ten years later.
The world's first holographic game - "Real World" was officially launched, and the number of user registrations reached 3 million on the first day of release, setting a record high in the game industry. On the same day, Xingyuan Company released the fantasy series of holographic helmets. In just one week, the sales exceeded the 10 billion mark.
Soon after, Xingyuan Company became the largest leader in the game industry with lightning speed, and was elected as one of the top ten most influential companies in the world. The brain neuron connection technology developed by Lu Yuan, the founder and chairman of Xingyuan Company, has been widely used in key fields such as medical care and military affairs. Lu Yuan even entered the top ten of the global wealth list at a young age.
It is rumored that the founder is handsome and extraordinary, he achieved this achievement when he was less than thirty years old, and he is still single. Not only has wealth and ability, but also good looks, clean and self-respect, he can be called the No.1 golden bachelor, and was rated as the person most want to marry by thousands of women of the year.
But this dream lover of countless boys and girls seems to be sexually frigid, not at all feminine, and there has been no pornographic news for so many years.
"Hey, Brother Lu, why haven't I seen you dated in so many years, you can't be..." At the celebration banquet, Wei Ping drank too much wine, and now he couldn't make jokes that he usually didn't dare to make. "It can't be... like men?"
As he said that, he rubbed his arms seriously, as if he was worried about being missed.
"I'm going, Wei Ping, your head was kicked by a donkey, you dare to make any jokes! Even if Brother Lu likes men, he doesn't like you, okay!" Yu Qing cursed, but couldn't help but say, "But Brother Lu, if you really want to chase men, I, Yu Qing, will absolutely agree with it!"
In fact, she felt in her heart that with Lu Yuan's conditions, if she had the intention of falling in love, no matter if she fell in love with a man or a woman, she should be able to easily catch up with her. I don't know how many people are thinking about Lu Yuan outside. Faced with so many temptations every day, but still able to sit on the Diaoyutai, I'm afraid... because they can't.
Of course, she only dared to think about it, not bb.
Do you like men...
Lu Yuanxu squinted his eyes, a black shadow suddenly flashed in his mind, followed by a sharp pain. It was as if countless thin needles were mercilessly poking his nerves.
There was an indescribable soreness in my heart, stronger than the needle-like pain. He tugged at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't deny it, "Maybe."
The people present were dumbfounded, and chatted for a while, and someone asked, "Mr. Lu, I wonder if I can share with you, when you won the research patent, why did you think of investing in the field of holographic games in the first place? "
Lu Yuan shook the goblet in his hand, something seemed to come out of his mind, his heart felt hot, and he replied almost instinctively: "For one person."
All of you here instantly pricked up your gossip ears, and Yu Qing and Wei Ping were even more curious, "For whom? Damn, Brother Lu, you don't have some white moonlight, do you? We don't know."
You know, they have known each other since they were students, so why don't they know about Lu Yuan's old friend
Lu Yuan stared at the swaying red wine in the glass, fell into deep thought, and remained silent for a long time.
For whom
For whom...
For... who
He frantically asked himself in his heart, the harder he tried to remember, the more his heart seemed to be torn open, bloody and empty, but he couldn't remember anything.
Who is he... for
With a "click", the red wine glass shattered, spilling the red wine and glass shards all over the floor. Lu Yuan's eyes were red and his headache was about to split. There were bursts of worried words coming from around him, but he couldn't listen to anything. He just stood up unsteadily and left the seat in a daze.
Who is he... for
…
The 100-story building pierces into the sky.
On the top floor of the building, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the world.
The man's appearance is extremely outstanding, his facial features are three-dimensional and magnificent, his shoulders are wide and his legs are long, every detail seems to have been carefully engraved, and his every gesture reveals the charm of a mature man. It's a pity that those light-colored eyes that have haunted countless women are filled with an unspeakable sadness and despair at this moment.
Prestige, status, wealth... He has too many things that the world envies. He seems to have everything, but only he knows that since a certain day, his heart has been empty, as if he has lost something important.
It seems that when I wake up, everything is normal, but extraordinary.
In the once cramped and crowded home, there was a big bear doll the height of an adult. The doll is simple and cute, but it takes up a lot of space. No matter how he thinks about it, he can't remember why he bought it back home in the first place.
Obviously, he doesn't like this kind of useless decoration the most.
But he was reluctant to throw it away.
When shopping in the mall, he always bought a pack of white rabbit toffee uncontrollably, which became a habit.
Obviously, the food he hates the most is dessert.
But he bought it again and again, as if possessed.
During the last period of high school, he was admitted early tomorrow, but he still stubbornly and persistently went to school and studied the subjects he had learned long ago.
The seat next to him was empty, but he couldn't help but look back again and again, as if someone was sitting there. In the dark, he always felt that he also had a deskmate, but everyone told him that from the beginning to the end, he sat alone.
Occasionally, when his classmates talked about art students, various art schools would flash through his mind, including the scores of each school in recent years, all vividly in his mind.
It's like, the memory is gone, but the instinct is still there.
He felt as if he had forgotten something. In other words, someone was forgotten.
But no matter how he went to the hospital for examination, he only got the conclusion that all indicators were normal. The psychiatrist told him that maybe he was too lonely, subconsciously fantasizing the illusion of being accompanied.
So he let go of his aloofness and took the initiative to make friends of all kinds, but no amount of friends could alleviate the loneliness and emptiness engraved in his bones.
Over the years, he has been studying, researching, and working day and night, just to create a real era of holographic games. It seems that only in this way can he forget his troubles a little bit.
To create a real holographic game, this dream is like the instinct and obsession engraved deep in the memory, which is indelible. Finally, after ten years, he succeeded.
But he couldn't feel any joy, only a strong sense of loss that was stronger every day.
He did it, then what
He seemed to have everything and yet have nothing.
A voice in the back of his head kept telling him that when he created a true holographic game, he would give it as a gift to… to… who
Lu Yuan covered his head in pain, his eyes were swollen red, he smashed things around him like crazy, pieces of antique decorations worth millions exploded at his feet, his hands were accidentally cut by a sharp weapon, he All unaware, wanton venting.
It wasn't until there was nothing but a mess around him that he lost his soul and slid to the ground in a state of desperation. Throat choked, he raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes were wet.
He seems to have lost the most important thing, but what is it...
What exactly... is it
…
The author has something to say: The first world is finally finished. In fact, the final chapter is quite cruel in my head. I didn’t expect to write it without cruelty. I’m too good at it_(:з」∠) _
If there is no accident, the next world will be holographic + entertainment circle. If I can’t write it, I may adjust it. I will start writing after a few days off_(:з」∠)_
By the way, I would like to ask for the surname of Shou, Yuan character is unchanged, if you have any favorite surname, please tell me _(:з」∠)_