If you stay

In that video, I was always afraid that I would be addicted to the Internet, and then I was forced to be sent to a small prison to be electrocuted.Moreover, this game seems very complicated, and I have no confidence in whether I can accept it.

The turning point of the matter is that one day Xiaohu watched me brush the dungeon at my house.Xiaohu sighed after watching the whole process, brother, you are too good, let me hang out with you.

Immediately, I said modestly and sincerely, where is it so difficult to mine a dead mine.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiaohu." Xiaohu smiled kindly at everyone, just like me back then.

When I brought him into the crowd, I originally planned to hide my brother's identity and let him start from zero.The boss exchanged some pleasantries as usual, and asked him why he played the league, what goals he had, whether he liked Ozawa or Ogura, and other nonsense.

"I play the league because my brother is also in the league and he can cover me." Xiaohu said proudly.The boss sighed extremely hypocritically, "Brotherly love...".Everyone watched the newcomers inhumanely, and asked Xiaohu with great interest, which one was the elder brother he was proud of.

Xiaohu proudly pointed at me who was at a loss.

The guild was silent for a while.Then everyone said sincerely, why don't you think about playing tribe again, young man?

In the end, Xiaohu chose to stay and play in the league.Because my brother always thought I was strong.

Of course, after factual argumentation, we agreed that my brother is far stronger than me.

Xiaohu's name is "Your Little Brother", a priest of the dark night.According to him, the name is to make me, an older brother, always remember that there is a younger brother like him.Originally, I thought this name was always spurring me to move forward, until one day BO and Xiaohu planted a flag to train Xiaohu's PVP skills, and then I discovered the weirdness when I took screenshots and analyzed the battle records.

You sneak up on your little brother.

You deal 258 damage to your little brother.

Your little brother unleashes recovery.

You deal 880 crit damage to your little brother.

You defeated your little brother in a duel.

The wild boar charged your little brother.

Your little brother died.

Everyone pays attention to my brother.At that time, countless people watched the 20th-level Xiaohu bravely advance into the league's restricted zone, Stranglethorn Valley.

2 days later, the 20th-level tiger withdrew from Stranglethorn Valley, the reason was "not only high-level dragons, tigers and leopards, but also often encounter big fireballs."

Often, Xiaohu and I ran into each other in Stranglethorn Valley, and then led him to fight side by side in this big forest.Sometimes I spend an hour with him, sometimes I spend 3 hours with him.It mainly depends on how long the two of us have been squatting for three seasons.

It's nice to have someone chat with me in a soul state.

No one believes that Xiaohu will be 60 one day, including me.Because Xiaohu was very painful when he was leveling, and all kinds of unimaginable deaths closely followed the pastor along the way.Speaking of which, all the angel sisters in the entire continent of Azeroth have taken care of Xiaohu. It is estimated that the time when Xiaohu ran away from the dead body was about the same as the time when he upgraded.

When Xiaohu became the post-60s boss, his first reaction was to transfer Xiaohu to my BWL group.Xiaohu greeted the people around him friendly, and then asked about my heroic deeds.

Everyone, including me, was embarrassed and wondered if it was time to expose this boy's dream.In the end, it was the boss who got rid of the siege and gave Xiaohu a very reasonable explanation.

"Your brother is like a wild goose flying freely in the sky," said the eldest.Xiaohu admired it endlessly.I looked at the boss gratefully, and nodded silently.

"Sometimes they line up in an S-shape, and sometimes they line up in a B-shape." The boss went on to say the second half of the sentence with great pain.Xiaohu didn't understand why he asked me what I meant, and I talked about him from left to right.

When Xiaohu started to download the dungeon, everyone started to look at the profession of pastor with admiration, and then dug their eyes.Only at this time did everyone know that holy priests can also output, that holy priests can also pull monsters, that holy priests can also wield staffs for melee combat, and that holy priests can also be so omnipotent.

I still remember the DKP record that day.

"Little Tiger, 1 point for arriving on time, 4 points for passing 8 bosses, and 3 points for newcomers."

And my record is much simpler, only one sentence. "Introduce a new team killer, DKP cleared."

So what do I say.Xiaohu is stronger than me, far stronger than me.

"A thing that is neither a rumor nor a true story, if you graduate from a homestay"

Today's is neither a rumor nor a main story, today it's just chatting with my brother who has been watching "If, House".

If Zhai is a novel I wrote in the dormitory.Where I left, I feel very uncomfortable.Today I will talk about two important people related to Ruozhai.Brother Ming, Brother Hao.

Forgive my frequent procrastination; since leaving the house, except for the model of the chrysanthemum, the rest of my life has been turned upside down.No more nights, no more free time.

I can't write this week.The reason is simple, I'm graduating this week and leaving the hell place I've cursed for 4 years and my bed that never makes the comforter.

I am a person who just giggles when I have nothing to do, but now I can't laugh no matter what, and I can't write funny things.Because I suddenly realized that I was going to lose many, many good brothers again. (Of course, there are also women. I plan to go to school on the night of graduation and call out the names of the girls I love; a preliminary estimate is that I need to go around all 6 girls’ dormitories and call each name three times. If I conservatively estimate that it will take no less than 2 hours .)

This time last year, I was in my junior year.I got up in the middle of the night and wrote "Cold-Blooded Smile", Brother Hao was playing street basketball behind me, or Mount Hyjal.Brother Ming snores on the bed, and occasionally talks in his sleep, let’s listen, it’s still German. (Brother Ming is a big man from Shandong, and the dialect is really... so fucking weird.) Occasionally, Brother Ming would get out of bed when he was suffocated by urine, lamenting that he was so damn hot, and complaining that there were so many fucking mosquitoes.When the nature is good, Brother Ming generously sacrificed me and Brother Hao for DOTA, AI advanced computer, 3V3, the computer abused us in about an hour.It's about 1 o'clock.

One time we played until five o'clock, and then... the sun came out.The three of us fat people stood on the balcony, looking at this extremely quiet land in surprise, it shone little by little, and then covered it with warm red, and suddenly felt that we had returned to the day of the freshman military training.

3 years, we seem to have never seen the sunrise.At that time, the three of us were blowing the cool breeze on the balcony, watching the senior seniors across the street had already left the building, and guessed what we would be like after this year.

Everyone ate breakfast and continued to sleep after returning.

That was the last time we spent the night together.I still remember it.

Then I got a job...so I left the dorm.At that time, I thought I could come back every weekend, and I didn't think much about it.But every time I come back, the gathering time is very short.There are no those long talks all night, no small talk on the balcony, no two of them holding my shoulders to read my manuscript in the middle of the night, no brother Ming saying "Go to bed early".

Fuck, I don't know why I always want to cry.

Was there a day when I woke up to find that the other beds had been made and looked the same as when I arrived freshman year?I guessed who lived in this bed, what kind of character he was, what he looked like... and so on.But today I was about to graduate, and in the past four years, I was suddenly asked to leave.

Brother Ming, Brother Hao, what are you two doing at this moment?

In fact, I also want to go back soon, but I am too emotionally vulnerable, and I am afraid that I will not be able to say a word when I go back, and tears will flow out like an orgasm.

I think about every night we spend.One of you likes to listen to the radio and the other likes to sleep in seconds. It’s often me who is talking. As soon as Brother Ming expresses his opinion, Brother Hao will take off the earphones and DPS for a while. Then we discuss for 2 minutes and invite Brother Ming to participate in the discussion. Brother Ming still started snoring.

Those nights were so fucking normal, but this moment felt so dear to me.I even thought I wouldn't miss this college, but I was wrong.

University is nothing, the key is to have you.It's your idiots who ensure that I can move forward like a idiot.

I still remember when I went back to Beijing last time, I hugged Brother Ming and Brother Hao.You two would normally say, "Nicky." But not this time.We hugged, shook hands, and said goodbye.Although we knew we would meet again, there was an illusion that seeing each other was less than once.Will we meet again after graduation?One in Shijiazhuang, one in Shandong and one in Zhejiang.The distance... I don't know if it is very far, but I heard that it is far enough to take a sleeper berth.But if you get married, I will definitely go, no matter how far away, no matter how busy I am.Because I want to tell the bride about your 4 years of scandal, and I want her to take care of my best brother.

What about later?

How often can we see each other?

1 years?

5 years?

still is……

I do not know either.

I suddenly realized that we spend too little time together. Although there are countless memories between us, we still spend too little time together.We had dinner together, skipped class together, brother Ming has been going to graduate school, brother Hao has been playing WOW's high-end Xiaode.The three of us often just sat in the dormitory without saying a word, Brother Ming watched the video, Brother Hao and I downloaded the dungeon, and at the same time secretly prayed that Brother Ming’s computer would be scrapped as soon as possible.Of course Brother Ming only watches Youku, so our delay