Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

The decoration of the book bar was a little faster than expected. It was installed half a month before the school started, and the rest was some simple arrangement and display.

Immediately afterwards, Zhulong won his birthday. His birthday in this life is a bit funny when you think about it. He is obviously a thousand-year-old, but he still wants to celebrate his birthday.

It was my birthday on 2.13th, which happened to be Valentine's Day the next day. The street was full of couples. Zhu Chong cooked a bowl of noodles for himself, and watched the passers-by in a hurry outside the window while eating. .

The school on the opposite side has not started school yet, but this street is close to the school and has everything to eat, drink and have fun. There is no shortage of people at ordinary times. The small book bar in Zhulong has not opened yet, and the sign has not been hung, but there are already students passing by I looked around curiously.

A black car was parked on the opposite side of the road. Zhu Tong was not sensitive to these cars and the like, and he didn't know what brand it was. He only saw a few young people pointing at the car as they passed by. It is quite expensive to think about it.

"jingle--"

The shell wind chime that Zhu Chang hung on the door rang, and Zhu Chang looked towards the door in surprise.

I saw the owner of the small pharmacy next door, the little old man who had come to make trouble with the bamboo stick, walking over with his broken wooden stick, wagging his nose.

"Hey——little boy, what did you do? Hurry up and get me a bowl for the old man!" He yelled as if his stomach was still rumbling.

Zhu Xi swallowed the noodles in his mouth silently, watching the old man sitting opposite him naturally, his eyes were covered by thick glasses, and he could feel his wolf-like hungry eyes.

Sighing, the old man's nose is really sharp, Zhu Tong silently went to the back kitchen to serve him noodles, and kept comforting himself in his heart, why bother with an old man?Don't they all say old children?The older I get, the more I look like a child.

The old man saw that the bamboo spoon was filling himself with noodles obediently, and nodded in satisfaction. When the bamboo spoon came back with the bowl in hand, he eagerly grabbed the bowl, causing the hot soup to spill out a little, splashing on Zhutong's hand, and instantly turning red. took a slice.

"hiss--"

The old man saw the bamboo stick holding his hand and eating the noodles, muttering, "Squeamish!"

Zhu Xuan's face turned black, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, the old man ate two bowls of noodles in a row before stopping to chopsticks. He slumped comfortably on the softly cushioned chair specially made by bamboo, and belched contentedly.

Zhuzhen stood up, picked up the bowl and was about to take it back to the back kitchen, but the old man suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Zhu Xi staggered and almost threw the bowl in his hand, at this moment he was already a little angry.

The old man didn't seem to know how to read people's faces. He pinched his life gate with two fingers, and stroked his white beard with the other hand, and wiped all the noodle soup on his beard.

After a while, the old man raised his head, looked at the bamboo shovel, looked at the bamboo shovel again, and spoke.

"Young man! Your seal is black! It looks like there is a bloody disaster! I have a Dao talisman here to keep you safe! Only five hundred! How about it?"

Zhu Xi withdrew his hand, took the bowl and went to the back kitchen. The old man said it was [-] last time, why is it [-] today!

Bamboo is deeply convinced that this is an old urchin!

When Zhuzhang washed the dishes and came out while wiping his hands, the old man had already left, and there were still passers-by in a hurry outside the window, and a black car was parked opposite.

The next day, Zhuhong went to the only hospital in the town for an examination. When the results came out, the doctor wearing reading glasses politely minded whether he should be hospitalized or change to a bigger hospital.

Zhu Xi smiled lightly, and said many times that he knew his own body well, but only wanted the doctor to prescribe some commonly used medicines, and the doctor reluctantly let him go, but he didn't prescribe less medicine.

In the afternoon, Zhu Chong returned home with a big bag of medicines. His apartment was connected to the bookstore in front of him. If he entered from the apartment, he had to go around the road, so he went directly in front.

There was a black car parked next to the book bar. When Zhutong passed by, he subconsciously looked inside. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

Arriving at the door of the book bar, Zhu Tong pushed open the anti-theft iron door with difficulty with his frozen fingers, then opened the glass door, entered the room, and sighed instantly, the room was still warm.

The brand of the book bar is already looking for someone to make it. The simple style is called "Book Bar". A dessert shop stocked in and delivered fresh desserts every morning.Everything is proceeding step by step, he has been for a long, long time, and he has not thought about Qu An anymore.

On March 3st, the book bar officially opened, and the business was not bad on the opening day. There was soothing music playing in the book bar, and a big "no loud noise" sign was hung on the wall. A good place to spend half a day in Fusheng.

In fact, Zhu Chong didn't really care about whether the business was good or not. He just wanted to find something to do for himself. After all, he also deeply understood that the time he could stay in this world was not long.

Thinking of this, he gently stretched out his hand to press the position of his heart, felt the weak heartbeat under his thin chest, and smiled helplessly.

A few female high school students in the distance gathered together, with books covering their faces, secretly pointing at the bamboo pole, their ears turning red from time to time.

This little boss who appeared suddenly was full of mystery. He obviously looked about the same age as them, but he often frowned and dazed. His pale face and pale pink lips revealed a kind of melancholic and handsome atmosphere all the time. It was really annoying. caught the attention of this group of little girls, but for all of this, Zhu Xing himself did not know it.

A series of piercing and loud car horns suddenly came from outside the book bar. Zhu Tong frowned and looked over. Several students in the book bar also saw it, and some even covered their ears exaggeratedly.

The whistle sounded for a long time, and some people in the book bar began to complain. The bamboo stick pressed the heart, and there were constant protests because of the noise.

He got up, walked out helplessly, came to the front of the car, bent over to get close to the dark window, and knocked on it with his finger, but no one in the car paid attention to him, but the whistle suddenly stopped.

Bamboo knocked again, but there was still no one, so he had no choice but to go back to the book bar, but fortunately there was no whistle.

Several students in the book bar had already chatted together, and the deliberately low voice did not escape Zhu's ears.

"Is that car sick? Why don't you keep honking the horn? It's so annoying!"

"Who knows! The car is parked here every day, and I don't know who owns it. I thought there was no one in it. I only knew there was someone in it when I heard the horn!"

"Me too! I've never seen anyone get out of that car! I park here every day and still don't get out! It can't be a pervert!"

"Hey - I have goosebumps from what you said, and the car is still there when school is over at night! No, I have to call my dad and ask him to pick me up at night!"

"Ah - I want my family to pick me up too!"

Zhu Xun looked at his book with a natural expression, while drinking the mellow coffee with a lot of fresh milk, he was not interested in the discussion of the group of students at all.

Zhu's book bar closes very late, usually around ten o'clock, it's not because there are too many customers at night, it's just that Zhu Chang has nothing to do, he also likes to listen to soothing music in the book bar, read a book Described and portrayed in the book, one after another love and hatred, freehand rivers and lakes.

It's the end of March now, and it's almost spring. He looked up and looked outside, and was surprised to find that the black car that hadn't shown up for several days was parked there again.

He drank the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp, looked at the half-read book in his hand, thought for a while, put the bookmark, closed the book, casually put on a coat, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, the oncoming cold wind made him sneezed uncomfortably. It was almost April and it was still surprisingly cold.

He walked towards the dark car, looked at his own face gradually reflected on the car glass, and sighed.

Then he stretched out his hand, just like that day, and lightly knocked on the car window.

"Knock Knock-"

The people in the car didn't respond.

"Knock Knock-"

The people in the car still didn't respond.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Zhu's patience was exhausted, he kicked the car door so hard that the car door made an overwhelmed and dull sound.

The people in the car still didn't respond at all, Zhu Tong was really angry now, he looked around, and finally found a big stone under a street lamp, he ran over and lifted it up with great effort, holding the stone to face The car window swayed, as if it was weighing how hard it would be to smash it over.

Finally, just as the bamboo was about to smash through, the car door made a soft "click", and a tall figure pushed the door out.

Seeing the person who came out, Zhu Xuan pouted, and casually dropped the stone in his hand. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The edge of the stone scraped down along the car body, leaving a long trace.

Zhu Xun casually wiped the dust on his body with one hand, tugged at his coat, turned and walked back.

The tall figure behind him hesitated for a moment, then followed.

As soon as he entered the book bar, besides the warm breath, there was also the smell of coffee. Zhu took off his coat, washed his hands, poured a cup of coffee, took it out, and put it in front of the man who was consciously looking for a place to sit down.

The man looked at the coffee in front of him, his black and deep eyes turned, resting on Zhu's face, he spoke for a while, and at this time, Zhu's just opened his mouth, and the voices of the two were intertwined.

"Of course, you've lost weight."

"Gu Xunuo, don't come here again."