That was one summer evening.

As soon as she learned how to use QQ, she encountered his slightly sad writing and humorous conversation on the Internet, which conquered her artistic temperament. From then on, he and her always chatted on QQ, with the sound of typing and his gentle laughter.

The sound accompanied her through night after night, and she thought she was in love.

The strange thing is that he always refuses to come to see her or even have a video or voice chat.

Every time she brought this up, he always changed the subject.

The roommates didn't like him, saying he was too shady, and told her to be more careful.

She was determined to see him. This time, when there was no one else in the dormitory, she solemnly and resolutely proposed to have a video chat with him. Otherwise, she would never see him again.

He was silent for a long time, and just when she thought she was about to lose him, QQ rang: "Okay!"

The young man on the other end of the network cable turned out to be so handsome and agile, but his face was pale and melancholy.

She was heartbroken to see it.

He and she just stared at each other across the network cable, not wanting to say a word.

Suddenly, the roommate opened the door: "Oh, what a bad luck. Someone dug up the optical cable and the city's network was disconnected!"
Chapter completed!