Mia Ginger looked at the chat box, stunned.
She hadn’t played games for a long time, and the few people she occasionally chatted with included Autumn Wind, a mutual friend of hers and Bob Ginger’s.
Did he log into Autumn Wind’s account?
Just to wait for her?
Mia Ginger felt a complex mix of emotions.
She didn’t reply, nor did she close the chat box, just quietly watched.
[What’s been up with you lately?]
[If something’s going on, talk to me!]
[Why did you block me!]
Bob Ginger spoke a few words of grievance, and many "crying" emojis popped up in the chat box, one after another, as if venting his frustration.
Mia Ginger pressed her hand on her forehead and sighed heavily.
[It’s nothing, I was in a bad mood this afternoon and deleted a bunch of people, accidentally blocked you too.]
[Then add me back quickly, I’m using Autumn Wind’s account!]
Bob Ginger sent over a string of numbers.
Mia Ginger quietly stared at it for two seconds, and after a while, she complexly added him back.
Bob Ginger seemed suddenly cured, sending several cute pouting emojis, followed by a few crazy ones, returning to his normal state.
[I’m getting ready to sleep.]
Mia Ginger typed a line of text and sent it.
[Don’t, I still have something to tell you!]
Bob Ginger’s words popped up quickly.
Mia Ginger, of course, knew what he wanted to say, but she had completely lost interest in chatting at this point, directly replying, [I’m tired.]
[Feeling wronged. Alright, let’s talk another day.]
Mia Ginger pressed her lips together and logged out.
Staring blankly at her computer.
She knew that Bob Ginger had always been annoyed with her, and she also knew that if she and Zuri Ginger conflicted, Bob Ginger would side with Zuri without hesitation.
Yet, even knowing that, thinking about it still made her feel disappointed.
At such times, he chose to hide the truth, ignored her grievances, and unjustly sided with Zuri Ginger.
She blocked him, initially thinking they would never interact again.
Mia Ginger thought of Drunk’s cute and playful texts in their chat box and felt reluctant.
He was the only one who sincerely treated her well in the virtual world.
Mia Ginger threw herself heavily onto the bed.
Pulled the blanket over her.
Mia Ginger woke up to the bright sunlight.
Stepped off the bed in her slippers.
Koa Jackson led a very regular life, waking her up at five-thirty in the morning for a run, and after lunch, strictly ordering her to take a nap on time, so rigid it was like a timetable.
She was like a bird in captivity, yet oddly enough, she savored it.
Mia Ginger was lost in her thoughts when a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
It was Aunt Lee’s voice.
"Coming." Mia Ginger grabbed a shirt to cover her tank top and responded as she went to open the door.
"Awake?" Aunt Lee looked at her and smiled gently, "The Third Young Master invited a tailor to take your measurements."
"Huh?" Mia Ginger was confused.
"Said it’s for your birthday dress." Aunt Lee explained with a smile. Seeing her dazed expression, she chuckled and patted her shoulder, "Wash your face and come over, the tailor is in the front parlor."
"Alright, sounds good."