Chapter 229 rose
Time has passed, and now it has declined, with the latest web news indicating that the game is about to be shut down due to dwindling customer numbers.
And the end of the novel is not what she thought before, with the four people living happily together.
Because the platform prohibits writing NP stories, the ending at the end of the book is ambiguous and open. Annaxi is not with anyone, but is related to everyone. At the end of the game, there is only one male protagonist.
Sera also looked at several anime characters released on the official poster. She stared at them for a long time, and finally sneered and turned off the interface.
These painters did not restore even one tenth of their beauty.
She glanced at her empty wrists and sighed again.
Whether it was a dream while in a coma or a story about a real soul traveling to the game world, she wanted to end this unrealistic memory.
Real life has returned, and my quiet little life will continue.
On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she only carried a bag with no one to pick her up. She bought her own ticket to go home.
On the way, she received a cross-country phone call.
"Sela, congratulations on your recovery and discharge from the hospital. There are too many things at home for me to pick you up."
This is a friend of hers from China, and the two of them traveled to Whitby together.
"I saw the bouquet of roses beside the bed, thank you rose."
Sierra got in the car and talked to her the whole way.
"Are your books no longer serialized? I haven't been able to find inspiration recently. We can make time to travel again."
Serra: "I experienced a wonderful journey while in a coma, and I can't distract myself from continuing to write that book for the time being."
"Tell me about it?"
"good."
She trusted this foreign friend so much that she thought it would be more objective for someone else to write this story.
She was afraid that she would be partial.
For more than half a month, Sierra had not left home. She exchanged emails closely with Rose, and even stayed on the phone late into the night.
The cost of phone bills accounted for a large part of her life, but Sierra didn't stop. She especially needed to find someone to talk to, and Rose was the best person.
She is happy to listen to herself because it brings her a lot of inspiration.
After Sierra told almost all the stories she had encountered, Rose received a long silence and a final exclamation.
"This is a story about a bad woman who just wants to go home. I'm surprised that you were able to use that book to create such a huge emotional world when you were in a coma. Those beasts really loved you miserably."
"Of course I'm not saying you're a bad woman, I'm referring to the dream you had." She explained in a steadfast manner.
Sierra acquiesced, "It's quite bad."
Later, the other party curiously asked her, "Suppose that everything this protagonist has experienced is what you have experienced, and the reason why you came back here is to treat them as illusory, non-existent dummies. What about your comeback relationship? It is also false. Not at all?"
Sierra sat at the computer desk, looking at the falling snow outside, and the houses in the distance were decorated with festive Christmas decorations.
It's Christmas again.
She wrapped the blanket tightly around her body, "I think so, it's just hard to admit."
He admitted that he was living in an illusory world and fell in love with a group of inhuman paper creatures.
But that Christmas was the happiest holiday she had ever had.
So many friends.
She lowered her eyes, looked at the cold apple pie in front of her, picked up her fork and took a bite.
Not tasty at all.
"Are you happy to be back in this world?" Rose asked her.
Sera played with the fork and said softly: "It was happy at the beginning. There was no emotional fetters. There was no need to worry about who the choice would hurt. All the pain disappeared. Later, it felt like nothing had happened and life returned to normal. "
rose: "What now? Do you still want to go back? See what happened to them later?"
Sierra thought for a moment and shook her head firmly, "I can't go back even if I don't want to. My life is here, and they won't come back. Everything will be reset, Rose."
She paused and said: "In this illusory dream of mine, it is a game that can be reset. When the second game "All Male Protagonists Love Me" came out, many people chose the male protagonist's feelings because of it. It has been reset several times due to the disconnection.”
"That's a game." Rose said, "If you never regarded it as a game and just lived a good life, the ending would be different, or maybe your choice at the beginning would be wrong."
The plot misled her that she had to conform to the three male protagonists in order to survive. As a result, she died at the beginning but was able to go home.
Or, if she had ignored this as a game from the beginning and treated it like the real world, the outcome might have been different.
Sierra thought about many possibilities, and finally leaned back into the chair, took a sip of hot coffee, "It's difficult, I knew from the beginning that this was a game, and I was a cannon fodder, so it was difficult to make the right choice. "
"Okay." Rose thought for a moment and changed the subject, "Have you used the heater I sent you? Your country doesn't have such a good thing. You can try it."
Sierra glanced at the cardboard box in the corner, walked over and opened it, "Can it be used just by plugging it in? It's like a strange electric fan."
"Well, if you read the instructions, it will heat up quickly. It must be snowing heavily over there and it will be cold in the house."
Sierra did as she was told, and soon she felt the hot air rushing towards her, warming her legs.
She sat back at the table, covered her legs with a blanket, smiled and thanked her: "This is definitely the best Christmas gift I've ever received. It's so warm."
"You're welcome, let me ask you one last question."
"you say."
"Who do you love most? Or at that moment, who do you most want to give your heart to?"
Sera was stunned for a moment, and those scarlet eyes flashed through her mind.
After a long time, she patted her face and laughed again, "What if I love you both? I am too philanthropic to choose."
Laughter also came from the other side, followed by a big yawn. Rose said sleepily: "Before the game is completely shut down, you can play it again to get a feel for it and then tell me who you like best. I want to do it now." It’s time for a nap. Finally, I wish you a Merry Christmas.”
"Thanks for the advice and Merry Christmas."
The phone hung up and the clock struck midnight.
Sierra got up and went to refill a cup of hot coffee, then sat back at the computer desk.
She kept her fingertips on the keyboard for almost five minutes before slowly typing the game "All Men Love Me".
Many game stores no longer had the download package, so she searched for it for a long time before downloading it in a small mall that had not yet been removed from the shelves.
She also checked the news a few days ago about the reason why this game is no longer popular.
Otome games are changing too fast, and many excellent games with excellent graphics have emerged, gradually replacing its glory.