When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

"Shuang'er~~~" the system shouted again.

"You..." Wen Shuang closed her eyes, with an unbearable expression on her face, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, "Are you willing to come back?"

"What does it mean to be willing to come back?" The system yelled in Wenshuang's mind: "I don't even know I can come back!" !"

System violations helped the child of luck in this world regain his life, and the price must have disappeared, but it woke up again, and understood everything after receiving the remaining information.

The system was originally owned by Wenshuang, and it had a good fate. It was supposed to be bound to the child of luck, and after conquering the ceiling, he could return to the place where he was born, but every child did not know who the host was before the mission started. Some plotters can take advantage of this opportunity.

In the operation of big and small worlds, in addition to some systems that strictly implement the script to complete tasks, there is also a type of system that does not follow any rules and regulations and acts recklessly.

"They were born with minds, and were abandoned by the main god space for many violations." System Tong Wenshuang explained: "The abandoned systems will be obliterated by the main database, but these statistics do not want to dissipate, so they violate the program orders and escape to various worlds Go, there are some law enforcers in the command who are responsible for capturing these traitors, if I can retire safely and perform well, I can also become a law enforcer."

"You mean..." Wen Shuang was a little hard to digest: "There are other systems?"

"Those are not the system, the traitors will be removed, and you don't have to be afraid, the ceiling is there." The system said for a while, thinking that fortunately Xuan Zhe went out, otherwise it would be so uncomfortable...

Wen Shuang was thoughtful, and suddenly asked: "On the day of the car accident, you suddenly stopped in front of me, did you calculate something in advance?"

"Yes." The system replied: "Because you were injured while filming. Although the luck of your whole body is not 100%, it is not scientific. After all, according to your energy feedback, the chance of injury is [-]%. At that time, I suspected Is it some kind of power that is pushing it secretly, and then I saw that day, the traitor is on Zhou Jinhui, it uses all its energy to affect your luck, of course, it is also because Zhou Jinhui's depravity value is too scary, just as we use charm as the value Food, those traitors feed on the value of depravity."

Wen Shuang rubbed her temples: "It's so troublesome."

"Heal your injuries well." The system continued: "There are more than a dozen fractures and fractures all over the body, and the ceiling is probably worried to death. I will also go to sleep to replenish energy~"

Wen Shuang suddenly shouted: "System!"

"Ok?"

Wen Shuang said in a gentle voice, "Thank you, and...welcome home."

The system program restarted. Although the previous memory was retained, the emotional perception of human beings has returned to zero. It was out of habit to talk funny and funny to Wen Shuang just now. There were slight garbled characters. The system was silent for a few seconds, ethereal The electronic voice answered: "Well, I'm back."

The mind returned to quiet, Wen Shuang put the cup on the bedside, and was about to ring the bell when Xuan Zhe pushed the door in.

Xuanzhe's face changed drastically, thinking that Wenshuang's arm hurts, why all the goat milk has been spilled?He stepped forward quickly, and as soon as he held Wen Shuang's hand, he was dragged by the young man towards him.

Wen Shuang kissed Xuanzhe's lips: "Check in."

In the past, this kiss was the lead that ignited desire, but today, Xuan Zhe seems to have lost this ability, he did not respond to Wen Shuang, but gently pinched the young man's arm wrapped in gauze, his expression tense, "Does it hurt? Don't you have the strength?"

Wen Shuang shook her head: "It's okay, I was not careful..."

"En." Xuanzhe interrupted in a deep voice, and rang the bedside bell to let the doctor come in for an examination.

Wen Shuang was taken aback: "Xuan Zhe..."

"I'm sorry." Xuanzhe let go of his hand unexpectedly, his expression flickered for a moment, then he regained his composure, and took two steps back to make way for the medical staff.

The figure swayed, Wen Shuang stretched her neck, and by the time the doctor checked that everything was fine, Xuan Zhe had long since disappeared from the ward.

Later, he was afraid that the counterattack would be swift and violent, which would really make Xuanzhe feel heartbroken even when he saw Wenshuang again. He once watched Wenshuang die in his arms. There is no more cruel thing in the world than this. The so-called Ling Chi was nothing but that, Xuanzhe even suspected countless times that everything in front of him was his dream. When he woke up from the dream, he would be in a deserted cemetery, and there was a photo of Wen Shuang smiling on the monument. The world fell into dead silence, black and white, Occasionally, the wind blows, leaving only howls everywhere.

Standing on the rooftop, Xuan Zhe took out his cell phone impatiently, and answered it after it rang half a second.

"Hello?" Tang Weisheng was a little nervous, "Brother? Are you there?"

"I'm here." Xuan Zhe responded, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then remained silent for a long time, Tang Weisheng didn't force him to ask, just waited quietly.

"The doctor said that Wenshuang is recovering well." Xuan Zhe said.

Tang Weisheng responded: "Well, I can visit and tell him, I will bring him the braised pork made by my mother."

The "my mother" Tang Weisheng refers to naturally refers to Tan's mother.

"Stinky boy." Xuan Zhe scolded with a smile, and he spit out another puff of smoke ring, as if the depression in his heart couldn't be evacuated. Some words should never come out of his mouth in this life, but Xuan Zhe still said: "I really want to Somebody slapped me in the face and told me it was all true."

Tang Weisheng: "... Brother, where are you?"

Xuanzhe: "?"

Tang Weisheng was hung up by his brother, he stared at the phone and gave a light snort, Tan Li hugged him from behind, "What do you say?"

"My brother is still afraid." Tang Weisheng looked worried, not to mention Xuan Zhe, even he occasionally had the illusion of dreaming. Unconvinced, he was carefree and carefree, and seemed to be happy for a lifetime, but when he rushed to the hospital that day, he saw that his whole body was covered in gauze, and only eleven steel nails were used.

"It's always going to be okay." Tan Li kissed Tang Weisheng's side face. He was almost lost, so he understood Xuan Zhe very well.

This situation lasted for almost a week. Wen Shuang felt that Xuanzhe treated him well, but he was obviously alienated and kept a distance. It seemed that even he himself had become a dangerous object, so Wen Shuang should be kept in nothing. A place where there is only one person, otherwise even dust can hurt him.

"Don't be sad!" The system did not expect to wake up from hibernation to see this kind of situation. It is now staying in Wenshuang's body, and can roughly feel the youth's emotional fluctuations. If it has to be described, it will be two words - grievance.

With the doctor's permission, Tang Weisheng finally came. Normally, he could pack two boxes of seafood to ensure that Wenshuang would be happy, but now all he can bring is fruit and white porridge, otherwise his brother would be able to perform a "catch-up".

Wen Shuang's right arm was covered with a plaster cast, and it was usually suspended. There was a scar on the back of her left hand, which spread from the middle finger to the wrist, which was shocking to see.

Tang Weisheng couldn't bear to look away, and handed the peeled apple to Wenshuang.

Wen Shuang took it and gnawed a couple of mouthfuls, then suddenly sniffled.

Tang Weisheng keenly felt something was wrong, turned his head to stare at him, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"Am I ugly now?" Wen Shuang said in a hoarse voice.

Tang Weisheng's pupils trembled, "No, no, why are you asking this question so politely? It's not ugly, isn't it just wrapped in a few bandages? You take good care of it, and it will be the same as before."

"Really..." Wen Shuang smiled desolately.

Tang Weisheng's heart immediately rang alarm bells, it must be a heart-wrenching event to make Quail show such an expression, "Tell me in detail, what's wrong?"

Wen Shuang put down the apple she had bitten into, stared at her fingertips, full of loneliness, and said after a while: "Your brother doesn't touch me at all now, don't kiss me, don't kiss me, don't you despise me?"

Are you speaking human language?Tang Weisheng thought to himself, and he sighed: "This can only show that my brother is very scared."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Shuang's phone on her lap lit up, and it was a Weibo push: [Explosion!Mr. Xuan attended the reception with Xinjin Xiaoxianrou! 】

Wen Shuang: "..."

Tang Weisheng: "???" Are you still a person?

Wenshuang's eye sockets turned red instantly.

"Don't don't." Tang Weisheng got up in a hurry, took out his mobile phone several times, and called Xuanzhe but was hung up. Tang Weisheng cursed in his heart, and persistently dialed the number. Suddenly there was a call, but the person who answered the phone was not Xuanzhe, but Cao Nanyu: "Hello? Young master?"

"Woooooo..." Wen Shuang twitched, tears flying down her cheeks.

A man does not flick his tears lightly, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness, woo woo woo!Wen Shuang cried and cried, and the grievances in his heart were completely flooded. He managed to escape from death, but Xuan Zhe was so indifferent, and now he has scandals with others!Even if you know that the scandal is 100% a misunderstanding, you still want to make trouble!

Tang Weisheng's back was cold, he squeezed the phone tightly, and every word that popped out was "chug" like a bullet: "What kind of waste is Quan Yi's public relations? My brother and the news of the little star can be on the hot search? Smell Shuang saw it! Tell my brother Wenshuang to cry! He cried so loudly!" After speaking, he handed the phone to Wenshuang's mouth, and the young man closed his eyes and indulged in his rainy world. Not fake, "Woooooooooooooooooooo!"

Cao Nanyu followed with chills on his back. He ignored the company's decades-old rules and staggered towards the meeting room, then pushed open the door of the meeting room.

"Bang——" The door performed well. After bouncing off the wall, it slammed back and was held down by the pale-faced Assistant Cao.

Xuanzhe was not in the company during this time, and he had accumulated a lot of affairs. Fortunately, none of them were idlers, and everything was normal, except that he needed to discuss with the executives about a few important decisions, but was interrupted by Cao Nanyu when the end was coming, and a group of people simultaneously It seems that Xuanzhe frowned: "What are you panicking about?"

Assistant Cao couldn't speak, and a hothead turned on the loudspeaker.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Tang Weisheng's flurry of consolation was also very clear: "Don't cry, ancestor! I'll kneel down for you!"

Xuan always was the last one whose back was cold. He stood up abruptly, and when he pulled the chair away, he moved too fast, and there was a crisp sound when his knee hit it, but he didn't seem to feel it, and rushed out.

"Hiss..." A certain executive couldn't help but covered his knees, and murmured: "Who said on the company forum that President Xuan was the most annoying man crying?"

Someone faintly said, "That depends on who is crying..."

Wen Shuang's "deepness" is unfathomable.