I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

"Boss, just these few places." Han Nan spread out the map and showed Yun Qingcen the redrawn landmarks, "We felt wrong as soon as we passed by."

"Even if it's not the evil ghost you mentioned, it's much stronger than usual." Han Nan gave the map to Yun Qingcen and then took out a box. This is a locust wood box, which can raise ghosts. Han Nan handed the box to Yun Qingcen, blinked his eyes, swallowed, and said, "We caught these, and I'll beat them to the boss."

Yun Qingcen is not interested in the ghosts in the wooden box. The evil ghosts that Han Nan and the others can catch now are no different to Yun Qingcen's teeth, and there is no benefit in eating them.

"You can share it yourself." Yun Qingcen sat on the sofa and handed the map to Brother Ma.

Brother Ma has lived a very corrupt life for the past two days. He dragged Yun Qingcen out of the restaurant every day, dressed in luxury goods, and even went to dye his hair—he insisted on dyeing that thing green. Mr. Tony braided a dirty braid under the flicker of Mr. Yun Qingcen's arm, so he went to get a tattoo on his body. Now Ma Ge is a fashionista.

While eating ice cream, he looked at the map and said happily, "Okay, then let's go!"

Yun Qingcen had no objection: "Let's go when it gets dark."

Brother Ma: "Go after the hot pot, I want to eat hot belly."

"I'm hot." Yun Qingcen glared at Brother Ma.

Brother Ma squeezed his throat and said coquettishly: "My good brother, the hairy belly I got burned is too old to bite, so you can feel sorry for me, brother."

Yun Qingcen, who had never been with Ma Ge for such a long time, only felt that he was extremely miserable-he really had nothing to do with people like Ma Ge.

He used to see people who would push their noses on their faces and go straight away. All the people around him were screened. They were skinless and self-righteous, and they were good at pushing their noses on their faces. He didn't even give them a look.

But he had to give Ma Ge his eyes, so he could only endure Ma Ge's devilish voice piercing his ears.

"Okay." Yun Qingcen, "I'll iron it for you, what else do you want?"

Brother Ma: "Let's go to the amusement park tomorrow during the day. Last time you said that the merry-go-round was for little dolls, so I didn't go. Tomorrow I will transform into a little doll. I have to ride all the things I didn't ride before. .”

Yun Qingcen nodded, then sighed leisurely.

The hot pot restaurant was chosen by Ma Ge himself. He has recently learned to use his mobile phone. He searched around on Dianping and found the one with the best reviews. Cen took a taxi there, and as soon as he sat down, he was already very familiar with the dishes that were most praised in the reviews. He also ordered a few cold dishes and two bottles of white wine.

The cold fish skin was extremely tender, and it all went into Brother Ma's stomach. Before the pot was served, the cold dishes were almost finished.

Yun Qingcen had no appetite, so he sat next to Ma Ge and ate vegetarian dishes, and then watched Ma Ge gobble up the big fish and meat, as if he had been reincarnated from starvation and had never eaten good food.

Just when Yun Qingcen was so bored that he drank two bottles of Coke, an unbelievable soft voice suddenly came from behind him: "Qingcen?"

Yun Qingcen put down the can and looked behind her.

Lang Zhuo stood behind him.

Lang Zhuo's eyes were complicated, and the emotions in his eyes couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

Yun Qingcen looked at Lang Zhuo and said naturally, "Shall we eat together?"

Lang Zhuo: "..."

Yun Qingcen sighed, raised his head and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Lang Zhuo said with difficulty: "Eat."

Inviting Lang Zhuo is equivalent to buy one get one free. Lang Zhuo still brought his younger sister with him this time. Lang Zhuo's sister is called Lang Qin. She is more like the old Lang Zhuo. She is shy and gentle. Once she finds out what other people like to eat, she will never pick it up with her chopsticks.

Lang Zhuo was in a daze the whole time, sitting there blankly, neither talking nor eating, his eyes fell on Yun Qingcen from time to time, but he couldn't speak a few times when he opened his mouth.

On the contrary, Yun Qingcen's attitude was very natural. He even asked Lang Zhuo: "Do you drink juice? I remember you like orange juice."

With a "click", everyone in the store focused their eyes on the table where Yun Qingcen was, and then turned back quickly.

Only Lang Zhuo stood there, his bowl and chopsticks were overturned on the ground, the porcelain bowl was torn apart, and Lang Zhuo's forehead was full of veins.

"Yun Qingcen..." Lang Zhuo looked up at Yun Qingcen with red eyes.

Yun Qingcen picked up a piece of corn and put it in his bowl, and stopped looking at Lang Zhuo. His voice was gentle: "Sit down, sit down and talk if you have anything to do."

Lang Qin looked at her brother uneasily. She knew that Lang Zhuo usually looked normal, but he had gone mad for a long time. He worked and went to work like a normal person, but that didn't mean he was a normal person. Lang Qin whispered: "Brother , sit down."

Lang Zhuo pursed his lips tightly. He looked at Yun Qingcen and squeezed out a sentence: "Is it you that I saw at the entrance of the theater before?"

It was a nightmare that haunted him for months.

Yun Qingcen put down his chopsticks after eating a small piece of corn, and said to Lang Zhuo, "Go out and talk."

Lang Zhuo followed Yun Qingcen out of the hot pot restaurant.

There was an alley next to the hot pot restaurant, and no one came in or out. The two of them walked in one after the other. Lang Zhuo looked at Yun Qingcen anxiously, and Yun Qingcen looked at him too. The two were silent for a long time.

"It's me." Yun Qingcen said softly.

Lang Zhuo's tears dripped down instantly. He couldn't believe it, and was heartbroken. He grabbed the clothes on his chest and shivered in the cold winter night: "Then why didn't you admit it? You didn't want to see me? Why?"

"Do you know how I have lived these past few months? Qingcen, am I sorry for you? Or did I do something wrong?"

His attention wasn't even on Yun Qingcen's resurrection.

Yun Qingcen's voice was very gentle, he seemed to be enlightening, but also seemed to be persuading: "I think it's better for you not to see me. You have already started a new life, so why hold on to the past? You see, without me , haven't you had a good time in the past ten years?"

"Very good?" Lang Zhuo looked at him with a sinister smile, "I'm not doing well at all."

Yun Qingcen sighed again: "Then what do you want me to do? Go to you and tell you that I died more than ten years ago, and then what? What do you want?"

Lang Zhuo was in a daze. If it was really what Yun Qingcen said, they...

Yun Qingcen: "I know what you want to do, Lang Zhuo."

Yun Qingcen's voice was soft, but her tone was firm: "I won't go to you because I don't want to see you, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."

Lang Zhuo looked at him in disbelief.

Yun Qingcen: "I don't care what kind of person I was in your heart before, but to me now, you are no different from a stranger. It makes no difference to me whether I see you or not."

Lang Zhuo's voice was as soft as a mosquito: "You are lying to me..."

Yun Qingcen was expressionless: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

Lang Zhuo almost broke down and shouted: "Did you encounter any trouble? Did you participate in some experiment to survive? Or did you not die ten years ago? Was it threatened? What happened to you? Qing Cen would never say such things to me!"

He seemed to have given Yun Qingcen all the excuses he could think of, but Yun Qingcen just looked at him calmly.

Lang Zhuo kept panting.

Yun Qingcen: "I used to treat you as a friend."

Lang Zhuo gasped for breath.

Yun Qingcen's eyes were a little sad: "But now I don't need friends."

"We won't meet again in the future, whether you blame me or hate me, we'll stop here."

When Yun Qingcen recalled the past, he didn't understand why everyone thought he preferred Zheng Shaowei. In fact, among all the people, he preferred Lang Zhuo the most.

Lang Zhuo is a very complete person. He has a nearly perfect family, loving parents, a warm family, and a sister who relies on him. His family conditions are average, but it doesn't make him lack food and clothing. He had a little low self-esteem when he was in college, but it didn't affect him much.

His outlook on life is not extreme, he has the three views of normal people, he will work hard for a better life, and he has his own bottom line in life and things.

He can have a normal life.

Even if he likes a man, based on his conditions, it is not difficult to find a lover who will be with him for a lifetime.

When Yun Qingcen got along with him, he never controlled him. This kind of non-control was a preference for Yun Qingcen.

So now he is willing to "let go" Lang Zhuo.

Lang Zhuo already has a new life, why bother to involve him in the haze of the past?

Yun Qingcen walked up to Lang Zhuo, he opened his arms, hugged Lang Zhuo tenderly, and said in Lang Zhuo's ear, "Goodbye."

Yun Qingcen stretched out his hand and tapped gently between Lang Zhuo's eyebrows.

Lang Zhuo suddenly became like a puppet.

Yun Qingcen no longer cared about him, but went back to the hot pot restaurant. When passing by Lang Qin, he also patted her on the shoulder lightly, and then grabbed Ma Ge to pay the bill.

When they were checking out, Lang Zhuo happened to come in from the outside, his eyes were a little confused, his footsteps were frivolous, and when he passed by, he seemed to turn his head to look at Yun Qingcen, but soon he looked away, Lang Qin waved to Lang Zhuo: "Brother! They're gone!"

Who are they eating with?

Lang Zhuo hesitated for a moment.

But he remembered quickly.

Today Lang Qin clamored to have dinner at an internet celebrity hot pot restaurant, but he couldn't hold her back.

There were too many people queuing up, and it was finally their turn, and the people at the previous table finally left.

Lang Zhuo walked towards Lang Qin, but his steps were not so firm.

He always felt that he forgot something, missed something.

Lang Qin: "Brother?"

Lang Zhuo finally stepped forward: "Here we come."

Just when he was about to sit back on the chair, he suddenly felt something and looked towards the gate of the hotpot restaurant.

Brother Ma rubbed his stomach and walked out of the store with Yun Qingcen. He asked softly, "I think you two knew each other before? How did you erase their memories?"

Yun Qingcen: "It's for his own good."

Brother Ma didn't believe it: "He might not think so."

Yun Qingcen glanced at Brother Ma, and said with a smile, "It's rare for me to be so considerate of others."

"What's more, if I give it, how can it be someone else's turn to ask if they want it or not?"

Brother Ma shrugged: "I don't quite understand the feelings of you mortals."

"Maybe the bystanders feel pain, but the people in it feel happy."

Yun Qingcen glanced at him sideways: "Brother Ma, you speak quite philosophically?"

Brother Ma touched his nose: "That's right, among the ghost guards, there are not many people who are more philosophical than me."

Yun Qingcen smiled, turned his head and glanced, the waiter served them a new pot, and the brother and sister were talking and laughing.

Yun Qingcen raised her eyebrows and stopped a taxi casually.

From now on, he will never see Lang Zhuo again.

Even if they met, they no longer knew each other.

It's a pity that he rarely does a good deed, but no one praises him.