It's three o'clock in the morning.
Time passes by minute by second quietly in the lonely ticking of the clock.
The coffee on the table has long since cooled down, and its original fragrance is no longer there. The air is filled with a touch of bitterness and a touch of astringency.
She still couldn't sleep, she just sat quietly at the computer desk, looking at the dark computer screen, quietly in a daze.
More than three months.
For more than three months, she seemed to have had a beautiful and happy dream. She was almost immersed in the beautiful dream world and did not want to wake up.
But dreams always wake up one day.
She didn't want to find that when she woke up from the dream, she had already lost herself.
It's just a game after all, isn't it?
She smiled bitterly, picked up the cooled coffee on the table and drank it in one gulp, letting the cold bitterness flow into her heart, cooling the uneasy throbbing deep in her heart.
——She, Mo Xianhua, is a person with no future.
——That virtual world, that virtual character, including that illusory and vague love, she should forget it, completely forget it!