Sea King's Self-cultivation

Four years later.

Daydream has stopped operating the game "Love and God" for four years, and suddenly announced the restart of the project recently. However, all the characters and game plots in the restart project have been cleared, and the game will introduce new characters and copies.

Compared with the joy and startup of the new players for the game restart, the old players are much sadder.

[Even if it is still called "Love and the Male God", if it is no longer a copy of the previous game... I always feel that something is missing. 】

[I who heard the news of the restart: Good!Grandpa's youth is back!After reading the announcement, I: Damn!Grandpa's youth is over! 】

[It was inexplicable that it suddenly stopped operating four years ago. I didn't expect that four years later, the dog company is still not a man! 】

[Since the project has been restarted, why do you have to replace it all with a new copy?Is it bad to keep old copies of game characters?It's so much easier. 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. I miss chuya, I miss chuya, miss dazai. 】

[So why not keep the plot and game characters of the old copy? 】

……

So why not keep the plot and game characters of the old copy?

This question is not only asked by old players, but even new players find Daydream's approach very puzzling.

The explanation given by Daydream is as follows: 【It’s not that we don’t want to continue to use the previous copy. The reason for all the restarts is because all the game characters ran away from home four years ago. 】

Players: Meow meow? ? ?

This outrageous remark ignited the anger of the players, and the official was scolded bloody by the players again.

In desperation, Daydream finally compromised and offered a benefit.

Before the version is completely updated, the game will be opened for a short time. Players still have a period of time to recall their previous game experience on the map of the old copy.

……

When Xing Xing heard the news, she had just finished her first exhibition.

Four years have passed, and she has graduated from university. In fact, Xingxing was still not sure what career she wanted to pursue in the future.Her mother is a world-renowned violinist, perhaps influenced by her mother, Xingxing has always had a strong interest in music, painting, drama, writing, etc., and her parents also invited teachers to train her since she was a child. What, Xingxing doesn't have a clear goal.

"It's okay, since Xingxing likes them all, let's try them all."

Mom and Dad are so encouraging.

In her previous life, Xingxing didn't have a solid backing, her life started in hell, not to mention chasing her dreams, she had to use all her strength to survive, and if she took a wrong step, it would be an abyss.

But this time, a good family background and the enlightenedness of her parents not only gave her the opportunity to be cultivated, but also gave her sufficient trial and error costs, giving her enough time to pursue the meaning of her existence.

After four years of searching and exploring in college, Xingxing finally determined her dream.

She wants to be a painter.

Even without a camera, you can reproduce the precious scene in your heart through simple lines and colors.

There is no limitation of words, nor does it matter about the distance of time and space. Even if there is a hundred years apart, someone can still experience the mood of the painter a hundred years ago from the painting.

It is a palace of imagination and creation, as well as a carrier of memory and emotion.

With the basic skills and skills accumulated since childhood, Xing Xing studied hard and practiced hard, actively participated in various competitions, and became a well-known painter before she graduated.

"Give her some more time, and she can grow into a more stunning appearance."

One of the long-established painters in the industry once appraised Xing Xing's paintings.

The exhibition held this time was unexpectedly popular. Friends helped Xingxing a lot. In order to thank them for taking care of her, after the work was over, Xingxing drew a picture for everyone who helped her. Draw it and prepare it for them on their birthday.

In addition to relatives and friends, in fact, she still kept a portrait, but... maybe there is no chance to send it out.

Xingxing thought.

……

Daydream's game announcement was told by Sakura. She knew that Xingxing liked to play the game "Love and God" for a while, so she reminded her whether to go to the old place to revisit before the server was completely shut down. some?

Xingxing was stunned for a long time after hearing the news.

The game world collapsed four years ago, and all the consciousness replicas that were invested in it have all returned to their own bodies in the real world.

Things are different, people are gone, there are no characters, only an empty map is left, even if you go back to the old place to revisit, it will only add to the melancholy.

What's the point?

Besides, she has already known them in reality, just like the paper people come true, it seems that there should be no regrets.

Yes, there should be no regrets.

Xingxing boarded the game, looked at the game interface, looked at [Japan-Yokohama], [Italy-Sicily], [Japan-Bingsheng] and other maps, but did not click in for a long time.

She looked at the countdown on the upper left of the game interface.

There are still ten days before the copy is completely closed.

It happened to be the end of her birthday.

……never mind.

Before closing the game, the inbox in the game suddenly dinged.

[Lovely player, in order to make up for the bad experience brought to you by closing the server, our company will specially give you a special gift!You are welcome, I wish you a happy life and happy every day~

——by Forever Love Xingxing Baby’s Pink Dumplings]

...a special gift?

Soon after, Xingxing's birthday came as scheduled.

In order to celebrate this birthday, the family specially held a birthday party for her. They not only invited friends who grew up together, but also invited many seniors and teachers who gave Xingxing a lot of help. .

But Xingxing was a little devastated.

Because she discovered that the special gift that the game company said seemed to be... memory.

In the past few days, several of the fish she had raised in the game seemed to have vague memories of getting along with her in the game.

The first person to remember was Kise Ryota.

It was a very ordinary evening, the national competition had just ended, and Xing Xing's school won the championship without any suspense because of the people in [Generation of Miracles].As a good friend of the selected managers of the basketball department, Xing Xing received party invitations without exception.

In the middle of the party, Xing Xing went out to breathe, and happened to meet Kise Ryota who also came out to breathe for some reason, and the two greeted him. His usual relaxed tone seemed to suddenly have some other emotions: "Actually, I am I dreamed about Xiao Xing last night."

Xingxing was taken aback: "What?"

"Well, how should I put it, it's a dream with a good start." Kise Ryota smiled and rubbed his head, messing up his hair, "In the dream, we met in high school, and Xiao Xing liked me very much , but I was a bastard in the dream, I kept trampling on your mind, so in the end... I still missed it."

Xingxing:? ! ? ! ? !

This dream is a bit familiar!

Isn't it the plot of the first copy in the game!

Xingxing was shocked: Didn't the system say that characters in reality only have the emotions in the game, and don't have memories?What is rhythm?She is already tired of coping with the Shura field now, what will happen next after recovering her memory!

So Xingxing had no choice but to pretend to be stupid: "Mr. Huang Lai, the things in the dream are all fake, you can't take it seriously."

"...But it's too real." Kise Ryota seemed a little depressed, "Really...is it just a dream?"

Xingxing nodded firmly with cold sweat all over her body: "Yes."

After finally fooling Kise Ryota, before Xingxing could breathe a sigh of relief, she met Heizi Tetsuya again.

Heizi Tetsuya: "Student Shimizu, I had a dream not long ago."

Xingxing: "..."

The blue-haired boy looked calm: "It's strange. The Qingshui classmate in my dream is quite different from the Qingshui classmate in reality. She is good at dealing with many people, but even if I know her nature, I will still be attracted by her." attract."

Xingxing: "..."

The blue-haired boy looked at her, seemed a little confused and said, "Student Qing Shui, the person in the dream—"

Xingxing quickly interrupted him, and said sincerely: "Student Heizi, we have to believe in science. How can we take things in dreams seriously?"

...But she never expected that this was just the beginning.

Not long after, Xingxing suddenly received a transoceanic call.

From Italy, which is eight time zones away from Japan.

Xingxing pressed the answer button, there was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time, only the sound of shallow and silent breathing could be heard.

"Sawada-kun?"

After a long time, the other party seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Well... I'm sorry to bother you so late, I just want to reconfirm the time of the birthday party."

"Is Sawada-kun in Italy right now? It's just a birthday party, and I rushed back from abroad, won't it be too much trouble for you?"

Xingxing worried.

"No trouble, I just want to come back to see Nana's mother." Sawada Tsunayoshi said gently, "Besides... I haven't seen Xing for a long time."

He should... also had a dream related to the game, recalling everything he experienced in the dream.

Putting down the phone, Xingxing thought so.

Although Sawada Tsunayoshi was very restrained and decent, he forgot that he used to call her "Shimizu-kun". When did he call her "Xing"?

However, since he didn't want to embarrass her by saying it, Xingxing naturally wouldn't take the initiative to pierce this layer of paper.

On the birthday, the party was very lively, not only Xing Xing was happy, but even Xing Xing's golden retriever happily chased his tail around when he saw so many people at home.

The party lasted from noon to night, and by the time it was over, the night sky was already full of stars.

Osamu Dazai was the last one to leave. Before he left, Xingxing gave him the portrait he had painted before.

The eyes of the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker fell on the painting.

The person in the painting is wearing a sand-colored windbreaker just like him, and the evening wind blows gently and tenderly at the corners of the clothes. The setting sun melts gold and sparkles, and even his slightly curly hair is coated with a faint halo.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as gentle as a dream.

With such gentle brushstrokes, the person who wrote the brush must also be painting with a very gentle mood.

Osamu Dazai slightly bent his fingers, and put his knuckles against his chin: "Hey... so I am like this in Miss Shimizu's heart?"

"Yes. Mr. Dazai has always been very gentle in my heart." Xingxing nodded seriously, and raised her eyes to look at him, "Thank you."

[Thank you for giving up your identity in the game so that we can meet again for the last time separated by two worlds. 】

[Thank you, even if you restore your memory, you never mention the past. 】

She didn't say why thank you, and he didn't ask.

Sometimes, it is not necessary to express verbally in order to understand the meaning of the other party.

The moment their eyes met, the unfinished words dissipated in the air like the mist exhaled in winter.

He smiled at her and put his hands in his pockets, just like when they first met: "You're welcome."

He did not reject the painting.

Because he knew very well that the person in the painting was none other than him.

She can't get this wrong.

Like irreplaceable.

There is still an hour before the end of the day, and the topic of #《恋和男神》老式应该必威失去去去# rushed to the top of the hot search list.

The square is full of screenshots of themselves in the game sent by sad players.

Xingxing originally made up her mind not to log in to the game anymore, but when she saw those screenshots full of memories, she suddenly hesitated.

[Yokohama], [Binsheng], [Sicily], [Teiko]...

Even if the server is reopened, these maps will not be open again.

It's like someone you can't see, and you won't see each other again.

In fact, she also knows, just like how she felt when she was unwilling to board the game and then go to the map to look at it - without the same people as before, even the familiar scenery is nothing but sadness.

What's the point?

but……

but.

But in the future, even the familiar scenery will no longer exist.

Go see it again.

The trams that go back and forth in the city, the sunrise and sunset by the sea, the golden ginkgo leaves scattered all over the park, and the rising and falling wings of seabirds when they hover.

Go back and see where they've been.

There are only 10 minutes left until the old copy is closed.

Xingxing didn't hesitate any longer. She opened the game. Although she hadn't logged in for four years, her account number and password were as profound as a mathematical formula she had memorized countless times.

After she finished typing, she nervously pressed the login button.

…and got stuck on the login page.

There are only 10 minutes left before the dungeon closes. Regardless of old players or new players, they want to seize the last chance to spend the last time in the game. The influx of players is too large, and the server crashes.

Xingxing: ... Fuck.

Xingxing put down the mouse, leaned back on the chair discouragedly, and sighed helplessly.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life. Even if she feels that she is fully prepared to face an event, she may be interrupted by a sudden accident.

This is the truth she learned in her previous life.

But her life this time can already be called very complete.One should not be too greedy, and always pursue perfection. Sometimes even if it is only perfect, one is already very lucky.

It cannot be forced.

She watched the countdown to close the server to zero, and after a long time, she closed the game interface.

Xingxing stood up from the seat, but just turned around, and then stayed where she was.

The system prompt sounded in my ear.

[Dear player, the special gift for you has arrived, please pay attention to check~]

But Xingxing didn't care about the system's prompts anymore, she just stared blankly at the young man in black who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, wondering if this was just a dream.

"... Mr. Dazai?"

"How? These are all drawn by me, I'm super good now, right?"

Xingxing said with her hands on her hips.

Suddenly seeing someone whom I thought I would never see again, after a brief loss of speech, is a long overdue surprise.

Not busy exploring why Osamu Dazai appeared in her own world, Xingxing happily showed him her achievements over the past four years, exuding a sense of pride of "praise me quickly", like a bird A lively and arrogant kitten, even the little ears on its head are moving.

The eyes of the young man in black flicked over the paintings she took out one by one, and finally his eyes stopped on her face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Well, it's amazing."

Compared with four years ago, the 22-year-old Xingxing's appearance has hardly changed, but her dressing style has become more elegant and ladylike than the previous cute and lively.

It's just that the temperament is obviously still very innocent.

While he was looking at the painting, Xing Xing was secretly looking at him.

Compared with four years ago, Dazai-san doesn't seem to have changed at all, it is true that the appearance has not changed at all.

But that's right, if he had grown and aged like an ordinary human, it would have been impossible to wait for her for so many years.

Time seemed to stand still for him.

Thinking of this, Xingxing was both happy and a little sad.

Time, space, past life, present life...all of these are like a moat between them, even if they can see each other for a short time, he will return to the world he is in in the end.

The saying "There is always a banquet in the world" is really sad. Why do all gatherings have to have a day of parting?

She doesn't want to leave.

"Mr. Dazai is here this time, when will he leave?"

Xingxing asked in a low voice.

"When does Miss Shimizu want me to leave?"

"...It still depends on the time limit." Xingxing drooped her little head, "I told you, it doesn't count."

"Hmm..." He pondered for a while, "If we follow the time limit of world consciousness, I can stay here for another minute at most."

1 minutes?

Although Xingxing didn't expect him to stay for a long time at first, she also thought that at least she should leave tomorrow, right?

1 minutes?

Don't talk about reminiscing about the past, even saying goodbye is not enough!

Xingxing almost cried out loud!

When her teary eyes were blurred, she was hugged into someone's arms and rubbed the top of her hair. Her gentle and pleasant voice came directly from the top of her head, with a narrow smile: "Why are you crying? I haven't said anything yet." It's over."

Then Osamu Dazai explained that originally the two worlds were not connected to each other, but over the past four years, through his various attempts, he has achieved a balance between his world consciousness and Xingxing's world consciousness. He, Xingxing can also travel between the two worlds at will.

"This matter, Shimizu-kun also helped a lot."

Xingxing was a little surprised: "Brother? But brother—" Don't you really hate Mr. Dazai?

The moment the words came out, Xingxing paused again.

Although my brother hates Osamu Dazai and wishes he would never appear in front of her, but...

But brother loves her.

He hated Osamu Dazai, but he couldn't bear her to be sad.

Is this also the reason for not disclosing the news for four years?

Because she is not sure whether she can succeed, I don't want to let her have hope first, and then get hurt and disappointed.

"Then tell me before you start!" Xingxing was held in his arms, her cheeks bulging into buns, "Hmph, I hate you."

"Well, I like you."

Osamu Dazai deliberately pinched her soft cheeks.

Xingxing stretched out her arms to hug him, and raised her face happily to look at him: "After that, will Mr. Dazai stay by my side all the time?"

"Well, I will always be by your side."

He said softly, but it was as heavy as an eternal promise.

Although it was past twelve o'clock, Xingxing was still excited and didn't feel tired.

She talked to him happily, saying what she had done in the past four years, what friends she had made, where she had been, what delicious food she had eaten, and that she could take him there next time.

Before she knew it, the hour hand in the quartz clock had passed four laps, and Xing Xing was finally too sleepy to hold on.

"Where is Mr. Dazai? What has Mr. Dazai been doing these four years?"

The sleepy Xingxing forced herself to ask.

"Expanding power, participating in meaningless banquets, negotiating or cooperating with different organizations... Generally speaking, compared with Miss Shimizu, it is much more boring."

He said, his eyes stayed on the girl who was too sleepy and about to fall asleep, he bent down and picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

In fact, what I just said is not entirely true.

To see her—that was what he had been doing for four years.

His eyes fell on her soft pink cheeks, and he reached out to remove a strand of hair that she had accidentally held in his mouth.

But Xingxing seemed to be slightly alarmed, she closed her eyes and muttered: "Well... I still have a finished painting that I haven't shown to Mr. Dazai, but I want to give it to you..."

He rubbed her little head.

Half asleep and half awake, Xing Xing heard him whisper softly.

"Don't worry, we still have a lot of time."