Jiang Futing retracted his gaze and wiped the table with Bai Tang's tissue: "Why haven't I heard you mention this place before?" ”

Bai Tang said intentionally or unintentionally: "I always thought that a person like you, who grew up with a golden key, could look at this kind of place. ”

Jiang Futing was stunned, a little unhappy: "I can't look at it, why did I come?" ”

He stared at Jiang Futing's hand and pursed his lips: "Didn't I say 'before'?" ”

Jiang Futing continued to meticulously wipe the table, he wiped it back and forth several times, and almost grinded off the skin on the table, and finally stopped in Bai Tang's indescribable viewing.

He threw away the waste paper towel in his hand, his mouth suddenly didn't know what was crazy, and asked some disappointing words: "You came up this time, when will you go back?" ”

Bai Tang winked at him dissatisfiedly, Jiang Futing didn't understand what it meant.

Immediately, Bai Tang quickly reined in his dissatisfaction, and asked his soul: "Do you want me to go below?" ”

Jiang Futing wanted to say that he didn't want to, but he felt that something was weird.

Thinking about it, it is against the will and hurtful.

After pondering it, I felt that this question itself was very strange, like parents asking brainlessly and mouthily before going to work, "Son, do you want your mother to go to work?" ”

Anyway, it's a trap.

When the atmosphere was deadlocked, Lao Mao's daughter-in-law served the food very appropriately.

The spice flavor of the stir-fried food, mixed with the original unique and attractive taste of the food, comes up one plate after another.

Just for the mouth-watering spicy incense, Harazi can go straight to 3,000 feet.

Jiang Futing probably smelled such a dish for the first time, and looked at most of the red peppers in a plate, and began to hesitate in his heart.

Bai Tang also succeeded in making him afraid of dishes other than fish, and just when he was in a daze and wondering how to avoid this dinner, a pair of disposable chopsticks swam into his sight and knocked the nearby plate.

"Why are you stunned!" Bai Tang handed over the chopsticks in his hand: "Taste it quickly, I guarantee that you will not regret eating it!" ”

Even when Jiang Futing really fought to the death with those demons and monsters, he didn't have this kind of nervousness about going to the battlefield.

He was almost full of doubts, took the chopsticks with all kinds of apprehension, and then was forced to taste a piece of diced chicken under Bai Tang's watchful eyes.

The meat is tender and not as exaggerated as imagined, and it is unprecedentedly okay!

Jiang Futing's constipation-like expression finally subsided and became a lot more normal.

"It's all said it's delicious, but you still don't believe it!" Bai Tang puffed the mutton skewers and poured a large mouthful of mutton soup.

The warm soup was like a hot spring, and he was washed away from the exhaustion of several months.

He squinted his eyes slightly with satisfaction, and the tails of his slightly raised eyes rose a little, and suddenly sighed: "This is a bit of a taste of life." ”

Jiang Futing followed his words, raised his eyes, and the dilapidated street lamp standing on the side happened to fall into his eyes, causing some ripples in the brilliance in his eyes.

Jiang Futing lowered his head, didn't ask more, learned from him to drink a sip of mutton soup, and subconsciously licked the corner of his lips to taste the aftertaste.

It tastes really good.

"Huh! You haven't answered the question I asked just now? Don't think you're going to get a bite to eat. Bai Tang glanced at the corners of his mouth that he had licked just now, and smiled slyly.

Jiang Futing held the bowl in his hand, and the mist of the hot soup covered his face a little hazy.

It was probably because the soup was too hot just now, and his brain was hazy with the water vapor.

He thought about it

After a while, I picked out a part of my own little sincerity, put on a beautiful skin, and replied:

"If you don't want to go, I certainly don't want you to go. If you have to go, you will be affected for a few more years, and ······"

It was probably the soup on the top, and as he spoke, some strange pictures suddenly flashed in his mind, those pictures were so close and far away that he was in a trance, like a short dream.

But the fluctuation in my heart is real.

Jiang Futing was confused, but the time for a sip of soup seemed to review a virtual life.

In that life, he became a different person, Bai Tang always stood there, but before he could figure out what was going on, the hot soup was suddenly swept away by the cold wind.

He took two more sips in a row, but he couldn't get back the feeling he had before.

Bai Tang noticed that he was strange for a moment, thinking that this young master was dissatisfied somewhere, and asked, "What's wrong?" Stuffed teeth? ”

"Nope." Jiang Futing put down the bowl in his hand, simply took out all his sincerity in treating others, and earnestly made up for what he had not finished just now:

"When I can stand up on my own one day, no matter if it's good or bad, I'll take some of it for you."

Bai Tang was stunned, he picked up the soup bowl again and again, took a sip, smacked it carefully, and wondered if the boss didn't secretly drink for them in the soup, why did this little kid suddenly ······

Jiang Futing could see his distrust from his actions, and his expressionless face turned even colder: "I'm serious." ”

Bai Tang seemed to have been clicked on the acupoint, and he didn't know how to react for a while, and even forgot about his usual heartlessness.

The person in front of him completely overlapped with the person he remembered, and his words, demeanor, and appearance were no different.

The knife was too sharp for him to pay attention to, and he had already carved the man into a perfect appearance again.

He hadn't even had time to participate in his upbringing, leaving something different.

Many times, even if he doesn't want to believe in such a thing as the Mandate of Heaven, it has already been arranged in the dark.

The self-righteous dedication and effort are just a corner of the arrangement, and everyone is walking step by step.

Bai Tang only felt that he had seen his long and tedious future from a serious decision that he had inadvertently made.

"I don't count on it." Bai Tang was eating meat skewers with his head bored, and said vaguely: "When you can save your life, I will be liberated." ”

Jiang Futing frowned, Bai Tang's words sounded uncomfortable, but they were telling the truth. Facing a stronger opponent, such as the elder of the Immortal Sect before, if it weren't for Bai Tang, he might have been frustrated to the point that he didn't even have ashes left.

And a simple question can go so far, which neither of them expected.

Bai Tang took a bite of the meat and served the soup, and finally answered the previous question seriously: "The troubles below are almost pressed at present, and this will come back, so it won't go down." At most, make an occasional trip to give them some technical support. ”

That is, there is finally no need to soak in the bottom for a long time.

Jiang Futing took out the memory card he was carrying in his pocket, pressed it on the table that was still shiny, and tapped it with two fingers, and his excited fingertips showed a little flirtatious taste.

Bai Tang paused, his eyes sparkled, and he said without hesitation: "What? Young Master Jiang wants to wrap up all my time in the future? ”

Jiang Futing gave him a roll of his eyes, and with a dark force on his fingertips, the card in his hand flew out.

Bai Tang saw it

The bank card flew murderously in his face, turned sideways leisurely, and clamped it between his fingers: "You rich people, that's how you spend money?" It's not enough to throw money, isn't it? ”

"That's the rest of the commission." Jiang Futing didn't bother to talk to him, and said bluntly.

When Bai Tang heard that he deserved it, he hurriedly wiped the ash on it, and asked with a shy face, "How many more?" ”

Jiang Futing ate slowly: "Six counts." ”

"So many?!" Bai Tang was frightened, and asked cautiously in flattery: "Young Master, you can't mistake your pocket card for me, right?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't know how Bai Tang usually managed his money, but now it seems that he is also a person who closes his eyes and never settles accounts.

"If you don't believe me, I'll send you the detailed account later." He went back on business.

Bai Tang was even more dumbfounded: "You still made an account book?!" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing said unhurriedly: "Throw away all the expenses, as well as the expenses of Fude Lane, the card is the net profit." ”

Bai Tang never expected that he would have a six-figure net profit day in this business, so the question is, where did all his previous money go?

Jiang Futing looked up and saw that he was holding a piece of meat in his mouth, and he forgot to chew it, and added: "If you don't mind, I can also make an account of your living expenses." ”

Bai Tang's head shook into a rattle: "Don't mind, don't mind!" ”

The dinner party for a long time gradually came to an end in Bai Tang's endless nagging.

The so-called wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, they drink the broth dry, and drink the strength of the top.

The cold wind blew more and more arrogantly into the night.

The emotions that are inexplicable in my heart are inexplicable, but I have built a strong fortress, and I stand there regardless of the wind and rain.

Jiang Futing put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and slowly sobered up a little from this lazy fatigue, and suddenly thought of what he had buried himself in investigating during the day, and he asked, "There is something I want to know from you." ”

Bai Tang listened to his tone, estimated that he was going to talk about something, and brushed off the casualness on his body: "What is it, you say?" ”

Jiang Futing rubbed the waste paper towel in his hand and organized his own words: "Is there an ability that allows people to make exactly the same copy as themselves?" ”

"Replicas?" Bai Tang really didn't fully figure it out.

Jiang Futing pinched his fingers and made an analogy: "For example, another you." ”

"Nope." Bai Tang very simply denied: "This ability does not exist. No matter how similar things are, they can only be like, there are always details that go in and out, how can they be exactly the same. ”

What he said was also what Jiang Futing thought at the beginning.

How can there be two things that are exactly the same in this world, as long as it is not a complete replica of a person, according to the specificity of material development, it will definitely be different.

But yesterday's Lu Changdry doll does exist.

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment before slowly asking, "Then have you ever seen an artist who can make a puppet like a human?" ”

"Nope." Bai Tang simply denied it again, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, and sat up: "What trouble are you in here?" ”

Jiang Futing said what he saw and his general speculation.

Bai Tang supported his head with one hand, and flicked the chopsticks on the table with the other hand.

At this moment, the chopsticks rolling back and forth on the table were just like his brain.

"Could it be in the wrong direction?" He said suddenly.