I am a white horse sent by the system. I cannot run fast, have no light effect, and have mediocre attributes.
My master's name is Guan Shan, and he is a soldier. When he was in the first level, he chose me in Pujiacun, and I fell down twice before he learned to ride.
Later he met an alchemist named Tingchao, who rode a deer with bells. The three of us traveled to the three realms - the Suzaku Bridge in Jinling, the West Lake Embankment in Hangzhou, the snow in Kunlun, and the peach blossoms in Qingqiu.
He said he would not replace me because I was his first horse.
Later, when he reached max level, he had a unicorn and a flying sword, and I was put into the mount pen.
Later, Tingchao left.
He is online less and less. For the last time, he rode me without teleportation and walked the previous path step by step.
He said that he would not delete his account. If he wanted to come back one day, I would have to take him for a ride.
He asked me: "You know the way, right?"
I recognize it.
I am an old horse and I know the way.
Intention: The old horse knows the way and never forgets the original intention. Write a paragraph of silent companionship in the gaming years, and a waiting that will never be deleted.