Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1121

[Friend] Sweet Dream: And anyway... I'm not going to play this game any longer. I don't care what Candy Group says. Just let them say whatever they want.

When he saw the message from Elsa, Charlie's temples quivered slightly and his eyes turned dark.

[Friend] Silent Sorrow: I see... Since you're not going to play any longer, you need not care whether they live or die. It no longer has anything to do with you.

[Friend] Sweet Dream: ...

[Friend] Silent Sorrow: But if you continue to play the game and don't want that kind of thing happening to them, then of course... I will consider stopping the massacre. After all, it was you who was concerned about them. Now that you don't want to hold them responsible, I won't bother with them either.

[Friend] Silent Sorrow: Legendary Past has already given away four or five thousand Ingots for this. I wonder how much she will have to give away in order to degrade all of them to Level Zero.

Elsa gaped at the screen. She had to be more shameless than him in order to win. But now, she had to yield.

[Friend] Sweet Dream: Silent Sorrow, I'm scared... Please notify them to stop immediately!

Elsa pondered silently, 'Four or five thousand Ingots...That would cost a lot of money! Even if you're rich, you can't spend all that money in such a meaningless way!'

[Friend] Silent Sorrow: Since you're not going to play the game any longer, you need not worry about it.

[Friend] Sweet Dream: I will play.

After seeing those three simple words on his screen, Charlie could imagine what Elsa's face would be like at that moment. The picture of her cheeks ballooned like two small buns came vividly to his mind. Unconsciously, a smile spread to his eyes.

[World] Silent Sorrow: Stop killing Candy Group.

[World] Legendary Past: So soon? I just converted some more Ingots as reward for degrading them to Level Zero.

[World] Wind Blowing Butt: Fuck! My microcosm of hostility towards the rich is about to explode.

[World] Eggache Time: Fuck, mine has already exploded!

[World] ... ...

Seeing the messages refreshing endlessly in World, Elsa flapped her eyelashes in relief. 'Farewell, Allen.'

[Friend] Drunk Wind: Elsa, thank you.

Elsa didn't respond to him. She deleted him from her friend list. She would try to forget both Drunk Wind in the game, and Allen in the real world.

[World] Drunk Wind: I don't wish to explain who was right and who was wrong. I just want to say that I will not attend the PK this evening!

[World] Puppet123: Fuck! You're not coming?! I have been looking forward to observing Sorrow's PK operation!

[World] Reporter Bean: Alas...What a pity! Sorrow has refused to share his game replay of killing the 'Glutton'. Those who haven't seen it will miss this likely chance. I feel sorry for you!

"Oh, that reminds me. I should let her know," Charlie said with a slight nod. Then he turned around and began typing on the keyboard.

The bookworm could not believe that Charlie was being so casual about it. He mumbled, "If I were Evelyn, I would dump a box of ice cream on your face."

"Don't worry about me. I am not as valuable as a box of ice cream to her," Charlie said with a knowing smile. He saw the reply from Evelyn on his screen.

[Friend] Legendary Past: I've cancelled the group battle tonight.

[Friend] Legendary Past: Aah! I am more excited about the wedding in the evening than fighting the group battles or ill-treating LOL! Ha-ha!

A gust of light fog drifted in front of Charlie's character with weird chuckles. His eyes became soft. He loved this younger sister of his so much that he didn't think there was anybody in the world who could compare to her.

*

When the telephone in her dormitory room rang, Elsa was sitting absent-mindedly by the window sill. The rings brought her back to reality. As soon as she picked up the phone, she heard the heavy voice of the dormitory administrator—a woman in her fifties.

"Elsa Ji, a package has been delivered in your name. Pick it up from downstairs."

The phone was hung up

before Elsa could say a word. Elsa wasn't aware of any packages coming for her today. As far as she could remember, she hadn't bought anything recently. But she went downstairs anyway to pick it up. A hot stamp logo of the Dragon Empire Group was on the delicate package. The brand name on the box belonged to a dessert shop directly under the Dragon Empire Group. Everything in that shop was sold in a limited quantity every day. Elsa could never afford any of those products, because all of them were extremely expensive.