After chatting rambling for a while, Jiang You said that Jiang Mo should not wake up, and Zhao Shiqi also said that he was going to go up to see Qingsu, and they left together.

Jiang You accompanied Zhao Shiqi to the elevator.

"It's good that all three of you are here when I get married." Zhao Shiqi said suddenly.

"I don't know if it's Zhou Tao or Yuan Shu next."

"What about you?"

"I've got all my sons."

Zhao Shiqi suddenly patted Jiang You on the shoulder.

"I don't know what happened to you in the past few years, we must be on your side," he paused, "I told Zhou Tao, since you don't want to get back together with Xue Bei, we won't tell her in the future." ”

The lights came on and the elevator doors opened.

"I'm up." Zhao Shiqi walked into the elevator.

"Go, go, go."

The door closed slowly.

Jiang You walked back to the room, opened the door and walked through the hallway, and he saw Jiang Mo sitting on the bed with his knees crossed.

"Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

Jiang You sat down on the other bed, kicked off his shoes, took off his clothes and got into the bed.

The air conditioning temperature was set very low.

The two bowls of porridge on the coffee table were cold.

He yawned.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep in a few seconds.

Zhang Qingsu lay on her side on the bed, she looked at the blue sky outside the window, and a row of golden points of light fell on the metal railing.

Calm.

She heard her own even breathing and heartbeat.

The door to the room was pushed open, and she turned her head to watch Zhao Shiqi walk in.

"Awake?" She heard him ask.

She sat up, "I seem to have had a long dream. ”

More than two hours later.

The phone vibrates.

Jiang You reached out and touched the phone, he threw the phone in the direction of Jiang Mo's bed, then turned over and covered his head with the quilt.

Jiang Mo held his mobile phone.

On the caller ID, there are three words: sugar is not sweet.

The phone vibrated for a while, then stopped, and after a few seconds, it vibrated again.

After a few cycles of static vibration.

The door to the room was kicked open.

Tang Butian walked in, holding a wooden knife in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

Jiang You hugged the quilt and sat up in fright.

Jiang Mo looked at the mobile phone that was still vibrating in his hand, and then looked at Tang Butian.

"Why are you here? Why don't you knock on the door? Jiang You reached out and grabbed the glasses and put them on.

"You didn't answer the phone, I thought you might be in danger."

"Jiang Mo, why don't you answer the phone?" Jiang You turned his head to look at Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo answered the phone.

Tang Butian ended the call.

She said: "Room 1236, the person who opened the room is Lei Yao, the director of Panjin Culture and Media. ”

"Please go out for a while, I'll get dressed."

"Okay."

Tang Butian walked out.

Jiang You let out a long sigh and put on a T-shirt, and Jiang Mo threw the phone back into his hand.

"Alright, come in."

After Tang Butian sat down on the sofa, Jiang You took out a mineral water bottle from the bathroom, and he handed it to Tang Butian, "What attacked me today." ”

"What is this?" Tang Butian stared at the black dumplings in the water bottle, she shook the bottle, and the black dumplings spread out and gathered again.

"I don't know, but when the flower fertilizer is not bad, can you help me bring it back to Tangjiang, I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass the security check with it, so I'll force me to say, take a sip," Jiang You shook his head, "I think the picture is too beautiful when I think about it." ”

"Oh."

"Just now I saw the lobby manager take two people up to the twelfth floor, is it Jinrong's companion?"

"Not really. Two white candles were found in the room, with residual spiritual power fluctuations. Tang Butian transferred a few photos to Jiang You.

Jiang You enlarged the photo, most of the candles were left, and the candlesticks were white, very delicate, and carved with strange patterns.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Butian asked.

"What can I do, hit the small one, come the old one," Jiang You sat down next to Tang Butian, and the sofa sank down a little, "Then my yard will not worry about fertilizer, and you can get what you want." ”

He stretched out his right hand in front of Tang Butian, and there was a very light pink scar on the palm of his hand, "Is this a work injury?" ”

"It doesn't count."

"I'm also a public official, right, they attacked me, can you ask for an explanation and some compensation?"

"Does the body camera have a record?"

"No, when I go out to travel, how can I bring that thing with me, and it's also a communication through the air, I don't even see their faces."

"How did they find you?"

"I also want to know, I finally recovered from my injuries and came out for a happy drink." Jiang You picked up the pumpkin porridge on the coffee table and took a sip.

"Do you know her?" Tang Butian handed the phone to Jiang You, and the photo was a woman, very thin.

"It's a little familiar," Jiang You recalled, "It seems that you have come to my store to buy postcards." ”

"She is Lei Yao."

"No wonder, it is estimated that Yang Xuan saw me on the night of the live broadcast, but I think this," Jiang You pointed to the bottle in Tang Butian's hand, "It's not the same as the last time we met." ”

"Accomplices?"

"Maybe, the little naughty 24 is tepid, I guess she is not very satisfied," Jiang You glanced at the time, "You go down with me for dinner, or what do you say?" ”

"Wedding?"

"The wedding banquet here is held at noon, and there are four or five tables in the evening, mainly to invite the woman's relatives, as well as the people who help today, this hotel tastes good."

"Okay."

"Then I'll talk to Shiqi." Jiang You sent a WeChat message to Zhao Shiqi, and Zhao Shiqi quickly replied that there was no problem.

"At lunchtime, I met a member of the Apple Reading Club, and she said she wanted to be an introduction to me."

"You seem to be particularly interested in that organization."

"I think it's a good idea for them to look for food."

"What do you mean?"

"Hatred is a very common food, and it is said that it doesn't taste very good," Jiang You glanced at Jiang Mo, "In the past, they liked to provoke wars, between races, between classes, and now the times are different, and the hatred between genders, although the unit yield is low, and the quality is not high, but the quantity is large, and it is safe and harmless to harvest. ”

Jiang Mo picked up the iPad and started watching the small video.