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Wen Yuan waited for 154 for a long time.

From the autumnal equinox to the spring day, then to the scorching heat, and then the cold wind molds the snow again.He had waited for so long that the face that once domineeringly occupied his memory had been eroded by time and gradually blurred.

He guarded the system for four years, waiting for someone who would not come home.

Occasionally, in the middle of the night, Wen Yuan stared at the operating system in a daze, his face covered with tears unintentionally.

Why are you crying?

He thought that besides his comrade-in-arms affection for 154, he might also like a little more.

No, more than a little.That is a love that is full of heart and eyes, and you can wait four years for it.Wen Yuan, 922, likes 154.

It's New Year's Eve again.

The streets are full of red lanterns, the lights are dim at night, and the crowds are bustling.Wen Yuan stood in the street, the lights of Wanjia suddenly dimmed in his eyes.

This is the fourth year that the people who were pulled into the exam have regained their freedom, and it is also the fourth year that he has waited for 154.

Maybe it won't be long... His heart tightened.

Since September 22nd of the first year, 154 has never responded to any messages.Everything Wen Yuan said to him was recorded, but as if it was his one-man show, no one responded.

Qin Chen has been protecting the system, but... just in case.

What if the person he was waiting for was already gone.

When they are smashing the system.Wen Yuan held a trace of luck in his heart.If 154 is not a system, if 154 will read on oneself without making sacrifices.

He understands that his thoughts are selfish, but this is his last hope.

Ten thousand lives are more important than one concern.

So 154 rushed into the smoke without even looking back.

They are free.

Since then, nothing but death can bring them back together again.

He saw that the real world is still prosperous, but there is no one who has liked for a long time by his side.

The so-called, things are different.

In the system, 154 sorted out the data flow around him, and frowned impatiently.

Now the loopholes in the system are gradually expanding, and the surface is still peaceful, but the inside is already collapsing.The disorder of daily data flow is an early warning before disaster strikes.

Let that idiot know and it's time to worry again.

154 knows, every day 922 will send a message to tell him about the hustle and bustle of the world outside.He can read the love between the lines.

He tried to reply, telling that fool that he could see, told him that he could be with him even for a lifetime, and told him that he liked him for a long time.

Every time it is blocked by the system.

922 waited for him for four years, and he also tried for four years.

To send lovesickness from afar.

Wen Yuan's cell phone vibrated twice, it was a message from Qin Chen.

"There seems to be a problem with the system, come back quickly."

The heart started beating violently.

When he rushed to the R&D department out of breath, a group of researchers had gathered to fix the system.

"We found a huge loophole," the lead researcher said slowly, "it hides itself and expands."

"We're doing everything we can to make it up."

"The risk is high."

Wen Yuan couldn't hear what he was saying, only the roar echoed in his ears.As if someone called him, 922.

This time, he might really lose the person he had been thinking about day and night.

At [-]:[-] am on January [-]th, the last line of defense of the system was breached, and the virus began to invade.

Wen Yuan didn't want to look any more, so he walked out of the base.

It started to snow outside, and his hair was slightly covered with falling fine snowflakes.

You buried the bones in the mud, I sent the world to the world full of snow.

He opened his lips and said, "Liar."

You agreed to accompany me to see the scenery outside the system, and accompany me to travel through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

You promised everyone would be free.

Wen Yuan took out his mobile phone and sent a sentence to 154 with trembling fingertips.

"I like you."

"Wait for me."

At [-]:[-], the system began to crash.

Nothing can bring them back together again but death.

The water in winter is a bit cold, but it is very similar to someone's temperature.

Wen Yuan curled up in the water, going to a promise four years apart.

"I will accompany you to see the scenery outside the system, and accompany you through spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"Fool, I can accompany you forever."

At [-]:[-], the system completely collapsed.

Wen Yuan's dropped cell phone lit up, showing a message that was sent due to a system loophole after numerous attempts.

"I like you too."