Chapter 37: Campus World (End)

Ten years later.

The world's first holographic game \- "Real World" was officially launched, and

the number of user registrations on the first day of release reached 3

million, a record high in the game industry. On the same day, Xingyuan Company

released the holographic helmet fantasy series. In just one week, the sales

exceeded the 10 billion mark.

Soon after, Xingyuan Company became the No. 1 leader in the game industry and

was elected as one of the ten most influential companies in the world. The

brain neuron connection technology developed by Lu Yuan, the founder and

chairman of Xingyuan Company, has been widely used in key fields such as

medical treatment and military affairs. Lu Yuan even entered the top ten of

the global wealth list at a young age.

It is rumored that the founder is handsome and extraordinary, he achieved this

achievement when he was less than 30 years old, and is still single. Not only

has wealth and ability, but also has good looks and self-love. He can be

called the No.1 golden bachelor, and is rated as the most wanted person by

thousands of women.

But this dream lover of countless young boys and girls seems to be

indifferent, not at all close to women, and there is no peach news for so many

years.

"Hey, I said Brother Lu, why haven't you seen anyone in so many years, you

can't be..." At the celebration banquet, Wei Ping drank too much, and he

couldn't hold back the jokes he usually didn't dare to make. "It can't be...

like men?"

As he said that, he rubbed his arms in a serious way, as if he was worried

about being missed.

"I'll go, Wei Ping, your head was kicked by a donkey, you dare to joke! Even

if Brother Lu likes men, he doesn't look down on you, okay!" Yu Qing cursed,

but couldn't help but say, "But Brother Lu, if you really want to chase men,

I, Yu Qing, will definitely approve with both hands and feet!"

In fact, she felt in her heart that, with Lu Yuan's conditions, if she had the

intention of falling in love, no matter whether she liked a man or a woman,

she should be able to easily catch up. I don't know how many people think

about Lu Yuan outside. Faced with so many temptations every day, they are

still able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. I'm afraid it's because they can't.

Of course, she only dared to think, not to bb.

Like men...?

Lu Yuanxu squinted his eyes, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in his mind,

followed by a strong stinging pain. It was like there were countless fine

needles poking at his nerves mercilessly.

There was an indescribable soreness in my heart, stronger than the needle-like

pain. He twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't deny it, "Maybe it

is."

The people present were stunned, and chatted for a while, and someone asked,

"Mr. Lu, I wonder if I can share with you guys, when you won the research

patent, why did you think of investing in the field of holographic games in

the first place? "

Lu Yuan shook the goblet in his hand, something seemed to come out of his

mind, his heart was hot, and he replied almost instinctively, "For a person."

Everyone present instantly raised their ears of gossip, and Yu Qing and Wei

Ping were even more curious, "For whom? I rely on, Brother Lu, don't you have

some kind of white moonlight? Why don't we know."

You must know, they have known each other since their student days. Can they

know what Lu Yuan is fond of?

Lu Yuan stared at the swaying red wine in the glass, lost in thought, and was

silent for a long time.

For whom?

For whom...?

For... who?

He asked himself frantically in his heart. The harder he tried to recall, the

more his heart seemed to be torn open, ** and empty, but he couldn't

remember anything.

Who is he... for?

With a "click", the red wine glass shattered, and the red wine and glass

ballast spilled on the ground. Lu Yuan's eyes were red, and his headache was

splitting. There were waves of worrying words around him, but he couldn't hear

anything. He just stood up staggeringly and left the seat in a daze.

Who is he... for?

…

Hundred-story building, straight into the sky.

On the top floor of the building, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood

quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the world.

The man's appearance is excellent, his facial features are three-dimensional

and grand, his shoulders are wide and his legs are long. Every part seems to

be carefully engraved, and his gestures reveal the charm of a mature man. It's

a pity that there is an unspeakable sadness and despair in those pale eyes

that make countless women dream about.

Prestige, status, wealth... He has so many things that the world admires, he

seems to have everything, but only he knows that since one day, his heart has

been empty, as if he has lost something important.

It seems that when I wake up, everything is normal, but unusual.

In that cramped and crowded home, there was a big bear doll as tall as an

adult. The doll is simple and cute, but it takes up a lot of space. No matter

how much he thinks about it, he can't remember why he bought it to go home in

the first place.

Obviously, he doesn't like this useless decoration the most.

But he was reluctant to throw it away.

When shopping in the mall, he always bought a pack of white rabbit toffee

uncontrollably, which became a habit.

Obviously, the food he hates most is desserts.

But he bought it again and again, as if possessed.

In the last days of high school, he was admitted early tomorrow, but still

stubbornly and persistently went to school and took the courses he had learned

long ago.

The seat beside him was empty, but he couldn't help but look back again and

again, as if there were people sitting there. Somewhere, he always felt that

he had also had the same table, but everyone told him that he was sitting

alone from beginning to end.

Occasionally, when he encounters classmates talking about art students, all

kinds of art schools will quickly flash in his mind, including the scores of

each school in recent years, all of which are vivid in his mind.

It's as if the memory is not there, the instinct is still there.

He felt as if he had forgotten something. Or rather, someone has been

forgotten.

But no matter how he went to the hospital for examination, he only got the

conclusion that all the indicators were normal. The psychiatrist told him that

he might be too lonely, and subconsciously fantasized the illusion of being

accompanied.

So he got rid of his arrogance and took the initiative to make all kinds of

friends, but no matter how many friends he had, he couldn't alleviate the

loneliness and emptiness that was etched in his bones.

For so many years, he has been studying, researching, and working day and

night, just to create a real holographic game era. It seems that only in this

way can he forget his troubles a little.

To create a real holographic game, this dream is like an instinct and

obsession engraved in the depths of memory, indelible. Finally, after ten

years, he succeeded.

But he couldn't feel the slightest joy, only a strong sense of loss that was

stronger than one day.

He did it, and then what?

He seemed to have everything and nothing.

There was always a voice in his mind telling him that when he created a real

holographic game, he would give it as a gift to...to...who?

Lu Yuan covered his head in pain, his eyes were red, and he smashed the

surrounding things like crazy. Pieces of antique decorations worth millions

exploded at his feet, and his hands were accidentally cut by sharp objects.

They didn't feel anything, they vented freely.

It wasn't until there was only a mess around him that he lost his soul and

slid to the ground in despair. His throat was choked, he raised his hand to

cover his face, the corners of his eyes were wet.

He seems to have lost the most important thing, but what exactly... is it?

What exactly... is it?

…

The author has something to say: 嘤嘤 The first world has finally been written.

In fact, I am quite abusive in the final chapter. I didn’t expect that it was

not abusive at all. I was too bad _(:з」∠) _

If there is no accident in the next world, it will be holographic +

entertainment. If I can't write it, it may be adjusted. I will wait a few days

before I start writing (:з"∠)

By the way, ask for the surname of Shou, the word Yuan is the same, if you

have any favorite surnames, you can tell me (:з"∠)