What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

After taking a shower, Liang Shanyan sat in front of the computer with a cup of hot coffee, watching the clock on the wall ticking, his thoughts drifting away.

Norway is six hours behind China, and its New Year is also six hours behind China.

But in fact, there is no New Year atmosphere in Norway. It’s just that for Chinese people, New Year is the day that cannot be neglected or underestimated, and it is the refuge of the heart.

Even if you are alone in a foreign country, you still need some sense of ritual.

With a click, the pointers overlapped and a message popped up on the computer.

:Happy New Year.

Liang Shanyan's lips were already curled up, and he tapped the keyboard rapidly with his long fingers: You are the first one to say Happy New Year to me.

Luo Yilan pretended to be a little disappointed: Yes, but you are not the first one to say Happy New Year to me.

Liang Shanyan sincerely apologized: I'm sorry, I was in the laboratory at that time.

Luo Yilan didn't want to waste time on apologizing and forgiving, so she said in a cheerful tone: How is the experiment?

Liang Shanyan: It’s going very smoothly, but the paper is not finished yet and will be published in a book or magazine when the time comes.

At that time, there was a problem with the data, which made it impossible to verify the experimental results mentioned in the paper, which led to all the subsequent problems.

Luo Yilan frowned and reminded again: Remember to keep the data safe.

After thinking for a while, Luo Yilan asked again: From the photos you sent me recently, it seems that you seldom go out for a walk?

Liang Shanyan loves nature, which is why he devoted himself to the subject of biology. So if he gets tired of doing experiments, he will go outside to breathe fresh air.

But in Norway, a foreign country, it is always better to travel with a companion, so Liang Shanyan would always bring Becky along, and Becky would always agree reluctantly because of Liang Shanyan's cooking skills.

Liang Shanyan had no choice but to reply: I was abandoned by my partner recently.

Luo Yilan: What? Did he find a girlfriend?

Liang Shanyan thought about it carefully. He seemed to have never heard that Becky was in love. Moreover, he was still the same as before. He didn't like to shave and dressed casually. He didn't look like he was in love.

So what has he been doing recently? Liang Shanyan didn't know, it seems it's time to care about Becky.

Thinking of this, Liang Shanyan replied: Maybe.

After thinking for a while, he tapped the keyboard and asked: What are you doing?

Luo Yilan looked at Liang Shanyan’s profile picture on the computer, a lotus plant with a white crown.

Just looking at the profile picture, one would think this person is boring, but Luo Yilan doesn’t think so. She thinks the orchid suits him very well, just like him.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Luo Yilan typed a sentence on the keyboard.

:I'm waiting for you to fall in love with me.

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The first thing Song Xiaobai does when he wakes up every day is to check if there is any new information popping up on the computer.

Liang Shanzhi was afraid that he would become addicted to the computer, so he set a time limit for him, stating that he could only use it for one hour in the morning and one hour in the evening.

Song Xiaobai obediently followed the rules set by Liang Shanzhi. In order to reward him, Liang Shanzhi found a lot of scientific comics and a dictionary from Liang Shanyan's old books and gave them to him.

It was morning time now. Song Xiaobai counted on his fingers and decided to watch for five minutes before turning off the computer. Time was precious and he had to use it sparingly.

Although Song Xiaobai liked chatting with He Yue and the others, he found it boring after a while because they kept telling him not to go out to pick up bottles during the New Year because there would be too many people and cars and he should just stay at home.

Song Xiaobai looked at the message on the computer with great effort. It was from Lin Xia Ning. She loved to scare him the most: Song Xiaobai, you must not go out. You should know that thieves love to steal red envelopes from stupid people like you. Do you have any red envelopes?

Song Xiaobai said honestly: I do.

The red envelope from his mother-in-law was a very new hundred-dollar bill. Song Xiaobai had seldom seen such a bright red bill, so he put it in his favorite comic book as if it were a collection.

Liang Shanzhi also gave him a red envelope, but he refused to take it.

He is already living in someone else's house, how can you ask him to give you money?

Xiaohe said that people should not be greedy.

Lin Xia Ning's reply came quickly: So, stay at home and keep an eye on your red envelope.

Song Xiaobai agreed, turned off the computer, and learned to read by himself.

He has always been the most obedient person, but he felt a little bored after staying at home for a long time, so he grabbed the windowsill and looked down curiously.

Many children downstairs were setting off firecrackers. You can’t see the beautiful flames during the day, so they prefer to set off the ones that make ear-shaking noises.

Light it up and throw it.

He would scare passers-by and just laugh.

Song Xiaobai was just watching them play when he suddenly saw a child throw an empty soda bottle away and run away.

Soda bottle!

It's not plastic!

Song Xiaobai stared at the bottle, watching it being kicked around by passers-by, but no one picked it up. Song Xiaobai felt a little regretful and a little itchy.

He was just downstairs, and he came up right after picking up a bottle. His red envelope shouldn't be lost, right? Song Xiaobai thought.

He felt sad when he saw the bottle spinning after being kicked. It seemed that he would not be able to sleep well tonight if he didn't pick up the bottle!

Having made up his mind, Song Xiaobai turned around and took out the comic book that was at the bottom. He opened it and saw that the money was still there, so he put it back in the same place.

He glanced at the computer and raised his hand to swear to Lin Xia Ning behind the screen.

"A Ning, I'll just pick up a bottle and be back soon."

After making the promise in front of the computer, Song Xiaobai quickly ran downstairs to pick up the bottles.

New Year is the happiest festival for children. No matter what mistakes they make, they will not be scolded as long as it is “New Year’s Day”.

Of course, this is also the time when children have the most money.

There is more than just one soda bottle downstairs!

Song Xiaobai was dazzled by what he saw.

This one is expensive, that one is expensive too, I want them all, I pick them all up.

"Snapped!"

A soda bottle hit Song Xiaobai on the head, and the remaining few drops of orange juice fell on his new clothes. Song Xiaobai felt very distressed, and wiped the stains aggrievedly and said to them: "You can't do this."

"Silly boy, I gave you a bottle of soda and you didn't even say thank you?" The kid in the middle wearing a bright red down jacket said as he pressed a lighter and shook his legs like the gangster boss on TV.

Song Xiaobai glanced at the soda bottle at his feet. Well, this one is also expensive: "Thank you."

"You're really a fool!" After the children laughed at him, he was about to leave, but Song Xiaobai stopped him and said, "I said thank you, and you have to apologize to me too."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" The leader of the children felt unconvinced when being asked to apologize by a fool.

"You've made my clothes dirty." Song Xiaobai squatted down and showed the children his dirty new clothes.

"What a tattered piece of clothing, it's obviously cheap." The child king curled his lips, snorted in disdain and pushed Song Xiaobai to the ground, "Let's go and set off fireworks somewhere else. If you play with a fool, you will become a fool too."

The leader of the children waved his hand and ran away with the rest of the children, laughing.

Song Xiaobai got up from the ground and dusted himself off. He was afraid that his mother-in-law would see him and nag him, but he still felt wronged after thinking about it: "This is not a torn piece of clothing..."

These are new clothes that He Yue and the other two bought specially for him.