Big watermelon: "Little sister, this is the first anniversary of your departure, I sent you a congratulatory message to the north, no matter where you are at the end of the world, I will curse you to be happy forever." ”

Big watermelon: "In the second year after the young lady left, the game has changed a lot, there are fewer and fewer people on the line, there are almost no wild players, and the once lively games have now become stand-alone...... However, I think it's also very good, so that no one will rob me of fighting monsters, no one will rob me of collecting medicinal materials, and no one will rob me of mining, which is very good. It's just that...... A little lonely, a little bit of missing you, just a little. ”

Big watermelon: "It's been three years, I'm standing in the canyon waiting for you, and I'll tell you quietly that your husband's account will stand at the end of the world every day and wait for you, but it's too boring to ask him and don't say anything." ”

"In the fourth year, when will you go online, young lady, your husband and I are about to become specimens in the game. I am the watermelon head in the canyon, your husband is the wife of the end of the world, pity us two poor men, I am sad for a woman, I am going to find your husband to huddle. ”

"Five years, I'm still here, and I won't give up until you wait. In fact, there is something that I have not told you, young lady, you exist, the game is a glorious and prosperous world, you leave, and our rivers and lakes are in a disaster. It was hard to imagine that one person could decide a river and lake, and I never imagined that I would have the opportunity to witness such a miracle, but to be honest, I didn't want to witness this miracle. By the way, there are a lot of legends about you on the Internet, and when I get bored one day, I will collect them and tell you them in my sixth year. ”

This is the end of the message of the big watermelon, and when I saw this, the warbler's eyes were shaking, and a strange feeling came out of my heart, and I always felt that there were fewer messages from the big watermelon. But she has never played this game, nor has she chatted with the big watermelon, why does she think that the big watermelon has few messages? Could it be that the big watermelon is a very chatty person?

Shi Ying was a little curious about the 'husband' in the mouth of the big watermelon, but she turned over everyone's messages, and Shi Ying didn't find a person similar to 'husband' to leave a message for her.

She pursed her lower lip in boredom, staying in the game and not knowing what to do, not even the basics.

Just as the warbler was about to go offline to rest, the computer suddenly rang softly.

【Private message】Big watermelon: "Goddess...... Sister? ”

"Little sister, it's been five years, and you're finally online! Woo woo, I almost thought you really abandoned us all, but I know you're not that kind of person, even if you don't play games, you'll say goodbye to us, how can you leave without even saying goodbye? ”

"Little sister, you speak, why don't you ignore me, shouldn't you forget who I am for five years? I'm going to be angry. Little sister? ”

The words of the big watermelon on the screen were line after line, and Shi Ying licked the corners of her mouth and looked at it a little dumbfounded.

To be honest, she doesn't know how to use a computer, and she is not even very skilled in the most basic operations, she lived on a ship before coming to the imperial capital, and she didn't use her mobile phone often, let alone a computer.

The private message jumped quickly, which was enough to show how eager the big watermelon was, Shi Ying's fingertips moved subconsciously on the keyboard, and she only had one thought in her heart, wanting to reply to the big watermelon with a message and tell her that she was not herself.

Thinking so, her fingers seemed to have autonomous ability, and she clicked a few times on the keyboard, and when Shi Ying didn't react, the private message had already been replied.

[Private message] is not mentally retarded: "It's not me." ”