He was a little anxiously pacing near the Christmas tree, the night was getting colder and colder, some of the mall's employees had already come out of work, Jiang Futing watched as the things in the mall were packed up, and the posters placed at the door were dragged in.

The lights inside were extinguished little by little, and the top floor was already darkened by more than half.

"Big brother! When is that man coming? I just went to see that it was half past nine! The little ghost had been playing for so long, and the freshness had passed, and he asked a little impatiently.

"Wait!" Jiang Futing watched as the door of the mall was completely locked.

"Look at everyone's doors closed!" The imp complained, "I don't think I'll come, I'm going to come early, why don't you find a small hotel to sleep in for the night." ”

"He'll come." Jiang Futing spoke calmly, and the phoenix eyes looked at the corresponding intersection of the mall with hope.

"Oh." The little ghost pursed his lips and waited reluctantly, but he had to pester Jiang Futing.

It didn't take long for the sound of hurried footsteps to finally sound, Bai Tang was still dressed unkemptly, and ran towards Jiang Futing out of breath: "I'm sorry!" Excuse me! It's late! Something happened to one of my aunts next door, and I just rushed to take her to the hospital, making you wait for a long time. ”

"It's fine." Jiang Futing said lightly, his unrelenting eyes lit up a little, and every time he came into contact with Bai Tang, he couldn't help but relax a lot.

"Eh, why is there a little kid?" Bai Tang breathed a sigh of relief before noticing the ghost floating beside him.

In addition, his peach blossom eyes were suddenly attracted by the chaotic churning ghost aura on Jiang Futing's body, put away the nonchalant, and looked around him carefully, before he asked with a serious face.

"What happened to you?"

Jiang Futing understood what he was referring to: "Noon." ”

The pair of eyes that were usually full of water waves continued to look at themselves, and then thought about something, and asked cautiously with hidden concerns: "In addition to this, are there any other abnormalities?" For example, it affects your memory, thinking, or doesn't feel like you anymore? ”

Bai Tang said as he forced out more tactful words.

Jiang Futing recalled carefully before he slowly spoke: "No." ”

The other party's marginal figure was obviously relaxed, "That's good, when the time comes, I'll solve it for you." ”

Jiang Futing's eyes flashed slightly, nodded, and then asked, "Looking for someone?" ”

Bai Tang looked at the shops that had been darkened around him, "There is no place to sit at this time, if you don't dislike it, it's my house, and I won't charge you." ”

He said with a rather generous expression.

Jiang Futing was entangled for a long time after hearing this, because of his psychological cleanliness, he had never been to other people's homes since he was a child, but when he thought of looking for a small hotel at night, the look on his face was even more ugly.

What's more, he wasn't sure if the other party was talking about playing, so he tentatively politely said, "Is it convenient?" ”

"I'm pretty handy!" Bai Tang said indifferently: "I don't know about you." ”

"Then bother." Jiang Futing politely thanked him.

He followed Bai Tang through the quiet neighborhood, and the surrounding houses became older and older as they passed by, a bit like a demolition area, similar to the feeling of going to Li Ningru's house last time.

Jiang Futing walked into an antique street with wooden eaves piled up on both sides, and the bluestone slabs under his feet were polished exceptionally smooth because of their long history or because there were too many people walking.

All of them are old single-family houses from the nineties, but they are somewhat better than the old houses of Li Ningru's family.

At least this one can still live normally.

He and Bai Tang turned around an alley again, the alley here happened to be blocked by the high-rise buildings on the edge, and the walls were already covered with dark green moss for the reason that there was no light all year round.

"This is Forde Lane." Bai Tang said as he observed his gaze.

Jiang Futing looked at it little by little, and the steps under his feet gradually slowed down, almost imprinting everything around him in his mind.

He had never been here, but he was so familiar that when his fingertips touched the lime in the corner, the sensation almost burst out of his chest.

The black qi on his body was once again surging because of his turbulent heart.

Bai Tang in front of him instantly noticed his abnormality, turned his head and instructed: "You calm down, such a pure ghost qi is not controllable, and when the time comes, you have to suck in all the ghosts from all directions." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded with some embarrassment.

Concentrate and get rid of those distracting thoughts, and he finally controlled the turmoil in his heart.

Footsteps stopped in front of a very old iron gate, and Bai Tang took out the key and prepared to open the door.

"Ouch, Tang Tang, are you back so late?" An aunt who went out to take out the garbage on the side heard the movement here and asked.

"He Lao in the alley just now suddenly fell ill, and I just sent him to the hospital." Bai Tang explained with a smile that the door had been opened by him.

"It's the same old mistake again!" The aunt said sympathetically: "He is also pitiful, his son and daughter don't care about any of them, but fortunately you are here!" ”

She walked back to the room as she spoke, only then did she notice Jiang Futing, who was standing beside Bai Tang silently, and asked in surprise, "Tang Tang, is this your friend?" The first time I saw you bring a friend back! ”

Bai Tang bent his eyebrows and said, "Yes, the first time I brought it to play today, no one in his family lived alone." ”

Saying the excuse of skimming his feet, he ignored Jiang Futing's somewhat ugly expression, and squeezed him: "This is Aunt Zhang who lives next door to me, and she is usually very good to people!" ”

"Aunt Zhang." Jiang Futing opened his mouth jerkily, and greeted the woman who was walking towards him with gold stars in his eyes.

"Tang Tang, this friend of yours is really handsome, and he looks like a little star in a heroic manner." Aunt Zhang's eyes almost fell directly to Jiang Futing's face, and she admired it in various ways: "It's just that the face is a little worse, why don't you know how to take good care of your body now, this face is pale!" ”

"Isn't it a person who can't eat well, now the children are

Such! Bai Tang was talking nonsense, pulling Jiang Futing's sleeve and walking into the house.

Jiang Futing didn't dislike it, let him drag it, and didn't know what he would be said to be by these two people if he didn't go in.

"Tang Tang, do you want red dates here for that auntie, just take them to your friend to make up!" Aunt Zhang put her face on the door that Bai Tang was about to close, and asked unwillingly, the look continued to fall on Jiang Futing, who had finally entered the house.

"No, you don't! Aunt Zhang! What kind of red dates does a big man eat, my family has pig blood, enough for him to make up! Bai Tang politely pushed the extremely enthusiastic Aunt Zhang out, and finally closed the door.

Jiang Futing had an inexplicable stomach ache when he heard pig blood.

Bai Tang looked at his already pale face and inadvertently became a little ugly, and said casually uncertainly: "You really haven't eaten?" ”

The little ghost on the side was like an unstoppable artillery battle, and he said for him without waiting for Jiang Futing to speak: "I haven't eaten since I came out of the morgue at noon, you see that I have been waiting for you for so long, except for drinking coffee in the mall in the afternoon." ”

"Morgue?" Bai Tang turned his head suspiciously, carefully hiding his worry in his light and breezy eyes.

The little ghost was about to continue talking something, but was stuffed back into his stomach by Jiang Futing's cold eyes.

The two walked up the wooden stairs, the space of the house was very small, and each floor could be seen at a glance, Jiang Futing looked at it as he walked.

On the second floor is a very simple kitchen and dining room, with inherently old tables and chairs of the Eight Immortals, although the house is exceptionally old, it is relatively tidy and tidy by the owner, at least it is not as dirty as Jiang Futing imagined.

Bai Tang stopped directly on this floor, walked slowly to the refrigerator and thought about the contents inside, and then asked out of tune: "Do you want to eat noodles?" Here for you to eat. ”

"......" Jiang Futing didn't speak, and walked over directly to hold on to the refrigerator door.

Bai Tang was still wondering why this person didn't care about him, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet his expressionless face.

Jiang Futing was originally going to take a look at the dishes inside, but his head buried in the refrigerator suddenly lifted, and when he met those bright eyes, his chest protruded, and he almost forgot what he was going to do.

Bai Tang's face looks very mature at first glance, giving people a sloppy feeling, and it seems to be particularly unreliable.

can ignore the stubble on the side of his mouth, and when he looks up, his shoulder-length hair falls down, revealing particularly delicate facial features, and the peach blossom eyes still have a lot of bright youthfulness in addition to the vicissitudes of life, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, always with a faint flush.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Futing's inquiring eyes suddenly burned, and the other party suddenly became vigilant, stood up and asked.

"Sorry, it looks familiar." Jiang Futing thought that his gaze was too direct to offend him, and apologized straightforwardly.

"We've seen each other so many times, can we not be familiar?" Bai Tang laughed at his unexplained words, and then urged him: "Hurry up!" Do you want to eat noodles? ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded and returned to his seat.

Bai Tang took out the leftover dishes in the refrigerator, tied an apron, and hit it three or two

Just clean it up.

Then I picked up the kitchen knife, and immediately after, there was a very smooth sound of chopping vegetables, and it seemed that I often cooked by myself.

Jiang Futing sat on the bench and watched his smooth movements, feeling the peace he had not felt for a long time.

As his head gradually became a little drowsy, a steaming bowl of noodles was brought to him.

The drowsiness on Jiang Futing's body was instantly dispelled a lot, because he had just been sleepy, and his phoenix eyes were still a little foggy.

took the chopsticks handed over by Bai Tang, and took a big bite of noodles directly, the taste in his mouth felt even more familiar, and the chopsticks in Jiang Futing's hand suddenly paused.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Bai Tang looked at his reaction and asked faintly.

"Nope." Jiang Futing was afraid that he would notice the abnormality in his emotions, so he kept his head down.

Every time I come into contact with Bai Tang, this familiarity seems to be engraved in my bones, reminding me all the time.

After eating, Jiang Futing was not embarrassed to let Bai Tang do it again, so he went directly to wash the dishes by himself, and then cleaned up his things neatly.

This time it was Bai Tang's turn to cross his feet on the stool, watching him busy in the kitchen, his tranquil eyes flickering.

Jiang Futing's figure kept dangling in front of his eyes, he turned his head, only to find that Bai Tang was in a daze, walked over and said, "Can you start?" ”

(End of chapter)