Do you know Tang Xin?

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Flipping through the little black book in his hand, Lin Zi felt very heavy.

It has been almost a month since Tang Xin passed away, and today I prayed and said goodbye to him in the church.There were not many phone numbers in the little black book and it was not difficult to contact, but Lin Zi did not feel relieved after completing this matter, but felt even more sad.

Because in this little black book, apart from the phone number, there is also a letter addressed to Lin Zi and Mo Yifu.

Mo Yifu is Lin Zi's lover, in the fourth month of the Cold War.

The reason for the cold war between him and him was Tang Xin.

Sighing, Lin Zi closed the little black book.

The church is only open to the characters in this little black book today, who will be the first to arrive?

Look up at the ceiling, Tang Xin, who will be the first person in your mind?

Lin Zi recalled the first phone call, it was a young girl who answered the phone.

That's right, Tang Xin is not yet 27 years old, and the people he knows should be around the same age.

A week after Tang Xin passed away, Lin Zi started to call the people in the little black book. To be honest, if Tang Xin hadn't taught him, he really wouldn't know how to speak.

The call was connected quickly, and it was a young girl's voice, very energetic.

"Hello there!"

"...Hello, do you know Tang Xin?" Lin Zi felt awkward, and even felt weird.

"Ah? Where is he?" The girl seemed to be quite used to Tang Xin's way of doing things, and was not surprised by this sudden strange call.The background of her phone was very noisy, like a party.

"He passed away a week ago."

Lin Zi used to think that Tang Xin was mysterious, but now he realizes that he doesn't understand him even more.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Lin Zi hesitated, but he still told the time of the church's farewell.

It took the girl a long time to say thank you, and her voice became very heavy.

There were muffled footsteps in the corridor of the church, and Lin Zi turned his head.

It was a man with his head down, unable to see clearly. He sat down near the door from a distance.

Lin Zi got up and wanted to say hello, but a girl hurriedly walked in outside. She was very young, wearing a big fly mirror. Lin Zi felt familiar, as if she often saw her somewhere.

She slowed down when she passed the man, but the man didn't respond, so she walked straight towards Lin Zi.

"Did you call?"

As soon as Lin Zi opened her mouth, she was sure that she was the owner of the first name in the phone book, Sha Sha.Lin Zi nodded. Where did she meet her? Even her voice was familiar.

"You are Xin Xin's?" She compared her little finger, her words choked up slightly.

Lin Zi shook his head.

No one can guess what Tang Xin doesn't say.She knew that Tang Xin was gay?

"You are still alone in the end?" Shasha sat down feebly, lowered her head, her shoulders were shaking.

Lin Zi knew she was crying, but she didn't know why she was crying. Was she crying because her friend died or was crying because her friend was still alone in the end?

He quietly sat down in the front row, and passed the tissue to the back row next to Shasha.

Even if he is a psychiatrist, sometimes he can't do anything.

For example, she never knew what Tang Xin was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, the number of people in the church gradually increased, and Rusha spoke lightly.

"In the second year of junior high school, Tang Xin transferred here."