberry, she would probably be quickly disillusioned and stop talking about the phone call.
Originally, there was just an unpleasant smell of alcohol in the room, but now with this pot of vomit, it directly forced the nanny to turn on the ventilation machine.
The nanny took a towel and took out the basin of vomit, leaving the grass to take care of him in the house.
He fell down because he couldn't support his body and bent his body on his side.
Mancao looked at this room, which was very similar to her room, very similar to the guest room.
There is nothing in particular that can show the personality of the people who live here.
Her room, which I just moved here and didn't plan to stay for a long time, is normal like a guest room.
But he is different. He has lived here for a long time...
She returned to her room and put on a helmet.
Today's blue taro is off. Because I haven't practiced for a long time, the level is similar to that of Mancao.
It's still the lineup when playing in the amusement park. Team up to go to the copy.
But... Which team have you ever seen is this kind of lineup!
An output is generally half an auxiliary knight, one output is generally a musketeer who shoots the monster far away, a summoner whose output is unstable and can only rely on summoning the presence of wild monsters, a real auxiliary priest whose output is higher than the first three people, and one that is MISS and 1 without hitting. The little priest who should laugh secretly!
Such unscientific allocation makes their way to brush up capital very inefficient!
Even if there are wild monsters blocking them, a skill makes them hit far away. There is never a lack of BUFF, and you can make up a few mouthfuls of blood from time to time...
But this feeling seems to be that millions of troops are attacking a small five-person village still makes them want to wait for reinforcements that will not appear.
Mancao really wants to accidentally summon a Lilia.
Otherwise, it's okay to summon an adult Leona.
No matter how bad it is, it's good to summon any player.
But they are not what you call. You can call them if you want.
As she summoned, she paid attention to the movements of the blue taro with her spare light.
She remembered her dream in the morning, what happened during the year, the letter, and the number...
"If you want to get a lot of things that others can't get, you have to force yourself to get in contact with a lot of people."
When she was fighting monsters alone near a copy, her master and teammates came to brush the book, and she refused the invitation to be brought to the level.
She was still cutting there alone, and he sent an email with that kind of words.
But that was also the last time she saw him, and he suddenly seemed to evaporate from that place.
Now that you think about it, it must be because he has decided his future, that's why he said such a thing.
Because I knew that I didn't have to see the world anymore, I said this as a goodbye.
"Using each other is just to make each other better alive in this world."