After regenerating into one's own stand-in

He unconsciously felt that there was something in it that made him uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell.

Thinking too much made his head hurt, Zhou Luo was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, and he felt drowsy again, so he simply ignored everything and fell asleep on the hospital bed.

In his dream, he dreamed that he was standing in front of a stall of boneless chicken fillet, watching the boss holding the processed boneless chicken fillet in a mesh spoon and flipping up and down in the oil pan, fried until golden and crispy, full of fragrance. overflow.

Then he watched the boss pick up a small paper bag with a slightly rough drawing, filled a little chicken tenderloin with a small spoon and poured it in, looked at the numbers on the small food scale, and picked up a few more...

The clip seemed to be on Zhou Luo's heart. Even in his dream, he could clearly feel his heart tugging.

The aroma became more and more intense, until he finally woke up from his dream and saw that Xiao Li had returned to the ward, and the small table in front of him was filled with golden chicken fillets piled up as high as a hill, tears were about to flow down his cheeks. up.

"Uh..." Xiao Li's eyes were slightly puzzled, "I can understand that this makes your index finger twitch, but why are your eyes filled with tears?"

Of course Zhou Luo couldn't explain to him what a horrible thing he had dreamed about in his dream. Picking out a few chicken tenders from a small paper bag was like the trembling hands of an aunt in the cafeteria, knocking on people's hearts every time.

With that nightmare as a prelude, now Zhou Luo is extremely happy looking at this plate full of chicken tenders, which is all his own, and even feels that happiness is nothing more than that.

Seeing Zhou Luo eating so contentedly, Xiao Li frowned: "How about your eating?"

Zhou Luo didn't take it seriously, pushed the plate forward, and made a very generous look: "Have some?"

Xiao Li: "..."

He couldn't even say "Thank you, no need" because he could see very clearly that this person was just talking, like a cat eating alone, and he didn't really share it with him at all.

This chicken tenderloin was made by the chef at home, and he tried his best to make it as delicious as possible while being healthy. Of course, Xiao Li also specially asked him to try his best to make it as delicious as possible, and his health can be a little bit later. This request is true, so the chef who cooks for him all the year round Surprised a bit.

Xiao Li couldn't help asking: "You used to...couldn't eat this food or what?"

"That's right." Zhou Luo replied, "When I was young, I was poor and couldn't afford it at all. At most, I would eat two from my classmates once in a while. Later, I could afford to buy it when I debuted, but I have to pay attention to body management. I dare not... "

Zhou Luo stopped talking halfway through, and his chewing movements also slowed down.

He suddenly remembered that the current self should not have debuted.

Oops, because I was too absorbed in eating, I told the experience of my previous life and forgot to maintain the character design.

Hearing that he stopped talking, Xiao Li replied flatly: "Is Nanying's control so strict?"

Zhou Luo nodded, and he didn't seem to hear anything wrong. Maybe he thought that enrolling in Nanying Academy could also be called a debut. After all, in the past few years, no student from the Acting Department of Nanying Film Academy has not entered the entertainment circle. of.

Zhou Luo stopped after eating half of the plate: "Thank you, I'm full."

Xiao Li looked at him with a calm but gentle expression: "What I didn't eat when I was young, is this a make up?"

Zhou Luo froze for a moment, then nodded: "Mmm, thank you."

To be honest, when he said this, he felt that recalling the past in his last life was indeed quite painful. Compared with it now... he is really much happier.

In a sense, it is thanks to Xiao Li that he can suffer so much less now.

Calculated carefully, Xiao Li has really helped him a lot in front of others and behind his back. On the other hand, looking at himself, although he has fulfilled the obligation of an agreed substitute in name, he has not really done anything for him.

Xiao Li picked up the plate, turned around and walked out of the ward, and left a sentence that could not be refuted: "If you have eaten enough, don't eat it in the future, fried food is not healthy."

Zhou Luo: "..."

Seeing the indifferent back of Xiao Li leaving, Zhou Luo fell silent for a moment.

Fortunately, he just thought for a moment, why Xiao Li is so humane now, and has changed so much from before.

He is obviously a feudal patriarch with a strong desire for control!

When Xiao Li came back again, the plate in his hand was gone, and three tall hospital security guards brought in a bunch of things behind him.

"These are all given by others." Xiao Li gestured to put the things neatly, "If you see anything you like to eat and play, just keep it, and you will take it to your apartment when you are discharged from the hospital."

Zhou Luo looked at the things that filled the whole table and asked in shock, "Who sent it?"

Xiao Li: "You don't need to know."

Zhou Luo thought for a while: "Your friend?"

Xiao Li shook his head: "You can't be my friend."

understood……

Some people flattered Xiao Li by giving him gifts to visit his patients.

In this case, he really didn't need to know who sent it, and he didn't bother to care about it, so he just asked, "I still need to be hospitalized?"

"Stay for two or three days."

This ward is a large suite, spacious and quiet, compared with the apartment on the school side, there are no shortcomings except that it is a little smaller, but he thinks that the bed must not be able to sleep well, so he is a little reluctant.

Xiao Li saw that he was reluctant, so he added: "Stay a few more days, and then it will be beneficial to settle accounts with Meng Yan at the school."

This sentence opened up Zhou Luo's new thinking, and it also made sense. The more serious his injury and the longer he was hospitalized, the more it could reflect that Meng Yan was at fault for seeking trouble, and he also had the upper hand in public opinion.

Xiao Li then left the ward, and Zhou Luo lay flat on the bed, sighing at his ill-fated fate.

Just think about this short period of more than a month... I have been admitted to the hospital several times.

That night Zhou Luo didn't sleep well under the torment of finding the bed, and finally fell asleep in the early morning relying on the forcibly accumulated drowsiness, and was woken up by the sound of the door opening early in the morning.

He thought it was Xiao Li, and covered his eyes with the quilt, he was very dissatisfied: "Why did you come so early..."

He was in a dazed sleep, and there was some blame and impatience in his tone, but because he had just woken up with a hoarse and nasal voice, it sounded like he was being coquettish.

Meng Qingchen, who had just entered the ward, frowned when he heard this voice.

Even though he always felt that Xiao Li was not very close to this unknown pawn who came out of nowhere, and even in his imagination they should have a cold and relatively cooperative relationship, but when he heard the coquettish voice of the person on the hospital bed, At that time, it was immediately confirmed that the object of his coquetry was Xiao Li.

This realization made him very unhappy.

To be honest, since he was very young, he firmly believed that Xiao Li still had feelings for him, even if there was only pity, it was a rare feeling for such an indifferent person.

Until that person passed away suddenly, he learned how Xiao Li was decadent and lonely as if his soul had been sucked out, as if his soul was also buried in the loess by that person.

He was far away in a foreign country, and there was nothing he could do about it. After he tried his best to return home, he heard that Xiao Li had found a lover, and then he got the words out of Zhao Yi's mouth, knowing that the lover was just a stand-in .

When looking around for photos, he was prepared, thinking that he would see a face that looked exactly like the Zhou Luo who had passed away forever.

But he didn't expect that the little lover looked slender and weak, and was exactly the same as himself in terms of style, but completely different from Zhou Luo's face.

This result made him extremely excited, and he suddenly felt that his decision to return to China was the most correct decision.

Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to respond to Xiao Li's feelings, and then let the double go where he came from, but he never found the right time.

The last time I met him at Xiao Li's house, I provoked him a few words, but I didn't expect that this person didn't care at all.

Yesterday Xiao Li temporarily canceled an important party due to an accident with his lover, everyone knew about it, and almost everyone thought Xiao Li was serious, which made Meng Qingchen completely unable to hold back.

If it drags on, outsiders who don't know the truth may think that this double is the rightful owner.

With this in mind, Meng Qingchen came to the hospital early in the morning, intending to make a quick decision, but as soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of acting like a baby, and his anger immediately rose.

"Hello Mr. Bai, how are you doing?"

Zhou Luo was startled by this unfamiliar yet familiar voice, lost all sleepiness, and sat up suddenly from the bed.

He was very surprised when he saw the person coming, and grabbed the quilt in shock: "Why is it you?"

Meng Qingchen put down the fruit basket in his hand, and smiled gently: "I heard that you were injured, so I came to see you."

He has a soft and soft appearance, wearing a light gray turtleneck sweater, he looks like a brother next door, Zhou Luo was also someone who was deceived by his appearance, so now he is very disgusted with his kind-hearted but calculating behavior group.

"Thanks."

Just the two of them, Zhou Luo didn't intend to give him face at all, and his tone was very blunt.

Meng Qingchen's gentle smile couldn't hold back anymore.

He was here to declare his sovereignty, so there is no need to be friendly.

What's more, they are still facing their own "pirated goods".

Seeing that he didn't leave, Zhou Luo became vigilant and raised his eyebrows slowly: "What else is there to do?"

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【Will there be a face-slapping plot in the next chapter】

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24. Tea Ceremony

In the short 24 years of Zhou Luo's last life, there were actually quite a few people who did not deal with him, so Meng Qingchen's hatred value is not that high with him.

In the short 24 years of Zhou Luo's last life, there were actually quite a few people who did not deal with him, so Meng Qingchen was not considered an enemy with a high hatred value.

But he still has an impression of this person, and the memory of Meng Qingchen is not very clear. It is more because the holiday between the two of them was when he was still in school and just now.