Chapter 77

"Why do you keep sneezing lately?" Song Nanqiao took a tissue and wiped it.

In the past six months, the frequency of my sneezing has become higher and higher. If I hadn't lost my body, I would have thought that I had caught a cold.

"Don't be lazy, work quickly." A small system urged her.

"Got it." Song Nanqiao continued to raise his hand and tap the keyboard in front of him.

Five years ago, after I solved the military, I fell into this space because of the death of my body. The main god system left his spirit here. If Song Nanqiao wants to get his body again, he must stay here and become the main god. The system works to make money.

Five years have passed, and Song Nanqiao doesn't know how much money he has earned, but the system just won't let him go.

"Emm, what a black-hearted businessman who squeezes employees." Song Nanqiao complained, and then turned his attention to the electronic screen.

Speaking of which, don't know what happened to Wen Wenyao...

So many years have passed, and Song Nanqiao has been trying to find out about Wen Wenyao in a different way. From the main god system, Song Nanqiao has some news. It is probably that Wen Wenyao has now taken over the Wen family, with great system help and career. well developed.

But the rest, Song Nanqiao doesn't know.

I don't know... Has the other party talked to someone new now?

Probably not, after all, Wen Wenyao really loves himself.

Song Nanqiao thought silently in his heart.

But if she couldn't go back, she also hoped that Wen Wenyao would be happy.

"Song Nanqiao, the main god system asked you to come over."

"Okay, I'll go now." Song Nanqiao got off the computer desk and was taken to another space by several systems.

The main god system has no entity, and only conveys its will in an empty hall.

"Song Nanqiao."

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

"From now on, you don't have to work, you can go back to your original world, but it will take a month for your body to repair completely, so you can't exercise vigorously."

"That... can I go back to Wen Wenyao's world?"

Song Nanqiao asked hesitantly. In fact, Song Nanqiao wanted to return to Wen Wenyao's side more than her own world. After all, that girl was the person she cared about the most.

Song Nanqiao was reluctant to let go of Wen Wenyao and return to his original world.

"Well... in fact, you were originally in the same world as her." The main god system said with a half-smile.

Afterwards, the surrounding lights became brighter, and when he woke up, Song Nanqiao was on the street.

"What did it say just now? I didn't hear it clearly..." Song Nanqiao pinched his eyebrows, trying to recall what the Lord God System said just now.

It seemed to say something about the world... or something, but in the panic, she didn't hear it clearly.

At present, it seems that I can no longer return to Wen Wenyao's world.

Song Nanqiao looked at the surrounding buildings and tried to recall the iconic buildings in his original world. It seemed that he had been here before and should be able to find his way home.

Relying on the memory in his head, Song Nanqiao successfully returned to her original home.

It seems that someone has cleaned it, and it is still clean. Before Song Nanqiao crossed over, he paid a lot of wages to the cleaning aunt at home and asked her to clean it regularly.

"It's so strange, so many years have passed, and I should have left long ago when I found out that I was not there."

Song Nanqiao felt a little strange, so he walked to his room and saw an old computer and mobile phone. When he got closer, he saw that this computer was the second computer he bought, and the mobile phone was the same style several years ago.

She tried to turn on the computer. The system was still running smoothly. The computer interface was also a browser from several years ago. Song Nanqiao looked at the date.

2015? ...

"and many more……"

Song Nanqiao hurried to the toilet and looked at his face now.

What appeared on the mirror was his face when he was young. It was estimated that he was about twenty-three to twenty-five years old, and his hairstyle was the same as when he had just graduated from college.

Looking at his younger self, Song Nanqiao was suddenly stunned.

When I traveled through it, I was thirty years old. How could I wear it back? The time went back several years ago.

Timeline chaos

The more Song Nanqiao thought about it, the more he couldn't understand.

Did this system send itself back to five years ago in the original world?

"2015 was the year I was just about to open an entertainment company." Song Nanqiao returned to the room and clicked on his folder.

Sure enough, it was the first entertainment company I opened, and now I can only come up with some small works, and it has just started.

Just as Song Nanqiao looked at the information and saw his origin, the landline phone next to him rang.

"Hello, Mr. Song, our director wants to interview you."

An unfamiliar female voice came over, and Song Nanqiao tried to recall it, as if she was the secretary of a well-known director.

"You set a time."

"Just book it for next Monday."

"OK."

Song Nanqiao should come down, no matter what, let's go and have a look first.

Hanging up the phone, Song Nanqiao fell into deep thought.

"It's starting from scratch again..."

Lying on his big bed, Song Nanqiao tried hard to recall what he had done in his previous life. Starting a business was really tiring. Song Nanqiao, who had been in business for decades, suddenly felt a little tired.

Take a break today and talk about it tomorrow...

the next day

Song Nanqiao processed some materials at home in the morning

I have a general understanding of the current situation of the company, and I am ready to start from scratch and create brilliance.

Because his body wouldn't feel hungry now, Song Nanqiao didn't have dinner. He wanted to wait until the evening to go around and get acquainted with the terrain.

The city at night is always brightly lit. Song Nanqiao strolls along the seaside. This place has not yet been developed. When his economic strength is enough, he will take this seaport.

...

at this time

A woman in a dress, supporting her delicate face with her hands, was lying tiredly on the back seat of the car.

She just completed an endorsement event. After the organizer finished packing, it was night. Wen Wenyao, who had not eaten for a long time, felt extremely tired now.

"Miss, there is a very good restaurant here. You can eat first and then go home." The driver looked at the scenery by the harbour and heard that the seafood here is very good.

"No, I want to go home first." Wen Wenyao looked out the window, she just wanted to go home and have a good rest.

With just a casual glance, Wen Wenyao swept across a figure.

She was a very young girl, walking on the street, walking casually, walking in the same way as the person she was dreaming about. Wen Wenyao put her hands on the car window and looked at that person with wide eyes. Suddenly, I seem to see that person's face...

It seems to be the one who hit her heart...

"Miss! Don't stick your head out the window." The driver reminded anxiously.

Not to mention that this kind of behavior is very dangerous, and Wen Wenyao is still a star. If someone finds out, the consequences will be disastrous, and even the traffic in this area will be affected.

"Stop!" Wen Wenyao said in a hurry, his eyes kept looking outside, he seemed to be in a hurry, grabbing the door handle, eager to get out.

The driver was stunned for a moment, then immediately stopped on the side of the road.

Before the driver could speak, Wen Wenyao opened the car door and ran out.

Wen Wenyao, who was walking on high heels, was inconvenient to walk. When she chased out, she was no longer there...

With red eyes, she glanced helplessly at the people who came and went around, and kept walking in the direction just now.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and slowly swept across her cheeks. Suddenly, because she was walking too fast, her feet were stabbed...

But she didn't stop, just held on to the railing by the roadside and continued walking.

She can't stop...

That person is her Song Nanqiao...

Wen Wenyao desperately wanted to take off her high heels and ran in her direction.

The wind by the sea messed up her hair, and the jet-black hair was scattered on her cheeks, blocking half of her face, but it couldn't hide her beautiful face, and the crowds who came and went saw her, all showing Seeing the amazing look, she silently sighed in her heart that she must be a stunning beauty.

"Hey, wait, she seems to be Wen Wenyao."

Sharp passers-by noticed this woman's identity. After all, no woman can be as good-looking as Wen Wenyao.

"It really seems like..."

"Fuck, take a photo."

"Ah, ah, it's my idol!"

In less than a minute, the narrow road was crowded with people around, who kept taking pictures with the flash on, and some tall men blocked Wen Wenyao's sight.

She can't see Song Nanqiao anymore

"Please get out of the way." Wen Wenyao walked forward with a cold face. This was the first time she had blackface in public.

"Miss! Come back soon." The driver took the mask and hat and got out of the car, and ran to Wen Wenyao's side.

He blocked the fans rushing up around him and wanted to take Wen Wenyao back to the car. It was really too dangerous, and he shouldn't have stopped.

"Don't take me away, I'm in a hurry now." Wen Wenyao pushed the driver away, wanting to chase Song Nanqi without looking back.

"Miss, you'd better go back first, just find someone to send a private detective to look for it." The driver persuaded earnestly.

If it goes on like this, it will be the last hot search tomorrow.

The crowd is getting bigger and bigger, and they still can't leave if they don't leave. The driver kept going, grabbing Wen Wenyao's hand, rudely breaking out of the crowd, and taking Wen Wenyao up car.

...

Song Nanqiao got into a taxi, closed the window, and glanced back at the place he passed by just now. It was crowded with people, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Is this a car accident?"

"No, I heard there is a star."

"What's your name?" Song Nanqiao's brows twitched. What kind of hot streaming star is this, capable of attracting so many people in such a short period of time.

"I don't know either. I don't chase stars and I don't like gossip."

The driver said something indifferently, stepped on the accelerator, and drove Song Nanqiao home.

The author has something to say: see you in the next chapter

Are you looking forward to it?

By the way, tell you about the current time and space settings

Xiao Wen and Xiao Song were originally from the same world, but they were separated from each other.

The system lifts the two separated boundaries.

The time is now shortly after Xiao Song University graduates

But now Xiao Wen is already a top actress and a big capitalist

At this point in time, Xiao Song is in a state of just starting a business

Xiao Wen is 22 years old, Xiao Song is around 23

The follow-up space setting will be slowly clarified. Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-05-24 13:33:51~2021-05-25 13:35:46~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Mr. Spicy Pear, 1 51905676;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 51905676, Zero 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 匛Li, Susuo, Yu, Mo Qiya~1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 32 bottles of sincere words; about 30 bottles of the eternal God;? ? ? 15 bottles of Lu Qi; 10 bottles of Time のせい, 51905676; 9 bottles of Spicy Pear Ha; 8 bottles of Xiao Teng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!