At four o'clock in the morning, Tang Lin woke up quietly.

The moonlight slips into the bedroom through the cracks of the curtains, reflecting a light silver color on the floor.

This is the seventh day after he returned, and his biological clock has not been adjusted, because every time the threshold is opened, it is midnight, and his body has become accustomed to the darkest time, and he is the most alert.

Mr. Fan did not have these problems at all. He quickly adapted to his healthy routine as soon as he came back. Tang Lin, who was usually tired of getting up early, developed various fancy breakfasts in the kitchen. Only then did Mr. Fan wake up in the fragrance of the sun and the clear porridge.

Sighing enviously, Tang Lin was about to sleep for a while, but after turning over, he found that his other half of the bed was empty.

Fan Peiyang is not here.

Tang Lin reached out and touched her. The place where the other party had slept was still filled with warmth, and it must have been not long since he left.

Tang Lin frowned, and the only sleepiness left was gone.

Could it be that Mr. Fan's biological clock was so disordered after he came back a week, right?

Tang Lin got out of bed lightly and prepared to go out quietly to find out. As a result, as soon as the bedroom door was opened, a rich "caloric fragrance" came to his face.

——Crape charred.

The first and second floors of the villa are empty structures. Standing at the door of the bedroom on the second floor, you can see the open kitchen at the end of the first floor from afar... and Mr. Fan's "busy" back.

Tang Lin had a bad premonition.

"Did you cook the porridge or burn the poached egg?" When you walked down the stairs, Tang Lin made a joke. In fact, it is not to make fun of it. It is mainly to give Mr. Fan a buffer, leaving some time to "clean the battlefield" or simply "destroy the corpse". After all, he has only been upgraded from a kitchen novices to a kitchen newbie. He understands that on the bumpy road of cooking, he wants to be less embarrassed and more decent and sad.

But Mr. Fan defeated Tang Lin's considerate with his hard-core cooking skills: "Those steps have not yet come."

Not arrived?

Tang Lin walked into the kitchen without understanding, and then saw a stove covered with a thick coat and a blackened wall brick behind the stove.

"..." Tang Lin silently stretched out his hand and lifted his coat.

A pan with a deformed handle below was burned. The amount of oil in the pan, not to mention fried eggs, fried dough sticks were enough, and oil was splashed outside the pan and on the stove.

"It should be that when there was still water in the pot, the oil was poured in, which caused the water and oil to be insoluble after heating, and it splashed everywhere. At the same time, the fire was too large, igniting the oil in the pot." Mr. Fan explained in an orderly manner and his face did not change color.

He is the culprit who knows, and he thinks he is a chemistry teacher if he doesn't know.

Tang Lin took a deep breath and smiled and turned sideways, making the "crime scene" clearer: "Since you understand the principle, how did all this happen?"

Van Peryang picked up his coat: "The combination of theory and practice takes time."

The poor dark gray coat has been burned with a round burn mark, which is exactly the size of the pan. Thanks to the heavy and thick material of the clothes, it can't be destroyed even if it is thin, but it will help burn.

The household encyclopedia usually recommends that in this case, quilts or pot lids should be used to isolate oxygen. It is estimated that the pan does not have a pot lid, and the quilts are all in the bedroom upstairs. Faced with the raging fire, Mr. Fan could only use materials nearby and picked up the coat left in the living room yesterday.

Tang Lin couldn't bear to make up for the scene when Mr. Fan's kitchen crashed, and patted him comfortably: "Luckily, you still remember not being able to use water."

As for the coat, Fan Peiyang has a cabinet anyway, so I don’t feel sorry for it.

"Why did you suddenly want to cook?" Tang Lin rolled up his sleeves and helped clean up the mess.

Van Peiyang stuffed his coat into a bag he didn't want: "No, it's a whim."

"Oh," Tang Lin said deliberately, "I thought I had been doing it for several days, and you were deeply moved and wanted to reciprocate."

Fan Peiyang: “…”

As the saying goes, seeing through but not talking through, friends can do it.

But for Tang Lin, he said everything, which is why he has experienced so much and finally learned how to get along with Fan Peiyang.

Seeing Mr. Fan’s thoughts being exposed, his brows frowned slightly.

Tang Lin leaned over without warning and quickly pecked his eyebrows, with a little intimacy and a little naughty.

Fan Peiyang has no temper at all.

He didn't know where Tang Lin learned this trick, but he could only kiss her. It was simply a trick. Anyway, Tang Lin must have not been like this before, but... well, he is quite helpful.

The two worked together to clean the kitchen, and Tang Lin was dragged by Fan Peiyang to take a shower together. After the tossing was early, the two of them chose takeaway breakfast tacitly, and then one lay lazily on the sofa to read books, and the other accompanied him to read books lazily.

Seeing that one morning was going to waste so much, Tang Lin couldn't help it and asked Fan Peiyang: "When are you planning to return to the company?"

Fan Peiyang's answer was the same: "No hurry."

Tang Lin pillowed on his lap and looked up at him: "Are you planning to accompany me to retire early?"

Fan Peiyang actually thought about it seriously: "It's OK."

Tang Lin was both angry and funny: "Mr. Fan, I didn't go back because I haven't figured it out yet. Why did I explain my illness in the company suddenly cure? I can't say that I suddenly found the elixir." He didn't really want to retire.

Fan Peiyang lowered his head and gently stroked his eyebrows with his thumb: "Then wait until you think of the reason, let's go back together."

Tang Lin was helpless: "I have been away from the company for a few years since I got sick and I have not been operating well as my company. But if you go back one day earlier, the company will be able to go up to the next level."

Although the company is also very stable now, it basically moves forward inertia along the route set by the past. Many of the plans deployed by Fan Peiyang in the early stage are actually on hold.

Tang Lin's attitude surprised Fan Peiyang slightly: "I think you don't care about these companies anymore."

"If the company belongs to me alone, I really don't care," Tang Lin confessed. "After experiencing this serious illness and passing the barrier, I think it's good to be healthy and healthy. The calmer the life is, the more stable it is..." Pause for a moment, "But this is my state of mind, not yours."

Fan Peiyang asked: "What should my state of mind be?"

Tang Lin had almost no idea, so he paved a magnificent road for President Fan: "Expanding territory, killing all directions, making a fortune, and commercial giants."

"..." Fan Peiyang never knew that his partner had such brilliant expectations for him.

Tang Lin thought that after he finished speaking, Mr. Fan would shrugge his shoulders lightly and give him a look of "Is these a problem for me?" so that he could understand them by himself.

But Fan Peiyang covered his eyes with his hands.

Tang Lin originally looked at Fan Peiyang from bottom to top, but his vision was suddenly blocked, which made him stunned for a moment.

Then he heard Fan Peiyang's voice in a quiet darkness.

"When you first joined forces, you asked so many people to come to me, why did I finally agree to start a business with you..."

Tang Lin was slightly stunned.

Yes, he asked, but Fan Peiyang did not give him any answers at that time, as if he was disdainful to answer such stupid questions. Later, he tried to mention them twice in a joke, but Fan Peiyang ignored them directly, and he never asked again.

Fan Peiyang looked down at Tang Lin, who had been deprived of his vision. Although this was a bit indecent enough, he couldn't say it when looking at Tang Lin's eyes.

If you have no experience, Mr. Fan comforts himself and is forgiven for being unfamiliar.

The sunlight is just right, and the large floor-to-ceiling glass makes the entire living room warm.

For the first time, Fan Peiyang took out the youthful self hidden in the deepest part of his heart and had no reservations.

“What I want is never 'starting a business', 'and you'.”

...

“Buzz…”

"bite!"

Two mobile phones placed on the coffee table, one vibrates and the other sounds a crisp reminder.

Fan Peiyang restrained the conditioned reflex when he raised his arm to check, picked up the "ding" phone and handed it to Tang Lin, giving up persuading him to change the prompt sound.

The captain said that the glorious years of passing through the barriers will never return, and he can only talk about commemoration in this way.

When Tang Lin saw Fan Peiyang's expression, he knew that Mr. Fan had complained in his heart again, but he was really reluctant to change this prompt sound, although it was only five points similar to the prompt sound of the real owl system.

After he came back, he didn't sleep much every day, but as soon as he fell asleep, all kinds of things in the level world would come back, sometimes other levels, and more often he would return to the 9/10 battle.

However, dreams never strictly follow memory, and they prefer to develop original plots on established scenes and personnel.

For example, Bai Luxi recovered his memory, but did not find the rabbit hole, but suddenly found that he was a member of the K star, so he began to turn against him and prepared to help the guardians deal with them. As soon as he turned around, he was trapped by He Lu [you fouled] and forced "Let's talk about life faith sincerely". Then, there was nothing left. He listened to He Lu's voice of his temptation and went directly to deep sleep.

For example, after destroying the recycling room, all the resurrected passers-by were not forced to return to the dungeon, so the friends found their former comrades in the crowd, Guan Lan found Tanhua, Zhou Yunhui found Tiger, Brother Qiang, Huazi, and He Lu found three bars, Thirteen, and the two, and they all finally embraced Big Four again...

Every time he dreams, Tang Lin is so tired that he is too troubled, but every time he wakes up, he feels lost.

Only when you have regrets will you always miss it. Tang Lin knew that this was the sequelae left by the hyperspace jump point. When entering the jump point, no one expected to return to the place where they were initially involved. Such unexpected dispersion made the partners completely lose contact before they could celebrate the victory.

The information left by many partners is just a code name, name, origin, and background, and there is not even a single photo.

Just like the owl mark that the owl system once branded on them, it disappeared without a trace as it left the level world.

The only thing that remains is memory, and this "ding".

The six partners, except Huo Xu, are still missing, and the rest are not separated.

Fan Peiyang had Zheng Luozhu's mobile phone number as early as the first thirteenth level, and Nange's phone number was Zheng Luozhu insisted on coming when he was in the Water World Hotel. Yuepang did not leave any contact information, but when he joined the team, he almost reported his own house number together, so it was not difficult to find him.

Nange's number is the same as her flip phone. It has been ten years since Tang Lin thought that calling it would be a shutdown, but she didn't want Nange's family to renew this number during the years when she disappeared, so that one day, the call will no longer be cold, "The phone you called cannot be connected now."

Tang Lin took the phone handed over by Fan Peiyang and unlocked the screen. Someone in the WeChat group spoke.

There are a total of six members in the group, Tang Lin, Fan Peiyang, Nan Ge, Zheng Luozhu, Cong Yue, and a small account built by Yue Pang Pang for Huo Xu. Although I don’t know if this account will be used on the day, the whole family must be neatly arranged.

The person who spoke was Zheng Luozhu. He first sent an extremely shocked emoticon package, and then threw a news link-

Shocking! There have been reports of many years of missing people in various places that have been strangely returning! Some people refuse to accept interviews, and some insist on being kidnapped by aliens... [Details link]

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