My wife is a passerby villain

7:45 am.

Huainan University of Technology, East Campus, New Dormitory Building, 4601.

In this large flat floor with more than 200 square meters, four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, two little girls are having a ball on the extra-long sofa.

"Zhang Xiaohui, you're so young, just stay on top. We have to go to the school gate to wait for someone, otherwise - you, you will throw away more... people for us!"

"Suki, you deserve to die!"

Ten minutes later, the two finally finished the fight and reluctantly began to clean up.

Yu Yu, who had already dressed, was standing at the door, covering her eyes, embarrassed to look.

"It's almost eight o'clock, aren't you ready yet?" Tang Jiu, who was wearing a light blue dress, with picturesque eyebrows, waist-length blue silk, skin as warm as jade, a slightly charming demeanor, and some childish facial features, walked out of his room.

, seeing the two of them just starting to change clothes, he shook his cell phone and said, "Hurry up."

"Hey, with Sister Jiu here, why are we struggling?" Su Qi, who is 1.78 meters tall, has short ear-length hair, and has a light brown complexion, said hey, and casually grabbed a sports vest cover from the sofa.

After getting there, get ready to go out.

But Zhang Xiaohui, who had some baby fat on her face, was so angry that she had no time to put on makeup, so she could only choose a lace shirt. After putting it on, she became more and more dissatisfied when she looked in the mirror. She almost wanted to punch Su Qi again.

When they arrived at the school gate, the four of them found a shady place to sit together. Yu Yu looked at her slightly pale skin and couldn't help but ask Zhang Xiaohui: "Will we be scolded by the teacher for using our spiritual power indiscriminately like this?"

"

"Then what should I do? If I don't make my skin whiter, glossier, and have more three-dimensional facial features, I will be crushed to death by Sister Tang Jiu. I'm still single." Zhang Xiaohui sighed, and then said to Su Qi: "

The first traitor to be single."

"Yu Yu is still young, and no one is worthy of Sister Jiu." Su Qi pinched Zhang Xiaohui's baby face and said, "You are different, no one wants you."

"You really deserve to die!"

After the two started arguing again, Tang Jiu found that Yu Yu had been very depressed and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"I..." Yu Yu raised her head like a small fish and said guiltily: "I feel like I was impulsive. What if he ends up signing something else..."

"Impossible!" After Zhang Xiaohui heard this, she raised her thumb and said: "You don't even know what kind of existence I, Sister Jiu, am. Sister Jiu is our Qingyu Pavilion, the highest standard of the welcome ceremony, just two words let me know what kind of existence I am.

He signed it with tears of gratitude."

"Really, I sound like a mascot." After Tang Jiu finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "But it's really casual to deal with a little high school student."

"Haha," Su Qi also echoed: "I held a parasol for him to clear the way. Sister Tang Jiu was holding his hand next to him to visit the school. Xiaohui wrote a short essay for him. He will be on the confession wall at Huainan University of Technology tonight.

Now, I can ascend the throne directly."

After several people joked with each other for a while, Zhang Xiaohui saw that no one had come yet and asked Yu Yu: "Why hasn't he come yet? Does he like to be late so much?"

"It should be in the morning, I left the time on the postcard," Yu Yu said sheepishly: "But I don't know if I'm busy or not. He didn't add me on QQ or call me or anything. I originally planned to be here alone.

Waiting."

"That's it, it's here, just wait a while." Zhang Xiaohui took out a small soap-like granule from his pocket, which was very smooth, and then started rubbing it on the palm of his hand.

"Oh, this is very rare." Su Qi said in surprise: "You just want a beautiful face, you might as well listen to me and get one."

"That's different!"

…

At the same time, Yin Hang just woke up and had a particularly comfortable sleep.

But for a senior high school student, sleeping until he wakes up naturally for three consecutive days is somewhat embarrassing.

However, when he turned over the entire bed and his forehead felt like a muscle, he remembered that his phone had long been broken.

He quickly slapped his face to wake himself up, and then ran to the computer.

[Hanghang: Good night, wife.]

Last night, Yin Hang had to fill out those forms until late at night. He felt so sleepy that he fell asleep before An Tong came back and sent a message.

Speaking of which, why do you call yourself wife?

Too sleepy?

Yin Hang was still a little worried about An Tong's sudden departure.

Fortunately, the other party had already replied, and it was after seven o'clock.

[An'an: Good morning, husband]

[An An: Bah, who is your wife? Isn’t it too fast? Isn’t it said that we should get in touch slowly?]

[An An: I changed your note, you are not allowed to call me wife in the future]

[An An: Smelly Boyfriend]

This is... Did An Tong log in to his QQ and change the remark back?

Yin Hang scratched his head in embarrassment, said good morning, and started to prepare to wash up.

After he finished his meal and cleaned up everything, Yin Hang put all the files back into his schoolbag and prepared to start the plan he made last night.

He first bought a mobile phone, which cost a thousand yuan, but there was a free film service, so it wasn't too uncomfortable.

Then he took the file and went to No. 421 Pingyang Road according to the address.

While in the car, he felt a little emotional for a moment.

The world that he had racked his brains so hard to get a glimpse of was now finally standing before its curtain, about to be revealed to him.

When he stood up, he thought that No. 421 Pingyang Road would be the kind of heavily guarded government compound with dense barbed wire and four or five men in black trench coats guarding the door. There was a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps. There were secrets everywhere.

Seals, signs saying "No entry for idlers, etc."

However, when he got out of the car, what he actually saw was like... an old office building that was in disrepair.

There were still stagnant water and weeds in the yard, as well as bicycles placed in the corners. If it weren't for a few expensive-looking luxury cars parked, he would have thought it was an abandoned area.

Speaking of which, No. 422 Pingyang Road is next door. It is indeed difficult to be a neighbor with the security room with half of the wall peeled off.

After walking up the stairs that had not been cleaned for a long time and entering the second floor, Yin Hang found that there were two rows of public seats in the corridor. There were already three people waiting, one was a young man of his own age, and then two middle-aged people, a man and a woman.

Young people.

When Yin Hang passed by, except for the young man who smiled at him, the two middle-aged men seemed to be processing the information at hand.

And when he walked to the room where he wanted to submit documents, he found that except for the new sign, there was not much paint left on the wooden door.

Yin Hang knocked on the door and was allowed to go in. He found that the inside was filled with smoke and there were so many documents that they were crowded on the floor.

After seeing Yin Hang come in, a man pointed with his cigarette to an open space where the documents could be squeezed and said: "Just put it here."

And when Yin Hang opened his schoolbag and placed the documents bag by bag on the table, the other party never stopped talking about the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"Good guy...this one is older."

"Also, no more fun?"

"It's not you...fuck?"