The unscrupulous system forced me to frantically test the small black room

The two of them walked into the hot pot restaurant while eating ice cream. Almost everyone who had made an appointment in advance was already seated, and the table was full.

Tao Zhi pulled Gong Cheng to sit down, and everyone looked at the newlyweds Tao Zhi and Gong Cheng with excitement.

In the corner, Xu Yanze always had a faint smile on his face, but that smile did not fall into his eyes.

Several people interviewed Tao Zhi and Gong Cheng about their newlywed feelings and their future plans.

Tao Zhi was talking in a very logical way, with plans all the way to three years later. His enthusiasm for showing off was getting stronger and stronger, and his nose was almost up in the air.

"By the way, why didn't Lang Bushin and Gu Dongnan come to the dinner today?" Zhang Miaoyu asked.

"I don't know. It's the same as what I told you last time. My brother ignored me. Then this morning, after I pestered him, he sent me a photo to prove that he was still alive," said Lang Buping.

The girls present all had a look of delight.

"Take a look."

Jin Suwen said.

Lang Buping clicked on the photo.

Lang Bushin in the photo looked a little haggard, with dark circles under his eyes and his hair as messy as a chicken coop. There was even more hostility in his eyes, as if he was about to beat someone up in the next second. There were several more marks on his neck, which were very clear.

"I don't know where he is. I can't even buy some toilet water." Lang Buping said.

Everyone was silent.

Does this mean working day and night? Lang Bushin looks so haggard, and I don't know if Gu Dongnan is okay. Everyone sighed.

Everyone chatted about this and that, and the food kept being heated in the pot.

"So you two are going to have your wedding in three days, right? Oh my God, it's so dreamy. I still feel like I'm dreaming. What you two are doing is even more novel-like than the plot in my novel." Zhang Miaoyu said.

"By the way, why are you in such a hurry? It feels like the wedding preparations are a bit hasty." Jin Suwen asked.

"Because the weather will be good in three days." Tao Zhi said with a smile.

Gong Cheng felt depressed when he heard this, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

There it is again.

It was a nice day that day.

What does this sentence mean?

Why did you insist on holding the wedding on that day?

What exactly are you planning to do this time, sir?

Tao Zhi picked up a shrimp paste and put it in Gong Cheng's bowl, then nudged Gong Cheng with his arm.

"What are you standing there for? You were distracted while eating." Tao Zhi said.

Gong Cheng's thoughts were interrupted and he picked up the shrimp paste and put it into his mouth.

Tao Zhi felt a little anxious, so he said hello and went to the toilet. Lang Buping followed him, and after coming out of the cubicle, they washed their hands side by side.

Lang Buping approached mysteriously.

"Taozi, now that you're married to Gong Cheng, has your illness been cured?" Lang Buping asked.

"What disease?" Tao Zhi asked puzzledly.

"It's that kind of disease." Lang Buping asked in a low voice.

Tao Zhi vaguely guessed what disease Lang Buping was talking about, but this question was really puzzling. How could he not know whether he was sick or not?

"I don't understand what you mean." Tao Zhi frowned.

"We are no match for each other. Why are you pretending to be nice to me? Before I went abroad, you told me that you had no good friends."

"You were so messy at the time, I thought you had really become a bad person, but then I went to look for you one time and saw eight of you playing mahjong in your room. The next day, you were on the hot search."

"I asked you what was wrong, but you told me that you were sick in that area."

"I'm telling you, I'm a man of integrity. I haven't told anyone about your story. Even when I met Xu Xueba in Germany and told him about you in a passionate voice, I resisted the urge to share this gossip with him."

"So, have you been cured after all these years? Now that medical technology is advanced, you should be cured, right?" Lang Buping asked.

Tao Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and kept repeating Lang Buping's words in his mind.

The sensational eight-person gossip that the original owner Tao Zhi caused back then turned out to be about two mahjong tables?

What about the rest? Are there other truths to the rumors of perverted and vicious behavior?

In the original text, Tao Zhi's reason for blaming Lang Buping was that he was ill, but no one knew better than himself that his body was very healthy.

The original text says Tao Zhi is lying.

Why did he lie?

Even the act of playing mahjong with others, and myself...

It's as if he is destroying his own reputation through these actions, he is creating an image of a notorious scumbag.

But why did he do that?

He is not me?

He doesn't need to ruin his reputation in order to complete the mission.

Tao Zhi's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and an absurd idea grew in his mind, making Tao Zhi feel as if his throat was being strangled and he couldn't breathe.

Lang Buping noticed that something was wrong with Tao Zhi and came over worriedly.

"Taozi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Lang Buping asked.

"No, just a little bloating." Tao Zhi replied.

Tao Zhi was a little absent-minded on the way home, but he still pulled Gong Cheng into his room with a smile.

Day .

Tao Zhi suddenly had an idea and took Gong Cheng to Daoyuan Temple.

It was not a holiday, and Daoyuan Temple was a little deserted. The locust flowers had fallen long ago, leaving only branches with a few crumbling dead leaves hanging on them. The steps were covered with withered yellow leaves, and a little monk was sweeping the leaves layer by layer with a broom.

Although the temple was not as lively as that time, Tao Zhi was still very happy. He pulled Gong Cheng to look left and right, and took many photos of corners that he had not discovered before with his mobile phone.

Tao Zhi suddenly saw a half-fallen locust tree by the wall. He could vaguely see half of its roots exposed. The clusters of locust flowers on it were wrapped in a layer of soft light under the warm afternoon sun. Scattered locust flowers fell under the tree. Before he got close, the fragrance had already spread to him.

A young monk happened to pass by and Tao Zhi stopped him.

"Young Master, what's up with that locust tree? Why is this one still blooming so vigorously while all the other flowers have fallen?"

Tao Zhi asked.

"The locust tree had fallen down and had been dead for a few years. We had planned to dig it up, but it suddenly grew new leaves this year, so Master left it there."

"When the locust trees bloomed this year, it didn't have a single flower. Now that all the other locust flowers have fallen, it has bloomed."

"Master said that even if there is a so-called dead end in front of us, there will definitely be spring." said the little monk.

Tao Zhi was stunned when he heard this.

"Can I meet your master?" Tao Zhi asked.

"I'm afraid we won't see him today. My master often sets up a stall to tell fortunes under the big locust tree at the gate of the temple. There are few tourists today, so he definitely won't want to come to work." said the young monk.

"Is your master the Taoist priest who uses a fat cat to attract customers?" Tao Zhi asked in surprise.

The little monk nodded when he heard this.

"It seems that the donor has already met my master."

"Since we have met for the first time, it means that you and my master have a connection."

"Maybe in the past, maybe in the future, you will meet again eventually." said the little monk.

There are only two days left, I'm afraid your words will be in vain, Tao Zhi thought to himself.