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

Night.

Xu Xian took two cans of beer and a cigarette, and called Wang Yaoyu to the stone bench downstairs in the community, intending to say thank you.

He put the soft Chinese strip aside, and then said: "The soft middle that I took from my father in the Mid-Autumn Festival last time, if you don't smoke it, go back to your old man." "

Xu Xian doesn't smoke, and Wang Yaoyu doesn't smoke either.

But Wang Jianshan loves to smoke, the kind that can't quit, the neighbors all know, of course, smoking is harmful to health, if Wang Yaoyu doesn't want to smoke for his father, then he can also send it to the leader.

Wang Yaoyu didn't understand: "It's cold and cold this night, you called me out just to give me a cigarette?"

Xu Xian handed him the beer, shook his head and denied: "I just want to thank you, you gave Xu Mengxian a lot of gifts in the live broadcast room, and we only found out after realizing it today."

After hearing this, he suddenly realized, and waved his hand casually: "That's what Wang Wenshuai told me, Xu Meizi is broadcasting the game live every morning, so I will pass by the gift." The

other party was silent for a moment: "Why did you give her a gift?"

Wang Yaoyu hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled: "She used your account to broadcast live, I think the relationship between the two of you must be not ordinary, so just mean it, maybe she will be a brother and sister in the future." That's

what it meant.

In their eyes, their relationship with Xu Mengxian seems to be really unusual, and many behaviors are still exposed.

Xu Xian immediately joked: "In case I got you, what if Xu Mengxian is my relative?"

Wang Yaoyu looked at it dumbly, then opened the beer and took two sips: "It's your relative, so you have to mean it." The

other party nodded thoughtfully, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Last time I told you that the girl was a writer..."Wang

Yaoyu raised his hand and patted Xu Xian's shoulder, chuckling: "I know it's fake, but I think you must have your own troubles, so it doesn't matter."

Then he asked suspiciously: "It's just that I want to know, does Sister Xu stay at home every day?"

Xu Xian's expression was slightly trance, and he nodded after reacting: "Almost, she is doing the same online profession as me, of course, she is also writing online articles, not just live broadcasts."

Wang Yaoyu looked at the lighted balcony upstairs, raised his eyebrows and whispered: "That's the case, live broadcast and novel." "

No wonder they can live together, it's completely the two of them have similar interests, whether it's eating or doing, it's so similar.

The so-called similarity of eating was noticed when he went out to make skewers last time, if it weren't for Xu Xian's constant denial that this was a relative, Wang Yaoyu would really think that this was his own sister or sister.

He took a sip of beer and got up from the stone bench with a smile: "It's good, you seem to have found someone similar to you, you should cherish her more and keep her." "

Don't be like me, there are only a few friends around me, I don't know who I can meet in the future, I don't know how to find a similar self, I do my duty every day, confused..."

Is it not showing up?

Xu Xian didn't know, but he still said: "There will always be a right person in front of you, it's okay to wait, besides, you are still a civil servant, you can attract others."

Wang Yaoyu shook his body, rubbed his arms a few times, then shook his head and sighed: "Don't talk to you about this, I have to go back and take a hot bath, this weather is not something that people can stay outside."

Xu Xian also got up, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was not too late at eight o'clock, so he picked up the soft cigarette on the stool: "You bring the cigarette back." The

other party took it, and then chuckled: "That's okay, thank you, come directly to my house to find something in the future, don't call me down, this weather can't stand the cold, and you can't ask for leave if you have a cold." With that

, he turned away, putting his hands in his pockets very chicly, but he was so cold that he walked a little stiff.

Xu Xian exhaled the warmth into the palm of his hand, lowered his eyes and stared straight at the ground, and the thoughts in his heart began to be complicated.

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after going upstairs.

He saw Xu Mengxian on the balcony as if watching something.

"See what?"

walked over and came to Xu Mengxian's side.

The other party slowly turned his head sideways: "Watching you chat, it reminds me of the time when you used to be in high school, you all liked to play games on that stone bench, these are your precious memories." Then

he asked, "Wang Yaoyu didn't say anything, did he?"

He shook his head and responded: "Whatever you can say, you just have to broadcast it live, no one will point fingers at you."

Xu Mengxian tilted her head and sighed twice, a soft cotton pajamas couldn't wear a fat appearance on her, maybe she was skinny, or she might be born with a hanger.

If you go to be a model, it is estimated that it will be the kind of top traffic, of course, it will not be popular without a big boss to support it.

There is no shortage of beauties in this era, and many people's fine plastic surgery and makeup are almost like Xu Mengxian, but they are not so natural, and there is still a bit of a gap between natural beauty and acquired repair, but now not many people care about these.

The two of them stood silently in the cold wind on the balcony, and the clouds above the night were dim and a little depressing.

Xu Mengxian suddenly said, "Thank you."

She thanked the other party for paving the way for her future, such as the things she asked Wang Yaoyu tonight.

Xu Xian nodded indifferently: "You're welcome." A

moment of silence continued.

She then said, "Come closer to me?

Xu Xian was not calm: "What are you doing?"

Xu Mengxian smiled slightly: "Find the feeling." The

other party looked at him in astonishment and couldn't believe it: "How can you feel at this stage?" Can you still be tempted by me? Her

words were like a rooster laying eggs and a hen crowing, without any justification, and suddenly it became a reverse push.

Xu Mengxian smiled lightly and leaned over first: "Isn't this the progress you've always wanted?"

Xu Xian looked panicked at a loss: "Then I have to bring it up, can you accept this now?"

After saying this, he thought about it again, and leaned close to find a feeling, which seemed to be okay in the first place.

The girl pouted angrily: "You don't care if I accept these or not, if you don't lean over, then I'll go back to the living room."

Xu Xian gasped and didn't ink: "Damn! Then

he moved his steps and leaned over to Xu Mengxian.

Silent, as if looking for something.

What is it? His heart was already pounding.

Will the other party be the same?

The distance between the two slowly approached.

Touch the corners of your clothes and touch the skin on the back of your hands.

Xu Xian remembered that he shook her hand today.

But at that time, I was so focused on comforting the other person that I didn't care about how it felt, but now it's different.

He felt it.

Cold hands, but soft.

Because only the hand can be reached.

Elsewhere, through the damn thick pajamas.