Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chapter 1939: Mirror world (16)

There are restrictions on using the mobile phone to contact the self in the past. It must be here and at the same time.

Time passed by, and the time jumped to ten o'clock in the evening. Yu Shi immediately clicked on WeChat and found the WeChat profile picture of 2019.

Yu Shi didn't send a message either, but just played a voice.

"What are you doing?"

An impatience voice came from the other end, the voice revealing the tenderness of a girl.

Yu Shi hurriedly said: "Listen to me, now something has happened..."

Yu Shi told herself what happened here in the past.

"You mean, someone like you can contact the past?"

Yu Shi: "I don't know, so I let you confirm it. This is related to our future!"

There was silence for a while, and then he answered.

2019.

Cheng Mu came home late, and he habitually glanced in the direction of the mirror. He retracted his gaze only at a glance, and then swept to the trash can, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

Cheng Mu walked over a few steps, reached out and flipped through the trash can.

The one, two, three, and four paper he threw in it was gone.

In the past few days, he hasn't let the servants come in to clean up. The other things in the trash can are there. Why is that piece of paper missing?

Cheng Mu immediately turned on the monitoring.

Soon the person who took the paper was found in the surveillance-Qu An.

Cheng Mu's hand squeezed the phone tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand appeared prominently, and a layer of haze enveloped his face.

He obviously locked the door, how did Qu An get in?

It is really possible!

——Who annoyed you?

The handwriting appeared on the mirror, Cheng Mu took the phone away, with a restrained expression, and said stiffly, "No one."

——Qu An is a demon again?

Cheng Mu: "..."

How did she know? Did she see it while watching the surveillance? No, she clearly avoided the mirror.

——What did he do?

Cheng Mu stared at those words and said in disgust for a while: "He entered my room."

——Want to do...

The writing was erased.

——Want to solve him?

What did she want to write at first? doing what? Cheng Mu stared suspiciously at the mirror, pulled the chair away 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 only one who was trained was himself.

"Of course I do." Cheng Mu twitched his lips: "Can you help me?"

--of course.

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, doubting it.

Qu An came back later than Cheng Mu. He went upstairs and saw Cheng Mu standing at the door. His eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and called out, "Brother, you haven't slept yet."

Cheng Mu didn't respond, but was still impatient as usual: "You come in with me."

Qu An was puzzled, but didn't ask much, and followed Cheng Mu into the room.

"Close the door."

Qu An's expression changed slightly and he closed the door smoothly.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Did you take that piece of paper?" Cheng Mu didn't have any nonsense and went straight to the subject.

Qu An played silly: "What paper?"

Cheng Mu stretched out his hand and said coldly, "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 about you entering my room, and I will give it back!"

Qu An pursed his lower lip: "That thing is important to brother?"

"unimportant."

"Since it's not important, why does my brother have to go back?"

"I don't like you arbitrarily arranging my stuff!"

This is not a problem, Cheng Mu has always been like this, unless it is necessary to clean, otherwise the servants can't enter his room.

Qu An hesitated, but took out the 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, his eyes were a little gloomy: "Who wrote that to brother?"

He saw many people with such handwriting, but none of them met.

"What's up with you." Cheng Mu narrowed his eyes, looked at Qu An around his chest, and suddenly asked him, "Qu An, do you like me?"

Qu An was taken aback, then smiled and said: "Of course I like my brother, uncle and mom said, let me get along with you."

"You know what I didn't mean."

Standing in the warm yellow light, the boy was full of warmth, his eyes were very calm, and he didn't have the impatience and disgust he had just now.

Qu'an Adam's apple rolled down: "Then...what do you mean by brother?"

"Do you like me?" The boy's tone was dark.

Qu An's eyes clearly flashed a few sharp points, but in the end it was a regular answer: "Brother, I like you and respect you like my brother."

"If there is nothing wrong with my brother, I will return first..."

Cheng Mu pulled out a notebook from the side: "Qu An, do you need me to read the contents for you?"

Qu An moved extremely fast to touch his schoolbag, maybe he realized that he was moving too much, and then slowly retracted it.

He calmly said: "Brother, why don't you read it to me?"

Cheng Mu: "..."

Fuck!

How can this **** be so difficult to deal with.

"Brother, good night."

Qu An exited the room with a smile and kindly helped him close the door.

Cheng Mu looked ugly and threw away the notebook he found with the same cover: "He doesn't have a cover at all."

-Chasing him.

Cheng Mu couldn't believe it: "What did you say!?"

Is she crazy?

The writing was quickly erased.

——Let him chase you.

"..." It must be crazy.

Cheng Mu didn't want to talk to Chu Zheng anymore, he felt that this woman was playing with herself.

——Or prescribe medicine?

"Heh, can you give some useful suggestions?" What a bad idea.

——……

Chu Zheng wanted to help him solve it directly, but she couldn't do it! If I were there, I would not need you to do anything, it would be such a weak chicken, and I would die with one finger.

Dare to covet her card!

damn thing!

Son of a bitch!

Mad!

——When you are like this, don't resist so much when he shows you good, and then do as I say.

"I feel sick when I see 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 he couldn't finish it for a while, so he could only wait.

——One thing, he is not allowed to touch you.

"If I step on a horse, will I touch him?" Cheng Mu subconsciously said, then turned his eyes and looked in the mirror: "What are you doing with this?"

—I’m right.

"..."

Cheng Mu took a deep breath, before smashing the glass.

How old are you!

Cheng Mu shifted his attention: "Has your matter been resolved?"

Chu Zheng: "It's coming soon."

"How long can we maintain such a connection?"

--do not know.

"Then why can we communicate like this?" Why only she can see herself!

--do not know.

"You don't want to think about it?" Isn't this important? What if you can't contact me someday? Why can she be so relaxed! !

-Let it be.