You have the ability to spread rumors, and you have the ability to make fake plays for real.

When Zhan Ziran was in a deep sleep, he would wake up and sleep, waking up and falling asleep intermittently.

Even Qi Le who was outside could feel Zhan Ziran tossing and turning, but when he came in to see Zhan Ziran, his eyes were tightly closed.

Zhan Ziran felt like he was in dire straits, and only by smelling the familiar smell could he feel refreshed for a while.

Zhan Ziran suddenly woke up from his sleep, his mind was confused, and he thought about what happened to that guy yesterday in a daze.Zhan Ziran didn't know what Mo Xu was planning.

He took the goods openly and returned them intact.

What was he doing these thankless things for?

If Mo Xu really heard the rumors he spread and wanted to humiliate himself, then he should also come forward and "humiliate" himself.

Zhan Ziran was even shamelessly thinking about how he would "humiliate" me.

As a result, the only harvest of this trip was that Zhan Ziran filled his stomach with tea, but no one saw him, so he just came back.

Mo Xu only lived in that bungalow for a few days, and when he entered the house, Zhan Ziran could smell the woody smell, which was very familiar.

Just by smelling it like that, I feel uncontrollable scalp numbness, I don't know whether it is excitement, nervousness, or fear.

But it was accompanied by a kind of indescribable peace of mind.

It's like the way Zhan Ziran forgot to bring his textbooks when he was young, and when he rubbed the textbooks next to Mo Xu, he touched his shoulder and smelled it.

Zhan Ziran: "Did you use perfume?"

Mo Xu bowed his head and said, "No."

Zhan Ziran: "Then why do you have a smell on your body? It smells good."

Zhan Ziran sniffed Mo Xu violently, but Mo Xu showed no expression at all, and then became a little fanciful.

He still remembered that apart from the clean saponin smell, there was a faint woody aroma.

It's normal for the memory to be fuzzy after a long time, but the memory about Mo Xu is exceptionally clear.

On the contrary, in the two years after Mo Xu left, his memory became somewhat blurred.

Zhan Zi sometimes remembered, but sometimes couldn't.

When chatting with Qi Le, Zhan Ziran would be in a daze, did he really do what Qi Le said?

For more than half a year, his memory was blank, and Zhan Ziran couldn't remember what he had done.

Occasionally, I think of scattered fragments, but I can't connect them.

Both Qi Le and the housekeeper felt that Zhan Ziran's mother had passed away, and he had selectively forgotten certain things when he was in extreme pain and grief.

Later, Zhan Ziran couldn't remember and didn't bother to think about it.

Because as long as he tried to recall that time, his mood would be depressed for several days. In addition, he was in poor health and sometimes fell ill because of it.

Thinking about it this way, it was during that half a year that he left the root cause of his illness.

Zhan Ziran was at a loss.

At noon, Zhan Ziran woke up and lay down, gave Qi Le a sum of money, and said that he wanted to eat sauced elbow, spare ribs, and roast pork.

Qi Le couldn't help it, so he took the money and went to Dongcheng Baihua Restaurant to buy a few dishes that Zhan Ziran ordered.

When he came back, Zhan Ziran was half asleep, but when he smelled meat, he forced himself to sit up, picked up his chopsticks, and poured food into his mouth.

good to eat.

There is oil.

Meaty.

In a breathless manner, he ate two sauced elbows, a small half plate of braised pork, and Zhan Ziran also drank a large bowl of spicy soup brought by a new chef from another city.

Qi Le stood beside him worried, he said: "Master, are you eating too much?"

Zhan Ziran slurred his speech: "I'm going to become a monk if I don't have clear soup all day long, so don't let me..."

vomit----

Zhan Ziran still had a fever, his whole face was flushed, and he was dizzy.

So it's natural to spit it out.

I spit out everything I just ate.

Qi Lezhen was in a hurry.

Zhan Ziran passed out after vomiting, and his body became hotter. Qi Le didn't care about cleaning up, so he hurried to find a doctor.

When the doctor came, Zhan Ziran woke up in a daze, and heard the other party talking.

Anyway, it shouldn't be a big deal, it's just a delicious food that he loves to eat.

Zhan Ziran was cleared and cleaned as if his stomach had been crushed by a meat grinder. He frowned and fell into a hard sleep again.

It's like a trial.

This time he dreamed of his mother.

In the third year after Mo Xu left, Zhan Ziran's mother's accumulation of minor illnesses broke out, and she couldn't get out of bed within a month.

In the first half of the month, when she was in good spirits, she occasionally got out of bed and walked around the backyard to see the willow tree that Zhan Ziran planted when she was born.

In the second half of the month, she couldn't get out of bed and needed medicine to hang her.

At first, Zhan Ziran thought it was the same as before. She always caught cold every day or so, so she didn't pay much attention.

Zhan Ziran would visit her every day and have dinner with her.

It was only after she left that she found out that she couldn't get out of bed at that time. In order to have dinner with herself, she just got out of bed with a sigh of relief...

Zhan Ziran restrained his thoughts during that time, and started to go to school hard, and his homework improved by leaps and bounds.

He just remembered that there was a famous professor who gave a lecture at the school that day, a person he admired very much, so Zhan Ziran went there early in the morning.

This professor is very knowledgeable, and the knowledge he taught is profound and simple. He has benefited a lot. When he returned home, he stopped for a while and bought a few books.

In the end, he was stopped by Qi Le who hurried over on the way.

"Madam... Madam died."

Zhan Ziran didn't respond for the first time, and asked in a daze: "What are you talking about?"

Qi Le repeated it over and over again, with a trembling voice: "Mrs. suddenly became ill this morning, and couldn't eat anything. After the doctor saw it, she suddenly vomited, and then, then..."

"I've wanted to look for the young master for a long time. When Madam was still awake, she said no, she said that the young master has an important speech to listen to today... She said that the young master rarely worked hard, and I was just a little sick, so don't disturb the young master's study..."

All the books in Zhan Ziran's hands fell off.

He just felt that the world was spinning, his internal organs were about to rush out of his throat, and he collapsed on the ground...

……

Zhan Ziran fell asleep again in this memory, his sleeping chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped a few times, Qi Le hurried in from outside the house to check.

In a trance, the fresh woody fragrance deep in Zhan Ziran's memory gradually calmed his breath.

Zhan Ziran slept for a long time, Qi Letu came several times to change towels, the temperature on Zhan Ziran's body actually dropped slowly.

By the time Zhan Ziran woke up from his long dream, the fever in his body had subsided.

Zhan Ziran sat up, Qi Le immediately came in and helped Zhan Ziran up.

Zhan Ziran waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, it should be the fever."

Qi Le was worried, so he went to the doctor to see that the fever had indeed subsided, and the doctor prescribed a prescription for recuperation and left.

Zhan Ziran thought about it for a while, and asked Qi Le to bring a bathtub to wash off the cold sweat on his body.

Stepping into the water, submerged below the shoulders, Zhan Ziran raised his head, his jet-black hair was disheveled, and Qi Le was beside him holding a towel for him.

Qi Le saw that Zhan Ziran seemed to be in good condition, so he opened his mouth to tell him what happened this morning.

Zhan Ziran, who just felt somewhat comfortable, almost drowned in the bath water.

Zhan Ziran was shocked: "What did you say?"

"It's been circulating in the city this morning, and there are new rumors..."

"I'm asking you what the rumor is!"

Qi Le read aloud the newspaper on the side and repeated it over and over again: "The second youngest of the Mo family returned from studying abroad and rekindled their old relationship with the young master of the Zhan family. After meeting in the other building, the young master Zhan left the other building with a red face and disheveled hair! "

Zhan Ziran felt better just now, but now he feels dizzy and weak.

His scalp was numb, he raised his arm tremblingly, and asked, "It's not that I remember wrong...I, I didn't ask you to distribute this, did I?"

"No."

Zhan Ziran heaved a sigh of relief that he didn't get sick, but at the same time, he was ashamed. The newspaper had such a large page, as long as he was not completely blind, he would have read it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Can you find out who spread it?"

Qi Le shook his head: "I went to check it a long time ago, but I didn't find it. The newspaper said that someone anonymously submitted the manuscript, but refused to reveal who it was, and Xiao Wu, who was inquiring about the news, couldn't find it either. .”

Zhan Ziran really wanted to drown in this bathtub.

After thinking about it, Zhan Ziran didn't think about it. If he didn't do it himself, who else would pass it on?

Li family?Impossible, it's not good for the Li family, they hope that the rumors will subside, if this is brought out, some people will think of Li Ye's message of breaking into Zhan's house.

Besides, after all, this is a thankless task, meaningless and offending the Mo family.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much, young master. In the past two days, people spreading rumors have become less unscrupulous. There have been fewer people talking about it recently."

"Even if it's not unscrupulous, it's written in black and white!"

When Zhan Ziran spread rumors, he only let people spread them among the people, and he didn't dare to report them.

I don't know who spread this rumor, the method is too rough! ?

Is it okay to register directly?

Zhan Ziran's eyes were dark.

He was weak and didn't know what to say, so he thought for a while and asked, "You said earlier that there are fewer people talking about it? Why, isn't it common for men to talk about it now?"

"It's still strange... It's just that the night before yesterday, there was a dying homeless man covered in wounds at the entrance of Dongjie."

"Where is this?" Zhan Ziran was dazed.

"It doesn't matter if it sounds rough, but when someone said he was beaten, the beater told him to keep his mouth clean."

Qi Le thought about his words: "Later I heard people say that he likes to spread rumors about you, young master, and he is famous for being a troublemaker in the teahouse. talk……"

Zhan Ziran's eyes widened: "That may not be because of this..."

"But the people who were drinking tea and chatting all felt that it was related. Someone recognized it and said that the person who beat him was Mo Ershao's subordinate..."

Zhan Ziran was speechless.

Zhan Ziran took a sip of tea and said slowly, "He, he...is..."

He was secretly startled, Mo Xu beat all those who spread the rumors to death, if he knew who was the source of the rumors, wouldn't it be...

Zhan Ziran leaned his forehead on the edge of the tub, feeling that his life was going to die, and begged Mo Xu if he could leave his whole body?

Qi Le said again: "It's just that today's rumors are really impossible to investigate."

Zhan Ziran thought for a while, and turned his suspicious target to the young master of the Mo family.

"Could it be the eldest son of the Mo family...?" He thought about it, and only the youngest of the Mo family was suspicious.

Qi Le said: "The young master and I have thought about it."

The master of the Mo family is not young, and the Mo family has a great fortune, so the person in line of succession must be the young master. Originally, only the third young master would share some of the property.

Now that Mo Xu is back, he wants to share again, maybe he wants to use this to pour dirty water on Mo Xu.

If Mo Xu really believed in the batch number of liking men, then it is impossible for Mr. Mo to give the property to an illegitimate child who will not have any children in the future.

After thinking about it, Zhan Ziran sneered and shook his head. Now that he is in such a desperate state, he still has time to think about others.

"It's just that Mo Xu...has the ability to beat people?" He recalled Mo Xu when he was young, he was very polite, and he didn't even want to hurt kittens and dogs. They even picked up a black cat...

Qi Le said: "I heard from others that Second Young Master Mo has grown up and changed a lot, even Master Mo dare not show him face."

Zhan Ziran was at a loss again.

The water temperature slowly cooled down, and Zhan Ziran stood up.

When he got up to get dressed, he glanced sideways at the bags on the table and fixed his eyes.

Not one's own.

"What's that?" Zhan Ziran put on his clothes and walked over.

Qi Le said: "This is what the Mo family sent just now, and they said they would give it to you, young master."

"what?"

Qi Le was also a little puzzled: "People from the Mo family said that this is a gift brought back by the second young master from abroad, and it's for you."

Confused, Zhan Ziran opened it and saw that it was a pen.

The whole body of the fountain pen is silver, with a frosted texture and a rounded tail. There are a few small English subtitles on the cap, embedded in a square brocade box, which looks extremely luxurious.

"Wow, isn't this... that foreign brand pen?" Qi Le exclaimed.

Zhan Ziran recognized that this kind of pen was expensive. Someone once used a Parker pen to exchange half of the warehouse's rice noodles and meat. Later, he learned that everyone treasured this kind of pen and only used it for signing.

Zhan Ziran's pale fingertips took the pen out of the brocade box, and he suddenly put it on the tip of his nose, holding it between his mouth and the tip of his nose.

Wipe the woody breath into the nib.

Zhan Ziran quickly took it off, sniffed it carefully, and was a little stunned.

Could it be that the woody smell I was smelling in a daze this morning... came from here?

But this pen should be new, right?

Why is there this smell? It's obviously not the smell of perfume.

Zhan Ziran put the pen in front of the window, opened the window, observed carefully, and found traces of wear and tear on the cap of the pen, which was a trace of use.

The traces of use, Mo Xu's unique taste...

Zhan Ziran's heart skipped a beat.

His fingertips began to tremble.

Zhan Ziran calmed down his heartbeat, and murmured: "I want to return it to him."

Qi Le didn't want Zhan Ziran to have too many contacts with Mo Xu, so he immediately said: "There is a chamber of commerce tonight, someone sent an invitation letter, and I heard that Mo Er Shao was also invited, why don't you take this opportunity to return it to him? "

"Why is Mo Xu going, it should be Young Master Mo?"

"I don't know, Second Young Master Mo has just returned to China, so Master Mo probably wants him to show his face."

Zhan Ziran nodded, his heart was already tense, and he wanted to say something in the first sentence of the meeting.

Fingertips gently rubbed the cap of the pen, and put it back into the brocade box with some reluctance.

The down-and-out young master is still a young master, Zhan Ziran still has a few suits in his closet, but they are all from the year before last, fortunately they were bigger then, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wear them now.

Zhan Ziran's height is not very high, and he has been writing a lot for a few years. The year before last, it was like a sudden freeze, and he hardly increased.

I don't know what happened to Mo Xu, but I remember that before he went abroad, he seemed to be half a finger shorter than himself...

Zhan Ziran suddenly said out of nowhere: "Do you think Mo Xu wants to be fucked by me?"

Qi Le looked confused, what?Did he hear wrong just now?

Qi Le said: "What are you talking about? Master."

Zhan Ziran quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

That being said, Zhan Ziran pondered in private.