The world line of fast crossing is all messed up

As soon as the hand was touched, Jiang Tang smiled and nodded to Zhuang Zhao, with a polite smile that treated everyone equally.

Zhuang Zhao had a dark face.

This was not a pleasant meeting. Although Jiang Tang listened carefully the whole time, there was someone poking over with cold eyes from time to time, which was enough to make people feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

When Jiang Tang went back, he walked briskly, and the secretary who sent him off next to him trotted along.

Jiang Tang signaled the girls not to send them off anymore, and he can go down alone.After saying goodbye to the girl, Jiang Tang took the elevator.It stopped on the fifth floor, and two girls got on the elevator.

Both women are wearing bright dresses and light makeup, looking bright and beautiful.

Jiang Tang didn't look sideways, but retreated into the elevator.

"Who is An Shen?" the girl with short hair asked in a low voice to the girl with long curly hair next to her.

The girl with long curly hair gave Jiang Tang a defensive look, and Jiang Tang turned his face away, indicating that he didn't care what they said.

"Anshen, you don't need to know him. You just need to remember that this is the white moonlight cinnabar mole in Mr. Zhuang's heart. It is said that Mr. Zhuang's predecessor couldn't even match a finger with him because he wanted to compete with An Shen. Next, the person in front will be kicked out."

The girl with shorter hair was taken aback, "Oh my god, I really have to confess, didn't you say that Anshen will come today?"

The curly-haired girl whispered, "That's right, that's why Mr. Zhuang changed into a suit today."

Jiang Tang, who was standing next to him, felt that he was very useful after listening to these secret histories. He never thought that the ex who was kicked out was him.

Walking out, the driver was already waiting at the door, Jiang Tang waved to the driver and walked straight there.A young man wearing a floral T-shirt and cropped shorts walked in. The man had fair skin, big eyes and upturned eyes, and he looked very cheerful. He was smiling, which made people feel better.

Jiang Tang turned sideways to let the young man pass by. Although he didn't know why the road was so wide and the young man pushed this way, he still got out of the way.

Unexpectedly, the young man stopped and said hesitantly, "Jiang Tang?"

Jiang Tang looked puzzled, "You know me?"

The young man's brisk expression became serious, and doubts flashed in his eyes, "Don't you know us?"

"So, should I know you?" Jiang Tang frowned, but immediately his expression eased, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do, let's talk another day."

Said to talk another day, Jiang Tang walked away quickly, his phone kept ringing, and he took out his phone when he got in the car.

It's Xiaolu's phone number.

Jiang Tang was silent for a while, but still chose to answer the phone.

"Jiang Tang, when will you come back? Auntie cooked a lot of delicious food today." Xiaolu's tone was always very lively on the phone, but the gloom in her eyes became more and more serious day by day.

Jiang Tang sighed in his heart, and his tone became more gentle, "I'll go back right away, you have something to eat first."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tang sat in the back seat blankly in a daze.

"Mr. Jiang, are you in a bad mood?" The driver, Master Hong, asked. Master Hong had been driving Jiang Tang's car for two years, and the two of them were relatively familiar.

Jiang Tang shook his head, "I'm just a little tired."

An Shen ran to the president's office, and the journey was unimpeded. Zhuang Zhao was sitting in the office looking at the documents, and when he saw An Shen, he had a habitual smile on his face.

"Why do you come here today when you are free? Didn't you say you are going to sketch?" Zhuang Zhao poured a glass of water and put it in front of An Shen.

An Shen's expression was a bit serious, "I saw Jiang Tang downstairs, are you together again?" Although his tone was serious, An Shen bit his little lip with a disturbed expression on his face.

Zhuang Zhao's expression sank, "Can I not mention Jiang Tang?"

This is the first time Anshen heard Zhuang Zhao speak to him in such a strong tone, he was a little startled, "Are you angry?" The softness completely dilutes the sharpness in the momentum.

Zhuang Zhao thought of the way Jiang Tang looked at him, he had never looked at him like this before.

They have been together for ten years, Jiang Tang always smiles softly, even if he loses his temper and quarrels, even if he takes care of An Shen at the first time, Jiang Tang is always tolerant, as if he has endless love and endless time, but Now he looked at himself with such strange eyes.

It was like looking at Liu Shoucai sitting next to him.

Zhuang Zhao was in a daze, An Shen felt vaguely uneasy, he secretly pulled Zhuang Zhao's clothes, the system told him not to communicate with Zhuang Zhao so early, so Jiang Tang took the lead, although he hung Zhuang Zhao indifferently , but he was sure before that Zhuang Zhao liked him very much, but now An Shen is not so sure.

When he came back to his senses, he saw An Shen's big black eyes looking at him, pure attachment in his eyes, just like the person he liked.But Zhuang Zhao didn't want to touch Anshen. For some reason, Zhuang Zhao just didn't want to touch Anshen. He felt that Anshen was a bit like a doll, and when he touched it, he would change his appearance and become not like the person in his heart.

An Shen's face is so likable, Zhuang Zhao fell in love with it at a glance, but they were never able to be together, with Jiang Tang, Zhuang Zhao tried hard to suppress his dislike for Jiang Tang, but Jiang Tang was too smart.

Yes, Jiang Tang is too smart.Zhuang Zhao always has thoughts of hating Jiang Tang in his heart, but as long as Jiang Tang kisses him, he doesn't care about anything.

Zhuang Zhao looked at An Shen in front of him, and showed a faint smile, "Let's go eat."

Seeing that An Shen's mood rose instantly, "Well, let's go to eat, I really want to eat sweet and soft steamed buns." He also clenched his hands into fists and waved them in the air.

When Jiang Tang came home, it was already late, but when he got to the villa, it was pitch black, and there were no lights on inside.When he walked in, he saw Xiaolu sitting alone in the dark. Xiaolu's face was hidden in the darkness, silently.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Tang spoke calmly and softly, turned on the light and the light poured down, from darkness to light, and also illuminated Xiaolu's face that hadn't recovered from the gloom.

Xiaolu has lost a lot of weight since she got sick, and she is also a picky eater. She doesn't want to eat anything and has no appetite at all times. Only when Jiang Tang comes back will she eat more, so Jiang Tang always eats three meals a day with her.

The dishes on the table were cold, Xiaolu saw Jiang Tang's smiling face and appeared, Jiang Tang sat down and filled a bowl of soup for Xiaolu.

The soup is still warm, the color of the soup is milky white and not greasy

"Drink." Jiang Tang lowered the volume, watching Xiao Lu sip the soup, and when Xiao Lu finished drinking a small bowl of soup, Jiang Tang pretended to be casual and asked, "Did you see Dr. Chen today?"

Xiaolu's expression turned cold in an instant, but soon she abandoned this cold face and became gentle, "I don't have a mental illness, why do I need to see a psychiatrist?"

Jiang Tang saw Xiaolu's resistance, so he didn't ask any further, but ate a lotus root clip that had turned cold. After the lotus root clip was cold, it was no longer crispy, but had a moist feeling that the lotus root was broken, not at all like before. As crisp as it comes out of the pan.

When sending Xiaolu back to the room, Jiang Tang finally asked, "Xiaolu, can our engagement be broken?"

Xiaolu is sitting in a wheelchair. He is standing at the door of Xiaolu's room. The door is dark brown with an old effect. Xiaolu stares at the door in a daze.

Jiang Tang knelt down, looked into Xiaolu's eyes, and said seriously, "If this continues, I will probably ruin your whole life. You are so attached to me that everyone will find something is wrong."

Xiaolu's slender hands were clenched into fists and rested on her weak legs.

Jiang Tang suddenly put Xiaolu's fist in his palm, and Xiaolu raised her head to look at him.Jiang Tang always has such a gentle expression, as if he likes herself so tenderly.

Jiang Tang was always refusing.

"Even if you are a couple, one person cannot drag the other forward. Life is so long, and everyone is walking forward alone. Whether it is a relative or a lover, all we can do is try to keep up with the pace. I can't save anyone. What's more, we are not a couple, we are just friends, I can't save you, even if I can save you now, what will I do in the future. You depend on me too much, and I don't like others relying on me."

Xiaolu lowered her head again, her slender neck seemed to be broken with a light fold, but Jiang Tang still let go of Xiaolu's hand.The movement was small, but it was enough to make Xiaolu's body tremble.

Jiang Tang pushed Xiaolu into the door, and said good night as always, but Xiaolu knew it was different, and tomorrow he would not say good night to himself again.

Jiang Tang was gone the next day, and he took nothing with him, except for his clothes and the urn he carried with him.Xiaolu stood up straight away, kicked over the wheelchair, and saw Li's mother walking in with a look of indignation.

"Jiang Tang called me early this morning and asked me to come over. What's the matter?" Li's mother was delighted when she saw Xiaolu standing up, and she didn't bother to ask, but took Xiaolu's hand and looked at her carefully, "Really?" OK, that's great."

Xiaolu chopped off her foot, "If I see Jiang Tang again, I will beat him up and leave behind my fiancée who is not good at behavior, how abominable!"

Mother Li didn't have time to talk, but just watched Xiaolu alive and kicking happily.

Once again offering the urn to a strange place, Jiang Tang filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of the urn, "There is no food today, so make up for it."

There is a small rice cooker on the dining table, and white rice in another bowl.

Jiang Tang sat at the dining table. The house with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom was empty, with only the most basic dining table, a chair and a bed.

Jiang Tang stuffed the white rice into his mouth, the rice was slightly sweet, soft and delicious,

Let's buy some sausages next time, Jiang Tang ate the ones in the bowl and thought about the ones in the pot.

When he finished washing and was about to go to bed, Jiang Tang realized that someone had called him. It was an unfamiliar phone number. Jiang Tang called back and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you?"

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time, and when Jiang Tang was about to hang up the phone, he heard Zhuang Zhao's voice, "Is that Mr. Jiang?"