I started playing World of Warcraft because I had just bought a house. Because of some problems with the house itself, the owners gathered to make trouble, and they met a righteous girl and her husband, parents, and family. Then we all play together. In that era, there were many stories about righteousness, friendship, and partners, just like a river and lake. Among them, what moved me the most was a story about Fengjian. A MT of a guild, a legendary weapon that everyone wants to get. The president disregarded objections and gave it to MT. For the sake of the guild, MT went to work during the day, and went online on time at night to play gold groups and make money for the guild. It took what seemed like a year to pay off the money. I remember that when I saw this, I was moved, as if I was reading the novel "CS Bounty Hunter" about CS.
I am so lucky, in a simple age, I also happen to be simple. As beautiful as it is, it is always just a moment.
Warcraft has a friend named Fish in a Bottle. He took me from level 30 to level 60, from the Scarlet Monastery to the raid. I remember one time, an axe came out. At that time, there was no illusion. He wanted it very much, and I also wanted it very much. The roll point is his, he hesitated for a minute and gave it to me. Say, sell it, it can be sold for a lot of money, it is rare. He does not belong to us.
Later, for various reasons, we slowly cut off contact. successively afk. When we meet again, I'm already the highest in the server, the Golden Group, and the recognized warrior dps in the 1970s. Long-term entrenched in the top three. One day, I flew to a high mountain near Wailing Caves. It is said that the small temple on the top of the mountain was built by Warcraft in memory of a young boy in America. I don't know why, I just stood there and tears fell. I remember when my female troll was born, stupidly ran all the way to Orgrimmar from farther than here, I remember the best playmates, and the endless wailing. I remember that the first time everyone had a mount, they made an appointment to hike to Thunder Bluff, the city of windmills.
However, we have all changed. Become so pragmatic, both in reality and online. Because of the continuous upgrade of the version, there is no one in the lively Undercity, and there is no one in the beautiful Nagrand. The screen is full of gold groups and fraudsters swiping the screen. Anything can be sold, no friendship whatsoever. This is the current monster.
Later, the wife gave birth to a baby. If you have nothing to do, you will start playing World of Warcraft. In reality, she is a very forgiving and kind person, compared to my selfishness, domineering, and greed. Her kindness sometimes seemed weak. However, in Warcraft, it seems that the whole world is her friend. Hiking yak, this kind of mount of 120,000 gold, as long as she said I wanted it, someone would buy it for him immediately. I asked him why, 100,000 gold can buy some cards. She said, it's nothing, it's just that when the girl entered the guild, she didn't understand anything. She took her everywhere to brush the book. That pay is not a point card. From level 1 villain to level 100, the friendship established for such a long time, a mount is nothing. As the president of the guild, the wife's account number has all the big names in the guild, and there is also a password. For the past five years, only those who have used his account have deposited money, not stolen.
I went to Singapore for an interview in March. My wife said, if you have anything to do, go to Changi Airport to find someone from our guild. He will help you. Maybe I really have changed. Warcraft hasn't changed at all. It was me who became materialistic, it was I who struggled from the bottom to the present, and learned to intrigue and become stingy, dark, and calculating. The wife who doesn't care about the world, runs this guild that is so happy in everything with kindness.
I went to Kunming to work for a year, and I haven't touched World of Warcraft for a year. Come back, the equipment level is already 720, and there is no need to play below the M book. The wife added this account to her guild. Then every time I go online, people in the guild talk a lot. Look, the president's husband. Female troll.
When I came back from Kunming, I fell from an executive to a homeless person. Real friends, even once good friends, suddenly cut off contact. Cell phones dropped from more than 50 calls a day to zero. Go to World of Warcraft again, and look at the darkness in the friend bar. I really want to say, I miss you so much, I really want to be with you, to participate in the Stranglethorn Valley Fishing Contest, to fight rare, to catch mounts, and to repeatedly see the first episode of I am a MT rotten.
However, all is over. In front of a thirty-five-year-old person, life is a disease that can be foreseen in the future, a life and death that can be foreseen in the future, a responsibility, and more of a mist. Warcraft is not important, this movie is not worth watching. I went to see it just because I missed you guys. see you again!
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