Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 232, Wife of Three Months
"Xiao Yuexiang, I'm going home and yelling~ Do you miss your husband?" Wu Xiaoming's face was full of sweetness, and he played the love strategy game in his hand as if no one else was around.

Li Yun, who was at the side, knew that this guy did have a girlfriend, but this girlfriend was on the PSP!
After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, Han Xiang came out, and saw Wu Xiaoming frantically clicking the psp button in front of him, and after listening for a while, he quietly spoke to Li Yun.

"What's the matter with this man? It's so strange how he can talk about love in front of a small iron box, and the way he speaks is also so strange. It's really embarrassing to just say that."

Han Xiang's face was a little blushing, not because it was strange to fall in love with the iron box, but just because the love words that Wu Xiaoming uttered just now were really embarrassing, not ordinary embarrassing people.

It's strange to be tactful and lingering, and the lover whispers.

They are all simple and crude love words, such as [I love you so much] [I love you for 1 years] and other nasty words.

Although it is very lingering, it is a bit too explicit, especially for Hanxiang.

"Well, how should I put it, the object of his love is not the little iron box, but the virtual personality presented by the little iron box." After thinking about it for a while, Li Yun thought about it. In fact, there are many similar people. However, there are not many people who are as fanatical as Wu Xiaoming in front of him. He actually came to the Taoist temple to ask himself and his girlfriend on the PSP to last a long time, and he got Yuelao's approval.

"Virtual personality?" Han Xiang looked confused, what does virtual personality mean.

"Just like a still portrait, if the portrait itself is very beautiful, it may give some people a feeling of [love] or [like], but the portrait itself has no personality or consciousness. It is the so-called virtual personality." Li Yun tried his best to use some sweet and understandable words to explain Wu Xiaoming's situation.

Hearing this, Hanxiang immediately understood, and muttered.

"It turns out that what he likes is a painting. Even though this painting is only imagined by the artist and has no prototype. But he still likes that painting, and this liking is not out of liking for artworks, but rather out of admiration."

"Well, that's almost what it means. What I like is a lifeless virtual character." Li Yun looked at Wu Xiaoming, still flirting with 'Yuexiang' as if no one else was there. In fact, he said it was flirting. , In fact, just talking about it, there are at most five options for each conversation, whether it is love talk or ordinary communication.

Acting like no one else was around, he just spent every minute with Yuexiang in the PSP, his expression did not show the timidity of a Taoist temple, only full of happiness and tenderness.

'Moon Scent' was happy, and Wu Xiaoming used options to accompany her to be happy.

'Yuexiang' was upset, so Wu Xiaoming comforted her with options.

'Yuexiang' wants to eat delicious takoyaki. Well, Wu Xiaoming can't cook it at all, but he still chose the option of takoyaki.

Moon Scent
Half an hour passed, and the weather gradually cleared up. The spring rain was continuous, coming quickly and leaving slowly. This half-hour of continuous rain shrouded the entire Xiangtou Mountain in a sense of lingering, and the air also changed. more moist and fresh.

tick-

The last drop of rain fell, the weather gradually cleared, and only water was still falling from the leaves.

Wu Xiaoming looked up at the sky and found that it was not raining, so he pressed the save button of the love game carefully.

"Xiao Yuexiang, my husband will leave for a while, and we will meet again soon."

Click the save button, turn off the PSP, and carefully put it into your shoulder bag.

Precious and important, for fear of hurting even the slightest bit.

After packing up the PSP, Wu Xiaoming bowed to Li Yun and stammered.

"Thank you"

Li Yun's head full of black lines is completely different from the way he talked to 'Yuexiang' just now.
"You're welcome, it's just a matter of raising your hands, not even counting as a matter of raising your hands." Li Yun shook his head helplessly. This person was just too reserved and polite, to the point of being too reserved.

After Wu Xiaoming thanked him a lot, he left the Taoist temple, took his favorite PSP, and touched it before leaving, with the utmost tenderness.

"The world is full of wonders, and there are people who feel in love with paintings." Hanxiang scratched her head, she really couldn't understand how to develop love for paintings, this is no longer a matter of different species .
But Li Yun said with a smile: "He is very specific in this situation. Most people change their wives every three months. They are not real wives, but wives who look like pictures."

Change wife every three months
Han Xiang was also stunned, scratched her head and said.

"Changing wives every three months, that's a bit too fast, that's a lot of effort."

"It's not about being playful or not, it's just because those people's [wives] will pass away in three months. Well, in fact, senior brother, I also have a past that I can't bear to look back on." Li Yun said a little embarrassed. The kind that changes wives once every three months, and gets angry at the beautiful female characters in the screen.
"Senior brother, are you as philandering as they are?" Han Xiang suddenly asked Li Yun.

"Well, the wife here just refers to a lovable character in a certain work. I used to like the character in a certain work as much as they do. If the character itself has many pleasing features, then You will call her a "wife" and it's not a wife in the true sense, the kind that doesn't need to be married. Only the portraits are released, but it can fascinate the romantic and talented scholars." Li Yun explained again patiently.

"But just now that person seemed to really regard that Yuexiang as a real person, as his wife." Hanxiang breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and said: "Obviously the two of you can't touch each other at all, and you can't understand each other. The so-called Moon Scent is also using the virtual personality endowed by the creator, the two parties can't even communicate equally, how did they get married."

Han Xiang also noticed that when Wu Xiaoming communicated with his wife just now, he used the established options, and he didn't even have the freedom to communicate completely.

Han Xiang didn't understand why she fell in love with the paper.
Li Yun didn't understand either, and smiled.

"Yes, the world is full of wonders, Han Xiang, you still have a lot to understand"

At this moment, Brother System's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding, the emergency mission is triggered——"

(End of this chapter)