I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

"Mr. Xing, can you sign my name?"

"Hey, I want it too! It will definitely be packed on the opening day!"

Wearing a black overcoat, Xing Wen dragged the boards handed up one after another with one hand, and signed on them.

The words are ugly, and he has black lines all over his head.

"Thank you so much!" said the girl in the white hat. "My name is Su Xi. I will contact you as soon as the exhibition hall is finished."

A group of people waved their hands to say goodbye to "Teacher Xing" noisily, and many shouted happy wedding.

Xing Wenting waved awkwardly, and everyone rushed back to work in the exhibition hall. He still held the pen he used for signing just now.

There is a huge publicity board next to it, with a few literary and elegant ink characters written on it——

"Zoom Love Poem Xing Wen Photography Exhibition".

Xing Wen stared at the words for a while, put his hands in the pocket of his black coat, and walked casually along the road.

The current situation is easy to explain, he has been reborn.

Everyone is afraid of death, but when death comes suddenly, people don't feel much fear.

Especially someone like Xing Wen who came alive in another world before panicking.

According to Xing Wen's observation for more than an hour, this world is not much different from the past world, and the elements are still the same as before, the sky and the earth, mountains and rivers, animals and people.

What really changes is the parameter value.

For example, the traffic lights were switched, the business district was transformed into an art gallery in front of you, and he became a quite famous photographer.

Correction, it's a pretty famous and rich photographer.

Suddenly, I am rich overnight and don’t need to spend money to squeeze the subway. However, Xing Wen is a very energetic person who pursues it, so he wouldn’t spend so much money...

But he no longer has to go to work at Xingwen.

"I'll go." Xing Wen stopped suddenly, and only then did he find the crux of the problem.

The perverted boss who caught him working overtime every day, stayed up all night to change his plan, and deducted his salary in a fancy way if he caught a mistake, is gone!

Xing Wen originally only had a little smile on his lips, but at this moment he finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

This is not a dream, this must not be a dream, if it is a dream, let him sleep to death on a big bed of [-] square meters!

Xing Wen walked forward quickly, the hand that touched the mobile phone was trembling due to excitement.

He decided to catch up on returning to the cage immediately. Although he didn't know where the house was, he knew how to go home with one click.

Xing Wen dug out the call records, and as expected, he found "Driver Chen" among a row of names he didn't know.

"I'm at the main entrance of Yuehe Park, please come here...take me home." Xing Wen cleared his throat and said.

"Alright Brother Xing," Driver Chen's voice sounded familiar, "Which home are you going back to?"

"..." How many other homes are there?

Xing Wen was shocked by this evil world in an instant, a person has such a body, but he still has several homes!

"What do you think?" Xing Wen said deliberately.

"Go back to your new home, hey, I'm really, if you don't go back to your new home." Driver Chen laughed, "Wait, I'll be right there."

Driver Chen was very fast, and after 15 minutes, he drove the car in front of Xing Wen.

It turned out to be... Mr. Chen.

Xing Wen almost didn't fall, and Mr. Chen, who became Chen's driver, said with a smile: "What's wrong, Brother Xing, don't you want to go home?"

"...No." Xing Wen opened the door and got into the car, while Driver Chen was still humming a little tune.

Xing Wen sat in the back seat of the car, determined to study his address book to see who he knew in this world.

As soon as he flipped through, he found the most frequent contact: baby.

Xing Wen felt a lump in his throat, remembering what everyone said in the art museum, this treasure… there is a high probability that it is his object.

Because of his looks, Xing Wen has never been in a relationship. When he was studying, a girl who was addicted to Hong Kong movies chased him...

However, he likes men.

Xing Wen was very troubled, so he clicked into the text chat with "Baby" and took a look.

With just one glance, he quickly backed out and leaned back on the chair with a complicated expression.

The content of the conversation... roughly——

Baby: I love you so much!

Xing Wen: I love you!

Xing Wen turned off the phone screen and felt autistic.

"Brother Xing, we're here." Driver Chen said.

Xing Wen was startled, opened his eyes, and saw the car parked firmly in front of a three-story villa.

The design is quite special, with white walls and blue tiles, at first glance it looks like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The garden door was open, and it looked like it was being carefully tended, and some flowers that would bloom this season were planted.

Xing Wengang realized that this might be a wedding room, and the driver Chen had already driven away without a trace.

Under the tree in the garden lay a familiar puppet cat, and now it opened its blue eyes and looked at him.

The door opened at this time.

"Xing Xing, it's time to eat!" A particularly familiar voice came.

Xing Wen stood in place, and the moment he saw the person clearly, he turned around and was about to run.

"Husband!" The people in the room dropped their things and hurried out, "Where are you going, my husband?"

Xing Wen's tears were almost frightened. He ran fast with long legs, but the people behind him also ran fast with long legs.

Before he ran out of the intersection, he put an arm around his waist from behind.

Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom!

"I miss you so much." The other party hugged him tightly, and gently rubbed his head against Xing Wen's right neck.

Before his lips touched the skin, Xing Wen broke away from him with all his strength, and growled: "When did I marry you!"

After shouting, he began to pant, and his consciousness was so blurred that he almost couldn't see Mu Chen's face clearly.

But he clearly knew that it was not someone else, it was Mu Chen who was right.

After all, in the past 360 days a year, Xing Wen was forced to see this face all year round.

There was a moment of astonishment in Mu Chen's eyes, and he said, "I just got the certificate last week, what's wrong with you? Did I do something wrong to make you angry?"

Xing Wen looked at him, too angry to speak.

Well, as expected, God is fair, everything went smoothly after arriving here, and then fate gave him the boss by airborne...

Now it's his husband, who got the certificate and stamped it.

"You come in first, it's not good for the media to take pictures." Mu Chen couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pull him.

"Don't touch me!" Xing Wen roared, and Mu Chen quickly let go.

He was as irritable as a wild leopard, and he stretched out his hand: "Where is the certificate?"

"At home, you go home first." Mu Chen looked at him helplessly.

The eyes are too soft, only submissive.

Xing Wen met that look, and suddenly calmed down.

Just like Driver Chen, this is no longer Mu Chen in the original world.

Calm down, don't get angry, talk to this person calmly.

Mu Chen walked in front and picked up the puppet on the ground. Xing Wen thought about it and followed him into the house.

The decoration inside is very warm, all the objects are in pairs, and there are evidences of their love everywhere.

Xing Wen even saw some strange props from the open drawer at the bottom of the sofa.

"Husband," Mu Chen poked his head out from the kitchen, "Do you want to eat first, or take a bath first?"

Xing Wen quickly looked away, and shuddered: "Don't call me husband!"

There was no movement inside, Xing Wenduo looked around the living room for a week, thinking about how to raise the divorce.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head subconsciously, shocked.

"Fuck... what are you doing?" Xing Wen took a step back.

Mu Chen took off his pants, revealing a pair of white and thin long legs, and his fingers were hooked on the underwear that had just been taken off.

Fortunately, the sweater on the upper body is long enough, and the vacuum just covered the key parts.

"Don't be angry, the new toy has arrived..." Mu Chen lowered his eyes slightly, touched the edge of the sweater with his hand, and said in a wet voice, "Shall we try?"

Mu Chen reached out and pulled the sweater up.

As night fell, the bedroom of Mu Chen's villa was lit.

Zhang Chengbin sat on the chair, looked at Mu Chen lying flat on the bed, and turned his face sideways: "How do you start?"

"Don't worry, I specialize in this, just follow my advice." Zhang Chengbin laughed.

Mu Chen didn't speak, and after a while, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Does it hurt?"

"I let you wear dreams, not let you have children." Zhang Chengbin couldn't help but kicked him on the edge of the bed.

Zhang Zhangbin paused for a while, then said, "I repeat, there are three rules."

"First, there is a difference between dream time and real time. Fifteen days in the dream is equal to one day in reality. According to the doctor... In order to prevent that kid from becoming a vegetable, you must bring him back from the dream within one month."

"Second, your identity cannot be revealed. Never let him know that you are from the real world. Once you enter, you will be a resident of the dream, an NPC. Once exposed, you will be forced to leave. It will be difficult to enter again."

"Third, don't take the dream seriously. Once you die in the dream, you may not be able to wake up again."

Mu Chen had heard these rules before, but when he heard the third rule now, he still felt vaguely appalling.

People who can't wake up, as long as someone thinks about it, they are still alive.

But if no one cares about it, it is actually no different from death.

"President Mu," Zhang Chengbin folded his arms around his chest and laughed, "I'm curious, what did you do to save him?"

If it was someone else, Zhang Chengbin, this fox Mu would definitely have his hands full, belching and belching as soon as he could.

"You care too much." Mu Chen said indifferently.

"You like him, don't you?" Zhang Chengbin said.

"Not to mention." Mu Chen looked over, and his eyes became less fierce.

"He saved me." Mu Chen said.

The author has something to say: It should be understandable.Gong didn't die, he was hit and lay in the hospital and didn't wake up. From this chapter on, it was Gong's dream, and the shou who appeared was the NPC of the aborigines in the dream, and the real shou at the end, which will be worn in the next chapter.

Alas, if it fits in, it would be great x

Warning: Because it is a dream, there may be sand sculptures running around in the future (top the pot and escape)

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