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Mary stood at the busy intersection, watching Kevin and Alan each disappear into different streets. She furrowed her brow slightly, feeling a hint of emptiness. The adventures with these two friends in the virtual world were always thrilling and self-affirming, but back in reality, life seemed to have returned to square one.
She sighed softly, took out her phone, and saw a mountain of unread messages on the screen. She knew she should respond, but felt a strange weariness and disgust. Driven by this emotion, she opened a social networking app.
In front of her, a series of dialogue prompts popped up, each one making her feel a wave of annoyance.
"Wanna hang out?"
"180 centimeters tall, with abs, a Korean style handsome guy, do you want to get to know me?"
"You've never met a man like me, 18 centimeters not including the head, 5 centimeters wide, definitely going to blow your mind."
Mary frowned and couldn't help but think: "These stinky men, they're all cut from the same mold, only knowing how to attract attention in this low-level way."
Then, her gaze stopped at a message that had been read. This guy was completely different from their previous conversation on the app. He was knowledgeable and refined, as if every word could bring her a kind of spiritual comfort. They chatted very well, even chatting into the late night a few times, until both of them involuntarily started yawning. But for some reason, this guy hadn't responded to her for two days.
Mary felt a wave of disappointment and began to wonder if she had done something wrong. Was she too nervous herself, or was this guy just another person who would let her down? She opened their chat record again, trying to find the answer, but the more she did, the more she felt a deep sense of unease.
Finally, Mary took a deep breath and decided to put down her phone, no longer dwelling on these troubling thoughts. She put her phone in her pocket, quickened her pace, and sought some comfort in the gradually darkening streets.
"Perhaps, this is just life," she thought silently in her heart, but the distress and sense of loss still weighed heavily on her, making her feel more and more trapped in an inescapable emotional maze.
Mary walked to the front door, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed it open. The light at the door revealed a hint of warmth, but she felt a chill in her heart. Her mother was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and upon seeing her return, the worry on her face eased slightly.
"How come you're back so late?" Mom asked.
"Just spent some time with friends," Mary replied coldly, a hint of displeasure barely visible at the corner of her mouth.
Mom wanted to ask further, but seeing Mary's unwilling expression, she retracted the question that was about to come out of her mouth. She already understood that sometimes pressing for answers would only make things worse.
In reality, there weren't any major conflicts or issues between Mary and her family. If one had to find a reason, perhaps it was the inevitable physiological and psychological changes brought about by adolescence. Youth, a stage full of vitality but also confusion, doesn't it often make people a bit blind and impulsive? Mary was currently trapped in it, her mind full of doubts and emotional turmoil making her unable to be calm.
She walked up the stairs, thinking, maybe this is just life, full of unknowns and moments that are hard to understand. She returned to her room, closed the door, and that heavy feeling enveloped her once again. She took out her phone, looked at the message that had been read, and the displeasure on her face gradually turned into a bitter smile.
"Maybe I just expected too much," she thought, finally putting down her phone and lying heavily on the bed.
At this age, Mary may not have enough life experience to correctly interpret her own and others' emotions, but all of this is just a part of the necessary growth process in youth.
Mary sighed and decided not to think about the boy on the social app who had disappointed her. She opened her computer and clicked on the DC icon. As soon as she entered, she saw that Kevin and Alan were already online. Feeling a little better, she joined their chat channel.
Next to Alan's profile picture, a microphone icon appeared, indicating that he was adjusting the settings for a live broadcast. "Just encountered a technical issue, but it should be resolved soon," Alan's voice came through the microphone.
Just then, a burst of music suddenly sounded, coming from Kevin's microphone. The music was some rebellious rock, quite in line with Kevin's personality. But within this music, Mary also heard some sharp arguing voices.
"Why can't you just focus on your studies? Smoking, drinking - is this the life you want?" A man's voice, clearly Kevin's father.
"What do you understand? You don't even know what I want!" Kevin retorted, his voice filled with dissatisfaction and defiance.
Mary and Alan remained silent, choosing to keep quiet about this personal issue. But they both understood that Kevin's family situation had not been the first to come up in their conversations.
In the end, Alan broke the silence and changed the subject. "Well, it's all set. Are we ready to start the live broadcast?"
Mary quickly responded, "Okay, I'm ready."
Kevin also seemed to want to break free from the unpleasantness at home, interrupting the argument with his father and turning to the microphone, saying, "Alright, let's get started."
Three people each carried different emotions and thoughts in their hearts, but in this chat channel, they found a common goal and an escape from the pressures of reality. Kevin pressed the start button for the live broadcast, and Alan also simultaneously started the game. Mary smiled, feeling that at least in this virtual world, she had found a little space and comfort of her own.
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