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

Song Mohan didn't talk to Sun Ningyu, but he did send a text message to call him.

Secretary Zhao has already handed Cen Luo today's communication record to Song Mohan. After seeing the boss opened it, the fingers holding the record slip suddenly paused. Secretary Zhao had a very ominous premonition. As expected, his boss frowned. stand up.

"Boss, then I'll go out first." He should have run away long ago.

"Bring the door." Song Mohan replied succinctly, without taking his eyes off the list at all.

Sun Ningyu was stunned aside, feeling like he was eating farts, but when Secretary Zhao closed the door with a "squeak", an inexplicable sense of fear spread all over Sun Ningyu's body in an instant, let alone whether his phone caused Song Mohan to accidentally have a car accident, Song Mohan's hands What he wanted should be a communication record, he thought of Jiang Shaohan's deliberate exhortation in the morning, and Cen Luo's number was given to Jiang Shaohan by him, and...

"Who did you call early in the morning?" Song Mohan said suddenly, his voice sounded calm.

Sun Ningyu was taken aback when he heard the words, and only heard Song Mohan continue, "It took so long to answer the phone? Why were you hesitating at that time? What guilt did you do?"

Sun Ningyu's heart sank, but he still steadied himself, making his voice sound natural: "Brother Han, why am I so guilty, what can I do..."

Before he could speak, Song Mohan interrupted him: "Sun Ningyu, I know everything."

Song Mohan's words were like a heavy hammer, knocking in Sun Ningyu's mind, shaking his brain blank, as if the "buzzing" sound kept echoing in his ears, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Sun Ningyu, I should have warned you to avoid Cen Luo and go. You shouldn't be unclear about the specific meanings of this 'avoid' and this 'go', right? What did you do when you turned your back? You took my words as a what?"

"Brother Han, I..."

"For the sake of brotherhood over the years, I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to explain yourself, or choose to acquiesce? I know that you treat Jiang Shaohan..."

As soon as these three words were uttered, it seemed like the last straw that broke the camel's back. It shattered Sun Ningyu's defense in an instant. He almost panicked and said, "No, it has nothing to do with Shaohan! I think it's all these years. You two still have hope, I have been tipping him off, I think Cen Luo is not good enough for you, a person like him has almost nothing but that face, and that face..."

Sun Ningyu was talking, as if someone had choked his throat, and suddenly he couldn't make a sound.

He realized that he was too eager to get rid of it, so that he said too many mistakes, but it got out of hand.

"Brother Han, listen to me..."

"roll."

When Sun Ningyu left, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was panic or what, but not long after, there was a slight vibration in his hand, and he looked down with a slightly stiff movement. A familiar number was displayed on the screen. Jiang Shaohan.He was always looking forward to it before, but now it seemed to be cast a shadow, which made him a little afraid to face it.

But it will be accepted after all.

"Hello, Shaohan."

Jiang Shaohan's voice on the other end of the phone was still gentle and beautiful: "Xiaoyu, I thought of something just now..."

Sun Ningyu listened to him quietly, and waited for him to finish before speaking: "Shaohan, I'm sorry."

Jiang Shaohan on the other end of the phone didn't think much, and asked with concern: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Ningyu told him what happened just now.

Suddenly there was no sound on the phone, and the silence spread, and it took a long time before it was dialed away.Jiang Shaohan's voice suddenly raised a few degrees, and the gentleness and sweetness of the past no longer existed, but it was a little harsh: "Sun Ningyu, why did you mention my name out of nowhere?! Do you know that you killed me!"

......

Song Mohan had a splitting headache at the moment, but he was still staring at the communication sheet, his empty chest was filled with anger and other weird emotions, and then quickly turned into confusion and bewilderment——

Just at this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet space.

Knowing that it couldn't be Cen Luo, but Song Mohan still had such a secret expectation in his heart, and looked over——

It was the same foreign number as on the record sheet.

The hope in his eyes dissipated, Song Mohan patted his forehead, trying to relieve the pain a little, but there was a deeper coldness on his face.He stared at the phone screen for a long time, let the phone ring for a long time, and finally hung up automatically.

It is conceivable why Jiang Shaohan called at this time, but his behavior was simply self-incriminating.Song Mohan couldn't figure it out at all, did he really have a crush on this person back then?

About Jiang Shaohan and himself, Song Mohan doesn't remember at all. In fact, being filled by Sun Ningyu is one aspect. He is willing to believe that he really liked this person. The most important scene is that he has an impression, and I don't know why it is very deep, and it is only because of that. This scene seemed to remind him all the time in the dark, and he must not forget it no matter what.

And this record sheet also happens to have a photo of this scene. On a rainy night, Jiang Shaohan was wearing a white shirt and jeans, holding a few books and standing under the eaves of a small shop to hide from the rain.

At that time, Song Mohan walked around the corner with an umbrella on his head, and a thin figure not far ahead came into his eyes. He felt that the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only his heartbeat and breathing, and it was difficult to look away.

He stood there, reluctant to look away, until Jiang Shaohan turned his head and found him, he was slightly stunned for a moment, then smiled in surprise, and called him in a gentle and pleasant voice: "Song Mohan."

The emotions that had been deliberately buried in his heart came back at this moment, turning into a bigger and more turbulent torrent than before, hitting the painful brain again and again, Song Mohan clenched the corners of his lips, feeling so uncomfortable that even breathing was extremely difficult, his throat was hard, his eyebrows were beating wildly... .

Completely out of control, he pressed the nurse's bell with difficulty, only to hear a heavy "嗡—" in his head.

he passed out...

On the other hand, Cen Luo had a day's class, and he still had lunch with Ji Zixin at noon. Gu Ziyang was dragged by the principal to the staff cafeteria for dinner.

When Cen Luo and Ji Zixin had lunch, if there was no change, there was no need to make an appointment on the mobile phone at all. They could either meet directly at the entrance of the dining hall, or Ji Zixin or Cen Luo waited at the door of the other party's class. Therefore, Cen Luo did not look at the phone from the beginning to the end.

After school, he was about to send a message to Gu Ziyang. He took out his phone, and when he turned on the screen, a bunch of missed calls appeared.

Oh, he forgot to charge it last night.

At this time, Gu Ziyang patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Student Cen Luo."

Cen Luo soon didn't care about the phone running out of battery. After all, his circle was only so big, who else would call him until the phone ran out of battery?In his previous life, he didn't dare to think about it, but now, he feels that Song Mohan should be able to do it.

But what does it have to do with him?

After moving out tomorrow, he and Song Mohan are like two parallel lines, after they accidentally intersected, they finally returned to their respective tracks.

In fact, after rebirth, it should have been like this long ago.

"Let's go, Teacher Gu." Cen Luo said briskly.

Gu Ziyang chose a small restaurant near the school. The waiter presented the menu. Cen Luo took it, and then passed it directly to Gu Ziyang, "Brother Yang Zi, order as you like, thank you for your academic tips, and also, to celebrate in advance that I will move tomorrow .”

"That's no good, it's too cheap for you."

"What! I'm a poor student, how many meals do you expect me to treat you to?"

"Two things in one meal, can you pick something more? Xiao Luo."

"Brother Yang Zi, if you say that again, I'll run away now! I won't treat you for a meal! It's up to who you talk to." Cen Luo stuck out his tongue, pretending to get up and leave.

"Okay, okay, you are the biggest." Gu Ziyang smiled helplessly, held Cen Luo's arm, and let him sit down, "Originally, I wanted to explain that I would go to your house to see the cat tomorrow, and I would cook you a meal to celebrate, I just need you to help me out. All right, if this is the case, let’s get rid of it.”

"...I was wrong brother, I want to eat your sweet and sour pork ribs." Cen Luo pouted, looking aggrieved.

Gu Ziyang is best at this dish. For Cen Chen, he learned it for a long time and cooked it countless times. It turns out that Cen Luo also likes it... Gu Ziyang suddenly had a subtle feeling, "Okay." He and After Cen Luo's eyes met, his heart felt numb for a moment, and he quickly closed his eyes and continued to look at the menu.

......

When Cen Luo arrived at the entrance of the villa, he unlocked the door, pushed the door open a crack, and heard a soft meow coming from inside, "Meow~" Accompanied by the sound, a furry paw poked through the crack of the door Come out, and keep waving.

A smile instantly appeared on Cen Luo's face, and when he entered the door, he bent down and carefully picked up little Garfield and carried him into his arms. While changing his shoes, he closed the door with his foot.

Song Mohan's slippers were there intact, it's good that this person didn't come back.he thinks.

Cen Luo carried the cat across the living room to the guest bedroom, sat at the desk, and read a book comfortably.

He just charged his phone before going to bed. He glanced at the missed calls. Song Mohan called and Secretary Zhao called. There was no one else, and there was no message, so he fell asleep.

The next day, the sun was shining outside the window, and the sky was as blue as washing. The sun penetrated through the white window screen and shone in, falling warmly on Cen Luo's body.

Another good night's sleep, another beautiful day, so comfortable.Cen Luo stretched his waist a lot.

Today is Saturday, there is no need to go to school, and Song Mohan is not here, so it is suitable for moving.

Since all the formalities had been completed by Gu Ziyang before, the one-bedroom apartment was reasonably priced and allowed to keep pets. After a while, Cen Luo would be able to move in directly when he arrived at the apartment. Last night, Gu Ziyang also gave Cen Luo the Mencard.

Cen Luo's luggage had already been packed before, so he simply packed it again, and left the villa with little Garfield in his arms.

In fact, there are quite a few things left, those pajamas, shoes, cups that matched Song Mohan...

It's quite strange to say, at that time, I obviously liked it very much and wanted to use it and put it on, but looking at it now, not only is it unnecessary to take it away, but it also feels like I have never used it.

It doesn't matter, don't think about it if you don't understand it.

He stood at the door of the villa, his eyes paused for a moment.

Including the three years in my previous life, I lived here for a total of four and a half years.

Also including his previous life, he had liked Song Mohan for more than four years.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that his superimposition was quite funny. He didn't stay any longer, and strode away with his luggage and the cat in his arms.