The world line of fast crossing is all messed up

Zhuang Zhao understood that he had overreacted, and his surprised expression immediately subsided, "It's nothing."

This pretentious attitude made Jiang Tang even more suspicious, "Then you might as well tell the truth, are you waiting for others to ask?"

Zhuang Zhao probably realized that he silently accepted Jiang Tang's doubts, but did not explain it.

Jiang Tang didn't speak again, but just looked at the looming face outside the car window.

Zhuang Zhao drove the car directly to his home, the house where Jiang Tang lived for ten years.

Jiang Tang didn't get out of the car at all, "I want to go back to where I live, but I really don't want to leave now because I'm afraid of meeting a pervert who knows Mr. Zhuang, so can I trouble Mr. Zhuang to take me back?"

Zhuang Zhao stopped the car, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Tang. The lights in the car were not turned on at all, so Jiang Tang could only see the general outline of Zhuang Zhao's face, what kind of eyes, what kind of expression, All blurred in darkness.

"Do you want to know?" Zhuang Zhao asked with a lot of meaning.

Jiang Tang sat up straight, "I want to know, after all, your sweetheart is going to kill me with a knife, do you think I should know?"

"What would you think if I said we'd never been together?"

Jiang Tang showed a defensive expression, "What do you mean?"

In the dark, Zhuang Zhao's voice was as familiar as ever, but what he said made Jiang Tang's hair stand on end.

"We've never been together, and we don't have the decade we remember."

Jiang Tang looked directly at Zhuang Zhao. He only knew that Zhuang Zhao was looking at him, but he couldn't see what kind of expression he was looking at him with. Jiang Tang pushed open the car door, "I'd better go back by myself."

Zhuang Zhao got out of the car and stopped him, "Zhou Lin."

"Don't fucking call me Zhou Lin!" Jiang Tang shook off Zhuang Zhao's hand, "My surname is Jiang Mingtang, not Zhou Lin."

"Jiang Tang." Zhuang Zhao changed his address, "Listen to me, I know all of this is hard to accept, but you believe me, we have never tortured each other, all this is fake, just given to you by others illusion."

Jiang Tang laughed sadly, "Then you might as well say that my life is fake."

Zhuang Zhao hugged him tightly, "Do you really hate me?" Zhuang Zhao said in a low voice, holding Jiang Tang in his arms.

"I will always hate you." Jiang Tang didn't think about the meaning of Zhuang Zhao's words, nor did he think about where An Shen took out the knife, nor did he think about the face he saw outside the car window.

"Then you can hate me." Zhuang Zhao smelled good, and his tone was firm, "Then you can hate me boldly, as long as you are still here and in front of me."

Jiang Tang didn't speak, he just resigned himself to being hugged by Xie Tang.

In Jiang Tang's memory, getting along with Zhuang Zhao was very, very exhausting. He needed to pamper him and tolerate him. This required strong love to do it, but he never thought that getting along with Zhuang Zhao was such a pleasant thing.

On rainy days, Jiang Tang likes to run around outside. His running shoes are covered with mud, and the pots are broken. Jiang Tang doesn't want to please Zhuang Zhao any more.

When he went back, his clothes and shoes were dirty, and when he entered, Zhuang Zhao was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Jiang Tang quietly took off his shoes, rolled up his dirty trousers, and was about to run into his room barefoot, but Zhuang Zhao didn't even lift his head, "Put on your shoes and go take a shower, don't go barefoot."

Zhuang Zhao closed the book, walked over quickly, and wiped the dirt marks on Jiang Tang's face with his fingers, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Tang didn't know where he was going, he only knew that Zhuang Zhao brought him here after the two of them talked about it.There is no human habitation here, just such a house standing here alone.

They lived here, and Jiang Tang liked to run outside, because no matter how far he ran, he couldn't see anyone.

The food they ate was in the basement, all they ate were potatoes and cabbage, and the only meat that Zhuang Zhao got from going out occasionally.

"Go forward and turn right from the house. There is a small forest, and there is a bird's nest inside. The branches above were broken by lightning, and the rain will hit inside. Then I climbed up and hung up the umbrella."

Zhuang Zhao pinched Jiang Tang's face, "Do you know that the trees there are tall?"

Jiang Tang pretended not to hear, looking left and right, Zhuang Zhao pushed him, "Hurry up and take a bath."

Jiang Tang walked forward a few steps in his slippers, and couldn't help turning his head. Zhuang Zhao still looked at him gently, unlike the impatient and indifferent face in his memory.

After taking a shower, Zhuang Zhao prepared a meal and waited for him to eat.Jiang Tang doesn't insist on what to eat. He also eats white rice, potatoes and cabbage.

"Is there any fish today?" Jiang Tang was shocked, his tone full of surprise.

Zhuang Zhao brought the last bowl of food to the table, "There will be tomorrow too. The brook in front of our house is full of water, and a lot of fish were caught in the fish cage. Let's eat fish noodle soup tomorrow."

Jiang Tang nodded, and he took a bite of the tender fish with his chopsticks. The fish was slightly spicy and sour, and it tasted very refreshing.

After dinner, Zhuang Zhao said that he wanted to go out for a walk, but Jiang Tang sat on the sofa and watched Zhuang Zhao go out.

As if this kind of life could go on forever, Jiang Tang looked at the TV that had never been turned on and the mobile phone that never had a signal, his expression changed.

"Xie Tang?" He called out in doubt.

From Zhuang Zhao's expression and attitude towards him, Jiang Tang couldn't help calling out the word Xie Tang.Who is Xie Tang?He is Jiang Tang, so who is Xie Tang?

Jiang Tang didn't know. He tried hard to recall the name, but he didn't remember it. He even got a headache after thinking about it for a long time, so painful that he couldn't think.

Zhuang Zhao didn't say anything, he just looked at him gently and indulgently, letting people know that he was deeply loved by him.

This is not Zhuang Zhao, Zhuang Zhao will not be like this.

Jiang Tang was sitting on the sofa, next to him was Zhuang Zhao's open book, it was a very strange book, what was it called Actor's Cultivation, Actor, does Zhuang Zhao want to become an actor?

Jiang Tang stretched out his hand to grab the book and brought it over. He looked at the book carefully. There was nothing surprising about it. The font on the cover looked like an ordinary book. Jiang Tang put down the book and turned to see An Shen walked in.

It's an experience that makes you scream involuntarily, making you panic.

But Jiang Tang held back, An Shen approached silently, his face was very strange, not like a living person but like a robot being manipulated.

Jiang Tang unconsciously stood up with the book in his arms. He took a few steps back. An Shen didn't walk in. He greeted him as if he was visiting someone else's house. An Shen said, "Long time no see."

Jiang Tang didn't want to talk, he hugged the book tightly with both hands, as if the book was a shield.

An Shen's voice was like a robot with a hoarse electronic voice due to a wrong part, "I heard that you are very happy, this is wrong, how can a person who has killed someone be happy?" An Shen's tone was really puzzled.

Jiang Tang stared at him defensively, "Have you ever killed someone?"

"Yes, Zhou Lin, you kill people like hemp, you don't think that everything will be fine after you change your mind."

Jiang Tang didn't understand, he had never killed anyone, not even an ant, let alone a human, "I'm not Zhou Lin."

"But Zhuang Zhao likes Zhou Lin." An Shen's tone was a little gloating, "You are not Zhou Lin anymore, why do you still pretend that you are liked by Zhuang Zhao?"

Jiang Tang did not refute, but shifted his gaze to Zhuang Zhao who was behind An Shen, and Zhuang Zhao came back.

"Long time no see. I don't have anything to entertain at home. Please come back." Zhuang Zhao was so polite, it was not like Zhuang Zhao.

Jiang Tang should understand, but Zhuang Zhao's gentleness is too rare, and he fell into it unconsciously.

An Shen turned her head and looked at Zhuang Zhao with an innocent expression, "I should go back, but there is one person I haven't dealt with yet."

Before the words were finished, An Shen took the gun, and Zhuang Zhao rushed over and grabbed Jiang Tang's hand and ran into the house. The innermost room is the bedroom.An Shen didn't chase after him, but when Jiang Tang looked back at him, An Shen's face was almost still, like a giant doll.

This bedroom belonged to Zhuang Zhao, and they slept in separate rooms. Although they had been together for nearly a year, Jiang Tang never came in once.

Zhuang Zhao let go of Jiang Tang's hand, walked to the bed and lifted the bed up, revealing a button with the same color as the bed.

Zhuang Zhao pressed the button, and a door appeared by the wall.

Zhuang Zhao turned around and reached out to Jiang Tang, "Let's go."

Jiang Tang put his hand on it slowly, Zhuang Zhao's fingers were slender and soft, and as soon as he put it on, Zhuang Zhao held his hand tightly.

Opening the door, the two ran towards the opposite direction of the house's gate.

The ground was muddy and wet after the rain, and Jiang Tang's washed clothes became dirty again. When Jiang Tang thought about taking a bath later, Zhuang Zhao stopped in his tracks.

Soon Jiang Tang knew the reason why Zhuang Zhao stopped, because there was no way ahead, as if the way ahead had been directly split by some super energy and turned into a bottomless cliff.

Turning around, An Shen walked over unhurriedly.

"I just need to get rid of Jiang Tang, Zhuang Zhao, you should know it in your heart."

Zhuang Zhao didn't look back, he suddenly said, "Jiang Tang, are you afraid of heights?"

Before Jiang Tang could hear clearly, he was dragged by Zhuang Zhao and jumped off the cliff. During the rapid fall, Jiang Tang hugged Zhuang Zhao tightly, "Could it be that the two of us can't beat An Shen?" He was already falling, but Jiang Tang endured I couldn't stop asking.

Zhuang Zhao seemed to smile, but didn't speak, he just kissed Jiang Tang's brow and eyes.

The fall was very fast, but what was terrifying was that Zhuang Zhao held Jiang Tang tightly, like a shield firmly in front of Jiang Tang, especially when he landed.

Jiang Tang fell on Zhuang Zhao's body, and Zhuang Zhao spurted out a big mouthful of blood, which directly covered Jiang Tang's body and face.

Zhuang Zhao's limbs twitched unnaturally, and bones could be seen protruding from his elbow, while Jiang Tang only felt severe pain in his heart and mouth, and he could barely move his arms and legs.

"What to do, what to do?" Jiang Tang got up from Zhuang Zhao, his face pale, as if he was the one who was injured.

Zhuang Zhao wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears on Jiang Tang's face, but he couldn't move, "Zhou Lin, Zhou Lin."

Zhuang Zhao's voice was very low, and Jiang Tang's tears fell drop by drop. He bent down and lowered his head, putting his ear next to Zhuang Zhao's.

"Zhou Lin." Xie Tang called out in a low voice, as if Zhou Lin could relieve the pain.

Jiang Tang's tears fell on Zhuang Zhao's face, wet his lips and cheeks, and he heard Jiang Tang's reply.

"Xie Tang, you are such a fool, but I like you very much."

Although Zhou Lin was crying, but with a smile, he saw that Zhuang Zhao had left this world. His eyes were still open and blood was still flowing, but he would not speak again.