After regenerating into one's own stand-in

"Did you listen to me well?"

Zhou Luo raised his head suddenly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Accept your fate and change your life.

He recited these eight words silently in his heart, the corners of his lips curled slightly, the corners of his eyes curved for a long while, and he smiled very sincerely, even looking a little sweet, and at the same time, he used his current soft voice to the extreme: "For example... like this ?”

The light rain was falling heavily.

In the suburban cemetery, the air is full of the smell of damp vegetation.

A deep black car was hidden in the rain curtain, with double flashing lights on, glowing thinly in the fine rain.

In the thick dark brown window glass, the man's dark eyes looked foggy.

This cemetery is very remote, because it is too remote, the environment is not good, and the management is not perfect, so not many people choose to put their families here.

Today is the farewell ceremony for that person.

The obituary stated that according to the wishes of the family members, no external farewell ceremony will be held, and everything will be kept simple. If fans want to express their condolences, please use the online format.

Indeed, everything is kept simple.

No one came at all.

Or, no one except the "family" knew that the person was buried here.

Xiao Li looked at the cemetery from afar.

No one knew that he had been here, and no one knew that he had worked so hard to find out where the man was buried.

The man in black was silent for a long time in the car, but he didn't get out of the car after all, and he didn't take a step into the cemetery.

He lowered his head and looked at the small, yellowed photo in his hand.

The boy in the photo was only eleven or twelve years old, he was smiling wantonly, his brows were full of arrogance and dissatisfaction.

From childhood to adulthood, it has never changed.

Perhaps it was this characteristic that never changed that made him end up like this.

He looked at the photo for a long time, then put the photo in his pocket, picked up his cell phone and dialed.

Assistant Zhao Yi answered the phone.

"How's the arrangement going?" His voice was low and hoarse, his mood darkened, "Did that person... agree to sign the contract?"

"Boss!" Zhao Yi lowered his voice, and one day the always calm chief assistant trembled and lost his composure, "Come here quickly! This kid's...relative is still too difficult to deal with, help me, boss!"

The woman is about 50 years old, wearing heavy makeup that doesn't suit her facial features, and her red lips are open and closed, looking aggressive and full of presence. Can we pay for the hospitalization expenses ourselves?".

Zhou Luo looked at the unknown woman in front of her and the unknown boy beside her, and fell into a speechless state.

Very good, just after being reborn, the plots from "being thrown in the face by the foster contract" to "extreme relatives and friends" have come over and over again.

Since the woman had already come to the ward and scolded her for 5 minutes, Zhao Yi was pointed at his nose and yelled at him when he could not refute a few words. Zhao Yi, who has been in the upper class all the year round, has never seen such a shrew in the market. He is afraid of causing trouble for his boss. So I ran out.

Only Zhou Luo was left in the ward to face the mother and son.

As soon as Zhou Luo used this body, he had no idea who these two people were, so he had to stand still for the time being, and let her scold him endlessly.

"I really admire you. You can get hit by a car wherever you walk. How much is the hospital bill..."

It happened that the nurse in the next bed was changing the bottle for the old man. Seeing the pale young man on the hospital bed being pointed at by this woman, he looked very pitiful without saying a word, and couldn't help frowning.

"Ma'am, this is a ward, please keep your voice down." The nurse said in an unhappy tone, "Although this patient is not seriously injured, he was involved in a car accident. If you want to be discharged from the hospital, you should go and tell the doctor first." ..."

"What are you talking about?" The woman gave the nurse a hard look, "This is my son, does he need someone else's consent to leave the hospital? Hurry up and pack up..."

Zhou Luo leaned against the head of the bed and did not say a word. Hearing the meaning of her words, he guessed the relationship between the two people in front of him and his own body. Maybe if they were not biological mother and child, then they were either adoptive mother or stepmother.

The little boy beside her is her own son.

The nurse complained in a low voice: "What son, he has been here for two days, and no family member has come to see him."

She looked at the sharp and rude woman, and then at the gentle and soft young man on the hospital bed, but she couldn't think of them as a mother-child relationship.

It's unfortunate.

Zhou Luo raised his eyebrows when he heard what the nurse said.

Oh hoo, the original owner of this body is very similar to him before his death.

No one cares if father doesn't love mother or mother.

The woman gained the upper hand, and hurriedly commanded her own son who was standing beside her: "Hurry up, put your things away."

The little boy randomly searched and searched in the ward, stuffed all the things belonging to "brother" into a plastic bag, and then saw a basket of very expensive fruits on the bedside table, his eyes lit up and he hugged it, He muttered softly, "Where did you get it?"

Zhou Luo glanced at it, and saw that it was the gift that Zhao Yi had just brought over, and it was delivered to him together with the nurturing agreement.

He said casually, "Take it away."

The little boy paused, feeling that there was something wrong with this "counseling brother" today.

Seeing Zhou Luo sitting still on the hospital bed, the woman tapped him fiercely with her index finger: "Prodigal! What are you still doing here? Come back with me!"

Zhou Luo frowned. Although he had seen everyone in his previous life, this was the first time he had seen this type of person. He really couldn't think of the best way to deal with this kind of person in a short time.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the ward door.

Zhou Luo looked up and saw Zhao Yi walking in first, followed by a tall young man.

Wearing a gray coffee-colored windbreaker, with straight facial features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, his thin lips slightly pursed revealed his extreme dissatisfaction with the noise here, and his whole body was full of extravagance that was incompatible with this chaotic multi-person ward. With coercion.

Zhou Luo lowered his head, lightly stroked the thin paper with "Nurture Agreement" written on it with his index finger, and curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

Zhou Luo adjusted his expression and raised his head, meeting the man's cold gaze for a few seconds.

The author says:

Open the article!This is a bit of a sand sculpture and a bit of a cool cookie article, not sweet and not expensive;

Received the document "I became popular after being a scumbag ex-boyfriend", see the column, please accept in advance——

As a qualified [-]-line buddhist, Song Yan's attitude towards life is not to engage in career or love, and to die alone until old age.

The only time I almost fell down was when I drank too much wine on a rainy night and picked up a homeless man from the side of the road. After three months of loving the nest, I planned to rein in the precipice.

Sheng Yun: "Why did you break up?"

It's a pity that Song Yan searched his brains and couldn't figure out any shortcomings of the man in front of him, so he made up a nonsense without changing his face: "I am very professional, and you are too homely."

Song Yan, who returned to being single, planned to continue to lie down in Buddhism until he was forced by his agent to participate in a new variety show. It is said that it was the first project that the eldest son of the capital giant Xingxiang Media went to the grassroots to work on.

At the ice-breaking meeting, the non-existent Song Yan stood in the corner, looking at the gentle man who used to wear home clothes for breakfast, now wearing a cold high-end suit, with thin lips and tight lips amidst the flattering and envious stares. She pursed her eyebrows and looked indifferent, with the words "Don't get close to strangers" written all over her body.

Sheng Yun never thought in his life that he would be kicked on the grounds of "not being ambitious enough".

After returning home to inherit the family property, Sheng Yun watched coldly as his ex bumped into walls and was almost forced out of the entertainment industry, and sneered: "I will definitely not help him."

A week later: "If you come to me, I will help him."

Half a month later: "OK really don't come to beg me, whoever helps him is a dog."

One month later: "Wow."

At the awards ceremony, the host loudly announced that Song Yan won the Best Newcomer Award, and the award presenter was Sheng Yun, a wealthy tycoon whose server was paralyzed recently because of his official relationship announcement.

People who eat melons:

【Ah ah kswl】

[Give an award to your lover, what kind of sweet dog food is this]

【I'm kicked like a dog walking on the road】

Sheng Yun (remembering grudges.jpg): "I admire Mr. Song very much, because he has an admirable dedication."

Song Yan: very speechless but still keep smiling.jpg;

1.1v1 double first love, HE, Song Yan is not a real scumbag!Sand Sculpture Little Sweet Sweet Text!

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2. Nurturing agreement

Zhou Luo's gaze stayed on the man's face for a moment, noticing that his indifferent gaze met his own for two seconds, and then turned away calmly.stand by him...

Zhou Luo blinked, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled sweetly.

The man looked away blankly.

Zhou Luo touched the tip of his nose, put away his artificial expression, and secretly slandered.

What a frigid look.

According to his assistant, isn't it the cute and soft canary that he wants?Really hard to serve.

As soon as Zhao Yi, who was standing in front of Xiao Li, walked in, he saw that the gift he had just delivered was embraced by a strange boy, and the ribbon had even been undone. Look at your boss.

Xiao Li stood by the door, slightly raised his eyes.

He is tall, looking down at the middle-aged woman who is wearing eight centimeter high heels that are not even higher than his shoulders, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Although the woman was obviously older than him by a generation, Xiao Li still didn't use honorific words, and his tone was full of arrogance and aggression cultivated by being in a superior position for a long time.