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

——"In the future, I will be with others."

Song Mohan's ears were buzzing instantly, and even his thoughts were frozen, he couldn't think of anything in an instant, and couldn't think of anything.

"You won't!" He almost blurted out, his palms were trembling, his face was full of panic, and his eyes were red for a moment.Then, in a weak whisper, repeated, "You won't."

"I will." Cen Luo retorted seriously, his eyes were crooked, but there was no smile inside, "Can't you make me happy yourself, and won't let others do it?"

He tilted his head slightly, his voice became softer and softer, sighing like the wind.

"Song Mohan, you can't be so selfish."

Song Mohan froze on the spot, the sharp pain in his heart rushed to his brain along the nerves, and he felt dizzy for a moment.

Song Mohan has been in the capital city for the past three days. Although he is at the exhibition during the day, the arrangement is actually tight. He needs to check documents and sign documents, and there are also video conferences and business negotiations at night.

The wind from the indoor air conditioner was warm enough, but when it hit Song Mohan's face and poured into his ears, it brought bursts of cold air.His body was exhausted and his mind was occupied by disorganized thoughts.

Cen Luo said that he would be with others, that he was selfish, and that he could not bring him happiness.

These accusations made Song Mohan's breathing stagnate, and he even felt as if his eyes were staring at the lack of oxygen, and his brain began to feel dizzy.

Because he was horrified to find that he had no way to refute.

What he had done in the past made all his words extremely pale and powerless at this moment.

But even so, a flame still ignited deep in Song Mohan's heart, as if a ferocious beast roared in his chest, and the restless emotions rampaged through it, disturbing his whole body.

"Of course I want to make you happy, Lolo—"

Intense emotions rolled in his red eyes, as if they were about to burst out in the next second, but he suppressed them firmly under pressure. Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"But why can't the person who makes you happy be me?"

He was really unhappy.

He wanted to get back together with Cen Luo, tried to make amends and redeemed, was it that unforgivable, even heinous?

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel a little emotion in my hoarse voice: "Besides, how can you guarantee that others will not hurt you?"

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Mohan regretted it first.

In fact, he didn't mean to curse Cen Luo for always encountering inhumane people, but he just thought that other people would be more at ease and reliable than himself if they didn't know the bottom line?

Unexpectedly, Cen Luo was not angry when he heard this, but nodded with a relaxed expression, and admitted frankly: "I can't guarantee it."

He didn't want to be with anyone in the first place, at least - he didn't have this plan for the time being.

Recently, my life is very fulfilling, my studies are stable, my level of scientific research technology has also improved a lot, and I am going step by step according to the plan. I have friends to accompany me in my life, so I am not lonely at all.

Of course, he is not in a hurry to look for it now. After graduation, if there is really a very good and suitable person, he will not reject it.

Cen Luo didn't want to explain his thoughts to Song Mohan again, and he wasn't going to say what he said today. It's just that there were many chance encounters, and the booth was made special, which made him feel a little weird and uncomfortable. If he didn't stop it in time, it would worsen the situation. Song Mohan's superfluous fantasy.

So he moved the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "In this world, there is no absolutely safe thing. But at least, with you, Song Mohan, I have tried it." Once in the previous life, and again in this life, "We are not suitable , but with others, not yet."

Song Mohan raised his eyes to look at him almost in disbelief, staggered slightly, and the person who had always been so steady and steady without a single mistake actually took half a step back.

"We were not a good fit from the start."

Song Mohan was completely excluded, as if he was completely rejected, and he would never be chosen again.

At that moment, he felt as if he had been hit hard by a punch, and his whole body fell into a kind of empty daze.

What other people?Who else?

Why not?Why is it inappropriate?

So - who is the right person?

His mind was in a mess, what happened in the past was intertwined with the current situation, repeated thoughts emerged one after another, and he didn't know what to say or do.

Song Mohan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly said with difficulty: "You still owe me one more time."

He knew he was mean and shameless, but there was really nothing else he could do.

"It was the time when Jiang Shaohan tampered with Gu Ziyang's car. I counted as helping. Afterwards, you said that you can mention it to your place if it is useful in the future."

Cen Luo naturally remembered it. Although the incident had something to do with Song Mohan, if Song Mohan hadn't been present at the time, everything would have become uncontrollable and there would be future troubles. All in all, he really owed a lot of favors.

But when Song Mohan brought it up immediately, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and his tone became solemn: "What do you want?"

"I want a chance." Song Mohan almost blurted out, he was too anxious.

"what chance?"

"A chance like...others." He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and his tone that was slightly hasty just now also slowed down.

He can completely retreat to the position of ordinary friends, no, he can even retreat to the position of strangers.

Song Mohan restrained his expression slightly, and said, "From today onwards, I'm someone else."

His tone was very calm, and his speech was even and steady, and he returned to the cold Mr. Song during the extreme time - if the hot and deep emotions in his eyes were ignored.

Hearing this, Cen Luo couldn't help shaking his head, and said sincerely, "Why bother?"

He knew that Song Mohan was a very proud person, but he really didn't expect this person to be humbled because he became so paranoid.

Or, I haven't completely experienced failure, so I always think about conquering and refuse to let go, which is the same as before.

"Song Mohan, I really don't like you anymore." Cen Luo emphasized again, his attitude was very clear, and he hoped that he could see the reality clearly and stop wasting his efforts in vain.

Song Mohan froze.

After a long silence——

"Well, okay, I see." It turned out to be a broken jar.

So Cen Luo sighed lightly.

He had put down his hatred a long time ago, and he was not a bitter person himself. Although Song Mohan couldn't persuade him or listen to him, he had helped him and saved him after all. Now that his attitude was good, it was impossible for him to utter bad words.

Furthermore, for this person, he let go of not only hatred, but everything.He has already come out, and there is no more complaints.

It's just inappropriate, that's all.

On second thought, I will soon go to America with Brother Yang Zi, and after two months of disappearance, Song Mohan is busy with everything and can't find anyone, so maybe he will have let go after two months.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak to end the confrontation between the two, but unexpectedly, it was Song Mohan who took the lead.

The man twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled reluctantly, and said, "There will be no platform for the next exhibition. You can go back to your room. You've been tired for a few days. It's time to catch up on sleep."

Cen Luo glanced at the two dark blues in Song Mohan's eyes, and didn't express any opinion on these words.

"it is good."

The door was closed heavily, tightly, without even a single gap.

Song Mohan stood motionless, staring at the door in front of him. For some reason, he thought of standing downstairs in the silence and no one like this every night, staring closely at the window above that would not open.

In a daze, Gu Ziyang's voice suddenly echoed in his ears, his words were sharp: "Because you have been rejected by Cen Luo..."

Song Mohan suddenly took a deep breath, as if the air conditioner was heating too hard, his throat got stuck, and he coughed heavily, then he quickly opened the door and went back to the presidential suite as if fleeing.

He started to be busy, and he didn't eat for almost a day. Secretary Zhao ordered the chef of the hotel to cook every dish and serve it to Song Mohan in turn.

Firstly, this hotel is newly acquired, so we need to see the true level of the chef, and secondly, I hope that the boss can at least eat as much as he wants when he tries the dishes.

The chef of this hotel cooks really good food. Secretary Zhao also ate delicacies from mountains and seas with Song Mohan. As someone who has seen the world, his evaluation is still very objective.

The dishes were delicious in color and fragrance, but when they came to Song Mohan's place, they tasted like chewing gum, and they might not be able to swallow it.

The situation is still the same tonight, the chef has completely doubted his life, and Secretary Zhao is really worried about his boss's health.

Moreover, the company had a lot of business in the past, and now Song Mohan started to enter the technology market, and even planned to improve the domestic electronic technology industry chain.The country is currently actively promoting the development of new infrastructure, and has listed electronic information and intelligent manufacturing as key directions. The successive introduction of policies has provided favorable policy support and good development opportunities for the electronic information manufacturing industry and downstream application industries.Follow the country and never go wrong.

Furthermore, starting from the entire industry is also to help Cen Luo one day.

On the one hand, he bears the responsibility of the entire Song Group, and on the other hand, he has selfishness towards Cen Luo. He does not let go of both ends, so he has more and more things to do. Rest time, coupled with sleep can not sleep well.

I can't even eat...

Secretary Zhao accidentally became emotional, and his eyes turned red. At this moment, he received a call.

The other party's voice was hoarse but hurried: "Hi, I'm looking for Song Mohan, but Cen Luo is gone."