Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Early the next morning, Yu Tang washed up in a daze, called Fu Ziyang's name again, and asked when the art exhibition would be held.

While watching Yu Tang eat carefully, Fu Ziyang looked at Luo Yang questioningly.

Luo Yang was actually ready.

But he never understood why Yu Tang participated in this art exhibition.

If this art exhibition triggers some bad memories of Yu Tang, then he doesn't want to take the risk to take him there.

Although Yu Tang is emotionally unstable now, his mental state is slowly recovering.

The most important thing is that Yu Tang is very happy now.

If he thinks of those things, it means that he will have hatred at the end of his life, Luo Yang really can't bear it...

[Yu Tang: Did you see it, the reason is high-sounding]

[System 223: Yes yes yes! 】The scumbag is real!

[Yu Tang: If I hadn't thrown Fu Ziyang to look for him at night, he would have taken me to the art exhibition a long time ago!This man is greedy for my body. 】

[System 223: ...]

[System 223: But I think, if you insist, master, the leader will definitely take you there...]

[Yu Tang: Forget it, I admit that I am also a little greedy, so wait a minute. 】

[System 223:! 】

Yu Tang leaned on the chair to play games in the morning, ate something at noon, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Luo Yang sent him to the bedroom to take a nap, then roughly picked up Fu Ziyang, who was about to crawl on the bed with him, and carried him out of the bedroom door.

Fu Ziyang was thrown on the floor in the corridor, and stared at him angrily: "Luo Yang, his memory is now with me, I want to take a nap with him!"

Luo Yang frowned suddenly, and a chill appeared in his eyes: "You used to take a nap together?"

If there was any substance in Luo Yang's eyes, Fu Ziyang was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, and hurriedly told the truth: "It's not often, but we fell asleep together on the sofa..."

It is common for friends to sit on the sofa and play games, and fall asleep when tired.

Luo Yang didn't plan to settle the score with him.

Luo Yang took him to the window at the end of the corridor and asked him: "Yu Tang has been going to the art exhibition, do you know why?"

Fu Ziyang shook his head: "He didn't tell me."

Luo Yang: "Then tell me, what happened at that time."

Fu Ziyang originally wanted to say, what are you, why should I tell you these things, but when he saw Luo Yang's heavy eyes, mixed with sadness and helplessness, he finally softened his heart.

Fu Ziyang said: "I remember that at that time, Xiao Tang came to me suddenly and asked if I could get a ticket for Mr. Yan Yiqing's art exhibition."

"I said it's not easy. That art exhibition was based on an exhibition by people in the industry, and the news had already been released in the circle. There were too many people from all over the country to visit, and there were no extra tickets for laymen."

"Xiaotang obviously doesn't know oil painting very well, and he has never seen him go to any art exhibition, but he looked really disappointed, so I told him, I asked my dad to help me, see if I can give it to him again. Two."

Luo Yang stood aside and listened carefully.

"Then I got the ticket and went to the art exhibition with him."

Luo Yang: "It's over?"

Fu Ziyang nodded: "It's over."

Luo Yang thought, could it be that Yu Tang just wanted to play with Fu Ziyang, and just being with Fu Ziyang was a beautiful scene?

But Fu Ziyang's next words overturned this conjecture: "Xiaotang separated from me after he entered. He said he had something to do, so he made an appointment with me to meet up."

"I remember that he was dressed very handsomely that day. When he came back, he looked very happy, his eyes sparkled, and his smile never faded."

"He treated me to dinner as a thank you, and we drank some wine. But I don't know what happened in between..."

Luo Yang listened to Fu Ziyang's words, and something surged in his memory.

He wanted to grab that little thing.

But that thing was like quicksand, as soon as he made a fist, it flowed out from between his fingers.

Luo Yang asked Fu Ziyang to go first, and then stood alone in the corridor.Luo Yang was silent for a while, and then slapped himself hard.

He didn't know why he did it.

But subconsciously, Luo Yang felt that he shouldn't forget those things!

He shouldn't be slapped, this punishment is too light, he should die immediately...