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Fang Tang felt that he was a bit weak, he just wanted to be a good-looking Tangtang who occasionally peeped at handsome writers, why did he let him go through this.

Stuck in a strange trash can for a long time, it was not until late at night that he dared to sneak out. Hiding behind the trash can, he unconsciously changed into a human form again, looking around, the strange environment made him a little dazed.

He vaguely remembered being brought out by Zhuang Ran, but what about Zhuang Ran?

Fang Tang couldn't see anyone, and he didn't know where he was. He didn't know anyone except Zhuang Ran. He wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember the way back.

After being stunned for a long time, Fang Tang realized that he had been lost by Zhuang Ran.

Wronged and squatting on the ground, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, his eyes were covered with mist, and he wanted to cry.

There is no such thing as the most unlucky, only more unlucky. The same principle applies to Tang.Fang Tang was hiding in the corner crying like a lost child with his family, but the sweet smell on his body was so strong that he even attracted a stray dog.

Looking at this murderous dog for two seconds, Fang Tang jumped up in fright, almost burst into tears, subconsciously took a courier box from the trash can as a shield, and retreated carefully to the spacious place.

He didn't want to go, but he was also super invincible and afraid of dogs.

But... What if Zhuang Ran came back?He wants to wait for Zhuang Ran.

Fang Tang wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed nervously, holding the mentality of seeing death as home, at worst... At worst, just give it a few bites.

The atmosphere here was tense, while the drinking party ended late at night, Zhuang Ran, who was three points drunk, was shocked by the strange scene in front of him as soon as he arrived downstairs.

What the fuck is this? ? ? ?

Completely dazed, Zhuang Ran rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After all, the scene of a man with bare feet and short sleeves holding a courier box confronting a dog is too exciting, it must not be a normal scene. Everyone would think it was an illusion, but after confirming again and again that it was reality, Zhuang Ran felt a little lucky that it was not because of schizophrenia.

But he still desperately hopes that he will be blind at this moment.

The menacing stray dog ​​barked twice and then slipped away. Fang Tang didn't understand, so he threw the courier box back into the trash can, turned around and wanted to go back to the small corner to continue waiting for someone, but at a glance he saw Zhuang Ran standing under the streetlight in a state of confusion .

All the grievances of the night erupted, Fang Tang didn't care about anything else, ran over and threw himself into Zhuang Ran's arms, crying, "Why did you lose me? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Although he was dirty, he smelled sour and sweet like oranges. He was so sad that Fang Tang didn't notice that Zhuang Ran was stiff, and asked in a dazed and broken voice, "Ah????"

When Fang Tang had cried enough, he let go of Zhuang Ran's hand, wiped the snot bubbles on his face, the corners of his eyes were red, and looked at Zhuang Ran, only to find that he had no love for life.

"I..." Fang Tang scratched his head and didn't know what to say, after all, crying is a bit embarrassing.

"We...know each other?" Zhuang Ran asked cautiously, for fear of making him cry again.

Fang Tang nodded firmly, and complained with a dirty face, "You lost me, I want to go back, but I can't find the way."

???

Although he didn't know what happened, after listening to Zhuang Ran, he actually felt that he was a big villain in his heart, and he was probably sick.

Seeing the situation, Zhuang Ran couldn't say a word or two, so he took off his khaki windbreaker and put it on Fang Tang, comforting him, "But I've never seen you before? Did you recognize the wrong person? Hurry up!" go home."

Fang Tang's eye circles were red again, and he stared at Zhuang Ran aggrievedly.

Zhuang Ran felt that his soul was being questioned, as if he was indeed a ruthless, heartless, scumbag.

After struggling for a while, Zhuang Ran compromised, "Why don't you go home with me first?"

Fang Tang, who was originally listless, nodded excitedly, and smiled with narrowed eyes, revealing a dimple on one side.

Zhuang Ran stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and found that there was a lingering sweet and sour in the originally slightly cool air, delicate and long.

This smell appeared frequently recently, and it was especially strong on Fang Tang. Zhuang Ran glanced at Fang Tang who was like a small candy beside him, and suddenly understood something.

It seems that what the old man said before he died was correct, he might really have an adventure.