The mobile phone to contact the past self has usage restrictions, it must be here, and it must be at the same time.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the time jumped to ten o'clock in the evening. Yu Shi immediately opened WeChat and found the WeChat avatar belonging to 2019.
Yu Shi didn't send a message, and just played a voice over.
"What?"
There was an impatient voice from the other end, and the voice revealed the immaturity of a girl.
Yu Shi hurriedly said, "Listen to me, something has happened now..."
Yu Shi told what happened here to himself in the past.
"You mean, someone like you can also contact the past?"
Yu Shi: "I don't know, that's why I asked you to confirm. This concerns our future!"
There was silence for a while, then came down.
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2019.
Cheng Mu came home late, so he habitually glanced in the direction of the mirror. With just one glance, he retracted his gaze, swept his gaze to the trash can, and suddenly realized that something was not right.
Cheng Mu walked over a few steps, reached out and turned over the trash can.
The piece of paper he threw in there listing one, two, three, and four was gone.
In the past few days, he didn't let the servants come in to clean up. All the other things in the trash can are there, why is the piece of paper missing
Cheng Mu immediately turned on the monitor.
Soon, the person who took the paper was found in the surveillance - Qu An.
Cheng Mu's hand tightened while holding the phone, the blue veins on the back of his hand prominently appeared, and a haze shrouded his face.
He clearly locked the door, how did Qu An get in
Really can!
- Who made you angry
The handwriting appeared on the mirror, Cheng Mu put away the phone, restrained his expression, and said sternly, "No one."
- Qu An is acting as a demon again
Cheng Mu: "..."
How did she know? Did she see it while watching the surveillance just now? No, she clearly avoided the mirror.
- what did he do
Cheng Mu stared at the words, and said in a disgusted tone for a while, "He entered my room."
- want to do...
Words are erased.
- Want to deal with him
What did she initially want to write about? doing what? Cheng Mu stared suspiciously at the mirror, pulled out the chair and sat down: "What can you do?"
- Do you want to
Cheng Mu's eyes darkened. Qu An couldn't beat him at all. He wanted to beat him easily, but he was now a member of the Cheng family... The last person to be disciplined was himself.
"Of course I do." Cheng Mu pulled the corners of his mouth: "Can you help me?"
-Of course.
Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, doubting this.
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Qu An came back later than Cheng Mu. When he went upstairs, he saw Cheng Mu with a pestle at the door, his eyes lit up slightly, and he called out with a smile, "Brother, you haven't slept yet."
Cheng Mu didn't respond, and was still impatient as usual: "Come in with me."
Qu An was puzzled, but didn't ask any further, and followed Cheng Mu into the room.
"Close the door."
Qu An's expression changed slightly, and he closed the door smoothly.
"Brother, is something wrong?"
"Did you take that piece of paper?" Cheng Mu said nothing and went straight to the topic.
Qu An pretended to be stupid: "What paper?"
Cheng Mu stretched out his hand and said in a cold tone, "You know what paper I'm talking about, take it out!"
"Brother, I don't understand..."
Cheng Mu sneered: "Qu'an, don't force me to do it, hand it over, I know you took it! I don't care if you entered my room, and give it back to me!"
Qu An pursed his lower lip: "That thing is very important to brother?"
"unimportant."
"Since it's not important, why does my brother have to go back?"
"I don't like you doing things to me without permission!"
There is no problem with this statement, Cheng Mu has always been like this, unless it is necessary to clean, otherwise the servants cannot enter his room.
Qu An hesitated for a while, but still took out the piece of paper: "I'm just curious..."
Cheng Mu took the things back and put them in his pockets.
Qu An's hand was empty, he withdrew his hand, and his eyes were a little gloomy: "Who wrote that to my brother?"
With that kind of handwriting, he looked at many people, but no one matched it.
"It's none of your business." Cheng Mu narrowed his eyes, looked at Qu An with his chest around his chest, and suddenly asked him, "Qu An, do you like me?"
Qu An was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course I like my brother. Uncle and mother told me to let me get along with you."
"You know that's not what I meant."
The young man stood in the warm yellow light, with warmth all over his body, his eyes were calm, and there was no impatience and disgust just now.
Qu'an's Adam's apple rolled down: "Then... what does brother mean?"
"Do you like me?" The boy's tone was slightly lower.
Qu An's eyes clearly flashed a few wisps of sharpness, but in the end he answered in a proper manner: "Brother, I like you as much as I like my brother, and respect you."
"If there's nothing wrong with my brother, I'll go back first..."
Cheng Mu pulled out a notebook from the side: "Qu An, do you need me to read it to you?"
Qu An moved very quickly to touch his schoolbag, probably because he realized that he was moving too much, and slowly retracted it.
He said very calmly: "Brother, why don't you read it to me?"
Cheng Mu: "..."
fuck!
Why is this bastard so hard to deal with.
"Brother, good night."
Qu An exited the room with a smile, and helped him close the door very considerately.
Cheng Mu threw away the notebook with the same cover that he had found with an ugly face: "He doesn't wear it at all."
- Chase him.
Cheng Mu couldn't believe it: "What did you say!?"
Is she crazy
The writing was quickly erased.
- Let him chase you.
"..." Must be crazy.
Cheng Mu didn't want to talk to Chuzheng anymore, he felt that this woman was just playing with herself.
- Or take medicine
"Heh, can you give me some useful advice?" These are all bad ideas.
—…
Chuzheng wanted to help him solve it directly, but she couldn't do it! If I were there, I wouldn't need you to do anything. I'm just a weak chicken. I'll be crushed to death with one finger.
How dare you covet her card!
damn thing!
Son of a bitch!
Mad!
- When you are like this, when he shows you his favor, don't resist so much, and then do as I say.
"I'm sick of seeing him now."
- Do you want to be sick for a while, or do you want to be sick all the time
"… "
In the end, Cheng Mu chose to be disgusted for a while, but it would not be completed in a while, so he could only wait.
—One thing, don't let him touch you.
"I will touch him when I step on the horse?" Cheng Mu said subconsciously, then turned his eyes and looked at the mirror: "What are you doing?"
—Listen to me.
"… "
Cheng Mu took a deep breath and didn't smash the glass.
How old are you!
Cheng Mu shifted his attention: "Has your matter been resolved?"
Chuzheng: "Soon."
"How long can we stay connected like this?"
-have no idea.
"Then why can we communicate like this?" Why can only she see herself!
-have no idea.
"Don't you think about it?" Isn't that important? What if I can't get in touch one day? Why is she so easy! !
— Let it be.
Cheng Mu: "..." Let it be, your uncle.
Chuzheng said that it was not right at all. Anyway, you are the card, the king will find a way.
[Yes, we can switch sides. 】Not at all square.jpg
Chuzheng: "… "
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Monthly pass babies~ Lord Zheng is waiting to be fed, have you seen it? ! !