C16 Silly as Usual

Love is a thing that sleeps more.

01.

When it was close to evening, the first snow of the year fell.

Jiang Tang held the thermos and opened her cotton-padded jacket. Before the New Year, she had blindly bought a new island cotton, and she wanted to change the old one. However, her skills were not very good, and her stitches were askew as a moth.

Black Blind mocked her, "You're not as good as when I was young."

"I was busy saving the world when I was young." Jiang Tang kicked him away and used the chance to rub her warm feet against his. She covered her small flowery blanket and asked, "Why did Wei Baiyu call?"

"Do you mind staying in Elder Shao Lingye's thatched cottage?"

"Does he plan to investigate Liang Su in secret?"

Black Blind handed her the connected phone. Jiang Tang had a bad habit of wanting to dismantle the phone after answering it. It was unknown who spoiled her bad habit.

"Miss Fu said that he wants to sleep with you."

Jiang Tang almost believed him. She picked up the phone and heard Wei Baiyu's cheerful voice, "TangTang, there's a wandering artist in the tavern on Douge Street."

The stone bridge in Fu An Lane was connected to the south street's canal. How did he get to Douge Street?

Jiang Tang didn't understand, "What are you doing in the tavern?"

"I'm looking at the Young Mistress of the Wei Family's Liang Su." Wei Baiyu said as a matter of fact. He had left at a quarter to ten. When he passed by the Three Jade House, he saw Liang Su sneaking around.

As if he was afraid of being found, he didn't even have a limp anymore.

He looked at the artist who was playing erhu and singing cabbages. Worry and doubt could be seen in his eyes, "TangTang, do you think that Wei Qingyu might be..."

JiangTang interrupted him, "Did you bring my Fragrant Cloud Gauze?"

Wei Baiyu paused for a moment. The South Street shopping list that Miss Fu gave him did not have a Fragrant Cloud Muslin. "Do you want to wear a qipao like that of the famous actress?"

"Do you want to give me the title of Sugar Emperor when I go to Pear Garden to sing?"

"I saw Liang Su at the tavern."

Wei Baiyu raised a white flag. In terms of bullsh * t, he couldn't win against Jiang Xiao Tang, but he still said some words carefully, "TangTang, he's very weird."

Jiang Tangtang smiled and didn't say anything.

In the morning, Miss Fu called and said that Liang Su's personality was cold.

Many of the children on the south street were students of the Kong Descendant High School, and the history class was an essential course.

He was the complete opposite of Liang Qi.

"I suspected that they were the same person before."

Jiang Tang pulled off the phone line and tied an auspicious knot to hang it by the table. She looked up at the blind black man on the brick bed and said, "Brother likes white robes."

The black blind man didn't react at first.

When he figured out the meaning behind her words, he was slightly scared. He met Jiang Tang's gaze and asked, "Wei Baiyu told you?"

Jiang Tang didn't say yes or no.

The bar was next to Broadway. The singer's harsh voice was mixed with the drunk's nonsense. Wei Baiyu's voice was as weak as a mosquito in summer.

"Jiang Xiao Tang, do people's personalities change with the change of clothes?"

"When you wear temple clothes, you're as silly as usual."

Wei Baiyu thought about it, it seemed to make sense... Hmm, wait. TangTang seemed to have called him silly just now... He frowned, "I look good in normal clothes, but I'm not stupid."

"What about Liang Su?" JiangTang changed the topic.

Wei Baiyu replied concisely, "White is cold, grey is gloomy."

Jiang Tang instantly understood. Liang Qi was wearing a grey robe, while Wei Baiyu met Liang Qi at Three Moons Hall.

But what was Liang Qi doing in the tavern? She and Black Eyes looked at each other and revealed a cunning smile. "Have you experienced the night life of Douge Street?"

Black Blind was an old man, and he never liked these young people's things.

He turned over and curled up in the warm blanket, sticking out his butt. "Would you like to dance with me on Broadway? Promise me and I'll accompany you to the tavern."

Jiang Tang smiled and rubbed his head like kneading dough.

"Then do you want to die?"