After regenerating into one's own stand-in

Li's silhouette, cleared his throat: "That...but don't tell him what I said, he hates me pointing at his aesthetics."

Zhou Luo couldn't help smiling and nodded.

I have to say, this mother and son are really interesting.

Mrs. Xiao settled Zhou Luo down and went downstairs.

Only then did Zhou Luo feel that the world had finally quieted down.

The apprehension and uneasiness before coming here completely dissipated. If I had known that Xiao Li's mother was such a warm and easy-going person, I wouldn't have to worry meaninglessly for so long this afternoon.

Just listening to her talking non-stop for two or three hours, it really made my ears feel a little callused.

Zhou Luo stretched and collapsed on the sofa chair in the bedroom.

Forced to be placed in the same room...

Well, a classic bridge.

I don't know if Xiao Li also guessed this would happen, so no one was in the bedroom.

He picked up his phone and sent Xiao Li a message:

【Auntie brought me into your bedroom. 】

After waiting for a while, Xiao Li did not reply.

Zhou Luo was a little puzzled, Xiao Li must be at home, why didn't he reply?Did you go to work?

Can you continue to work after drinking so much alcohol? ?

Zhou Luo scrolled through Weibo out of boredom, and purposely entered this afternoon's Weibo, only to find that Weibo had been deleted.

It seems that Xiao Li still spent money.

Don't you care?Why did you spend money to withdraw Weibo?

Zhou Luo thought inexplicably.

Maybe he really didn't want people to find out his relationship with Nanying's students.

Lying on the sofa chair, he felt that this sofa chair was probably his destination tonight.

After all, it is impossible to sleep in the same bed with the gold master's father.

Xiao Li used to speak well, and he was not used to sharing a bedroom with others.

Not even a bedroom, let alone a bed.

I hope that Xiao Li will not be sleepless all night because he is forced to share a bedroom with him tonight.

The phone vibrated, and Li Bowen sent a message:

【Guess where I am. 】

Zhou Luo didn't bother to talk to him, but Li Bowen consciously sent him a location although he didn't reply.

Zhou Luo took a look, it was a bar he didn't know.

[Going to disco again? 】

Li Bowen:

[This is not the point. 】

[Guess who I saw here. 】

Zhou Luo sent it casually:

【Who? 】

Li Bowen obviously couldn't wait to tell him the news, and sent a reply almost at the same time as him:

[Your scumbag ex-boyfriend! 】

Zhou Luo sat up suddenly, and now he was sober.

what?

Scumbag ex-boyfriend? ?

Zhou Luo is sure that he has never seen anything related to feelings in the diary, let alone directly rising to the level of a scumbag ex-boyfriend.

Now he really wants to ask the original owner, I don't know how many surprises you have.

This is tricky.

Zhou Luo didn't know what story the original owner had with this ex-boyfriend, but no matter what, he hoped to get rid of the relationship as soon as possible, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

He typed and deleted in the input box, and finally, just to be on the safe side, he tried first:

【Which one? 】

Li Bowen didn't seem to understand what he really meant, and replied:

[No, you really don't hold grudges?Did you forget about that bastard? 】

Zhou Luo had no choice but to go down the steps:

[The past is all over. 】

Li Bowen:

[Of course, the two of you have only been talking for a week. It's a fake relationship. The past must have passed, but I just heard that scumbag mentioned you. 】

Here comes the most feared.

It's not like the original owner still has some reason with his ex-boyfriend and keeps cutting and messing up the relationship, so he has to solve it by himself, right?

[What did you mention me? 】

Li Bowen:

[I didn't hear it clearly, but the tone didn't sound like scolding you. 】

[No matter what he thinks, if he comes back to you, you must not soften your heart. Have you forgotten how much he hurt you? 】

Zhou Luo: "..."

It's not that I forgot, it's that I didn't know it at all.

He didn't quite understand, since according to Li Bowen, this ex-boyfriend had caused the original owner a lot, why didn't he write anything in his diary.

He was caught off guard.

[I won't forget it, don't worry. 】

Zhou Luo replied casually.

If there is anything unfeeling, he doesn't know that person at all, the kind who won't give more eyes when walking on the road.

Li Bowen felt relieved and continued to dance.

In his words, he felt that he could meet a scout in a bar to take the opportunity to make his debut, but it has been so long, except for men and women who occasionally come up to hint whether he wants a one-night stand, there is no other fate.

Zhou Luo put down his phone and didn't think about anything else for now.

How to spend tonight is more important.

He got up and walked around the room.

In addition to the bathroom and cloakroom in the bedroom, there is also a small lounge separated by a hallway.

The furniture is exquisite, the decoration is elegant, and there is also a fire-free aromatherapy that exudes a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

That's right, it goes well with Xiao Li.

Zhou Luo's gaze fell on the decorative painting on the wall.

There was a signature in the corner of the painting. Zhou Luo looked carefully and found that it was the letters XL.

Ok?

Was it drawn by Xiao Li?

Zhou Luo was a little surprised, he didn't expect Xiao Li to draw this kind of... a cute stick figure.

The pens on the painting are round and short, like the style that children would use, and the patterns on them are relatively childish.

The more things related to Xiao Li I saw, the more I felt that this person was unfathomable.

Zhou Luo turned his gaze, and saw something brightly colored in the transparent drawer under the bedside table, which seemed out of place in this bedroom.

He got closer and saw the square box clearly.

Thin...hot...

……Grass.

Zhou Luo couldn't stand it anymore.

He was convinced that this was definitely not Xiao Li's stuff, and it was probably Mrs. Xiao who instructed someone to release it.

So this is the real meaning of "tidy up your room"?

Zhou Luo couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. Although it was obvious that Mrs. Xiao was such a warm and caring person, but the younger generation was worried about everything in bed, so there was no sense of boundaries.

Thinking of Xiao Li's attitude towards his mother, Zhou Luo suddenly felt a little understanding.Someone like Xiao Li who attaches great importance to personal domain and private space must be full of resistance to his mother's personality.

Zhou Luo quickly looked away from the box, and turned to the bookcase in the back of the lounge.

The cabinet is full of books, in all fields.

On the far right of the top floor, Zhou Luo noticed a small off-white box, which was placed there upright.

It was the only item in the cabinet that wasn't a book, so it naturally attracted his full attention.

He looked at the box for a while, but didn't bother to touch it out of politeness.

"looking at what?"

A cold voice sounded, startling Zhou Luo.

He turned his head and was shocked to find that Xiao Li was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, standing at the door of the bathroom in the bedroom, his hair was still slightly wet.

"You've been in the bathroom?"

Xiao Li didn't seem to be in a good mood: "Come here."

Zhou Luo walked over without knowing why, and seeing Xiao Li's expression softened a little: "Otherwise, where else would I be?"

Zhou Luo said awkwardly: "No, I thought you weren't in the bathroom. I just talked to your mother..."

"I heard it, but I don't want to make a sound." Xiao Li explained, "I'm used to it, that's how she speaks."

Zhou Luo smiled dryly: "You don't like her that much, do you?"

Xiao Li glanced at him: "Yes, but she is an elder after all, there is no way."

While talking, Xiao Li walked towards the bedside table, took out the box inside without any hesitation, and threw it into the trash can casually.

Seeing him being so frank, Zhou Luo felt that it was unnecessary to dare to look at the hidden things just now.

They are in an agreement relationship, in Xiao Li's eyes, he is just a walking meal replacement, in private, he is only a little better than strangers, so there is nothing to be entangled with.

The "meal replacement" recognized his identity and lowered his eyelids: "I will sleep on the sofa tonight."

Xiao Li was stretching out his hand to pull the quilt, but he paused when he heard this: "No, let's sleep on the bed."

Zhou Luo repeatedly refused: "No, no, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Xiao Li straightened up, looking at Zhou Luo with a rare irritability in his eyes: "Why are you talking so much?"

Zhou Luo looked at him and saw that his eyes were a little red.

This is too much to drink.

No wonder he felt that after he came out of the bathroom, his behavior was not as decent as before. He even moved a little more vigorously, and even threw the box into the trash can with great force, making a bang, unlike his usual style.

"I... OK."

Zhou Luo resigned to his fate and didn't care about drunk people.

Zhou Luo moved carefully to the bathroom: "Then I'll take a shower first."

Xiao Li didn't say anything, Zhou Luo hurried into the bathroom.

After a quick dash, Zhou Luo discovered a very embarrassing problem.

There was only one towel in the bathroom.

Usually only Xiao Li lives here alone, of course he only hangs his own towels, and when Mrs. Xiao comes to tidy up the room, it is even more impossible to prepare two towels for them.

He was tempted to wipe it off casually, but thinking of Xiao Li's strong sense of boundaries, he might be furious because he used his towel, so he opened his mouth cautiously and called out:

"Mr. Xiao?"

There was no response, Zhou Luo raised his voice in agony: "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Li finally responded lightly this time: "Yes."

Hearing this voice, it doesn't sound like he's angry, it's okay.

Zhou Luo boldly asked: "There are no extra towels in the bathroom, can you get one for me?"

Xiao Li was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Use mine."

Zhou Luo froze.

You heard me right, he