I came back wearing a book after I lost my ex-girlfriend

Nothing unusual happened from morning till night.

In the evening, Ruan Ling drank too much milk tea and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. She tossed and turned and put her hand on Wen Xiu's waist.

Sticky and slightly soggy.

There was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Ruan Ling was stunned for a while, then touched her nose subconsciously.

It's blood from the nose.

Nosebleed.

Wen Xiu coughed suddenly, and woke up slowly. Before she woke up, a strong beam of light shone on her face, which was a bit dazzling, and at the same time, she was pushed down her body. She was a newcomer under double stimulation.

When I woke up, I realized that it was not a flashlight.

Just glazed lamps hanging from the ceiling.

Ruan Ling stood directly above her, with an inexplicably strange expression.

"You have a nosebleed."

Wen Xiu touched her nose.

"Yes."

She said calmly, "Xing, why don't you let me have a nosebleed?"

The last time Ruan Ling had a nosebleed was because of Wen Xiu, this time she didn't do anything, she just refused the courtship before going to bed at night, could it be that it was too late to solve the problem, she tossed and turned at night just like her, and finally shed silently Nosebleed?

This idea is too silly.

Ruan Ling decided to ignore it.

She pulled Wen Xiu up, cleaned the nosebleed first, and stopped it, then took Wen Xiu to the hospital to see what was going on.

There is nothing wrong with it, the doctor said it very easily, probably because it is hot and dry in summer, and it is normal to get nosebleeds easily. Go back and have a good rest, and don't be too tired for a day.

Ruan Ling came in fear, and returned home inexplicably.

"Why are you not worried at all?"

Wen Xiu smiled: "Things have already happened, what do you need to worry about?"

Ruan Ling: "You have a really good attitude."

"The doctor said that you need to take a good rest. Maybe you are too tired every day. Otherwise, you should not go to the company these few days and ask for leave... It shouldn't matter if you, a president, ask for leave by yourself? If you have something to do, ask Qianduo to call you Telephone."

Wen Xiu sat on the bed, looking at her quietly with gentle eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wen Xiu shook her head: "I thought of something."

"Is it about me?"

"A little."

Ruan Ling listened attentively.

Wen Xiu said softly: "I don't know if you have read such a story before."

"There is a kind of people, in the time of our ancestors, they came to our country with the big ships going abroad, because of wars and discrimination, people of their race were displaced, the people were in dire straits, and they were intercepted overseas. I can’t go back, I can only marry and have children with local people in our land, from generation to generation, until more than 100 years ago, the descendants of these people went to seek their roots, and never came back. "

Ruan Ling listened carefully.

"And then? What do you want to say? Does it have something to do with your nosebleed?"

"This is called non-my race, the heart must be different."

"Our country's culture has a long history and is so powerful. They have lived for hundreds of years for generations, but fundamentally they do not identify with our country."

Wen Xiu said: "This is called no inevitable assimilation. Once you come, you always have to go."

Ruan Ling nodded.

She saw a slight melancholy in Wen Xiu's eyes.

"Why don't you understand?"

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "You're so weird. You've always been weird lately. If you have something to tell me, just say it."

Wen Xiu's lips moved slightly.

Like an invisible big hand, quietly covering her lips, unable to say anything.

"fine."

What I just said has no obstacles, but once it comes to the precise time I want to say it, it will not work.

As Wen Xiu said just now, with assimilation there must be rejection.

The world is showing rejection of people like her who are becoming more and more sober. Today, nosebleeds are a thing, but in the future, it may be like Ruan Ling did last time.

However, Ruan Ling doesn't know this now.

Ruan Ling looked at her with piercing eyes: "Liar."

Wen Xiu said: "I won't lie to you."

The tip of her nose was still red.

She hugged Ruan Ling: "It's really fine, don't do research, okay?"

Wen Xiu leaned into her ear and said softly, "I'll give you all my property. If I have time, I'll do a will notarization. You have money to spend."

"Bah, bah, bah." Ruan Ling's pupils turned round for a moment, "Nonsense, it's agreed to live to be 96 years old, so it can only be more or less."

"You're only in your twenties and you're already thinking about how to write a will... If your mother finds out, she must beat you."

Ruan Ling sat down on her lap, and said fiercely: "You are going to die early, even if I am seventy or eighty, I have to find a wife to piss you off."

Wen Xiu smiled.

The next day, she took Ruan Ling to the notarization of property and will, and if something happened to her in the future, the money and company shares would all belong to Ruan Ling.

And she bought a lot of insurance for herself.

Ruan Ling: "Are you too nervous? Could it be that someone really wants to assassinate you?"

Wen Xiu smiled softly: "Just take precautions before they happen, don't be nervous."

Ruan Ling said, "I want to be nervous."

Every year, Wen Xiu's company will send employees to have a physical examination. This year, Wen Xiu has already had a physical examination, just in case, she had a nosebleed this time, and Ruan Ling took her to have a physical examination again.

It tastes delicious, the body looks great, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Just the same old hypoglycemia.

This requires long-term treatment.

She smiled easily.

To take the teaching qualification test, it ended without a problem.

She was very busy a few days ago, and she is quite uncomfortable after being free these days.

Wen Xiu said that she has something to do, so she won't take her with her this time.

Wen Xiu went to the Holographic Game Company again by herself. She felt that it was not accidental. Last time, she contacted 001 during the game's internal testing stage. Maybe this was a good channel.

The person in charge of the game said: "This...wouldn't it be bad, if something happened again..."

"Are you not confident in your company's cybersecurity?"

The person in charge fell silent.

Wen Xiudao: "There was an accident last time, I think you should have checked urgently, did you find any problems?"

The person in charge said: "A small screw is loose."

"Then check it carefully this time, and don't make any more problems."

"Ok."

So Wen Xiu sat in the office for half an hour, and when she lay down on the nutrition dish again, the person in charge said confidently: "There will definitely be no problems this time, Mr. Wen, please rest assured!"

If there is another problem this time, the investment may be lost.

Wen Xiu slowly closed her eyes.

Last time, she contacted 001 customer service in the same space.

I think this time is no exception, the probability is very high.

What she is sure of rarely goes wrong.

After she consciously entered the holographic game, after waiting for a while, the voice of 001 customer service rang in her ears.

"It's sort of a medium."

"Wen Xiu, this is the last time I will contact you."

001 customer service said: "The exclusion of the world is increasing, you have half a month left, and you are about to log out. If there is something that must be done, please do it as soon as possible. Once the world produces self-exclusion, it is a kind of an irreversible tendency."

Wen Xiu stood in the void with a solemn expression: "I will ask you for the last time, is Ruan Ling a string of data, or a real person?"

001 didn't spend too long thinking about this question.

"It's just a string of data."

"It just so happens that this string of data can affect you."

He said coldly: "You, fell in love with a string of data."

The author has something to say: Sorry, the state is a bit bad today, so this update is a little less.

About [-] words in the early morning.