This is a story about online games.
It seems that August ten years ago was not as hot as this year.
At that time, I came into contact with online games for the first time and played a game that was later jokingly said that I would never be able to reach the full level in my life.
I think I will probably always remember the moment when I stood in Novice Village for the first time.
After being confused for more than half an hour, I finally figured out that I should take out the cloth from my bag and put it on, and then I happily ran to the butcher in the village to kill the chicken.
The backlight and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart.
Three years ago, I persistently thought that I would definitely become a game planner in the future.
Along the way, I promised many people to make a good game and put them all in the most conspicuous positions as NPCs.
But destiny is something you may never guess.
At that time, I never thought that three years later, I would be on the path I am on now.
In the past three years, I have been struggling.
I gave up too many things and spread my palms, but I was not sure what I got.
Whenever the backlog of negative emotions reaches a breaking point, they can only be swallowed back bit by bit silently in the dark night.
I don't know what will be in the future, but what is certain is that I have missed my original dream and run counter to it.
Maybe one day we won't be able to see each other again.
Fate is like a black hole that cannot be filled, binding us tightly. Maybe it has just revealed its cruel and vicious side, but we have already surrendered.
I would like to dedicate this document to my ten years and your ten years.
I hope Bai Qiqi can take my place and live happily in another parallel time and space.
Friends are next door.
My lover is by my side.