Strange honey water and Y month [short story collection]

What is the notification sound of Penguin New?

The wife has a lot of contacts, and she also made groupings, but she was obviously lazy, and most of them defaulted to what they lost.

Among them, there is a guy named 7777777 with a gray profile picture.

When the wife slid to the profile picture, she stopped.Then, he opened it and flipped through it. The guy's detailed information was filled with things that were not filled in.

But there are very, very many chat records between this man and his wife.

The little mite knew him because seven days ago, when the little mite was still a human being, he was in another house and chatted with his wife on this account.

7777777 is it.

When the little mite was still an individual, because he lived on the seventh floor, his student number was seven when he was studying, and his job number was also seven after graduation, so he simply called him seven on the Internet. Later, everyone called him Xiaoqi.

Xiao Qi lives in a big city, where housing in the urban area is expensive, and there are no good jobs in the suburbs, so Xiao Qi has to take the subway from the suburbs to the city for two hours a day like most people.

One round trip, four hours commute.

After a long time, Xiaoqi, like most subway people, began to read novels on the road.

He reads all genres, and especially likes suspenseful ideas.

As time passed, he gradually had wives he liked.

Later, Xiao Qi also started to write books by himself. He thought that he would write an additional and different book and give it to his favorite wife.

That person's words are full of kindness to the world, and he can feel that the other person is a person with similar age and hobbies as him.And this person has a very soft and delicate heart.

Xiaoqi once wrote a book, but that was many years ago, and I have long forgotten it now, so I won’t.

Xiaoqi, who has forgotten everything, needs to start with a newcomer.

But it is difficult for a newcomer to open a new book. He stayed up late doing a lot of exercises, kept learning, and asked others for advice.

In the end, I still couldn't sign the contract.

Xiao Qi felt that maybe he was the kind of person who didn't have talent.

He threw the last unfinished article on Weibo, and never cared about it again.

Miraculously, one day after get off work, when Xiao Qi was falling asleep on the subway, his penguin vibrated.

There's a guy with a green profile picture who's friending, and the note says he's his favorite wife.

Xiaoqi passed right away, clicked on the chat box and scolded people, everyone who pretended to be his wife exploded in place!

However, that person just waited silently for him to finish cursing, and then intercepted an author behind the scenes and threw him over.

"I'm really your wife."

After Xiao Qi regained consciousness, she wanted to withdraw all the swearing words just now, but the withdrawal was invalid after more than 2 minutes.

He had no choice but to delete those eye-catching words one by one, so that at least he would not see it again, and he could pretend not to know.

Soon, another serious question surrounded Xiaoqi:

How did the wife know about him, and what would he do?

The other party obviously knew that he would ask this question, so he replied first: "I saw an article of yours on Weibo, and it seemed to be about me."

The wife saw his half-finished work? !

Xiaoqi wept with joy.

But the next moment, my wife added a sentence.

"It seems to have some color."

"Uh..." Xiaoqi's face was suddenly embarrassed. At first, he thought that a person like his wife who stood on the top of the mountains, even if he knelt down in front of him holding the paper, would definitely not take a sympathetic glance.

Therefore, after Xiaoqi had no hope of signing the contract, she added a little love and a little bit of color exactly according to her own thoughts.

God, my wife saw it!

Xiaoqi still took a chance and sent a sentence to the other party: "Have you finished reading?"

Wife: "Yes."

Xiaoqi: "All?"

Wife: "Not a single word."

Xiaoqi, who was dying to die, silently opened Weibo and deleted the entire paragraph.

He seemed to be flipping over there, and soon sent a message to ask him why he deleted it...

Xiaoqi: "I think it's a bit unrealistic."

Wife: "I think so too. After all, I don't know if I can sleep without sleep for three days and three nights."

The author says:

It seems... rounded up... is also considered a Zerg language? (no, don't hit me)

10. The second sip of honey water

◎The little mite was once a human ◎

The two met each other while chatting, and they have been lying on each other's friend list ever since.

Xiaoqi generally dare not take the initiative to find his wife, he thinks that his wife is a very busy person, and it would be bad to disturb others.

But my wife occasionally chats with Xiao Qi.

Two people say one sentence, and sometimes Xiaoqi will say a lot of sentences in succession.

In this way, the chat records between the two became more and more...

Later, my wife opened a new infinite flow article, probably because of the influence of Xiao Qi, his san value has decreased, the copy in the new article has become a strange Zerg, the protagonist is also a puddle of mud, and the style of writing is full of mud. I mean not on the wall.

The subscription rate of this new book is not very good. To be precise, it is lower than any of his wife's previous books. It smashes the three-year plan that his wife made for himself.

Then, he actually started pigeons.

But this is the wife that Xiao Qi has followed all the way. He really likes to watch his wife tell the earth-shattering love in a light and sad tone in a suspenseful setting full of logic.

Even though the setting has become a lot weirder than the previous few books, it is still the wife who can make people understand life and shed tears for love between the lines.

Xiaoqi began to take on the responsibility of prompting manuscripts spontaneously. From the morning call every morning, he has been supervising his wife. The first sentence of every chat is: Has your wife coded?

My wife keeps saying, let's go to code now.

But half an hour later, Xiao Qi logged on to the platform and saw that the daily codeword volume of his wife in his friend was still 0.

Xiaoqi couldn't help finding him and questioning him.

"Are you really not a word?"

"..." The wife replied aggrievedly: "I don't know what's wrong, every time I decide to swipe my phone to code, but when I finish swiping my phone and look up, a day has passed."

Xiaoqi comforted his wife and said, "Then you set an alarm clock for yourself. When the alarm clock rings, write immediately."

The wife sent an expression of agreement, but after a few days, the code word count is still 0.His book has been seen to be out of stock, and there has been condemnation in the comment section.

Xiaoqi was worried about his wife, so he opened the chat box and asked, "Is there no alarm clock set? Why is it still 0?"

The wife is still aggrieved: "I have settings, but when I press the alarm clock, turn off the phone and start typing, I feel very sleepy within 500 words."

Then the wife fell asleep, and when she woke up again, another day had passed.

Xiaoqi was silent for a while, and concluded: "Ma'am, you have procrastination, severe, late stage."

He knew that his wife lived alone, and it was very difficult to change the current situation by herself, but he really couldn't help.

Every time the suggestion is put forward, the wife has carefully implemented it, but the number of code words has never exceeded 0.

If it goes on like this, the wife will probably be devastated.

On this day, Xiaoqi went to the vegetable market to buy ingredients, and when passing by a small park, he sneaked in by mistake.

There are a lot of people inside, basically old men and women, some are playing chess, some are dancing fans, and some are queuing up to feed the kittens.

The stray cats in the park are fed so fat and strong that they will not be afraid of strangers.

When he walked under a gazebo, a fat Siamese thought that Xiao Qi was also going to feed him, so he ran up to his legs and rubbed him.

Xiao Qi gently stroked the cat's head and its belly that was about to drop to the ground.

Suddenly, taking advantage of Xiao Qi's inattention, Fat Siam snatched his mobile phone and ran away!

"Stop!" Xiaoqi hurried to catch up.

He had never heard of a kitten snatching a cell phone, and he panicked for a moment.

Passers-by didn't understand why the boy was chasing a stray cat, as if they couldn't see the mobile phone in the cat's mouth.

Xiaoqi chased after him and entered the depths of the park.

He usually passes by, and has not explored it carefully. He did not expect that there is a wishing pool full of age in the park.

A goat path goes straight through, encircling the city around the wishing pool, and next to it is a bush half the height of a person.

The forest behind is lush and lush, which isolates this place into a paradise.

Only cats, no people's outdoor peach garden.

Xiao Qi finally chased Fat Siam and got back his mobile phone.

The next moment, his gaze was attracted by the sparkling wishing pool.

The clear pool water with countless coins refracts the sunlight projected into the pool like a different mirror.

Filled with surprise, Xiao Qi took a small step forward and felt the soles of his shoes hurt——

It was a coin that someone dropped to the ground.

He picked it up and blew it, the ancient metal tremolo hitting the eardrums.

Still a decent coin.

When Xiao Qi reached the edge of the pool, Fat Siam jumped out and kicked on his hand in a tricky manner.

In a panic, the coin fell into the pool

He had no choice but to put his palms together and start making a wish.

What wish?

"Well... If possible, I want to meet my wife, get to know him, his life, what happened to him recently, and why he is a pigeon."

As soon as the words fell, there was a "poof", and the scene in front of Xiao Qi's eyes magnified sharply, and then fell into darkness.

When he was able to see things clearly again, what caught his eyes was a pair of eyes like stars in the vast sea.

He already needs to call it a different little mite.

April 8, 3:12

The clock hanging on the wall beeped hard, reminding the people in the room that half of the day had passed, and it was twelve o'clock at noon.

The wife is very embarrassed at this time, he just finished breakfast an hour ago, and his stomach is still full now, but don’t eat, he will definitely eat in the afternoon