Realistic Longevity

Six o'clock in the afternoon, evening, meal time.

The lobby of Time Restaurant was full of seats, including returning customers and new customers who were attracted by the aroma.The waiters busily shuttled between the tables and chairs, delivering trays of steaming dishes to the guests, adding some warmth to the wet rainy season.

In the kitchen, three pots were fired at the same time, and Cheng Chuhua danced repeatedly in the aroma of mapo tofu, hot and sour potato shreds, and pan-fried lamb chops. Although he was busy, he was able to handle it with ease, after all, it was something he was used to doing.

The old range hood is fully turned on, and the thick smoke is sucked out of the exhaust pipe, so that the kitchen is free from the cloud-shrouded situation that seems to be the rebirth of the Tushita Palace.The smoke is gone, but the smell can't go away. The triple smell of seasoning, food, and fireworks lingers, and Cheng Chuhua has been smoked into a stew in human form.

His greatest comfort is that now he has Zhuo Yiran to accompany him.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is the busiest time in the store. Although it was a bit tormented, the time passed quickly.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, most of the guests had finished their meals and left, and the crowded store became quiet again.

A few waiters were wiping sweat and sitting in the corner employee lounge chatting. The boss was sitting behind the counter playing games with a cigarette in his mouth. The bright lights outside poured along the slope into the floor in front of the door, but were blocked by greenery. In addition, the hustle and bustle of the bustling city has not affected this small restaurant that is quiet in the middle of the noise.

The peak meal period is over, Cheng Chuhua can finally stop to take a breath, Zhuo Yiran is still cleaning up without feeling tired, Cheng Chuhua can't see it, he directly pulls him out of the kitchen, and hits the boss on the head with a word from a distance——

"Boss, go clean the kitchen."

The boss raised an eyebrow in confusion: "Why me?"

"You were the most idle just now. If you don't clean, whoever will do the cleaning." Cheng Chuhua's attitude towards taking wages is even worse than that of paying wages. Don't waste it."

"You are the boss and I am the boss? How can you make me so easy?" The boss replied angrily, but he put down his mobile phone obediently, and went into the kitchen with flip flops to work.

Zhuo Yiran looked at Cheng Chuhua and then at the boss, a smile flashed across his cold eyes.

Letting go of Zhuo Yiran's hand, Cheng Chuhua went to the automatic water dispenser to get a cup of hot water.The disposable paper cup was pressed against the spout, and hot air rose from the bottom of the cup. He lowered his head and stared at the cup when he heard a familiar voice from the door:

"Cheng Chuhua, so you are here."

Cheng Chuhua's hands trembled in fright, and a little of the half-full water spilled out, scalding the back of his hands red.

Tang Ran walked into the restaurant unhurriedly, holding a bowl of Kanto cooking in his hand and a piece of radish in his mouth.Before entering the door, he gestured calmly, but when he saw Cheng Chuhua scalding his hands, he choked on the radish in his mouth, and the spicy taste rushed straight into his nasal cavity and trachea, killing him half to death.

Good guy, both losers.

"Eh!"

Zhuo Yiran immediately went to check on Cheng Chuhua's situation, and even took out an ice pack from the refrigerator to apply to him.Tang Ran didn't have this kind of treatment anymore. He could only cough while watching Zhuo Yiran treat Cheng Chuhua's burns. The psychological experience was very magical.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit hot, it's not serious." Cheng Chuhua stopped Zhuo Yiran who was looking for scald medicine, and then pressed the ice pack to meet Tang Ran, "Tang Ran, why are you here? Listen to what you just said If so, you came here specifically to find me?"

Tang Ran finally stopped coughing, rubbed the tip of his nose that was red from choking, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I have something to ask you, is it convenient now?"

Cheng Chuhua glanced at the electronic watch on the wall, and it was almost time to get off work, so he took off his apron and clocked out.

"Talk to the boss, just say that I have something to leave work an hour early." After talking to the waiters, he turned to Tang Ran and said, "Let's go, let's talk as we walk."

Before Tang Ran could nod his head, Zhuo Yiran came out from behind the counter and gave Cheng Chuhua a tube of ointment.

He still went to get the scald medicine.

"After 10 minutes of ice compress, apply it to the burnt area. If there is a blister, pick it out and apply it again." After Zhuo Yiran finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen without waiting for Cheng Chuhua's answer.

Cheng Chuhua looked at the ointment, put it in his pocket casually: "Let's go."

Tang Ran nodded, went out and cast a glance in the direction where Zhuo Yiran left, with a dim light flickering in his eyes.

But he didn't say anything to Cheng Chuhua.

Walking out of the restaurant, the noise came loudly.

The continuous rain did not dampen people's enthusiasm for fun, and young men and women holding umbrellas and rushing to bars and discos can be seen everywhere.It’s not the time for office workers to get off work, and the crowd is less decorated with tiredness, decadence and numbness. The square dance music blowing in the wind is bright and enthusiastic. I don’t know which warrior is unwilling to let go of his consistent square dance in rainy days. great cause.

Tang Ran didn't bring an umbrella. He came to Shiguang Restaurant by taxi, and now he couldn't take a taxi back, so he had to squeeze under a folding umbrella with Cheng Chuhua.

Fortunately, Cheng Chuhua wanted to be cheap and affordable, so he bought a two-person umbrella, which could barely protect two people from the wind and rain.Fortunately, the rain was not heavy. Even if there were occasional raindrops drifting under the umbrella, it only brought a little coolness and had little effect on the two of them.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Chuhua squinted at Tang Ran's Kanto, held an umbrella with one hand, and gently rubbed his stomach with the other, "Is it a matter of the special department?"

I haven't eaten dinner yet, so I'm so hungry.

Tang Ran also noticed the look in his eyes, ashamed to eat alone, he dug out an extra bamboo skewer from the plastic bag and asked Cheng Chuhua, "Shall we eat together?"

"Don't you mind?" Cheng Chuhua still remembered that he didn't like to get in touch with people.

"I don't mind, just don't grab the same piece of meat with me." Tang Ran frankly handed out the bamboo stick, "Eat it, I bought it for nearly 30 yuan, and there is still more than half a bowl left to eat."

He didn't mind it, and Cheng Chuhua didn't mind it even more. He took a bamboo stick and stuffed a piece of beef brisket into his mouth: "Mmm, it's delicious."

Tang Ran smiled, and the subject suddenly changed: "Let's get down to business. I came to you tonight, indeed, for the special affairs. To be precise, it has something to do with a task at hand, so I hope you can answer truthfully. ,please."

He was so serious that Cheng Chuhua couldn't help being a little nervous: "Tell me, I'm sure I know everything without saying anything."

Tang Ran held up the frame of the mirror, and his own thoughts were clear, so he didn't hide anything, and went straight to the point: "I found out that the person with the ability to go back in time who attacked you before will be the first place to stay after escaping from the special branch. set up at your house."

When he spoke, Cheng Chuhua was picking out a particularly difficult fish ball. Hearing this, his hands trembled, and the fish ball immediately escaped from under the bamboo stick, splashing a happy little splash in the warm soup. .

"What?" Cheng Chuhua looked confused. He thought it might be that Tang Ran's sentence was too long and he didn't hear it clearly, so that his understanding was misunderstood. Otherwise, how could he have heard such an outrageous thing?

A big boss with the ability to "go back in time" set up his home after escaping from the Special Forces.

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Tang Ran showed a disgusted and helpless smile when the soup was splashed on his hand, rubbed his backhand on Cheng Chuhua's hand, and repeated his words.

After hugging Cheng Chuhua, he seemed to be less averse to contact with others, but this kind of skin-to-skin contact still made him feel uncomfortable, but it was much better on Cheng Chuhua than with other people.

Tang Ran secretly evaluated his state change, not revealing anything on the surface.

"Why?" Cheng Chuhua didn't notice his insignificant change at all, and he was so focused and confused that he didn't know where he got the sloppy accent, and he was puzzled: "What does he have to do with me, why did he go to my house? Did you find nothing?"

"So you don't know either?" Tang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, his long golden strands swayed on his cheeks, and the tiny rays of light concealed the surging thoughts in his eyes.

"Of course I don't know. If you don't tell me, I probably won't know about it until I move out of the community." Cheng Chuhua paused, consciously controlled his accent, and returned to Jianghai City's native salt and pepper lingua franca.

"Actually, before I asked you, I knew you didn't know about this matter." Tang Ran didn't doubt the truth of his words, and didn't even ask a superfluous question, "Cheng Chuhua, have you found that you have fallen into the trap?" In one game?"

"In the bureau? How do you say it?" Cheng Chuhua, a salted fish, tried to use his brain to think, but he didn't know where to start thinking because he lacked an entry point.

Tang Ran didn't expect him to jump out immediately to see through everything, and tried his best to point out: "Think about it, since your psychiatrist was replaced by a person with special abilities, has your life experience changed from before? a lot of?"

Cheng Chuhua frowned and recalled: "It seems to be. During this period of time, I have met the fake Concubine Yun Xue, a boss with the ability to 'rewind time' and... and an old classmate of mine who has a lot of connections with the metaphysics world. The most important thing is that I came into contact with the special department and formally set foot in the world of metaphysics. The experience I have in just a few days is richer than the decades I have entered the modern society."

Having said that, he stopped talking for a while, and asked again after a while: "This is the game you mentioned."

Tang Ran picked up two radishes with a bamboo stick: "At least it looks like a game, and the links are interlocking. It's quite secretive."

"What about the purpose?" Cheng Chuhua asked back, "A game always needs a purpose, right?"

He is just an ordinary immortal, with nothing special about him other than his long life. How could He De ask someone to make a special case for him?

Or maybe he is actually a small fish and shrimp swept by the tail of the typhoon, and this game is really aimed at other people?

After all, he is a long-lived person with rich experience. Cheng Chuhua's brain opened up, and all kinds of classic conspiracy theories that have left their names in the history of novels have sprung up one after another.

"I don't know, but my premonition tells me that we should sit down and have a good talk, and it is best to exchange information." Although Tang Ran told Cheng Chuhua not to compete with him, he actually had a soft spot for radishes, saying The effort of these few words has already eaten several radishes.

"No matter who arranges this game or who it is for, you are the key. I don't think that boss will choose a random place as his initial landing, because he even specially issued a mission to ask someone to go to you. The family stepped on it."

"Huh? When did this happen?" Cheng Chuhua's accent came out again.

Tang Ran didn't hide it either, and revealed most of the matter about someone, and the rest was covered up casually because it was related to the Law Enforcement Department and considering the incompatibility of the painting style.

Not the point anyway.

Tang Ran's frankness undoubtedly greatly increased Cheng Chuhua's favor, especially since Tang Ran never lied to him from the beginning of acquaintance. thinking.

So Cheng Chuhua told Tang Ran about Yun Shuluo's identity and all the things discussed after meeting Yun Shuxia, including the fact that Concubine Yun Xue might be the eldest sister of the two of them. exchange of information".

Tang Ran listened very carefully. With his memory, every word could be engraved in his mind after listening to it once. Unless he wanted to forget it, he could remember it for a lifetime.

After remembering, the analysis will begin. Tang Ran integrates the existing information, conducts a simple comparative analysis in his heart, and squeezes the value of the information disclosed by Cheng Chuhua to the extreme in just a few moments.

"Your old classmate is not simple. You actually dared to investigate the Chuhuai City branch, and you were able to retreat after the investigation failed. You are not a simple person." Tang Ran told Cheng Chuhua the basic situation of the Chuhuai City branch. After a while, he admired sincerely in his expression of "I don't know anything about this vast world", "Although we often joke that there is the Erwuzai branch, but Chuhuai City is well-deserved as the strongest branch of the special department. Its confidentiality and anti-reconnaissance capabilities are top-notch, and even the headquarters is not very clear about the specific situation inside."

Cheng Chuhua recovered from the shock, let out a breath, with a complicated look on his face: "I didn't think so before, but now that I hear you say it, I really do. After all, I'm from the Yun family."

Cheng Chuhua didn't know much about the Yun family. In the past, he only made friends with Yun Shuluo, and he was not very familiar with Yun Shuxia, let alone the rest of the Yun family.

He only knew that the Yun family was a famous family in Chuhuai City, with solid historical inheritance, similar to the kind of big family in the Later Zhou Dynasty, and it was a scholarly family, with amazingly talented writers and historians from generation to generation born.

Yun Shuluo doesn't often mention the situation at home, and he behaves in a low-key and introverted manner, so many people don't know that he and Yun Shuxia came out of the Yun family together.It was also when Cheng Chuhua saw him meeting his uncle, a very famous poet, that he discovered his identity.

"The Yun family? That's a very solid background, but I haven't heard of any relationship between the special department and them, so it probably doesn't conflict with us." Tang Ran spoke vaguely with a bamboo stick in his mouth, not daring to make a conclusion lightly, "Speaking of which , The timing of this young master of the Yun family’s coming to Jianghai City is really coincidental, it can be said that he came here because of all the changes, if there is no evidence to prove that he is related to these things, I would think that he is behind everything.”

Cheng Chuhua didn't answer the question, but instead remembered a small detail: "Hey, what does the Liangyi life and death seal you mentioned look like? Do you have a photo?"

Tang Ran readily took out his mobile phone, took out a photo from the album and handed it to him: "Here, it looks like this."

Cheng Chuhua looked intently, and the photo was a delicate blue stamp shaped like a maple leaf with a petiole as the base.

Coincidentally, he also saw the same pendant on Yun Shuxia's body, it was red, and this pendant, or seal, originally belonged to Yun Shuluo.

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