I'm really immortal

Liu Yuewang heard the text message on the cell phone of the uncle next door, so of course he didn't read it carefully. He just accidentally caught sight of him reading an online novel. How could he continue to look at other people's cell phone screens? Liu Yuewang is a very cultured and polite professional woman.

But he actually turned off the phone screen without expression, which made Liu Yuewang suspect that this person must have received some pornographic information, such as soliciting prostitutes, etc., and was embarrassed to read it in public, saying Maybe he would hide and watch secretly later.

Liu Yuewang didn't care. Middle-aged men are lustful. He just moved his position involuntarily, closer to a girl on the other side and farther away from the uncle. Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

"Uncle, let me tell you, the old man next to me is peeking at pornographic information, and he is also peeking at me!"

Just as Liu Yuewang finished sending the message, the screen of the middle-aged man's cell phone next to him lit up again, only to see him quickly turn off the screen again.

Liu Yuewang felt a bit puzzled by the coincidence. He had just sent two messages, and the person next to him had just received two messages?

Liu Yuewang didn't think much about it. He looked at his phone boredly, waiting for the other party to reply to messages. This uncle was indeed knowledgeable and talented, but the most annoying thing was that he never actively responded to messages. Liu Yuewang had read an article in his circle of friends. The article means that if your friend cares about you very much, then he will reply to your message instantly, otherwise he will not take you seriously.

It seems that in the eyes of that uncle, I am just a chat target after all. He has time to talk to you, but he has no time to bother with you.

Still no quick reply, Liu Yuewang pursed his lips and took out his phone again.

Liu Chang felt relieved because he had turned off his phone and was really afraid that she would send another message and make his phone continue to ding.

But it can be one or the other. Three times in a row, he received the message just after she sent it. This was too strange. Even if Liu Yuewang didn't come to snatch his phone, she still stared at him with probing and doubtful eyes. It is inevitable.

Liu Yuewang didn't want to send a message to Liu Changan this time. She sent it to An Nuan: When you send a message to Liu Changan, does he reply instantly?

An Nuan replied to Liu Yuewang instantly: He didn't have the heart to play with his phone all the time. He basically wouldn't touch it when he was doing other things. He only looked at it when he remembered to look at it after finishing. As for replying messages... …just let it happen.

When Liu Yuewang received such an answer, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the article on Moments was inaccurate? Or does Liu Changan not care about An Nuan at all?

Thinking of this, Liu Yuewang had something to ask the uncle again, and sent a message: "Uncle, my boyfriend is very slow to reply to my messages. I don't think he cares about me. Other boyfriends reply in seconds. , do you think I should break up with him?"

After sending the message, Liu Yuewang didn't expect the uncle to give her a quick answer. She shook her phone in boredom before she felt eyes looking at her.

It turned out that Liu Yuewang sent two messages, and then he forgot about the middle-aged man next to him and didn't pay attention. His phone was naturally placed flat on his thigh, and he was sending messages with one finger. During this time, , an elderly couple got on the subway, the middle-aged man gave up his seat, and the grandfather of the old couple let the old woman sit down.

Now the middle-aged man looked at Liu Yuewang. Liu Yuewang would have given up his seat, but he didn't notice it. He quickly stood up and gave up his seat. Not to be outdone, he glared at the middle-aged man, thinking that he would give up his seat first. , does it have a sense of moral superiority?

"Why are you staring at me?" Liu Changan said.

Liu Yuewang was stunned for a moment. She was so good-looking, how dare he strike up a conversation with her casually?

But Liu Yuewang didn't like talking to this kind of stranger, and he didn't like the middle-aged man who had a bad first impression, so he snorted and simply walked directly to the next car. There were no seats anyway.

Liu Changan looked at Liu Yuewang's back with a bit of fun. Women are really magical creatures. Look at their faces. If he didn't have an omniscient perspective on Liu Yuewang, how could he disguise her as his own? Several identities overlapped and they were found to be the same person?

He uses his magical physical fitness to play different lives.

Watching Liu Yuewang leave, Liu Changan took out his mobile phone and turned it on, and replied to Liu Yuewang's three messages.

"Everyone has their own interests. The rise of online novels has its own social needs. I remember that the "Four Masterpieces" that are now enshrined in the past did not naturally occupy a high position. What's more, the threshold for novel creation has been lowered, and all kinds of novels and astonishing The creativity is shining brightly like a star. In terms of creativity and imagination that expresses mankind's strong desire to explore the unknown world, it far exceeds the past. In any field, take the essence and discard the dross. Can."

"If you don't peek at others, how do you know that others are peeking at you? What's more, people may just look at you openly. After all, you are a super beautiful girl that everyone loves. You are so beautiful, just like the scenery. Likewise, it is human nature for pedestrians to stop and watch when passing by.”

"Why are you here again? What about your boyfriend again? Should you break up with him? I think when you really face him, he shouldn't be so annoying. Otherwise, you shouldn't be the one asking here. I shouldn’t have broken up with him, but he has broken up with you a long time ago.”

After Liu Changan sent the message, he waited for her to reply, because unlike him, Liu Yuewang always responded to messages very quickly. Of course, he was also very easy to get angry. He always felt that others were being mean to her and had a bad tone, so she didn't want to pay attention to him. ,Bye now.

"You...you are mean to me again! Your tone must be unpleasant, with a fierce look on your face! How can I be annoying?"

"You are really good at thinking, and I obviously spoke in a calm and gentle tone."

"It's fierce, it's fierce!"

"Yeah, I'm on the subway. I've arrived at the station."

"Are you taking the subway too?"

"yes."

"No...it can't be such a coincidence, right?"

"What?"

"Why do I have a feeling that I just saw you?"

"No, except for a middle-aged aunt, I didn't see any beautiful girls."

"Haha, I thought the wretched old man I just saw reading pornographic information was you."

"Haha, bye, it's my turn to be angry today."

Liu Yuewang was also angry. The subway stopped and she chased her to the original carriage. She could no longer see the middle-aged man. She couldn't help but feel a little shy, a little expectant, and a little nervous. Could it really be such a coincidence? If it was him...he probably didn't realize that she wasn't actually An Nuan, right?

No, there is absolutely no such coincidence. Liu Yuewang suddenly realized with some frustration that no one would think of her as a middle-aged aunt when they saw her, so there was no such romantic encounter.

Although my goal has not been achieved, it can be considered that I have achieved the effect I wanted, which is to update more... As for some readers who think that I have to update ten times before voting for a monthly ticket, I'm sorry, I can't get your monthly ticket today.

Readers who are satisfied with Xia Xiaohua’s five chapters, give me your monthly vote. I felt dizzy after writing four chapters. The chapters were all wrong. Five chapters may be the limit of middle-aged Xia Xiaohua. Go to sleep. Good night everyone, I will still shout ten updates next time.