I suddenly felt that something was wrong with these words, but I couldn't tell what was wrong. I just felt awkward. But these words came from Tang Ange's mouth. Now I like to hear everything he says.
"I love you too. It was my fault before, that's why I did such wrong things. I will never leave you alone again in the future."
I clearly felt that Tang Ange's arms holding me loosened, but he immediately hugged me tightly. There were fireflies in the lotus pond, and Tang Ange hugged me across his lap as usual, and stayed with me.
I was watching the little stars twinkling by in the lotus pond. Fu shook his head and bit my ear and asked me if I was good with Bai Qiuyuan when he was away these days. He found out that Bai Qiuyuan liked me last time.
I immediately rolled my eyes at Tang Ange and punched him in the chest. I really thought he was grand and generous before, but now he is so petty:
"You must have misunderstood. I only regard Bai Qiuyuan as my best friend, and Bai Qiuyuan treats me well because I am like his mother. You are so annoying. Why did you think of this?"
Tang Ange laughed, picked me up and asked me to sit on his lap facing him:
"Okay, I won't think too much, come on, hug me and tell me you love me."
Really, people like Tang Ange would open a dyeing workshop for just some dye. But now when he mentioned Bai Qiuyuan, his heart was filled with panic. Such a good person could die so easily.
"Dear, do you think Bai Qiuyuan will be reincarnated in his next life after his death? It's such a pity that he died at such a young age."
Tang Ange's eyes were slightly narrowed and he glanced at me teasingly:
"He has lived for more than a hundred years. From the perspective of you humans, he is already a birthday boy. How can he still be young?"
I was immediately put down by what Tang Ange said and felt a little embarrassed. I quickly changed the subject and asked Tang Ange how he knew that Bai Qiuyuan's body was buried.
"I really wanted to come see you, but I saw that Bai Qiuyuan was buried. This is the underworld. If a corpse appears, something will happen. I originally wanted to take Bai Qiuyuan back to replenish his soul with spiritual power, but
, I tried many times, but it didn’t work.”
When Tang Ange said this, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. I felt a little sad. I touched Tang Ange's face and comforted him by saying that people will die. At least those who die will not be in this world.
Suffered.
This time Tang Ange and I went to look for the golden dragon. I was worried about Yanzhi Town. If Yanzhi Town did something incredible while we were looking for the golden dragon, how would we know?
I told Tang Ange about this concern. Tang Ange touched my face and told me that he had made arrangements for Yanzhi Town. If anything happened, someone would notify me.
After Tang Ange made it clear, I felt relieved. I hugged Tang Ange and looked at the moonlight on the lotus leaves in the pond with peace of mind, hoping that time would stay at this moment forever.
"Tang Ange, when did you start liking me?" I asked Tang Ange.
"I don't know, there was no specific time, I just fell in love slowly. Now that I think about it, even when we first got married, when you took a shower and went to the toilet, it feels like a good memory."
"Why do you remember all this? Do you remember my goodness?" I asked Tang Ange, pretending to be angry.
"No, it seems you don't have anything good..."
I was immediately so angry that I wanted to hit Tang Ange with my fist, but before I could hit him, his big hand immediately wrapped my fist and prevented me from moving. He pressed my buttocks with his hand and moved towards him.
He held me tightly in front of me, making me lean closer to him.
No matter what happens between Tang Ange and I, as long as we still love each other, nothing will change.
Early the next morning, we packed up and returned to Hangzhou. Tang Ange was driving. When he was driving, I was so surprised that I asked him when he learned how to drive? I also asked him if he had a driver's license?
Tang Ange seemed to find my question a bit funny. He told me that he was a ghost. Does a ghost drive a car? Do you need a driver's license? He also told us to rest assured that everything would be fine.
Because Tang Ange could only smell the scent of Hu Xian, but there were too many people in Hangzhou to accurately identify where this scent was, so we could only look for it slowly. I even searched for three or four days, but I didn't see it.
The trace of Hu Xian.
We just finished visiting the West Lake today and found a hotel in the evening. We wanted to have an early meal and rest early. Yang Qian has been to all the scenic spots in Hangzhou. Starting tomorrow, we will seriously look for traces of Zao Jinlong.
Already.
The taste of Zhejiang cuisine is quite good. Tang Ange, who hardly eats anything, now eats two bowls of rice every meal. I really like the way he eats with satisfaction. If he looks like this, he
It’s almost the same as us. But tonight there were more people eating in every hotel, and the small shops on the roadside were afraid of being unhygienic. Finally, I found a restaurant that looked clean and tidy. There weren’t many people at the tables inside, so I guess.
The food isn't delicious, but it's only for one night, so if it doesn't taste good, it's okay, at least it looks good.
When we entered the hotel, we didn't see many waiters. We randomly found a seat we liked and sat down. After a while, a waiter who was about 17 or 18 years old took our order with a menu.
He looked a little bad at first and didn't even look at us. He handed over a menu and asked us to read it ourselves.
It was Tang Ange who took the menu and asked what was better cooked in the store?
Tang Ange's voice has always been nice, and he is also good-looking. As soon as the waiter heard Tang Ange's voice, he quickly turned his head and looked at Tang Ange. He could still have looked at us coldly, but after looking at him, even Tang Ange
She couldn't even speak the words she asked him. Yang Qian was so hungry. Seeing the waiter being so annoyed, she grabbed the menu from Tang An Singer, ordered a few of her favorite dishes, and then gave them to her.
Jin Dashun ordered Dongpo pork and lion head, and then ordered bone soup and stir-fry for Tang Ange and me. He impatiently called the waiter to serve the dishes quickly.
For people like Yang Qian, I really don’t know what to say about her, and it’s useless to say so. That’s just the kind of character she has.
Although there were not many tables in this store, the serving speed was extremely slow. It was unbearably slow. Thirty minutes later, the waiter only brought us side dishes such as coriander, peanuts and radish skin.
Yang Qian was so angry that she went to the front desk and complained several times, and the head waiter always said, "Come on, hurry up." The chef is on his way to the hotel now, so he should be here soon.
When Yang Qian heard that the chef dared to open the door to receive customers every time he arrived, she became even more angry and started to yell and curse. Her temper was really hard to take care of.
In order to avoid getting into trouble, I hurried over and told her to forget it. Since the chef didn't come, we would just wait a little. If that didn't work, we would change to a hotel to eat.
There was a table of customers in front of the cashier, three or four of them, all men in their thirties and forties. From our accents, it didn’t sound like they were locals. They said to us a little arrogantly:
"I say you young girls, please leave quickly and stop eating here. You might risk your life here."
Yang Qian listened to these people talking, turned around, and asked them why?
One of the men directly grabbed a handful of peanuts in a small plate and said to me and Yang Qian:
"Several chefs in this restaurant have died. Today this chef is the last one. Their boss wanted us to see what happened in this restaurant and invited us to come and have a look, but we don't have any here.
If you see something dirty, we can only get rid of the evil spirits when the chef comes. You two little girls are from out of town. I won’t have so much energy to take care of you later. If something happens later, you can’t.
Don't say it's bad luck, we warned you."
Yang Qian and I looked at each other and realized that this hotel was haunted.
Yang Qian couldn't stand the madness of these men. She was about to say that I am also a goddess and I can catch ghosts, but before she could say anything, I covered her mouth. I shook my head at her,
Say don't say it.
In a place like this, more is worse than less.
We returned to our seats and planned to tell Tang Ange and others that we had moved to a hotel for dinner. It was already past eight o'clock, so the guests elsewhere should have already finished their meals, so we should be able to find a place to sit.
After all, Yang Qian finally nodded, but when we returned to our seats, she suddenly felt a stomachache. She heard what these men said, and she didn't dare to go to the bathroom alone, so she asked me to accompany her.
.
Yang Qian went to the bathroom, and I was waiting for her at the sink outside the bathroom. At this time, a sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside. I turned around and saw a young woman wearing a red dress. The young woman had a figure similar to mine, and her feet were
She was wearing a pair of white high-heeled shoes. Her figure was a little plump, but she still looked good-looking. She had a pretty face and fair skin. She walked over hurriedly holding a little shota who was about three or four years old and dressed in Korean style.
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The woman in red clothes saw me standing by the sink. Regardless of knowing me, she said hello to me and asked if she could help her take care of her son. She would go to the bathroom and he would be fine soon.
Little Shota was wearing a small white dress. Seeing his mother like this, he put his hands on his waist and imitated an adult's tone and said to his mother:
"I just said, you can't eat chili, and you ate so many crayfish just now. Really, why did dad marry a woman like you! You are not obedient at all, and you are not as good as me! You go ahead, I can take care of you.
my own."
This little Zhengda's voice was childish. When her mother saw that little Zhengtai said this, she thanked him for understanding like an ancestor and hurried to the bathroom.
I liked this young lady very much. I was about to touch his face and ask him his name. Unexpectedly, the young lady turned around and looked at me, smiling and saying: