I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

She has seen Bian Jichen who is angry, Bian Jichen who is lonely, and Bian Jichen who occasionally smiles softly.

Jiang Chacha thought that she had seen all his joys, anger, sorrows and joys, and tasted them all.

But she had never seen such a sad expression on that cold jade face.

Yes, she had been lucky enough to have seen his other human emotions.

But really, I have never seen him look at her with sad eyes.

After growing into a stunning young man, he learned to hide his emotions. He never showed it to the outside, neither let others worry, but let himself bear it alone.

He built a tall building in his heart, only trapped himself in it.

Young Bian Jichen, Jiang Chacha felt that no matter how she walked, she couldn't get into his heart.

But she went to see Bian Jichen when she was a child.

The little Bian Jichen who was severely criticized by his adoptive mother and could only study homework in the dark foreign-style building in his childhood, even when he saw him at that time, he never showed a sad expression on his face.

Little Bian Jichen's face only has a numbness that doesn't match his age. That cute face with a little baby fat is full of Q-bombs when pinched, but he no longer sees innocence in his eyes, nor does he look like a child. Other children's bright eyes only have the confusion of seeing the world for the first time.

At a young age, he learned to be silent. His delicate face is unsmiling, like a glass doll, his perfect container, what you want to give him, he will accommodate it, and the soul is shaped into the shape that others want.

Jiang Chacha was stung to the heart by his shattered eyes, but for some reason, she avoided his gaze, afraid of facing him, so she ran away in a hurry.

When she ran out, she could feel the man behind her following her back, but she didn't have the courage to look back at him.

Xiao Ba, who was staying in the living room, saw that she was about to leave, and wanted to follow her, wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue, but before he could run a few steps, he was picked up by the man behind him.

The noble man bent his knees, squatted down, hugged it on his lap, and stroked its back with his hands, as if to comfort it.

The Samoyed in his arms may have sensed that the cold owner seems to be in a sad mood tonight, so it let out a groan, and its ears drooped, and it lay obediently on the owner's lap, with a pair of dark eyes rolling uneasily , seems to be worried about its owner.

After returning home, Jiang Chacha, who fled from the wilderness, suffered from insomnia all night, and still couldn't digest the fact that Bian Jichen liked her.

She covered herself with a quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes.

She is a very ordinary girl, even after transmigrating into the game, she has little ambition, and never imagines that the male protagonist in the game will like her.

That night, she tossed and turned sleeplessly.

It seemed that when she closed her eyes, the way Bian Jichen looked at her when she was about to leave would appear deeply in her mind again.

She is like a sponge, constantly absorbing the sour and bitter water.

On this National Day night, she couldn't fall asleep listening to the sound of fireworks outside the window.

And downstairs of her, there was also a person watching the fireworks by the river outside the window like her, watching the night alone, enduring the loneliness of the night.

Watching another gorgeous fireworks bloom in the night.

Bian Jichen stretched out a hand, lowered his head and stroked Xiao Ba's head.

Ginger Chacha really lost sleep all night.

She felt that she had been half asleep and half awake, which made her head hurt.

She thinks about many things.

She was thinking that after returning to the real world, technology has reached an unprecedented level of development in this century, and the virtual network world has only appeared in recent years. No one knows how long a piece of software can operate at the longest.

In recent years, all kinds of novel software have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Some of them have been popular for a while, and some of them have not stirred up any waves. It is like a long queue, and one after another has closed down due to negative returns.

Only the software developed by Internet companies that occupy a monopoly position at the top can be established in an evergreen position for a long time.

Jiang Chacha thought, now that the second game "Love in Mind" is gaining momentum, what if it can survive one decade after another?
Perhaps, after she returned to the real world, she could still watch the game shine and go further.

Perhaps, when she is old and becomes a grandma with 80-year-old children and grandchildren around her knees, one day, she may remember that she played such a game that she liked for a long time when she was a young girl.

Perhaps because of nostalgia, she thought about the account password for a long time before finally logging into the game.

She thought the game was still there, but the male protagonist in it might have been eliminated by the market audience, and a new popular male protagonist appeared.

She may have been blinded by presbyopia, and she needs to squint with reading glasses to barely see the screen.

Perhaps her hands are already trembling, unable to hold the mouse, and she can barely log in to the game with the help of her granddaughter.

So when she saw the male protagonist of the game she was obsessed with when she was a teenager, he still appeared in front of her with the same face, with dark and gentle eyes, a temperament like moonlight, and a person like Zhilan, just the most youthful youth age.

And she was already gray-haired and her face was old.

When he looked back at her, he was still there, the only thing that remained the same was his gentle and sad eyes when he looked at her.

This broken look seemed to pull her in.

Her heart seemed to be throbbing.

Jiang Chacha woke up suddenly.

When I awoke, tears flowed.