After being reborn, the substitute turns into a green tea essence

The chopsticks in Song Mohan's hand fell to the table with a "clack", and his peach blossom eyes were wide open, staring at Cen Luo's open and closed lips. Difficult to describe in words.

After a long while, he managed to recover from the shock, and began to ask very palely: "Didn't sleep? Why?" He read it almost word for word.

Didn't sleep?So what have you been doing all night?

Did they go to bed?So up all night?

"Is it related to you?" There was no emotion in Cen Luo's beautiful and clear eyes, his pupils were very light, and his whole body was as calm as a lake without ripples.The moment he saw Song Mohan standing in front of him in the library, he was indeed a little surprised.

But after the accident, there was only peace left.

The soldiers came to cover up the water and the soil, he was not guilty, and he had nothing to let go of, so from the beginning to the end, there was no need to deliberately avoid this man, but he was too lazy to answer all his questions.

It's none of his business what this person wants to figure out.

The moment Cen Luo finished speaking, Song Mohan felt as if all the sounds in the world had disappeared. He maintained a stiff posture and looked at Cen Luo quietly. Jealousy and uneasiness intertwined in his heart, his eyes became particularly cold .

"Eat quickly, I have to go to class later." Cen Luo reminded lightly.

Attend class?Whose class do you take?Is it Gu Ziyang's?They can be together almost all the time now...

Song Mohan almost lost control.

An hour ago, he received a text message from Cen Luo saying "It's okay, I don't want it anymore." He fidgeted in the office and finally chose to come to Cen Luo. In addition, he asked Secretary Zhao to do another thing.

On the way here, he had been working on the draft. He rehearsed the conversation between the two in his mind, preset his tone and attitude, predicted Cen Luo's feedback, and made up his mind to be as gentle as possible, not as gentle as yesterday. Wan was so impulsive, didn't clarify the matter, didn't solve the problem, and left without saying anything.

He thought well, and felt calm and unhurried, but at the moment, an unprecedented sense of panic still struck, and it was densely woven into a net, covering him completely, with nowhere to escape, and he was about to collapse.

"Don't go to class in the afternoon, come home with me." Song Mohan lowered his eyes, grabbed Cen Luo's hand, and clenched it tightly. The familiar temperature in his hand gave him a sense of reality, and his uneasy heart finally settled down a little bit, " Lolo, you are mine, before, now, and in the future..."

"Let go." Cen Luo said calmly without struggling, "We have already broken up."

Song Mohan looked at him across the hot hot pot between the two of them. The warm steam lingered between their intersecting eyes, but it didn't add any warmth to each other's eyes.

Song Mohan let go of Cen Luo, and smiled angrily: "I want you to see something, at home."

Fortunately, he was already prepared for this, and he wanted to see if Cen Luo could leave.

On the other side, after Sun Ningyu left the building of the Song Group, he made a call and went out.It was a different string of numbers than a typical cell phone number, and belonged to another country.

He saved this number in the address book, but did not note the name, as if he had some unspeakable thoughts.

The reminder sounded for a long time and was finally connected before hanging up.

"Hello." The man's gentle and pleasant voice came from the receiver.

"Shaohan, it's me." Sun Ningyu smiled unconsciously.

Sun Ningyu can almost give Jiang Shaohan all his tenderness, even if he doesn't know it.He grew up as a fool, surrounded by most of his friends, Jiang Shaohan is the only exception in his heart, he is sunny, gentle, and outstanding... he is a beautiful existence that Sun Ningyu can only look up to.

"Xiaoyu, what's the matter?" Jiang Shaohan asked with concern on the other end of the phone.

"Shaohan, there is a new development in the matter you asked me to pay attention to before." Sun Ningyu suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and his voice sounded relaxed and natural, "The one named Cen Luo, I was at Brother Han's hotel last night. I met him again, he was with another man at the time... I don’t know what kind of tricks he used to get on Brother Han.”

He immediately told Jiang Shaohan about what happened in Song Mohan's office just now: "...Brother Han just got angry at me, but he didn't deny it, which proves that what I said is right, he fell in love with Cen Luo because of him He looks a bit like you, and his grades... It's not bad, he has won some science and technology awards, and he also looks like you, but you are much better than him!"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Shaohan's expression twisted for a moment.

Is it the National University Student Science and Technology Award? !

Back then, it was because of this award...if it wasn't for worrying about the plagiarism, his father would not have forced him to go abroad!Then if he continued to stalk him, maybe he would take Song Mohan down, so how could it become the current situation!

Sun Ningyu didn't realize it, and continued: "Shaohan, don't worry, Brother Han has always had you in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be able to find Cen Luo as a substitute, and when you come back, he can get out, it's nothing Already!"

Cen, Luo.

Jiang Shaohan silently recited these two words in his heart. Ever since he knew this person, he wished to smash him to pieces.

"Xiaoyu, don't talk about him like that. In addition, I think you should apologize to him. If you can't face him, you can send text messages. This will also ease your relationship with Mohan. You said What about it?" Jiang Shaohan pretended to persuade.

"Apologize? Shaohan, the only thing wrong with you is that you are too kind. He stole something that belongs to you, and you want me to apologize to him?" Sun Ningyu replied angrily.

After the two chatted on the phone for a while, Jiang Shaohan finally urged Sun Ningyu to get Cen Luo's phone number, and finally he asked Sun Ningyu to be careful when driving in the rain with concern.The latter was very moved.

Not long after, Jiang Shaohan received Cen Luo's phone number from Sun Ningyu.He used a high-sounding reason, "If Cen Luo is still unhappy, he is willing to come forward to help and explain."

He recited the series of numbers silently in his mind, his eyes dimmed.

On the other hand, Cen Luo did not agree to skip class and go back to the villa with Song Mohan, but he agreed to take a walk with Song Mohan after class.First, he can take out his own things, after all, they are all bought with money, since he can take them out, why waste them.Secondly, Song Mohan mysteriously insisted on showing him something, people are always a little curious, and want to know what kind of tricks Song Mohan wants to play.

He's not afraid, and he doesn't need to be.

The school's dormitory was approved very quickly, and after getting things from Song Mohan's house today, Cen Luo can officially live in the school.When Gu Ziyang thought about Song Mohan's action of forcing Cen Luo against the wall yesterday, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Xiao Luo, do you want me to accompany you to fetch things?"

"Brother Yang Zi, don't worry, he won't do anything to me, and I'm no longer the one who will let him manipulate me." Cen Luo's tone was even and steady, and his posture was calm and composed.

After Cen Luo turned around, Gu Ziyang paused for a moment, sighed faintly, the word "manipulation" lingered in his mind, and his heart was sour, it turned out that Cen Luo used to be at the mercy of that person...

He watched the afterglow of the setting sun make the slender back longer and longer, then got into the black car, and finally disappeared from sight.

Fortunately, it's over, and he's back.he thinks.

After Cen Luo got into the car, Song Mohan's brows stretched out. He had been waiting here after having lunch with Cen Luo and did not leave. When he thought of Cen Luo breaking up with him, he felt inexplicably breathless. Come on, since I want Cen Luo to stay in my heart, it is impossible to let go!

If you can't be hard, just be soft, whether you like it or not, first detain the person before talking, anyway, you can't let him go!

"Let's go to Haitang Road. A restaurant I recently invested in has just opened. The dishes are good and the atmosphere is good. Let's—" Song Mohan cleared the fog and his eyes brightened.

"No need." Cen Luo interrupted without waiting for him to finish.

We've already eaten the breakup meal, and now we're not here to reminisce about the old days, so what's the atmosphere?so funny.

"My time is limited, and you are even more busy." He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and checked the time. He had to go to the school's library and research room later.

Song Mohan's hand on his side paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled down, his complexion quickly turned cold.He couldn't get used to Cen Luo's tone of voice, it was as hard as a rock - a world of difference from before.

But when he thought of his plan before coming here, he reluctantly held back.

"Okay, go home first." Song Mohan answered in a low voice, but didn't say death directly, but he didn't say anything else along the way.

After returning, Song Mohan was also extremely quiet, and even helped him pack his luggage very cooperatively, without mentioning what he wanted to show Cen Luo earlier.

Song Mohan remained expressionless throughout the whole process, not saying a word, only occasionally glancing at the phone, he would show a satisfied smile.

Cen Luo subconsciously felt that the other party was planning something, and he had a well-thought-out plan, which gave him an ominous premonition.

The feeling intensified, reaching its peak when the doorbell rang.

Song Mohan saw that he had expected to open the door, and it was Secretary Zhao who came, and when he entered the door, he called out respectfully: "Hi, boss, hello, boss."

Cen Luo felt a chill down his spine. It was the first time Secretary Zhao called himself that, and it sounded really creepy.

Secretary Zhao was still holding a light blue box in his hand, and asked Song Mohan mysteriously: "Boss, everything is fine, please rest assured. Where should I put it now?"

Song Mohan took several steps back from Secretary Zhao as soon as he came in, keeping a distance of more than two meters from him all the time, frowning and staring at the box, as if there was some kind of biochemical weapon inside.

He clicked on a corner of the living room. Secretary Zhao carefully carried the box over, put it down gently, and was waved away by Song Mohan. Before leaving, Secretary Zhao smiled apologetically at Cen Luo.

Cen Luo's attention was completely attracted by this series of actions, and his curiosity was completely aroused.

"Do you want to know what's inside?" Song Mohan asked.

"What?" Cen Luo asked.

"Go and have a look." Song Mohan raised his chin over there, still looking mysterious.

This is when he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the box, Cen Luo's heart tightened, why did he feel alive?