Chapter 1115 Warning, too much sweetness (60)
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's figure disappeared from sight.
Jiang Tang guessed that he might be hungry.
With that in mind, she kicked up a piece of soil and buried the vomit on the ground.
After walking home by herself, Father Jiang saw that she was alone and asked curiously.
"Where is Xiao Song?"
"His company has an emergency, so he's going back first. I'm going to bed. You should also go to bed early."
Jiang's father, who still uses a mobile phone, doesn't know what kind of job Song Naichao does. He just thinks that he is good-looking and has a good temperament, so he must not be doing an ordinary job.
It's normal to be busy like this.
"Well, you go up and have a rest early. It's cold at night, so sleep with the windows closed."
The man looked up at the stairs and turned around to clear the table when he heard the door closing.
As soon as he turned around and looked up, a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He appeared in front of him without making a sound. Father Jiang was so frightened that he took a step back subconsciously and dropped the rag in his hand.
His heart was beating rapidly, and he looked up cautiously.
The next second, his face was full of confusion.
"Xiao Song? Didn't you go back for something?"
Song Naichao stood in front of him, smiling with gentle eyes.
"I changed the message temporarily and turned back halfway."
"Oh...then, let me prepare a room for you."
"Okay, thank you, father-in-law."
"..."
Song Naichao bypassed Jiang's father and walked directly upstairs. He walked to Jiang Tang's door without turning and raised his hand to knock on the door rhythmically.
Just as Jiang Tang was about to take a shower and go to bed, he heard a knock on the door.
When he opened the door, he saw Song Naichao at the door, smiling softly and harmlessly.
"Jiang Tang."
As if we hadn't seen each other for a long time, he greeted me warmly.
Seeing the man's silly look, Jiang Tang understood what was going on. "Coming."
Hearing her cold voice, Song Naichao frowned dissatisfied, stepped forward without any explanation, bent down and clasped Jiang Tang's waist, almost pushing her through the door, and then freed up one hand to close the bedroom door.
"I miss you so much."
The man's curly hair crossed Jiang Tang's face, and his overly fair face and deep and delicate facial features exuded an aura of sadness.
He murmured softly again, and the strength in his hands continued.
"He is very bad and won't let me see you."
"Aren't you two the same person?"
Didn't we agree that memory is universal and emotion is universal? Why are these two fighting over each other?
Song Naichao snorted coldly.
It was like a child making trouble, the thick eyebrows under the curly hair were wrinkled into wavy lines, and the narrow fox eyes were full of displeasure.
"No, I am me and he is him. We could coexist peacefully before, but for you, sooner or later one of us will disappear."
These words made Jiang Tang's heart flutter.
She raised her eyes, looked at the identical but different handsome face in front of her, raised her hand and pinched it gently.
"You are one."
Jiang Tang emphasized.
No matter how divided they are, they are all him.
She can feel it.
As a result, Song Naichao lowered his head and stared deeply at Jiang Tang's face. His deep eyes seemed to be hiding whirlpools, which could always easily attract other people's attention.
He opened his red lips and spoke with rare seriousness and earnestness.
"Jiang Tang, there is only one of you, and no one wants to share it with the other one. We share feelings and memories. I know better than anyone else how much he wants to destroy me. Likewise, he also knows that I can't wait to kill him. .”
The dark eyes in front of him were no longer innocent and harmless, but revealed a pathological possessiveness.
At this moment, Jiang Tang understood that the wheel of the mission world was forcing her to complete the mission.
(End of chapter)