If the fantasy comes true, my wife will be another me

Coming back to his senses, Xu Xian turned his head and said to Xu Mengxian: "It is indeed a gift from them, except for Wang Wenshuai's inscription, how much money do they give in total?" The

other party was stunned, I thought it was just a coincidence, but I didn't expect it to be Xu Xian's group of friends, doesn't that mean that they all know that they are doing live broadcast and game industry?

She glanced at the gift list twice, calculated it carefully, and was suddenly surprised in her heart, so she replied to Xu Xian: "A total of more than 2,000 yuan in gifts in the past few months."

Xu Xian's eyes widened, swiping so much money?

"Wang Wenshuai gave the most?"

The other person nodded: "Yes." "

The title governor is not a gift, but something similar to the iron fan membership brand, so with the title governor, Wang Wenshuai himself smashed more than 2,000 pieces in the live broadcast room.

He became numb when he heard the reply, half of the money had been divided by the platform, so it was better not to brush it.

Xu Xian held his forehead, feeling that half of the money was given to the platform for nothing, and then sighed and said: "Everyone is very good to us, we have to find an opportunity to invite them out for a meal in the future."

Xu Mengxian was puzzled: "Why did they give me gifts, didn't I just meet them once?" "

Even if I have Xu Xian's memory, I already know Xu Xian's friends very well, but I can't understand the reason.

Xu Xian couldn't figure it out, but he remembered something else, so he said: "I once told Wang Yaoyu that you are a writer, and it seems that he already knows that I am lying. "

Thousands of calculations, it's still a hundred secrets.

Xu Mengxian also sighed: "Lies can't be maintained forever, I hope he doesn't care about these." The

other party sat over, looked at the gift list on the screen, and couldn't help but complicate his expression: "Of course he doesn't care, but he may ask, because there is no need to lie about this matter to him, but for so long, I don't understand why he hasn't asked, as if it's okay." Wang

Yaoyu should have found out that Xu Mengxian is not a writer for a long time, but he never mentioned it.

Xu Mengxian guessed and said, "He should want to wait for you to explain?" Maybe he didn't care either.

Xu Xian shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, let's confess to him tonight, after all, people regard me as their best friend." The

other party's heart hung up: "What do you want to confess?"

He turned his head to look at the girl whose face turned pale, and suddenly said with a smile: "It's not to confess our secret, but to make it clear to him that you are actually an unemployed person."

Xu Mengxian was still very panicked after receiving the answer, and pinched the corners of her clothes and didn't let go: "But in this case, then the excuse that I am a writer is inconsistent with what your parents know." Wang

Yaoyu knew Xu Xian's parents.

And Xu Xian also told this lie to his parents.

An online writer is not the same as a writer.

Writers are certified to work and eat official meals.

If Wang Yaoyu casually mentions that she is a jobless vagrant one day, will Xu Xian's parents start to dislike her? Or they stop believing because they lied.

Xu Mengxian was very frightened.

She can't do without her parents in her memory, and she can't do without Xu Xian, such a future is unimaginable for her.

Seeing that the other party's face began to turn pale again, Xu Xian held her hand: "In your memory, what kind of person is Wang Yaoyu?"

She raised her head stunned: "An upright person."

Xu Xian's expression was serious: "Do you think he will say more?"

Xu Mengxian couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she heard the other party's question, and then fell into deep thought.

In all my memories, Xu Xian was not an honest person, for example, when he was in a high school parent-teacher meeting, he once spent fifty yuan to call a takeaway uncle to help hold a meeting, and at that time, Wang Yaoyu knew about it, and he helped keep it safe.

No matter who he was, he didn't even mention it, as if it had never happened, and kept silent.

So Wang Yaoyu sometimes says that he is an upright person, but more often than not, he cares about friendship very much, so whenever Xu Xian has a secret, he will not bother to say more even if he knows it.

Xu Mengxian looked out of the balcony: "No."

Xu Xian suddenly smiled: "Everyone has secrets, we have to choose to believe him, and it doesn't matter to him whether you have a job or not."

He didn't dare to say that Xu Mengxian was just an outsider in Wang Yaoyu's eyes, because this kind of talk would hurt the other party.

Everyone has small secrets and big secrets, and it's not much of a problem to say small secrets, but big secrets involving all sides, such as the existence of Xu Mengxian, have to be kept secret, because it will subvert other people's perception of the world.

Xu Mengxian finally let go of her hanging heart, and said with a sigh of relief: "I know, whether I have a job or not is irrelevant to Wang Yaoyu, and I believe he won't say much."

Xu Xian nodded approvingly: "There is nothing to be afraid of in this world, but it has little impact on us, and when you have an identity, everything is easy to say." "

It's like a dream.

Fear? Inexistent.

With an identity, she can do a lot of things, at least Xu Mengxian no longer has to do a job like a jobless vagrant.

But Xu Xian himself has always wanted to be a jobless vagrant, so the old man in the family can't wait to kick him out of the old house.

Xu Mengxian nodded slowly: "Got it." Immediately

relaxed her mind, continued to open the live broadcast room to get back on track, and closed the microphone for more than ten minutes, so that the audience in the live broadcast room thought that she had something important to do just now.

She took a deep breath, plugged in the microphone and started the game: "I've been waiting for everyone, today's goal is to hit the top fifty." The

barrage was full of encouragement, and then everyone said their own words.

Xu Xian left the sofa and went to the balcony to look at the cold sky, thinking silently about all kinds of things in his heart.

Secrets and excuses are both derivative words that people need.

He would be grateful to the few friends around him, who supported him while keeping every little secret.

Because of this, the big secret will not be discovered.