Chapter 929 Chapter nine hundred and twenty-seven · "Please let me go to my ideal country."

   Looking at these thousands of comments, she was moved, sad, and even terrified. It seems that what is in front of us is not the Internet, but a tsunami composed of tens of millions of people.

   Once the tsunami collapses, she will be submerged instantly.

  If she was splashed with dirty water or stigmatized, would these people still love her so much?

   "Dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

   "Come in." Su Luoluo said.

   Lu Shu, in a sweatshirt and suit trousers, stepped on slippers and walked in, holding a box of medicine in his hand.

   "Su Mingan asked me to go to the hospital to buy new medicines. He said not to take the medicines you took before." Lu Shu said, "He won't be able to come back these few days. I will be responsible for staying here."

  Su Luoluo smiled reluctantly, which was uglier than crying: "Well, thank him, and thank you too."

   Lu Shu stood at the door, silent for a while: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."

  He can understand this feeling. When he was very young, he was forced to show a smile that he was not good at, and greet those relatives who had ghosts. That feeling is worse than eating garbage.

  Su Luoluo rubbed his face, only to realize that he was smiling.

   "Little Yunduo, is he really not coming back?" Su Luoluo asked.

  In the morning, she sent him to the college entrance examination, but in the afternoon, she suddenly received the news that "Su Wensheng is a different species". It seems that in an instant, he has changed from a rising star to a wanted criminal that everyone fears, just because of his identity as a "heterogeneous".

   "He...should not be back in a short time." Lu Shu said: "This is equivalent to Novice Village, and it is no longer the map he wants to go to... Do you understand what that means?"

Su Luoluo was stunned: "What you mean is that the plot of the map 'Daoya City' is over, he is going to fly to a higher and farther place, I am like the initial npc of a novice village, right? ?”

  Lu Shu didn't expect Su Luoluo to see it so thoroughly: "It won't be that bad. Look, he will buy you medicine."

  Su Luoluo took the pill box: "I see."

  Lu Shu closed the door and left.

  In the dark room, Su Luoluo opened the medicine box while looking at his anchor homepage.

  She knew that Xiao Yunduo was very good, so good that it was touching. He advanced her mother's medical bills and let her live in his house. The bad thing is her, she is always confused by her gap and powerlessness.

  The number of fans has exceeded 800,000, and she has faintly stepped into the upper-middle-level anchor level. Many people have expressed their love for her. But those who had an opinion on No. 1 Dream Tourer did not dare to criticize No. 1 Dream Tourer, so they vented their anger on her.

  Su Mingan, who manages comments, has left. Su Luoluo must face up to these negative comments. This is her job.

   "Kacha" Su Luoluo bit the tablet and took it with water, but she didn't feel peaceful. The black and white words on the screen were all words she was familiar with, but when combined they looked sinister and strange.

  【Ruoli: In just four days, with 800,000 fans, she will definitely become a terrifying anchor. 】

  【Reverse Soul: I always feel that her eyes are world-weary, am I the only one who thinks so? 】

  【Crazy: This anchor's eyes are almost glued to the No. 1 Dream Patrolman, likes and dislikes, I guess he is very good at playing offline. 】

  【Zixu: The editing level of the video is the same, I can’t see why it’s so popular, the list is all over the place. 】

  【Bingfengzhi: "Miss Demon King" is a good second grader. Does she really think she is the hero of the world? Good mouth area, one's narcissism. 】

  【Monotonous point: People who live in the spiritual world are like this. 】

  …

  She clicked on her homepage, and she was greeted with words calling her a bitch.

   Click on her private message, and the oncoming person asks her how much it is for one night.

   Click on her own news, and the comments are about her face and figure.

  ...This medicine doesn't seem to work.

  The field of vision is still fading, and everything seems to be covered with a layer of gray fog.

She opened the drawer and took out a box of bright red pills. This is a psychotropic drug with stronger side effects. It was given to her by one of her anchor friend Lu. More feet.

   "click", "click".

  The click of the mouse and the crunching of the pills sounded at the same time. The girl's pale face reflected the white light of the computer screen, like a dying body. She swallowed rose blood, one grain after another.

   Gradually, she felt that her field of vision became sticky, and her surroundings seemed to start to float. Computers, tables and chairs, beds, paintings on the walls, sycamore trees outside the window, the distant moon... They are like angels, laughing and dancing around her, singing songs of freedom and happiness, all the scenes are beautiful and dreamy .

  …Ah, the feeling of happiness.

  The heartbeat is accelerating, the blood is flowing rapidly, and the whole body is so cold that it trembles.

  Under the effect of the medicine, she felt that everything became peaceful and beautiful. The words calling her a **** disappeared, and they turned into elves singing and dancing around her, praising her loudly.

  Miss Demon King—Miss Demon King!

  You’re so cute—you’re so cute—you’re so cute—you’re so cute—you’re so cute—

   Through the Internet screen, she seemed to see a white cat, a puppet cat with big eyes like two sapphires. It was looking at her with pity, and her pale appearance was clearly reflected in its eyes, reflecting her poverty and monotony, as if it was sympathizing with her.

  She reached out and tried to touch it, but the cat immediately jumped away. A creature like a cat is free. It can jump off a ten-meter-high building and run away alive and kicking, but she can't.

"-ah."

  She made a soft sound.

  The pulse is beating again and again, how lively and fascinating. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and she gradually couldn't tell whether it was a side effect of the drug or her own happiness.

  Pink hair, purple eyes, magnificent Miss Demon King.

  Miss Demon King surrounded by everyone, Miss Demon King on the computer screen, Miss Demon King who is omnipotent.

  She saw a colorful long bridge appeared outside the window, and the holy voice of an angel came from the other end, as if she could get real happiness by stepping on it.

  It seems to hear the singing of its own soul, which finally broke through its heavy and boring body, like the last leaf of a sycamore tree, like the flying wind. She even felt that she was now—being watched by the gods.

   Eyes don't need to see, ears don't need to hear. But when you break through all the five senses and fall into madness, maybe humans will be able to see gods.

   Are gods watching her?

  She walked towards the window, but suddenly heard a harsh male voice:

   "—Stop! Wake up!"

  A hand tightly wrapped around her arm. She tried hard but couldn't break free. The beautiful colorful colors were getting farther and farther away from her.

  Growing, working, working overtime, socializing, entertaining, getting married.

   Being insulted, accused, speculated, called a chicken, and evaluated on face and body.

  These repulsive things instantly poured back into her mind like a mudslide. She finally returned to reality from the hallucinations brought about by the drugs, and saw the young man holding her arm tightly.

   "...Lolo Sue."

  Lu Shu never expected that this seemingly optimistic and cheerful girl would have such a painful side. If he hadn't heard the sound of the tables and chairs collapsing and entered the room to grab her, she might really have jumped off the building in a mental hallucination.

  He remembered his previous self. He also had mental illness, but after meeting Su Mingan, he gradually healed himself.

   "Don't take this illegal medicine, the side effects are too severe." Lu Shu glanced at the red medicine box on the table, didn't recognize what it was, and threw it into the trash can.

  Su Luoluo stared blankly at the medicine box in the trash can, she seemed to hook her lips, and seemed to twitch.

   "But. I see a rainbow in the drug."

   Lu Shu held her trembling shoulders and whispered, "Don't do this."

  His ten fingers were very strong, firmly encircling her shoulders. Through her misty eyes—he seemed to see himself in the past. Many people he knew had lived in misery in the past, and the world game had changed the trajectory of their destinies.

destiny.

  Lu Shu's fingers tightened slightly: "That's not a rainbow, it's poison. Don't give in to negative emotions, the future will be better, it will definitely be."

  Lu Shu had only heard that some people would collapse under negative emotions, but now it happened in front of him.

   But he felt that the ending would be happy.

   "Su Luoluo." Lu Shu stared into her eyes.

  With Su Wensheng...no, with Su Mingan. No matter how gloomy your life was before, you will become lucky. No matter how great the malice you face, there will still be a hand piercing through the black mist and stretching towards you, like sunlight slanting through the cracks. That person would rather sink himself than save you.

  So Lu Shu believes that as long as he keeps going—there will always be dawn. All he has to do is help that person.

Su Luoluo's shoulders shrugged slightly. She seemed to want to confide something, but it seemed that something was stuck in her throat. She pursed her lips and swallowed all the pain into her stomach again. She suddenly covered her cheeks and wailed loudly. cry.

   Lu Shu confirmed that she was fine before leaving the room.

  Tired from crying, Luoluo Su fell asleep in front of the computer and had a dream.

  She dreamed that she appeared in a very far, far away place—there, the sky was the color of blood, and the black mist lingered. In the dream, she laughed and faced everyone's swords. People looked at her in horror, as if she were some kind of monster.

   "Witch-witch-witch!" the people roared, seeing her as their enemy.

  The blood-red banner fluttered, and there was a person behind her. She walked forward as hard as she could in the mud, with **** footprints at every step.

   "Kill the witch!" The next moment, thousands of people's swords stabbed at her.

   "Dididi, Dididi—!"

  Su Luoluo was awakened by the alarm clock. She looked up at the clock and found that she had slept until eleven o'clock in the evening. When it was time for her to start the live broadcast, she could no longer sleep.

   "What a strange dream, it can't be a prophetic dream." She said to herself, and washed her face: "Okay, don't worry about weird dreams... I have to work."

At this time, she glanced at her mailbox, and there was an additional group message in the mailbox, which was sent by the military and the coalition government: [The coalition government invites all dream patrollers with more than 500,000 fans to join on February 8 Go to the ruins at 0 o'clock on the day! 】

  Su Luoluo replied to the email, indicating that he was willing to participate.

  After replying to the email, she adjusted her expression in the mirror and put on a cheerful smile that belonged to Miss Demon King.

  —As long as I put on the coat of the Internet, I will become your soul storage place.

   Wipe off the tears on his face and put on the dream patrol helmet.

  —People who are tortured by negative emotions, don't be sad, don't be sad.

  Pressed the dream tour switch, adjusted his mental state, Su Luoluo slowly closed his eyes.

  —Miss Demon King is here.

  …

  Alice brought Su Mingan to the church.

  In the quiet church, the kerosene lamp exudes a warm halo, and a large cream cake is placed on the table. Fourteen candles are inserted on the left side of the cake, and nineteen candles are inserted on the right side.

  Several young people stood here, spraying out the fireworks in their hands. The ribbons covered Alice and Su Mingan.

   "Happy Fourteenth Birthday! Alice!" they shouted, presenting Alice.

   "Thank you." Alice smiled.

  Watching Alice receive gifts one by one, Su Mingan felt like "the child has grown up". During his absence, Alice met many wonderful people.

  Alice is a good boy, these people are her good friends. Maybe they will really have a relationship beyond friendship in the future, but this is their freedom.

  —He is just a player, he cannot accompany her for the rest of her life. She will meet more and better people in the future, she will definitely.

  Su Mingan looked at the smile on her face, the reflection of the lights fluttered in her purple eyes, looking pure and beautiful.

   "—and the detective over here!"

   At this moment, several people turned their heads at the same time and looked at Su Mingan.

   "Huh?" Su Mingan was stunned. He didn't expect these people to call him suddenly.

  Suddenly, he saw the birthday cake on the table. The birthday cake had already been divided in half - fourteen candles on the left and nineteen candles on the right. He originally thought that there were too many candles, but now he suddenly realized that the fourteen candles on the left represented Alice's birthday, and the nineteen candles on the right—referred to himself.

   Today is December 31st, the last day of the year, not only Alice's birthday, but also his birthday date. I don't know which player told Alice this information. Although his real birthday has passed, it is still counted as his birthday in the game date.

   "Happy birthday to you, Detective." Alice approached him, raised her head, and put her hands behind her back, not knowing what was hidden.

  (end of this chapter)