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Tang Chao did not give his contact information to You Zhihong on a whim. After you can contact him directly, it is not worthwhile for You Zhihong to send that kind of text message to attract his attention. If You Zhihong wants to ask him out When he came out, he directly excused that he had to be busy with something. He didn't believe that something could happen when the two of them had no chance to get along at all.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the plot deliberately makes them meet by chance, but this is force majeure, no matter how much Tang Chao can do nothing, it is not within the scope of consideration for the time being.

Tang Chaoyou chatted with Fang Mubo for a while, and when the taxi stopped downstairs, he hung up the phone, opened the door after paying, and politely said, "Thank you, master."

What he didn't notice was that the taxi driver who was silent all the way, just like Fang Mubo, kept watching his figure, and he didn't leave until he entered the house.

"Brother Yang" lit a cigarette. He was not addicted to cigarettes. As an important informant and the leader of the seventh group, Shiratori did not allow him to use any addictive substances too much, but since that incident happened , he had to rely on this thing to anesthetize his nerves.

So much alike, so much alike.

The smog is lingering and scattered in the silent night. The bright windows in the residential buildings are extinguished one by one, and the bugs are flying around the street lamps, hitting the lampshade from time to time and making a "snap" sound, so that the night will not fall into complete silence.He looked at the window of Tang Chao's house, as if he could see the phantom he thought about day and night from the darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, he glanced at the electronic watch on the taxi: it was [-]:[-] in the morning.

He opened the car door and got out of the car, stood still and quietly finished smoking the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stamped it out, moved his wrist carelessly, and walked around the base of the building wall.

With a rough idea in mind, he stretched out his hand to pull the protruding window sill on the first floor, exerted force with his arms, and propped himself up, using the outdoor unit of the air conditioner outside the building, the window sill or the security window to climb all the way up.In the night, he was dressed in black, and it took only ten seconds to climb to the window of Tang Chao's house on the third floor like a ghost.

With one hand propped on the window sill, the tip of his toes protruding from the upper edge of the window on the second floor, he pushed open the window, and slipped in like a fish swimming in the water.

Tang Chao had already fallen asleep, and the house was in darkness. He didn't turn on any lighting equipment, but walked out of the kitchen and into the bedroom by the meager moonlight and light.

The quilt in the middle of the bed bulged a small bag, the young man wrapped himself tightly with only his head exposed, with his back to the door, his footsteps paused for a moment - that person also likes this sleeping position, wrapping himself completely in the quilt Stay, don't show your hands and feet outside.He once asked why, and the man sat on a church pew and replied with great seriousness: he was afraid that something would cut off the parts of his body that were exposed outside the covers while he was asleep.

court water.

He went around to the other end, squatted down slowly, and half-kneeled beside the bed, putting himself at a height where he could look at the sleeping young man on the bed.Tang Chao slept deeply, his breathing was deep and steady, he didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were slightly parted, and the corners of his lips were sparkling - that would happen to that person every time he fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, he couldn't control it Salivating a little, and finally woke up by his own saliva.

The moonlight shone on his face through the gaps in the curtains, the arc of the eyelashes, the curve of the tip of the nose, and the small light-colored mole next to the left eye, all came alive with the shallow ups and downs of breathing, instantly filling his frenzied and twisted eyes Thoughts and fading memories.

Exactly the same, exactly the same.

He still remembers the appearance of that man when he first met him in the church. The boy knelt in front of the priest, holding a cross pendant and praying devoutly. On the small mole on his head, the girl with a knife on his back put on a snow-white teaching robe for him, her soft black hair brushing against the neckline.

That person didn't like to call him Team Leader or Brother Yang, and always called him by his first name. The simple "Qin Ruoyang" seemed to be completely different in his mouth, and it was endowed with a meaning that belonged to the two of them.

court water.

The young man in front of him uttered indistinct dreams, and his brows tended to become more tightly frowned. Qin Ruoyang subconsciously raised his hand to smooth him out, but stopped when he was about to touch Tang Chao.

—it's not him.

he said to himself.No matter how much he looks like, no matter how much he is used to, this is not him after all.The real Ting Shui had already died that night, and Qin Ruoyang clearly remembered him lying on the altar covered in blood, holding his hand and crying so hard that he couldn't even speak.He can remember it for a lifetime.

Qin Ruoyang knelt beside Tang Chao's bed all night, and left just before dawn.His knees were barely straight, but he didn't care.

Ting Shui always said with a smile that he had no temper, but he knew that the real him was just like the leader said, a desperate mad wolf.

Soon, he will take revenge with his own hands on the one who caused all this, the supreme being who created the world.

When Tang Chao woke up, he felt a little blocked for some reason.

He sat on the bed for a while, thinking that he might have had a bad dream at night, but he couldn't remember it.

The curtains were pulled tightly, leaving no gaps.After Tang Chao got dressed, he opened the curtains, and the morning sun came in, illuminating the whole bedroom brightly.

He rubbed his eyes and walked into the bathroom, and went out to school half an hour later. The sports meeting was still being held today. Tang Chao didn't plan to watch it, but went to the library.

You Zhihong added him on WeChat, and the two of them said hello to each other last night and didn't talk anymore, but Fang Mubo chatted with him for a while after returning home from work until Tang Chao fell asleep.

In the afternoon, Jiang You also came over. With his bag on his back, he opened the chair opposite Tang Chao and sat down. His first sentence was: "I broke up with Xia Bing."

Xia Bing was the cheerleader's name. Tang Chao was reading a science fiction novel when he heard this and raised his head, "Huh?" in surprise.

"I'll talk to you later." Jiang You obviously didn't want to talk more in the library, Tang Chao nodded and continued to read the book. A few minutes passed but he didn't read a word.

Jiang You and Xia Bing broke up, and without a girlfriend to accompany him, it meant that he would resume his days of going out with Tang Chao both in and out of class.

Tang Chao didn't want to be alone with Jiang You when the middleman hadn't been dealt with, so it would be really troublesome.

He was so annoyed that he couldn't read the book, so he took out his mobile phone to harass Fang Mubo. Fang Mubo was sitting with Chen Mo in the tea room discussing plans for the next season. When he saw a message from Tang Chao, he clicked on the reply immediately.

"Who is this?" Chen Mo poked his head to see.

Fang Mubo: "My little friend."

"Yo, I got it so soon." Chen Mo's eyes lit up.

"Haven't caught up yet." Fang Mubo corrected him.

When Fang Mubo said this about Chen Mo, he became even more curious: "Didn't catch up? Is there someone who can't catch up with you, an old fritter? Hey, did you show me any photos?"

"I don't have a picture of him. I'll show you when I take a picture." Fang Mubo hesitated for a moment, but said, "He's straight."

Chen Mo was really taken aback: "I rely on Lao Fang, it's ok, I have stretched my claws to the little straight man, what do you think?"

Fang Mubo smiled, and automatically skipped the topic: "Okay, let's go on, finish things early, so I can spare time to go on a date."

At noon, the two came out of the library to eat together. Tang Chao carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and finally had the opportunity to ask, "Why did you break up?"

"No reason, it doesn't feel right after being together for this period of time." Jiang You replied lightly.When he said this, he looked down at the steps under his feet, and there was imperceptible irritability in the depths of his eyes.

Jiang You didn't seem to be sad because of the broken relationship, which made Tang Chao more vigilant.

He probably really didn't like Xia Bing, just like Tang Chao thought at first, everything was done on purpose for him to see.

Tang Chao sighed silently, hesitated for a while, and said, "Jiang You, I might be in a relationship."

"Huh?" Jiang You turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "What?"

"I might be in a relationship." Tang Chao repeated, patted Jiang You's hand that was holding his arm tightly: "Hey, don't get excited, although it's a good thing that I'm getting out of the singles, you don't have to get too excited I'll strangle it."

Jiang You let go, and asked like a cannonball: "Who are you with? Zhou Yibing? Did you confess to her? When?"

Zhou Yibing is the name of the goddess Tang Chao. Tang Chao took a step back when forced by Jiang You, and said helplessly, "No, no, it's not her. I don't plan to chase her anymore."

"Who is that?" Jiang You frowned: "Didn't you say that you only liked Zhou Yibing?"

"You don't know me." Tang Chao walked quickly to the cafeteria: "I can't catch up with Zhou Yibing. I can't hang myself on a tree."

"Is it from our school?" Jiang You still asked reluctantly.

"No." Tang Chao said: "I told you that you don't know each other anymore."

Jiang You must have been beaten to death, but he never thought that the person he wanted to fall in love with was a man. Tang Chao thought for a while, and added: "We haven't officially started dating yet, but I think it should be almost the same."

Jiang You hesitated: "Do you like her?"

"Of course, if I don't like me, why should I fall in love." Tang Chao heard the frustration in Jiang You's voice, and gave him such an answer very firmly.But in fact, the other party, Mu Bo, he still doesn't have the feeling of liking, at most, he can only think that he is good.

"That's it." Jiang You lowered his voice: "Okay, as long as you think it's suitable, don't forget to show me when you're done."

"Of course." Tang Chao smiled slightly:

"You are my best friend, of course I want to show you."