Happy life of rebirth

Although Mo Zhen had agreed to invite him to dinner, he still didn't dare to order presumptuously. He took the menu and stared at Mo Zhen eagerly. Seeing that the waiter didn't talk about him, Mo Zhen said depressedly after ordering, " I have already agreed to invite you, and you have done all the calculations, and I am so tired and flustered."

I am happy to think who said I am a money fan.

The two of them were originally sitting face to face, Mo Zhen went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he silently sat next to Le Yue, who left the world in seconds as soon as Le Yue ate, not paying attention to Mo Zhen who suddenly leaned over.

Seeing that he had run out of drinks, Mo Zhen ordered another glass of watermelon juice for him, took it with a happy smile and drank more than half of it in one gulp, pointed to the glass of wine that Mo Zhen brought him earlier, and shook his finger Shaking, then said with a bitter face, "Bitter."

"...You have the same tone as my nephew. Shall I order you another fruit boat?"

If there wasn't the first half of the sentence, I'd like to agree, but Mo Zhen's full of sarcasm clearly said that he was naive, and I'd secretly rolled his eyes at him, focusing on the steak on the plate.

"I just asked you to come out with me and I still refused..." Mo Zhen babbled endlessly, willingly forked a piece of steak and stuffed it directly into his mouth, "Eat, don't talk."

Le Yue's technique was quite rough. Mo Zhen was stuffed with black pepper juice around his lips. He usually has a lot of idol burdens, but at this moment he was not annoyed at all. He just took a tissue and wiped it slowly.

This can be regarded as feeding yourself in disguise.

So, don't like someone casually, the lower limit of the principle will be lower and lower, so low that you despise yourself.

"Later, shall I take you to play?"

Happy's eyes brightened, "Play, what?"

Xiao Luo made an appointment with Lin Qinghang in Lin Qinghang's office, Xiao Luo was naturally very dissatisfied, but it was rare that Lin Qinghang took the initiative to ask him out, and he would have to go through hell, let alone the office.

The company staff had already left work at the time they made an appointment. When Xiao Luo arrived, the lights in Lin Qinghang's office in the whole building were on. A little flustered.

He pushed open the door, and Lin Qinghang was sitting at the desk with his back to him, and when he heard the sound, he turned around, Xiao Luo was startled, the Lin Qinghang he had seen before was the proud son of heaven, with a high aura, but at this moment, he seemed to have lost a battle Soldier, all the original bright temperament no longer exists, the kind of decay from the inside out makes Xiao Luo feel a little distressed.

He considers himself to be an impenetrable wall, and has dug out all his conscience, leaving only a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, but Lin Qinghang is his weakness.

So he lowered his voice, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qinghang threw out an envelope.

Xiao Luo walked over and opened it to look. Inside was a pile of photos, from childhood to teenager, there were all stages, but there was only one photo for each stage, and the clothes looked very plain.

The pixels of the photos are not good, and some of them can only be vaguely seen, but they can be identified as a person.Finally, there are two middle school photos, probably taken by the school, very clear, still wearing a school uniform, smiling with two dimples, one deep and one shallow, and the tear mole at the corner of the eye is particularly obvious.

He obviously didn't know this person, but his heart skipped a beat, feeling that this face seemed familiar.

"I went to find Le Yi this afternoon."

Xiao Luo guessed that his words probably played a role, and there was a problem between the two of them.

"He told me a bunch of really ridiculous things."

Xiao Luo suddenly remembered Lin Qinghang's phone call in the afternoon, "You mean, what he said we killed him?"

"Strictly speaking, we killed Chen Leyi," Lin Qinghang rubbed his temples, "but he is not Chen Leyi. The boy in this photo is him."

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"I also hope I'm talking nonsense... But, it might be true," Lin Qinghang paused, seemingly unable to continue, "At that time, the doctor in the car accident said that his amnesia was very strange, and he had many habits that were related to music. Yi is completely different. He is now living in the place where this boy lived before, and I..."

"Stop talking," Xiao Luo threw the photo back on the table, turned around and strode away, "I still have something to do, I'm going back first."

"It's not that you don't believe it, you just don't want to believe it, right?"

Xiao Luo stopped and turned around, "Don't you think it's ridiculous? You mean that Chen Leyi is dead, and this boy took his body and was reborn? Filming is not so suspenseful, you want me to believe this? "

"But if all of this is true, Xiao Luo, then it's true that we killed Chen Leyi." Lin Qinghang smiled, "I even boasted to make up for it, and even thought that one day he would forgive me..."

Lin Qinghang smiled wryly, it was really a dream.

Xiao Luo sneered, "So what if it's true? Even if the real Chen Leyi dies, so what?"

"Did I drive the car that hit him? Did I push him? It has nothing to do with me if he accidentally crosses the road!" Xiao Luo roared, "What do you want me to do? Take my life Coming?"

As if Lin Qinghang didn't see Xiao Luo's hysteria at all, he picked up the messy photo that Xiao Luo dropped, and gently groped the person in the photo with his fingers. Apart from the clear regret, there was another kind of regret on his face. mood.

That was the emotion Xiao Luo had seen many times when he looked at him.

His whole body was trembling, but Lin Qinghang remained calm, as if he was in another dimension. Xiao Luo's heart felt stuffy and painful, and he walked out abruptly and closed the door firmly.

His fingertips were cold, his eyes were red, and he sniffed. Soon, he calmed down, put on his sunglasses, and walked out of the building with steady steps.

Willing to agree to go out with Mo Zhen, she just wants to indulge and suppress all the complicated things during the day.But when Mo Zhen brought Le Le to a club, Le Le retreated again. He backed off and thought about Mo Zhen, "Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"

"This is a private club, few people can get in, who will take pictures of me?"

The private club... Lean felt even more repulsed, sat in the car for a long time and refused to go down, and was finally half-dragged and half-carried by Mo Zhen, and brought all the way to the club.

Le Le originally thought that this clubhouse would be like those bars shown on TV, with loud music that makes the heart spit out, and flashing dazzling lights, but after entering, it was very quiet, although the light was dim, you could still see the inside The decoration, as well as the sound of gurgling water coming from nowhere, are completely different from what I would like to imagine.

Mo Zhen felt that Le Yue was not so repulsive, and laughed at him, "Little stutterer who has never seen the world."

Willing not to refute, sincerely admire, "It looks good."

"Let's go, go in."

Le Yue led him to the private room inside. As soon as the door opened, the air-conditioning and the smell of smoke rushed in. Le Yue frowned subconsciously. The people inside saw clearly who was coming and shouted loudly. Mo Zhen waved his hand, "Don't make trouble."

Although Lean was a clumsy person, he could hear something wrong with Mo Zhen's tone, with a feeling of self-satisfaction trying to hide it, as if he said stop making trouble, but made the people inside even more merrily, and even whistled at Lean.

I don't know who shouted, "Master Mo is fast enough!"

Mo Zhen was really in a hurry now, he was happy or he didn't know what was going on, he glared at those who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, "What nonsense!"

That strange feeling became stronger, and he was willing to glance at Mo Zhen, who glanced at him from time to time, "Go in, why are you standing at the door?"

"I think, go back." Le Yue pushed his hand away without a trace.

Mo Zhen pretended not to hear.

Willing to pretend to glance at the phone, "It's getting late."

Mo Zhen ignored him, and pushed the man in, "Don't do this, a guy in his early twenties, working like an old man all day long."

Lean pushed and pushed in, but was pushed aside by Mo Zhen and sat down.The light in this room was darker than the outside. At first, a group of people surrounded Mo Zhen to introduce them, but Mo Zhen chased them all away later. The card players played cards, and the singers sang and sang. It was very lively, but happy but very boring.

What's the fun in this, it's better to go home and sleep.

Mo Zhen was entangled by friends, and she couldn't care less about Lexie, but there was a man around Lexie.

They are really entangled, their appearance and posture are charming, and the popular point is very neutral. They are willing to not dislike this style, each has its own way of life, but it is still a bit uncomfortable when it really matches.

The man handed him a glass of red wine, and he happily took it with his mouth curled up. He didn't understand why these people liked this bitter thing so much. Mo Zhen gave him some while eating, and now someone let him drink it.

"Master Mo often mentions you."

Happy thought to himself, wouldn’t it be possible to let him worry about him because he owed 3000 yuan?

"Young Master Mo is very kind, and he is very generous to us, but I have to say that he is by no means a loyal gentleman. You are the third one he brought this month..."

No matter how stupid Yue Yue was, he knew what this man meant. He had an embarrassing expression on his face, "I am, him, my friend..."

The man might have seen him stammering, so his eyes became a little weird, and he wanted to say something to him, but Mo Zhen pushed him away all of a sudden.

"Little Yang'er, are you ruining my image again?"

The man he called Xiao Yang'er blinked at Lele, and then gave Mo Zhen a white look, "I'm complimenting you, don't be so nervous."

"You praise me? If you don't belittle me, I'll burn the incense. Let's go, don't be an eyesore here." Mo Zhen chased people away, half-sincere and half-joking, Xiao Luo could see that the boy named Xiao Yang'er was a little bit unhappy.

"Hey little stammer, do you want to play two games with them?"

"No," Happy refused bluntly, "No."

No money yet, who knows how big they are playing.

"Mo Zhen, I think, go back."

I said before that Mo Zhen pretended not to hear and got away with it, but now that the two of them are eye to eye and pretending to be unreasonable, Mo Zhen was discouraged, "Then I will send you back?"

"It's fine for me to go back."

"Don't, it's late at night," Mo Zhen said in a low voice, "I don't worry about it."

He was happy and didn't say anything more, anyway, he has never been able to hold back Mo Zhen.

On the way back, Mo Zhen asked him, "What did Xiao Yang'er tell you?"

Happy sighed, "He seems to have misunderstood."

"What's wrong?"

"Misunderstanding, you and I are a couple, right?"

After finishing speaking, Le Yue secretly glanced at Mo Zhen's face, seeing that his expression was the same, he was relieved, as expected, he was thinking too much before...

"He was mistaken."

Happy to nod along.

"We are not a couple, it's just that I like you."