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

Cen Luo's movements slowed down. This time's dinner is actually not very compliant if you just look at the menu arrangement.The dishes on the table are a hodgepodge of dishes from different regions. There are rice dishes and a lot of Chinese dishes, including different cuisines. There are circles of French desserts on the U-shaped tower.

This kind of combination looks somewhat nondescript. I remember that Song Mohan used to be very particular, why today...

But Cen Luo discovered that the mismatched combinations had one thing in common—all of them were his favorite dishes.

The waiter left immediately after serving the food, and Secretary Zhao disappeared without knowing when, and there was no one else around, and the flickering lights made the atmosphere even more ambiguous, making those thoughts that were usually hidden, unknowingly It was exposed between heaven and earth.

In order to suppress the crazily throbbing in his chest, Song Mohan took a sip of the red wine, but when he saw Cen Luo also pouring himself a glass to drink, his complexion changed slightly, and he quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"Red wine has a strong stamina and is easy to get drunk. I suggest you change to those." He pointed to the basically non-alcoholic sparkling drink on the other side, "I hope I can be a qualified suitor."

"The suitor?" Cen Luo couldn't help repeating, and really felt that this statement was a bit novel.

To be honest, when two people were together, there was never a process of who pursued the other.After the bed sheets were rolled, Song Mohan asked Cen Luo to stay and not to leave. Cen Luo confirmed that he liked him, and the two got together naturally, or to put it another way, they got together in a daze.

"Yes." Song Mohan looked down at him with an extremely serious expression: "You gave me this chance, so during this time, I will try my best to make you willing to accept me again."

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Cen Luo put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"What if, I have never been able to accept you again?" He asked calmly, holding his chin.

"Then reject me." Song Mohan replied frankly, the love and pain in his eyes were clear at a glance.

"What about the story of the little fairy and the businessman?"

"If the businessman really likes the little fairy, I hope he can continue to be a little fairy without any worries. That's just a story, and I don't want you to be unhappy."

Cen Luo couldn't help but startled.

He could feel that Song Mohan was serious when he said this.

But how come?It shouldn't be like this.

Cen Luo couldn't figure it out.

He has already let go, according to Song Mohan's personality, at this time, he will only choose to continue to follow the trend, but why...

"Cen Luo, what I mean is, as long as you feel that I'm making you unhappy, you can stop at any time. You have the right to do so." The deep voice flowed slowly in my ears, every word and every word seemed like an oath.

"What about you?" Cen Luo asked subconsciously.

"Me?" Song Mohan took a deep look at him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he gave a very shallow smile, his stern eyebrows and eyes bursting with warmth like melting snow mountains.

"Before that, if you reject me one day later, I will have one more day of happiness, which is enough."

Cen Luo's breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole heart seemed to be wrapped in a warm current, up and down up and down, so that he didn't know what to say.

Ruined!he thinks.

What about suitors!On the first day he was pursued, he wanted to surrender.

The dinner was sumptuous, the main course and well-matched fruit desserts filled the long table, and we stopped to chat for a while during the process, and by the time everything was used up, the moon had already climbed to the mid-heaven.

This island is exquisitely designed and has a unique layout, and the seascape at night is a fusion of the customs of China and the West, so Song Mohan proposed to take a walk nearby to digest food.

On the other side is the endless Cangshan Mountain. A tall tower soars into the sky and enters the night. There are all kinds of colored lights along the road under your feet, which are connected in lines and form faces, which complement each other with the green trees hung with carvings. The perfect combination of nature and man-made adds a touch of mystery to the surroundings.

"Give me your hand." Song Mohan turned half sideways, and stretched out his big palm towards Cen Luo.

But Cen Luo didn't move, he just looked up at him, his eyes were cold and empty, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Song Mohan was inexplicably guilty by such gazes, and immediately lowered his voice and said, "It's dark at night, and the road here is uneven and slippery. It's your first time here, and you may fall easily."

His face was full of seriousness, his outstretched palms were slightly damp, and he explained nervously like an honest gentleman who would never cross the threshold.

So Cen Luo raised his eyebrows: "That is to say, don't you actually want to pull?"

"I... think." Song Mohan conceded defeat in a second, pulled Cen Luo's wrist and held it firmly, his attitude was rarely irresistible and strong.

The slightly cool touch fueled the longing in his heart, and the next moment, he had to push his fingertips from Cen Luo's palm into his fingertips, and then fastened them tightly.

The moment their fingers interlocked, both of them felt a subtle shock in their hearts.

It's so strange, obviously they have already done more intimate things, but now it's just holding hands, the atmosphere suddenly turns sticky, as if something is secretly growing in the air, and even breathing becomes unstable.

Cen Luo was burned by the rising temperature of the entanglement, and then moved his fingers uncomfortably.

"It's so hot."

"Really?" Song Mohan loosened his hand resentfully, hesitated for a while, but was still unwilling to let go.

"It's windy at night, and it will be cold in a while." He said softly.

This rebuttal seemed extremely feeble, but Cen Luo just "hummed" lightly, didn't speak, and didn't break away.

The nearby lights cannot cover the entire area. With the superimposition of light and shadow, the surrounding area will appear mixed with light and dark.At this time, something suddenly passed by the sea surface, and the waves stirred up turned the white flowers, and the sound of splashing water also sounded.

"What is this?" Cen Luo was taken aback, subconsciously clenched Song Mohan's hand, but soon his attention was all focused on this thing, feeling very fresh, "Is it a bird? It's so big."

"Well, it's an albatross." Song Mohan distinguished the pile of outlines and said, "They were probably hunting just now."

"Albatross?" I heard a little.

I don't know if they have been fed before. They don't seem to be too afraid of people. Two of them flew at low altitude, circled in front of their eyes in a grand manner, and then quickly got into the tree beside them.

Only then did Cen Luo complacently see the whole picture, and found that the bird was covered with clean white feathers, with black markings on the tail and wingtips, and when it flapped its wings under the light, it looked very majestic.

"Albatrosses are the most romantic birds. Once they find a mate, they will stay together for life. However, after they find a mate, they usually have to investigate for a year or two before confirming the marriage."

Cen Luo sighed softly: "It's another story of growing old forever."

Song Mohan froze: "I didn't make it up this time, sorry, if you don't like it..."

In the sudden apology, Cen Luo saw clear fear and self-denial in his eyes, contradictory and helpless.

Even, the hand that was holding on to him tightly, also let go.

Cen Luo pursed his lips, looked at him, and after a long silence, suddenly asked him: "How do you know I don't like it?"

Song Mohan rarely answered.

For some reason, at that moment, Cen Luo's chest froze slightly.

Song Mohan emphasized that he was just a suitor, and he cared very much about whether he could make himself happy and relaxed no matter what he called to stop at any time.He just sighed lightly.

So that's the case, Song Mohan is so cautious about him now that he even cares about his breath.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, and suddenly changed the subject: "You said if you hadn't come to me, would I not be so lucky, would I be in the hospital now, or..."

Hearing this, Song Mohan's heart trembled uncontrollably.

This was something he didn't want to and didn't dare to recall anymore. As long as he thought about it, the feeling of cardiac arrest at that time would immediately sweep over again, causing a burst of severe pain.

"In the worst worst case of luck, I might not—"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Mohan immediately interrupted him in a hasty tone. For the first time tonight, his face completely turned cold, his face was tense, and he said in a deep voice beyond doubt, "Such a thing will not happen."

Cen Luo was not frightened by the man's sudden seriousness, but looked at him calmly: "Song Mohan, do you know what I thought of when I saw the information about the second danger?"

The expression in his deep dark eyes was complicated, and his tone was light and airy, which made Song Mohan feel a little suspicious all of a sudden, he just mechanically followed his words and asked, "What... did you think of?"

"After I closed the door, for a moment, I actually thought, if something really happened to me at that time, would I be able to be born again, if not, then in the last few seconds of this life, maybe I will regret it .”

If there is something, if he is fully awake, he may not actually say it.

But no one told him that he would get drunk if he drank too much sparkling fruity drinks below 1 degree, and that little alcohol seemed to give him enough legitimate reasons at the moment.

The world is impermanent, the circumstances of life are unpredictable, and accidents will happen at any time. I was killed in a car accident in my previous life. Although I was reborn...

Then, when you start your life again, you should know how to cherish it, cherish the present moment—don’t leave any regrets.

Cen Luo paused, and when he spoke again, his voice gradually became difficult: "At that time, I realized that I might regret that I didn't try to start over with you."

Song Mohan's brain was stunned.

Not only the brain, but the whole body went on strike, even the hands and feet were stiff, and I didn't know where to put it.

"Cen Luo, you, you mean—" He wanted to speak, but he almost choked up when he opened his mouth, his thoughts went blank, and he was powerless to resist.

"So look, how capable you are." Cen Luo stared at him, his eyes were slightly red, but the corners of his mouth were raised, "I won't let myself make the same mistake a second time, but you—"

"Song Mohan, I thought everything was arranged by fate, but when I calmed down and asked myself, the answer turned out to be because of you, it was you, and it was not fate that made me want to try again."