After rebirth, the substitute just wants to sit and eat

The door was knocked three times, and Chen Tao's voice came: "Xiao Ran, dinner is ready."

"Okay, I'll come right away." Fu Ran responded, lowered his head and was about to turn off the phone, when he found that the phone vibrated.

[Y: Can we meet on Saturday? ]

Fu Ran looked at the message that jumped out, and frowned at the string of numbers on the phone.

This is... a phone number?

[Y: Can you?I asked you to do me a favor, and I'll let you know when I want to meet up. ]

[R: Yes, but I don’t guarantee that I can help you. Don’t put your hopes on me. ]

[Y: Great, then thank you. ]

Fu Ran: ... I haven't agreed yet, why are you thanking me.

Just when I was about to press the text to reply, I found that the other party's profile picture quickly dimmed, and it seemed that he was offline.

"Strange." Fu Ran jumped out of the chat interface, scrolled up, looked at the call from the other party, moved his fingers, and saved the phone number.

Obviously when they started chatting, it was Y who hated this kind of thing the most, but it was because he had taken some wrong medicine, and he actually offered to provide his mobile phone number.

The man who also exited the phone interface looked up at the computer.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, the curtains were drawn tightly, the computer screen was black, and the man's face projected by the fluorescent light was not clear.

The screen was filled with white characters, but the characters on the computer did not change, only the cursor kept flashing on the numbers at the end.

The man put his hands on the table, lifted his chin slightly, and stared at the computer in a relaxed manner. Suddenly, the cursor on the screen moved, and the characters suddenly ran back dozens of squares, as if they were being manipulated. The characters were arranged and combined automatically. After skipping several lines, he stopped abruptly.

The characters represent different meanings, all pointing in a fixed direction. The man saw the changes on the computer, squinted his eyes, gave a soft laugh, touched the screen with his finger, and walked to the right along the characters one by one.

In the end, his fingers clenched into fists, as if he had caught something, he squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand.

The dining table was full of exquisite refreshments, while Chen Tao was packing up in the kitchen, 038 watched Fu Ran eat with gusto, and said unbearably, "Aren't you in a hurry?Xie Yunzhou hasn't come to see you for three days. '

Hearing 038 chattering in his mind, Fu Ran opened his mouth, took a bite, bit off a large piece of blueberry Melaleuca, chewed it in his mouth, and said, "I'm in a hurry, I watched the blackening value drop to the level of every day. Eight percent drop, so anxious."

038: 'Can you speak well. '

"I'm full," Fu Ran stood up, picked up the toilet paper next to him and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "I'm going out later, don't follow, I'll be back in a while."

"Going out?" Hearing Fu Ran's words, Chen Tao came out of the kitchen, "If you go out, you still need someone to follow you, otherwise it's not safe."

"I'll just go out for a while, it's fine." Fu Ran smiled at Chen Tao and said, "I just went to meet a friend of mine. If you are worried, you can follow, but keep it secret."

"it is good."

Chen Tao quickly tidied up the house, drove the car out of the garage, picked up Fu Ran, and drove to the designated place.

The place where Y left a message to Fu Ran was a cafe. Chen Tao parked the car in the parking lot and followed Fu Ran into the cafe.

Since the other party only mentioned the location and did not detail the area, Fu Ran had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and dial the number: "Hello, I'm here, what's the seat number?"

"Second floor," the voice on the phone was a bit clear, surprisingly not unpleasant, "Did you bring someone with you?"

Hearing the other party's question, Fu Ran glanced sideways at Chen Tao beside him, and asked back, "Why? Can't you?"

"Of course." The other party probably heard the displeasure in Fu Ran's words, smiled and said, "Come up quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Ran pursed her lips, feeling a little regretful suddenly, wondering if it would look weird if she turned her head and left now.

The waiter wearing a uniform of white jacket and black trousers walked towards Fu Ran and Chen Tao, nodded politely, and said, "Gentlemen, please go to the second floor."

The urging voice appropriately interrupted the hesitation in Fu Ran's heart, and Fu Ran nodded with the mentality of coming, and walked up.

The second floor is open-air, and you can feel the breeze when you walk up the wooden steps.

Orchids and Chlorophytum dotted the room, Fu Ran looked up and scanned around, and saw a man sitting not far away, and bodyguards around him.

This Mr. Y is not simple.

Fu Ran smacked his mouth, raised his steps, and walked towards the opponent step by step, and Chen Tao followed Fu Ran step by step.

Chen Tao was walking beside Fu Ran, when his eyes touched the direction of that person, he was dull for a while, frowned and lowered his head, as if he was not sure about something.

Fu Ran, who was striding forward, did not notice Chen Tao's series of micro movements. The rattan chair was pulled away by Fu Ran, and then he took a big stride, sat down on the chair, and stared at the man wearing big sunglasses. The man glanced up and down and asked, "Is that you?"

The man was wearing a black silk shirt, and the shirt was close to the skin, allowing one to see the other's thin figure.

The big sunglasses covered half of the opponent's face, leaving only the sharp chin and thin pink lips. Fu Ran couldn't help raising her eyebrows again, telling herself intuitively that this person is a beauty.

"We met for the first time." The man took off his sunglasses, and sure enough, a bright face was revealed. The man's lips raised and he blinked, "You can call me Abie."

"Abie?" Fu Ran followed suit, staring at the other person's eyes, pursing her lips unnaturally, "This name sounds quite interesting."

"Thank you, I think so too," the man laughed softly, looked at Fu Ran again, and asked, "What about you, what should I call you?"

Fu Ran: "Just call me Xiao Ran."

The man then called out: "Ran Ran."

Fu Ran suddenly got goosebumps, stretched out his hand and rubbed his shoulders, "Don't, just call me Xiao Ran, next to me is my friend, Chen Tao."

"Okay, Xiao Ran," the man's smiling eyes curved, and he tilted his head to look at Chen Tao again, and called out, "Xiao Tao?"

"Sir, just call me Chen Tao." Chen Tao's tone was cold, and for the sake of Fu Ran's face, he forcibly endured such disgusting ridicule.

Fu Ran coughed, and tapped his fingers on the table in displeasure, "It's not convenient for me to be alone, and I don't know how to drive, so he drove me off. If you don't like it, I'll ask him to wait for me in the car."

"It's not necessary," Abie shook his head, "Since I'm your friend, Xiao Ran, I don't think I will talk too much. I proposed to meet this time, but I just want you to do me a favor."

Fu Ran felt that this meeting was not as comfortable as expected, and this Y also did not make him feel relaxed as expected, and all the emotions that were not satisfied in the first place were leaked out: "Tell me."

Abie blinked his beautiful fox eyes, raised his fingers to the coffee cup in front of him, and said softly, "You...stay with me for a day."

"what……"

As soon as Fu Ran opened his mouth, he felt someone approaching quickly behind him.

Chen Tao clasped a pair of hands that attacked Fu Ran with his backhand, and a long needle hole pierced Chen Tao's arm. The white liquid medicine was pushed forward quickly, and Fu Ran opened his eyes wide, unable to react to his movements.

The strong smell filled the nostrils, and finally became more and more intense, causing the head to gradually become psychedelic. Fu Ran blinked, and vaguely saw Abie put his finger in the middle of his lips, and said softly "shh".

Immediately afterwards, it fell into boundless darkness.

"Master, I've passed out." The bodyguard put him on the sofa, looked up at the man sitting upright, and asked tentatively, "Master, next..."

The corner of Abie's mouth overflowed with a smile, and he blinked his eyes: "Is it your turn to take care of the next thing?"

"It's...it's not my turn." The bodyguard shook his head in fear and took a step back.

The footsteps downstairs hurried up, and each step was loud.

"Thank you, Yun!"