I don't need presence or anything

Chapter 341
Aunt Miao took off her glasses, sat on a separate sofa, and carefully read the script of the plot.She reads the plot very fast, making people feel like they are seeing ten lines at a glance, which also makes Xi Xiao very nervous; whenever she raises doubts, Xi Xiao can't hear clearly, Lin Huan will repeat it to Xi Xiao in sign language Xiao Xiao, sometimes there is too much content to be relayed, Lin Huan will get a little closer to Xi Xiao so that she can hear her own voice clearly.

The plot script is very long, and there are many things to tell, but not everyone is interested in listening to it, but everyone still encouraged themselves to pay attention to Aunt Miao's suggestion. Xiaoxue was like a clerk throughout the process, writing constantly Keeping his head down and taking notes, Yuma didn't pay attention to the plot itself, he just kept looking forward to the rumored senior god, she is like a Two-dimensional guide to Yuma, yes An important existence comparable to Master Qianji in the three dimensions.

"I suggest that you use more software tools to organize this node branch, so that the efficiency will be much higher. Moreover, since you are using RM to make a plot-oriented game, some features of RM should also be properly brought into play, such as its Cultivation function. I see that you have a school part of the game, but the content is not too much. If you add a numerical growth system, it will give players some motivation. The numerical value will affect the probability of triggering some random events. Such a plug-in is very good try to find……"

Although Aunt Miao is mainly responsible for the design of the plot copy in "The Song of Xi", it is obvious that she not only knows how to write words, but also has a understanding of the game that is far beyond the cognitive field of everyone. I don’t know what she’s talking about but it must be very powerful.” Only Xiaoxue’s absorption efficiency is the highest. She can interrupt Aunt Miao’s analysis from time to time and put forward her own opinions, which Aunt Miao appreciates very much.

"call……"

When everyone was chatting in full swing, Xia Mo, who was standing behind the sofa, sipping black tea, suddenly had tears in his eyes.

The sudden onset of grief overwhelmed her.

Apparently it's a commonplace situation.

After Gou Huan became not alone, Xia Mo often did this.

She always thinks of ways to show Lin Huan that she is very busy, so as to prove that she is very fulfilling and does not need his company all the time.

Such as sleeping late, such as playing games, such as causing trouble.

At the beginning, it was indeed her thoughts from the bottom of her heart, not a feigned happiness; but even such an optimistic Xia Mo finally ushered in a sense of loneliness that "the excitement belongs to them, and I have nothing" .

She wiped away her tears, carefully put the teacup back to its original place, poured black tea to top it up, and started wandering around Aunt Miao's house.

She is almost 40 years old this year, but has no partner?

She is obviously such a beautiful beauty, there must have been many people chasing her when she was young...

However, there must be someone chasing now.

Xia Mo came to Aunt Miao's desk, and immediately saw the photo frame on the desk.

For a similar scene, you can refer to Lin Boer’s father, Uncle Wu Ke. The photo frame is placed in the place where she often works. It must be someone who is very important to her...

Xia Mo walked over curiously and took a look, but what she saw surprised her very much.

Yes……

own photo?
But that ratio also...

The photo shows Aunt Miao's young photos, which were taken under the Ferris wheel in the playground. When Aunt Miao was still a young girl, the wind seemed to be strong in the photo. In a long beige dress, with one hand holding his own white hat with a large brim, his body tilted slightly, and his smile bloomed like a flower——

Rather than saying it is brilliant, it is better to say it is a kind of happiness. It is more like the expression that couples in love will show, but...

Xia Mo noticed Aunt Miao's figure and movement, the angle of inclination, obviously a pose that can only be posed with a person leaning on her side.

Does it mean that there should be someone here, but it disappeared?

Although some are slightly yellowed, the photos are very well preserved. There should not be such a powerful P-picture technology in that era, but there is indeed nothing beside Aunt Miao.

Just as Xia Mo was obsessed with studying the photo frame, the light in the study suddenly turned on.

The slap startled Xia Mo, and she accidentally knocked down the photo frame.

The person who appeared in front of Xia Mo was the hostess of the house, Aunt Miao herself. She heard the noise and walked quickly to the desk. After seeing the photo frame knocked down by Xia Mo, she straightened the frame and rearranged it again.

At this moment, Xia Mo's heart seemed very flustered, she was very afraid that Aunt Miao's eyes would fall on her, because she would definitely blame herself - that photo frame, that photo must be an irreplaceable precious treasure to her .

However, her worry seemed a little unnecessary. Aunt Miao did not respond to what happened just now. She took out a stack of manuscripts from the drawer of the desk, and then got up to leave. Xia Moyou breathed a sigh of relief. But when Aunt Miao turned off the lights and walked to the door, she stopped.

"Hey... you're here."

Well……

Her voice is very gentle, so Xia Mocai will not be too flustered; on the other hand, from Aunt Miao's tone, she can feel that the "you" in her mouth should be someone else.

Relying on the girl's intuition, Xia Mo naturally connected "you" with the non-existent person in the photo frame.

Maybe he's the same as me...

Countless fragments suddenly flashed back in Xia Mo's mind.

Glasses, late-night campus scenery, Canon D major at the School Celebration Arts Festival, and a man in a windbreaker with sad eyes.

Those scenes flashed back and forth in Xia Mo's mind like a revolving lantern, and Xia Mo's head was also stirred by an electric current. She didn't understand the meaning of these scenes at all, until a scene appeared in that scene that she had never seen before. I have met a girl who I feel I have known for a long time.

call……

After going through all this, the drowsy Xia Mo returned to the living room. Aunt Miao had already put down the manuscript and was sitting and talking with everyone.
"Because I heard Yuner talk about the theme of your work before, I vaguely feel that it is somewhat similar to my experience, so I will naturally have a resonance, probably this is why I will be so close to this work and you Reason."

"A similar experience? Aunt Miao, did you have childhood sweethearts?"

"It's not what I said..." Aunt Miao replied with a smile, "I was in a serious car accident when I was studying. I thought I was hopeless, but I survived miraculously."

"Phew... that's really lucky, otherwise, there would be no masterpiece like "The Wind of the Sea" coming out." Yuma patted his heart and sighed.

"Lucky...?"

Aunt Miao took off her glasses, and she took a sip of the black tea. The hot steam of the black tea dazzled her eyes. She reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes, and the eye sockets suddenly became moist.

"Although I survived the car accident, I always feel that there is something missing in my life after that...that was something that was with me before my car accident, or... what same as people."

"Then, if it was a car accident and the memory was lost, wouldn't other people have any impression?" Lin Huan asked doubtfully.

Aunt Miao shook her head, "I've asked many people around me, but they all acted as if they'd conspired to deceive me, telling me that they hadn't lost anyone. But I can always vaguely feel the love of that person. Existence, just..."

Speaking of which, Aunt Miao suddenly laughed, "Probably like the theme of your game, that person's [sense of existence] has been wiped out."

The sense of existence...was obliterated?

Lin Huan subconsciously looked at Xia Mo, Xia Mo smiled at Lin Huan, and made a V sign to comfort him, so that he would not have to worry about himself.

"However, even if everyone can forget [him], I always feel that only I can never do that... Even if all memories and impressions have been lost, I can't do that." Aunt Miao breathed a long sigh of relief, and then Then he smiled and looked in the direction of Xi Xiao and Lin Huan, "I heard people say that every storyteller has such a sustenance in his heart, maybe [he] is my sustenance."

(End of this chapter)