The Internet is for love, talking about networking; the heart is fickle, asking the true heart.
The letter fell like a leaf as usual, but there was no photo today. As for the rose, Xue Jiuyue didn't touch it in the end, just let it lie quietly on the table...
Qian Jianjun, who was chatting at the time, also caught this "flower event" out of the corner of his eye. "It's just that this kind of poetic and flowery expression really requires quietness. Is that why you two are so fond of it?" Although it did not affect the train of thought of the conversation, a slip of the tongue still occurred, which was cleverly corrected by Qian Jianjun with a clever change of tone.
The boy took over the topic, "Yes, but not entirely! Dating, love, isn't it all about talking? Without heart-to-heart conversation, where does love come from? But the modern pace and modern technology have made real conversation a luxury! Sir, why don't you think about how much time you spend chatting with your family every day?"
The boy inadvertently brought up Qian Jianjun's sharp memory. He suppressed his heartache and sighed, "Yeah, everyone is so busy that they neglect each other, just like, just like neglecting themselves."
The boy continued, "But sadly, being busy is often just an excuse."
Qian Jianjun also turned to look at the boy with interest. Only then did he see clearly that the boy had a small square face, and his thick glasses hid his stubborn single eyelids.
The boy continued his point: "In real life, many couples have nothing to say to the people around them, but they can talk about anything with strangers online. There are even many couples who form relationships with people in games, and their feelings are so deep that they seem beyond reality."
"CP?" This word made Qian Jianjun quite puzzled.
The girl explained, "Couple means couples in the game. Of course, some games have wedding arrangements."
"Oh, oh, I see. No wonder the concept of the metaverse is so popular. It turns out that the virtual world can now satisfy all of people's basic spiritual needs."
"But virtual reality isn't reality after all, and emotions in the virtual world may not stand up to the test of reality." Because it was a casual chat, the topic changed quickly. But the boy's words still intrigued Qian Jianjun, because the internet was just a tool for him, without any emotional attachment. However, the e-commerce platform he envisioned had already reached the gaming world, so he raised the question again: "How does love in games arise? How can you tell if it's not love?"
The girl was the first to explain, "The feelings in the game come from playing together, sharing joy and experiences. Because of the game setting, there are common topics, beautiful graphics, and romantic scenes, so naturally people can think that this is love!"
As Qian Jianjun listened, he looked up at the ceiling, imagining the scene the girl described. He then nodded and said, "Well, with companionship, shared experiences, common topics, and some romantic feelings, it's indeed easy to develop feelings!"
"But this is completely different from real love. The love in the game is me blocking the knife for you, and the love in reality is me protecting you from the wind and rain. But the cost in the game is death and starting over, but in reality it may be endurance, patience, or even life!" The boy obviously despised the feelings in the game.
Qian Jianjun keenly realized that while he'd paid enough attention to games, online experiences, and the virtual world, it wasn't enough. He concluded that his products and e-commerce platform could be more deeply integrated with games. Furthermore, Qian Jianjun didn't fully agree with the boys' perspective on the emotional aspects of games. He took a sip of coffee and slowly said, "I've never played games, so I might not understand it very well. Please forgive me."
"You're welcome. We're just chatting casually, and your previous opinions were very insightful. We should listen attentively." The boy complimented, and the girl nodded in agreement.
Qian Jianjun spoke without pretense, "I believe that whether it's online or offline, virtual or real, emotion is emotion! As long as there's heartfelt communication and emotional investment, that's emotion! As the saying goes, 'The metaphysical is called Tao, and the physical is called instrument.' Emotions are originally metaphysical and shouldn't be constrained by reality."
Qian Jianjun's words prompted the couple to reflect and partially agree, and then a philosophical discussion began among the three of them...
Through the French window, Gu Quyu spotted Qian Jianjun, who was in the middle of a lively conversation. Soon, Qian Jianjun also spotted Gu Quyu, and then Old Zhou, who was beside her. The simultaneous appearance of the two signaled it was time to leave. Qian Jianjun gestured for Gu Quyu and the others to wait outside, then quickly excused himself and left.
Before he finished browsing the messages that had accumulated that day, Qian Jianjun asked, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent you need to talk to me about?"
"It's nothing serious," Gu Quyu said, calming Qian Jianjun down before continuing, "Mr. Zhang from Dongyuan City is in Xialin. He tried to contact you at noon but couldn't get through, so he called me and asked if you were free to get together tonight. He's one of the best distributors in our northern region, so I'll take your offer. If it's inconvenient for you, I can find a suitable excuse to decline."
"You did the right thing!" Qian Jianjun promptly affirmed Gu Quyu, then walked towards the car parked on the side of the road and continued to say to Gu Quyu, who was half a step behind him, "Don't I always say, make friends first, then talk about win-win! Mr. Zhang is not only an important partner of ours, but also has a very good temperament with me! When he comes, we must do our best to play host!"
Before Gu Quyu could reply, he suddenly noticed the setting sun and stopped, hesitant. "But if we make a reservation now, the restaurants we usually go to might be sold out."
Finally, he asked Gu Quyu for advice, "What do you recommend?"
Gu Quyu smiled softly, "After hanging up the phone with Mr. Zhang, I made a reservation at 'Taste of Summer', a restaurant we often go to. I thought it would be better to be prepared. If you have something to refuse, there's still time to cancel."
"Hahaha, 'female Gongjin' is 'female Gongjin'!"
Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was her restless heart, but no matter how hard Xue Jiuyue tried today, she couldn't reenter that dreamlike state. But just like yesterday, Xue Jiuyue returned home early. She didn't even wait to clear the table after dinner, taking advantage of the mess and slipping away with the rose without a trace. After a brief video chat with her parents to check in on her safety, she hurriedly turned on her computer.
"Good morning, beautiful Yue!" "I'll spit in your face." Sure enough, the message was sent immediately.
"morning!"
"Beautiful lady, are you still unsatisfied with yesterday's victory and want to expand your victory today, to continue yesterday's glory? I have been here to congratulate you for a long time. I only hope that with my three-foot-long sword, I can help Princess Yue stand on the top of the Forbidden City. I quietly ask: 'Who else?'"
"Stop being so joking. I don't want to play cards today."
Xue Jiuyue's rejection did not cause any discomfort, and he soon sent another text: "I was observing the celestial phenomena last night, and suddenly, on a whim, I discovered!"
Faced with the other party's deliberate suspense, Xue Jiuyue cooperated for a rare moment: "What did you discover this time?"
"Twinkle, twinkle little star, the sky is full of little stars!"
“Go to hell!”
"Yes!" "Spit Star" also added a small picture of a skull after the text.
Xue Jiuyue couldn't help laughing but ignored him. Instead, she stood up and poured herself a glass of whiskey.
Sure enough, when Xue Jiuyue came back, the words had already popped up on the screen again: "Report to the beauty, can I pretend to be dead?"
"What if I don't agree?"
"No, Zhong Kui is the one who catches ghosts. Beautiful women have dates with zombies."
"Fart!"
"Yes! Last time I mentioned that I found the sky full of little stars, so I counted them with my fingers and found that the beautiful Yue has more worries than the stars!"
"Why am I involved?" Xue Jiuyue was very confused.
"You're online so early, but you don't want to play cards. That can only mean that you have something on your mind, and it's not convenient for you to tell the people around you."
Xue Jiuyue was about to deny it, but the blooming roses in the vase changed her tone. She took a sip of wine and asked simply, "What could be on my mind?"
"You know what's on your mind. Even though I know everything about astronomy and physiology, I'm not a worm in your stomach, am I?"
"Don't you think you can tell fortunes? It turns out you were just playing tricks!" Xue Jiuyue finally seized the opportunity to mock "Spit Star", but her pride soon turned into surprise.
"Since the beauty trusts me so much, as the saying goes, a gentleman will die for his friend, I will continue to deduce it even if it means sacrificing my life."
Xue Jiuyue sipped the mellow aroma of whiskey and quietly watched "Spit Star"'s "nonsense" without replying. She knew there would be a follow-up soon, and she wanted to know if "Spit Star" could predict the future this time. Sure enough, the answer soon came.
"If a beautiful woman has something on her mind, and it's not convenient for her to confide in those around her, then it must be the people and events around her. It happened around her. Well, the day before yesterday, your brother asked you out on a 'date,' and you naively didn't refuse. Not refusing means hope, so your brother will launch further advances as soon as yesterday or tomorrow. And as luck would have it, beautiful Yue is worried today, so I calculated that your brother must have extended a substantial date invitation, like dinner, an amusement park, or a movie!"
Xue Jiuyue's astonishing judgment made her suspect that "Spit Star" was right there with her. However, she didn't find the movie ticket folded into a heart shape hidden in the rose pistil until she got home.
"Little Red Riding Hood met Grandma Wolf and didn't know what to do? If they were in love with each other or hated each other, she wouldn't have to worry! So, tell me what you think of your younger brother." Without waiting for a reply, "Spit Star" sent another text, and was very sure of his reasoning.
Without further ado, the memory of Ke Yike slowly emerged on the screen, as a stream of cool liquor flowed down his throat, swirling into an intoxicating aroma. "There were four young men, two of them boys. One was named Ke. Ke was tall, thin, and fair, with a somewhat feminine appearance, especially his narrow eyes, which seemed to suggest a mixture of good and evil. He often acted mature or serious, but in reality, he had a good nature. The other boy was named Nian. Nian was sunny, handsome, and positive, but he was a bit shy around girls. He was particularly fond of the girl named Zhu, and when he saw her, he was like a mouse meeting a cat, causing many a joke. The last girl of the four was named Ying. Ying was sweet-looking, appearing delicate, always so understanding, but with a heart so strong that it made you feel heartbroken. These four were young, sunny, and kind. Being with them was like family, and being with them made you forget all the dark secrets..."
In the best private room at "Summer Taste," the atmosphere was lively, and both host and guest were thoroughly entertained. Mr. Zhang, who had come from afar, was already halfway through his drinking, but he couldn't conceal his high spirits. He raised another glass and said to Gu Quyu, "Little Gu, I've seen countless people in my life, but I haven't met many girls as talented and beautiful as you. I have a worthless son who just graduated from MIT and is about your age. Do you two young people want to meet someday?"
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