Double Age

"What is there to say about a lonely ghost? It's just that his obsession has not disappeared and he lingers in the world. As for finding you, it was a coincidence. People and ghosts have different paths. Not everyone can be temporarily sojourned by me. As for your question Yes, I can tell you that I do know your future, but from the moment I come back, everything may not go according to the script."

"You can sum it up in one word." Song Shangmen completed for Tang Hongyi.

"It's good that you know, the butterfly effect, your change is not because of me, it's the person who let me live in your body, and I, to put it bluntly, I don't even know what to do , a useless chess piece is sometimes more tragic."

Regarding Tang Hongyi's words, Song Shangmen just listened to them, half-truths and half-false, and I will talk about it later.

But what is certain is that it seems that Tang Hongyi does know his future, but it can also be seen that due to his arrival, the established trajectory of fate has changed. This is probably really done by the mysterious person in his mouth.As for Tang Hongyi himself, he didn't know why he lived in his body, hehe, he was lying to ghosts, no, they were really different ways of human beings and ghosts.

……

March will pass quickly, and in April, the Ching Ming Festival will arrive when the grass grows and the warblers fly.

"Charlie, why are you going to Qingming?" Huagu, Wenling, Yuqing and others all asked him.

Song Shangmen glanced at them sideways, and asked him one by one, is this the rhythm of scolding?

"Of course I go back to sleep."

"You don't work overtime?" Li Yuqing was a little curious, but of course he didn't know if it was true or not.

"You go to work overtime by yourself, I'm already busy like a dog." Song Shangmen didn't want to talk to him.

Li Yuqing still had a smile on his face, but of course it was unknown which kind it was.

"Charlie, what are you doing Qingming?" Wang Fuxing suddenly intervened.

"Rest, what else?" Song Shangmen was a little speechless about Wang Fuxing's words.

"Rest is for sure, the key depends on how to rest. In such a good weather, you won't let me stay in bed for the whole vacation. Going out for an outing is also a kind of relaxation." Watching Wang Fuxing say this with a smile, Song Shang The door instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"I'm walking enough steps every day now. I think if I keep walking, my leg will be broken. I'd better buy a bucket to soak my feet, but I don't have any money for now." Song Shangmen raised his head without any thought Said gracefully.

It was originally a topic of chatting, and everyone was in an indulgent gesture, but no one would say anything.

"Life lies in exercise. Why don't you listen to my advice?" When Wang Fuxing's voice changed, everyone knew that he was about to explode.

"Lyndon, Charlie is really tired. It's normal for three or four of us to want to rest. Besides, it's not like everyone is going to be as good as you. Double happiness, you have to understand." Ethan stretched out suddenly She was lazy, her chest muscle stretched her clothes tight, but what she said ignited the raging gossip hearts of the people around her.

"The horoscope is just a swipe, keep it secret, keep it secret." Wang Fuxing made a movement, but no matter how you look at it, he feels that the movement is weird, something is not right, and it is not common.

"He is a Muslim, but he is not a serious believer. With such a layer of skin, a person who has changed a long time ago is naturally nondescript." Tang Hongyi jumped out at the right time to brush up his presence, but Song Shang The door was surprised, it was the first time he knew that Wang Fuxing was still a Hui, and it seemed that he was no longer divorced.

A group of people teased Wang Fuxing, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

However, Song Shangmen's expression was gloomy and terrifying when he saw Wang Fuxing leave.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet, Song Shangmen directly opened the space-time barrier and came to Wang Fuxing who was in the water room invisibly.

"Damn it, Ethan, bastard, what do you mean! And that Song Shangmen, who doesn't know what to do! Those who don't want a group of dead girls who deserve to be single..."

Listening to Wang Fuxing's cursing words, the cold sweat and black line on Song Shangmen's forehead became more and more obvious.

When he returned to the office area, Ethan, who had just finished his pre-holiday work, was also in a good mood, chatting with Ellie next to him.

"Ellie, your baby is almost a year old now."

"Leader, you made a mistake. My child is only seven months old, and the one-year-old is the person in charge of quality directly with us. But the child is making a fuss, and I don't know when he will grow up." Ellie said with a smile.

"Children are all the same, and it will be more of a headache if they get older. My youngest son is three years old this year. Following the eldest son, he has become lawless and has been fooling his brother all day long. The key is that the eldest is still being fooled." Ethan said with a full face. Smiling, very proud.

"That's right, it's very smart to lead your son and either of you." Ellie is half an old man, and she still knows some information very well.

"What, they're all clever." Ethan was considered self-effacing, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face.

"What does such a young child know? Being smart means that he has a good brain. In the future, he will think more deeply than others in major matters. This has potential."

A few other people also complimented, anyway, anyone can say good things, but the two children and the old people under the leadership of the family have really seen each other.

"Leader, how did you spend Qingming?"

"Me? Have you reported the money for my last business trip?" Ethan changed the subject.

Wen Ling took up the conversation: "The report is down. I asked about it when I went to the finance department yesterday. The finance department has already reconciled all the accounts of last month."

"Oh, that's fine, then go to climb a mountain with your wife and children. This weather is the best for climbing. It's cooler than May Day and it's not too cold. I just don't know if there will be a mountain festival."

"Ethan, you have great physical strength. You are so busy every day and still have the strength to take your wife, two children and climb mountains." Eric said, he is a little older, and his daughter is about to enter junior high school.

"It's not that I'm talking about you guys. You should all exercise. The women are young and beautiful, and the men are tall and handsome. They definitely turn heads when they go to the court. As a result, they all know that they are nerds. I'm sure. Let’s just say that I’m much older than you, but my physical strength and stamina are definitely stronger than all of you.” Ethan smiled very special when he said that, and the faces of the young people around were covered, but Wang Fuxing, Ai Rui Ke waited for the old man to applaud.

"Hahaha……"

"Tang Hongyi, what are you laughing at?" Song Shangmen asked.

"You will know some other day..." Song Shangmen ignored Tang Hongyi's rambling words.

"By the way, there is a mountain club on the mountain south of Qizhou, right?"

"Mountain meeting..." Many people also recalled it, but Song Shangmen replied in seconds: "The opening of the mountain gate and the mountain festival are usually the Shangsi Festival on March [-]rd. It seems to be next week, but there will definitely be a Qingming Festival." Yes, otherwise how attractive it is.”

Wang Fuxing then brushed up his sense of presence: "That's our festival, you don't have to celebrate it."

Everyone had black lines on their faces and didn't want to talk to him.

Song Shangmen glanced sideways, and said unhurriedly: "March [-]rd is a traditional festival of the Zhuang, Han, Yao, Dong, Miao and other ethnic groups. The Zhuang nationality is the most typical. But the Han nationality also has them. Du Fu's "Beauty" Doesn't it just say in "Xing" that 'the weather is clear on March [-]rd, and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an'. What's more, Wang Gong, you are from the Hui nationality..."

Wang Fuxing's face collapsed, his small eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were not friendly.

"But these are just gimmicks now, who cares about those, that is, Wang Gong pays attention to traditional culture." Song Shangmen backhanded Wang Fuxing with a good word.

"That is, although we are a technology company, we can't give up traditional culture..." Wang Fuxing immediately softened his face and started the speech mode, but in Su Su's words, it was "a poor storyteller talking nonsense".

A group of people pretended to be fine, doing what they had to do.

As for Wang Fuxing's face-changing in seconds, everyone expressed that they were used to it; as for whether he was on the blacklist, Su Su said: "His blacklist probably even has the big leaders, and we are still missing? Not to mention how old he is, It makes no difference."

……

On the last day before Qingming, the three newcomers, Wen Ling, Hua Gu, and Song Shangmen, clocked in after get off work with their bags on their backs, and walked slowly in the factory area.

"The time after get off work is the most beautiful, what do you think?" Huagu stretched.

"Yeah." Song Shangmen agreed.

"I can rest for three days, so happy."

The three of them walked slowly, step by step, when suddenly someone called them from behind.

At the same time, he turned around and found that it was his leader, Ethan.

"The three of you are off work?" Ethan caught up with them in a few steps with long legs.

"Ah."

"Which one of you has Eric's phone number?" Ethan looked at Song Shangmen.

"Eric?" The three of them thought at the same time.

"I have." Song Shangmen suddenly remembered that he was on the phone with Eric just yesterday, and Ethan probably knew about it, so he asked him.

"Okay, my cell phone is out of battery, you can tell him to bring something to Gate No. [-], and I'll wait for him there. That's enough for him to know what it is."

Song Shangmen nodded, took out his phone to find a contact person, and the leader continued to shake off his long legs and walked to the No. [-] door.

"Wow, this is the rhythm of people visiting." Hua Gu and Wen Ling realized in an instant, the reception room is on the side of the No. [-] door.

"Hello, Eric, I'm Charlie. Ethan said that his cell phone is out of battery, so you can just bring your things to Gate No. [-], and he'll be waiting there."

"Is Gate No. [-] right? Okay, I'll go there right away. Thank you."

"It's okay, you're welcome."

The short dialogue ended, and the three of them continued to walk slowly.

When they arrived at Gate No. [-], they saw a tall man waiting near the reception room, and the three of them stepped forward.

"Ethan, Eric has been notified, he is coming."

"Really, okay, thank you. Let's go, have a good festival." Ethan happily patted Song Shangmen, who was about the same height.

"Well, then let's go first."

"Bye-Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After saying goodbye to each other, several people found their own way to leave.

Song Shangmen remembered that Xiang Yu had classes in the evening and wanted to find food by himself. Song Shangmen thought about it, got on the bus, and rushed to the food street.

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The author has something to say: I am very sorry, I have been busy with work recently, and I accidentally had a high fever of 39 degrees for more than a day, and I can't get over it.