In the virtual world, they appear to know each other, understand each other, fall in love, and be in love.
Actually, they left this place later.
They didn't know each other.
Looking around, they are just the most ordinary kind of relationship among millions of people: strangers.
But for some reason, she found herself wondering what he was thinking tonight.
Although he has no memory of it.
Although she knew what he would say.
But sometimes, don't people just like to deceive themselves?
"If it's a dream, then let it never wake up." The man's gentle, tender voice rang in my ears.
Rong Shang smiled gently, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
Nan Qiaosheng tightened his grip, lowered his head, and inhaled deeply the familiar scent emanating from her.
I don't know, but I feel that there is a deep connection between them.
Anyway, he couldn't bear to let go.
...
The following year, Rong Chang graduated.
At the end of the same year, Rong Shang accompanied him to a relative's wedding. After catching the bouquet thrown by the bride, Nan Qiaosheng proposed to her on the spot.
After making the news, their relationship was essentially made public.
Last year, he promised her that he would marry her after she graduated.
Now, a grand wedding awaits them.
Rong Shang took Nan Qiaosheng's arm and slowly walked into the wedding hall.
*
(The Nineteenth Plane)
(over)
*
"Ahhh, so handsome!"
"Stars, stars, I love you!"
"Oh my god, I'm going to cry! Xingchen is so cool when he plays the piano!"
...
Screams came from all around.
The deafening force seemed to pierce her eardrums.
Rong Shang pinched the bridge of her nose, her gaze somewhat indifferent.
What about the plot?
Aside from knowing that the original owner was an orphan with no parents and no friends.
Rong Chang knew nothing about it.
I don't know if the system went offline or got overwhelmed by the noise from the people around me.
Rong Chang called it several times but received no response.
That's all.
She raised an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on the dazzling performance stage.
This is a concert.
Whose is it?
It's probably what these people are calling "stars".
At that moment, a beam of white light shone down from above and landed in the center of the stage.
The black, smooth piano gleamed.
The man sitting in front of the piano was dressed in a custom-made white suit, with a red rose clipped to his chest pocket.
A stunningly beautiful profile, exuding a noble and refined air.
The word "monster" is not an exaggeration to describe him at this moment.
The screams from the audience grew louder and louder.
Rong Shang saw it; the man's slender, pale fingers landed on the piano keys, and with each touch, a beautiful note rang out.
The two little girls standing next to her had already shouted themselves hoarse, and then covered their mouths and cried excitedly.
Rong Shang frowned, a hint of confusion in her expression.
This is... a massive fan meeting?
Look how crazy these girls are!
Then look at herself.
Rong Chang's lips twitched slightly.
It seems that the original owner of this body was no less crazy than anyone else.
Just look at where she's standing right now—she's in the very front row.
"Stars!"
"It sounds so good, it makes me want to cry."
"How long has it been since Xingchen played the piano?"
"I was so touched that he actually played this piece."
Being in a concert, there was a lot of noise around me.
At that time, Rong Shang was unable to receive the plot and did not know what she should do.
She passively followed the performance in the stands, and saw people around her moved to tears from time to time.
She refocused her attention on the center of the stage and realized that the man was playing "Wedding in a Dream".
In this vast world, she had heard this more than once.
For some reason, for a moment, the man's figure appeared in her eyes.
It actually made her... tear up.
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