There Is Something Wrong with My Capture Target

Chapter 12

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Sitting down at the dining table, he ate half a bowl of rice absent-mindedly, then put his chopsticks away at night and said, "I'm leaving."

Grandma said to him: "Be careful on the road."

Zhan Weiyang trotted out from home, walked to the gate of the community, searched for the address of the company where Pei Qian practiced on his mobile phone, and then walked to the bus station to take a bus.

While sitting on the bus, Zhan Weiyang stared out the window in a daze. Ever since the system in his head began to reappear in the second half of the National Day holiday, he has been in a trance.

He tried very hard to make himself think about what he should do, but after thinking about it, he couldn't seem to get a definite answer, except for making his head more and more confused.

So he wanted to see Pei Qian very much. Only when he was with Pei Qian would his chaotic thoughts become a little easier and he could forget many meaningless things.

significance? What is the meaning? Zhan Weiyang thought to himself.

He sat in the back row of the bus, raised his hands, imitated Chen Youyou's way, grasped his fingers together, and rubbed point to point.

Zhan Weiyang likes the feeling of kissing Pei Quen very much, he will immerse himself in it, so that his mind can be emptied, and at that time he will always only feel happy.

After the National Day, the temperature has completely dropped, and there is no shadow of summer anymore, and the sky is darker than before.

The weather was not good for several days in a row, and it was gloomy in the evening. Street lights were lit up early on the roadside, all of which were orange in color. On his face, Zhan Weiyang's fair face was reflected into a warm orange.

Arriving at the station near the company where Pei Qian practiced, Zhan Weiyang got off the bus and walked slowly along the side of the road.

There is a cake shop on the side of the road. There are beautiful cakes in the glass window and a mirror behind the cake display case.

Zhan Weiyang stopped, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt strange.

The young man in the mirror was tall, thin, clean and fair, his eyes were clear but not bright enough, as if they were covered with mist. He has seen this face since he was a child, but for some reason, he always feels that he doesn't look like himself anymore, but if it wasn't himself, who would it be

The top floor of the display cabinet is a birthday cake with a house, dwarves, and a small green tree on it. Zhan Weiyang's eyes fell on the tree, and he was stunned for a long time until there was a car behind him. A car honked its horn as it passed.

The sound of the horn was very sharp, which woke him up suddenly. He turned around nervously, and when he saw pedestrians passing by in a hurry or leisurely on the street, he remembered that he was here to look for Pei Qing, and continued walking forward.

In a restaurant that sells dumplings, he asked the boss to pack several dumplings, because he wanted to taste every flavor, but after packing it, he felt that it was a bit too much in his hand.

Zhan Weiyang walked into the company's office building, stood in the lobby and called Pei Qun.

The phone was picked up quickly, and Pei Qian's tone was a little surprised: "Yangyang? What's wrong?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "Which floor are you on? I brought you dinner."

Pei Qian was obviously taken aback, and asked him, "Where are you?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "I'm on the first floor."

Pei Qian immediately said: "Wait for me there." Then hung up the phone.