Specific gravity

The progress bar is 45%~~~~~~ (Many things that have not been explained clearly will gradually become clearer, please read the text and comment a lot)

Cen Baiyan returned to the dormitory, carefully put away Xuanzhao's black umbrella, thought for a while and pulled out a few paper towels, knelt down and wiped off the raindrops on the umbrella surface bit by bit.

"Have you finished shopping for presents?" Chen Weilai didn't get up from the bed, and heard a voice raising the mosquito net and asked, "What did you buy?"

"I'm done buying." Cen Baiyan was in a good mood, and he never put down the corner of his mouth along the way, "The pen."

Chen Wei snorted: "What age is this? Who would give away such old-fashioned things?"

"You don't understand," Cen Baiyan chuckled. "This pen is a classic, with a story. The designer's inspiration came from traveling around the world. It's very ingenious."

"." Chen Wei poked his head out, and said incredulously, "Why are you so polite today? What kind of literary youth are you pretending to be? Do you think you are my Xiaoxuan teacher? A pen and a story, you can really fool me people."

——This set is really what your teacher Xiaoxuan told me, except for the two of us, no one knows this story.

The thought of "Only Xuanzhao and I know" brightened Cen Baiyan's already clear mood. He whistled happily and continued to take care of the black umbrella.

Yang Shuo came out of the toilet, looked out the window, and said, "I'm going to the library to return the books. I lost the umbrella in the cafeteria last time. If anyone has an umbrella, can you lend it to me?"

"I didn't." Chen Wei turned over, "I bought an umbrella and threw it away, and no one survived."

Cen Baiyan wiped off a piece of mud on the black umbrella and said, "I don't have one either."

Cen Baiyan is also a careless person. An umbrella is just a consumable to him. He never brought an umbrella back after taking it out. Buy an umbrella next time it rains.

"Ah?" Chen Wei looked at the black umbrella in Cen Baiyan's hand, "Then this is—"

"Oh, this one won't work, someone else lent it to me."

Cen Baiyan stood up on his knees, feeling that it was not enough to just wipe with a paper towel, he had to take the umbrella and wash it carefully.

"Isn't it just an umbrella?" Chen Wei said, "What's the matter with Yang Shuo?"

"Everything else is fine, this umbrella is really not good," Cen Baiyan turned the handle of the umbrella lightly, leaned the umbrella against the desk, then took off the coat on his body and threw it to Yang Shuo, "The jacket is waterproof, you can use it as a pawn." Cover with a raincoat."

Yang Shuo took the coat, looked down, and whispered, "This is not good."

This is the clothes worn by Bo Yan, it should have the smell of Bo Yan, right?

Yang Shuo's heart beat suddenly.

Cen Baiyan is handsome and tall, he is a young master but he doesn't have the temper of a young master at all. Yang Shuo gets along with him day and night, saying that it is impossible for him not to be tempted at all.It's just that Cen Baiyan is straight at first glance, Yang Shuo absolutely dare not miss Cen Baiyan.

It's just that at this moment he is holding the jacket that he just took off from Cen Baiyan's body, no matter how restrained Yang Shuo is, he will inevitably feel a little distracted.

"I'd better go to the bedroom next door and ask." Yang Shuo didn't dare to raise his head, he said falteringly, "Bo Yan, don't give me your clothes."

"What's the matter?" Cen Baiyan focused all his attention on the umbrella, not caring about a piece of clothing, and said casually, "I'm wearing it as a raincoat when I go out today, it's all wet anyway."

Yang Shuo's fingers tightened slightly, and he pursed his lips nervously: "Then, I'll wash it up and return it to you."

Cen Baiyan was searching for "how to take care of an umbrella" on his mobile phone, and raised his toes lazily, meaning "casual".

With a naughty and handsome smile on his face, Yang Shuo felt his ears burn, hugging Cen Baiyan's coat tightly, turned and left the dormitory.

Cen Boyan looked through Baidu for a while, some said to use toothbrush and toothpaste to wash the umbrella, and some said to use makeup remover cotton to clean it, it seems that no one is reliable.

"Hey," Cen Baiyan suddenly thought of something, and kicked Chen Wei's bedpost, "Isn't your family running a chain laundry?"

"Why?" Chen Wei asked.

Cen Baiyan said, "Do dry cleaners provide umbrella cleaning services?"

"Go to the hospital if you are fucking sick," Chen Wei rolled his eyes, "My dry cleaners don't accept brain-dead."

He hurt Cen Baiyan, but Cen Baiyan didn't talk back to him, but lowered his head and smiled softly, feeling that he was stupid enough.

Isn't it just an umbrella? The cripple is so poor, it is estimated that this umbrella is only a dozen or 20 yuan, a worthless rag, and he still treats it as a treasure.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with treating this broken umbrella as a treasure. He leaned back on the back of the chair, folded his hands behind his head, and couldn't help but think of that poor, crippled man.

He stood on tiptoe to uncover his head, he called "Bo Yan" with crooked eyes, he said back that the vase needs to be taken care of, he reluctantly went to try wool pants, he wore a furry hat and scarf like a rabbit, Standing in the dark stairwell, he really understands the faint herbal fragrance that always lingers on his body.

His slightly raised eye ends make everyone smile; his well-defined eyelashes move like a fluttering feather fan; there is a small scar at the corner of his mouth, and when he smiles, it looks like a shallow scar. pear vortex.

—— Xuan, Zhao.

Cen Baiyan recited the name silently, without even realizing it, he sensed some sweetness from these two words for no reason.

Just as Cen Baiyan was wandering, his cell phone rang suddenly. It was a call from his mother, Cen Jingxiang.

Cen Baiyan walked to the balcony: "Mom?"

"Bo Yan," Cen Jingxiang sounded very happy, "Uncle Wan's birthday is on Thursday, haven't you forgotten?"

Cen Baiyan said with a smile: "Don't worry, the air ticket early on Thursday morning will arrive home at noon."

"That's good, this day is very important, you must not miss it."

Cen Jingxiang couldn't restrain her joy. News came from the nursing home that Xuanyu's health was failing, and there might not be a few months left.Only then did Qian Shan finally let go, saying that he would let her see the light at this birthday party, and would transfer one of his companies to Bai Yan.She will soon be the legitimate wife of the Wan family, her son will be the young master of the Wan family, and her daughter will be the most favored princess of the Wan family.

After waiting for so many years, it's finally here!

"Why are you so happy today?" Cen Baiyan asked.

"Bo Yan, you have to remember that you are the pride of your mother." Cen Jingxiang didn't know why, but suddenly said, "You have been doing everything for you since you were a child, so you must be proud of yourself."

"Master, I received news that he will formally introduce that woman at the dinner party, and...announced that Cen Baiyan and Cen Qing will change their surnames."

Xuan Zhao took off the Bluetooth headset and threw it aside, slowly sank into the water——

Wan Qianshan joined the Xuan family back then, and pretended to love Xuan Yu very much, to deceive the Xuan family's trust, and finally let Xuan Zhao's grandpa hand over the foundation to him.

After so many years, his wings have grown, and he is finally about to officially push that woman and her children to the stage.

The news of Xuan Yu's poor health was deliberately released by Xuan Zhao, and the woman really couldn't hold her breath anymore.

More than ten years ago, she was also so impatient. Since Wan Qianshan didn't go to celebrate her birthday, she didn't even want to wait for a few hours. Asking "Where is Dad?" on the phone was also the phone call that indirectly led to that tragic car accident.

The same will be the case more than ten years later. If she waits until Xuanyu dies and she becomes the mistress again, how can she satisfy her vanity and prove Wan Qianshan's love for her?

The corner of Xuan Zhao's mouth twitched, evoking a sarcastic smile.

They still want to change Cen Baiyan's surname?What's your surname, Wan?

Does Cen Baiyan know about this?Is he willing too?

Suddenly there was thunder outside the window, and heavy rain poured in. Xuanzhao soaked himself in the bathtub full of cold water like a masochist, the biting cold invaded the bone marrow, Xuanzhao's whole body was turned white from the cold, and a huge stone crushed him from the position of his left knee. like pain.

Xuan Zhao didn't care, because he was destroyed as early as the age of seven, and there was only one meaning for his life——

Destroy Wan Qianshan and that woman no matter the cost.

Xuan Zhao closed his eyes tightly, and slowly sank to the bottom of the tank. Only the occasional bubbles in the water can prove that this is a living person.

Destroy them, destroy him, destroy him.

Strong hatred surged up along with the suffocation, Xuan Zhao suddenly raised his upper body and surfaced, taking a big breath of fresh air.