Chapter 94 The Universe Comes to Qiang (Part 3) Words Become a Prison.

Zhang Deng didn't save this number, but he realized it almost immediately. He asked, "Is it Dong Yu?"

"It can only be him," Zhang Deng said, "it can't be anyone else."

He replied: "Four o'clock, what's the matter?"

Dong Yu replied quickly: "My boss is not at work today."

Zhang Deng saved his number. He had no idea what Dong Yu wanted to talk to him about, but he still replied, "Haha, they were really drunk."

Dong Yu asked, "What's going on today?"

Zhang Deng said no, but unexpectedly Dong Yu asked, "Do you want to come out?"

Zhang Deng asked, "What are you going out for?"

Dong Yu didn't reply for a long time. After a while, he said, "I don't know."

Zhang Deng was speechless, but still agreed: "Sure."

He's been around a lot of people lately, and Zhang Deng is a bit overwhelmed, so he can only say that he tries his best to take care of everyone. Wei Yuanye is worried about Zhang Deng meeting a strange man alone, so he asks to go together, and Dong Yu agrees.

They made an appointment at around seven in the evening, and Dong Yu seemed to have just gotten off work at that time.

He was still wearing his work uniform. He looked thin, with the wind blowing his clothes and hair, making him look emaciated, which was quite distinctive.

Zhang Deng called him, Dong Yu waved to him, Wei Yuanye nodded, and the two of them greeted each other briefly.

Dong Yu said, "What are we going to do?"

Zhang Deng: "...I don't know? Have you eaten?"

Dong Yu shook his head. Zhang Deng thought to himself, "Why is this guy acting like a fool?" He said, "Then let's go get something to eat."

Dong Yu said that anything was fine for them to eat, and Zhang Deng didn't want to be too extravagant, so they just found a roadside restaurant. The three of them ordered four dishes, and the cost per person was only 60 yuan, which was quite a good deal.

While waiting for the food to be served, Dong Yu also sat in the corner without saying a word. He rummaged through his pocket for a long time and took out a pack of cigarettes, motioning to Zhang Deng and Wei Yuanye to have a smoke. Both refused. Dong Yu hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether he should smoke or not. Zhang Deng said, "It's okay, you smoke."

Dong Yu then lit it up, and Zhang Deng felt the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Although he did say when he left his phone number yesterday that we could meet up someday if we had the chance, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon and it would be so awkward.

Dong Yu finally spoke: "Are you two dating?"

"yes."

Dong Yu nodded: "Very good."

Zhang Deng: "What about you? Do you have a partner?"

"No," Dong Yu shook his head, "No one likes me."

"You are very handsome." Zhang Deng said.

Dong Yu took a puff of his cigarette. In the smoke, his stubbled face was even more attractive. He said, "Girls don't look at faces."

Actually, it’s not entirely true. Zhang Deng thinks that many girls would like Dong Yu, but Dong Yu looks a little decadent, and his attitude may discourage some people who like him.

Dong Yu said, "I have a problem with my brain and I can't lie to others."

Zhang Deng said, "What's the problem?"

"I can never tell the difference between reality and dreams," Dong Yu said. "You're called a madman."

Zhang Deng is no longer sensitive to this word. He said, "There are few people with healthy brains these days."

"Do you know Tong Ying?" Zhang Deng asked.

Dong Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "I know him."

"Who is he?"

Dong Yu thought for a moment and said, "I don't understand him."

“I think he’s a nice guy,” Dong Yu said. “He introduced me to a job. He’s a normal person.”

"Why would he help you?"

Dong Yu said: "One day he contacted me out of the blue. I don't know why he helped me. I thought he was trying to scam me, but I didn't have anything to be scammed, so I came."

"Do you have his contact information?"

"Wait a minute." Dong Yu took out his cell phone, searched for a while, and handed it to him. There was a string of phone calls on the screen.

Zhang Deng took a picture and returned the phone to him. Dong Yu took it, and Zhang Deng saw the scar on his wrist again.

Dong Yu noticed his gaze and took the initiative to explain: "This was cut when I was sick before."

Zhang Deng asked, "What does it feel like to be sick?"

"It seems so..." Dong Yu said, "I am omnipotent. At that time, people kept telling me to die. After I die, I will gain eternal life in another world."

There seemed to be a thread in the darkness, connecting many incredible things, but Zhang Deng was unable to connect them together. In the chaos, he intuitively felt that these things might be related to Tong Ying.

Zhang Deng wanted to ask Tong Ying out for a chat. Just as he was thinking about this, the dishes arrived. Dong Yu had a good appetite. In fact, he was talkative, but it was not very obvious. While eating, he liked to comment.

"This dish is average," Dong Yu said, "This one is OK."

Zhang Deng asked, "What do you usually eat?"

Dong Yu couldn't answer this question, so he said, "Eat whatever you have."

Apparently, he didn't cook and didn't have much money, so eating was a matter of luck. Zhang Deng understood and said, "If I'm free, I'll take you out for dinner later."

Dong Yu said, "Okay."

He didn't show any emotion, but just said, "We are destined to be together. I knew it at first sight."

"Have you really never seen me?" Zhang Deng confirmed again.

Dong Yu: “I don’t know, actually.”

"My memory is messed up," Dong Yu pointed to his head calmly. "It's broken here. I can't remember anything. I can't use my phone, I can't find my way around, and I might forget what I was doing one second. You know, I think my core processor is burned out, or maybe I lost it."

Zhang Deng sighed, not knowing what to say.

Dong Yu, however, felt nothing. He said, "It's enough for me to know that I've experienced it. I've been smart before."

Zhang Deng didn't have a very pleasant meal. He felt like the food was stuck in his chest, and he didn't know how to help Dong Yu.

After a few people came out, before leaving, Zhang Deng asked him: "Where do you live?"

Dong Yu pointed in a direction: "I have a home."

"Oh, okay," Zhang Deng said, "How are you going back?"

Dong Yu said, "It's very close, do you want to go?"

Zhang Deng was tired and didn't want to walk anymore. He said, "Next time, I'll come and play with you when I have time."

Dong Yu nodded, waved to the two of them, turned around and walked into the busy traffic.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened. Just like Zhang Deng's heart, he looked up at Wei Yuanye and noticed that Wei Yuanye seemed a little too silent recently. He asked, "Do you think he can survive in this world?"

"Everyone has his own destiny," said Wei Yuanye.

Zhang Deng said, "I've always remembered what you said: 'A single thought can lead to immeasurable collapse.' Is our indifference to the suffering of others also a form of non-choice, leading to different outcomes?"

Wei Yuanye said: "Don't be obsessed with everyone being perfect."

Zhang Deng: “…”

He looked up at Wei Yuanye and found that even after Wei Yuanye said such a strong sentence, his expression was still calm.

Wei Yuanye would occasionally be like this. It seemed like he never thought about any problems in normal times, but at certain times, he would blurt out some scary words, as if he had already figured out the rules of this world.

No one can come up with a methodology so easily without summarizing the rules, unless he has been thinking about it all the time.

Zhang Deng said, "Maybe you are right."

There were many times when Zhang Deng would pretend to be blind even when he was standing in front of the abyss. He did not dwell on Wei Yuanye's status. Because Wei Yuanye was already that kind of person, and he chose to be with Wei Yuanye, then Wei Yuanye did not need to change.

Zhang Deng grabbed his arm, put his face against it eagerly, and said, "Let's go home."

Wei Yuanye pulled his arm out, put it on his shoulder, hugged him tightly in his arms, and gave him a loud kiss on the forehead.

Zhang Deng said, "Don't you feel like you and Dong Yu have a special connection?"

“No,” Wei Yuanye said, “You feel destiny everywhere.”

"It's true," Zhang Deng said, "I always feel a sense of familiarity with many people. Don't you feel that way at all?"

Wei Yuanye said, “Yes.”

"Who is it?"

"You." Wei Yuanye said.

Zhang Deng pushed him and said, "What?"

Wei Yuanye didn't say much.

The night was relatively peaceful. I turned on the lights and went to bed at around 10 o'clock. I slept soundly and dreamlessly. Then in the morning, when I picked up my phone with sleepy eyes, I found more than ten messages.

First, there was a pinned message from Wei Yuanye. He sent one at around 7:00 in the morning: "Buy breakfast, will be back later."

Zhang Deng gave him an "OK" expression in reply.

Then there was Hu Ningning, who bombarded me with questions non-stop last night: "Did you know? That guy and that guy were together last night."

“It’s so shocking.”

After sending several messages, Zhang Deng said, "They were chewing it when they left the day before yesterday."

This melon is so boring. Most people were unconscious at the time, but Zhang Deng was still conscious and saw it at the time.

The last one was posted by He Xiaoqiu: "Liu Yan wants to get back together with me."

Zhang Deng felt that he was completely sober this time.

Zhang Deng replied: "You agreed?"

"I asked him for 100 million," He Xiaoqiu replied quickly, "Give it to me, and I'll make peace with him."

He Xiaoqiu said, "Anyway, you have to have money or love, right?"

Zhang Deng said, "You clearly want them all."

"It's not too much to want both," He Xiaoqiu said, "Am I not worthy?"

He Xiaoqiu's sense of worthiness was truly high, and Zhang Deng had to admit it. He asked, "Did he agree?"

He Xiaoqiu: "He went back to raise money."

Zhang Deng typed numbly: "I wish you happiness."

It would be best if I could be so happy that I no longer have to tell him these bad things. Zhang Deng was a little annoyed by the love-hate relationship between rich people.

After reviewing the memorials, he played with Xiaomi for a while, watered Xiao Ai, and waited for a long time before Wei Yuanye came back.

Zhang Deng was a little angry: "Why are you so late? It's already half past eight."

Wei Yuanye: "...Is it very late?"

He felt a little strange. Usually Zhang Deng never commented on what time he came back in the morning. Today it seemed that he was a little late, but not so late that he would be angry.

But Zhang Deng also had his own ideas. The time he and Wei Yuanye could spend together was getting shorter and shorter, and he didn't want to waste a single minute. Zhang Deng thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you in the future."

"Are you sure?" Wei Yuanye asked.

Zhang Deng wasn't sure. He thought about it for a long time and finally gave a very gentle answer: "I'll try it tomorrow."

"Okay," Wei Yuanye shook the plastic bag in his hand, "I bought you tofu pudding."

Zhang Deng was a bit numb to having a different delicious breakfast every morning. He suspected that Wei Yuanye wasted his time looking for a different breakfast. When they sat down at the dining table together, Zhang Deng suddenly asked, "Do you think taking care of me is tiring?"

Wei Yuanye looked at him as if he was sick.

Zhang Deng said, "Has your quality of life actually decreased since you've been with me? You always have to wait for me to react before you can move on to the next step, but I'm very slow."

Wei Yuanye said, "Shut up."

Zhang Deng couldn't explain it to him, but in fact, this was to comfort Zhang Deng himself.

If Wei Yuanye would live a better life without him, Zhang Deng would feel that separation was not such a pity.

Zhang Deng sipped the tofu pudding with a sigh and said with feeling, "It's delicious."

Everything tastes good, everything drinks well, Zhang Deng has a good appetite, and I feel happy no matter what I eat.

Wei Yuanye finished eating and watched Zhang Deng eat slowly. He ate very slowly but didn't miss a single bite. Suddenly, he realized that Zhang Deng had changed a lot since they first met.

When he first met Zhang Deng, Wei Yuanye did feel that Zhang Deng was sometimes like a snail. He spoke slowly, did things slowly, had a heavy psychological burden about eating, had to seriously refute everything, did not accept people misunderstanding him, and had a heavy black fog around him, as if he would be swallowed up by life in the next second.

Now Zhang Deng still speaks slowly and is not as thin anymore. Eating has made his reactions faster and he has become much stronger.

Wei Yuanye looked at the lantern carefully, as if he was looking at one of his own works.

Sometimes it's like that.

Wei Yuanye had a very evil and selfish thought in his mind - Zhang Deng's current success was definitely due to his contribution.

Otherwise, the lanterns would wither and die in that winter.

It was Wei Yuanye who was very good at raising children, and he raised this person to be so healthy.

There is even enough energy to think about some advanced emotions.