HBWnovel Chapter 25 Coffee Shadow Trial 1 Time
Chapter 25 Coffee Shadow Trial 1 Time
Bai Ze's original plan was to use the astonishing speed of the bulletin board to announce the love affair of the ghost lamp to the whole hell under the premise of concealing his identity.
He modified the network address, used a mobile phone that does not display the model to take photos with clever angles, and provided all possible clues. The target was directed at the ghost lamp, while leaving a little bit of suspense.
Except for himself and the person who sent this ticket, no one knows who the publisher is, but emotional matters are complicated and confusing, especially this time, the object is still the ghost lamp who is insulated from love no matter how he responds , the result will trigger a landslide-like frenzy of gossip.
According to the general law, if the person concerned is silent, it means that he has an unrequited love by default; if he denies it, it means that he has an unrequited love; An unrequited love who loves so much that he spurs blood but can't ask for it—all in all, he is definitely wearing the hat of unrequited love.
No.1 among all the ghosts, the man standing at the top of Yan Mo Temple, would actually become the talking point of the whole hell because of a photo, just thinking about it makes people laugh out loud.
Bai Ze was so excited about this idea that he forgot to modify the input method and almost typed the text into idiomatic Chinese.
This line of words is acceptable, but it took him a lot of effort to type it out.When Bai Ze wrote the word "like", his fingers were too stiff to slide from one end of the keyboard to the other. The first time he pressed it, he typed it as "Kong き", and the second time he typed it as "Tou ki" by mistake.
He coughed, knowing that he was the only one in the whole pharmacy, he still pretended to explain: "It's just that I haven't typed for a long time."
"It's okay buddy, the one who admits first is always going to be a little nervous."
A voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Bai Ze was so startled that he almost fell off the chair.
He grabbed the medicine pestle left by the intern on the counter, looked around vigilantly, checked from the entrance to the bottom of the table, and finally found that the sound came from the mirror that Momotaro moved out of the warehouse.
In the large western-made bronze mirror, his shadow is standing with folded arms, staring at him with a smirk.
It's not a pleasant thing to see such an expression on his own face, Bai Ze raised the pestle: "Laughing again will smash you."
"Relax baby, I'm innocent." Shadow said in Chinese with a strange accent, "I swear to heaven that I won't tell anyone your secret."
Bai Ze sat back in the chair and threw the stone pestle from one hand to the other: "What secret? I have no secrets to tell."
He turned around as the pestle was thrown into the air, and hit send on the computer.
"And no one will believe what a mirror says."
The page prompts "sent successfully", and his message immediately pops up on the bulletin board covered with peach hearts, and the first page is shining bright pink.
"Wake up, evil spirit!" Bai Ze caught the medicine pestle and made a gesture of shooting at the computer, "What awaits you is the punishment of endless gossip!"
Facts have proved that Bai Ze's prediction is very accurate.
Only a quarter of an hour later, the photo had gained tens of thousands of followers, and the number of comments skyrocketed. Various analyzes followed one after another, and everyone was frantically guessing who "Master Ghost Lantern's lover" is.
They used various means, from camera model analysis to window sill wood, and scrambled to speculate on the identity of the publisher from the clues.When a doubt was raised, there were thousands of reasons to deny it immediately. Someone uploaded the business trip record of Yan Modian, and someone posted the pictures taken at Ueno Zoo in March of that year. What's more, there were no details Feel free to report all the developments of Ghost Lamp at this moment in the comments.
He scratched his hair.
He touches the phone.
He pokes a piece of paper in the shape of a cat with a ballpoint pen!
So wait, it's so lively.
Ignoring those unsightly heart lanterns and half of the remarks full of jealous attacks, Bai Ze felt that this development was very good, basically in line with his expectations.
He imagined the scene where the ghost lamp was surrounded by a group of curious jailers, and then imagined the scene where he was spurned by many girls who had a crush on him. He felt instantly better, and sat in the chair and turned around several times.
"It's really pleasing to hear and see, it's very gratifying." He applauded lightly, "Just cry bitterly in confession like this, bastard!"
"And then call you and say, 'Honey, I do like you' right?"
His shadow blew kisses to him in the mirror.
Bai Ze: "...can you be more disgusting?"
Shadow shrugged: "Don't be like that buddy, I'm just speaking what's on my mind."
"Say one more word and I'll smash you!" Bai Ze waved the pestle.
"Well, I can shut up temporarily." Shadow hid behind the gorgeous frame and waved a small handkerchief, "And I believe you won't hit me, you are a gentle person."
Western monsters are best at sweet coaxing and just-right flattery, and his mirror also followed suit, making Bai Ze put down the stone pestle with a single sentence, "Then spare your life."
After he sat back in the chair and thought about it carefully, he felt that what the mirror said actually made some sense.The evil ghost's thinking is different from that of ordinary people, and he never plays cards according to common sense. If he really calls him, whether it is to accuse him of quarreling or something else, he has to find a way to deal with it.
Thinking of this, Bai Ze dragged out a pocketbook from under the counter, and began to rehearse various possible phone calls.He copied out all the sentences he could think of for rebuttal and ridicule, and revised them to ensure that he could answer fluently and make witty remarks in the dialogue.
"By the way, if you call, just admit that the ticket was indeed given to me." Halfway through writing, Bai Ze suddenly said to himself, "How could that evil spirit do such a shameful thing. "
What's more, he posted such a thing on the bulletin board, even if the ghost lamp really had such a little, even a little bit of strange emotion for him before, it must have been extinguished by him just now.
If that little bit does exist.
Bai Ze picked up a pen and crossed out the newly written one. After thinking about it, he tore up the whole piece of paper, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.
"So what am I looking forward to..."
He shrank into the chair, picked up a swimsuit magazine and flipped through it, "It's better not to call, I have nothing to say anyway."
"Maybe you just need to say 'I do.'"
His shadow held onto the frame, making an exaggerated mournful expression like an opera singer.
When the hour hand pointed to five o'clock, Bai Ze really received a call.
At that time, he was sleeping in the wicker chair, with unturned pages of magazines spread out on his knees, and his head knocking against the armrest bit by bit, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep.
He was the only one in the whole pharmacy. In the afternoon, Momotaro made an excuse to pick peaches, hurriedly moved all the laundry items back to the house, and then disappeared without a trace.
As soon as they left, the full moon of bliss was so quiet that one could hear her breathing in an instant.The sound of the wind, the sound of the second hand moving, the rustling of grass leaves under the heater, mixed with the warm fragrance of medicine, gradually formed a wonderful atmosphere that is quiet and lulls you to sleep.
Calling at this time, I think it's no different from setting off firecrackers by the bedside in the middle of the night.
Bai Ze was awakened by the thunderous ringtone, he almost jumped out of the rattan chair, and the TV remote control in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"Master, I have your call." His shadow said with a smirk.
Bai Ze rubbed his eyes, and found that Peach Goldfish Sweetheart Pie was singing happily on the counter, and various light effects flashed and changed at the same time, making him dizzy and dizzy.
This is something I bought at the handshake meeting between Maki and Miki a few months ago. The appearance is flashy and flashy, which is extremely inconsistent with his self-proclaimed calm image. It is a typical impulsive consumption.
Because he is usually embarrassed to use it, Bai Ze has always called it "sticky candy", but he never imagined that one day this thing will become a burning bomb.
At this moment, he just watched the phone singing in front of his eyes, and he didn't dare to answer it after several attempts.
"It can't really be him..." Bai Ze huddled in the chair with his head in his hands, "Damn it, I already told you not to call!"
"But you're looking forward to death, aren't you?" A gloating voice floated in the ringtone, "Be honest, buddy, don't lie to your face, lies in love are as heartbreaking as sharp knives."
"Shut up, turn around, and squat down against the wall." Bai Ze stretched out a finger to him, his eyes brightened on his forehead, shining a frightening light between the fine hair on his forehead.
The products of monsters are so disgusting. The sorcery attached to them will never know how to write the word "knowledge".
"Of course, sir." The frightened shadow curtseyed to him, and knelt down gracefully with his head in his arms.In this way, no one in the entire pharmacy can see his every move.
"That's why I hate things made by Westerners." Bai Ze muttered, leaned over and picked out the piece of waste paper from the trash can, laid it out and read it silently for a few times before carefully picking up the phone.
Take it easy, take it easy, it's just a phone call away.
He stretched out his hand to pat his cheek, then smoothed the raised forehead hair, and took a deep breath when he pressed the call button with his finger.
"cough."
The moment the phone was connected, he tried his best to put on a calm tone: "Who are you?"
"Hello? Mr. Bai Ze?" Momotaro's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's me."
"What... so it's Mr. Taozi."
Bai Ze let out a breath, and the tense nerves all over his body instantly relaxed again.
"Where did you go, why is the number an unknown caller?"
"We're in Takamahara Shopping Street, and now we're borrowing someone else's phone. There's a new rabbit cafe here, and the alfalfa salad looks really good." Momotaro spoke loudly, and from the background noise, it seemed that he was in a very lively place. "The interns all want to have dinner there, so let me take a break with you."
"You don't need to ask me about such trivial matters." Bai Ze raised his forehead, "Remember not to let them drink raw water, coffee, and it's best not to eat too much fruit. Newly opened coffee shops usually give chocolate desserts, Never let them steal it."
"Understood." Momotaro nodded frantically on the phone, "I'm sorry I can't accompany you to dinner today, we will bring you dessert when we go back."
He hung up the phone quickly, and it seemed that he was having a good time shopping in the shopping street with the group of little rabbits.They were going to eat a delicious salad at the new cafe, and the one who was cruelly abandoned had to leave his phone aside and shuffled to the kitchen to find leftovers.
At lunch today, most of his thoughts were on the ticket. He only ate two mouthfuls of a bowl of bean pod bone soup noodles. Purified water and expired chili sauce were empty.
Bai Ze rummaged through the cabinets, even the chopstick holder and oil pan, but only found a bottle of milk that he forgot to drink in the morning.This is a drink specially ordered by Momotaro for him. He said it can heal stomach problems and strengthen his physique, so he deliberately ordered a full year.
His intentions are good, but it's a pity that every time Bai Ze picks up the thermos, he will think of the last time he was in the eight cold hells.That time Ghost Lantern also replaced his Shaoxing wine with hot milk, and the change was so subtle and inexplicable that he couldn't think of "caring" anyway.
He is playing me.
This is Bai Ze's first reaction when encountering such things.
During the few days he stayed in hell, for various reasons, he slept in the dormitory with ghost lights at night.It so happened that during that time his stomach ulcer attack was particularly severe, and he woke up several times in the middle of the night with pain, and it was the ghost lamp who poured water and looked for pills for him.Once Bai Ze was trembling with pain, wrapped in the quilt and moaning non-stop. After feeding him the medicine, the evil spirit even took a book and sat beside him, looking like he was going to watch until dawn.
At that time, Bai Ze was shocked by his actions and broke out in a cold sweat. He just wanted to say that taking the medicine would relieve him temporarily and don't care so much, but looking at his disgusted face, he couldn't say anything.
One of them huddled under the quilt and pretended to be sleeping, and the other leaned on the pillow to read a book, as if no one could see each other. The atmosphere in the whole room was strange and extremely delicate.
Of course Bai Ze didn't sleep well that night, and he woke up the next day with dark circles under his eyes so heavy that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.After thinking about it, he still politely expressed his gratitude during breakfast, but Ghost Lantern seemed to have completely forgotten about it, and only published a long and vicious criticism about his stomach problem.
Under repeated attacks of vitriolic remarks such as "Your barking is as painful as a cat whose tail has been stepped on", Bai Ze threw the bowl over the table and fought with him in the cafeteria.
The two of them are always like this, even if there is a little tenderness, sooner or later it will be destroyed in the hands of one of them, and it will be blown to nothing by the ensuing quarrels and anger.
"As if admitting to caring about me will kill you."
"And so are you."
His shadow muttered softly.
Bai Ze pretended not to hear, and unscrewed the milk thermos by himself, intending to use it for dinner temporarily.
He had just taken the first sip when a ringtone suddenly rang in his ear, and the mobile phone that had been left in the outer hall started singing again.
This time the ringing seems to be particularly rapid, the remix version of "Caramel Peach Jam 120%" is so loud that it is about to collapse the roof of the pharmacy.
With years of experience and subtle telepathy, Bai Ze felt that this time it must be a ghost lamp.
He hurried to the outer hall, found out the waste paper that he had just thrown away, wiped off the milk beard carefully in front of the mirror, and pressed the call button after confirming that the condition was perfect.
"Hey?"
"Mr. Bai Ze, the coffee shop sells fresh tangerine cakes and lemon balls! Because they are in limited supply, you can't buy both. Which one do you want?"
White Pond:"……"
He slumped into the rattan chair, with an unconcealable disappointment in his tone: "Is it Mr. Taozi again?"
"Huh?" Momotaro asked loudly on the other end of the phone, "I'm sorry I didn't hear clearly, is it tangerine cake or lemon balls?"
"Any one is fine." Bai Ze scratched his hair, "Uh, just tangerine cake."
After hanging up the phone, he stomped the piece of paper to the bottom of the trash can, and drank the milk in one gulp. Because he had nothing to do, he ran to pick up today's laundry on a rare occasion.
There was still some time before Momotaro and the others came back, Shirasawa was really bored, and planned to take a hot spring bath before the cake was delivered.
There is a natural hot spring bath behind the Bliss Full Moon. The water temperature is constant all year round, which is very suitable for bathing and recuperation. Unfortunately, when Bai Ze arrived, he found that his mobile phone was about to run out of battery, so he had to go back the same way.
He connected the phone to the charger and placed it by the window sill where the sound could be heard from the bathtub, but after thinking about it, he was still uneasy, so he decided to just take a shower in the bathroom.
The shower equipment at home was installed not long ago, and there was a problem with the heating, and it took 10 minutes to slowly heat up.Bai Ze took off his clothes and found a bottle of soap-free shampoo from the storage cabinet. Just as he was about to unscrew the cap, the loud phone rang again.
"Asshole! Can't you pick a better time to call!"
With wet hair on his head, he ran out of the bathroom in a panic. He didn't have time to wrap the bath towel, and he only took off half of his socks. Because he was covered in water, he almost slipped on the floor.
After finally reaching for the phone, he pressed the call button without looking at it, and the "Hello" was so nervous that he almost lost his voice.
"Huh? Master Bai Ze? I'm sorry that the tangerine cake is sold out. The wife in front of us insisted on buying a double because she has a very cute Miss Rabbit, and the interns here are too embarrassed to comment. Then Can I buy you lemon balls, or do you want something else?"
Bai Ze listened to his twittering in a daze, then glanced at the caller ID, only to feel that the phone was against him all day long.
"Mr. Taozi can do as he sees, I have no objection." He covered his nose and sneezed, "And I'm taking a shower, so I don't need to call later."
"I don't need to call you when the lemon balls are sold out?"
"Need not."
"Is it not necessary to have a variety of flavors to choose from?"
"You don't need anything, just make up your own mind."
He put the wet mobile phone back on the window sill, sneezing all the way to the bathroom, and the mirror whistled to him awkwardly: "Dear sir, the disappointment on your face is like collarbones and mermaid lines Just as obvious."
It whistled and then sang, from "I love you you love him and I'm still waiting for your call" to "Call me call let me melt in your voice", the lyrics are vulgar and out of tune Endless, until Bai Ze took out the poster of Duoyi Po's self-financed photo from under the table, and slapped it on his face.
"From now on, if you talk casually again, I will send you to the prison Jiaore Primary School to be a mirror."
After he finished speaking, he walked back to the bathroom to take a shower. At this time, the heating was fully turned on, and the whole bathroom was steamed with steam, making him drowsy.
Bai Ze dawdled for nearly four or ten minutes in the continuous sneezing and yawning, and then changed into pajamas to blow dry his hair, and then nestled in a chair to read the bulletin board comments for a long time.He finished reading two 10-character messages in which he swore to speculate on the direction of the ghost lamp love affair, and he almost fell asleep by the third post, but Momotaro and the others still didn't come back, and his mobile phone was also silent.
This is not common sense.
According to Bai Ze's speculation, the normal reaction of the ghost lamp should be to smash down a wall of the Yan Mo Temple, and no matter how bad it is, it should smash the desk. It is absolutely impossible to be so calm.The close observation of him in the message only stopped at the Snapdragon courtyard, and no one dared to continue to follow him, but judging from most of the messages, he is currently in normal condition, and he does not seem to be troubled by gossip at all.
The one who was pushed to the cusp of the storm was so calm and relaxed, and the person who should have watched the show was so nervous that he was restless. This is so strange and abnormal, it is simply unheard of, and it is hard to understand.
The air of a successful prank just now dissipated, and before he knew it, Bai Ze was distracted by this still unknown phone call.
He exudes an inexplicable anxiety all over his body, he is absent-minded in everything, and he has to look at the phone screen every five seconds.
"Pretend, keep pretending." He stabbed the fuselage with a piece of Qianghuo, and poked half of the messy rhinestones on it, "Call me if you want to make a call, bastard, call me here!"
The words infused with obsession are terrifying and full of spirituality, not to mention the beasts representing auspiciousness who say these words.After saying this a few times, the phone really lit up with light effects for incoming calls, and the processed singing voice of the girl idol resounded through the sky, shaking the ceiling chandelier to keep blinking.
With a satisfied expression on his face, Bai Ze stretched out his hand to fill up his teacup, while his legs crossed leisurely on the counter, he might not have such a complacent expression when talking on the phone with a girl.
Because of this, when he heard Momotaro's voice on the phone, he almost kicked down the bowl of high-quality bezoar at his feet.
It may be like waiting for the bus to keep looking at the direction the bus is coming, and the bus will come very slowly. If you look forward to something too much, it will become condescending and refuse to come.Bai Ze sighed, and finally bowed his head to the haughty phone call: "Are all the cakes sold out, Mr. Taozi?"
"I'm sorry, Shirasawa-sama, I shouldn't have bothered you." Momotaro couldn't stop apologizing to him, "But we found out that we didn't have enough money when we settled the bill, so we had to ask you for help."
"...I didn't get paid this month?"
"That's true. Since you were sick for a week, the pharmacy has no business, so you said that your salary will be paid next month." Momotaro said, "By the way, although I don't mean to ask you for money, the above The 20 you borrowed from me after the last Yulan Festival Hell Festival has not been repaid."
Bai Ze was dripping with cold sweat: "How much did you eat?"
After hanging up the phone, he took out his wallet and counted the money, plus the coins he found in his pocket, the total assets are currently [-] yen, which is barely enough to pay Momotaro and the others for their meals.
"Why is the clover salad so expensive." He muttered to himself as he put on a striped shirt and jeans, and was about to find a belt when the phone rang again.
Bai Ze instinctively thought it was Momotaro, and immediately pressed the call button: "Don't worry, I'll be right over."
He clamped the phone with half of his shoulder, and held the oversized pants with his right hand, complaining in a low voice that the jeans that he hadn't worn for many years would become so baggy.
"Idiot, are you going on a date again?"
He was so anxious to find the belt that he didn't react for a long time when he heard the voice.
On the other end of the phone was an indifferent voice that he was very familiar with. The sound quality seemed to become deeper after being transmitted by radio waves, as if a small magnet was thrown into his ear, drawing people closer to him every time he said a word. A little, so that the whole cheek is itchy and hot.
The long-delayed bus finally arrived inadvertently.
Bai Ze was stunned on the spot, all the ridicule words he was familiar with just now were stuck in his throat.He wanted to go to the trash can to find a piece of paper, but his pants were still hanging on his waist. He wanted to explain Momotaro's incident of not bringing money for meals, but he felt that it was too wordy to explain, so he tangled up and down, and finally only answered "Huh? ".
He was not recovering from a cold, and this word happened to have a nasal sound, which sounded a little too soft.In order to save his image and not give the other party any chance to catch him, Bai Ze immediately changed the topic: "Why is your number also an unknown caller?"
"Application for hidden business."
"……Oh."
A moment of silence.
Bai Ze, who was not used to the silence, asked instinctively, "Why do you apply for such a strange business?"
"I don't want to be disturbed by irrelevant phone calls during my private time."
"……Oh."
Another moment of silence.
The two of them were silent as if they didn't need money for the phone bill, and even the other's breathing could be heard clearly through the receiver.
It's definitely not a happy opening.
With Ghost Lamp's personality of vengeance, it is absolutely impossible for him to calmly call to discuss such boring things as number business after being teased.
The so-called calm is the forecast of the storm, and silence is the prelude to the fury. After hearing his indifferent—or even gentle—tone, Bai Ze's super perception of danger broke out again.
He kicked off the jeans that were in the way, and just crawled to the top of the closet to rummage through the boxes with his bare legs, his movements were faster than the last time he met Xiaozhong in the commercial street.In the past, there were still a lot of red thread beans and charms in the box that I carried with me when I was traveling. If the ghost lamp really came to kill me, with these things in the way, at least my death would not be too ugly.
"Are you listening?"
Bai Ze was digging his head into looking for the key, and replied casually, "I'm listening."
"Are you free this Sunday?"
"Maybe."
He found the key in the gap between the wall and the closet, and with his arms outstretched, he fumbled in a pile of years-old dust.
"Very good." The ghost lamp on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be angry. "Then I'll just say it straight. See you at the gate of Ueno Park in Tokyo at ten o'clock on Sunday morning. Please don't be late."
"……Um?"
He picked out clumps of tangled dirt, spider silk sticking all over his hands, and a layer of wall dust on the pajamas he just changed.
"I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do."
"Oh." Bai Ze nodded instinctively, and just about to press the phone, he suddenly felt something was wrong, "Hey, wait! Wait a minute!"
He took the phone away, and after confirming that the call status and his ears were normal, a knot of ulcers appeared in his stomach: "You were talking to me just now? Did you dial the wrong number? It was definitely a wrong dial Right!?"
"I'm not so bored." Ghost Lantern's voice sounded a little impatient.
"That's really what you told me?" Bai Ze pointed at himself with a spider-stained finger, and tapped three times in a row, even though he knew that the ghost lamp couldn't be seen.
"As you can see, yes."
The twisting in the stomach became more severe, as if someone installed a water pump there, pumping all the blood to the top of his head, and even the heart rushed to the throat, and his mouth was about to jump out of it .
He finally realized that the conversation just now was a formal invitation.
There were no pretentious tickets, no hideous novels, so plain and straightforward that he couldn't think of a reason for refusing them at the moment.
The previously rehearsed dialogue was completely useless, and Bai Ze's long-awaited verbal attack was like a water bomb, quietly silent in front of the ghost lamp.
He once invited several strange girls to participate in a kissing competition in a commercial center with thousands of people, dated four girls at the same time when going back and forth between the cinema and the playground in one day, and met six exes in a row while shopping with his new girlfriend without changing his face. This time, the thousands of years of experience accumulated by the beast instantly dissipated and collapsed, as nervous as falling in love for the first time, and didn't know what to do.
"This is a foul." He covered the phone and protested softly.
"My invitation has been submitted." Compared with Bai Ze, Ghost Lantern's tone was unnaturally calm, as if he was the one who was used to the romantic scene, "So you only need to consider whether to go to the appointment, since it does not involve For any official business, even if you don’t go, I won’t wring your head off, smash your brains into a ball, and then drop it from a height of 8000 meters, so please don’t worry.”
A black line hangs on Bai Ze's forehead: You obviously mean to do this!
He coughed: "I am a gentle person, with a kind heart and a broad mind. Normally, I would not refuse any invitation. Listen clearly, it is under normal circumstances—so before that, there is something I want to ask you."
He slapped his cheek hard, trying to make his voice sound more relaxed: "Why ask me out?"
"Which time did you ask?"
Admitted!That Noh mask admits wanting to date him six years ago!
The carefully rehearsed sarcasm just now came back to life again, line by line flying out of his mind and dangling in front of his eyes, silently shouting "Use me! Use me!".Bai Ze was dazzled by these familiar and unfamiliar words, and his throat was also very astringent, so he only laughed dryly twice: "Just... this time it will be fine."
"Oh, there's no particular reason for that." Ghost Lantern replied indifferently, "I just want to try it once."
"Try what?"
"Your question on the bulletin board, idiot." He used the tone that Bai Ze hates the most, "Isn't it just to ask for an answer? To be honest, I have no idea about such things. Since I want to If you figure it out, then just try to go on a date. If you really have something redeeming in dating, I'll consider whether to delve into this issue."
"So I'm your test subject!? Do you think this is a snapdragon review meeting!? Your Excellency, the virgin assistant who doesn't even know what liking is!" Bai Ze slammed his phone angrily, but now he is squatting On the top of the closet, if you use too much force, you will lose your center of gravity, and the whole person will fall off the closet and fall into the big bed below.
The huge impact caused him to sink deeply into the feather mattress. Fortunately, the bed was big and soft, and the springs gently took his weight and lifted him up slowly.
"As I said, the date invitation has been submitted, and whether you go or not is up to you." The ghost lamp was still talking on the phone that was dropped aside, and the voice seemed to have become a little softer through the pillow stuffed with feathers, " Then I went on to work."
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
"A date..."
Bai Ze took the phone and stared at the call record for a long time: "Article [-] of "Bai Ze's Laws of Love", an invitation is equal to having a good impression, and having a good impression is equal to being tempted. Whoever is tempted first will lose before the battle."
He looked up to the sky and exhaled: "Your Excellency, Assistant Noh Mask Assistant Officer, you have lost."
The phone has been hung up, and the only response to him is the sound of the end of the call, one after another, like the countdown of the countdown.
The content of the call just now was still circling in his mind, and the pictures of getting along with the ghost lamp in the past also flooded into his mind. Without thinking, he lined up in memory and waited for him to recall each one.From the 1000-year-old He Han Friendship Competition, to his disturbance at the ghost lamp commendation meeting, to group photo incidents, horror movies, peppermint oil, special training in painting, etc., etc., there are too many to count.
Quarrels, fights, anger, hatred, all gradually faded in this memory, replaced by the special care they gave each other hidden under the surface.
This kind of concern is as thin as a light thread, easily invisible, but it is everywhere. With a little pull, it will spread out all over the sky, and only then can I realize that it has already covered the whole body in every gesture.
Reminiscing through the dream of turning into a rabbit, when he found the ticket, Bai Ze covered his eyes with his hands and showed a helpless smile.
Oops, oops, I seem to have lost too.