Wang Lang is really...

"good."

Men are always strange animals and always say something insincere.

Tong Yaru handed Wang Lang his bag, "Take it for me."

Wang Lang did not refuse, and reached out to take it. Tong Yaru walked in front, and Wang Lang followed behind.

After leaving Yilong Mall, there is a square outside, and there are many small stalls on the square.

"Wait for me." Tong Yaru said and ran away. After a while, she ran back, holding two sweet potatoes in her hand and handed them to Wang Lang.

"It's too cold, take one to cover your hands." Tong Yaru handed Wang Lang a big one.

The two walked forward side by side, and passers-by couldn't help but look at the handsome men and beautiful women.

"Where do you go?" Wang Lang couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." Tong Yaru covered the sweet potatoes.

"Why did you suddenly remember to be on the road?" Wang Lang asked again.

Tong Yaru emmm had been together for a long time, "I don't know, this idea suddenly popped up in my mind. Don't you feel this way? Sometimes a thought suddenly popped up in my mind, either something I want to eat or play, or I want to be alone."

At the end of the day, Tong Yaru's tone was obviously different, and she looked down at her feet.

The sun hangs in the horizon, and the thick haze blocks the light and heat, leaving only a shallow shadow on the ground.

Tong Yaru looked at the shadow on the ground.

"You said, is it the same as the shadow we look at? " Tong Yaru suddenly asked Wang Lang.

Wang Lang was holding the sweet potato in his hand. He didn't know why Tong Yaru always had such strange thoughts, but he still thought about it carefully.

"Have you ever stared at yourself in the mirror in the middle of the night?" Wang Lang changed his question.

"No, have you seen it?" Tong Yaru asked back.

Wang Lang nodded, "I have seen it, not only seen it, but also seriously thought about what he was thinking."

"Then did you think of what he was thinking?" Tong Yaru said curiously.

"I asked him what he was thinking that day, and he said he was thinking what I was thinking. I looked at him and smiled, knowing that you were praising me for being handsome." Wang Lang said seriously.

Tong Yaru laughed out loud.

After a while, Tong Yaru began to ask again, "Then do you think the shadow and the mirror in the mirror are the same person?"

Wang Lang was confused.

When did you think of this kind of problem? This kind of problem sounds quite childish, but if you think about it carefully, you will feel a little terrifying.

"You said, the universe is so big, will there be a world where people in that world are exactly the same as us, saying the same words and doing the same things?" Tong Yaru asked again.

"No...no." Wang Lang hesitated for a moment.

"Then are they doing the same thing and saying the same thing as us?" Tong Yaru pointed to the shadow on the ground side.

Wang Lang turned to look at the shadow, and Tong Yaru's shadow pointed at Wang Lang's shadow.

I don’t know why, but I have never thought about it before. Today, Tong Yaru asked this question, and she felt a little creepy. It was so cold that this seemingly childish and terrifying question was really exciting.

Passers-by couldn't help but look at the couple, while Wang Lang was looking at all kinds of shadows.

"Shadow is the same world as us." Wang Lang said.

Tong Yaru followed and asked, "If shadows are in the same world as us, then it proves that there are two mes? If there is another beam of light, there will be three mes? Or even more mes?"

Wang Lang was confused and looked at Tong Yaru carefully. What kind of creature this is, and why did he have such strange ideas? Who can think of such a thing?

"You are three-dimensional, and the shadow is two-dimensional, just like a projection in mathematical geometry, which projects a three-dimensional projection into a plane, with different latitudes, so the world is different, just like the characters in anime are two-dimensional. You can see the anime but you can't see the protagonist in anime." Wang Lang could only make such a nonsense.

Tong Yaru thought about it carefully and returned to the original question, "Then is he me?"

"yes."

"If I reduce the dimensions, can I talk to him?" Tong Yaru asked again.

Wang Lang said without hesitation, "If you reduce the dimensions, she will also reduce the dimensions."

Tong Yaru said oh, falling into deep thought.

Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just like chatting with a child, the children's ideas are always different from those of adults. They see the essence of the world, while adults see the essence of society.

Tong Yaru still maintains that innocence, so she can ask questions that children ask, just like some women will ask a man why you have no money, but Tong Yaru will ask if your shadow is you. This makes other women laugh when they hear it, but for Wang Lang, they really can't answer this question if they continue to ask.

As he walked, Tong Yaru suddenly asked another question. Wang Lang hurriedly peeled off the sweet potato and stuffed a piece into Tong Yaru's mouth, "Eat sweet potatoes quickly, it will be no good if it cools down later."

Tong Yaru laughed, "Wang Haonan, do you feel that my problem is childish?"

"No, it's very profound. I'm afraid that you will ask me and make me embarrassed. In the end, my grand image in your heart will be damaged, so I blocked your mouth with sweet potatoes." Wang Lang spoke honestly.

Tong Yaru couldn't help laughing again, "Has anyone ever said you are handsome?"

"No verbally, but I know, they must have muttered in their hearts countless times. Why is this person so handsome?" Wang Langhao said with a shameless smile.

Tong Yaru opened her mouth and Wang Lang fed a piece of sweet potato. She ate the sweet potato. Tong Yaru thought for a long time, "Actually, the questions I asked my father when I was a child, but your answers were different at all."

"How did he answer?" Wang Lang said curiously.

"My dad looked at me with great distress at that time, my daughter, why didn't he feel uncomfortable? Did he let the dirty things get on his body?"

This time it was Wang Lang's turn and couldn't help laughing.

"Today is my father's birthday and his anniversary. When I was a child, I was weak and needed more exercise, but I couldn't run, so he often took me to the road."

Wang Lang said nothing and silently fed Tong Yaru a piece of sweet potato.

"Do you know? Your shadow is exactly the same as my dad's."

Tong Yaru's serious look made Wang Lang's hands feeding sweet potatoes shake vigorously.

Puff!

Tong Yaru laughed out loud.

"Hate, it's scary." Wang Langjian said.

As he said this, he still couldn't help but look at his own shadow, a strange one.

It would be strange if it wasn't furious at night.

Just when I was wondering, the phone call came and I saw that it was from Yumi.

Wang Lang answered the phone in a daze, not knowing what Yumi was calling.

Yumi asked carefully, "Brother Nan, I have sent you the song I wrote. Listen to it. If you can, can we use this as the theme song for the movie?"
Chapter completed!