Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Such a gentle and windless snow scene is very suitable for taking pictures.

That night, the New Year's Eve Meitu hit all major social platforms, with three or four trending searches alone.

The New Year’s Eve concert was beaming live on the TV. Stars performed on stage and fans cheered off the stage. In the central square of City A, a firework show was set off every hour. .

But the lively and happy atmosphere has nothing to do with the Seven Star Hotel at the moment.

Cen Wei asked the waiter at the Seven Star Hotel to warm up two glasses of red wine and bring them to the Changheng Hotel opposite.

The waiter repeatedly confirmed: "Aren't you coming in anymore? If you want to come in again, you may need to invite someone on the list to bring you."

Cen Wei thought about all the faces at the fraternity party, and couldn't help showing a sarcasm: "No more."

The information he wanted was almost collected.

The next lackluster plot will be left to the actors with superb acting skills to continue presenting it.

The front desk of the Changheng Hotel watched Cen Xiao come in from the outside, followed by the waiter from the Seven Stars Hotel. The waiter handed over the expensive mulled wine to Cen Xiao, and trotted back to the Seven Stars Hotel by himself.

The price of those two glasses of mulled wine almost caught up with her room rate.

This is not the first time someone delivered something from the Seven Star Hotel across the street tonight. Just now, a handsome middle-aged guy brought a packed lunch box, which he said was takeaway, but the presentation was more exquisite than that of ordinary restaurants.

So what are the hobbies of these two customers?

Reminiscing about bitterness and sweetness?

As soon as Cen Wei entered the room, he found that Li Rong was still turning off the light, with his face pressed against the window, looking out the window.

The window was opened a small slit, and the indoor temperature was almost the same as the outdoor temperature.

He raised his arm and knocked on the headlight with his elbow. The moment the light was on, he asked casually, "What else are you looking at?"

Li Rong answered unhurriedly: "Look at your footprints."

When he said this answer, he didn't think much about it, and what he said was true.

In his last life, he had never observed Cen Xiao carefully, and he had to admit that although he had always been indifferent and calm, his thoughts had long been extreme.

He never dared to go to the hospital for a related diagnosis, but he also knew that after experiencing these things in his family, it was difficult to maintain a healthy state of mind.

Sometimes he is like a vigilant hedgehog, erecting sharp thorns at every turn to completely seal himself off.

In fact, many times, he could feel Cen Xiao's rudeness towards him with a little hatred, and he could also feel Cen Xiao's uncontrollable love.

It's hard to hide a person's knee-jerk reaction.

Because of anxiety and stress, Li Rong slept very lightly in his previous life, and his mental state was extremely unhealthy for a period of time.

He seldom slept for eight hours in a down-to-earth manner, and it was even more impossible to have a comfortable and sweet dream.

Once he was exhausted from tossing with Cen Ling, he fell on the bed, fell asleep after a while, and didn't even bother to take a bath.

It was rare for him to sleep so deeply, so Cen Wei didn't bother him. After taking a bath, he took a book and read by the bed.

When Cen Wei got tired of watching and was going to sleep, he turned off the light, and when he was leaning down, he accidentally crushed Li Rong's arm.

At some point, Li Rong spread his arms in the middle of the bed, occupying two-thirds of the space by himself.

Cen Wei quickly moved away like a conditioned reflex, then remained still, holding his breath and looking at Li Rong's face, for fear of waking Li Rong up.

Because after Li Rong woke up, he might not be able to fall asleep again.

After waiting with such a stiff body for almost 5 minutes, seeing that Li Rong's breathing was still long and steady, Cen Wei heaved a sigh of relief.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to brush the hair off Li Rong's face, but he stretched his hand halfway, and retracted it again.

This small movement may also wake people up, some people become more delicate after not being young masters.

Cen Wei leaned lightly to the side of the bed, putting a small distance away from Li Rong to ensure that she would not accidentally crush him, and then fell asleep in peace.

But in fact Li Rong has been awakened by the pressure.

He just kept pretending to be asleep because he didn't want to face Cen Xiao after indulging himself.

He has a very special ability. When pretending to be asleep, he can keep his eyes still, so that others will not notice the abnormality.

If he didn't pay special attention to him, Cen Xiao would not have made himself so cautious.

He understood the reason, but he was extreme at the time, and wanted to label all expressions of love with dark purposes.

Because in this way, he can simply treat Cen Xiao as a villain, a person who will not affect his emotions.

He doesn't want to admit that human beings are very complicated animals, and human emotions are especially complicated. There is no absolute right and black and white, otherwise there would not be so many people stuck in the mud and unable to extricate themselves.

But the truth cannot be erased by deliberately ignoring it.

This is also the reason why he was so determined to use Cen Xiao after his rebirth.

It seems that he has never carefully looked at the details belonging to Cen Xiao.

Cen Wei paused, his eyes flickered for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "What's there to see about the footprints?"

Li Rong tilted his head, blinked his eyes, the suddenly lit room made the scene outside the window blurred, and his own shadow was reflected on the glass.

"When I was young, I didn't like eating oysters. I thought they were soft, ugly, and had an indescribable taste, but then I suddenly liked them, and I could even eat several at a time. I didn't like cats and other animals before. I have a cold, and I think it’s troublesome to clean the hair too late, but I think it’s cute when I look at it. I used to prefer to walk in front, let others follow me, obey my instructions, rarely look back, never bow..."

He said here, the rest did not say.

Li Rong turned his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Cen Wei with a smile. After a few seconds, he jumped off the small sofa, hooked his fingers at Cen Wei, and urged: "Hurry up, my mulled wine It's going to be cold!"

Cen Wei lowered his eyes, thought for a while, smiled tacitly, and passed the mulled wine to Li Rong.

Li Ronggang gave two examples, both of which he didn't like before, but now he likes them.

He knew what Li Rong wanted to say, Li Rong also knew, he must understand.

Li Rong held the glass firmly, touched Cen Wei lightly, then raised his head and took a sip of mulled wine.

The bitter, pungent liquid with the aroma of orange peel slid down the throat, instantly spreading warmth in the center of the body.

After more than four months, his body has recovered a lot.

It took six months in my previous life to fully recover, but this time it seems to be faster.

Swallowing down the red wine, Li Rong licked his lips and sighed contentedly.

Although Jiang Weide lied and put a cloak of hypocrisy and justice on the Hongsuo Research Institute, it also made him see many things clearly.

Today is still full of unexpected victories.

Cen Wei looked down at the wine glass he touched with Li Rong, picked it up, and took a sip.

"Can you tell me about the thesis now?" he asked.

Li Rong held the cup for a moment, his eyelids quivered slightly, and soon smiled recklessly: "The paper was not submitted by Jiang Weide and Hongsuo Research Institute, but by me."

Cen Xiao had guessed it a long time ago, so he didn't have much reaction.

He continued to listen.

Li Rong gently rubbed the transparent glass with his fingers, looked upwards, and carefully recalled the night a few months ago: "I found this hypothesis in the stolen manuscript, and my father hadn't had time to submit it yet. , so I sorted it out for him and submitted it. Li Baishou once came to my house to find me and wanted my father’s manuscript, but for him, I would not have found it. I should also thank him for this.”

He said thank you, but his tone was full of undisguised contempt.

Cen Wei: "You want me to keep an eye on the investigation team because you are worried about Li Baishou."

Li Rong nodded: "So someone came to steal the manuscript later, and I quickly determined that it was not Li Baishou's person, because Li Baishou had never seen the manuscript before, and of course it was even more impossible to burn the manuscript."

Cen Wei clinked glasses with Li Rong again, took a sip by himself, Li Rong raised his eyebrows, and quickly took a sip with him.

Cen Wei: "The person who stole the manuscript, do you have any guesses?"

Li Rong took a deep breath, and frowned slightly: "It didn't happen before, but now... it probably has something to do with the Hongsuo Research Institute. In fact, I've always wondered why my father's research materials are sealed by the investigation team and are not allowed to be viewed. "

Not only is it not allowed to view during the period of the accident, but it will not be allowed to view in the next few years.

He once applied to Jiang Weide, but Jiang Weide said swearingly that time has passed, and Li Qingli's old materials have no more valuable things, and the drug Lu Yinxu has also been proven to have serious flaws, and the project has been completely stopped.

He trusted Jiang Weide very much before, so he didn't insist.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, you can still detect things that are difficult to explain.

The existence of flaws in the law does not mean that there is no research value.

Isn't it easier to find out why it failed and fix it than to start from scratch?

But if Jiang Weide also lied for some reason, then his father's sealed information and stolen manuscripts must have something very valuable.

Cen Wei: "The person Liu Tanzhi paid attention to should be Han Jiang. She has always controlled it very well. When sharing the turkey, Han Jiang sliced ​​her portion. Of course, this can be covered up by Li Baishou's rudeness. Later, she and her colleagues took pictures of each other, and the direction of the photo was facing the Han River behind the fountain. This can also be explained by the fact that she just liked the fountain landscape. But the only thing that made Liu Tanzhi unprepared was the publication of Li Qingli's thesis. He looked at Han Jiang immediately, waiting for Han Jiang's instructions."

After all, Li Rong was far away and couldn't see clearly. Hearing what Cen Wei said, he hurriedly asked, "What's Han Jiang's reaction?"

Cen Wei shook his head: "Han Jiang is very calm, it seems that this matter does not threaten him, he is not worried, but the people of Hongsuo Research Institute are in a mess."

Li Rong pursed his lower lip, drooped his eyelids, thought for a long time, and said in disgust, "Han Jiang is over 50 years old, Liu Tanzhi is only 34, the two of them..."

His associations are understandable.

Liu Tanzhi and Li Bai are so close in appearance, it is easy to think that she has another crush.

And Han Jiang is obviously more respectable than Li Baishou, maybe age is not a big problem, after all Li Baishou is also older than Liu Tanzhi.

Cen Wei took down the somewhat cold mulled wine in Li Rong's hand, and put it aside: "But as far as I know, Han Jiang loves his wife and children very much, and has never had any thoughts of fluctuating."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

After all, Li Baishou and Liu Tanzhi also pretended to be harmonious when they were outside.

Cen Wei: "The leader of the ghost eye group is watched by people every word and deed. It is difficult to hide people's true emotions. I met... that candidate before. I didn't pretend, and I knew I couldn't hide it. Even if Han Jiang It is impossible to hide any improper thoughts towards Liu Tanzhi for so many years."

Li Rong agreed with this statement.

People's true emotions cannot be hidden.

If you are not careful, you may be exposed at a certain moment of relaxation.

Because sensibility will fight against reason, it is like a seed buried deep in the ground, unwilling to see the darkness of the sun, sooner or later, it will break out of the ground because it misses the warmth of the sun more and more.

Therefore, many shrewd and alert people will pay an unnecessary price, which is the consequence that the body is willing to bear.

With a smile in his eyes, Li Rong shrank his neck coldly from the cold air outside the window.

He stretched out his hand naturally, and put it into Cen Xiao's warmer pocket, which was warmed by his body, and drew closer to Cen Xiao.

"You said that you will think of me when you see snowflakes, don't we meet every day?"

Cen Xiao's eyes were deep, with a very fragile and strong emotion.

He moved his lips lightly, but did not make a sound, and then his Adam's apple rolled, and then he put his hand into his pocket, tightly grasped Li Rongfa's cold fingers, and insisted: "We will meet every day from now on."