Su Mingan thought about it for a moment.

If it was someone else who often jumped up and down on the forum, he would probably not be able to remember it, but Su Shi was really too eye-catching.

There were a torrent of praises and insults directed at her on the forum. After the initial bombing incident, her popularity was comparable to those players at the top of the list.

Her body was against the door, her hands were on the wall, and she looked at him with a pair of watery eyes.

Although Su Ming'an knew that Su Shi's love would only come from her own person and would not be mixed with the interests of any organization.

This is an overly fanatical star-chasing girl who uses bombs to take the lives of others so that he can take the initiative to "judge" others. She can even chase him all the way to the joint headquarters of the Human Self-Rescue Conference and stand at the door to cling to him.

This kind of love has crossed the line.

She should fall in love with someone of her own age who she likes and who also likes her. Instead of chasing him with a self-devoting emotion like burning herself and begging him with an almost humble attitude.

This is not equal love.

At this time, the barrage was also in full swing. Some people wanted him to "go with the flow" during the festival, while others were full of hostility.

[I said, first player, it’s Christmas Eve, and all the girls are here, why don’t you want it? 】

[I think the Su style is not worthy, it is like dog-skin plaster, and it can only draw.]

[What's wrong? What's wrong? What does "can draw" mean? Being able to draw is awesome, okay? I want to be able to draw! Someone come and teach me how to draw!!!!]

[I think that the first player should not fall in love in the game. Such feelings are mixed with impurities. The first player should shoulder the responsibility of human beings and just do the task well. There is no need to be distracted by other things. 】

[Damn, here comes an honest man. Let’s isolate him.]

[…Su Mingan is not a task machine, so why can’t he even have love? 】

[But Su Shi is definitely not good. I hate Su Shi. She injured my uncle and our whole family hates her.]

[Why do you hate her? Wasn’t Su Ming’an instigating her to blow up her family? Su Ming’an said one thing and did another. How do you know that Su’s behavior is completely autonomous? 】

[Here we go again... classic conspiracy theory, this live broadcast room is full of chaos, can we have a good time? 】

[After nm Christmas, I want to celebrate the New Year! I want to blow up firecrackers! 】

[Blow nm firecrackers, I want to celebrate Qingming Festival! I want to visit Boss Rabbit’s grave!]

【……】

The barrage was in chaos.

Su Ming'an stared at Su Shi leaning against the door, waiting to reject her request.

"...Can I draw a picture for you?"

"Huh?" Su Mingan heard the unexpected request.

In front of him, the girl leaned against the door, and a transparent pen appeared in her hand.

"Today is Christmas Eve." She said: "I want to draw you, I want to draw a picture for you, is that okay?"

Su Mingan didn't expect her request to be like this.

It's simply too simple.

"How long will it take?" he asked.

"In one hour, I can draw very quickly and very simply." Su Shi said.

Su Mingan looked at the time, and it happened to be about an hour before nightfall.

If you have free time to exchange for a red-level equipment, you can do this deal.

"Let's draw." Su Mingan said.

Su Shi laughed.

"Let's go to the rooftop, I want to have a broad background." She said.

After walking onto the rooftop, Su Shi put down two small benches for him to sit on, and then began to draw.

It's still snowing at this time.

Su Shi held her breath, watching the pieces of white feathers falling slowly, and watching Su Ming'an sitting in front of her.

Her hand holding the pen moved slightly, moving on the transparent drawing board in front of her.

Su Mingan looked at the interface in front of him, counted the props, and waited for time to pass.

He suddenly heard the excited shouts of players celebrating the festival coming from the street.

He looked down and saw the colorful neon lights flashing below. The light came through the almost transparent snow, like a scalding torrent.

...until they gather behind people.

He stared at the group of people celebrating. The barrage was like snowflakes, floating in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The process of the world game is about to enter its fourth month.

Today is Christmas Eve.

"alright."

About an hour later, Su Shi suddenly stood up.

In front of her was a delicate draft that had not yet been finished with coloring.

Su Ming'an, who is painted in black and white, is sitting in this draft. Behind him is a piece of colored light that is so brilliant that it dazzles the eyes.

She stood up and handed him the bracelet: "Happy holidays."

She operated the interface and shared the painted picture with him:

"I hope more people can spend the New Year with you."

She finished speaking.

...and then turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Snow fell on her shoulders.
Chapter completed!