The game is about to be stopped. I feel an inexplicable sadness.
I went around the game that I had played for three and a half years and saw many beautiful "memories" of the past. There was always someone or something that moved me for a moment. It reminded me of our transformation from a bullied rookie to the leader of the mid-level arena, from a homeless man to a gang elite, the first online friend, the first online enemy, the first brother, the first transaction, the first time being cheated, the first gang war, the first national war, the first PK, the first boss robbery, and her. The first online dating made me know the person I love. I once said that this is the only online game, and I still want to find games. I really don't want to lose these...
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Really can't bear it... 'There is a kind of love called letting go' is really hard,
It's not that I don't love you, it's that I'm afraid of hurting you even more deeply...
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