I didn't expect this netizen named ag to reply to me immediately, and I could imagine the scene of him sleeping soundly in a corner of a certain city.

Throughout the morning, I was immersed in my own words, and my emotions seemed to experience the joys and sorrows that I didn’t know where to go with these recorded words.

It was already 11 o'clock noon, I stretched out my body, finished half a day of writing in the morning, closed my eyes and leaned on the office chair to rest.

Suddenly, a knife-like pain came from the arm. I knew it was a labor pain after the brachial plexus nerve injury. I have been enduring such pain recently.

After taking some painkillers, I finally relieved some of the pain. I knew that this pain would last for a long time, and all I could do was to endure.

.........

About ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaomo came to my residence and was still riding the pink electric car. She shouted to me outside the door: "Uncle, can you go for dinner?"

"Now." I responded, preparing to turn off the computer, but found another message in my inbox. I knew it was sent by the netizen named AG, but I didn't want Jiang Xiaomo to wait for a long time, so I turned off the computer before I could read it.

I put on my coat and walked out of the house. Jiang Xiaomo still greeted me with a smile, as if I could never see the vicissitudes of Shen Man style, Zuo Lan style calmness, Mo Han style coldness, Chen Qingyi style intellectuality, Anqi style lofty... But she is a unique Jiang Xiaomo, simple, enthusiastic and kind!

I looked at the small pink electric car and asked Jiang Xiaomo with some concern: "Xiaomo, is it okay for us to sit on it?"

Jiang Xiaomo said confidently: "No problem!"

"The premise is that you have to lose 20 kilograms!" I teased Jiang Xiaomo.

Jiang Xiaomo bulged his mouth and looked at me angrily, but suddenly he was very happy: "Uncle, this is the real you. He likes to tease and occasionally speaks without any restraint!"

I was stunned, as if I lived a serious life in the previous year, and I was serious most of the time. To be sarcastic, I became my former self after I had nothing.

"Uncle, come up quickly. I have bought this electric car with my classmates. Even if it is broken, it is our own car. Don't worry!"

I nodded and sat down behind the car.

.........

On the way, Jiang Xiaomo said to me with some regret: "Uncle, it's a pity that I can't drive, or I can pick you up in the future. It's almost late autumn, and it must be very cold when you sit in an electric car!"

"You are not afraid of the cold, so of course I have no problem."

"Anyway, I just don't want you to get cold. Otherwise, we will run and exercise if it gets cold in the future!"

I was silent for a moment and said to Jiang Xiaomo: "Xiaomo, don't do this. You have your own studies, you will still work, have a boyfriend, and start your own family. You should not waste too much time on me."

Jiang Xiaomo said without thinking: "But I don't think I'm a waste of time. I feel very happy to be with you!" After stopping, he added, saying: "You are my idol, and I have always felt honored to be able to take care of your idol!"

"Have you ever seen an idol who is so miserable?"

"This is only temporary. I believe that uncle, your silence is just accumulating strength. One day you will definitely reshape your glory." Jiang Xiaomo said to me with confidence.

"Xiao Mo, do you want to hear the truth?"

"Of course I want to hear it."

I nodded and continued, "I came here just to recuperate. After my arm injury heals, I will go back to the small town. I just do some small business and spend my whole life with my son. It's not just what you said is accumulating strength."

My words seemed to subvert Jiang Xiaomo's understanding of me. She stopped the car and turned to look at me: "Uncle, do you really think so?"

"Of course it's true. You won't get out of the car because of my self-indulgence, right?"

Jiang Xiaomo was silent for a long time and said, "No, I'm just a little disappointed!" After saying that, he turned around, but his back seemed a little depressed. At this moment, I believe that she really used me as the guide and motivation for her struggle.

This afternoon, I went to the cafeteria of their school with Jiang Xiaomo for dinner. Jiang Xiaomo still tried his best to take care of me, but when I went back, I didn't let her send me any more. No matter how she treated me out of admiration, out of admiration, or just the care of my friends, I had to keep a distance from her, because I really couldn't give her anything except for the adverse effects.

......

On the way, I passed a fishing gear shop and bought a light carbon fishing rod. This morning, I found fish swimming in the abandoned small fish pond next to the house. I thought I could fish in the afternoon and fishing was one of the few exercises that could be completed with one hand. It was just a bit difficult to load bait, but it was better because it was time to have enough time!

The small fish pond is abandoned after all, and the fish are not dense. In one afternoon, I only caught a few, found a basin, and raised the fish I caught. Looking at the little fish swimming in the basin, I didn’t feel so lonely, at least I was a companion.

After a short rest, I turned on my computer again and prepared to continue writing "The First Encounter". I watched the screen light up and entered the login account again and remembered that there was still a message in my inbox that I hadn't read.

As expected, the message was sent by the netizen named ag, and he said: "Yes, I am a player of Warcraft. What about you, why are you called half a cigarette?"

I thought about it and went back to the past: "Life is like a cigarette to smoke, and my life is incomplete, so it is called half a cigarette."

He seemed to be online and soon came back: "No wonder you feel sad when you read your words. This is because of the imperfection of your life, right?"

"Maybe."

Soon he replied with a message: "You seem to be typing slowly!"

I didn't want to explain too much to a stranger in the virtual world, but just replied: "I just learned to type, but I'm not familiar with the keyboard, sorry!"

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. You can update it quickly, I've been waiting to see it!"

"Um."

This was a boring exchange. I even immediately forgot what we chatted and focused on my writing. It was soon evening without realizing it.

Just when I stopped writing, I suddenly received a message from AG: "Half cigarette, are you going to update so much today?"

"Well... you won't be posting all afternoon, are you?"

"I'm not busy with work this afternoon, I've been following you all the time."

From the conversation with this ag, we can see that this person is not good at talking, because his words seem to make people uncomfortable to follow. Except for thanking him for his enthusiastic comments, I really don’t know how to reply.

Just as he was thinking about how to reply to his message, he sent another message: "What you wrote this afternoon touched me deeply. Life is indeed full of helplessness. I once loved a man, but in the end, we were not together!"
Chapter completed!