After Being Bent by Reader

Murong Mingshu reminded her to go to bed before eleven o'clock, Murong Shi was perfunctory on the surface, closed the door and started to stay up again.

She was never honest.

She is accustomed to taking Xu Chuanchuan's novels as a bedtime pastime, and it is the same now.

Because of company affairs, she hasn't slept well recently, and finally one weekend, she didn't want to sleep anymore.

I don't know if it was because I didn't read novels in those few days that caused insomnia, Murong Shi installed the APP again.

When you are in a bad mood, tease Xu Chuanchuan will get better. She casually gave Xu Chuanchuan a small suggestion, but she didn't expect Xu Chuanchuan to actually change some of the details of the new chapter as she said. If you change it, just change it. I'm afraid that the screenshot will be sent to the group as if others don't know it.

Love Mala Tang: "I just repaired this part, you can watch it or not."

In the quiet night, the friends in the group were still very active, and one by one night owls appeared.

-Ouch! It's okay to bury your chest, I want to bury it too! Greatly I want to bury you!

-The premise is to have a big chest.

Xu Chuanchuan looked down and saw that he had become plain **** without wearing underwear:...

-You are good or bad, since you have already written about your breasts, why don't you just continue to write down?

—That’s right, strike first. Chest, then kiss, put your hand in, take off your clothes and go straight to the sheets!

—Hahaha, you are all lascivious, but I like it. I think Xiaoguai needs a younger brother or younger sister. Would you think about it?

I love Mala Tang: "...I really took you. You can make up so much in one small action, which is even more beautiful than someone."

—This sentence is very ambiguous, who is someone referring to?

—Isn’t that great, you secretly fell in love?

-fall in love? That means having a boyfriend? Hey, I already smell the sour smell of love.

—Why is it a boyfriend? Shouldn't it be a girlfriend?

—Puff, the big pipe is straight, she has clarified it N times.

—It seems that there is another new girl who can molest.

-You are actually straight? I'm so disappointed_(:з」∠)_

Love Mala Tang: "I'm straight and right, but you guys really think too much! Besides, I don't have a relationship or a boyfriend!"

Xu Chuanchuan's character is unobtrusive, and he always confesses everything when he is harassed by others. It is so boring that the girl in the group who deliberately engages in trouble instantly loses interest in her gossip.

The QQ account of Murong Shi has been idle for two or three years. If Xu Chuanchuan hadn't mentioned the readership to her that day, she would have forgotten the account. Fortunately, the relevant information is still kept on the phone page, but the login time has long expired, and she has to retrieve the password again.

Before the change, she would not have spent so much time to do such a troublesome thing. As for why she wanted to join the group, even she herself felt inexplicable.

Xu Chuanchuan had been very tempted to her several times, and Murong Shi planned to lock the QQ space altogether.

Murong Shi seldom indulges in one thing or a person. The novels written by Xu Chuanchuan are not the type she likes. I am surprised that I can persist for so long.

Murong Shi naturally knew that the "someone" Xu Chuanchuan mentioned in the group was talking about herself, and she didn't say a word. She watched Xu Chuanchuan's last reply and was silent for a long time. After thinking about it, she clicked on someone's private chat, and finally turned it off.

Why didn't Lala write Lily novels? Murong Shi had doubts about Xu Chuanchuan's sexuality a long time ago, she didn't ask at the time, and it was the same this time.

Anyway, Xu Chuanchuan has nothing to do with her whether she likes men or women.

The time jumped to eleven o'clock exactly, Murong Shi yawned and was about to go to bed, suddenly the phone shook.

She thought it was Xu Chuanchuan who was looking for her, but she looked intently and was very surprised.

In the first column of the chat list, there is an unread message with a familiar and unfamiliar profile picture.

Fang Qin: "Murong? Is he or his account stolen?"

Fang Qin, who is far away in the UK, still uses QQ, which really surprised Murong Shi.

Murong Poetry: "I."

Fang Qin: "OMG! No, Murong, I haven't seen you on QQ for so many years. I thought you were missing."

Murong Shi: "I'm in China and you are abroad. If you say that you are missing, it should be you."

Accustomed to either meeting or calling, Murong Shi rarely uses chat tools to communicate with friends he knows in three-dimensional, and feels a little awkward. This kind of strangeness made her very uncomfortable, but fortunately, Fang Qin quickly found a familiar feeling with just one sentence.

Fang Qin: "You are really hard-hearted. I haven't greeted me for so many years. I want to break up with you."

Murong Shi: "I didn't know that I would come back to celebrate the New Year with my parents after three years of going abroad. Are you ashamed to say that I have a hard-hearted heart?"

Fang Qin: "Hey, don't you know that my sister is suffering. After coming out of the closet, my parents cut off relations with me, and I dare not return at all."

Murong Shi paused: "Or that person?"

Fang Qin: "Which one?"

Murong Poetry: "Your first love."

Fang Qin: "You mean her? Don't mention it. We broke up half a year ago. Her parents didn't agree with us. Her mother threatened with death, so she abandoned me and returned home. See how filial she is, look at me How sad."

Murong Shi was dumb.

Fang Qin's first love girlfriend is many years younger than her. In order to follow his girlfriend's steps, Fang Qin gave up his domestic job to accompany his girlfriend to study abroad. It was the airport that Murong Shi personally sent them to. Seeing her best friend find true love, she felt relieved and gave them expensive gifts.

I didn't expect the two of them to break up with such absurd reasons.

Fang Qin must have been uncomfortable in his heart when the person he loved so much was left in a foreign country, right? But Murong Shi knew nothing about it.

Murong Shi: "I'm sorry."

Fang Qin: "It wasn't me that you dumped. Actually, it doesn't matter. Who remembers whom after half a year? By the way, I'm dealing with some handover procedures, and I will return to China in a while, and I may have to trouble you at that time."

Murong Shi is not good at saying comforting words, even if it is said, it will not help, the text is too pale, she would rather lend her shoulders to Fang Qin. It's a pity that they are not hypocritical people.

Murong Shi: "Okay, tell me before I come back, this is my number 138********"

Feeling sleepy Because of Fang Qin's few words disappeared without a trace, Murong Shi looked at the screen of the mobile phone for a while, and suddenly thought of the novels written by Xu Chuanchuan.

The love stories in each book are all beautiful. Even if the two protagonists have misunderstandings and twists, they will finally come together in a happy reunion. They were so happy that they came out smoothly, received blessings from relatives and friends, and lived a warm and sweet little life. One said "I love you" and the other said "As long as you stay away from me, you will not abandon", just like a fairy tale.

But how can there be so many perfect loves in real life? The reality is fragile and cruel. Let alone homosexuals that are not recognized by the society, even heterosexuals are full of ups and downs and pain, right?

When she first read Xu Chuanchuan's novels, Murong Shi felt that the writing was very untrue, which is why she has not been able to "get into the play". But after listening to Fang Qin's words tonight, she discovered that it is not necessarily bad that it is not true.

Pure and beautiful love is what everyone yearns for. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Xu Chuanchuan's novels are so popular with readers.

When I read Xu Chuanchuan's novels later, Murong Shi found a subtle change in his mood.

Today’s chapter is about the heroine Dou Xiaoye and the model’s wife who took their children to participate in parent-child activities organized by the kindergarten. After the activity, the two mothers took the children home and the children were tied to the safety table and chair in the back seat of the car. , The two mothers were sitting in the front row, just because they looked at each other more when they waited for the red light, the two of them sparked and hugged and kissed.

The author has something to say: "You are too bad, everyone resented too much in the last chapter, this passionate kiss is a benefit for everyone~"

It was the first time that Murong Poetry showed a sincere smile after reading it, and when he was in a good mood, he threw a deep water. Thinking of what someone said to her last night, she left a comment: "At this rhythm, should I drive the next chapter?"

For a few days, Xu Chuanchuan could receive a deep-water torpedo from a passerby poem, plus a comment. It is rare that this local tyrant would "condescend" to leave a message for her, and Xu Chuanchuan was very happy.

There is one thing that is not good. Every time a passerby poem commented, the content was “astounding”. Readers recognized her vest and liked to interact with each other under her comments, so a group of people often clamored for Xu Chuan to post. Tangfa Welfare Driving and other remarks...

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't laugh or cry about it. She doesn't know the details of passerby poems. From the point of inciting readers' emotions, she thinks passerby poems really have the characteristics of being a MLM leader. Although this kind of incitement is not at all conscious of passers-by poetry.

Every time a passerby poem casts deep water on her, Xu Chuanchuan will return her a big red envelope.

Someone is unhappy: "I won't comment on you anymore."

Xu Chuanchuan: "I know that you are not generous and you are not short of money, but I am not a stingy author. You give me a reward and I will give you a red envelope. This is called reciprocity."

Passerby poem: "Are you generous?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Isn't it generous? I give so many physical books free of charge. I printed them at my own expense. The cost of one copy is about 20 yuan, and more than 100 copies would cost a lot of money!"

Passerby poem: "Well, I know you are generous."

Why do you feel that this compliment is not at all deliberate?

Mentioning the physical book again, Xu Chuanchuan thought about it and asked her if she needed it.

The passerby poem still said categorically: "No need."

Being rejected twice, Xu Chuanchuan felt really depressed.

It is difficult to publish gay-themed novels. Privately printed personal histories do not have a book number and are illegal, so Xu Chuanchuan has never dared to sell it to the outside world. Many readers who love her want to collect the physical copies of her novels, and she chooses to send them in the form of a Weibo lottery draw. However, others are vying for what they want, but this passerby poem has no interest at all.

If the passerby poem is not Murong poem, then why does she reject her kindness again and again?

If you are really worried about the address exposure...

Thinking of this, Xu Chuanzhuan had an idea, a certain master girl who studied computer science in the private chat group.

Although knowing that this was a bit unkind, Xu Chuanchuan was really curious, and she asked the girl to help find the IP address of passerby poetry.

A few minutes later, the girl replied to her.

Regarding the result, although he had suspected it before, Xu Chuanchuan was shocked when it was actually found out through technology and placed in front of her.

Passerby's IP address shows that she is in the same city as her, but the specific location is different.

Based on those numbers alone, the girl couldn't find a specific location, but this was enough for Xu Chuanchuan.

That girl was an iron fan who had been with her for several years. Xu Chuanchuan promised to give her a physical book as a thank you, and asked her: "You can't tell anyone about this."

The girl didn't ask much about it.

Xu Chuanchuan looked at the result with mixed feelings in his heart.

Passerby Poetry was in the same city as her, so why did Passerby Poetry refuse to tell the truth to herself when she was tempted? Is it because of a guilty conscience? Confidentiality? Or are you simply too lazy to say it?

Xu Chuanchuan bit his lower lip, thought for a moment, and clicked on the portrait of the passerby poem with his mouse.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't want it or dare not want it?"

Passerby poem: "Don't dare? What do you mean?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "I just pinched my fingers and calculated that you and I were in the same city. You said God is not magical [嘚瑟]"

Passerby Poem: "[流汗]"

Xu Chuanchuan: "o(╯□╰)o"

Passerby's poem: "Don't write essays and don't go to work in the future. You can just go to the street and set up a stall to give someone a fortune-telling."

Xu Chuanchuan: "...There is no such shop in this village, don't forget it."

Xu Chuanchuan felt that she was absolutely stunned, but whenever she discovered something new, she couldn't help but pull the identity of passerby poetry on Murong Poetry. If she is known by the priest, she must be teased again.

Passerby Poem probably thinks she is sick too.

The upstairs of the company seems to have been busy recently. During the break, Xu Chuanchuan heard other colleagues in the company discussing that it was getting the staff dormitory.

—Can everyone live in?

—It doesn't seem to be it. I heard Linda say that this is specially prepared for salesmen. Their department has been very busy recently. Those new college students didn't live in a place that just happened to be empty, so they were vacated and converted to the dormitory.

—This is too unfair, right? Everyone works in the same company. Why can't those college students live in us?

—How unfair, each of us has housing subsidies, but those newcomers don’t. Besides, do you live if you let you live? You are already married.

-makes sense. Most of the people in our company are married.

—Xu Xu doesn't seem to have a boyfriend yet.

…

Xu Chuanchuan, a melon-eating crowd, didn't expect to be shot while lying down. She pretended to drink water to hide her embarrassment. Niutou said in a blunt voice, "I have a place to live, and I rented a house outside."

These people like gossip the most. Every time they say that Xu Chuanchuan is single, they can talk a lot. Some say they can introduce someone to her, and some ask this question. Xu Chuanchuan was most afraid of this, so he drank the water quickly, and avoided it under the pretext of picking up the water.

The corridor is very quiet, and the decoration movement from upstairs can be heard from time to time. Xu Chuanchuan went straight to the pantry and just took a sip after receiving the water. The figure flashed in front of him, and one person rushed in.

It was Linda.

As Murong Shi’s assistant, Linda has always been very particular about dressing, but this time she looked a little embarrassed, and her meticulously combed hair was a bit messy. She didn’t seem to know it. The first thing she rushed in was to collect water with a disposable cup. , I finished a cup like a cow.

She was a little panting, and smiled at Xu Chuanchuan who was looking at her intently, and said, "I haven't drunk water or eaten all morning, so I am so thirsty."

Xu Chuan returned her with a smile and said, "I've got off work a long time ago, are you so busy?"

Linda leaned back on the cupboard, sighed heavily, and said, "It's not busy. I just went up to see the progress of the renovation. After chatting with the workers for a while, I forgot the time."

"Will it take a long time?"

Linda shook her head and said, "It's coming. Actually, it's just painting the walls. It's not a major project. By the way, are you renting a house outside by yourself?"

"Huh? Yeah."

"You don't need to rent a room after the decoration is complete. There is a room for two, which is similar to a standard hotel room. You should like it."

Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Isn't it just for salesmen?"

Linda drank another glass of water and said, "No, as long as you are single, you can live. This is a special benefit of our company."

Single benefits, it sounds good. It's a pity that Xu Chuanchuan likes to live alone because of the code word. She laughed it off.

"I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going out to eat."

"OK Bye Bye."

Linda had already walked out, and came back again: "I almost forgot there is something else. Xiao Xu, are you busy waiting?"

Xu Chuanchuan blinked: "It's not busy."

Linda smiled and said, "Auntie the cleaner is off work. I need some dry rags on it. Can you help me get it? I might faint if I don't eat."

With a little effort, Xu Chuanchuan was happy: "Yes."

Linda familiarly opened the bottom of the locker, took out the dry rags inside, and handed them to Xu Chuanchuan: "Just go up and put them on the ground. They will take them by themselves when needed. Thank you, and trouble you. "

"You're welcome."

Xu Chuanchuan went up from the side stairs nearby.

The room above was very empty, the sound of "ping-pong-pong" resounded, and the ground was a mess. Fortunately, Xu Chuanchuan did not wear high heels. She walked flexibly, found one of the busy decorators, and asked, "Is this the rag you want?"

The worker tapped with a hammer, and pointed to a room: "I want it inside."

"Oh." As soon as I approached the room, I smelled a strong smell of paint. Xu Chuanchuan just took a step, feeling something sticky "swooshing" over her head.

"Oh—"

With an exclamation from his head, Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback. He raised his head and saw another decoration worker squatting on the wooden rack, staring at her head with embarrassment.

Xu Chuanchuan subconsciously touched with her hand and touched something slimy. She looked at the green paint on the palm of her hand, dumbfounded.

"Sorry, sorry, I just squatted down to take a rest, I didn't expect someone to come in suddenly." The decorator apologized to her, holding the brush covered with paint.

Xu Chuanchuan wanted to cry without tears.

She didn't dare to touch it, and she didn't know how dirty it was on her head. She ran all the way down the stairs. She wanted to go to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see what was going on. She ran so fast that she almost collided with the people coming up.

Xu Chuanchuan was even more panicked when he saw the visitor clearly.

Murong Shi wanted to ask why she came down from above, and saw the top of her head inadvertently: "Why is your hair green?"

"..." Xu Chuanchuan was extremely depressed, and briefly explained what happened just now.

Murong Shi was stunned for a while.

Xu Chuanchuan lowered his head shyly, muffled: "I'll try to see if I can wash it off with water."

But Murong Shi grabbed her wrist, easily stopped her, and said, "Paint, how can the water be washed off."

Xu Chuanchuan Huarong faded: "What should I do?"

Murong Shi said with a smile rather than a smile: "You have dyed your hair, anyway, you are not a man, no one said that you are a green hat."

Xu Chuanchuan's mouth twitched. You can really comfort people.

Murong Shi constricted his face and took a step forward.

The sudden approach made Xu Chuanchuan instinctively want to retreat, but forgot that he was standing on the steps, tripped on his heels, and shook his body.

Murong Shi grabbed her arm quickly.

Xu Chuanchuan got hot on her face and broke away from her hand: "Thank you."

At this time, the two people are already on the same level.

Murong Shi patted her on the shoulder and said, "Let me look down."

Xu Chuanchuan didn't know why, but he still did.

As soon as he lowered his head, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Murong Shi reaching out and touching her head, and said, "Wait for it to dry, it doesn't touch the skin, it should be able to get rid of it. Wait for Linda to come back and let her handle it for you."

Hearing that it can be removed, Xu Chuanchuan finally felt more comfortable: "Then I will go back to the office and wait for her."

"Back to your office?"

"if not?"

Murong Shi's slender fingers drew a circle on her head: "Are you sure you want to come into the office with a green hair to let them visit?"

"..." Of course Xu Chuanchuan didn't want to, she cleared her throat, "I...I'll go to the small meeting room and wait for her."

"The business department has a meeting in a small conference room."

Paint bullied her, even the meeting room bullied her, Xu Chuanchuan drooped his face: "Then I will go to the pantry."

Murong Shi pondered for a moment, and said, "My office door is unlocked. You can blow on the air conditioner inside to make it dry faster."