Gold Lord, I am actually your male god

Xiao Jing had already fallen asleep, and taking advantage of the nightfall, Shen Tang set off on tiptoe alone. This was the first time he went to that place, and he couldn't help feeling a little complicated and apprehensive.

It's ridiculous, Shen Tang thought, is he going to worship himself?

He remembered this day very clearly. On this day every year, Xiao Jing would burn paper money for him, and this date was clearly written on his own "death report" at Xiao Jing's house—he always had to take a look at "himself" ".

The cemetery is definitely not high-end. The crowded ordinary cemetery is like a big shop with the sky and the floor, full of dead working-class people.In a place like the imperial capital, where every inch of land is very expensive, even the land in the outer suburbs approaching Yanjiao is very tight.

The old man who was guarding the gate was a little surprised to see that there were still people coming in the middle of the night, but there was nothing here except the ashes buried in the grave, so he reminded in a hoarse voice: "Burn paper to the open space in the east! You can't be in front of the grave! "

Shen Tang nodded, and in response, the uncle went back to the house, turned off the lights, and the entrance of the cemetery returned to darkness again. It was almost winter, and there was not even a sound of insects, and the silence was so sad.

Shen Tang sighed, and walked in silently under the moonlight. He was a gold medal manager in his previous life anyway, who in the entertainment circle would call him "Brother Shen" politely?

He once joked that he was "drinking the strongest wine and going to the best hospital for emergency treatment", wanton in love, successful in his career, happy and happy, but he didn't know that he ended up in such a bleak end.

He found the tombstone with "Tomb of Shen Tang" printed on it. It didn't even have the name of the person who erected the monument. In his previous life, he had no worries, no relatives, and no children. His name is signed in his inscription.

Shen Tang took out a bottle of "Niu Er" from his backpack, and unscrewed the cap neatly. The bottle is flat and easy to carry. The smell of the wine is very strong, rushing straight into the nostrils. Shen Tang poured a little and sprinkled it directly in front of the tombstone. I took a big gulp, and the spicy alcohol rolled from my throat all the way to my stomach, hot and warm.

Shen Tang said: "Drink some, oh, no, you are me, and I am you, how can we drink together?"

He took another big gulp, the strong wine drove away some of the chill in the early winter night, anyway, no one was around, Shen Tang became more courageous in the gloomy cemetery.

In many cases, it is people who are scarier than ghosts, and he speaks freely to "myself": "Shen Tang, Shen Tang, you have been smart all your life, but you have ended up in such a bleak end..."

Shen Tang took out a few plates of offering fruits from his backpack and placed them on the small altar, but he ate them unceremoniously - he was worshiping himself.

But the two peanuts were in the mouth with white wine, facing his tombstone, Shen Tang felt sad, even if he traded this body that was more than ten years younger, even if he had red lips and white teeth, he was enough to be in the entertainment circle Capital, I don't want to change it, I still think the original one is better.

He reached out and caressed the photo on the tombstone, which was actually a shabby passport photo. The hazy moonlight cast a cool light on the small photo, and the man inside curled his lips carelessly, The eyes are presumptuous and flamboyant.

In his thirties, his body is not as fresh and vigorous as he is now, but he is so handsome that he is almost frivolous, with a slight smile on his lips, carrying a bit of evil spirit that can fascinate most little girls or little 0.

Looking at his aggressive face, Shen Tang couldn't help feeling sad when he thought of the past when he was killed and died. The hatred and unwillingness that had been weakened by the various experiences since his rebirth were rekindled.

"Tang Yuxuan, Jiang Luo, and those you owe me and hurt me, I, Shen Tang, have never forgotten. One day, I want you to spit out a little bit of money." He patted his tombstone , "This is the last time I will see you. Now I have a family, a career, and..." He paused for a moment, before finishing his sentence, he changed his words: "'Shen Tang' will live a better life."

Shen Tang stared at the two-inch photo of himself for a moment, and the look in his black and white eyes was quite complicated. This feeling seemed to be a continuation or a farewell. He was silent for a while before saying: "Goodbye."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw a black figure standing not far away, and he didn't know how long he stood there, Shen Tang was startled: "Who is pretending to be a ghost!"

"A Tang."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Shen Tang was immobilized like a wooden sculpture of clay. "A Tang" was Xiao Jing's nickname for Shen Tang. When Shen Tang was young and energetic in his previous life, he was quite arrogant and liked to be called "Brother Shen" respectfully. , even Tang Yuxuan called him "Brother Shen" more often.

Only Xiao Jing insisted on calling him "A Tang", he was clearly a little boy with no hair yet, he was a top and an adult, Shen Tang himself was surprised that he was allowed to mess around like that back then.

Xiao Jing called out again: "A Tang, is that you?" The voice was soft and tense, as if he was afraid that if he raised the volume a little, the person in front of him would disappear like a phantom.

Shen Tang opened his mouth, obviously a few days ago he mustered up the courage to confess to Xiao Jing, but now he suddenly became timid, in this desolate cemetery, beside the tombstone of "Shen Tang", he called him "A Tang", everything was absurd, let alone facing Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing who had been completely let down by him but still missed him so much and could never be forgotten.

After a while of silence, Shen Tang said: "Didn't you fall asleep?"

Xiao Jing said: "Answer me, are you A Tang?"

Xiao Jing clenched his hands involuntarily, and even his knuckles turned white due to too much force, but it was a pity that it was hidden in the night, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Shen Tang said: "Don't you know me? Of course I am Shen Tang." The moment Shen Tang tiptoed out of bed, Xiao Jing opened his eyes. At that time, his heart was beating wildly, and he had the illusion that his adrenaline was flowing through his limbs like money. How could he not remember this day? What day is it?

Every year on this day, Xiao Jing would drive alone to the small cemetery in Yanjiao to burn some paper money, ingots, and even a paper iPad for Shen Tang. Church” to stay in “connection”.

And what it means to see Shen Tang here, Xiao Jing knew very well in his heart, he suddenly became impatient, unwilling to go around in circles with him, and questioned: "Why did you come to the cemetery?"

Shen Tang hesitated subconsciously: "I, I'll come and see my old friend."

Xiao Jing pointed to his tombstone: "Do you know him?" In front of Shen Tang's small tombstone, there were still two plates of nuts and half a bottle of Niu Er. Said: "A Tang, although I also find it very unbelievable, but if you look deeper, there are too many doubts. The real 'Shen Tang' is a transvestite, why did he change his sex overnight? Why is he filming in the imperial capital? , but dare not live in his own home, and can only pick a weekend to go home occasionally? What are you afraid of?"

"Why do you and A Tang have so many similarities? Small actions, favorite drinks, talent and experience in acting, like to show off, like to strike up conversations with beautiful boys and girls..."

Shen Tang felt that although most of Xiao Jing's descriptions were in line with the facts, he still couldn't agree. Why do you like to show off and strike up a conversation with beautiful boys and girls?Did he look like this in his eyes?

Shen Tang really wanted to sneer, but there was an imperceptible trill in the words: "Shen Tang is so playful and lustful, why do you still...don't forget him?"

Under the hazy moonlight, Xiao Jing looked into his eyes for a moment, and said slowly: "That time when I returned to China, I saw you and Tang Yuxuan... I made up my mind to forget you, but..." Xiao Jing Jing laughed lightly, "I can't do it."

This understatement of "I can't do it" was like a sharp sword, piercing into the softest part of Shen Tang's heart, and the dull pain suddenly spread. He didn't know that Xiao Jing still missed him, but he always I don't believe that for so many years, even if a person has the shadow of a "lover" in his heart, he can really keep the festival for a "predecessor".

It's not that Xiao Jing never redeemed himself before, but after that hasty moment, he was taken back abroad by Xiao Tingchuan. The words that he was young and vigorous at that time may not have come from the truth. The sentence "You just like hypocritical actors", Xiao Jing Jing regretted it for many years.

Such aggressiveness made Shen Tang just reply "I'm sorry", which made him despair, but time has passed, and the "lover" he believed in killed him. The person who owes is right in front of his eyes, and now this sentence of "I can't do it" is like showing weakness, but it makes Shen Tang's heart throb with pain.

After all, he failed him.

Shen Tang seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a shy voice, "Xiaojing, I failed you."

Xiao Jing looked at him in disbelief. Under the watery moonlight, that handsome face with clear outlines had already become mature and deep, but at this moment, like a child, his eyes were wet all of a sudden. Xiao Jing slammed Shen Tang hard. Fished into his arms, half surprised and happy, wanted to say something, but was afraid that the other party would hear him crying, so he was just a ninja blindly.

Why didn't Shen Tang know, but he didn't tell the truth, and couldn't help feeling more mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know where to start, so he could only repeat "I'm sorry", Xiao Jing's embrace was very tight, and it took a while to release Shen Tang His eyes were still a little red, but his voice had recovered: "A Tang, let's go home."

Shen Tang nodded: "This is not a place to talk."

It was already late at night when they returned to the apartment, but neither of them felt sleepy. Shen Tang changed back to "Shen Tang", but he was a little uncomfortable, and asked Xiao Jing: "Just because I go out in the middle of the night, can you tell that I am going to the cemetery?" ?”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jing said: "I have guessed since I found you at Tang Yuxuan's house, and Tang Yuxuan targeted you later, so I am even more sure." He paused, carefully wording: "Because I know you were doing drugs together, so only you know where the drugs are."

Shen Tang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and asked in disbelief: "Who do you say took drugs with Tang Yuxuan?"

The author has something to say: Shen Tang: I once said to my ex, "If you are well, it will be sunny".

Xiao Jing: According to the recent weather, he should be about the same.

Tang Yuxuan: Ah Choo!