A very realistic decision.
There was no fierce conflict as expected. Fang Shan looked out the window at the city shrouded in twilight, and a layer of mist seemed to rise in his heart.
Self-deception is a vile instinct, not just in humans but in systems as well. It would be a bit of a lie to say Fang Shan never once doubted Wei Sushen's identity. Subconsciously, he was simply trying to make the best of a bad situation.
He lowered his head and sneered, "I still remember how cold you were when we first met. I never thought you'd even started joking around now."
Wei Sushen opened the drawer, pulled out a membership card, turned on the computer, and pulled up the payment list.
Fang Shan's face turned grim: "...Did you really sign up for swimming lessons?"
Wei Sushen: "It's a very necessary training."
Even if it weren't for Fang Shan, having more people able to escape from water would be helpful.
Fang Shan keenly noticed a message under the order: "Escape Master, what is this?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Training underwater lock picking."
“…”
The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and there was no further communication until they fell asleep. When the lights went out and were submerged in darkness, Fang Shan felt a strange sense of relief.
In the darkness, they couldn't see each other's expressions, and the uneasiness in their hearts weakened as the blur became blurred.
The next morning, Fang Shan's hair was disheveled, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his charming oval face was a little swollen. He looked like a picture of a beautiful young man who had been ravaged.
"I had a nightmare all night." He looked at Wei Sushen dimly. "In the dream, the original host asked me why I didn't go find him."
Wei Sushen put on his clothes and said, "There's a cemetery a few miles outside the western suburbs. It's still in time to go there and burn some incense before the second anniversary of the death."
Fang Shan jumped off the bed, wrapped in a black robe, and pinned a white flower on his chest: "I have decided to mourn for him for three years."
Wei Sushen: "During this period, you are not allowed to drink alcohol, have sex with your wife, or attend banquets..."
Fang Shan pinched off the small white flower on his chest and crushed it expressionlessly.
The two of them had similar values. Fang Shan's expression suddenly turned serious: "We should have a good talk."
Wei Sushen: "Are you going to be buried alive?"
Fang Shan opened his eyes wide: "Of course not."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I remember discussing that the system has the right to change jobs before signing the contract."
Fang Shan stood quietly for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Why don't you take this opportunity to break up?"
During the contact, he felt Wei Sushen's helplessness more than once. For the time being, this was a great opportunity.
Wei Sushen's expression was stern: "You were the one who played with fire first, but your trick of playing hard to get did successfully attract my attention."
"Open your hands so I can see them."
Wei Sushen put his hands in his pockets instead, looking very indifferent.
Fang Shan opened the book for him without saying anything, and sure enough, he saw densely packed cheat sheets.
“…”
No one went to eat breakfast. Fang Shan sighed and looked at him eagerly: "I know the host is deliberately trying to make me happy."
Wei Sushen did not deny it. He could not afford to be forced to drown in the river if he was unhappy.
The dejection on his face faded a little, and a vicious flash passed through Fang Shan's eyes. This girl came at such a coincidence, as if she was deliberately reminding him that he had chosen the wrong host.
Wei Sushen, a conspirator and ambitious man himself, also realized this: "How many systems exist?"
Fang Shan knew what he was thinking and shook his head. "Usually, there's only one system in a plane. They're all different species, so if they come together, chaos will easily occur."
Wei Sushen only noticed the word 'usually': "Does that mean there are exceptions?"
Fang Shan hesitated for a moment. "This kind of incident happened before. The rebirth system and the time travel system collided and fought to the death."
There is no camaraderie between systems, and fierce competition is inevitable when it comes to year-end bonuses.
Wei Sushen's eyes darkened: "Can you feel each other's presence?"
Fang Shan said in a meaningful tone, "Who said that people of the same species will have a sense of connection? It's more reliable to say that they don't know each other."
Wei Sushen fell silent again. The soft morning glow shone into his eyes, reflecting a complex light.
Just when Fang Shan was about to break the silence, Wei Sushen placed a pen and paper in front of him and said, "Write."
Fang Shan thought for a moment and then wrote the words "divorce".
Wei Sushen turned the paper over with a dark face: "Write about your enemies."
Fang Shan muttered, "I'm very popular, so where would I find any enemies?"
A bottle of wine was placed in front of him.
Fang Shan swallowed his saliva and said, "Truth comes out when one is drunk. I will write it as soon as I finish this bottle."
Wei Sushen only let him drink half of it, and told him to drink the rest after he finished writing.
The morning glow gradually faded away. It was already autumn, but the afternoon sunlight was still very warm.
Wei Sushen had been in the same position for a long time without moving. After the hour hand moved one more notch, he glanced at Fang Shan and said, "I asked you to make a list, not write a book."
On Fang Shan's right hand side, there was a pile of papers as high as a mountain, filled with writing, which was enough to be a novella.
Fang Shan sat very properly while writing, his tone rather aggrieved: "These are the ones I remember still being alive, and I've deleted a lot."
Wei Sushen never thought that the number of a person's enemies could almost constitute a country.
Fang Shan patiently explained, "Originally, I only offended one person, but someone was so blind as to stand up for me. Over time, the number of offenses naturally increased."
Wei Sushen closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. After a while, he suddenly stood up, walked to Fang Shan, and searched among the pile of papers.
Fang Shan: "What are you looking for?"
"The divorce letter at the beginning."
Fang Shan quickly gathered all the things in his arms and glared at him fiercely: "How can the host be so heartless?"
Wei Sushen said in a deep voice: "Give me a clear answer, how many enemies have you made?"
Fang Shan suddenly ran out, and when he came back, he held a cup of Xiangpiaopiao milk tea and placed it in front of the other person. Everything was said without words.
Over the years, the system has produced hundreds of thousands of units a year, enough to circle the earth seven and a half times.
Wei Sushen: "...Goodbye, I won't see you off."
Fang Shan pretended not to hear and analyzed it from a positive perspective: "Not to mention the enemies, even the hosts I've led don't know what I look like." He paused and said, "After all, you're the only one with this habit and don't like being possessed."
Wei Sushen stared at him for a long time and felt that the word "fatal" was written all over this man.
Fang Shan once again felt in tune with him and smiled charmingly: "Look carefully, it's a fatal temptation."
“…”
Fang Shan was not a cunning person. On the contrary, he was very good at calculating people and treated this matter very carefully: "It is necessary to check who the original host's sister has been in contact with, and..."
As he spoke, he bent down and rummaged under the table, taking out all the sex toys he had confiscated from Wei Supei: "Old rules, the mission is the most important."
Two single dogs began to study——
Wei Sushen had a cold face and exerted great force on his hand, causing a part of the shaking object to fall off.
Fang Shan chose a strange-looking one, completely baffled: "What is this? Is it for massage?"
Then she rolled over on Wei Sushen: "Are you comfortable?"
Wei Sushen commented seriously: "It's not as good as stepping on the back."
I kind of miss the way Fang Shan looked when he was a little chubby boy.
Unable to figure out anything, Fang Shan could only check the instructions online one by one.
"If you skip breakfast, are you skipping lunch too?" Wei Supei knocked symbolically and then pushed open the half-closed door. "Mom has officially given the order. You're going downstairs to eat."
The four eyes met, the big eyes looked at the small eyes.
The fat boy's face twitched a few times. He looked at Fang Shan and said angrily, "You..."
He was so angry that he couldn't speak. After a long while, he managed to utter one word: "You!"
Fang Shan took a bead off the prop and threw it over: "It's good as a hidden weapon."
The fat boy complained: "It's clearly something you bought online, yet you're throwing dirty water on me!"
Wei Sushen casually piled the things aside and said to Fang Shan, "Let's go eat first."
The little fat man grabbed Fang Shan who was walking behind him and said, "Aren't you afraid that one day you'll drive me into a dark side too?"
Fang Shan replied seriously, "What skills can you possess after turning evil?"
"...Two more bowls of rice?"
Fang Shan sneered and pulled his hand back.
At the dinner table, when everyone had almost finished eating, Wei Ye said calmly, "You've been a little out of line lately."
Fang Shan didn't listen carefully to the conversation between the father and son. He touched the marble on the table, wondering if it was mixed with jade. It was cold and smooth, with a strange texture.
No wonder I failed.
With a long sigh, not having to worry about food and clothing, the initial configuration is what many people dream of all their lives.
Wei Sushen didn't know what he said, and Wei Ye had a cold face, but in the end it was the fat boy who was taught a lesson.
Fang Shan bit his chopsticks and looked around, and saw a cruel food chain.
Before leaving, Wei Yeduo reminded him, "I heard that the Fang family is looking for someone to investigate your whereabouts during this period."
First he was a teacher, then he went to a cafe, and then he was infertile. Not to mention the Fang family, even Wei Ye wanted to know what he was thinking.
Wei Sushen nodded to show that he understood.
Wei Ye said sternly, "No matter what you do, I have only one request... don't involve me."
I don't know which idiot took the lead in creating profile pictures by taking screenshots of TV interviews, adding the caption "Everyone Give a Little Love," and then a bunch of people followed suit and put it into practice. So much so that Wei Ye felt his heart skip a beat every time he looked at his Moments.
Wei Sushen agreed very well, but with the sound of the door closing, all the promises were blown away by the wind.
·
The scrap metal piled on the ground has been cleared away and the glass has been replaced.
Fang Shan looked at the newly renovated factory in surprise.
Wei Sushen: "Arthur asked someone to clean it."
Fang Shan: "A thoughtful and good assistant."
Wei Sushen also secretly had some raw materials delivered to make sex toys.
Fang Shan: "Host, please do it first. I'll go out and do some advertising."
As long as it is a commodity, no matter what the quality is, if you want to make it famous, you must first have a sales channel.
After Wei Sushen agreed, Fang Shan went to a copy shop to print a stack of business cards. After nightfall, he distributed them near the bar, mostly to drivers waiting at traffic lights.
More than a hundred business cards were quickly distributed. After Fang Shan left, a figure walked out of the alley, picked up a business card that was thrown on the ground and put it in his pocket.
Wei family.
In front of Wei Ye stood a man dressed in black with his head lowered. "Did you find out?"
"Young Master Wei is too alert to follow. The other one seems to be... in..."
Wei Ye knocked on the table impatiently.
The person reporting this clutched the colorful business card in his pocket. Thinking of the first sentence on it, "Are you lonely?", he could only grit his teeth and say, "Soliciting."
“…”
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