At the dinner table, Mrs. Tang put on an apron and brought the prepared breakfast.
"Xiaotian, is there anything happy?"
Tang Xiaotian smiled at the corners of his eyes and looked at the furnishings of the room curiously. He closed his eyelids slightly and took a gentle breath. The aroma of hot porridge and hot vegetables rushed into his nostrils. The feeling he had not seen for a long time made him feel more and more happy.
"I had a good dream."
He raised his eyes and looked at Tang Mu.
Her eyes had thick dark circles and were bloodshot, with an emotion he couldn't understand.
Tang's mother sat down and asked curiously: "What a good dream?"
Tang Xiaotian shook his head, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper.
He picked up the chopsticks with unfamiliarity and familiarity, picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, enjoying the comfort he had never experienced before.
Tang's mother looked at Tang Xiaotian strangely, but she was not suspicious, but felt happy in her heart.
Being able to have a good meal and talk proves that Xiaotian has not chosen to close himself off!
"If you think about it carefully, I did ignore Xiaotian's thoughts some time ago, which is why this kind of thing happened. I can't do it again in the future."
she thought to herself.
This family change affected not only Tang Xiaotian, but also Tang's mother, as the person involved, was mentally and physically exhausted.
Especially when Tang Xiaotian encountered that kind of thing, Tang's mother finally came to her senses.
Just for this situation.
A little late!
"I'm done eating."
Tang Xiaotian put down his chopsticks, turned and left.
…
Tang Xiaotian held the edge of the stage with both hands.
In the mirror.
The two Tang Xiaotians looked at each other.
"How is it? How do you feel when you come out?" Tang Xiaotian in the mirror asked curiously.
"Tang Xiaotian" nodded vigorously and said with a smile:
“It feels good.”
"I didn't expect that the space inside would be so narrow and dark. It feels like I can't even stretch my hands and feet. Have you been staying here for more than 20 years?"
After finishing speaking, Tang Xiaotian's expression became a little pitiful and distressed.
One goes out and one comes in.
Empathy or the most appropriate word.
Even though Tang Xiaotian only stayed for a few hours. It was shaped like a small dark room, and everything he saw was thick darkness. If he hadn't been able to sense the situation outside, he wouldn't have felt pity and curiosity at this time, but panic!
"Yes, stay here forever."
"Tang Xiaotian"'s smiling eyebrows slightly lowered, and a hint of gloom disappeared in an instant.
"It's not just twenty years, it's thousands of years!"
He quietly added a sentence in his mind.
The two people talking didn't notice.
In the crack of the slightly opened door, there was an eye staring at him in horror, but she couldn't see Tang Xiaotian talking in the mirror, but thought he was talking to himself, saying something confusing.
Tang's mother covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes were red with tears, her body became weak, and she collapsed against the wall.
Split personality, mental illness, all kinds of words flashed through her mind, instantly breaking down her defenses.
"How to do how to do."
Tang's mother was in a state of confusion.
"Do you want to go to the doctor for consultation first?"
Thinking like this, Mrs. Tang quietly got up and returned to her room.
Not long after.
"Xiaotian, mommy went out to buy groceries and will be back soon. Please stay at home and don't run around, okay?"
In the toilet.
Tang Xiaotian held the puppet and subconsciously hid the puppet behind him when he heard the sound. Then he realized it was a false alarm and quickly replied:
"Got it, Mom!"
Hear the door closing.
Tang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, followed his other self's instructions, put the puppet in front of his eyes, opened his lips with his nails, and dug into his throat.
Soon his fingertips touched something warm and hard, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xiao Tang, there really is something."
That's right, Tang Xiaotian calls his other self Xiao Tang.
Of course he became the Tang Dynasty.
Not long after, Tang Xiaotian pulled out the thing from the puppet's throat, and it turned out to be a piece of blood jade the size of a finger.
This blood jade has become more and more brilliant as time passes, with almost wisps of black lines lingering around it.
"It's so cold."
Tang Xiaotian pinched it with his fingertips and felt a slight chill penetrate his flesh and blood through his pores, making him shiver.
"Xiao Tang, how do you know this thing is in the doll's mouth?"
There was a curiosity that couldn't be concealed in his words.
"I only found out about it the night the doll came back."
The moment he took out the blood jade, "Tang Xiaotian" raised his neck slightly, exhaled a breath, and his expression instantly became comfortable.
"what is this?"
"Blood Jade."
"Blood Jade!"
Tang Xiaotian seemed to understand but not understand.
But Xiao Tang smiled half-heartedly and said suddenly: "Do you want to take revenge on the man with the flowery arm?"
The joyful atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Tang Xiaotian looked directly at Xiao Tang in the mirror, his expression gradually became ferocious, a black light seemed to flash in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Revenge, revenge!"
When he thought about what happened that day, he wanted to cut the man with the flowery arm into pieces.
"Tang Xiaotian" lowered his eyes slightly.
But seeing the blood jade in Tang Xiaotian's hand floating with black mist, a strong resentment quietly emerged. The corners of his mouth curled up, like an excellent hunter, like a spider, step by step, entangling the moth to death in the spider web.
"Then let's go find him."
"But I don't know where he lives."
"I know, I'll take you there."
Ever since.
Tang Xiaotian put on his hat and strode away.
…
…
It's noon.
The curtains were drawn and the room seemed extremely dark.
The computer screen flickered with a faint light, and a ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh came from the speakers.
Heavy breathing.
The man with the flowery arms stared intently at the man and woman in the player, his throat rising and falling.
Ta,ta,ta...
There was a sudden knock on the door.
The flower-armed man was so frightened that he trembled.
Soft.
"Fuck! Who is it!"
The flower-armed man was extremely angry, but the knocking on the door continued without any reply.
"Don't let me catch you, or you'll be dead!"
He pulled up his pants, cursed, picked up the baseball bat on the shelf, and strode to the door.
Press the door handle and push it open.
Snapped!
A beer bottle hit him on the head in an instant, and the sudden and severe pain made the man with flowery arms stunned.
Immediately afterwards.
He was kicked in the stomach, and his body lost balance and fell to the ground.
Bang~
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The solid baseball bat fell to the ground, was picked up by one hand, and then the door was closed hard.
The skylight that spilled in was swallowed up in an instant.
"Ah——" The man with the flowery arms cried out in pain, and covered his head with his hands. When he put it down, he saw that it was covered with blood.
One can imagine how much strength was used in that move.
He looked up.
A thin figure stood in front of him, with a familiar face under the black brim.
Tang Xiaotian!
"You bastard! Do you want to die?"
The flower-armed man's anger suddenly jumped up.
You must know that after that day, every one of them was warned by the yamen uncle, especially since he was imprisoned for a few days and released. Although he didn't take it seriously, it was very shameful!
The most important thing is that those little sisters are also locked at home by their parents, so he can only...
Tang Xiaotian's eyes were burning, and the flames of hatred were burning in his heart. He raised his baseball bat and hit the flower-armed man's ankle hard.
"ah--"
Heart-rending screams suddenly broke out.
Only then did the flower-armed man see Tang Xiaotian's eyes.
It's as cold as an ice cellar.
It seemed like the raging flames could burn him to pieces.
He was afraid,
He panicked.
The so-called anger, the so-called anger!
For those who have fallen into the abyss, it is extremely ridiculous.
"Xiaotian, Xiaotian, I was wrong, I was wrong."
The flower-armed man cried bitterly, his nose and tears mixed together, and he still looked like the majestic and arrogant man at that time.
See him like this.
Tang Xiaotian suddenly realized that they were also afraid, afraid, and afraid of bullies who were stronger than them.
then.
He smiled, with a violent smile on his lips, raised his baseball bat and hit it.
The flower-armed man's vision went dark and he fell unconscious.