A night of struggle.

Tang Xingyu's eyes were slightly red, what he encountered last night was the only supernatural thing he encountered when he was so old, and the various dishes in the menu were still echoing in his mind for a long time, making him unable to sleep.

"Can you really get me out of it?"

Tang Xingyu looked at the ancient books placed aside and muttered, the empty living room made him a little confused. But he understands that he can't avoid the fact that Qin'er has left forever, and the best thing to do now is to face it calmly.

Then he made his decision!

"Alright! I'll trust you once. Saying that, Tang Xingyu took out his mobile phone, dialed a call, and heard a male voice over there: "Xiao Xingyu, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you think of me?" ”

Listening to the familiar voice of the criminal, an obese figure appeared in his mind. And I only talked to him on the phone two days ago, and it has only been a long time since two days. If Tang Xingyu usually had a few words with the fat man, but now he is in a disordered mood and doesn't want to be poor.

"Fatty, don't be poor, come to my house for dinner tomorrow, remember to inform Xiaodong and them."

"It's rare to see you miser, do you have something to do?" Tang Xingyu didn't say anything, just let them come over, and finally said in the fat man's sentence, "We must arrive tomorrow." He hung up the phone.

Whether the content of the ancient book is true or false, he also has to prepare for tomorrow's party, even if the book gives him a dream, he has to face it calmly, and calling a few friends to eat and drink is a way to solve the problem of coming out of lovelorn.

The Garden Square is still as lively as usual during the day, with its large trees and thousands of branches spreading out to shield people from the scorching sun overhead. Groups of coolly dressed pedestrians shelter in the shade of the trees, and these people are residents of several nearby neighborhoods for which the garden was built.

Tang Xingyu seemed to be able to feel the breath left by Qin'er here, the wooden chair under the willow tree, they used to sit on it and look at the stars in the sky, chatting about various dreams.

In the middle of the lawn, a small tree that has grown to human height, that is their promise to each other. Originally, there was also a small tree there, but it had died.

The two planted this vibrant tree with their own hands, and the small tree represents their promise to each other that "love is like a tree, spreading branches and leaves, lasting for a hundred years, a thousand years, and never withering." Looking at the sea, looking at the mulberry fields, the love for each other will never change. "It's just that now the little tree is still there, and the love is gone.

"Time can't go back, and I will wish you happiness when you leave."

Tang Xingyu sighed, she can only blame herself for being incompetent, it has been almost two years since she graduated and she still has achieved nothing, even the rent has to be paid by her parents, she just wants a better life when she leaves herself, she can't blame Qin'er.

"Xiaoyu, I'm going to go out until noon!" A middle-aged man called out to Tang Xingyu in the shade of a tree, the middle-aged man was about forty years old, and he was wearing a wide-brimmed hat on a hot day. He walked over, saw Tang Xingyu's expression was depressed, his face leaked with concern, and said, "Young man, let the past pass, and live a good life." ”

"Uncle Boat, don't worry about me, I'm fine. You have to take care of your health when you are old, and now that medicine is becoming more and more developed, maybe someone will treat you for this disease one day. ”

Tang Xingyu saw Uncle Boat looking at him with concern, and knew that he already knew that Qin'er had left, and he persuaded himself like this because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about it. But he wasn't stupid enough to do something that killed himself, he was just a little sad in his heart.

The middle-aged man is his landlord, and he usually treats Tang Xingyu and them very well, knowing that they are students who have just graduated from school, and the rent is one-third less than the price of other houses of the same type.

It's just that God doesn't bless people.

Uncle Boat didn't know what disease he had in the past few years, the hair on his body fell out, and even his eyebrows began to fall out, and his face was yellow like an addict. He also saw many doctors who were not completely cured. Every time I see a doctor, I get better for a while and it will relapse again. And each time it became more and more violent, and it had already tormented him to an inhuman form.

Tang Xingyu hadn't seen Uncle Boat for a while, and this time he looked a lot haggard when he saw him, knowing that he must have just come back from the hospital. It is not very new for Uncle Boat to be suddenly admitted to the hospital, such a sudden recurrence of an old disease, during the time that Tang Xingyu and they were admitted here, I don't know how many times it happened.

He saw all this, and every time he hoped that he could help, but he didn't know medicine and could only have more than enough power, this time in order to confirm the contents of the book, he also had plans to treat Uncle Boat's illness, to thank him for taking care of him during this time.

"Forget it! My disease has affected many people, and you young people can get better on your own, and this is better than anything else. ”

Uncle Chuan's tone had a kind of immortality that did not match his age, like an old man in a sixtieth year telling his descendants, Tang Xingyu could vaguely understand the sadness in his heart.

He was the same age as his father, both in their forties, and he was still at the age of the year, which was also the peak of a man. I didn't expect to have such a strange disease, and completely ruined myself, no matter who this kind of thing is put on, it will not be good.

If Tang Xingyu had the ability, he would definitely help Uncle Boat get rid of the torture of illness, but at this time, he couldn't do it, so he could only comfort Uncle Boat briefly. The two chatted a few more words, and Tang Xingyu said goodbye to Uncle Boat.

He was going to a supermarket not far from here, which was an international supermarket chain. The items sold in it are still relatively complete, and he hopes that he can buy them all at once.

This area is located in the heart of the city, so the supermarket maintains plenty of foot traffic at all times.

Tang Xingyu quickly followed the things recorded on the menu in the supermarket, found these ingredients one by one, and pushed two shopping carts to the cashier. These things cost him more than 2,000 yuan in total, especially the two bottles of wine are more expensive and occupy half of the amount, although it hurts, but if what the book says is true, it is worth it.

The cashier helped him pack five large bags, and he called a car outside the supermarket with his things to take him downstairs, and then returned to the house alone with his things.

After tidying up the house and putting on his apron, he began to work on the ingredients. Some of these ingredients need to be pickled, while others need to be diced and diced. Tang Xingyu was busy in an orderly manner, and all kinds of kitchen utensils were used in his hands, and he was like a five-star chef at this time.

Even he was a little surprised by his own skill, even though he often cooked for himself. But never before has it been so fluid to deal with this stuff as it is today.

This is like an innate skill, and he realized that his exquisite cooking skills may be the ability given to him by that magical ancient book, and he looked forward to this ancient book more and more.

A twelve-course meal, but luckily most of these dishes are home-cooked dishes, and the more complex ones are a pickled sashimi and a pastry.

Sashimi is a special test of one's knife skills, each slice must be cut to the same thickness, and the fish bones must be carefully picked out with tweezers. Topping the special seasoning from the menu, put on a plate and cover with plastic wrap. Finally, it is marinated in the crisper overnight before it can be taken out and eaten the next day.

The last is a pastry, but the method of making zuò is complicated, but this requires him to make zuò on the spot tomorrow.

After Tang Xingyu sorted out these ingredients, the time was already in the afternoon, and he simply cooked something to eat. Just quietly waiting for tomorrow to come. I wonder if he can really get out of the shadow of Qin'er as the ancient books say, get a hundred blow points, and become the power of the holy hand of the national doctor.