time travel sweet

Zhang Jia got up early today, washed up and changed into a set of clean clothes, went out and took a taxi to the address Guan Ju told him last night.

Guan Ju told him last night that he wanted to use the Yaotai mirror to take a look at this place in advance, but the Yaotai mirror showed about a few meters around this place, and he could no longer move it.

Zhang Jia also checked this address on the Internet yesterday, but the web page could not be loaded.

Zhang Jia tilted his head and looked at the address on the paper, frowning tightly--

0710 Lakeside Street.

"Master, do you know what happened on Lakeside Street?" Zhang Jia decided to ask the taxi driver who was very well informed about gossip.

"Oh, you really asked this question. If it were someone else, they might not know about it." The red light in front of him turned on, and the driver stopped the car slowly, "About five or six years ago, I sent a The old lady went to Lakeside Street. After she went down, I parked the car on the side of the road to smoke a cigarette. But the old lady came back after a while and said that she had died. I can’t get in at all. It stands to reason that there was a fatality, and there was such a big commotion, it’s impossible for there to be no noise at all, but I went back and checked, and the newspapers and TV didn’t report it at all! If you want me to say it’s a crime It's someone with a background, how can we let us, ordinary people, have the ability..."

The master driver was still talking, but Zhang Jia couldn't listen at all.

To kill, shall I go? !

A crispy duck writer is actually a pervert? !Was it prompted by editors and readers? !

Just as Zhang Jia was frowning, the driver said, "Hey, here we are, fifteen in total, WeChat and Alipay?"

Zhang Jia let out an "oh", scanned the QR code to pay in a panic, and got out of the car.

Zhang Jia watched the taxi gradually move away from his sight before slowly turning his head to look at No. 0710 Lakeside Street behind him.

Generally speaking, although it has been in disrepair for a long time, the walls covered with ivy and the faintly exposed intricate patterns on the gate still show that this was once a luxuriously decorated villa.

Zhang Jia looked at the rusty doorbell and pressed it hesitantly.

"Hiss... ding ding..." The doorbell made several sounds similar to the coughing of an elderly person.Zhang Jia's hairs stood on end when he heard that voice.

Zhang Jia waited outside the door for a while before the door opened slowly.A fair-looking, very cute boy showed his head mischievously.

"Who are you?" The boy blinked his bright eyes at Zhang Jia curiously. This action immediately reminded Zhang Jia of A Tong, and his heart instantly relaxed a little.

"I'm Zhang Jia," Zhang Jia squatted down, "Where's your lord?"

"Dad, someone is coming!" the boy shouted while running "plop plop".

A gentle male voice sounded, gently educating the boy not to run around.

"Excuse me..." A man opened the door and was stunned the moment he saw Zhang Jia.

Zhang Jia was also stunned for a moment.

This man looks exactly like Huojiu.

If there is a difference, it is that this man is full of warmth that has been smoothed by the years, but without Huojiu's evil charm and disrespect.

The man quickly responded, "Please come in."

Zhang Jia also reacted, nodded and entered the room.

The inside of the house is not as dilapidated as the outside, the decoration is very warm, and there are a few naive paintings on the walls.

The man brought Zhang Jia a glass of water, rubbed his hands and sat down in front of Zhang Jia, and asked with some doubts on his face, "Have we met before? I think you look familiar."

Zhang Jia nodded, "That's right. I met you in another world."

The man wondered for a moment whether it was his ears or Zhang Jia's brain.

"You... what did you say?"

Zhang Jia took a sip of water, "Did you write a novel called Time Traveling Makes People Sweet?"

The man nodded, the doubt on his face remained unchanged, "Yes, how do you know?"

Zhang Jia put the cup on the tea table in front of him, "Because I just traveled into that novel of yours, and then traveled back."