"Love and the Producer" Scum Girl Cultivation Manual

May was placed in the hollow darkness, and the electric current lingered all over May.She tried her best, but sank deeper and deeper, watching the whirlpool shrink.

Only through the small hole, a golden sand-colored shadow can be seen clearly.

Her throat seemed to have been honed by thousands of nails, and it hurt so badly that she couldn't speak a word.

The holes finally healed completely, and May was enveloped in darkness.

Her thoughts gradually emptied, her whole body became numb, and she let the power push her forward.

Hospital ward.

A pale girl was lying on a hospital bed.

Gradually, her chapped lips moved up and down, trying to soothe the dry marks.

She trembled slightly with one finger and raised it slightly.

The boy next to her who was half-holding her seemed to sense the movement instantly, and hurried out of the room, yelling, "Doctor, doctor."

Listening to the noise, Wuyue became more conscious.

Opening her eyes again, a dazzling light flickered back and forth on her eyeballs.

The doctor gave a soft "um" before releasing the hand that raised the eyelids, and said to Zhao Yang and Lin's father and mother, "It's nothing serious, just rest for a few days."

Lying on the bed, Wuyue could only look at the ceiling above her head with her eyes open, with constant sobbing and slight choking in her ears.

As soon as the doctor left, Lin's mother held Wu Yue's hand tightly, and a tear accidentally flew onto Wu Yue's sleeve, soaking into her skin, as if soothing her thirsty skin.Mama Lin sobbed, with a trace of rejoicing: "It's fine, it's fine."

Wu Yue didn't know what to say, so she stretched out her other hand to Mama Lin's tightly clenched hand, and patted it lightly a few times.As soon as she moved her throat, she felt heart-piercing pain.

"I'll let Yang Yang stay with you. Mom will cook for you at home." Mom held her hand for a while, wiping away her tears, and then said slowly.Immediately, she let go of May's hand, urging her father to go back together.

The departure of Lin's father and Lin's mother made the ward much quieter.

The two of them in the room were silent.They tried their best to distinguish each other's voices, and listened to the bursts of cries for help coming from the silent hospital.

Zhao Yang came forward slowly and sat aside.

He smiled, his eyes overflowed with laughter, but his eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Baby." When he opened his mouth, his voice trembled unnaturally, and he quickly choked back.

Wu Yue's heart trembled even more, and she closed her eyes looking at the ceiling.

From the eyes, hot tears flowed down the corners of the eyes.

This voice is not pure sunshine, nor the magnetism of a man, nor any other kind of gentleness.

It sounds full of old people who have gone through vicissitudes of life and waited for the treasure and cherished thing in their dreams.

The room was quiet again, but Zhao Yang could still hear the soft voice of crying while covering his mouth.

Wuyue wriggled her saliva, moistening her throat.

She wanted to take a look at Zhao Yang first.

She patted the mattress twice, leaving two small, pressed grooves.But still to no avail.

Zhao Yang wiped away his tears, and hurriedly moved forward, pulling Wu Yueban up from the bed.

Wuyue was so weak that she could only collapse in his arms.The smell of disinfectant on Zhao Yang's clothes slowly entered Wuyue's nostrils, and she breathed again, absorbing this special smell.

Zhao Yang leaned on Wuyue who was spread over him, his eyes lowered.

Before May, there were clearly signs of waking up. At that time, she was too anxious and hugged her tightly.After a while, she seemed to have lost her breath again, and only instruments could prove her existence.

"I miss you very much." Zhao Yang sighed, and gently hugged the person in front of him, not daring to use any more strength.

He was afraid that if he tried hard, she would turn into a phantom again.

Wu Yue lowered her voice, opened her mouth slightly, and resisted the tearing of her throat and said: "Me too." She lowered her hands, slowly raised her arms, and finally brought her hands together.

His wrist touched Zhao Yang's back, and his hands were clasped together, numb and weak.

All she knew was that she didn't want to let go.

Both of them breathed lightly and shallowly.

Nothing compared to the sun shining outside the window.But it doesn't matter.

A week later, May's condition has stabilized and her strength has recovered a lot.

On this day, she was half lying on the bed, browsing Lianyu's official Weibo.By coincidence, she clicked on the original advertisement.

Familiar pictures came into her eyes little by little.

Her heart was tingling slightly, being rubbed and abused.It feels like a scabbed scar that itch to scratch but can't be touched again.

Zhou Qiluo's brisk and lively voice jumped into Wuyue's ears: I will definitely do what I promised.

A flash.

Bai Qi's familiar voice also jumped out: As long as you are in the wind, I can sense you.

May lightly stroked her hand on the screen and pressed pause.

She thought of that night again, and couldn't help feeling sour.

She slid her hands across the man's face, but there was no boy's scorching body temperature, only a burst of coldness.

The wind gently blows the curtains, and the curtains are folded to look like a human figure.

Wuyue turned her head abruptly, and the wind blew the curtains again, scattering them.

She lowered her eyes and opened them again.Xu Mo's gentle voice and Li Zeyan's domineering and deep voice rang in her ears again.

May slowly closed her eyes, as if she was at that time again.

The lively timbre has become desperate, even stained with different colors.

A faint, disappointing word, just simply telling the truth, but it hurts the soft apex of the heart more deeply.

The sentence "There will be no more Zhou Qiluo in your world." The tears in Wu Yue's eyes were aroused in one fell swoop.All her forbearance was easily broken, and she was defeated in an instant

May hastily paused, she didn't dare to listen any more.

There was bitterness in her eyes again, and she could only stare at the words on the phone absently.

Zhao Yang's refreshing youthful voice came from a distance: "Baby, come and eat."

Wuyue took a deep breath, rubbed her nose, and replied with a slightly sour voice: "Come." She put her phone by the bed, patted her face lightly, and ran out Room.

The phone screen suddenly lights up.

Unknown text message: Miss Potato Chips!I'm coming!

Unknown text message: Finally, I found you.

Unknown text message: Woman, you light the fire yourself, and you are responsible for putting it out.

Unknown text message: It's too late to build a little snowman, but we still have a future.

※, Fanwai* Zhou Qiluo's birthday

Zhou Qiluo's birthday

Second month home in May.

Wu Yue looked around the room, Zhou Qiluo and Jiang Yang were rolling on the bed, the two were fighting each other in the game world; Li Zeyan was sitting on the sofa typing on the computer seriously; Bai Qi was silently typing on the side of the living room. fist; Xu Mo took a small notebook and didn't know what he was scribbling.

Obviously it is my home.

Wu Yue thought angrily, but now she has nowhere to stay.

The bed is occupied, the sofa is seized, the living room is punched, and even the corridor is full of ink!She glanced sideways at the toilet, and was about to go in, when Jiang Yang dodged and rushed in first.

Wuyue slapped the door dissatisfied, and shouted inside: "What do you mean! You won't even let me go to the toilet?"

The person in the toilet was vague, and only said "uh" before saying, "Wait, baby."

Waiting, May stood at the door for more than half an hour.

very angry.These things are very snakeskin.

Things were not at all what May had expected. Five people gathered together, shouldn't they compete for themselves?Possessive too!

On the first day they met, Jiang Yang hugged himself behind him, stared at the other four people and asked, "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Yang, who protected the calf at that time, is gone forever.

Now Jiang Yang... Wu Yue couldn't help but sighed, and patted the toilet door again.

"Yeah!" There was finally a sound from the toilet, and he happily opened the door, and shouted to Zhou Qiluo in the bedroom: "Is my technique awesome?"

"Woo!" Zhou Qiluo continued: "Not convinced! Come again."

May:"……"

Speaking of which, Wu Yue looked at the calendar on the phone and said in the room: "Tomorrow is Luo Luo's birthday, shall we go out for dinner?"

When Zhou Qiluo heard it, he immediately dropped the phone in his hand, trotted and rubbed it into Wuyue's arms, and said in a tone as if stained with sugar, "Miss Potato Chips is so nice!"

Li Zeyan's hands while sitting on the sofa typing suddenly paused, and said in a deep voice, "It's not clean, don't go."

"Senior?" Wu Yue was not sure about asking Bai Qi's opinion.

Bai Qi slowly took off the boxing protection on his hands, fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead to make it float upwards, and said, "It's all up to you."

"What about Xu Mo!"

"Well, whatever is fine." Xu Mo took a small notebook, gently rubbed Wuyue's head and said, "As long as you are happy."

"Jiang Yang!! Did you hear me!! Go out to eat tomorrow!"

Jiang Yang paused while holding the mobile phone, saluted, and said in a cheerful young voice: "Got it!"

Wu Yue fell onto the sofa with her mobile phone, and then thought about where to eat tomorrow. Just as she turned on the hot pot, Li Zeyan glanced sideways at Wu Yue, with a really bad tone, and took the phone away and said, "No, you just had a stomach problem yesterday. .”

"..." Why do I think you look so like Bai Qi?

May wondered.

Not long after Li Zeyan said it, the next few people also said that they didn't want to go out to eat.

"..." I think you are targeting me.

May huddled into a ball angrily, and then Li Zeyan's deep voice sounded from above his head: "Tomorrow I will cook for you."

Speaking of which, when Li Zeyan came to this world, he almost never cooked.Only a few times, when the other four people were away, they secretly made it for May.

Wu Yue didn't know which muscle Li Zeyan had made a mistake, looked at him in surprise, and asked, "Do you belong to everyone?"

"Ah."

Jiang Yang ran out of the bedroom and saw that Zhou Qiluo was still clinging to Wuyue, walked over and patted his hand away, with a normal tone: "Zhou Qiluo, will we play games together in the future?" Then, clinging to Wuyue, his tone was soft Softly asked: "Baby, what will we do tomorrow?"

Zhou Qiluo: "..."

Wu Yue's eyes were agitated, shining brightly, thinking of Li Zeyan's pudding, her tone unconsciously smugly said: "Tomorrow Li Zeyan will cook and eat!"

Jiang Yang was deeply skeptical. He had never seen Li Zeyan touch the kitchen utensils before, and he turned his head to see Zhou Qiluo with the same excited look in his eyes, and swore arrogantly: "I, Jiang Yang! I'm starving to death! Order takeaway! I'm absolutely sure. Don't eat a bite of Li Zeyan's rice!" I still didn't think it was enough, so I added: "It's definitely not delicious."

"Don't..." Zhou Qiluo hesitated to stop Jiang Yang, but then he thought that he had just slapped his hand away, and suppressed his words.

Jiang Yang turned to look at Xu Mo and Bai Qi at the side again, trying to get them to join his team.

Xu Mo: "I'm just like May."

Bai Qi: "I listen to May."

Finally it was Zhou Qiluo's birthday, Bai Qi flew out early in the morning to buy cakes, Zhou Qiluo crawled excitedly in the kitchen and watched Li Zeyan stir fry, Jiang Yang was sent out by May to buy gifts in the morning.

Wuyue looked at them idly, sinking into the sofa with a satisfied face.

Xu Mo stood in front of Wuyue with a smile, his tone was gentle and tinged with honey, and he said, "Are you a little bored?"

"Hmm..." May replied.

"Would you like to play with you?" Xu Mo slowly sat beside Wu Yue, took out his mobile phone, and was just about to embrace Wu Yue's shoulder.

Suddenly there was a "dong dong dong—" sound from the window, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at Xu Mo's hand, saying silently: Take it away.

Xu Mo chuckled and hugged him even tighter.

Just when the water was in dire straits, Li Zeyan's voice happened to sound, and he said calmly: "The meal is ready."

Wu Yue hurriedly shook off Xu Mo and Bai Qi who were staring at each other and ran to the dining table.

Five people sat at a table and picked up their chopsticks one after another. Just as they were about to eat, Zhou Qiluo hesitated and said, "Why don't you wait for Jiang Yang."

"He said yesterday that he would not eat even if he was starving to death." Li Zeyan sneered, and picked up a chopstick first.

"Can…."

Zhou Qiluo felt a little frightened by Li Zeyan's unprepared stare, and then also tuned in.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Probably also suitable for Jiang Yang.Jiang Yang pushed the door open with a big bag of presents in hand.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong and mellow aroma of rice. He couldn't help taking two deep breaths. After changing his shoes, he ran over and sat on the dining table, looking like he was waiting to be fed.

"It's not that you don't want to eat." Li Zeyan was still cold.

"You may not have heard a word." Jiang Yang took the chopsticks handed over by Bai Qi with a smile, and continued: "A man can bend and stretch."

Li Zeyan's fried food is really delicious, light and refreshing, not boring, and every bite makes me want to eat another.

Not long after, Jiang Yang finished a bowl of rice, touched his stomach, and said with emotion: "This rice is really delicious."

Xu Mo: "..."

Bai Qi: "..."

Li Zeyan: "..."

At night, while Zhou Qiluo went to the basement to get things, they took out the cake and turned off the lights.

When Zhou Qiluo came back, the room was pitch black and there was no sign of him.

Shallow singing voices sounded in different orders.

Each candle was also lit one after another, exuding a faint, yellow halo of light, Zhou Qiluo was a little dazed from the door.

This should be his first real birthday.

Although the smiling faces of the four were different, a sentence popped out of their mouths at the same time: "Happy birthday."

Happy birthday, my favorite Lolo.

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