"You are quite efficient. You bought the novel so quickly." Tang Xiaosheng immediately stood up from the sofa, walked towards the man in white, pointed to the novel "The Time Traveler's Wife" in his hand, and asked , "Did you buy the Chinese version?" "I bought it." The man in white nodded, handed the novel over, and asked, "Is it this one?" Taking the book, Tang Xiaosheng examined it carefully. He had seen the novel "The Time Traveler's Wife" at Yang Ziwen's house before, so he was naturally somewhat impressed by this book. After appraising it for about two minutes, Tang Xiaosheng said: "It should be right, this is it." After a pause, he asked curiously, "Where did you buy this novel?" The man in white said: "I originally wanted to I bought it in the bookstore, but unfortunately there was no stock in it. Finally, I bought it on Taobao for 25 yuan. Since the book is correct, can it be put on the bookshelf now? " Tang Xiaosheng thought of something and shook his head. : "No, there is one thing you haven't done." The man in white was stunned: "What?" Tang Xiaosheng opened the last page of the novel "The Time Traveler's Wife" and said: "At the end of this novel There should be a lyrics written in black pen on the page. "A lyrics?" "Yes, on the last page of this novel, there are lyrics to the song "Angel Wings"." Tang Xiaosheng pointed to the novel. In the blank space of the last page, he said, "Now the last page of the novel is blank. This is not good. You must write the lyrics to "Angel Wings"." The man in white understood a little bit and touched his pocket. He immediately took out a pen and said: "Okay, I'll write!" After saying that, the man in white sat on the sofa in the living room, turned to the last page of the novel, then holding the pen in his hand, he wrote in the blank space of the last page Lyrics of "Angel Wings": "Wherever the fallen leaves will go with the wind, leaving only the beauty of the sky. The flying voice was like an angel's wings, crossing my happy past. ¡¿ ¡¾The place where love has been. The fragrance of yesterday still remains. That familiar warmth. Like the wings of an angel, crossing my boundless] When writing this, the man in white suddenly stopped writing and his hand trembled slightly. There was a look of panic on his face. See the situation. Tang Xiaosheng was shocked. Asked: "What's wrong with you?" The man in white forced himself to calm down: "I I'm afraid I have to leave again." "Leave?" "Yes" The man in white just said a word. At this time, his body It started to become transparent little by little. It was getting blurry and about to disappear. He seemed to realize this and immediately said urgently, "Tang Xiaosheng, please remember to finish writing this lyrics for me! Remember to finish it for me" Before he could finish speaking, With a sudden sound, the body of the man in white became completely transparent and disappeared directly from the sofa. He left the current time and space again. With a bang, a black pen fell to the ground. It was the pen that the man in white had just held. This pen has not traveled through time. Tang Xiaosheng was stunned. He didn¡¯t expect such a thing to happen. The man in white was only halfway through writing the lyrics, but he actually traveled through time. Obviously, the man in white cannot control the time he travels through. He is forced to leave this time and space. After being stunned for a while, Tang Xiaosheng bent down, picked up the black pen that fell to the ground, and then sat on the sofa, preparing to finish writing the unfinished lyrics of "Angel Wings" by the man in white. The man in white traveled through time this time, and he didn¡¯t know when he would come back. Out of caution, Tang Xiaosheng thought it would be safer to complete the lyrics himself. After all, it was just a piece of cake. Because Tang Xiaosheng¡¯s handwriting is exactly the same as that of the man in white. Turning to the last page of "The Time Traveler's Wife", Tang Xiaosheng calmed down slightly, took a pen, and wrote the remaining two lyrics of "Angel Wings" on the page: "I believe you are still here and have never left. , my love is like an angel guarding you. ¡¿ ¡¾If life only ends here and there is no me from now on, I will find an angel to love you for me. ] After finishing writing, Tang Xiaosheng checked it carefully again, and after confirming that there were no errors, he closed the novel and prepared to put it back on the bookshelf. Click! At this time, the door of the bedroom at home suddenly opened, and a beautiful woman wearing purple pajamas stepped on a pair of women's slippers and walked out. She was none other than Yang Ziwen, who had just woken up. "Baby, are you awake?" "Yes." Yang Ziwen stretched out, looked outside the balcony, and asked, "What time is it now?" "Five o'clock in the morning." As she said that, she walked towards the bookshelf. . Yang Ziwen glanced at the novel in Tang Xiaosheng's hand and asked, "What book are you holding?" "A novel." Tang Xiaosheng looked calm, "I was alone last night I was a little bored in the living room, so I took down a novel from the bookshelf to kill time. " Yang Ziwen was a little curious: "Which novel are you reading? Let me take a look." She walked over and pressed the book in Tang Xiaosheng's hand, her eyebrows raised. , a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face, she didn't expect that the novel Tang Xiaosheng read was actually "The Time Traveler's Wife". For Yang Ziwen, the novel "The Time Traveler's Wife" has special significance because it is a book specially left to her by Yang Ziwen's fianc¨¦ before his death. On the last page of the novel, there is a lyric written by her fianc¨¦ himself. In the past few years, whenever Yang Ziwen missed her fianc¨¦, she would take out this novel and read it. Whenever she sees the pen-written lyrics on the last page of the novel, she feels warm in her heart. Precisely because of this, when Yang Ziwen saw this novel again, her heart moved slightly, and she opened the novel almost subconsciously. At this time, Yang Ziwen turned to the last page of the novel, and a familiar breath emanated from the book. With her beautiful eyes focused, Yang Ziwen's soft eyes fell on the page, staring intently at several paragraphs of black pen words on the page. She has read the lyrics of this song "Angel Wings" countless times, but she never tires of reading it. Whenever she reads these lyrics, Yang Ziwen always feels as if her fianc¨¦ is right beside her. Every word in the lyrics seems to be what her fianc¨¦ wants to say to her. Looking at the lyrics on the page, Yang Ziwen was suddenly fascinated. "Huh? Weird?" After a moment, Yang Ziwen seemed to notice something unusual and suddenly said, "Xiao Tang, come over and take a look!" Tang Xiaosheng walked to her side: "What's wrong?" Yang Ziwen pointed to the pen on the page with her little finger. He said, "Look, these pen words haven't dried yet, they seem to have been written just now!" Someone looked at Tang Xiaosheng with strange eyes and asked, "What's going on?" Tang Xiaosheng looked at it carefully. I found that the pen words were indeed not dry, and they still shone with an ink-colored light under the fluorescent light in the living room. "How come the handwriting is not dry?" Yang Ziwen asked puzzledly, "Did these words just be written on it?" (To be continued)