"Ah, don't be sad. It's better not to have a girl like her," Mu Chu comforted him, following behind and chattering incessantly.

"When did Mom possess you?" In front of the school's teaching building, the patchy dark shadows of trees were cast on both sides of the grass. Mu Rui walked while patting his sister's head.

"Please, I'm comforting you!" Mu Chu opened his hand and glared at him.

"Miss, please go back. I'm fine," he said.

"Fine." Mu Chu let out a sigh.

After seeing off his younger sister, Murui walked outside the school and stood beneath the cold breeze for a while. He sighed to himself, thinking it was not the first time he had been dumped by a girlfriend. There was no need to get all worked up about it.

Damn it, I just want to play games! Can't I avoid having a real girlfriend?!

When Xu Wen, the old gentleman, returned to the dormitory, he had already fallen asleep after finishing reading literary books. Recently, there was a book report activity. He truly was a bookworm, Mu Rui sighed, then he turned on the computer and put on his headphones. He had been playing this martial arts game for half a year, and even had a partner.

The mouse moved a few times, and after logging into his own account, a classical background tune played. The message box below flickered, and the message was sent by his in-game wife, Xia Riyu. In the game, his name was Wuzhonghua.

Muyan noticed that there was a message. Thinking that someone still cared about him, his mood improved slightly. He smiled and clicked on the message box.

Summer Rain Lotus: In the misty flowers, let's break up.

Mu Rui was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and sighed weakly. He really wanted to curse his luck, like, seriously, is it necessary to be this unlucky?!

"【Wu Zhong Hua: Xia, are you there?】"

After waiting for two seconds, Xia Ri Yuhu's originally invisible head lit up.

Summer Rain Lotus: Did you see the message I sent you?

Mist Blossom: Is what you said true?

Xia Ri Yu He: Really.

One minute of silence passed.

Misty Flowers: Alright then, let's break up. But could you tell me why?

In the game, Xia Riyuhe was dressed in a vibrant red outfit, standing in front of an inn. Among the bustling street filled with people, she exchanged words with the misty flowers.

Xia Ri Yuhe: I have developed feelings for Shechuan.

Mu Rui coughed slightly. He knew this person; they were a top-tier player in the game, a formidable swordsman character. However, he wasn't sure if they had bought their equipment with real money or if they had worked their way up through the game.

Mu Rui's tears streamed down his face, Marek has really been bullying me! So it's She Chuan, huh? Just you wait.

Mist in Bloom: Let's break up.

So the two of them publicly announced their peaceful breakup on the world stage and went their separate ways, each pursuing their own freedom.

Mu Rui commanded his own group of small characters to find She Chuan. His character equipment was not low, and he could be considered as stepping into the ranks of experts. However, his skills were all at the level of a rookie, and after teaming up with him for a week, everyone kicked him out one after another.

What is meant by being extremely unlucky, this is a perfect example...

This exquisite martial arts game features stunning 3D graphics. In the beginner's village, every house is built with an antique style, surrounded by mountains, green trees, and flowing streams, creating a picturesque scene. The development team's technical expertise is also quite impressive.

Shenchuan meditated under a spiritual tree in a meadow, with a handsome face framed by white hair. He wore a slightly heroic black long robe that was exquisitely tailored. A faint glow emanated from the long sword resting on his back.

Flower in the Mist is also a swordsman, but his sword is just a regular one. He circled around this person several times, sneering at the fact that this guy didn't make the cut!

Instead of waiting around, it is better to do something else. Murui commanded his character to take on a side quest, killing monsters and gathering herbs. At this point in time, he didn't know anyone to team up with, so he could only focus on killing small monsters and gradually leveling up.

After playing for an hour, Murui felt a bit sleepy. Yawning with teary eyes, he decided to go and check on Shouchuan again. If Shouchuan was still offline, he would go back to bed himself. The dormitory was freezing cold.

Mu Rui opened the pet interface and summoned his flying fox mount to fly down to the foot of the Spirit Tree. As a result, all the ghostly shadows disappeared.

Huh?

He searched around and finally found traces of She Chuan at the scenic area of Jiangnan in Lin'an. She Chuan at the stone bridge did not summon a mount or a pet, walking alone with his white hair swaying gently.

The flower in the mist stood on the stone bridge like a ruffian, blocking the path of others stubbornly. Shen Chuan, dressed in white, glanced at him and typed a line of words.

涉川：不好意思请让下

Shechuan: Excuse me, please make way.

Wuzhong Huazhao took two steps forward in the fog, approaching Shechuan, deliberately imprinting the characters on the world platform.

Mist in the Flower: I'm Sorry, I'm Robbing You.

The screen remained quiet for two seconds.

[She Chuan: I'm broke.]

Mu Rui sat in front of the computer screen, sporting a smirk. He thought to himself, "This guy is flaunting such high-end equipment, yet claims to have no money. Just look at what he's carrying on his back – it's none other than the legendary Heaven-Quaking Sword, one of the Ten Great Divine Swords coveted by everyone in the martial world!"

The world platform is very quiet. Robberies are nothing, as there are people being robbed every day.

The dormitory lights were turned off, making it difficult to see the keyboard clearly.

Mu Rui stared at the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He quickly typed a few words, "Click," and pressed the enter key, then his hand slipped.

[Misty Blossoms: I Rob Color]

The world fell silent for two seconds, and then instantly erupted in excitement.

Monkey's Mom: Knock it off! Who dares to mess with Sichuan's reputation?!

[A face full of black ink: Onlookers!]

Tropical Banana: Misty Flower, you unlucky god, dare you still snatch away She Chuan's beauty? She Chuan, I beg you to beat him.

Mu Rui looked speechlessly at the world being flooded with posts. When he saw the words "tropical bananas," he instantly flew into a rage. Dammit, when did I become the god of misfortune? I insist on stealing his spotlight.

Shi Chuan ignored him and walked away, taking a detour. Wu Zhong Hua hurriedly turned around and chased after him, opening a private chat window.

Mist in Blossom: Hey hey, what are you running for?

[Shen Chuan: Bored]

Shenchuan summoned his mount, Fei Hu, and compared to Fei Hu, Fei Hu was simply on a different level. Murui watched as the figure in white vanished in the blink of an eye, feeling frustrated.

Everyone is watching their own show on the world stage, underestimating the power of laughter and being frivolous. In Mu Rui's heart, a herd of ten thousand mythical beasts galloped, feeling that today's anger was truly overwhelming. He thought, "I must cause some trouble this time!"

Without the presence of She Chuan, and coupled with the fact that the game was infuriating at this moment, Mu Rui clicked on the exit button. He stood up, pulled the chair, and with a loud snap, closed his laptop and lunged towards the bed.

Ah.

Although he had turned off the game, Mu Rui lay in bed with his eyes wide open, tossing and turning unable to fall asleep. That damn Xu Wen was even snoring, usually presenting himself as a refined gentleman, but his sleeping posture now was simply unbearable!

One sheep, two sheep...

After finally falling asleep, Murui saw today's blurry figure of the boy, walking under the plane trees on the street with Luo Qing, hand in hand. Luo Qing even turned her head and waved goodbye to him, smiling peacefully. Murui furrowed his brow in his sleep, as if his heart was being twisted. He woke up with a vague feeling of sadness and, as soon as he raised his eyes, saw the bright daylight in the dormitory.

"I'm going, isn't it too late?"

Mu Rui woke up in a panic and frantically searched for his phone next to the pillow. When he checked the time, he was instantly dumbfounded.

7:50, 7:50! How important is the first class of the school year. The counselor has already reminded us multiple times on QQ. This is the rhythm of being called out for criticism!

"Xu Wen, class is about to start!"

Mu Rui hurriedly put on his clothes and leaped off the bed. He shouted at his roommate who was still sleeping soundly across from him.

With bleary eyes, Xu Wen scratched his head and rolled over, squinting for a moment. After a two-second pause, he suddenly jolted up with a start, muttering, "What did you say? What time is it? Did I miss class?"

Mu Rui was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, with black lines all over his head as he couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

After checking the time, Xu Wen finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He quickly searched for his clothes on the bed and got dressed in no time before rushing towards the bathroom.

Mu Rui glanced at the person beside him and almost burst out laughing. He spat out some toothpaste water and said to Xu Wen with a disgusted expression, "Your pants are on backward."

"......"

Xu Wen's face was filled with a conflicted expression as he forcefully swallowed the profanity bubbling up inside him. Then, he quietly returned to the bed to change his clothes.

When Murui came out of the bathroom, there was no sign of his roommate. Instantly, he felt a deep sense of contempt. This roommate, who resembled a beggar, went to the classroom without even washing his face or brushing his teeth.

Xu Wen frantically ran to the classroom and stealthily entered through the back door. He discreetly sat down in a corner, taking a deep breath of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't late.

The classrooms in the university are quite spacious. Everyone is sitting together in the middle and back rows, bending their heads down to play with their phones. On the podium, the professor of the professional course is also bowing their head, tidying up the PowerPoint presentation.