"How long have you been in his memory?" Bai Tang opened his mouth to break the quiet atmosphere between the two.

Jiang Futing couldn't help pinching his hand in his pocket, only then did he realize that he still had something in his hand, which was Xu Ping's pocket watch, and his fingers slowly rubbed in his pocket: "More than two years." ”

"So long?" Bai Tang looked at him in surprise, there was an indescribable layer of wind and frost attached to the other party's pitch-black pupils, as if engraved on his soul, and he couldn't disperse: "What do you see?" ”

Jiang Futing was still clutching the pocket watch and frowning: "The earthquake twenty years ago. ”

"That big earthquake in Yun Province?" Bai Tang listened to his words and felt a little in his heart, the earthquake in Yun Province was very large, almost a subversive disaster, 7.6 magnitude, hundreds of thousands of deaths, an earthquake of this intensity is shocking even if it occurs in the current society.

Jiang Futing took a deep breath, those clear memories were still vivid in his mind, his soul was shrouded in the breath of death for several months, and he sullenly "En." "For a moment.

Then he added: "Xu Ping and Guo Yanfang are comrades-in-arms of the same team, and Guo Yanfang's leg was broken to protect Xu Ping." ”

"And then, how did he die?" Bai Tang continued to ask.

"After leaving the team, I went to find Guo Yanfang to protect a child and was hit by a car." Jiang Futing said very succinctly.

Bai Tang's steps suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look at him: "Does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Futing met his gaze, he didn't understand it at first, but then he reacted, "I don't feel it." ”

"Oh." Bai Tang sighed lightly, but he was still caught by the people on the side, he continued to walk forward, and thought of something halfway through: "When did he leave the team?" ”

"At the end of the year of the earthquake." Jiang Futing said.

Bai Tang suddenly felt that the steps under his feet were a little heavy, Xu Ping was a lonely ghost, which meant ...... He suddenly couldn't imagine it, and his tone couldn't help but sink: "Then what are you doing in the next two years?" ”

Jiang Futing was still looking at the road and scenery in front of him, as if he was confirming the authenticity of his life in this world, and he was a little nostalgic but still said lightly: "It's at that intersection." ”

He pointed in the middle of the department store, and then to the west, "The next half year is there." ”

Bai Tang looked at his fingers and asked with difficulty, "Haven't you been anywhere else?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't say anything more and shook his head.

There was silence in the air again.

Although Bai Tang often goes in and out of the dark, he is alive, he can contact and communicate with the outside world, can eat normally, has someone to talk to, and can take orders.

But Xu Ping has been standing there alone for the past two years, and he has not been in contact with other ghosts, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, more than 700 days, day after day.

Just imagining it makes him feel as if he has been abandoned by the world, without anyone to touch, like throwing people alone in a closed room and looking at the outside world

Change in front of your eyes.

If it were him, he would probably not be able to stand it for such a long time.

"Isn't it extraordinary...... Under the weather? Bai Tang originally wanted to say that it was uncomfortable, but he was afraid that it would really make Jiang Futing feel uncomfortable, so he changed his words halfway through.

"Get used to it." Jiang Futing replied lightly, hearing that Bai Tang was worried about himself, he added, don't look at him: "I'm fine." ”

Bai Tang was a little uncomfortable stared at by his naked gaze, and touched his nose: "That's good." I finally accepted an apprentice as talented as you, and if I died in the bud before I started formal cultivation, it would be a big loss. ”

Jiang Futing's movement of turning his head almost froze there, and he walked forward quickly and speechlessly.

"Hey! Wait, why do you always get angry so easily. Bai Tang shouted depressedly in the back.

Jiang Futing maintained his speed, but being so troubled by Bai Tang had kept the heavy emotions in his heart dissipated a little, not as heavy as just now.

"Wait for me!" Bai Tang's bright voice continued to wail behind him, and he kept speeding up his pace.

Jiang Futing stopped very suddenly, but the person behind him couldn't stop the car, and his back was hit by someone firmly, and he could feel the breath spraying on him through his clothes.

Suddenly, he took another step forward and walked forward.

Bai Tang couldn't have imagined that he would suddenly move forward again, lying on his back before he had time to retract the center of gravity, and at the moment when the support point was withdrawn, he leaned forward suddenly.

"I'll go, your deliberate revenge is very powerful!" Bai Tang hurriedly stepped away from his hind feet before stabilizing his body and raising his head to stare at him.

Jiang Futing turned around, stood in front of him leisurely, and said nonchalantly, "You made me wait." ”

"Then you suddenly ran away a few meanings!" Bai Tang asked.

"You've bumped into it." Jiang Futing explained simply.

Bai Tang almost rolled his eyes at him: "Then you ran too fast, and those who don't know think that I am poisonous, and I scared you to run away." ”

Jiang Futing was silent for a moment when he heard his words, and he also felt that his reaction was a little too intense, and when he woke up, he was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I may have not been in contact for too long." ”

When Bai Tang heard the word for too long, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he didn't continue the topic, "What happened when you came out later, I see that your soul is not very stable, as if you have been strongly shaken?" ”

When it comes out?

Jiang Futing recalled it, and his last memory was only at 0:00 on January 14, but he didn't see anything: "If nothing happens, just ......"

He wanted to talk about this time, but when he thought about the calendar in that game, he always wondered if there was any connection between the two.

"Just what?" Bai Tang's exploratory gaze looked at him.

"His memory suddenly messed up." Jiang Futing only said half of what he saw.

"Nothing else weird?" Bai Tang's tone was obviously not 100% believing.

It sounds like an inquiry, but it also looks like he's carefully confirming something, just like he did when he discovered the game.

"Nope." Jiang Futing looked at him without evasion.

Bai Tang turned his head back meaningfully, and changed the topic as if unintentionally: "By the way, let's put aside the matter of cultivating the ghost path tonight, and then continue when you come to your senses."

Jiang Futing thought for a while, but did not refuse, and nodded: "Okay."

Now he just wants to close his eyes, stop caring about everything that happens around him, digest the memories of more than two years that don't belong to him, and then grind them into crumbs, and melt into the past like Xu Ping.

After sleeping at night and turning off the lights, Jiang Futing's vision fell into darkness, and such an absurd coldness swept in with the momentum of a flood and a beast.

He still couldn't completely strip himself from that lonely and lonely state.

Everything was separated in an instant by a layer of yin and yang distance that was too far to reach, including the steady and deep breathing in his ears, and for Jiang Futing, he hadn't heard Bai Tang's voice for at least two years.

After such a long time, it is a little uncomfortable to suddenly come into contact with each other.

But in the past two years in that lonely and lonely space, when he was most helpless, the first thing he thought of was Bai Tang's voice, and then Lin Jin and Jiang Chao.

He began to roll over again, lying on his back, and suddenly there was a cold, gentle and heartwarming touch from the back of his hand.

Jiang Futing's body stiffened, and those phoenix eyes suddenly opened very clearly at this moment, staring at the ceiling above his head.

So he didn't know when the 38th parallel was removed by the people on the side, and he even forgot whether Bai Tang had drawn the 38th parallel today.

Jiang Futing only felt a little itchy in his ears, a small stream of hot air was blowing in his ears like a spring breeze, and he whispered in a low and confused voice: "Things are people, time passes, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, it doesn't matter if it's himself, after all, it's already in the past, it's good to be transparent."

Bai Tang had already turned around wrapped in the quilt when he spoke, he was still half-curled, his head just facing the other party's ear, and when he talked about the back, his voice was so small that he could barely hear it.

After being quiet for a while, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and he added half-asleep: "You are only nineteen now, your mind doesn't need to be so heavy, the sky is falling...... I can handle it all. ”

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously clenched his hands.

Jiang Futing was embarrassed to withdraw first, and the other party's soft and relaxing touch was a little greedy in this case, and he was reluctant to take the lead in moving away.

It's rare to be presumptuous like this, Jiang Futing closed his eyes silently, and he didn't know if Bai Tang was asleep at the moment.

His clear voice sounded in the quiet air: "Thank you."

This week, Jiang Futing's task was not heavy, and the matter of cultivating the ghost path was once again postponed until Friday.

His own schoolwork completion is almost complete, only

If you want to go according to the plan, there will be basically no surprises, and as for the rest of the time, he will stare at Yang Linsheng's review.

Yang Linsheng is still relatively competitive, and this week's small test, except for English, basically all of them poured into the passing column.

When Wujiang Futing checked all his results on the week, Yang Linsheng stood aside and looked at his iceberg face, with a worried and uneasy look on his face twisted like a twist.

Until Jiang Futing's face did not appear as cold as he imagined, how the test paper was picked up plainly, and how it was put back plainly.

He glanced at the trembling person standing next to him, "Keep it up, the total score is 392, and the final exam is 410, work hard next semester, plus your specialties can rush to the second book." ”

Yang Linsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief after hanging for a long time, began to smile proudly, and said tentatively: "Then the tutoring the day after tomorrow?"

"Find a store at noon tomorrow, arrive at school at noon the day after tomorrow, and make up for the afternoon in two days." Jiang Futing said unrefusingly, since he was responsible for his achievements, he had to be responsible to the end.

"Okay, then tomorrow you pick a good land and send it to me." Yang Linsheng hurriedly responded.

It turned out to be half a day, half a day, he thought he would have to make up for two whole days.

He was afraid that Jiang Futing himself would say the wrong thing, so he hurriedly responded and did not give him a chance to regret it.

When Jiang Futing went back to change buses at night, he ran into the middle-aged driver who talked a lot, probably in shifts, and he could meet him every three days or so.

He swiped his bus card and accidentally found a girl sitting next to the driver's seat when he walked in.

(End of chapter)