Time is not salty and changeable, Xia Jingyu occasionally recalls the events of Da Zhou, she can't remember the specific details of her death very clearly, after all, in the last few years, she either felt bored every day, or spent it in a coma, Xiuxiu has been with her, Song Yi also occasionally came over to gag, day after day, it was like repeating the day before.

One day, one year, in fact, it doesn't make much difference.

Until she died, Su Cheng didn't come back, looking at Su Cheng and Su Xiuxiu's desire to get married, it was obviously in vain, I only hope that Su Cheng's knot in her heart can be untied as soon as possible, otherwise even if she leaves, she will not feel at ease to leave.

For so long after coming back, Xia Jingyu still didn't use a modern computer, and she didn't bother to register a system by herself and keep it for herself. Somehow, Xia Mushi helped her toss out an old computer, which was the kind she had been using before she crossed over. The production of this kind of computer has long been discontinued, and even the parts are scarce, and I don't know how Chamus did it.

Xia Jingyu turned on the computer, looked at the familiar page, and couldn't help but skillfully type on the keyboard, the novel writers of this era can't tell whether they are more sad or better, the personal computer system can be connected to the writer's brain, the author can rely on voice input, and the computer can directly parse the words and sentences that the writer wants to write, which greatly improves the writer's writing speed, but it also breeds more novels, creates a group of people, and buries a group of people.

Xia Jingyu thought that the novels he wrote back then must have disappeared for a long time. Who else can think about these novels except the author himself?

Xia Mushi is very intimate, the software she used to use, now it is all put on the desktop, after 20, there is no Tencent QQ software, people want to contact. Just use one of the tools on your body to get in touch. Xia Jingyu is still not used to these, and now she sees the familiar QQ, although she is more homely by nature, but there are not many QQ friends. The limited time is either used to read novels, browse forums, or is used by her to type novels.

She casually hung up the original trumpet, and there were even fewer friends in the trumpet, only a few dozen people, one of whom was still her own tuba.

The tuba was silent, and there was no movement. When she was in Da Zhou, she taught Su Xiuxiu to type, and also drew a chat window for her.

For several days in a row, Xia Jingyu held this "antique" computer and began to write novels and play stand-alone games, Xia Mushi didn't say anything, if she wanted to play any stand-alone games, Xia Mushi would find a way to download the game.

One day, she wanted to open QQ as usual. But I was surprised to find that a friend was online.

She clicked on the "My Friend" column, her heart was worried, her hands were still a little trembling, she couldn't understand how anyone other than her could still use this primitive software in 20 years.

When she opened the list, her whole heart was going to stagnate - she, the person who was online, was herself.

Xia Jingyu double-clicked and clicked on the dialog box. Type "Where?" No one replied, but the online icon was still flashing.

"Who are you? Why do I use my QQ number? Still no one replied, Xia Jingyu was a little confused at the moment. Could it be that when has her number been recycled back and now has a new owner? Even if you change to a new owner, you shouldn't be able to have the tools to log in to QQ, after all, in this era, whether it's an old computer or an old mobile phone, there is no longer a sale. And her trumpet can still land. Why?

That night, she was about to close the computer, but the QQ avatar bounced, and a familiar voice came.

Xia Jingyu was startled, clicked on it, and a very polite answer appeared in front of her: "My name is Su Xiuxiu." ”

Xia Jingyu froze on the spot as if she had been shocked, tears instantly covering her face.

For a genius girl like Su Xiuxiu, there is no pressure to learn to use a mobile phone, and soon, she will be able to chat with Xia Jingyu at a speed that is acceptable to people.

"Sister, you're not dead?" When Su Xiuxiu pressed these words, the corners of her mouth were smiling, but she couldn't help but tears flowed down.

"I'm not dead." Xia Jingyu tried to calm down, she used to type so fast, but now she has to think about every word for a long time, and from time to time she wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, "I'm in another world now, alive, living very well." The words were staccato and even the tender was not clear what she was trying to say.

Behind the monitor of the screen, a figure stood for a moment, then finally smiled and walked away with a sigh or something more complicated. Fortunately, he was smart, and it was purely boring to connect the network of different time and space with the current network, but he didn't expect to bring out the current effect, which was beyond his expectations.

Su Xiuxiu said that Xia Jingyu has been away for four or five years, but in fact, Xia Jingyu's return to modern times is only a few months, and it seems that the time passage of the two time and space is disproportionate, so Su Xiuxiu should also be about twenty years old.

Thinking about it this way, it is somewhat strange, Su Xiuxiu when Xia Jingyu left, was still a lot younger than her at that time, and now that she has crossed back, her body is still the original sixteen-year-old body, but it has only been a few months, but Su Xiuxiu has grown by five years in vain, but she is a little older than her.

At this age, in ancient times, it was necessary to allow others.

Xia Jingyu hurriedly inquired about Su Xiuxiu's marriage, Su Xiuxiu in her memory was so good, smart, beautiful and profitable, and she also cooked good dishes, she was gentle and considerate to people, and it was no problem to marry all over Suzhou City.

Su Xiuxiu replied vaguely, married to a handsome young man, and now she is taking care of Allure with her.

Speaking of Allure, Su Xiuxiu's words increased, and at this moment, Su Xiuxiu's typing speed was also much more proficient, and almost paragraph by paragraph, words were sent.

"Sister, do you remember, you used to often describe to me the business empire, a brand, there are many products under it, the same product, as long as it is your brand, can be sold at a very high price, can be sought after by others, as a status symbol...... I've always felt that this is a very beautiful dream, I don't know how my sister came up with such a magnificent picture, but since you said it that day, it has also become my dream, I think of the same dream as you, I feel very beautiful......"

Xia Jingyu was silent for a while, these so-called dreams were actually the words she said casually while lying lazily on the chair after she was full of food and drink, under the reality of a modern large group, she issued a more exaggerated monopoly imagination, maybe even she didn't think that this dream could come true, after all, Allure at that time already had a certain influence in the country, and in her eyes, it seemed to be enough.

She didn't expect that just a casual sentence she said would make this girl worry about it for so long.

"Sister, it's come true, what you said is now true, it's a pity that you're not by my side now, I think, you must really want to see this qiē, but now that you have the opportunity, you can listen to me and listen to my description."

Su Xiuxiu began to describe in detail what Xia Jingyu did after she left, she has been wandering all over the country, but she omitted the family that Xia Jingyu just left, Su Xiuxiu at that time, thought that the whole world was going to be darkened, stay at home, and the whole person was like a walking corpse.

On the third day, Su Cheng rushed back, no one knew how far he came back, only felt that he was covered with dust, his temples were snow-white, he was actually a young man, and the people around him choked up and said that it was when he was on the road that the hair on both sides slowly turned white.

Su Cheng guarded Xia Jingyu's corpse for two whole days, knowing that Sansui was dragging him away, and told him: "If you don't go into the ground, the corpse will rot." ”

"What is in the ground, what do you say, how can she be, she is obviously smaller than the two of us, how can she walk in front of us, you let me go over, let me see her again, I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it, Sansui, you let go of me, I order you to let go of me, you are a servant of my Su family, how can you not listen to my orders, have you forgotten who you are? I command you, let go of me, let me go and see her. ”

With tears in his eyes, Sansui took the requiem dispersed prepared by Song Yi, and only put a little in the air, Su Cheng had not closed his eyes for several days, just such a small dose, he fell asleep groggily because of overdraft, and this sleep actually missed the day of Xia Jingyu's burial.

Su Xiuxiu thought that after Su Cheng woke up, he would learn that Xia Jingyu had been buried, and he would definitely lose control of his feelings, but he just sat on the bed slowly, looking ahead blankly, and finally closed his eyes tiredly and shook his head: "That's it, that's it." ”

Su Xiuxiu didn't mention these details, so the story that Xia Jingyu heard at this time was a long process of how Su Xiuxiu and Su Cheng opened up territory for Allure and continuously expanded the industry.

Su Xiuxiu also mentioned Su Cheng's marriage, just last year, Xia Jingyu at this end was obviously relieved to hear it, and sent a few happy expressions in a row, asking how the girl was.

Su Xiuxiu steadied her mobile phone and described it little by little, the girl she described was very beautiful, her family was good, her personality was also very gentle, she had read books, but she was too quiet many times, and she always embroidered at home when she was fine.

Although Xia Jingyu felt that this girl was a little inadequate, but the typical lady was placed in ancient times, and she was indeed a kind of likable girl, as long as Su Cheng liked it, it didn't matter what she, an emotional outsider, thought.

Su Xiuxiu just didn't say a word - sister, you don't know how much that girl looks like you. (To be continued.) )