Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

Wang Xiaoming snorted softly, and turned away from looking at Yu Fengjing, but the red spots under his ears were completely exposed.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows and laughed, as if he had seen through the little secret in Wang Xiaoming's heart.

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed... Turn off the computer." Wang Xiaoming's fingers hesitated for a long time on the button to turn off the video, and finally pressed it reluctantly. The moment Yu Fengjing's face disappeared from the screen, he sent a message. Here comes a word——

Stormy Storm: Take a break

So handsome that I have no friends: yes

Jingyu: Call me if you feel uncomfortable

Too handsome to have no friends: Hmph, I’m not a girl

Jingyu: Be good, give me a kiss

Too handsome to have any friends: ... I'm down!

After turning off the computer, Wang Xiaoming pulled himself together, patted his drowsy brain, and took a hot bath.

After taking a hot bath, Wang Xiaoming returned to the room and fell headlong on the bed. He had written a novel for almost a day today. He was already tired enough, and the discomfort caused by the cold made Wang Xiaoming's head squirm. Getting a little drowsy on the pillow.

But even though his body was already very tired, Wang Xiaoming couldn't sleep. He stared at the snow-white ceiling with wide eyes, and remembered the kiss through the screen just now... Although it was he who said before that even if the two places are separated, they can still kiss each other on the Internet. Chat video, but when he really experienced it, he realized that it was so difficult to do.

It's just that he was separated from Yu Fengjing for a while, and he began to miss Yu Fengjing very much. He couldn't be satisfied with just chatting and videoing with Yu Fengjing on the Internet. together in one space...

Wang Xiaoming thought of the kiss that was far away from the screen and the distance, and suddenly felt a little stuck.

Especially at this moment when his mind was groggy, the illness seemed to not only make his body weaker, but also his will began to become more fragile. Missing took advantage of the void, and loss and melancholy came to his heart together.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming suddenly heard a familiar cell phone ringtone. He took out the cell phone from the pillow and found that it was a text message from Yu Fengjing.

——I forgot to say, good night.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes were a little hot, and he stamped slowly to reply.

——The cold is really uncomfortable TT

...And he misses Yu Fengjing so much.

Yu Fengjing's text message came again soon.

——Go to sleep quickly, it will be fine if you fall asleep.

Wang Xiaoming pursed his lips and stamped his words to reply.

—but I can't sleep.

...It would be great if Yu Fengjing was by his side at this time.

After a while, Yu Fengjing sent another text message.

——Then what should I do, do you want me to sing to lull you to sleep?

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yu Fengjing's text message and suddenly smiled.

So he replied—OK, come and sing me "Little Apple".

Wang Xiaoming imagined Yu Fengjing's affectionate singing of "Little Apple" and was immediately hit by HHP. At this time, Yu Fengjing's text message came.

——Little Apple, are you sure?

Wang Xiaoming smiled and replied.

——Just listen to Little Apple, I don’t want to listen to a song as grand as a lullaby.

Yu Fengjing's helpless text message came soon.

—Okay then, answer the phone.

Just as Wang Xiaoming received a text message from Yu Fengjing, his cell phone rang immediately.

As soon as the prelude was remembered, Wang Xiaoming immediately pressed the answer button.

"Are you sure you really want to listen to Little Apple?" Yu Fengjing's gentle voice was tinged with a smile.

"Affirmative and affirmative, let's sing quickly." Wang Xiaoming lay on the bed, listening to Yu Fengjing's voice coming from the mobile phone, his brain felt drowsy as if Yu Fengjing was by his side.

"Then I'll sing..." Yu Fengjing laughed softly, and then really started to sing.

His voice is completely different from the bold and unrestrained voice of the original singer. It is slightly deep and lazy, and his singing style is even more lingering and soft. It seems that he really wants to sing "Little Apple" into "Lullaby".

Hearing Yu Fengjing's voice, Wang Xiaoming's restless heart gradually calmed down, he silently listened to Yu Fengjing sing softly, singing "Little Apple" in a completely different flavor, and then said: "Do it again. "

"...Are you still asleep?" Yu Fengjing asked with a light smile.

"How can it be so fast, you have to brainwash me several times." Wang Xiaoming rolled around under the quilt with his mobile phone in his arms, "I can't sleep after just one time."

"Okay, then I'll brainwash you..." Yu Fengjing said, and then changed the subject, "But I like what you said just now on the bed."

"...What are you talking about?" Wang Xiaoming's brain was bewildered by the cold, and he didn't react immediately.

"The last sentence you said." Yu Fengjing chuckled.

"How can it be so fast, you have to brainwash me several times, how can I sleep after only one time?" Wang Xiaoming was at a loss.

"One more sentence."

"……do it again?"

"Yes," Yu Fengjing chuckled, "...that's the sentence, I would rather you say it to me next time we meet...in bed."

"Go away!" Wang Xiaoming finally came to his senses, "You don't feel well if you don't play hooligans for a day, don't you?"

"Don't worry, I'm only playing tricks on you alone." Yu Fengjing's ending sound raised slightly.

"... Sing quickly!" Wang Xiaoming snorted.

Yu Fengjing laughed, and then began to sing "Little Apple". Compared with the last time, his style seemed to have changed a little this time, and it was more soothing than last time.

After singing it again, Yu Fengjing didn't wait for Wang Xiaoming to urge him, and immediately changed the style and sang it again.

……

When Wang Xiaoming heard Yu Fengjing's singing, his throat seemed a little dry. After taking a sip of water, he paused and said, "Okay, I'm already sleepy... I'm going to sleep."

"Well, then... good night." Yu Fengjing's voice was also a little hoarse.

"Good night." After Wang Xiaoming said these two words, he hung up the phone silently. He wrapped himself in the quilt and rolled himself into a spring roll, which was tightly wrapped and airtight. With the phone in his hand, he slowly closed his eyes.

A night without dreams.

The next day Wang Xiaoming got up covered in sweat, and found that his fever seemed to subside, and his brain was not so groggy, but the sneeze was still sneezing, and the runny nose was still runny.

After sneezing a few times, Wang Xiaoming stuffed his nostrils with a tissue rolled up, and turned on the computer listlessly.

As soon as he went online, Yu Fengjing's profile picture jumped up, and Wang Xiaoming poked it open silently.

Jingyu: Is your cold feeling better?

Wang Xiaoming typed aggrievedly.

Too handsome to have friends: The fever is gone, but the sneezing and runny nose are still blocked. TT Jingyu: Do you want to buy some cold medicine?

So handsome that he has no friends: let’s go in the afternoon, I want code words in the morning!struggle!

Jingyu: I have a cold, are you still working so hard on yourself?

Too handsome to have any friends: How can you support me and my wife if you don't work hard!

after awhile.

Jingyu: When did you find a wife behind my back?

Too handsome to have no friends: I’m talking about you, my dear

Jingyu: Don't bark, call your husband

Too handsome to have any friends: Hmph!I am your husband!Just call your wife

So handsome that he has no friends: ...why do I suddenly feel a chill

Jingyu: The next time we meet, I will let you know who is the daughter-in-law^_^

Too handsome to have friends: ... Don't be impulsive!Impulse is the devil!

Jingyu: It’s not a sudden impulse, I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, since the day we separated, I’ve been thinking about how I’d like you to compensate me when we meet next time I’m too handsome to have no friends: …you didn’t realize that the trend of the topic is getting more and more strange QAQ Wang Xiaoming immediately lowered his head and counted, and found that there were still several months before the next vacation, and he was relieved... Then he became a little unhappy again, and it would take so long before he saw Yu Fengjing .

Jingyu: I'm going to class, remember to take a good rest

So handsome that he has no friends: listen to the class carefully, study hard, make progress every day, and be a person who contributes to society!

Jingyu: Is this the only way to support you?

Too handsome to have friends: go to class!Be late!

Jingyu: Let's go, okay?

So handsome that he has no friends: It's disgusting to be so cute! ……mwah

Seeing Yu Fengjing's profile picture darken, Wang Xiaoming felt a little lost, but soon he pulled himself together, opened the document and started coding for the day.

Because of the stuffy nose and the constant runny nose, Wang Xiaoming felt very uncomfortable. In a weak state, he typed with difficulty. After poking a few words, he felt very uncomfortable. I have to cheer up and continue to code.

Strange to say, when Wang Xiaoming was still a single dog, code words were a breadwinner for him, but he had never worked so hard before. Now that he is in a relationship, he feels that the burden on his shoulders is even heavier. Before he met Yu Fengjing, he had never planned his future. In his previous view, it was good for him to write novels every day and play as soon as he finished. It is enough to save enough money for retirement.

But after meeting Yu Fengjing, Wang Xiaoming often couldn't help thinking about the future between him and Yu Fengjing. He found that life was not as simple as he thought before. The money he made before was indeed enough for him and Yu Fengjing to live in S City. Second- and third-tier small cities have lived comfortably for decades, but if they get old in the future, can they both live in nursing homes?He used to think he could do it, but after meeting Yu Fengjing, he realized that once he got used to having someone by his side, it would be very scary to return to a lonely state.People are social animals. Even in nursing homes there is a small society, but there is a big gap with the real society.

Wang Xiaoming thought, maybe he and Yu Fengjing will travel around in the future, maybe they will travel abroad, maybe they will get a marriage certificate in a country that allows same-sex marriage, maybe they will adopt a few children...Wang Xiaoming is not A person who can only dream, so once he has an idea, he will immediately put it into action, so he is working hard every day to write novels, for what he imagined - the future of him and Yu Fengjing.

Just as Wang Xiaoming clenched his fist to cheer himself up, the little penguin in his lower right corner jumped again.

Wang Xiaoming took a look and found that it was the news from the editor. He wondered why the editor had been looking for him so diligently recently, so he poked it open——

Edit Your Majesty: Fuck!

Edit Your Majesty: Fuck, Fuck!

Edit Your Majesty: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!

Too handsome to have no friends: What are you doing?

Edit Your Majesty: Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!

So handsome that he has no friends: So excited, did your mother explode?

Edit Your Majesty: Get lost!listen to me!

Too handsome to have any friends: Tell me, I’m listening

Editor Your Majesty: You should be mentally prepared first

Too handsome to have friends: ...Wait, don't you think this scene is a bit familiar?

Editor Your Majesty: Really?

So handsome that I have no friends: The conversation when you came to me last time seems to be exactly the same as now thing?

Edit Your Majesty: How about you guess?

So handsome that I have no friends: There should be no local tyrant who rewarded me with another 100 million, right?

Editor Your Majesty: You think beautifully

Too handsome to have any friends: Could it be that my new book climbed to the top of the monthly list?I'll go take a look...not really!

Edit Your Majesty: Guess again

Too handsome to have any friends: My new book doesn't have enough words to put it on the shelves, what's the matter?Is it your private matter?Are you leaving the group?Are you coming out?Are you going to give birth?If you are going to leave the group, I will donate a barrel of gasoline to you. If you are out of the closet, I wish you happiness. If you are going to give birth, I can call an ambulance for you. Edit Your Majesty: ... Well, I let's just say it

Too handsome to have any friends: Wait!Don't say it!Let me guess again!Are you going to tell me that you are actually a monster? !

Editor Your Majesty: ... Get out!

So handsome that he has no friends: editor, you should just say it directly

Editor Your Majesty: Congratulations, the game copyright of your new book has been bought by a game company!

Too handsome to have any friends: ... What the fuck?

Too handsome to have any friends: ... What the fuck? !

Too handsome to have any friends: ... What the fuck? ! !

Too handsome to have friends: Wait, you're not lying to me, are you? !

Editor Your Majesty: Is there any advantage in lying to you?Did I lie to you last time? Too handsome to have friends: But my new book is only tens of thousands of words!It's neither released nor finished!

Although it's not that Wang Xiaoming's novels have never sold game copyrights, but the novels he sold the game copyrights before are finished, and the game copyrights were bought after only tens of thousands of words were serialized, which is completely unprecedented for him. Back, after all, serialized novels have the risk of collapse and unfinished writing. Generally, few game companies would consider it, right?

Edit Your Majesty: If it is false, you have no chrysanthemum for giving birth

Too handsome to have any friends: Let me do a set of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" questions to calm down!

Too handsome to have friends: ... How much did you sell?

Edit Your Majesty: 300 million

So handsome that he has no friends: ...

Edit Your Majesty: Do you need me to express you a box of Jijiuxin Pills?

Wang Xiaoming was completely shocked. He had only sold the copyright of the game once before, and it was bought by a game company that is said to be quite famous in the industry. At that time, his novel sold 100 million. At that time, Wang Xiaoming was scared to pee when he heard the number. up.It was the first time he had seen so much money when he grew up so big, so he had tasted the sweetness of writing novels and continued to persevere.

Generally speaking, the game copyrights of first-line novels usually sell for about 100 million to 200 million yuan, and Wang Xiaoming's new book that is still being serialized sells for 300 million yuan, which is already a pretty good result.

Too handsome to have any friends: Give me a slap to wake me up!I wonder if this is a dream!

Your Majesty the editor: Actually, I was also shocked. That game company is actually just a small studio that was established not long ago. It is not easy to be able to raise so much money at once.

Too handsome to have any friends: Wait, what's the name of that game company?