The thing that Zhang Yue regrets most in his life is his slippery hands.
The first time she slipped, she entered the wrong team.
The second time her hand slipped, she clicked the wrong invitation.
The third time her hand slipped - she slipped herself into the grave of marriage.
On the day of the divorce, Zhang Yue dug out a game account that he hadn't used in five years.
I found 99+ messages lying in the message box.
Sender: Lin Jiangye.
"Sister, I got admitted to your city."
"Sister, I saw a figure from the back today who looks very much like you."
"Sister, it's the fifth year..."
The last one: "I wish you happiness, Zhang Yue."
Zhang Yue looked at the phone, tears just falling.
The next second, my best friend sent a message:
"Let's clear it tonight, I'll introduce you to a little puppy, 186, abs, talk less and live better - I'm talking about playing games!"
Zhang Yue:? ? ?
In the evening, clear it up.
Zhang Yue lowered his head to scroll through his phone and suddenly received a private message from the game:
"Sister, is that you?"
She looked up.
The man in the booth opposite... Why does he look familiar? .
"Sister."
Zhang Yue: "You, you are..."
"Five years." He curled his lips, "How many times have you let me go? Have you counted it yourself?"
Zhang Yue: "...."
Help.
The kid in the game whom she teased every day,
Why did it look like this? ? ?
Zhang Yue looked at him, a little panicked.
"Lin Jiangye, I am seven years older than you and I am divorced."
"Only seven years old."
Zhang Yue said harshly: "No, you are still a child in my heart."
He was silent for two seconds.
Then he leaned into her ear and whispered something.
Zhang Yue's face instantly turned red.
"Lin Jiangye!!!"
He smiled innocently.
"Sister," he said, "I am not a child."
