The world line of fast crossing is all messed up

Zhuang Zhao tried to grab Jiang Tang's arm, Jiang Tang took a step back, he took a shower and didn't want to wash his hands again.

Jiang Tang's precautions were palpable, and he didn't intend to hide it, "Can we just let the matter of our relationship go away like this, everyone don't mention it, and don't talk about being friends. You and I will never be friends."

Zhuang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, he was not used to Jiang Tang's indifference, his tone became less firm, "I want to chat with you."

But Jiang Tang just wanted to sleep and didn't want to talk about anything, "Can you tell me next time, I'm really tired and want to sleep, although I can suppress sleepiness and chat with you like before, but now we have nothing to do, so I I don't want to pamper you any more."

Jiang Tang spoke calmly, he looked at Zhuang Zhao quietly, Zhuang Zhao was still handsome, but he no longer cared about him, or learned not to care about him anymore.

"Then I'll come back tomorrow." Zhuang Zhao looked a little pitiful, especially when the back of his suit was stained with white ash when he left.

Jiang Tang caught up with him, Zhuang Zhao turned around expectantly, but Jiang Tang just patted the white ash on Zhuang Zhao's back, "Don't come here again." Jiang Tang said softly, "Your eyes say I don't like you , but why did you come here?" He smiled wryly, "Don't tell me you don't like me, I don't want to be sad for you anymore."

Zhuang Zhao reached out to hold Jiang Tang's hand. Jiang Tang didn't refuse this time. Although he didn't refuse, he didn't give any response.

The pale light shone on Zhuang Zhao. Zhuang Zhao has always been willful, in simple terms, he doesn't listen to people, except for An Shen.

Jiang Tang was really tired, his hand was tightly held by Zhuang Zhao, the two of them held their fingers tightly, they had done something more intimate, just shaking hands, but it was enough to make Jiang Tang's heart ache.

Zhuang Zhao didn't like to kiss him, as if his kiss was poisonous and would poison Zhuang Zhao to death.

Jiang Tang slowly pulled away his hand, Zhuang Zhao tried to catch it, but Jiang Tang picked up the cup on the dining table with both hands, and saw off the guests directly, "Please be careful and drive slowly, don't drive too fast."

It's the same as always, but they know each other well that it's not the same anymore.

When Zhuang Zhao left, Jiang Tang let out a deep breath, as if he had been holding it in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't express it quickly, but his temper was weak and he couldn't even say serious words.

Under the light, Jiang Tang looked carefully at his hands that had patted Bai Hui on Zhuang Zhao's body. There was no dust on them, but the touch of Zhuang Zhao's suit was still on his fingers, soft and a little cold.

Jiang Tang didn't wash his hands, and sat on the thin blanket in the living room to clean up the cash. He had to pay the rent and eat, and there was still a little leftover.Jiang Tang divided the cash into three parts. The banknotes and coins were placed on the ground. For the first time, Jiang Tang felt at a loss. I can't even manage it, and it doesn't even float up when thrown in the water, but falls straight down.

Zhuang Zhao drove back in the car, it was getting late and the originally congested road was unimpeded, Anshen called on the way.

"What are you doing?" An Shen said briskly on the phone, "Do you want to have dinner together tomorrow?"

Hearing what An Shen said, Zhuang Zhao felt a little pain in his stomach. He ate breakfast today, probably because he was too hungry, but he didn't feel hungry. "Then I'll free up tomorrow's time."

An Shen smiled lightly, this smile was like a drumbeat in the silent night, hitting Zhuang Zhao's heart gently but unmistakably.

"Yeah." An Shen is always full of energy, full of expectations for everyone and everything.

Zhuang Zhao looked at the red light at the intersection ahead, and slowly stopped the car, "An Shen, let's date."

An Shen didn't answer immediately, and the other end of the phone fell into silence.

But in an instant, Zhuang Zhao overturned his own words, "I'm sorry, I'm in a mess right now, just pretend I didn't hear what I said just now." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and fell on the steering wheel.

When Zhuang Zhao talked about the relationship, a huge panic surged in his heart, as if something terrible was about to happen, as if something important was about to slip through his fingers.

The phone was left on the co-pilot casually, and when the green light turned on, Zhuang Zhao started the car.

"Why is your relationship with Zhou Lin so bad?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind Zhuang Zhao, Zhuang Zhao gripped the steering wheel tightly, stopped the car by the side of the road, and looked back slowly.

There was nothing in the back seat, it was empty.

Perhaps it was an auditory hallucination, Zhuang Zhao turned around and wanted to continue driving, but the strange voice continued to ring.

"I'm a ghost, you shouldn't be able to see me." The voice was a little mechanical and electronic, and what he said was also very absurd.

Naturally, Zhuang Zhao didn't believe it. He looked at the mobile phone lying on the passenger seat. There was nothing in it. He turned off the car and carefully checked whether there was any recorder or broadcaster in the back seat.

"Don't be in vain, you really can't see me."

The voice was so close that Zhuang Zhao felt that the speaker was right next to his ears. He sat back in the front seat and looked straight at the road ahead, "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

After waiting for a long time, Zhuang Zhao didn't see the sound, but saw his phone floating out of thin air.

Zhuang Zhao's expression remained calm, "What's your purpose, can you just say it directly?" He was even a little impatient.

"Your name is Zhuang Zhao?"

Zhuang Zhao saw that one software after another was opened on his mobile phone, Zhuang Zhao stretched out his hand, "Give me back the mobile phone."

"Your name is not Zhuang Zhao, your name is Xie Tang." Zhuang Zhao's text message interface was entered with the word Xie Tang, and then turned the interface to him.

"Can you go back when you're done talking?" Zhuang Zhao didn't care what kind of magic was on the other side, or what he said, he just wanted to get rid of it quickly.

A voice suddenly sounded from the passenger seat, "Hey, how did you make it like this?" The tone was a bit hateful.

Zhuang Zhao thought about who he had offended, which caused someone to punish him like this.

"Zhou Lin must be very angry. Zhou Lin will definitely give up on you. When you return to reality, you will definitely clean me up again. I can't take it anymore. You are the one who made the mistake."

Zhuang Zhao didn't panic, but the voice went crazy.

"Who are you talking about Zhou Lin?" After making sure that the voice beside him had no intention of hurting him, Zhuang Zhao restarted the car.

"It's Jiang Tang." The voice was a little frustrated, "Zhou Lin must hate you very much. It would be ridiculous if he killed you like he killed Wang Houru."

Zhuang Zhao couldn't help stepping on the gas pedal when he heard the word Jiang Tang, and when the car accelerated, he heard the sound of hitting the window next to him.

"It hurts so much, I've become a ghost, yet it still hurts." The voice was a little aggrieved.

The corners of Zhuang Zhao's mouth curled up a little, "Jiang Tang hates me, he hates me, he hates me so much that he kills me?" Zhuang Zhao didn't care whether Jiang Tang was the so-called Zhou Lin's matter, and was at a loss.

"Why doesn't he hate you?" The voice was puzzled, "During such a long period of cohabitation, you showed so little love and so much loathing to him, he got so little affection, he Why can't I hate you?"

Zhuang Zhao didn't answer, never answered, and didn't ask who the voice was.

When I went to open the stall in the afternoon, the aunt next door gave Jiang Tang a small jar of pickled radishes, "It's refreshing to eat this, you look too thin."

Jiang Tang thanked with a smile.

The auntie waved her hand heartily, "It's okay, my family likes this man, and he marinated more, this man eats more, gains weight, and girls like a man who is stronger."

Jiang Tang could only smile awkwardly.

The pickled radishes were stored in glass bottles. After Jiang Tang returned, he moved the pickled radishes into the jars he bought, and then cleaned the aunt's glass bottles.

"Then today's dinner will be pickled radishes."

Jiang Tang cooked rice and ate it with pickled radishes.The pickled radish was indeed crispy, but very salty. Jiang Tang had to eat a big mouthful of rice to eat a small piece of pickled radish.

It's not enough to just sell jelly. Jiang Tang made rice wine and various drinks to sell, so the preparation time was a little longer.

Jiang Tang only sells drinks, not food, so customers who bought Liangpi at the auntie's stall next door would often buy a drink from Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang handed the cleaned glass bottle to the auntie at the stall next door, and the business came in waves, and after this wave, there was no business yet.

"The pickled radish is delicious." Jiang Tang commented seriously.

Auntie smiled happily, "No wonder my old man likes to eat it, but I don't think it tastes good. I would rather eat some meat or fish."

Jiang Tang didn't speak, just smiled and listened to his aunt.

The aunt asked again: "That Jiang Tang, are you married? I don't think you are too young. You are always alone."

Jiang Tang hesitated for a moment, but didn't reply immediately.

The aunt continued to ask: "Married?"

Jiang Tang lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yeah." He didn't want to know anyone, see anyone again, or live with anyone. Living with Zhuang Zhao destroyed his confidence in getting along with others.

The aunt looked a little regretful, "Seeing that you are always alone, I thought you were not married, and I wanted to introduce you to someone. Auntie was thinking too much."

Jiang Tang smiled and said nothing.

"Can you stop talking to me?" Zhuang Zhao turned his head and said to the nothingness behind him.

A voice sounded in the void, "Then you go to Zhou Lin, no, you have to go to Jiang Tang, otherwise Jiang Tang will really get lost in this world and never wake up again."

Zhuang Zhao has heard this sentence many times, "I've said it many times, Jiang Tang is not Zhou Lin."

"Xie Tang, do you remember that we did so many things to make Zhou Lin wake up. In order to make him wake up, you even entered someone else's world. Even if you lose your memory, you will fall in love with him again. But, this Why don't you take a good look at Zhou Lin once again? If you continue like this, Zhou Lin really won't talk to you anymore. I swear, Zhou Lin is definitely not the kind of person who won't fight back if you slap him. He will kill you. "

At the end, the voice was a little hysterical, "I really have enough for you, if you, Xie Tang, asked me to wake you up, I wouldn't bother to care about you. You humans are all idiots!"

The author has something to say:

Because I got home very late yesterday, I was very tired from the journey, and I slept for a long time today, so I was late for a long time