Foreword: This chapter mainly tells about the protagonist's previous experiences, and it has little to do with the main story, so book friends who don't want to read it can skip it.

This bundle of red madder is of good quality......

These moon orchids have grown to a dark blue......

The sap of the Kasa tree tastes good......

"Boss, can this lake bud leaf be cheaper, I'll buy 10 pieces, give me a 20% discount." Sherlock haggled at the exit, he had said this line dozens of times, and it was almost becoming his mantra.

It's just that the moment he finished speaking, the green sprouts on the stall information suddenly disappeared, and there were no other players around him, it could only be that the stall owner withdrew himself.

"Now the price has been changed, 200 gold a piece." A female voice that seemed somewhat familiar came from across the stall.

Obediently, the price has doubled directly, and it is the first time that Sherlock has seen someone sell something like this, how much does he look like a fat sheep, or does the other party think he is mentally retarded.

Although this lake bud leaf is rare, it is not a precious material that must be used, and he shook his head helplessly and was ready to continue shopping, but the pretty face that was raised made him have to stop his steps.

After the two looked at each other across the booth for a long time, Sherlock finally spoke first.

"Long time no see, Sister Sugar."

"Long time no see, Sherlock."

What followed was a long silence, and Sherlock was a little caught off guard by meeting this person so suddenly, he had prepared a lot of lines for the two to meet again, but now he couldn't say a word, he knew that he should have pretended not to recognize it just now and walked away silently.

As if hearing Sherlock's heart, the female player on the other side of the booth showed a knowing smile and said, "After saying hello, do you regret it?" ”

Sherlock scratched his head and said with an awkward smile, "No, just a little surprised." ”

"Then are you surprised to see me, or are you surprised to see me?"

"Is there any difference between the two?"

"The difference is that you can buy my lake buds for 50 gold a piece or 200 a piece."

"100 gold pieces will do."

"Yes, didn't you say that no one would get along with money when you left 5 years ago, or did you think that our relationship was not even worth 50 gold?"

From the aggressiveness at the beginning to the later sarcastic metaphors, Sherlock also knew that the other party still remembered the events of the past, so he could only show a wry smile and said: "Sister Tang, does it have to be so cold to speak?" ”

"It's like a couple of lovers, after a breakup, one is alone, but the other is happy, what do you think the former will think of the latter?"

After such a long time, I didn't expect the other party's temperament to be like this, and such a direct sentence made Sherlock unable to take a word.

This awkward atmosphere lasted for nearly a minute, and just as he had organized his words and was about to speak again, the other party spoke first.

"However, for the sake of not dishonoring me, I can accept your apology."

For Sherlock, if there is anyone he is sorry for in his life, it is the woman in front of him who brought him into the gaming world.

From a novice gamer to an elite player, his most difficult five years came through with the help of the other party, but like all full-fledged eagles eager to soar, he left the other party's studio for his own development.

For the studio, he can be said to be benevolent, but for this woman, he always feels guilty.

didn't expect that after five years, the two would meet again in this way, and this time, maybe it was his last chance to find this friend.

"Are you free now, I'll take you somewhere." Sherlock didn't say anything like I'm sorry, and he has never had a high emotional intelligence, preferring to speak with his actions.

"I've got an hour left to play!"

"Enough!"

Pulling each other along the way, he left the gloomy Players Bazaar, made his way through the crowds, and finally ran into a tavern.

"Jack, can you lend me the kitchen?"

Sherlock called out to the tavern waiter who was flirting with him, and after asking for the other's permission, he ran into the kitchen and tinkered with his best barbecue.

When he encountered beef soup on a merchant ship, he still kept some ingredients, not much, but the barbecue for one or two servings was still enough.

Instead of using precious ingredients such as white bear meat and swift meat, all the skin and internal organs of a bell chicken were removed, leaving only a chicken skeleton.

What he's going to cook this time is the one that has to go to two skewers every night off the assembly line - a grilled chicken rack.

On a snowy winter night, there was only one lit barbecue stand, and two men and women rubbing their hands, which was probably one of the few scenes he would never forget.

There is no doubt that when Sherlock returned with two strings of chicken racks, the woman who called herself a literary young woman could not resist the power of this memory killing.

"Sherlock, do you know why I always dragged you with me to the barbecue?"

"I'm curious about this question too?"

At that time, there were many people under Sister Tang in the studio, Sherlock was inconspicuous as a newcomer, his skills were average, his appearance was average, and he couldn't speak, so he wondered why the other party wanted to go to the barbecue with him.

"Because you're the only one who eats barbecue and still has AA with me, I've been wondering when you're going to treat me to a meal." Speaking of this, she also seemed to be amused by her behavior, and said: "I didn't expect that I had been waiting for this meal for 10 years. ”

Well, Sherlock thought of a thousand reasons, and even thought of the reason why the other party liked him, but he didn't expect it to be such a slightly absurd result in the end.

In the studio, Sister Tang's Wenqing disease is well known, such a person would be entangled in a barbecue for less than 10 quick dollars, and sure enough, the world of female Wenqing is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

But it didn't matter, the other party's laughter finally unraveled the last bit of mustard between the two parties, and Sherlock finally found the feeling when the two got along.

The five-year relationship has not been consumed much by time, and there is even a little more reunion after a long absence, the feeling of knowing the hometown, and talking about the people and things of the year is like a heart and a soul, sometimes feeling nostalgic and sometimes happy.

It wasn't until the other party's offline time came that the two ended the conversation.

"I'll go offline first, and we'll talk next time, remember to apply through my friends."

Sherlock looked at the ID displayed in the application and wondered, "Tang Lingyue, didn't you call the dignified Tang family's eldest lady in the past?" ”

"Huh! Do you think a 32-year-old woman can still call this ID? ”

With this slightly helpless self-deprecation, the seat next to Sherlock became vacant.