Chuanshu: I want to get divorced every day

"Ah!"

Song Wang sneezed, rubbed the tip of his red nose, and tightened the blanket on his body.With a thermometer under his armpit, he curled up against the head of the bed.

"It's too weak." Song Wang felt helpless.The original owner's physical fitness is really too bad.

He trotted all the way back home from the gate of the community, but he couldn't escape the cold even though he ran as fast as he could.Obviously, he had specially made ginger tea to dispel the cold, but in the early morning, there were still signs of fever.

Dizzy and hot, even struggling to fully open the eyelids, squinting like an octogenarian little old lady, hunched over and dug out the thermometer and antipyretics from the medicine box in the living room.

38.9.

In the end it was on fire.

The original owner was just 24 years old, almost the most resistant time in a person's life stage.With a slender and well-fitting body, no matter what, he should be a strong and strong young man.Song Wang never imagined that this body was not as strong as his original 30-year-old body, which was so weak that it would collapse when blown.

Sniffing, Song Wang put on a blanket and went out to make himself a cup of hot water.

The lights on the second floor were dark, and the lights in the living room were not turned on, and only one wall lamp was still on.Song Wang felt weak all over and really didn't have the strength to take two extra steps to turn on the light.

In fact, he hadn't been sick for a long time.

No matter how busy he was in his previous life, Song Wang would still find time to exercise. On the one hand, it is necessary for actors to keep in shape. On the other hand, proper exercise can indeed enhance the body's immunity.

After all, living alone, among other things, first of all, I dare not get sick easily.Once he fell, there was no one behind him, and he could only be bruised and swollen, in a state of embarrassment.

Song Wang sucked in the snot that was about to flow out, and said hoarsely, "0395, Ye Linghan hasn't come back, has he?"

When he just passed by the living room, he seemed to see Ye Linghan's slippers neatly placed in the hallway.

"Yes, Master Host." 0395 responded, "Master, you don't have to say it out loud, your throat will be uncomfortable."

Song Wang smiled softly, and walked slowly into the room with a hot water cup in his hand: "It's okay, let's talk loudly, make it lively. Anyway, he's not here. No one will hear it."

The light in the living room suddenly turned on with a "click", and Ye Linghan's voice rang out behind him with the cold wind of midnight: "Who are you talking to, why won't anyone hear you?"

Song Wang was startled, and was so stimulated by the sudden light that he closed his eyes, then turned and looked towards the door.The blanket slid to the floor as he moved.

"I'm asking you, what's your attire?" Ye Linghan tore off his tie with one hand, and loosened the button of his shirt. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help frowning and asked.

Song Wang had something white stretched over his head, holding a cup of steaming water in his hands, his eyes were like snow rabbits, dripping red with blood.

Song Wang hurriedly freed up a hand to pick up the blanket on the ground: "It's nothing, I was talking to myself. I didn't turn on the light, I'm a little afraid of the dark."

Ye Linghan didn't feel anything wrong, he was a little tired from the company's affairs, he didn't even want to perfuse Song Wang, he just snorted to show that he knew, and walked around Song Wang who was standing stupidly in the living room Upstairs: "Next time turn on the light, the electricity bill will be enough."

"Ah, good." Song Wang quickly responded, seeing that Ye Linghan didn't have any tendency to talk nonsense with him, he himself was relieved, and hurried to the guest room.

"That's right." Ye Linghan stood in front of the anti-theft fence door on the second floor, turned his head and looked down at Song Wang, like a king standing on a high throne, looking down at his subjects, "When you give me a call after eight o'clock?" I called?"

Song Wang said, "Ah, yes."

"what's up."

Song Wangyan summed it up succinctly: "The security didn't let me in. Later, when he saw that I called you, he let me in."

Ye Linghan nodded and said, "Remember to bring your card from now on."

Song Wang watched him knock on the anti-theft door on the second floor with a bang, and choked back the sentence in his throat: "I went out with you, so I didn't bring it."

Fortunately, Ye Linghan walked quickly and didn't give him a chance to say these words.

This is wrong, not good.He can't say it.

The stretched shoulders slowly loosened, and the sudden movement made Song Wang break out in a thin sweat.

He hurried back to the house, put down the water glass, and slid into the warm quilt.

"Master Host, your heartbeat is so fast." 0395 said, "Are you really okay?"

Song Wang also retracted his chin into the quilt, yawned a little, and said in a daze, "I'm nervous. My mind is not clear now, and it's easy to say the wrong thing."

It's easy to be disrespectful, easy to collapse the character, and easy to expose that he is not the original Song Wang.

Fortunately, Ye Linghan didn't want to see him, so he chatted a few more words, didn't ask any questions, and then sent him to a mental hospital; or sent him to a research institute to do experiments on him; or like a novel. He looked at him differently like in Li, abandoned Bai Yueguang, and fell in love with the protagonist who traveled from another world...

too frightening.

It was horrible.

Song Wang was thinking drowsily, and he didn't have any logic to think about it. He thought about the plays he acted in his previous life, thought about the script, and fell asleep like this in a daze.

It was cold and windy outside the house, and it seemed that snow had fallen, covering it with a thickness of one centimeter.Song Wang didn't notice it at all, he just nestled in the quilt and had a fleeting dream.

This sudden cold lasted for several days, but fortunately Song Wang took good care of himself, he only had a fever once in the first night, and he didn't have a fever for the rest of the time.It's just that my throat hurts like a fire, and my nose is always stuffed, as if it was filled with two lumps of cotton, so I can't breathe.

Fortunately, the system did not assign any more tasks, and Song Wang was happy to have nothing to do. He stayed in the guest room all day and did not go out, and bought himself a treadmill online.

Of course, Song Wang spent most of his time on a game that was very similar to the one he had been playing in his previous life. It was a 5v5 team confrontation game, which could be played by computers and mobile phones.It depends on operation, hand speed, and team awareness. Some layouts and skills are different from the previous life, but Song Wang studied it and got started quickly.

Song Wang's game skills have always been very good, and he was often invited by some leagues as special guests to play exhibition games.

If he didn't become an actor, Song Wang might go to work professionally.

It's a pity that when he came into contact with this, he was already 27 years old, and no club would recruit such an older player.

As for this life...

Song Wang played the game for a few days, thinking that he might be able to make some money through this, and save some money for himself when he is eating and living at Yelinghan's house and doesn't have to pay for it himself, so as not to have trouble with Yeling in the future. Han is divorced and penniless and lives on the streets.After all, this thing can be operated without leaving home.If he went back to his old job and went out to look for filming, Ye Linghan would definitely not allow him.

Song Wangsi thought about it for a while and felt that he could use three prongs to accompany the live broadcast, and he was not sure which one would be the best.Just do what he said, he first registered a software account, and then cut some of his previous pentakill highlight replays into short videos and sent them out.

Every day is busy and fulfilling.

The days went by unknowingly, if it wasn't for the reminder from 0395, Song Wang would not have noticed that Ye Linghan hadn't returned home for several days.At that time, Song Wang was leaning on the back of his chair with a lollipop in his mouth to make orders. After he knew he had won the game, he was able to think about Ye Linghan's affairs.

"You said you want me to find him?" Song Wang asked while pinching the candy.This sweet little thing was used by him to quit smoking. It turned out that Song Wang had just graduated from university, and he didn't smoke or drink. Naturally, his body was not addicted, but Song Wang's hands were itchy, and he couldn't bear to destroy this body without smoking addiction. .

Song Wang asked, "Is it a mission?"

0395 said: "This is not."

"Then don't go." Song Wang heard that it was not a mission, and immediately picked up the phone again, "Why are you looking for him? It's annoying to see each other, why bother to make fun of yourself, and disturb others' work to earn money to support their families."

"Wait a minute! Master Host!" Seeing that he was about to start the next game, 0395 hurriedly said, "But you haven't gone out for a long time."

Song Wang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said with a smile: "You are probably worried about my sudden death from excessive gaming, how could it be... I..." Song Wang suddenly remembered how he came here, and he couldn't say anything rude for a while Come.

Well, Song Wang compromised.

But he still didn't look for Ye Linghan, it really didn't make sense to run over to find him uncomfortable.

He just went out and walked around casually. When passing by the neighborhood supermarket, he stopped by to buy a few boxes of fruit.

Unexpectedly, he would go to Shan if he didn't go, but Shan came to him on his own initiative.

Song Wang, who carried a large bag of fruit, came home and opened the door to see two pairs of shoes neatly placed in the hallway, one of which was a classic Converse model, which at first glance was not Ye Linghan's shoes. They are all suits and leather shoes, never wearing canvas shoes.

Song Wang didn't expect that Ye Linghan, who hadn't been home for several days, brought such a big "surprise" when he came back. If the original owner was here, he wouldn't be able to cry.

He moved his five sense organs, and quickly put on a timid, weeping look, and walked in with fruit.

Sure enough, there was a petite boy sitting on the sofa, about 20 years old, his hair was dyed blue, green or green, very eye-catching.Song Wang's former stylist told him that the color was called Tiffany blue, anyway, he couldn't tell the difference between it and cyan.

On the boy's left ear is a small black stud earring, which seems to have put on some makeup, and the tight little face is bling bling under the light.

Song Wang couldn't help furrowing his brows tightly, the tighter the furrowing, Ye Linghan...does he like this one? !Then how did Lin Fengmian become his white moonlight!No matter how you look at these two... they don't have the same temperament.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, at least it can be said that it has nothing to do with it.