After regenerating into one's own stand-in

Xiao Li's shadow is everywhere.

Resigned to his fate, Zhou Luo took out his mobile phone from the depths of his schoolbag and checked WeChat.

Zhou Luo saw that the upper right corner was empty, and suddenly became out of breath. He threw the phone on the sofa, hugged the pillow and gasped for breath.

With nowhere to vent his indignation, Zhou Luo directly called on WeChat, but no one answered after waiting for the ring to finish.

He lost his mind, at this moment he thought of Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was very concerned about their situation, and when he saw WeChat, he quickly called and asked them clearly, and finally came to the conclusion: "The boss must be angry."

Zhou Luo said helplessly, "Then what should I do?"

Zhao Yi comforted him: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's do this...you go to the boss, buy some small gifts to comfort him, and say that you didn't deliberately deny your relationship in front of your ex-boyfriend..."

Zhou Luo: "But Brother Zhao, I remember that I was originally a stand-in, Xiao always cared..."

"Of course!" Zhao Yi said seriously, "Think about it, you are a stand-in, and if you don't admit the relationship between the two of you, it means that the boss doesn't admit it. Can he be happy! He must be very sad!"

Makes sense.

Zhou Luo was convinced, so he pinched the new address that Zhao Yi had sent him, and went downstairs to take a taxi.

Zhou Luo had never been to this address, Zhao Yi said it was Xiao Lip's usual place to live.

Zhou Luo was quite dissatisfied with not taking him to the place where he usually lived.

Just like this, are you still angry because you said "Didi driver"?

Zhou Luo adhered to the principle of still wanting to make the benefactor happy, ran to buy a piece of cake, and went non-stop to the villa area written on the address.

After finding the building, Zhou Luo saw the lights on the first floor of the three-story villa.

Oh hoo, where is this emo really?

Looking at the dim light coming from the window of the villa, Zhou Luo clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

Going forward, Zhou Luo confirmed that the little cake in his hand was still safe and sound after all the running around, and then rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened.

"Xiao Xian..."

Zhou Luo put on a sweet smile, and the third word choked into his throat.

It was not Xiao Li standing in front of him, but a strange yet familiar face.

He said unfamiliar because Zhou Luo didn't expect to see him here, and said familiar because he had seen this face in many nightmares.

"Hello." The fair-faced, red-eyed young man put on a polite smile, and glanced at the cake in his hand, "Is it delivery?"

Zhou Luo: "..."

The retribution is not good. This morning, Xiao Li was said to open Didi, and he was recognized as a delivery person in the evening.

Meng Qingchen turned around: "Brother Xiao, did you order the takeaway?"

Hearing this address, Zhou Luo only felt it was very harsh, and gave a slight snort.

Good guy, why didn't you know that Meng Qingchen had such a good relationship with Xiao Li after being abroad for so many years.

Finally, that familiar voice sounded: "I didn't, let him..."

The words came to an abrupt end, Xiao Li was wearing a homely warm white shirt, looked towards the door, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Luo rolled his eyes to the sky.

"Sorry to bother you two."

Zhou Luopi smiled bluntly.

The two were dressed casually, and Meng Qingchen's eyes were still red and watery. It was obvious that he had just cried and was having some emotional conversation.

Zhou Luo felt that the cake box in his hand was very hot.

"You misunderstood." Meng Qingchen smiled, "I just came back to China, and I just came here to catch up on the old days. Are you Brother Xiao's lover? I've heard of you. Ever since Brother Xiao took you to the party, everyone is talking about you. "

Zhou Luo looked at him, not knowing that he could still say such teasing words.

Although Zhou Luo set up a green tea character for himself, but the other party's rank was too high, he was speechless for a while.

"Come in first." Xiao Li finally spoke, frowning and said, "It's so late, how did you find this place?"

Zhou Luo walked in, and saw that his expression and tone were full of the meaning that he blamed himself for running over and ruining his good deed, and became even angrier.

"I'm just..." Zhou Luo gritted his teeth and smirked, "Come and see you, I'm quite worried because you haven't replied all day."

After saying this, he glanced at Meng Qingchen and secretly competed.

Compared with green tea, who is afraid of whom?

"The things have been delivered, so I won't bother you to catch up with this gentleman. I'm going back."

Zhou Luo lowered his eyebrows, Xiao Li's expression moved, and he said, "Don't go back so late, stay here."

Zhou Luo hastily declined, pretending: "No, no, I..."

Meng Qingchen answered at this time: "It's okay, I live in the guest room, and I will never disturb you."

Zhou Luo's words were stuck.

What does it mean that this person looks like he is the master of this family?

After being told by Meng Qingchen, Zhou Luo got excited instead, took a step towards Xiao Li, and naturally took Xiao Li's arm: "Okay, just treat yourself as if you are at your own home."

Seeing Meng Qingchen's expression froze subtly, Zhou Luo felt a little bit of joy and acted better.

"The cake I bought for you, do you want to eat it?" He raised the cake in his hand and looked at Xiao Li, looking very intimate, "I picked it specially."

Xiao Li let him hold his arm, seemed a little shocked, and said after a while: "There is coffee in the kitchen, let's cut a cake and eat some together."

"Ok."

Zhou Luo let go of his hand, turned around with the cake in his arms, only to realize that he didn't know where the kitchen in this house was.

"I'll help too." Meng Qingchen came over, touched Zhou Luo's arm lightly, and smiled naturally, "The kitchen is here."

Being given the upper hand again, Zhou Luo followed, very upset.

It's all Xiao Li's fault, he never brought himself here.

"My name is Meng Qingchen." While pouring coffee, Meng Qingchen changed the subject and asked, "How do you know each other?"

Zhou Luo opened the cake box and paused for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Meng Qingchen: "It's just a little strange, I don't understand why Brother Xiao would be with you... Don't get me wrong, he is a relatively cold person."

Zhou Luo: "Oh, maybe it's because of sex."

Meng Qingchen's hand visibly trembled, and he almost poured out the coffee.

Zhou Luo was proud, no matter what method he used, as long as it made Meng Qingchen sick.

Meng Qingchen put down the coffee pot and turned to look at Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo noticed his gaze and turned to look at it too.

The two looked at each other, and Meng Qingchen said indifferently: "I really envy you. Being someone else's substitute, you can still have such a good mentality."

Zhou Luo's fingertips trembled violently.

How did he know?

Meng Qingchen's expression was flat, but in Zhou Luo's eyes, it was full of sarcasm and narrow-mindedness.

Just like when he was a child, he was exactly the same every time he faced Meng Qingchen's ridicule.

"I don't understand what you're saying..."

"Aren't you curious?" Meng Qingchen continued, "Who is the person he really loves in his heart?"

Zhou Luo looked at him, and a sentence popped into his mind.

Could it be you?

Of course, these words just rang in his mind, and Zhou Luo couldn't hold back any longer. He turned around suddenly, feeling his heart beating, and just wanted to escape three meters away from Meng Qingchen.

The footsteps stopped abruptly, Xiao Li was walking towards the kitchen, seeing Zhou Luo running out in a hurry, he wondered, "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing."

Zhou Luo adjusted his expression and touched his nose.

Meng Qingchen walked out Shi Shiran, and said with a smile: "I just teased him, saying that you have never liked anyone, and he was shy."

Xiao Li glanced at Zhou Luo, and said calmly: "Stop joking around."

Hearing Zhou Luo's words, the tip of his nose felt sore.

"Well... I have morning class tomorrow, I'm sleepy, I want to go to bed." He made an excuse, even though it's only eight o'clock.

Xiao Li didn't say anything, he paused and said, "Go upstairs and turn left and it's the second room."

Zhou Luo turned around and walked up the stairs, feeling his heart pounding, as if fleeing.

Turn left to the second bedroom, it is spacious and exquisite, everything is neat and clean, it is obviously not Xiao Li's usual room.

Yes, you can get into his door, but you can't get into his bed, right?

Zhou Luo sneered, feeling extremely speechless about her behavior of being arranged into the guest room after running over at night.

What's going on, Meng Qingchen will find him living in the guest room with him when he comes up later?

This will not work.

Zhou Luo suppressed the bitterness in his heart, full of thoughts that he couldn't make Meng Qingchen proud, so he rushed to the right side of the stairs angrily.

Sure enough, the second room on the right was Xiao Li's room, and there was still a faint mint smell belonging to him in the air.

Zhou Luo stood in the quiet room for a long time, and suddenly his shoulders slumped.

What is he throwing a fit at?

The festival with Meng Qingchen happened before high school, no matter what he experienced at that time, he had already died once, and it was useless to entangle him any longer.

Even if he smelled a jealous hostility from Meng Qingchen just now, he didn't have any position to get angry.

Because what Meng Qingchen said was right, he was indeed just a stand-in.

Zhou Luo's heart moved slightly, and he walked out of the room lightly, and came to the stairs.

In the living room downstairs, the voice of two people talking came over:

Meng Qingchen: "As soon as I returned to China, I heard that you were in love. I was quite surprised. He looks quite cute."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this topic, are you very busy in the company now? I will also take over a variety show project at home soon..."

Zhou Luo couldn't hear Xiao Li's words, and only vaguely felt that the topic was diverted to work.

He walked back to the room softly, always feeling weird.

Judging from Meng Qingchen's tone, it seems that Xiao Li didn't tell him about the substitute.

Where did he get that?

Or... is he just deceiving himself?

Zhou Luo was thinking about it when the phone rang, and it was Zhao Yi who called.

"Well... I've