"Jingle Bell"

A classic café in Tokyo's Shibuya district.

Over the years, the café's décor has remained quaint and the prices on the menu are just as prohibitive.

In this café, there are only a few guests, and the gentlemen and ladies of high society enjoy a moment of tranquility amid the pleasant sound of wind chimes.

Here, the two young men seem to be out of place.

Shinkawa Fangzheng and Asamachi Ishino sat in a cubicle, eating crispy snacks while sipping mellow and bitter coffee.

"Woo ......" drank pure American bitter coffee, the frown in the poem was tightened, the young face was full of entanglement, and the big eyes were bright, revealing complex feelings.

A few years ago, the two met in a bank robbery and separated at this café.

Now, back here

From the window, the city has been renewed. The speed at which cosmopolitan cities are developing makes everything look different.

But sitting in this café, poetry always has an inexplicable feeling. Looking at the handsome youth in front of her, her heart throbbed a little.

An emotion gradually grows, grows, and merges into a torrent that breaks her sanity

"Impossible......"

The abrupt voice came from the poetry of Chaotian.

Fang Zheng held a cup of dark bitter coffee, looking like he was enjoying it, with a strong coffee aroma, feeling the mellow taste of sweet and sour.

"It takes more than 20,000 cups of coffee here. If you don't taste it carefully, you'll be furious. What's more, I'm sorry for the hard work on the coffee machine......"

"That's ......"

Hearing this, Shili was slightly stunned, and she lowered her head to hide the joy in her eyes.

Gently pick up the white porcelain coffee cup, sip the bitter coffee, and feel the mellow aroma in the bitterness. This little Lo Ali is also a little drunk.

"Of course, minors shouldn't drink too much coffee either. Fang Zheng said bluntly, the feeling of elegance made Xiao Shi feel a little alienated.

Two people, like creatures of two worlds, the ugly duckling and the white swan, sit together, something is wrong.

"Above, just kidding"

The corners of his mouth were raised, and Fang Zheng smiled slightly. He held up a small snack and put it on the corner of Asaki Shina's mouth to feed the lovely Loari.

"Ah~"

Seeing this, this little poem seems dull. She looked at the pastry in front of her, not knowing whether to take a bite or not

But the feeling in her heart broke through her sanity. Little Lo Ali closed her eyes and gently bit the small snack in Fang Zheng's hand. She gently licked the boy's fingertips with her pale pink tongue.

"Woo......"

A few seconds later, Chaotian Shi Nai chewed a small cookie before he remembered what had happened!

"What a shame, what a shame ......"

The little black-haired Lo Ali whispered, that cowardly look, she couldn't stand the bullying.

Today's Shinai Aada, or a 14-year-old Loari, is far from the ice sniper of GGO games a few years later.

"Hey, hey, don't care about these details~

Fang Zheng said, touching Xiao Shina's hair. The black hair is very smooth and smooth without any dust and stains.

He rubbed Little Loaly's hair and listened to her sad voice. Fang Zheng slowly stood up.

"Okay, what are you going to do......" Looking at Fang Zheng, who had gotten up from the sofa, Chaotian Shi, who had been killed by the collision, looked stiff.

She looked at Fangmasa Shinkawa, who was standing next to her seat, and always felt that the boy would suddenly disappear like last time

"Follow me. ”

Looking at Xiao Luo Ali's worried appearance, Fang Zheng smiled softly and said, "Play games with me." ”

"Ahh

Hearing this, Chaotian Shi Nai jumped up from his seat, and half a cup of bitter coffee was overturned, overturning a full table.

Her white but equally clean uniform was stained with dirty coffee stains.

After a while, at the Shinkawa Home Institute of Advanced Technology. V3 Academy

After a while, at the Shinkawa Home Institute of Advanced Technology.

Two massage sofas and chairs are ready, and a silver goggle-like gaming helmet sits in front of the Sinai door.

"Holographic dive into the game, Sword & God. ”

Fang Zheng gently held Laurie's small hand and pointed to the silver game helmet. He said softly:

"The different worlds of Maochang Jingyan, do you want to try it together?"

"Alright!" said little Loari, nodding unwaveringly, with a look of trust.

"Also, I've helped you connect with the new school and have a lawyer take custody from your home......"

Fang Zheng hugged the trembling little Luo Ali and whispered, "From now on, I will be your brother." ”

"Well..."

As soon as Fang Zheng heard it, he held the poem in his arms. She hesitated. Her thin lips opened slightly, and she asked with a little suspicion:

"Brother, you like brother and sister so much......"

“......”

Two people, coincidentally silent.

A few minutes later, with a gentle smile on his face, Fang Zheng gently picked up Little Lo Ali, and then threw her to the massage chair, and then threw Little Lo Ali onto the massage chair.

"Is this really a game world..."

Young Laurisina leaned against the stone pillar in the starting street square and felt a strong touch.

In the nose, the smell of incense, the air is filled with a fresh, earthy smell, there is no haze from modern industry, and there is no disgusting noise.

"There's no doubt that it's just a game. ”

On one side, Fang Zheng was wearing novice equipment, standing quietly behind Chaotian Shi Nai, and said softly:

"No matter how real it is, it's a fake game world. Don't get obsessed with it, poetry is. ”

Hearing this, Chaotian was slightly stunned, but he still nodded, looking obedient.

After all, Fang Zheng didn't want Asama Shina to be a poor Internet addict girl like the original book.

He believes that there is obviously a problem with the value orientation of the propaganda in the field of the sword god.

Internet addicted youth through the game of death, hugging a beautiful woman home?

What the hell is this?

Indeed, the brass drum and his talent are very good. Whether it's the speed at which he has a nervous reflexes, his addiction to video sports games, or his talent for learning computer programs, he has become a well-deserved sword god.

However, this honor is fake after all.

In a modern society with a population of 7 billion, Tonggu and Ren Zhengfei are just a drop in the ocean.

No one cares if he exists or not. Even if he is in the virtual world, he is nothing more than a pawn in the hands of politicians and capitalists.

"This fake honor has no value at all. ”

Fang Zheng gently hugged the dwarf Luo Ali in front of him and whispered, "Online games are like this. Through a false sense of satisfaction and honor, players will be imprisoned in the game and made to sink for it. ”

"Ah......h

Listening to Fangzheng's boasting, Chaotian Shi was a little dumbfounded.

In her opinion, her peers are like online games, and even some little sisters and dregs of learning regard online games as their whole lives.

Nikawa Fangmasa, an adult, has some thoughts that she can't understand.

"If you don't understand, let's enjoy the game life brought by technology~"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng did not stubbornly explain, but took Laurie Sinai's slender hand and walked out of the starting street.

Feeling the intimacy of the young man, Asama Shina's cheeks flushed with a faint flush.

Perhaps, because this is a virtual game world, she did not rebel against the actions of the founder, but obediently accepted the caresses.

A few minutes later, the two bought new weapons on Starting Point Street.

Now it is still a sealed test in the Sword God realm. There were only a thousand players. The streets are a bit sparse at the beginning and seem a bit wide.

And after seeing this lovely poem, these online players were not surprised. On the contrary, they look plain.