C20 Quadriocular Correlation

My heart shook as I continued to read.

"Actually, I think you already know who this girl is. I'm sorry, I'm drunk,

Much was said. You are a familiar yet strange friend of mine. I have told you the truth of my heart, but I also seem to have received some kind of release. Perhaps you will never see these words, but I will still speak to you.

Yutang, you are my air. I would rather turn myself into air and be able to search for that ubiquitous tacit understanding in the virtual space with you. However, I still know that in my real world, this is just a dream. I didn't expect that in this virtual space, this is still just a dream. "

After reading the dreamy message, my heart was completely shocked!

I repeatedly read the dreamlike messages, thinking about my beautiful superior Qiu Tong who was high above me in the real world. My heart trembles, the hand holding the mouse trembles, and I constantly tell myself in my heart that I have made a difficult decision, yet I do not dare to move the mouse …

Time passed, and it was late at night.

Finally, with a sigh, I made a difficult decision: to keep my floating friend alive.

That night, Floating Dream didn't come online, and I didn't reply to her message.

I didn't sleep that night.

At this moment, of course I didn't know that Qiu Tong's birth had just surfaced and revealed the tip of an ice mountain that could shake the heavens.

The next day, I was so depressed that I couldn't get out of what I had seen last night. The real Qiutong and the virtual world kept rotating in my mind, and I spent the whole day in a trance.

In the afternoon, he returned to his dorm room, changed into a tracksuit, and ran along Xi'an Road to a shady street square. It was late in the afternoon and there were few people around. I was jogging in the woods, swinging my fists nonstop and thinking about what I had said last night...

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt. In this world, there were many depressing and helpless things. When a person was alive, they would suffer, and they would be in purgatory. He could not help but let out a loud roar as he swung his palm towards a bowl-sized tree trunk and struck it with all his might. The tree trunk trembled, and the leaves began to fall.

Just then, a woman hurried out of the woods and approached me.

Their gazes met, and I was stunned. Qiu Tong.

Qiu Tong was startled when she saw me. She couldn't help but take two steps back.

Looking at Qiu Tong, I remembered the words left behind last night's Illusory Dream, recalling Qiu Tong's miserable life and helpless situation. I suddenly felt a great pain and pain in my heart, as if I had completely forgotten that this was my superior, as well as that I was a little hoodlum in her eyes. I couldn't help but step forward and look at her with a sour gaze, wanting to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth.

"You — what do you want? Don't you want to come over? " Qiu Tong continued retreating, panic flashing through her eyes. She gripped the small bag tightly, looked around, and loudly said, "If you dare to continue forward, I'll have to call for help."

"You — I —" I stared at Qiu Tong, at the hurt and terrified expression in her eyes, and I felt a pang in my heart. I didn't think of her as a female superior at the moment. I only thought of her as an intimate person living in a dream on the internet. I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't know what to say.

I took another step forward, and one of my hands went up.

"Men, come here. There are bad people and there's flowing light." Qiu Tong suddenly shouted loudly and quickly retreated, suddenly leaning against a large tree.

Qiu Tong's voice was drowned in the clamor and noise around us, but I could clearly hear her voice and was startled awake. This wasn't my bosom friend from the virtual world, this was my eldest brother, Qiu Tong, in her eyes, not a great guest with great talents in the air, but an unforgivable bastard. She was filled with hatred and disgust towards me, even contempt and disdain.

I took a few steps back and stared at her, feeling sorry for her.

Qiu Tong carefully stared at me, then slowly moved past me. She suddenly sped away, and after walking for about 10 meters, she stopped and turned her head. "Little brat, I'm warning you, don't let me see you again. If I meet you again and try to violate me, I'll call the police and arrest you."

With that, Qiu Tong trotted away in quick steps.

I watched as Qiu Tong, without looking back, hurried out of the woods, crossed the road, and entered a high-end restaurant across the street.

I looked down at my tracksuit. I was glad I wasn't wearing my distributor's vest, or I would have been in big trouble.

I raised my head to look at the dusky sky above the forest. I couldn't help but feel confused. It was the same Qiu Tong. Why is there such a huge gap between reality and the virtual world? They were both in the same situation, so why was it that when they met on the internet, they were like gods and confidants? Why was it that when they met each other, they were despicable?

Looking at the sunset in the west, I was speechless.

Two days later, Cloud suddenly brought me bad news from the company: I was going to be fired.