"Oh, he kept following me around like a clingy bandage~!"
"Sleep."
"Phew—!!!"
Shen Muyan greatly admired the little one's ability to fall asleep instantly. The room's air conditioner was on, and although the humidifier was running too, Shen Muyan still felt a little thirsty and wanted some water.
But then—
She noticed that, at some point, a glass of lemon water had been placed on the bedside table, covered with a tissue.
On the little one's bedside table sat her cartoon water cup as well, filled with boiled water.
Shen Muyan gazed at the blue moon ceiling light for a while, her eyes complicated, then picked up the phone beside her.
She rewrote the message she had not sent earlier, then tapped send.
Night owl Fang Ya was playing Swordsman World, right in the middle of a guild war.
On the computer screen, blades flashed and swords danced as dazzling skills flew everywhere. The battle was fierce and frantic.
Suddenly, the phone beside her mouse pad vibrated.
"Use Flying Locust Stones to break their weakness! Focus fire on that damn vice guild leader—he killed me once just now!"
Fang Ya shouted into her headset, picked up her phone for a glance, then put it back down and continued fighting.
"Use Graft Flowers onto a Tree, idiot..."
Fang Ya's battle-commanding voice abruptly stopped. She froze for a moment, then excitedly tossed aside her mouse and keyboard and pulled off her headset.
She picked up the phone she had just put down and opened the message.
What had Shen Muyan sent?
Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't gotten divorced. I regret it a little. What should I do?
Fang Ya's eyes widened, her expression turning excited and thrilled.
She hurriedly typed out a reply:
"What should you do?