C20 (2/2)

Seeing me, Qiu Tong was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Looking at Qiu Tong, I remembered the message that I received last night from the Floating Dream, remembering Qiu Tong's miserable life and the current helpless situation she was in, I suddenly felt a huge pain and pain in my heart. I completely forgot that this was my female superior, and forgot that I was a little hoodlum in her eyes.

”You — what do you want? Don't you want to come over? ” Qiu Tong continued to retreat, a look of panic flashed past her eyes as she grabbed the bag tightly. She looked at her surroundings and shouted: ”If you dare go forward again, I will have to call for help.”

”You — I —” I stared straight at Qiu Tong, at her injured and panic-stricken expression. I felt pain in my heart. I didn't think of her as a female superior at the moment. I only thought of her as an intimate person living in a dream on the internet. I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't know what to say.

I took another step forward, and one of my hands went up.

”Men, there are villains and hooligans.” Qiu Tong suddenly shouted loudly, she retreated quickly and leaned against a big tree.

Qiu Tong's voice was drowned in the surrounding noise, but I was able to hear it clearly. I was jolted awake, this wasn't my close friend in the virtual world, this was my own boss, Qiu Tong, in her eyes, I myself wasn't the Yutang who was talented enough in the air, but an unforgivable bastard. She hated me with all her heart, filled with disgust and even despise.

I took a few steps back and stared at her, feeling sorry for her.

Qiu Tong carefully stared at me, and slowly walked past me, then suddenly sped up and left. After walking for around 10 metres, she stopped and turned her head: ”Little brat, I'm warning you, don't let me see you again in the future. If I meet you again and attempt to violate my rules, I'll call the police and arrest you.”

With that, Qiu Tong ran off in small steps.

I watched as Qiu Tong quickly left the forest without looking back, crossed the road, and entered a high-end restaurant across the street.

I looked down at my tracksuit. I was glad I wasn't wearing my distributor's vest, or I would have been in big trouble.

I raised my head to look at the dusky sky above the forest, and couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion. It's the same Qiu Tong, why is there such a huge gap between reality and virtual reality? They were both in the same boat, why did it have to be Great God and a close friend on the web, and then it would be a scum if they saw each other?

Looking at the sunset in the west, I was speechless.

Two days later, Cloud suddenly brought me bad news from the company: I was going to be fired.