What does the bad guy have to do with him?

What does birthday have to do with him?

As a gatekeeper, all he has to do now is to leave this strange world of heart immediately, return to the temple, and say to Tang Lin, "The fear of your three black hair balls is too boring, and you won't pass", and then kill someone and finish the work.

Demos thought about what he should do very thoroughly, smoothly, and smoothly.

result--

"Who is the bad guy?"

He continued to ask the bad guy's name.

...There must be some mysterious force majeure in these white tuans!

"Fan Peiyang." Tang Lin was like an honest child, treating malicious snoopers without any warning. After saying that, he asked the other party stupidly, "Do you know him?"

Demos: "…"

More than just knowing.

He knew everything that was cut into eight sections, burned into slag, and turned into ashes.

"I remember his birthday every year, and he forgot my birthday. When he promised to watch the midnight show with me today, I thought he had finally remembered it once..." Tang Lin lowered his eyes, but did not restrain the sadness inside, "So it wasn't."

"Uh," Demos felt it was necessary to confirm it once, "The Fan Peiyang you mentioned, and I know the Fan Peiyang, whose bookshelf is full of 'Tang Lin', is he a man?"

Tang Lin, who was lying on the steering wheel, naturally couldn't understand these things, and looked at Mos in a daze: "Hmm?"

Demos changed his simple question: "Is it the Van Peryang who makes people want to hit him more whenever he says a word?"

Tang Lin was happy and said with a little childish angrily: "You can't beat him."

Demos: "…"

How proud are you?

Without any warning, the passenger's car door was pushed open. Tang Lin, who was standing sideways, raised his head and blinked his eyes: "Do you want to accompany me to watch the midnight event?"

Demos: "I'm full."

Two minutes later.

Demos sat in the first row of the open cinema, watching the bombardment on the big screen, feeling that he must have eaten too much dog food, which hurt his mind.

The movie suddenly gives a close-up of the sky.

The blue sky is extremely clear, and half of the darkness in the theater is illuminated by this bright picture.

Including those who are watching movies.

Tang Lin was crying.

But he and his tears were quiet.

Demos finally came to his senses in his heart, jumped away from this absurd white mass, and returned to the green mountains and clear waters in Tang Lin's heart. He definitely didn't want it...

puff.

Another white bun was covered in his face.

In the spacious and bright living room, the morning sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, warm and quiet.

At the dining table, two people were having breakfast.

One is Tang Lin.

One is who has finally evolved from a name to an entity, Fan Peiyang.

Demos hid himself.

When he wanted to ask questions, no one could lie to him. Similarly, when he didn't want to disturb him, no one could see him in his heart.

The two of them finished eating together, but only Fan Peiyang moved.

He put on his coat, took his belongings and car keys and went to the entrance, obviously preparing to go to work directly.

Tang Lin was still sitting at the dining table, quietly watching his hurried figure.

Until Fan Peiyang put on his shoes and was about to push the door and leave.

Tang Lin said lightly: "Do you have to stagger it for ten minutes every day?"

Fan Peiyang turned around and raised his eyebrows inquiringly, just like the leader did to his subordinates, without wasting time talking to his words.

Demos was so familiar with this expression. When assessing Fan Peiyang, he was offended by the other party's natural "upper posture" countless times so much that he wanted to break the work rules and kill him first.

But he didn't expect that Tang Lin also treated him like this.

He should be relieved about this kind of "equal treatment", but when he looked at the injuries that flashed through Tang Lin's eyes, his chest felt a little stuffy.

"I know you don't want to disclose our relationship in the company, but we arrive at the company every day for ten minutes. This pattern is also suspicious," Tang Lin held his cheek with one hand and suggested half seriously and half jokingly, "Occasionally, we can also try it together in the company."

"No need," Fan Peiyang didn't think about it, "The result of this extravagance is likely to be backfire." After saying that, he pushed the door out, and just walked out, and turned back, "By the way, yesterday's financial statements have some problems. You come to my office directly after you arrive at the company."

Tang Lin picked up the fork bored and played with it in his hand. He deliberately dragged it for a few seconds. It was not until Fan Peiyang frowned impatiently that he responded lazily: "Receive it, my Mr. Fan."

Moss was dumbfounded.

Isn’t it to play with a fork to poke that bad guy?

Did he misunderstand?

No, I can't stay any longer. If I stay any longer, he will easily help Tang Lin to do justice for Tian.

Return to the green mountains and clear waters again.

puff.

Return to the green mountains and clear waters again.

puff.

Return to the green mountains and clear waters again.

puff.

Demos: "…"

Who can take him away from this abyss peak dominated by nightmares Bai Tuanzi!

【Bai Tuantuan Three】

It's the living room again, but this time it turns into late night.

The whole world seemed to have fallen asleep, and even the wind stopped. The night outside the window was deep and the moonlight was quiet.

Fan Peiyang sat on the sofa and fell asleep.

Tang Lin was secretly kissing him, and shamelessly holding up his cell phone to take a selfie.

Shameless?

Demos felt pitiful.

Even though these people are all bugs in his opinion, bugs and bugs are different.

Some people want to step on it with one foot, while others want to squat down and observe for a while before stepping on it.

Tang Lin is the third type.

Demos never knew before that there was a third type of insect in this world.

Not only do you not step on your feet, but you also want to help him drive away all the small stones and big pests that are blocking the road ahead.

What's the reason?

It’s not that this little bug is so cute and charming.

It's so miserable.

What do you think of when talking to friends like this?

【Bai Tuantuan's Fourth】

There was finally no Fan Peiyang here. There was only Tang Lin who was quietly stuffing clothes from the wardrobe into his backpack. He stuffed one piece, and then stopped to listen to the sound vigilantly, like a thief.

The problem is that he didn't have many clothes, only three or four pieces, and it looked like he was going on a short trip or a business trip.

But if it is a normal reason, is it necessary to be so sneaky?

Demos showed up and called him behind his back: "Hey."

Tang Lin was startled and turned his head suddenly, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was not Fan Peiyang. As for a stranger suddenly appearing, it seemed that he was not within his alert range, and he only showed a trace of doubt.

Demos did not introduce himself and asked bluntly: "What are you doing?"

Tang Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a finger to press his lips: "Shh, don't be so loud."

Demos didn't know what was wrong with his stubbornness, so he followed him obediently, lowered his voice, and asked again in his breath: "What are you doing?"

Tang Lin smiled, a hint of naughtyness in his smile, and said in an exaggerated voice: "Steal--East--West--"

Moss looked at the bag in his hand in a daze: "Just steal a few..."
To be continued...