Song Jiang thought of the real Meng Zhe at this time, although he didn't know why Meng Zhe wanted to seek death so resolutely. Perhaps for Meng Zhe at that time, only death could end all the pain.

Thinking of this, Song Jiang turned his head to look at Meng Zhe who was driving and said, "You said that if Meng Zhe... didn't jump down, could you untie the seal on the divine stone yourself?"

After hearing this, Meng Zhe sighed, "Everything has a fixed number... There is no Meng Zhe, Li Zhe, Tao Zhe, or something else."

Song Jiang couldn't help laughing and said, "Can we change the personal disaster? Can you stop calling Zhe?!"

Meng Zhe laughed and said, "Okay, that's Zhang Jiang, Wang Jiang and Zhao Jiang!"

Song Jiang looked at Meng Zhe in front of him, as if he had first met him yesterday. If he had not saved people because of impulse, what kind of life would he be like now? Song Jiang's impression of Meng Zhe also changed from being a ghostly existence at the beginning to being a friend who can talk about everything now... Of course, if Meng Zhe was willing to treat himself as a friend.

In the living room of Room 902, Meng Zhe looked at Song Jiang opposite him coldly and asked in a deep voice, "Has he seen you?"

A blue light flashed in Song Jiang's eyes, and he said with a cunning look, "When you see, why... aren't you allowed to see me? Why do you have to protect him so well? You and I know in your heart that he is just a..."

"Okay, it's time for you to go back. Remember to delete his memory." Meng Zhe said a little annoyed.

When Song Jiang heard this, he said sadly, "Can't you feel a little sympathetic? This world is so rich and colorful, what's wrong with letting me take a few more glances?"

Meng Zhe still looked at Song Jiang coldly, without saying a word...So Song Jiang compromised, "Okay... Is it okay now?"

Outside the door of Room 902, Deng Kai asked Gu Hao with a curious look, "What's the situation with Song Jiang?"

After hearing this, Gu Hao sighed, "Remember, you are not allowed to mention things today to anyone...especially Song Jiang himself."

Although Deng Kai always has no formal appearance, he saw Gu Hao's expression so serious and knew that he was not joking with him, so he nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, I know it."

It was almost time for the year to come. Although the cleaning company had no business, all the others except Song Jiang were busy! Zhou Shiwu was busy collecting the last few debts of this year, while Deng Yaohui handed over the company's purchase of New Year's benefits and holding annual meetings to Deng Kai. Because he didn't have enough staff, he temporarily arrested Gu Hao, the substitute...

It is understandable that Song Jiang is a little busy, but now even Meng Zhe is so busy that he can't see every day, right?

That morning, Song Jiang came to the library to work alone, but only saw Ah Fu crawling out of the counter with a piss of anger, "Here..."

Song Jiang asked in surprise, "Where is Lao Xu?"

"I went out with the Holy Lord last night and I haven't come back..." Ah Fu said listlessly.

Song Jiang was puzzled after hearing this, "What have they been busy with these days? They always go out early and come back late? Now it's even more excessive... They just don't go home at night?"

Xiao Afu said with a grievance, "How can I, a bookworm, go so many times? If I don't ask Lao Xu, I dare not ask the Holy Lord. But you... I don't know whether you eat and live with the Holy Lord every day, so you have the nerve to ask me?"

Song Jiang was so choked by Ah Fu's words that he lost his temper, so he had to ask embarrassedly, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry!" Ah Fu suddenly felt energetic when he heard this.

There are almost no one in the library during the day. Song Jiang and Afu are doing nothing all day, and Meng Zhe is not here, so the topic between them is eating, just eating...

"What should I eat tonight?" Ah Fu said with anticipation.

When Song Jiang heard this, he stopped doing it, "You'll eat me tonight? Go and find Lao Xu!"

After hearing this, Ah Fu looked at the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall, and then said pitifully, "Do you think they can come back for dinner?"

When Song Jiang heard that, he felt soft and didn't get off work. He went out to buy some supper and came back, and then worked on night shifts with Xiao Afu... During this period, he also called Meng Zhe, but unfortunately the other party was always turned off.

The night shifts in the library are generally much more exciting than day shifts, because usually the customers are some wandering souls nearby. So Song Jiang is no longer the naughty one who came to work on the first day, so he can basically deal with it flexibly.

Unexpectedly, in the second half of the night, when Song Jiang was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a copper ringtone. He sat up straight in a daze, knowing that a guest had come to the door... But when he saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

The wandering soul who can come to the library to read at least must be able to read, otherwise he would have to run around the library if he had nothing to do? But when Song Jiang looked at the guy in front of him, he didn't look like a literate cultural person no matter how he looked.

He was a middle-aged man with dark skin, barefoot, covered in a dirty felt on his body, and his head was covered with braids, but because it was too dirty, it had been stuck together long ago... Looking at his outfit, he looked like a slave from ancient times.

"Uh... Is there anything I can help you?" Song Jiang asked immediately after coming back to his senses.

But the middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, but could only utter a simple syllable "Ah...ahba...ahba..."

At this time, Ah Fu, who was standing beside him, leaned into Song Jiang's ear and whispered, "This man's tongue was cut off before his life... he couldn't speak."

Song Jiang was stunned. Now that Meng Zhe and Lao Xu were not around, he suddenly came to such a special guest, which made him not know how to communicate with each other for a while. Perhaps because he saw Song Jiang look embarrassed, the middle-aged man had to keep gestured with his hands, but Song Jiang still didn't understand what the other party wanted to express.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and the middle-aged man suddenly seemed to remember something. He quickly took out a black paper note from the crack of the felt and pointed it to Song Jiang... As a result, Song Jiang looked carefully for a long time, but found that there were lines of words turning in the curve, which he didn't recognize at all.

Seeing that Song Jiang could not understand the contents of the note, the middle-aged man looked disappointed, and Song Jiang felt very uncomfortable when he saw it. So he quickly said, "Let's do it, leave the note here, I'll find a master to help you see it, and then you come here again tomorrow night... Do you think this is OK?"

The middle-aged man looked a little hesitant, as if he was very precious to the note, but in the end he agreed to Song Jiang's request, put the note on the counter, and then turned around and left slowly.

Update today...
Chapter completed!