Have You Ever Met Such a Cold Author

Tang Tu put on his coat and went out to drive first. Lu Lianguang helped both of them shut down their machines and went to the front desk to check out and settle the bill.

The guy at the front desk was watching a video of a game match. Lu Lianguang watched it unconsciously for a while, and suddenly found that one of the characters on both sides of the fight was familiar.

"this is……"

"This year's Yaoling Peak Finals is recorded and broadcasted." The front desk brother said casually. He regarded this young man with a luxurious double room as a fellow, "I didn't catch up with the live broadcast. The recording is only coming out now."

Lu Lianguang really knew this game. Today's hottest online game "Yao Ling" has been in service for three years, and it is said that more than half of the people in this Internet cafe are playing. He doesn't play games very much. The reason why he knows about this game is because Huo Miao mentioned it to him.

Lu Lianguang chatted with him, "I didn't watch it either. Who won?"

"Who else, then who chant, he has won three consecutive championships."

Lu Lianguang asked in amazement, "Three-rate parallel imports?"

The front desk looked unbearable and said, "Don't tell him his ID!"

Lu Lianguang said blankly: "Why can't you say his ID? Is he Voldemort?"

"Are you not in Dongling suit?" the front desk asked strangely. Some servers in Yaoling are divided according to regions. The server in Dongling City is called Dongshui Lingling, and players will call it Dongling Service directly. "The consensus of our service is not to mention the ID of this guy. Otherwise, you can feel this kind of dialogue, ‘the first god we serve is a third-rate parallel seller.’-It’s too cheap."

"Oh, it's quite a drop in price." Lu Lianguang nodded in understanding, "Is the champion of this competition very good?"

"Awesome?!" The little brother at the front desk cried out strangely, "This is the pinnacle of Yaoling! Who doesn't know about the game?"

"I don't play games." Lu Jianguang said.

The front desk brother was dumbfounded. They couldn't ask the guests, especially the guests in the box, what they were doing with the computer, so he swallowed the problem abruptly. Although he didn't ask, he obviously wrote on his face: "What have you been doing all afternoon without playing games?"

Another front desk who went to help them check out came back and signaled that the room was OK.

Lu Lianguang took the deposit back, originally intending to clarify the little brother, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything and waved away.

Two young men spent an afternoon in the luxurious private rooms of high-end Internet cafes. Not to mention any large-scale online games. They didn’t even play web games. They only used document office software. He was worried that they would break the front desk. Brother's worldview.

The Fourth Hospital of Dongling City, referred to as the Fourth Hospital, is located in the southeast corner of the city together with a large-scale private hospital, and then walks out to the suburbs.

Fortunately, the city center was originally east, and the two drove past the city center and arrived soon.

Because Tang Tuo had always been very calm, Lu Lianguang didn't care, Tang Tuo was still chatting with him normally, his expression was natural, even when he said a joke, Tang Tuo laughed with him.

Until he followed Tang Cu into the hospital, he was still wondering if Tang Cu's younger brother named "Tang Qi" was working in the hospital, or he was here to sign something that didn't matter for him. They reached the door of the emergency room all the way, and he heard from the anxious doctor that someone had been given a critical illness notice.

Lu Lianguang looked at Tang Cu in shock. In this case, the latter's calm expression looked extremely cold, and compared with the anxious young doctor, he looked like the doctor's relatives lying inside.

"I sign." Tang Tu interrupted after only hearing the beginning.

"According to the regulations, we have to make it clear to the patient's family."

The rule is the rule. There is no need to trouble the doctor. Tang Tuman let out an "um" and listened to the doctor starting to explain the situation and risks to him, but it was clear that he had no interest in knowing the details at all. After listening, he said indifferently: " Can I sign it?"

The doctor was dissatisfied with his attitude and asked suspiciously: "Are you an immediate family member of the patient? You must be an immediate family member to sign! Who are you?"

"Son." Tang Cuo said.

——It was his mother who was lying in the front line of life and death at this moment. Lu Lianguang looked at him blankly, and remembered his wording just now. He said that he was here to sign something for his brother.

The doctor angrily walked to the side and made a call. I didn't know if it was for Tang's father or Tang Qi. After coming back, he handed over the critical illness notice and pen with a full face.

Tang Chui perfunctorily signed his name on the piece of paper full of death, risk and responsibility of a person.

He suddenly thought it was absurd. Tang's mother had no culture. She only thought that a woman should be a man's dependency. She dedicated her life to the family, obliterating herself and losing her humanity. It was nothing more than her husband, son and face. . But now, her husband knows that she is seriously ill and there is not much time left. Her youngest son came here deliberately because of business trips to other provinces. Unfortunately, because he was visiting his girlfriend on the crew, he was in the suburbs on the other side of the city. It will take a while to arrive soon.

At the dying moment, it was her eldest son who had long given up to sign her renewal.

"Okay, let's go." Tang Cuo said.

Lu Lianguang said in amazement, "Let's go now? Isn't your mother still rescued?"

He reminded Tang Cu, who hesitated. In case he could not be rescued... he did not want to miss this death.

He pondered for a moment and said: "Then wait. I'm sorry, I want you to wait with me."

This place really does not have a subway to return to Dongda University directly. It needs to be transferred more than once, which is very troublesome. The bus trips to the city center are also very few. You can only wait until Tangcun is over before leading the way.

Compared with his mother's critical illness, it was actually a delay in others' time and made Tang Tu more caring.

The doctor came in. The high price of this private hospital filtered out most of the crowd. Only a few people stood in the empty and long waiting corridor.

Lu Lianguang was full of doubts. In fact, from the first day of contact in reality, he discovered that Tang Cuo had a problem.

He carefully recalled all the details of their relationship, and all the conversations with the waiter and the cashier were done by him. And just now it was actually one of the few times he saw Tang Cu talking to someone other than him.

For any store they walked into together, Tang Cu would rather give Lu all the money, tell him what he needed, and then Lu Lianguang would help him pay the bill. As long as there is a need to communicate with others, Tang Cu will deliberately stand behind him, or turn his head and pretend not to hear, waiting for Lu Lianguang to answer.

Not to mention that when he bought books that day, Tang Cuo said to him, "You are the only friend".

He originally thought that Tang Tu just didn't like to deal with people, so he took it actively. But all the signs showed that he didn't like it, he had almost reached the level of morbid fear.

Lu Lianguang once tried to understand the reason behind it, but he made people cry. At that time, Tang Tu was extremely panicked and would be found flaws and thus alienated. After a few weeks, Lu Lianguang's gentleness and tolerance finally gave him a little courage. He took his only friend to deal with the critical illness notification of his mother. The book exposes his unbearable dark past to Lu's eyes.

"Inside is my biological mother." Tang Cu softly said, "Seven years ago, I was admitted to the Tibetan repair building of Dongling University. When the school was about to start, she put me under house arrest, and I was unable to report. Later, my younger brother joined me. She stole my mobile phone from there and wanted to find my friend to save me, but I actually...have no friends. Finally, it was Mr. Zhong and Ms. Yan. It was the first round of Tianqing. They worked for a long time before I was able to go abroad. Long-term house arrest."

"We didn't even say anything before, just because they saw the distress message in the small group, they were willing to help me with all their strength. So I kept saying that they were very kind, and I was lucky to have met good people." Tang Tuolian There was a very shallow gratitude smile, and he solemnly said: "They are my benefactors. One day, I will repay them."

Lu Lianguang lost his ability to speak cleverly, and looked at Tang Tu silently for a long time. There was a cry of grief in the corridor, and a family member of the patient collapsed to the ground, and other relatives hurriedly helped and made a mess. In front of the emergency room, this is really an unusual sight. Looking back at Tang Cu, standing upright in this tragic background, he is neither anxious nor sorrowful. On the contrary, it is strange. If others know it is. His mother was trying to rescue her, and most of them even scolded him for "unfilial son".

But he is not painless.

Lu Lianguang didn't know how he could calmly narrate this painful past, the speaker was indifferent, but the listener was heartbroken. The summer vacation seven years ago...It was the time when "Cocoon of the Universe" just ended. Bamboo Congsheng had little talk at all. After the end, he disappeared completely for a while and no one felt it strange. On the contrary, when he sat down, it was very popular. The name "High Cold".

At that time, after losing his brilliant future, what did Tang Tu see after he regained his freedom? It was a joke and abuse from the whole network. No one knew that the protagonist of this public opinion carnival had just experienced a great change in his life. Even so, his first reaction was to find the reader who wrote the long review, Katahane, and tell him Apologies.

All cause and effect will be given as gifts one day. After a long period of seven years, this loyal crowd stood in front of him with red eyes, and hugged him tightly in his arms.