"I could, but I don't have to." - This is the deepest tacit understanding and the farthest distance between them.
At the turn of spring and summer in Seireitei, May, the top student of Mao, picked up his master on the virtual battlefield. They turned fire into flames and used the rules of the game to weave a silent game. Taking "no need to explain" as a permanent balance, but frantically testing on the edge of losing control.
When the fuse finally burns to the end, will the end result of this game be reduced to ashes, or will the entire forest be burned down?
An exploration of MMORPG virtual attachment relationships in the world of Death. The author firmly believes that this article has psychological research value (not)
Intention: If you encounter a moment when souls touch each other, don't take a screenshot and hold his hand.