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After tossing and tossing all night, Zhang Deng was physically and mentally exhausted. He took Liu Bai's little hand and hugged his slender waist and fell asleep.

Liu Bai was still very obedient, he reached out to stroke Zhang Deng's messy hair, and quietly accompanied him into sleep.

He has been sleepless for many years, not because he is a practitioner, but because he does not want to dream.What the dream brought him was not a dark and sweet experience, but a continuous retrospective from the moment of cultivation.

Liu Bai's dream is to achieve the purpose of upgrading the spirit body by going back to the past.And this way was the last thing he wanted to experience.

The past was too painful, he would rather not dream.

Now that Zhang Deng was with him, even if he had a dream, he knew that it was not reality, and he was able to break through a bottleneck naturally.

It's a good thing and a bad thing for him.He was afraid that he would sink deeper and deeper, and in the end he would not be able to leave Zhang Deng, and his heart was on him.

Although I missed him before, I stood far away by myself, didn't touch him, hug him, or communicate with him, so I didn't think about him.

It's different now, he can hold Zhang Deng in his arms, hold the boy who has been around for a few years, the man in his arms, he doesn't want to let him go, desire makes him fear, and also makes him obsessed .

He had to wake himself up before the obsession took root.

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Zhang Deng and Xiao Cheng made an appointment to meet at twelve noon.

Zhanzi has a special show for celebrities in the afternoon, and Xiao Cheng wants to go there and line up.Zhang Deng wanted to find the two people floating in the sea, so he only brought a handful of chopped willows as a medium for separation.

Xiao Cheng thought that he had already made preparations, so he only brought such a few things.Zhang Deng thought to himself that he would leave the venue soon, and there must be a reason.So I had to whisper a few words to him.

After listening to it, Xiao Cheng was shocked: "So you came to see the teacher?!"

Several people in the carriage turned their heads one after another, Zhang Deng quickly raised a finger: "Shh, shhh..."

He lied that he knew a famous cartoonist, and he wanted to meet him later.

Xiao Cheng's eyes lit up: "Can you take me too?"

Feeling very embarrassed, Zhang Deng said to him, "You know, the teacher is a very shy person..."

The cartoonist he was talking about was indeed a super otaku who didn't like to interact with people.Bringing more people is not easy to explain to the teacher. Xiao Cheng thought about it and gave up.

After an hour's drive, Zhaoshi finally stopped at an air port.

Getting off the bus and queuing to pass the customs is no different from traveling abroad, except that there are many people around who are not "people".

Xiao Cheng looked excited: "Zhang Deng, look, that's a Zashiki boy!"

Zhang Deng pulled Xiao Cheng, who was about to embrace all kinds of gods and ghosts, and hurried out of the gate, and arrived at the entrance of the subway station in Yangjian.

After standing on the ground, the customs clearance certificates and train tickets in your hands will automatically become products of the Japanese Yangjian, and they can be used.The two set off immediately, and soon arrived at a small hotel near the venue.

Xiao Cheng tidied up casually and went out excitedly. He wanted to rush to the scene to line up.If he is lucky, he can take a few photos with the pretty cosplayers.

Zhang Deng sat in the cramped room, took off his coat, and lay down on the bed.He put Zhan Liu beside him, and he got out of the body in a short while.

Glancing at the wall clock, it was less than two o'clock in the afternoon, and he had enough time to rush to the Sea of ​​Japan.

The mobile phone on the table had already marked the place he was going to, and Zhang Deng picked up the cut willow, with a newly bought Apple watch tied to it.This time he can't move with only his soul body, he must bring a device that can display landmarks.

After flying out of the window, he used the fastest speed to escape the wind and quickly headed for the Sea of ​​Japan.

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His little calculation was crackling, but he was still a little negligent.

When he got to the beach, Zhang Deng searched for several fishing boats, and finally found an old man who was dozing off in the cabin.

Without even thinking about it, he immediately possessed himself.

But when he got attached to him, he realized that he didn't know how to steer a fishing boat.Not only can't drive a boat, but he doesn't even know Japanese.

Beads of sweat immediately appeared on the old man's forehead.

He pushed the horse-faced boy who was also dozing off next to him, put on a stern face, pretended to be fierce, and pointed to the control panel.

The young man who was pushed up by the old man was the old man's son, who was having sex with the lover of his dreams, when suddenly he was slapped on the forehead by his father, so angry that his nose was almost crooked.

He wiped his saliva and shouted at the old man: "Stinky dad, what are you doing? Sleep well, why don't you go to sea?"

The old man grimaced and slapped him on the forehead again.

The young man's face was distorted in pain: "Dad, you..."

"Crack!" Another slap.

"you……"

The young man looked at his father's raised hand, thinking that he might die with this palm, so he shut his mouth and steered the fishing boat obediently.

Zhang Deng opened the Apple map hanging on the chopping willow, determined a rough latitude and longitude, wrote it on a piece of paper, and threw it to the young man.

The young man took the note, muttered a few words, turned on the navigation equipment and adjusted the route.Zhang Deng nodded in satisfaction, and took back the hand that had been raised all the time.

I didn't expect this young man to be so violent that he didn't even recognize that his father had changed.

Zhang Deng thought flatteredly that his acting skills had really improved to a higher level.

The young man thought, his dead father probably watched the mermaid movie again, so why is he so old and dishonest at his age.

The search for work lasted for nearly seven hours, and the language barrier, Zhang Deng had to use the method of patting to guide the young people to go left and right, and go around in the whole sea area.During this period, he also got out of his body and went out to check the location of the two survivors, and finally found them before sunrise.

"Wow!" The young man saw the two people floating in the sea through the telescope, and couldn't help shouting, "There are people! There are really people in the sea! Dad! Are you a ghost, and you can see them!"

"Father" naturally couldn't understand what he said, so he just silently pulled up the rope and set the pole, and went to the bow.

The two survivors had swollen skin and livid lips, and they were not conscious when they were rescued.The young man stood by the side at a loss, and said to himself, "What, what should I do? Make a phone call or drive the boat back first?"

Zhang Deng knelt down and patted one of them on the face with the back of his hand. He finally felt relieved when he realized that the other person was still conscious.

"By the way, I have to drive back quickly. These two people don't seem to be Japanese, and there are Chinese printed on their clothes... Should I call the consulate... It hurts! What are you doing, Dad!"

Another blow to the young man's head.His father motioned for him to drag the two of them into the cabin and settle them down. The pony frowned, and immediately came over and began to fight.

When everything was arranged properly, it was already dawn.

Zhang Deng got out of the old man's body, hugged his Zhan Liu and looked at the ambulance driving away. He didn't care about the face of the pony screaming in fright when the old father suddenly fell to the ground, and squeezed a trick. Just left.

When he returned to the hotel, Xiao Cheng hadn't come back yet.

Probably went to a custom store overnight, Zhang Deng thought about it, turned back on his body, went downstairs to the convenience store to buy something to eat, and then went back upstairs to wait for Xiao Cheng.

The two of them only took one night's leave, and Xiao Cheng was still a small employee who had worked for more than [-] years, so he didn't dare to take more time off.

King Xue is a very decisive King of Hades when it comes to judging, and other things need the help of his subordinates to clean up.

How lazy, Zhang Deng thought.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, Xiao Cheng, who was flushed and carrying more than a dozen beautiful girl paper bags and cloth bags, finally came back.He also wears his own natal headdress on his head, immersed in the sweet atmosphere of being in love with the paper man and the lady in the custom shop, and feels 50 years younger.

He stuffed the things into the suitcase, took the pudding and soda that Zhang Deng handed him, and couldn't help showing a greasy smile: "Zhang Deng, let me tell you, I'm so happy today... "

Zhang Deng didn't want to hear that he spent money to buy the young lady's happiness, so he nodded helplessly: "Okay, I see, why don't you check the time?"

The blush on Xiao Cheng's face faded instantly.

The return car for the two of them will leave before ten o'clock, and now is not the time to chat.Xiao Cheng quickly packed his bags, pulled Zhang Deng to leave the room, took the subway to the gate outside the city, and finally arrived in front of the recruiting car 10 to [-] minutes before the departure time.

Zhang Deng didn't sleep all night and was really tired. After sitting in the leather chair, he fell into a coma without saying a word.

Xiao Cheng used the transformed human body to walk (play around) all night, and was also tired, and soon fell into a coma.

The rest of the passengers looked at the two who were still snoring loudly in a coma, wishing they could also pass out.

Amidst the two snoring one after another, Zhang Deng finally returned to Binhai City.This time, he accomplished his small goal again, saving two survivors.

It was so great, Zhang Deng in his sleep couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and applauded himself with his knees in a daze.

In his limited twenties, everything is on a safe track.Except for the early death of his parents, elementary school, middle school and university are all mediocre, and even staying in Shanghai to work in search of opportunities is also dull.

It's tasteless, it's tasteless.To be alive is to be dead.Wouldn't it be nice to be able to do something?he thought.

After returning to the underworld, he sent Xiao Cheng back to the dormitory, said a few words casually, and prepared to head back home.His phone was out of battery, and he didn't bring a power bank with him, so he bought a few side dishes at a roadside restaurant, packed a bag and went to Liu Bai's house.

Zhang Deng wants to tell his lover that he has done a very meaningful thing in the past ten hours.He has also grown up, he is not a silly lamp who blindly follows Liu Bai's butt.

This time, it should be able to get some recognition.

"Liu Bai! Do you want fried rice noodles with three delicacies? Or Yangzhou fried rice?"

After opening the door and entering, Zhang Deng shouted excitedly upstairs, took off his coat, and put the plastic bag on the coffee table.

He took a few blue and white porcelain bowls from the kitchen, packed all the food, went to the stairs and knocked on the edge with chopsticks: "Dinner is ready! Xiaobai is out to eat!"

After waiting for a while, no one answered him.

Zhang Deng called again, but still no one answered.

what happened?

Feeling strange, Zhang Deng went upstairs, opened the door and checked into Liu Bai's room, but found that there was no one there.

Liu Bai was not at home.

He exited the room, suddenly remembered something and rushed to the dining room, picked up a note on the table.

"I'm going on a business trip for half a month. During this time, you can use my house as you like."

Zhang Deng's eyes were dazzled by the beautiful handwriting just now, and the note quietly fell from his hand.Fluttering and flickering, the piece of paper fell onto the yellow fried rice.

That line of writing was quickly stained yellow with oil.