midnight ten

It may only take a second or two for Tang Lin's ending to disappear in the living room, but for Fan Peiyang who is still there, it takes as long as a century.

Tang Rin's reaction was wrong.

The moment he was stopped, countless guesses and inferences flooded into Fan Peiyang's brain.Or in other words, they were dormant there originally, just waiting for an opportunity, and these rational, irrational, scientific, absurd, rigorous, and crazy consequences of disasters that had been preset by Fan Peiyang came out in full force. .

In order to hold these down, Fan Peiyang almost did his best.

Finally, he turned around silently.

The joy, excitement, anticipation, and eagerness that could not be hidden before all receded from his eyes, leaving only Tang Lin's figure alone reflected in those dark eyes.

"You don't know what I'm doing?" He asked Tang Lin back.The upheaval in my heart did not leak in my voice.

Looking at each other, Tang Lin suddenly panicked.For a brief moment, he felt as if he had done something wrong.

But in the end, he still shook his head to Fan Peiyang: "I really don't understand."

Fan Peiyang lowered his head slightly and narrowed his eyes, which is his habitual action when examining and thinking.

He wanted to find out the changes in Tang Lin, and wanted to compare this Tang Lin with the previous Tang Lin to find out what went wrong.

Not character.

When he woke up outside the wishing house, he was obviously puzzled but still laughed at his clumsy lies. It was Tang Lin.

Knowing that he traded a wish for his health, it was Tang Lin who sincerely hugged and thanked him.

Smiling in front of people, and only showing his cold and true temperament when facing himself, it was still Tang Lin.

But the former Tang Lin would not push himself away.

If Stationery didn't change his personality in any way, the only thing left may be, memory.

"Are you going to stand there until dawn?" Tang Lin stared at him for so long that his eyes were sore.

Fan Peiyang finally took a step and walked towards him.

Tang Lin shrank back subconsciously. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and couldn't help being thrown over and over again.

Unexpectedly, Fan Peiyang came to him, turned his feet, and sat back to the original opposite.

"I ask, you answer."

Tang Lin sat upright, "Okay."

Fan Peiyang: "Do you remember this place?"

Tang Lin: "Of course, this is your villa, and the reason you bought it is because it is close to our company."

"Our company?" Fan Peiyang raised his tone slightly, grasping the point.

"You and I started a business together, otherwise what should we call it. Or..." Tang Lin deliberately looked at him, "Did you transfer the assets while I was sick?"

Fan Peiyang ignored the joke, and just stared at him unrelentingly for a moment: "It is indeed the company we formed together, so you are also the president."

"I don't even know, so I was promoted." Tang Lin frowned, her tone calmed down, "Fan Peiyang, if you continue to dig holes like this, I won't play anymore."

"You remember all?"

"Of course I remember." Tang Lin didn't know what Fan Peiyang wanted to prove. "I have something growing in my head, but I'm not stupid. If you ask me about the financial statement from two years ago, I can also recite it backwards."

Fan Peiyang: "You are the best financial director."

Tang Lin: "Objective facts."

Fan Peiyang: "My chief financial officer."

Tang Rin: "..."

There is no problem with the logic of this statement, but once Fan Peiyang said it, it would be weird.

The night was getting dark, and the moonlight could not come in, because the light was too bright, it was a little dazzling and dizzy.

There was no emotion on Fan Peiyang's calm face. No one knew that his heart was running analysis at a high speed. He hadn't stopped for a moment since he was stopped by Tang Lin.

Tang Lin remembered the company, the position, the illness, and even the fact that they started their business together.So no memory loss?But if you remember, why...

"Do you remember this?" He suddenly said again.

Tang Lin was puzzled: "You asked this question before."

"I mean," Fan Peiyang paused, "the decoration here."

Tang Lin's eyes flashed a flash of emotion very quickly: "Are you sure you want to talk about this?"

Fan Peiyang was as immobile as a mountain, and his posture couldn't be more obvious.

"Okay." Tang Lin walked around the living room like a ruthless killer, "No matter how many times I've said it, I'm willing to say it again, your taste is terrible..."

Fan Peiyang: "I asked your opinion about the renovation back then."

Tang Lin: "Yes, and after I gave you countless style suggestions such as retro European style, American country style, new Chinese style, Mediterranean style, etc., you chose the minimalist and cold style."

After being teased, Fan Peiyang swept away the gloom, and there was even an imperceptible fluctuation in his voice: "After that, after the villa was renovated, you were the first to visit. What did you tell me then?"

Tang Lin recalled it carefully for a long time, but didn't think of anything impressive: "Sorry, I really forgot this."

Fan Peiyang was stunned, the anticipation just appeared, and it was caught off guard.

At that time, Tang Lin said: Fan Peiyang, you successfully dispelled my longing for cohabitation.

He didn't remember it deliberately, he remembered it all, Tang Lin was such a careful person, but he forgot.

"But I remember that." Sensing Fan Peiyang's depression, Tang Lin subconsciously wanted to make up for it. When he raised his head, he saw a green plant not far away, "I gave that one, and it hadn't bloomed when I gave it away."

It was a pot of strelitzia, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, it had grown tall and luxuriant, above the clustered leaves, there were three strangely shaped flowers, bright orange with a little purple, like three little birds fluttering their wings. .

"You raised it well." After thinking about it, Tang Lin added another dry compliment.

Fan Peiyang: "You also talked when you sent it over."

Tang Rin: "..."

Fan Peiyang: "Forgot?"

Tang Lin: "I never knew that you have such a good memory."

Fan Peiyang: "It's your memory that's getting worse."

At that time Tang Lin said: Mr. Fan, it is much more delicate than me, so don't raise it to death.

He asked: What if he died?

The answer I got was: Then I don't want you.

He didn't give Tang Rin a chance to let him go. Strelitzia blooms better and better, but the senders forgot about it.

No more ridiculous quiz games, it's all too obvious.Tang Rin remembered everything, except for anything related to their relationship.

Fan Peiyang couldn't figure it out.

Healing stationery in his hand, and <[fantasy] recovering from a serious illness>, <[fantasy] Hua Tuo is alive>, but he doesn't want to recover, he wants to be cured, and he can't trust Hua Tuo 100%, because there are also genius doctors. It was a disease that could not be cured, so he finally chose <[Magic] as before>.

Any stationery may have unexpected effects. He is mentally prepared for this. Even if all Tang Lin's memories have returned to before his illness, he thinks it can be explained, but that stationery is like a scalpel, which can only be removed precisely. All the details and fragments related to his relationship with Tang Lin, why?

"If you're all right..." Tang Lin said lightly, "Can I ask another question instead?"

Fan Peiyang came back to his senses and met Tang Lin's cold eyes: "You want to ask if there is something wrong with your memory?"

Tang Rin said, "You wouldn't ask me that for no reason."

Fan Peiyang smiled, and the smile disappeared before reaching his eyes: "It's not a big problem, you just forgot about our relationship."

Tang Rin: "What's the relationship?"

Fan Peiyang: "The relationship that can rationalize the series of actions I just made."

Tang Lin's brows were deeply furrowed.He seldom does this, usually no matter how unhappy or disturbing things are, he will only frown slightly, but now, he can't control it anymore.What Fan Peiyang said was so incredible that he couldn't calm down.

If someone pushed him into the sofa, he would have to tell him after he was rejected that they could do this kind of thing. No matter who it was, as long as it wasn't Fan Peiyang, he could make the other party regret knowing him.

It happened to be Fan Peiyang.

This is his friend who was able to die in the past, not to mention a few hours ago, the other party gave him a wish to give him a new life.

"Evidence," Tang Lin took a deep breath, trying to keep calm, "You said we have such a relationship, what about the evidence?"

Fan Peiyang got up after thinking about it in confusion, and walked out of the living room.

When he came back, he already had a lot of things in his hands - suits, shirts, pajamas, slippers, toiletries and so on.

The clothes are Tang Lin's size, the slippers are Tang Lin's favorite designer's originals, and the toiletries don't belong to them, but they are all in duplicate, which is enough to prove that Fan Peiyang has a permanent resident or someone who will come to stay at any time.

"It's all mine." Tang Lin claimed it without any doubt.

"Is it enough?"

"what?"

"evidence."

Tang Lin pursed her lips for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "These can only prove that I often live here. In fact, before you bought this place, I often spent the night in your original home. Who made your house always look better than the old one?" I'm good."

Fan Peiyang stared at him closely, with overwhelming pressure in his eyes, and asked almost word by word: "Then what evidence do you want?"

Tang Lin met that gaze without hesitation: "Group photos, love letters, chat records...or small movies," he shrugged lightly, "if there are any."

Fan Peiyang fell silent.

"None?" Tang Lin narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Even if we are too busy to be romantic, there is not even a chat record that can prove the relationship?"

Fan Peiyang: "We usually don't chat on mobile phones, we just call when we have something to do."

Tang Lin: "Obviously you don't have the habit of recording phone calls."

The grandfather clock made a soft "click", which was a small mechanical sound when the hour, minute, and second hands completely overlapped.

Midnight, twelve o'clock.

Tang Linsheng sat with Fan Peiyang in the living room all night, but did not produce any breakthrough results.

"I went to sleep in the guest room." He didn't want to stay up all night on the first day he regained his health, and the depression in the living room was already unbearable.

Fan Peiyang also stood up.

Tang Lin didn't say a word, and came to the guest room where he used to live, and opened the door. The furnishings in the room have not changed at all.

Entering the guest room, Tang Lin turned and closed the door, but Fan Peiyang stepped in with long legs.

Tang Lin raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Maybe try it, everything will be clear." Fan Peiyang said very naturally.

Tang Lin stared at him for two seconds, raised his hand and pushed him out neatly.

"boom--"

Standing in front of the solid wooden door, Fan Peiyang was not overly depressed by being evicted.

This is to be expected.

Tang Rin's memory loss was unexpected.

When he just learned that there is a wishing house, he thought that the greatest luck in his life had come.

It turns out that luck has a price tag.

Across the door, Tang Lin lay on the bed and took out his phone for the first time this night.

Why not watch it in the living room, maybe subconsciously, he is also a little scared.

After returning from that strange place, he was busy returning to Beijing, checking up, and being discharged from the hospital, during which he hardly touched his mobile phone.If he really lost some of his memories as Fan Peiyang said, then maybe his current knowledge of his mobile phone is also missing.

There is no evidence in Fan Peiyang's cell phone.

Do you have your own?

Turn off the overhead light, turn on the bedside light, and the room is softened.

Tang Lin unlocked the phone, opened the chat software, and then text messages, phone calls, memos, and notepads.

There is really nothing, the only thing that is certain is that he does often talk to Fan Peiyang.

The photo album was put at the end by Tang Rin.

Gently click on it, the recent photos are all taken in the hospital, doctors, nurses, green space, flower beds, Shan Yunsong, and himself.

Don't forget to take selfies when you are sick, Tang Lin is quite proud of her mentality.

Turning forward, it was still the hospital. He didn't realize that he had taken so many pictures, as if he wanted to record every last minute and every second of his life.

Going forward, it was finally time before I was sick, and the number of photos began to drop sharply, sometimes not taking a single one for two months.

The timeline sped up all of a sudden, and within two strokes, it was four years ago.

Tang Lin's sliding fingers stopped suddenly, it was a selfie.

Four years ago in September, the photo showed the time at 23:15.

Fan Peiyang was sitting on the sofa he just sat on, probably fell asleep, the owner of the mobile phone secretly kissed him, and brazenly stole a group photo.

The author has something to say: pat Mr. Fan on the head.

Chapter 7 Newcomers┃The situation is quite scary, but it is two enthusiastic faces that really connect with the four of them.

The day the new level opens.

Zheng Luozhu reported from his boss's company on time.Then, he sat on the reception sofa in Fan Peiyang's office, watching the boss sign documents, sign documents, sign documents.

Half an hour later, Mr. Fan finally asked his assistant to come in and took the last document. Then he put down his pen and looked up: "All ready?"

Zheng Luozhu patted the heavy luggage beside his feet: "Don't worry, boss, I brought everything I can bring, and I even put a few knives in it."

Whether the new level allows weapons to be carried, no one can say for sure, but it is better than not carrying them. If not, at most, the weapons will still remain in reality when they are sucked into the level, but if they are allowed to be carried, then You can defend yourself.

Fan Peiyang nodded, and turned his gaze around him: "You look good."

Zheng Luozhu was immediately full of energy, and his back straightened: "I haven't done anything for a month, so I can eat hard, sleep enough, and make up for the nights I stayed up before..."

Looking at each other, Zheng Luozhu gradually fell silent.

The boss, who is obviously tired and blue now, seems, no, he really wants to praise his complexion...

A breeze slipped in through the half-opened window, blowing the pages of a book on the desk and rustling.

Fan Peiyang followed the sound, but his gaze fell to an unknown place halfway, as if he had suddenly fallen into meditation and contemplation.

Zheng Luozhu didn't dare to disturb him. His experience told him that the boss who had finished taking care of the company's affairs had already switched back to the checkpoint mode very quickly. As an employee, he just waited and listened to his orders.

Sure enough, after a while, Fan Peiyang's finger on the table began to tap, click, click.

"Why... give us a month to prepare this time..."

"The coordinates of the new level...where are..."

Zheng Luozhu spoke uncertainly: "Boss, are you asking me..."

Fan Peiyang's eyes moved to his face: "What do you think?"

Zheng Luozhu: "No."

Fan Peiyang: "OK."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

He was like, no, he was definitely rejected.

Without any warning, the door of the office opened again, and the visitor skipped the knocking process, and pushed the door open to come in naturally.

Zheng Luozhu stood up reflexively, met Tang Lin's gaze, and quickly greeted politely: "Mr. Tang."

He and Tang Rin had met twice before, but this was the first time they had actually spoken to each other.

Realizing that Tang Lin might not know his name yet, Zheng Luozhu immediately added: "I'm Zheng Luozhu, you can just call me Zhuzi."

Tang Lin smiled at him, with a touch of politeness and a touch of alienation: "Just call me Tang Lin."

From the corner of the eye, his boss is paying close attention to this side, Zheng Luozhu nodded vigorously: "Okay, Mr. Tang."

Tang Lin nodded slightly, and instead of bothering with the title, walked to the opposite of Fan Peiyang's desk, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Zheng Luozhu looked at his profile in confusion, always feeling that the other party seemed different.The first two times we met, they were both in the hospital. Tang Lin gave him the feeling that he had a very good attitude, very optimistic and gentle, but now Tang Lin seemed a little cold.

The three stayed in this office until late at night.

During the period, Fan Peiyang told Tang Lin about some things in the checkpoint, and Tang Lin wrote them down one by one.

After that night, neither of them mentioned the amnesia again.

midnight 00:00

"Cuckoo-"

Tang Lin heard this voice for the second time, and this time he heard it clearly, it was indeed the same as what Fan Peiyang said, it was an owl.

A purple vortex appeared on the ceiling, sucking the three of them into it.

After a whirl, they fell in front of an elevator in a narrow corridor.The corridors are very old, with colorful advertisements and signs lit up, the elevators are very broken, and there is a horizontal iron fence in front of the door, which is quite a bit like Kowloon City in Hong Kong in the last century.

However, when three people landed on the ground, there were seven thuds.

Everyone looked at each other in blank amazement.

"Five Black Party?"

"Zhang Quan?"

"Old Ge?"

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Li?"

One sentence per person basically recognizes each other.

They have all been seen in the level break, and some have even fought against each other.

"I said why I was asked to wait for 20 days. It turned out that it was to gather the number of people." Ge Shaping looked suddenly enlightened.

"20 days? Then you're at a loss." Yu Fei said, "We'll rest for a full month and a half."

When Zheng Luozhu heard this, he basically understood that the opening date of the new level is fixed, but the time for each team to arrive at the Wishing House is different. Naturally, the length of vacation for each team is different.

The question is, why is the opening time of the new level set so late?

It's really like what I heard in the wishing room, in order to give them time to make more preparations, or as Ge Shaping said, to gather more people...

"It's fate to meet here," Ge Shaping teased heartily in his unique loud voice, "It seems that we are all people with great ambitions."

No one answered, everyone laughed and laughed.

The last level must be passed by all five members of the team in order to enter the Wishing House.But now there are seven people, and there is no five-member team with all must and tails. Obviously, each team has bought the information to leave here completely, and some teammates have successfully left.

In the end, they were left, and they exchanged their wishes for staying.

But this topic, no one likes to socialize.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

Two notification sounds sounded back and forth, the first sound was the arrival of the elevator, and the second sound came from everyone's arms.

Tang Lin pushed up the sleeves of his coat, and for the first time saw the important symbol that Fan Peiyang had popularized for a long time, an owl head.

Click on the pattern to view the received tips——

<Cheat Sheet>: All the stationery has been emptied, please enter the elevator.

Tang Lin didn't have any stationery, so he didn't feel anything about it.

The faces of the others were not very good-looking, they were as young and energetic as Yu Fei, and they cursed "Damn".

The elevator door and the iron grille opened together, revealing the empty car.

Zhang Quan lowered his arms and greeted everyone: "If you come, please be safe, let's go."

Tang Lin was the first to enter the elevator and stood at the deepest point. Then the elevator gradually filled up. As Yu Fei and Li Zhan entered last, the car door slowly closed and the elevator began to descend.

Zheng Luozhu secretly went to touch the travel bag, the knife was still there, not bad.

At that time, no one realized that the level rules they thought they were familiar with had quietly changed.

……

Dungeon.

"Ding--"

The crisp sound is not loud, but it can penetrate the dull roar of the machine.

Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, and Zheng Luozhu who were standing in place raised their hands at the same time, and Yu Fei who was not far away was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it.

Click on the owl pattern, and the interface that should have been displayed on the arm bounces into the air in front of you, but everyone can only see their own, like a private and exclusive projection screen.

The new interface has undergone some changes than before, to be precise, it is simplified.There are only two tabs left - <cheat sheet> and <pencil box>.

The function of <cheat sheet> is to display all the prompt information in the level. At present, it is still the same, but there is a new message in it: the stationery tree has been generated, and the corresponding permanent stationery can be unlocked if the corresponding conditions are met.

The function of <stationery box> is to store "stationery", but now, on the left side of the rows of stationery boxes that have been emptied, there is another "stationery tree".

From the root, to the trunk, to the branches, at every stage, there is a "permanent stationery box", which contains the conditions for unlocking the stationery. The higher you go, the higher the requirements.

Take Zheng Luozhu's stationery tree as an example, the stationery grid at the root of the tree has been untied, it is [a single piece of iron], it does not have the prefix of [attack][defense][magic] like ordinary stationery, it is refreshing and refreshing stationery name.

Further up, it is in turn——

[? /100/1 off]

[? /500/2 off]

[? /1000/3 off]

[? /2000/4 off]

[? /? /? ]

[? /? /? ]

[......]

There are only four that really clarify the unlocking conditions, and then there are question marks and question marks.

Zheng Luozhu now also has question marks in his head.

Level 1 and Level 2 are easy to understand. It should be a new starting point from now on. For example, where they are, it is the first level. If you want to unlock the permanent stationery, you need to pass the corresponding level.But what do 100, 500, 1000 mean?money?Fraction?experience?Gather something?I don't understand, it never appeared in previous levels.

However, there was no permanent stationery in the previous levels, all stationery was disposable, and it was gone when it was used up.From this point of view, it is not bad to have a stationery tree. Although the "monolithic" is purely defensive in nature and unpretentious, it feels safe to carry it with you all the time.

"Boss, what's your first permanent stationery?" Zheng Luozhu started to wonder about other people's after seeing his own tree roots.

Fan Peiyang quietly looked into the air, and remained silent for a long time.

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

The boss doesn't seem to want to talk about this issue.

"Bamboo," Tang Lin suddenly looked over, "Is your stationery tree unlocked?"

Zheng Luozhu nodded: "That's right, the bottom one opened directly."

Tang Lin frowned, then looked up into the sky again.

Zheng Luozhu recalled: "You didn't turn it on?"

Tang Lin said: "There is none, all are locked."

The two looked at each other again, and then looked at Fan Peiyang together.

"I unlocked one too." Fan Peiyang retracted his gaze, and the midair interface disappeared.

Zheng Luozhu became worried. Both he and Fan Peiyang unlocked it, but it was Tang Lin who was the most inexperienced...

Fan Peiyang: "With me here, you don't need to use stationery."

Tang Rin: "..."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

The boss is awesome.

A group of people came not far away, no, it was two groups of people, each with six or seven people, one group was white shirt fresh meat, and the other group were all strong and muscular men, walking together sparsely, without any fusion .

Headed by a white shirt is a man wearing glasses, full of elite style.The head of the strong man is a bald man with big flower arms, who can scare a child to cry.

The two walked ahead side by side, their dislike was undisguised, chatting lively.

White Shirt: "The action is very fast."

Big Flower Arm: "You are not slow."

White Shirt: "If I were you, I wouldn't have to make this trip. Those four belong to our white team."

Big Flower Arm: "You can stop cooking, you can tell that your group has no good products with long eyes."

White Shirt: "If I remember correctly, you guys haven't added any new members for half a year, have you?"

Big Flower Arm: "Fuck, that's because they don't have the vision. Step by step, our name is so grand, and the meaning is so good. We go up one level after another, and we go up one level after another. They don't know what the hell."

White shirts: "I'm thankful they have a wholesome aesthetic."

Big Flower Arm: "I really want to kill you."

White Shirt: "The newcomer is watching."

Big Flower Arm: "You live another day."

After the chat was over, the two also came to Fan Peiyang and the others. The brothers who followed immediately stood up straight and split into two.

The formation was quite scary, but it was two passionate faces who really connected with the four of them.

"Hi, everyone," Dahua Arm stretched out his hand of friendship first, regardless of whether the four of them liked it or not, they shook each other one by one. Yu Fei was a little far away, so he simply walked over to shake hands with him, and then came back after that, " Just call me a shark. You have just gone through the elevator screening, and you must have discovered that this level is different from the previous levels. Death is real death, and difficulty is really difficult. Don’t talk about breaking through levels, even if you want to survive here, you have to Find a group, we will rise step by step, it is such a warm family..."

Flowery arms, muscular, with an average height of more than 1.9 meters.

Zheng Luozhu waited and watched silently, um, it does feel safe.

"Have you finished speaking? Please switch to me when you are finished," Bai Shirt pushed his glasses, his tone was very polite, but he was merciless in grabbing the right to speak, "Hello, my name is Lu Jue, and I don't need a ridiculous nickname. The groups are all real-named..."

To be interrupted first, and then to be ridiculed, this is a routine operation, but the shark still has to hug its thick arms tightly, so that it can't resist being swung by Lu Jue.

Zheng Luozhu secretly went to see Fan Peiyang, hoping to find out some attitude tendencies from the boss's eyes.

No.

The boss didn't seem to be listening at all.