my sick white moonlight

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"Why are you so sure that he is getting retribution?" Shi Zhiqing said with a smile while eating braised prawns.

He just listened to this kind of thing as gossip, talking about it at the dinner table, he was quite happy today.

"The dead don't lie. Blind Wang has done the calculations, and he can't be wrong." Zhang Youming said softly. He still ate his cold noodle steamed buns, but he ate them at home. Still more comfortable.

"Blind Wang is so powerful? I will ask him for a fortune-telling some other day." Shi Zhiqing just said casually.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Youming reacted so violently that he almost choked on the steamed bun. He pointed to the water cup on the coffee table and asked Shi Zhiqing to pass it to him, and then said, "Don't tell fortunes lightly. A good fortune teller has principles and is not so casual, unless It’s the fortune tellers who are in a dilemma and can’t figure it out, so they will help with the calculation. What troubles do you have now? Really.”

The first sentence of Zhang Youming's words was fine, but the latter sentence was clearly emotional.

"Why can't I have troubles?" Shi Zhiqing asked back, then made a vicious expression, ate a mouthful of hoof flowers, and said vaguely: "I was scared to death that day. I heard the intern in the office say that Wu Jialin fell to his death Oh, I thought you were looking for trouble, but that morning you were not quite right, and you still smelled like blood, which scared me to death."

"Even if it's related to me, why are you reacting so much?" Zhang Youming looked at Shi Zhiqing firmly, as if he wanted to see through him.

"It's scary for a normal person." Shi Zhiqing didn't dare to look Zhang Youming in the eyes, as if he was afraid that Zhang Youming had mind reading skills, afraid that he would see through his dirty thoughts. "But it's good that it has nothing to do with you. Otherwise, if you go back and forth, whether you can still do business, whether you can still make money, how will you marry a wife in the future?"

"How can I marry a wife like this?" Zhang Youming asked.

When Shi Zhiqing was asked this question, she began to feel annoyed again why she couldn't control her mouth and kept talking nonsense. "What's the matter with you? You are poor and have a bad job, and everything is good. Hey, you haven't considered changing jobs?"

"I didn't think about it." Zhang Youming said lightly, and then he didn't forget to add: "Besides being poor, I don't have a decent job. I'm still a cripple, a cripple who can't even run for a three-year-old child."

"You don't need to run, you just sit there quietly, you are a handsome man." Shi Zhiqing said.He also seems to be a bit on the fence with Zhang Youming. Zhang Youming loses his temper every time because of his bad legs, although most of the time he is sulking. "Besides, when your legs were good, I never saw you fall in love. If you don't fall in love, you don't talk about it. If you don't marry a wife, you don't marry. Anyway, I'm still single."

"You are you, I am me." Zhang Youming said.

Zhang Youming's words were indeed unpleasant, but Shi Zhiqing told herself this time, don't be angry, he didn't mean anything malicious.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Anyway, I think you are very good." Shi Zhiqing thought that Zhang Youming was good from the bottom of her heart. "What did you do when you went back that night? You said that you usually don't do anything, so why did you help others while lying in the hospital that night?"

Zhang Youming was stunned for two seconds. That night he spent a lot of yang energy hiding his body and brought Wen Ying to find Wu Jialin, wanting to ask for an explanation, but who would have thought that the man would go half crazy when he saw Wen Ying's mother and son who were burnt to pieces. After telling the truth, the ins and outs of the future came out, and then the person went completely crazy, stumbled and fell from the building.

But he certainly couldn't tell Shi Zhiqing like this, and after thinking for a few seconds, he opened his mouth and said, "Duan Meizhang has something to ask me, he said that someone asked him to complain."

"What is a complaint?" Shi Zhiqing heard this word for the first time.

"There is a folk saying that after someone dies, he entrusts a dream to the living, hoping to help uphold justice. It's just a folklore, don't take it seriously." Zhang Youming looked at Shi Zhiqing's questioning look, and deliberately emphasized that sentence.

"I've heard about dreaming when I was young. However, it's better to believe that this kind of thing exists." After finishing speaking, Shi Zhiqing ate the last prawn with a sullen head, then suddenly raised her head and asked: "Do you believe there is such a thing?" Parallel time and space?"

"I don't really understand." Zhang Youming said.

Shi Zhiqing became interested, and as soon as she put down her chopsticks, she began to say: "I always believed that dreams are ordinary time and space, and there is another me living in it."

"Didn't the dream be related to the subconscious mind?" Zhang Youming said.

"But some dreams cannot be explained by the subconscious at all."

"Like?"

Now Shi Zhiqing was stumped, he couldn't tell Zhang Youming about those very real sex dreams he had recently.

"If you ask me that way, I really can't remember it all at once."

"Have you had frequent dreams recently?" Zhang Youming tilted his head and asked, looking at Shi Zhiqing with a slightly strange look.

Shi Zhiqing was startled, did Zhang Youming feel something because of her hesitation just now?But at this time, as long as you pretend to be calm and talk nonsense with the cheek, nothing will go wrong. "Yes, the dream of a powerful and unconstrained style, most of the time I am a knight wandering in the rivers and lakes."

"You mean you are a knight in parallel time and space?" Zhang Youming asked.

"Ah, you can put it this way." Shi Zhiqing sighed, and complained: "Chatting with you is really boring, I'd better go wash the dishes."

Shi Zhiqing tidied up the kitchen and came out, Zhang Youming was still sitting and playing with her mobile phone without moving her seat, Shi Zhiqing took off her apron, turned around and hung it behind the door, and then asked Zhang Youming: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Zhang Youming usually doesn't like to go out and walk, let alone take a walk. If he has this time, he might as well go to the rehabilitation center to exercise his left leg muscles.

"I don't want to go."

"Okay." Shi Zhiqing spread her hands, she should have expected it long ago.

After speaking, Shi Zhiqing sat across from Zhang Youming, stared at Zhang Youming carefully, felt Shi Zhiqing's gaze, Zhang Youming said, "Why are you looking at me?"

Shi Zhiqing almost blushed when Zhang Youming asked her such a question, this person is like this, he pushes every inch.

"My mother asked me to help you find someone." Shi Zhiqing suddenly remembered the job that Shi Zhenzhu had given her.

After Zhang Youming heard this, he turned off the screen of the phone, tilted his head slightly to look at Shi Zhiqing, and said with a look of interest, "Okay, if the girl doesn't dislike her, of course I'd be happy, the person you know, Should be pretty good, right?"

Hearing what Zhang Youming said, Shi Zhiqing couldn't be happy at all, her face collapsed as soon as she said it, and she said in a muffled voice, "It's all pretty good."

"You don't seem willing to introduce me?"

"No."

Shi Zhiqing was a duplicitous master, she left without sitting for a while after talking about this matter, and kept thinking on the way back, how much longer could she endure like this?

Since high school, Shi Zhiqing has been probing and probing like this, but there is no result, and it is himself who suffers.

After the graduation trip after the college entrance examination, when passing by Delingha by train, Shi Zhiqing even wrote a small note, I don't care about human beings tonight, I only think about you.

Zhang Youming saw the little note, he hadn't had such a bad temper back then, so he took the little note and pressed Shi Zhiqing on the lower bunk of the train, asking if Shi Zhiqing had a girl he liked.

Shi Zhiqing was looking up at Zhang Youming, and was shaken by him again, coupled with the sound of the green leather train, his thoughts were in a mess. At that moment, he wanted to tell Zhang Youming why he likes girls Son, I like you, big fool, I like you.

But in the end I held back.

Shi Zhiqing still has that note up to now. Over the years, the handwriting has become blurred, the letter paper has turned yellow, and the accompanying memories of youth have gradually faded away.

Shi Zhiqing thought, even if he didn't get married, he couldn't keep wasting like this. He couldn't miss other people because of Zhang Youming.

Shi Zhiqing downloaded a dating app, chatted with people nearby, and even met them, but Shi Zhiqing didn't expect that Zhang Youming bumped into her for the first time when she went out to meet a netizen.