I want to talk to the author about life

Tang Chao felt a splitting headache when he woke up.

He turned off the alarm, turned over in pain on the bed, and wrapped himself into a round cocoon with the quilt.

what happened to him?

The brain seemed to be rusted, and it was overwhelmed and running at a slow speed——Last night, Brother Xiang celebrated his birthday, they went to sing K, the taxi broke down on the way, and he took the car of Fang Mubo's colleague...

Fang Mubo!

Tang Chao opened his eyes suddenly. He stared blankly at the window for a while, then lifted the quilt and took a quick peek inside.

All naked.

...they had sex again last night?

Tang Chao lay back upright like a corpse. He moved a little, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him.

should not.He breathed a sigh of relief, put his arms over his eyes, stared in a daze for a while, and then fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, his mind was much clearer, and the sheets around him had already lost their temperature. Fang Mubo must have been away for a long time. Tang Chao slowly got up, and the unclear memories of last night flooded into his head. in mind.

Hold.Tang Chao cursed secretly, his face was burning. Although he didn't see himself begging Fang Mubo in a "pretty and pitiful" way, he could imagine how miserable he was at that time just by thinking about it.He put on his clothes, washed up and went into the living room. There was a cooked breakfast on the living room table and a post-it note next to it.

Tang Chao tore off the post-it note, took a look, and saw two lines of concise words:

Eat it while it is hot, and be careful of catching a cold.

Sorry.

Fang Mubo's handwriting was very clean and unrestrained. Tang Chao glanced at Fang Mubo's breakfast with complicated emotions, and put the post-it note in the book at hand.

It is also difficult for Fang Mubo to cook a decent meal. Tang Chao seldom cooks at home, and there are only simple ingredients and snacks in the refrigerator.Tang Chao was groggy for most of the night last night. He was so hungry that he ate all his food in two or three bites.

The taste is pretty good, and it doesn't look like Fang Mubo is a family type.Tang Chao thought wildly.

After the meal, Tang Chao spent 5 minutes forcing himself to forget what happened last night. He stuffed the undamaged family planning supplies and lubrication in his pocket into the bedside table, packed his schoolbag and was about to go out.

He froze the moment the door opened.

Lan Kuiyu was sitting against the wall at the door of his house. She hugged her knees with her hands, her face was buried in her arms, her long straight black hair fell naturally, and she curled up into a sleeping Zhengxiang, making her look even more petite.The morning in April was quite cold, and she shrank her neck slightly, as if feeling cold.

Why is she here?

Tang Chao looked back at the wall clock on the wall in the room - there is still some time before class starts.

No matter what, you can't let people just sit here.

"Hello." He leaned over and woke Lan Kuiyu softly, Lan Kuiyu raised her head from her arms, her eyes were confused for a moment.

That look was completely different from Lan Kuiyu's harmless, Tang Chao unconsciously slowed down his voice: "Would you like to go inside to keep warm?"

Lan Kuiyu nodded, not being polite to Tang Chao at all, she stood up and patted her buttocks.She seemed a little sleepy, stretched her arms, bent down to pick up the Tang knife that had been lying on the ground before, and walked into the room with sleepy eyes.

The knife was blocked by Lan Kuiyu's body, and Tang Chao didn't notice its existence at all before. Seeing Lan Kuiyu's extremely natural posture of lifting the knife and the blood stained from the bandage on his hand, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

After struggling for a few seconds between controlling the knife and the wounded, Tang Chao chose to focus on the latter first.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, closing the door.

Lan Kuiyu sat down on the sofa, put the knife on the tea table casually, and hugged the pillow in her arms.Hearing this, she looked down at her left hand, said ah, and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's not my blood."

Tang Chao: ... Is that what he thought?

Lan Kuiyu completely ignored Tang Chao who was frozen in place. She closed her eyes tiredly and adjusted a comfortable posture. Suddenly, her body shook and she sneezed. superior.

Tang Chao was shocked by her and came back to his senses. He thought that the girl must have caught a cold outside, so he searched for cold medicine without saying a word.

The box of Sanjiu in the medicine cabinet was unsealed, and there was a pack missing, which should have been given to him by Fang Mubo last night.Tang Chao could still vaguely remember the man's strong shoulders and the temperature in his arms. He quickly shook his head to drive the thoughts out of his mind, and poured hot water on Lan Kuiyu for the medicine.

"Drink some medicine, warm and warm, don't catch a cold."

Taking the cup with both hands, Lan Kuiyu stared fixedly at Tang Chao, his brows were slightly blurred by the hot air, Tang Chao felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and was about to look away when Lan Kuiyu whispered: " My brother was like that before."

"Really." Tang Chao sat down on another sofa, lifted his trousers and looked at the less swollen ankle.Lan Kuiyu drank the medicine in one breath, put the cup on the coffee table, narrowed her eyes again: "Tang Chao."

"Huh?" Tang Chao straightened his trouser legs and looked at her. Lan Kuiyu's eyes showed undisguised exhaustion. Her bloodstained hand clutched the corner of the pillow and asked softly, "If you have to be with someone If we were together, who would you choose?"

Tang Chao was silent for a while, then asked, "Do I have a choice?"

"It's not just Fang Mubo." Lan Kuiyu stared at Tang Chao's eyes and said slowly, "I've read the plot, and there are four other men related to you in this book besides Fang Mubo."

four? !

Tang Chao was shocked.

He immediately understood what Lan Kuiyu didn't say clearly, and his complexion turned pale in an instant. Everything that happened inexplicably when he faced Jiang You that afternoon came to his mind again.

"This is Ben..." Tang Chao murmured, and the final sound couldn't help trembling: "This is Ben's np?"

"Yes." Lan Kuiyu's voice became softer, and she moved her hand, as if she wanted to appease Tang Chao, but quickly restrained her subconscious behavior: "You should have guessed it, one of them is you A good friend of yours, and the other is the doctor who asked you for a phone call that day."

Tang Chao didn't speak for a long time, Lan Kuiyu looked at him quietly, her eyes were far-reaching and contained imperceptible sadness, as if she saw another person through him.

"...I gave Fang Mubo's phone number to the doctor that day." Tang Chao whispered.

"So he sent Fang Mubo all the things he was supposed to send to you." As if thinking of something happy, a gloating smile appeared on the corner of Lan Kuiyu's lips.The smile quickly disappeared, and she brushed aside the hair hanging in front of her eyes, and continued: "I can only do my best to leave a main line in this book, and you can identify a you before I act. people who want to be together."

Pick someone who wants to be with you.

But I don't like any of them.

Tang Chao felt his eyes go dark for a while. The impact of this news was greater than when he knew that the world was a book. Before he was forced to follow the plot, now Lan Kuiyu told him that he could actually choose. of.

But what is the use of this choice?Since he has to be with a man anyway, who is that man, what difference does it make?

He wouldn't like any of them anyway.

"I'm going to be late." Lan Kuiyu's voice pulled Tang Chao back from his confusion. At some point, she walked up to Tang Chao, put her hand on his chin and raised his lowered head, with a smile in her eyes : "I know you can't choose. If you don't want to choose, just leave it to me."

She reached out and patted Tang Chao's head lightly, then stretched and walked to the bathroom on her own: "You go to class, mind if I use the bathroom?"

"Use it." Tang Chao pursed his lips and stood up. He was a little embarrassed to be patted on the head by such a girl who looked younger than him. He glanced at his watch, and if he didn't leave, he would really be late.

Tang Chao had just picked up his schoolbag when he saw Lan Kuiyu poking her head out of the door.

"Be careful on the road," she said.

Tang Chao was taken aback by her sudden instruction, he nodded uncomfortably and went out, feeling as if he really had a younger sister.

Lan Kuiyu stood in front of the sink, stared at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, and turned on the faucet to rinse the blood on her hands.

Turning off the faucet, she shook her hands, and took off her shirt two or three times, revealing the hideous knife wound that ran through her entire back.

The injury looked like it had been there for a long time, with a layer of blood scabs, and the lower back was torn due to strenuous exercise, and blood was oozing again.

Lan Kuiyu wiped off the blood with her back to the mirror, and threw the paper towel into the toilet.

——Please forgive my arbitrary decision.

"Fuck..." Zhang Ming got up from the ground in pain, clutching his neck, and his eyes turned black.

This little girl looks so pretty, why is she so dark when she starts to act!

He leaned on the wall and stood up straight, looking around. Fortunately, the house changed back to the one he was familiar with.

Last night they teamed up to clean up the person in his house. Zhang Ming originally thought that they would be on the same front, but who knew that the girl knocked him unconscious with a knife while he was not prepared.

Zhang Ming wanted to curse, but remembered that he didn't even know the girl's name.

What happened yesterday was beyond his comprehension, Zhang Ming lay down on the bed unsteadily, closed his eyes, his mind was full of Lan Kuiyu's figure dangling.

Be sure to ask her what her name is next time you meet.

He turned over, thinking in a daze.

I hope next time the two of them can have a good conversation.