Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

Tang Cu handed Lin Lang a document bag marked "CAR" and said, "This is the car's various insurance and tax bills. Here are the car keys."

Lin Lang took it from him, "I don't need this car anymore. I want to find an empty parking space in my school. Half of the class has passed. But I will drive it for you every week and keep it parked. It will hurt the car if you don’t drive it.”

"Okay, thank you, sorry to trouble you."

"You are really interesting. You lend your house and car to others, and tell them 'it's troublesome'." Lin Lang shook a stack of things in his hand, "Do you know, with these, I It is possible to sell the house behind your back."

Tang Cu thought for a while and said sincerely, "That's fine. I don't care about the money, and I know you don't either."

Lin Lang was choked, this is really a rare thing that happened to him.Given his family background, he really didn't care about the money of a house, but Tang Cu... Lin Lang thought about it for a while, and realized that he didn't know what Tang Cu's source of income was. He lived for nearly two months, except for going out. When shopping for daily necessities, Tang Cuo never left the house.

His father, Lin Kangsheng, had business contacts with Tang Cu's father in China. Although the two had known each other for some years, their personal relationship was not deep. After coming to America.

Because Lin Lang was underage, it was inconvenient for Lin Lang to rent an apartment after he came to the United States. Tang Qi, Tang Cu's younger brother, got close to the Lin family and helped him contact Tang Cu in the same city.In Tang Cu's house, the tenants of the previous term just moved out, so Lin Lang moved in with a new international student who was also looking for a house, and became Tang Cu's tenants.I met an old acquaintance who I didn't know very well in a foreign country. Although we got along well and didn't have any conflicts, no matter how you say it, after all, we just got along for more than a month.

Now Tang Cu has actually entrusted him with all his belongings, and the return date is uncertain.

"Wait a minute," Lin Lang squinted his phoenix eyes, and asked suspiciously, "You don't mean to commit suicide, do you?"

He said bluntly: "I always feel that you have some psychological problems, such as depression or something-let me tell you first, if you are going to die, I will not accept these things, it is too troublesome to deal with."

Tang Cuo said calmly: "I don't have depression. I just want to go back to my country." He thought about it, and it seemed really unreasonable to entrust the house and car to others without a clear reason, so he Still explained: "My mother...maybe not doing well."

"Oh? She can't do it anymore? Why can't she do it? Is it true or not?" Lin Lang asked with interest. He pulled a chair and sat down, as if listening to gossip.

"This time it's true. I read the scanned copy of the case report sent yesterday." Tang Cuo said calmly, "The cancer was discovered too late, and it has already entered conservative treatment."

"Oh, what a pity." Lin Lang responded casually, not even bothering to put on a look of regret, "Then why are you so sad?"

They are from the same domestic city, Dongling.In this super metropolis with a population of tens of millions, the elite circle at the top of the pyramid that controls 90.00% of the city's resources is actually very small. There are only a few families who come and go. Of course, I have heard many rumors, including this old news that has been passed down for several years from Tang Cu's mother: her eldest son Tang Cu took a piece of money from his father's company. With a lot of money, I left my parents and young brother alone, and flew away to the United States to enjoy happiness.

Tang Cu's mother is keen to cry about her ruthless eldest son's deeds in public over and over again, accepting everyone's sympathy and indignation for a mother who has gone through hardships but has not been rewarded. She had no way of knowing about the jokes and conversations at the afternoon tea party together. Those centuries-old families who received elite education since childhood and graduated from prestigious schools for personal gatherings would never invite someone like her who only had a junior high school education. housewives take part.

Lin Lang knew that Tang Cu had a bad relationship with his original family, so he asked this question.Tang Cu frowned, organized his words for a while, and said slowly: "There will be a lot of things, and I will meet a lot of people. I...I don't like these very much."

Lin Lang obviously didn't take this "dislike" very seriously, or in other words, seriously underestimated the extent of this so-called "dislike".He waved his hand and said flippantly: "Then don't go back. You don't know what the country has taught you. I grew up listening to the stories of you abandoning your parents. Although I don't know where you are now money, but you seem to be financially independent anyway, can they tie you back?"

"I want to go back." Tang Cu said softly but firmly, "She may die at any time."

"So?" Lin Lang shrugged, "So what?"

Tang Cuo looked towards Dongfang from a distance, and said word by word: "I must watch her die with my own eyes."

Tang Cu finished explaining his house and car, and when he returned to his room, he saw the avatar with the words "No Coriander" dancing lively. His mood suddenly improved after being depressed for two whole days, and he clicked on the chat dialog box.

Kataha: Bamboo God, look at it, look at it, look at it

Kataha: [Photo].jpg[Photo].jpg[Photo].jpg

Kataba: Takoyaki in front of our school!

Kataha: My roommate and I have gone over the wall to eat this for two consecutive nights

Kataha: Super delicious!And it's always on no matter how late it is

Kataba: I'm not bragging, the takoyaki at the entrance of our Dongling University is definitely the best in Dongling City!

Katayu: By the way, Bamboo God, don’t you also belong to Dongling?

Kataha: When will you return to China?

Bamboo overgrown: the day after tomorrow.

Lu Lianguang froze in front of the computer.There was still an unfinished sentence in the chat box, "I invite you to eat at our school", he decisively deleted it and replaced it with a string of question marks.

Kataha: What? ? ? ? ?

Bamboo bushes: Return to China the day after tomorrow.

Kataha: Really? !

Kataha: The day after tomorrow weekend!I have no class!Bamboo God, I'll pick you up at the airport!

Bamboo Congsheng: All right.

Kataha:? ? ? ? ?

Kataha:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Tang Tu looked at the other party's surprise almost overflowing the screen in a little bewilderment.Could he be wrong?Is Kataha just kidding?

Also, the airport is far away from the urban area, and it is in two opposite directions from Dongling University. He knew that Katayu was just a student who came to Dongling University, how could he go to such a remote place for someone he had never met before? go.

What should I do, why did I agree so quickly... Should I hurry up and say, I was only joking?

While he was struggling with himself, the reminders over there sounded again in a series.

Kataha: Do you agree? ? ? ?

Kataha: Really?

Kataha: I'm going to have a face-to-face meeting with Takegami! ! ! ! !

Kataha: ah ah ah ah ah oh my god

Kataha: When is your flight?What time do you arrive?

Only then did Tang Cu heave a sigh of relief. Seeing that Kata Yu kept sending him messages to express his warm expectation, the anxiety in his heart dissipated.

He dug out the ticket to check the information, and was about to type, but he suddenly remembered that Kataba had said two days ago, "It's good to show your hands."

When a person’s social software has only one frequent contact for many years, it’s hard not to remember every word of the other party, and for Tang Tuo, Kataba is just like her ID, and she is as precious as Yoshimitsu Kataha .It is too difficult for Tang Cuo to turn on the camera and microphone in a large-scale online live broadcast event such as the anniversary, but if only Katayu is watching it... He accidentally turned on the phone camera and took a picture The photo of holding the ticket in hand was sent to the other party.

Tang Cu thought again of the letter from his mother threatening him to return to China with a terminal illness. , His entire mental and psychological state was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, Kataba, his most loyal reader, his only friend, suddenly appeared in his hazy world, like... like light.

Tang Cu knew that his psychology was not normal now, but he couldn't control it. He desperately hoped that he could fulfill some of Katayu's wishes, no matter how reluctant he was.Because of Kataha's enthusiastic response, he can clearly perceive that he is also needed.

I am also needed.In a dark room, the computer screen's pale fluorescent light shone on Tang Cuo's face, and in the fast-scrolling chat box, Katayu was pleasantly surprised because he showed a wrist in the photo, Tang Cuo slowly stroked his chest with his right hand , Listening to the proof that he was still alive, he tried to smile.

In this world, I am also needed, I am not a monster.

I was right, you were wrong... Mother.