Conscientiously making soy sauce

The underground garage of the shopping mall does not smell fresh, and it always smells of gasoline when it is stuffy all the time, which makes people feel uncomfortable.And the lights on the top are also dim, not to mention the scenery, just looking at it makes me feel depressed.But yes, the garage is just a place to park, and people leave after the car is put away. There is no need to consider any decoration and excessive ventilation and comfort.

But at this moment of the day, Zhuang Yuan wanted to laugh when he smelled the unpleasant smell in the dark basement, and he felt relieved as if he had thrown away some of the boredom deep in his heart in an instant.

Much lighter and in a much better mood.He doesn't have to worry about someone not coming, he doesn't have to worry about being alone again.

The man is dressed casually and doesn't show off his wealth. He is blind with LOGO all over his body, but his clothes are made of top-quality materials.The man only has eyes on the young man in front of him.Although the facial features have become unfamiliar, the affection in the eyes will never change.

The man walked up to Zhuang Yuan in a few more steps. He looked deeply at the young man and said softly, "Zhuang Yuan, I found you."

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and a faint smile slowly spread from the corners of his eyes and brows, like the ripples of petals falling on the water.

"En." He nodded and added, "I'm here. You found me."

The man looked at him and smiled, then hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "You are actually a radio host this time? I've been looking for you, but I don't know where you are. I don’t know what you are doing. I was wondering if you would either open a shop, or stay at home and do some writing work. I recognized your voice when I heard the radio program that time, and I came to watch it today. Look. You know how jealous I am when I see so many followers?"

The man gritted his teeth, "Why do you have so many fans who like you? I was very jealous. At that time, I wanted to say that you were mine. But I knew it was not possible, and you would be angry."

Zhuang Yuan patted him on the back helplessly, "I don't care, and these are illusory things. I know it very well. After all these years, you should know that my heart is very small, and I can only put a few things in it. Why should you care?" Woolen cloth?"

Suddenly, Zhuang Yuan was taken aback, and he looked at the man carefully, "You...you haven't lost your memory? Do you remember it clearly?"

If Mr. Wan Qian remembers his previous life in the haunted world, he can still understand.It's not too abrupt in Peng Hanwen's world, but he still has the memories of the past. Could it be that he, like himself, is... time-traveling?

"I said, I will be with you forever." The man smiled in Zhuang Yuan's ear, "The system promises that I will remember everything, so you don't have to worry. I have all the memories, and I will remember them with you. Also, the system still remembers everything." I agreed, saying that I will not take you away forcibly again."

"By the way, take me home."

Zhuang Yuan glanced at him, serious, "I can't take you home now, I'm going to the radio station later. Since you know my current job, you should also know that I am broadcasting live at night. Or... I will contact you tomorrow... "

"I'll accompany you." The man shook his head to express his refusal, and helped Zhuang Yuan take the bag naturally, "Since I found you, why would I just leave like this? I will accompany you, and take me home after you get off work."

"Uh, your home or mine?" Zhuang Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"Of course it's your home." The man focused his eyes seriously. "I said before, I'll go wherever you go. Naturally, I'll follow you. Don't worry, I won't lose you again."

Zhuang Yuan smiled and didn't insist, "But I really get off work late."

"I'll wait for you at the coffee shop outside."

"Okay." Over the past few decades, Zhuang Yuan has known a man's habit of a man's persistence, as well as his strong uneasiness.

"When you get off work and have time tomorrow, I'll tell you who I am this time, okay?"

The corner of Zhuang Yuan's mouth curled up, "Okay."

In fact, even if you don't mention it, you can tell from his clothes that he still looks imposing, he is not an ordinary person, not the kind of dejected mushroom otaku with a damp smell, not a small white-collar worker who runs from nine to five for the down payment of the house.Thinking back to the previous few worlds, the identity of a man has never been normal.Naturally, the man sat in the co-pilot seat, and he fastened his seat belt, "My name is Lu Jinyan this time."

The car drove all the way to the basement of the radio station and parked.

Lu Jinyan sent Zhuang Yuan to the radio station all the way, "I'll wait for you at the Starbucks next to me, and listen to your program by the way."

"Actually, I get off work late, you really don't have to wait for me, just give me my phone number." Zhuang Yuan still didn't want him to wait for him.

"No." Lu Jinyan shook his head, "I don't want to leave you, besides, I can also do some work in the coffee shop with my laptop, and it's not just waiting. You really don't have to rush me away in such a hurry."

When Zhuang Yuan entered the company, he immediately saw a large bouquet of blood-red roses on his desk. The flowers were full and half-opened, and the red petals were like fine velvet.It’s just that I don’t know who sent it. Basically, after three or five days, a bouquet will appear on his table. When I ask the doorman and security, they all say that it was sent by the little brother of the flower shop, and the flower shop is different every time.However, the red roses have never changed, and the quality has always been high. The price of this kind of roses will definitely not be cheap.

Zhuang Yuan also asked the little brother, and the little brother said that the order was made by mobile phone, and they didn't know who placed the order.

I can't find the sender, and there is no way to make people stop wasting money. He is not a general and doesn't need flower armor.But this is even more inappropriate to say on the show, what if other people know and send it?

Shaking his head, Zhuo Yuan casually inserted the roses into the white porcelain vase, there were still eleven roses as usual.

I really don't know who is burning money to play when they are full.And what kind of trouble is it to send this guy instead of sending the girl to him?Even if you listen to the radio, you should know that he is a man.

Shaking his head, if he can't figure it out, he won't think about it.

Probably because of Lu Jinyan's arrival, the corners of Zhuang Yuan's mouth are always slightly raised when doing shows at night, and his voice also carries a trace of joy from the heart. He is very attentive at work, but when he thinks of that person when playing music and commercials, Laughed again.

After the show ended, he hurriedly packed his things as fast as he could, and walked out quickly with his bag in hand.As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Lu Jinyan leaning against the elevator, looking at him with a smile and handing him a drink.

"Here, hot chocolate."

The steaming hot chocolate has a rich aroma and a warm temperature, and there is a sandwich in the plastic bag next to it, a cheese and ham sandwich.

"It's so late, eat something." Lu Jinyan helped him carry the bag, "Otherwise you'll be hungry."

"Why aren't you waiting in the coffee shop? I'm about to go there." Zhuang Yuan took a sip of hot chocolate.

"I want to see you sooner." Lu Jinyan smiled, "Let's go home. You tell Du the address, and I'll drive."

Before going out, he basically drove the car, and his driving skills were really not good enough, so Zhuang Yuan didn't refuse.He said the name of the community and yawned lazily.

"Tired?" Lu Jinyan started the car and drove slowly onto the road.

"It's okay, it's actually okay."

The night was very quiet. Lu Jinyan drove smoothly. When they arrived at the community, Zhuang Yuan directed the car to stop at the basement, and then the two of them took the elevator directly to it.The young man took out the key and opened the door, turned on the light, and it was bright.

This is a layout of two bedrooms and one living room. The rooms are large and well laid out, the walls are beige wallpaper, the furniture is basically white, the sofa is light blue, and the sky is as blue as washing.There is also a thick and soft carpet under the sofa.

"I like it very much." Lu Jinyan carefully looked around and came to a conclusion, "I will move my things here tomorrow."

Zhuang Yuan glanced at him.

"Today, you see, I didn't bring anything, not even a quilt, nor a change of clothes. The guest room must be very lonely, you won't have the heart to leave me alone in the guest room, right? Tonight, shall we sleep together? The same as before? I miss you." The man leaned close to Zhuang Yuan, whispering ambiguously, and Zhuang Yuan's ears were blushing.

But in the end he nodded slightly.We all know each other and have been together for so many years, why is he hypocritical.

In a dim room, the walls are gray, the floor is black, and the black velvet curtains also block out all the starlight and moonlight.The whole space is extremely depressing, and there is a big table by the window, and the only lonely table lamp has a high wattage and is dazzlingly bright.

A man dressed in black sat on a black armchair, squinting at the glass bottle in his hand against the light.

It is a transparent glass bottle, the things inside are floating and sinking, and the smooth body of the bottle reflects the light of the desk lamp, so the things inside are also blurred and a little unclear.

Upon closer inspection, it was a round thing, the size of a round glass ball, with something like strands attached to it.

what is that?what is that?

Those are two eyeballs that look terrifying and make people feel uncomfortable, the eyeballs were dug out and soaked in formalin...

I don't know who this eyeball once belonged to, whether it used to be very good-looking and black and white, it used to bend like a crescent moon when it smiled, and it once looked like someone at first glance.

I don't know if the owner of this eye is still alive, or if his body disappeared in the concentrated sulfuric acid long ago.And the reason why the master lost his life was because of a glance at night, someone saw his eyes as someone else.

The glass bottle was in the man's hand, and he carefully looked at the eyeballs inside without any rejection.

"It's not like, it's still not like. It's not like at all." The man's voice was irritated and suppressed, and suddenly he raised his hand and smashed the glass bottle on the ground.The bloodshot eyeballs rolled to the ground, and the man stepped on them.

There was a slight puff like a sound of air leaking, the eyeballs were trampled, and the carpet was stained with water.

"No, not at all." The voice was as hoarse as the night crow in the dark night, repeating nervously, "Why can't I find it? Why can't I find it?"

"No, there should be, there should be." The man's voice slowly lowered, "I will keep looking, and I will always find it. I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you. Don't worry."

"Keep cleaning like this, keep cleaning." The man's feet stepped on the eyeballs that had long lost their shape, over and over again.

A low and maniacal laugh echoed in the dark space, "My elf, my elf. There are too many cries in this world, you have to be clean, always be so clean."