white space.
One person and one ball stand in front of a cube.
Recently, the workload has dropped sharply, so the inspectors have a lot of leisure time. They accidentally discovered that a dungeon that had been closed for a long time had a player logged in, so they looked at it curiously.
The manga man looked at what happened in the cube, and whispered in a weird tone: "It gave her a pair of shoes."
The ball said: "What does it mean? Anyway, it's not a prop, so you don't need to worry about affecting the balance of the game."
The manga man hesitated: "Is it really not going to affect it? Although it's just a pair of shoes, there's obviously something wrong with its attitude..."
The ball shook impatiently, "Oh, the system doesn't set rules for our attitude, and don't you also treat some players differently? It's normal!"
The manga man hurriedly defended: "How can it be the same?! Although I look at them differently, I haven't given anything..."
"Did you give away less?" Ball called. "You not only gave away shoes, you also gave away 214 luxurious dresses! 349 pieces of jewelry! 102 pieces of gold and silver tableware! 78 pieces of weapons! Even velvet quilts and pillows were covered with She took a lot, didn't she?!"
The manga man choked: "..."
The ball continued to watch the situation in the cube, and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is really optimistic about her, or... I will give you something too?"
Comic male: "… "
…
Bai Youwei, who left the game, is on her way back.
The rain was pouring down, with the chill of autumn.
Fortunately, I wore shoes, otherwise I would have to go back in muddy water. Thinking about it this way, although this gift is not a prop, it is practical.
After walking for five or six minutes, an off-road vehicle suddenly drove in front of the road.
Bai Youwei recognized that it was Shen Mo's car, but now across the misty rain curtain, she couldn't see if the man in the driver's seat was him...
The car drove fast, Bai Youwei gave way to the side of the road, and was inevitably splashed with mud on the skirt.
Bai Youwei: "..."
If the person getting off the car is not Shen Mo, she must make him look good.
The car door opened quickly, Shen Mo grabbed her hand as soon as he got out of the car, frowned and asked, "Where did you go?"
Bai Youwei hesitated where to start.
At this time, Shen Mo saw her dirty skirt, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and he asked, "How did you make it like this?"
She blurted out, "What do you think?"
Shen Mo: "..."
After two seconds of silence, he pulled her into the car, closed the door, and then went around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat—
The door slammed shut.
In the small enclosed space, Bai Youwei only saw the wipers swaying in front of her eyes.
She remembered something very important, and immediately turned her head and asked Shen Mo, "Why don't you react at all?!"
Shouldn't it be a shock to see her walking independently out of her wheelchair!
Shen Mo pulled out a tissue from the drawer in the car, wiped the rain on her face, and wiped the mud spots on her skirt. There was a little helplessness in her plain tone: "I watched it almost 800 times in the surveillance video."
Bai Youwei was stunned.
Electricity and internet were restored in the city, and traffic surveillance cameras were of course functional, no wonder she was found so quickly.
Bai Youwei continued to ask without giving up: "How did you feel when you watched it for the first time?"
Shen Mo wiped the paper towel, kneaded it at will, and took out a few more paper towels to continue wiping.
"Height, a little taller than I thought," he replied.
Bai Youwei: "..."
What a rude answer.
"And..." Shen Mo's movements in his hands stopped, and he looked up at her, "I'm not as happy as I imagined."
Bai Youwei was stunned.
Shen Mo got closer, put a kiss on her forehead, and sighed: "I can't see you in the wheelchair, I feel like you will run away at any time... So, I'm very uneasy."