Just as Cen Luo put down his things when he got home, he saw the milk that he had placed in the corner behind the door, and remembered what Zhang Ming said in the morning.

It's just to see the room, why do you say it's for her face?

Cen Luo was a little depressed, and felt like he owed her favor.

After struggling for a while, Cen Luo still sent a message to Jian Mu.

【Are you at home? 】

When receiving this message from Cen Luo, Jian Mu was about to leave for Nanyang Yulou, and the hand wearing the seat belt hesitated for a while before turning on the phone and taking a look at the message.

When she saw that the person who sent the message was Cen Luo, Jian Mu was stunned for a second, then released her seat belt that was about to be fastened, and replied to her:

【What's up? 】

It doesn't seem to be a problem to convey the gratitude of the neighbors normally.

Thinking like this, Cen Luo sent her a message back:

[Aunt Zhang said thank you for taking her to see the room, and put something in my place for me to give it to you. 】

Jian Mu quickly replied: [It's downstairs, come back immediately. 】

Cen Luo took a can of fruit from the bag, opened it, walked to the sofa and sat down, and replied with a good word.

Logically speaking, it would take at most five minutes to come upstairs, but after ten minutes passed, Cen Luo was almost finished with the can in his hand, and Jian Mu had not come back.

Only then did Cen Luo think that she doesn't have to wait for Jian Mu to come back before giving it to her? You can just put things outside her door and talk to her.

Thinking like this, Cen Luo opened the door with the things Zhang Ming had given him. As soon as he put the things at Jian Mu's door, he heard footsteps not far away.

When she looked up, Jian Mu was already there.

Panting, this is obviously running.

The temples were soaked with sweat, and the curly hair that had been orderly was now scattered irregularly on the chest and behind the shoulders.

Isn't it just downstairs?

Seeing that she was back, Cen Luo didn't want to close the door and go home, so he said, "This is a small gift from Aunt Zhang. She said I wish you a happy new year."

Cen Luo pointed to the thing on the ground.

Jian Mu bent the corners of her lips and nodded: "Mmmm, happy new year."

Cen Luo frowned slightly, did she see something?

Why do you think Jian Mu is talking to her?

Cen Luo felt puzzled, but didn't say any more, then turned around and prepared to go home.

Jian Mu was a little reluctant and wanted to say a few more words to her, but she was worried that what she said would make her unhappy.

Just when she was thinking so, she saw that Cen Luo suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at her and said:

"Aunt Zhang said you took her to see the house?"

Jian Mu nodded, but seeing that Cen Luo frowned, she knew that what she said next might not be what she wanted to hear.

"When Aunt Zhang asked me to take her to see it, I really didn't want to go there. I wasn't familiar with it and I might not be able to go in, so I mentioned to her that you have a room there and asked her to ask you. ."

Cen Luo felt that it was still necessary for her to speak clearly, so he added, "I just told her that I could ask you, but I didn't say that she was looking for you, you will definitely agree,"

Jian Mu knew that there must be a reason why Cen Luo would not talk to her so much for no reason.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Cen Luo thought that Jian Mu would be silent as usual, but she didn't expect such a sentence to pop out of her mouth.

However, his expression was sincere and his language was sincere, and he really looked like he was asking seriously, which made Cen Luo choked for a moment. After two seconds, he returned to his previous expression and said to her:

"I want to say that it's up to you whether you help her or not. There's no need to tell Aunt Zhang that it's for my own sake. It's easy for people to think that we are familiar with each other when you say that. No, so, I don't owe you any favor, nor will I accept your favor."

When Cen Luo said this, his tone was indifferent, and at that moment, Jian Mu's heart suddenly fell from a height.

Originally thought that the relationship between them was much closer, now it seems that it is just her delusion.

She was indeed because Zen Luo agreed to help.

But after that, I helped Zhang Ming so wholeheartedly, I just hope to have a good impression in Zhang Ming's heart, and I can say more good things about her when chatting with Cen Luo in the future.

But now, it seems that the opposite is true.

After a long while, Jian Mu said back to her in a warm voice: "It was really about your face at first, but I didn't want you to owe me anything. I was wrong before, I will pay attention to it in the future, sorry."

So fit? Such a good attitude?

Cen Luo felt that he had punched the cotton, soft.

Seeing her attitude was so good, Cen Luo didn't want to embarrass her any more, so he coughed lightly: "It's fine if you know, then see you."

After Cen Luo finished speaking, he went to his room and heard Jian Mu's voice coming from behind.

"Cen Luo—"

Cen Luo turned his head to look at Jian Mu, saw her curved lips, and smiled at her: "Happy New Year."

On the New Year's Eve, Jian Mu also seemed to have said Happy New Year to her.

However, the Jane Mu at that time was very different from the Jane Mu now.

At that time, it seemed stubborn and pitiful.

But now Jian Mu is obviously much more "smooth" than back then.

In just two months, what happened to her?

Zen Luo paused for two seconds, but in the end he didn't say anything and went back to his room.

Jian Mu heard the door closing, sighed slightly, and muttered to herself, "It's also an improvement to hear her say so much."

Cen Luo, who had returned to the room, suddenly felt a little remorse when he thought of this, and felt that he was a little too stingy.

Take a look at Jian Mu's indifferent attitude, and look at herself, the two sides are too concerned about this.

But for a moment, Cen Luo was relieved, and he just didn't want to be inexplicably misunderstood by his neighbors.

Late at night, Cen Luo was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep, something was rolling in her stomach. She thought that there was something wrong with the packets of spicy sticks she ate before going to bed.

Although Cen Luo is mentally able to eat spicy food, her stomach and intestines that she has become accustomed to over the past few years does not support her doing so.

In fact, she didn't like spicy food at first, but after Cen Xi passed away, she unconsciously imitated Cen Xi's previous preferences, and then she gradually fell in love with spicy food.

During the time she was back in Miancheng, Cen Luo could only order the mandarin duck pot. Others ate red soup, but she could only eat clear soup.

Once, she didn't believe in evil and ate red soup hot pot madly regardless of her stomach. In the end, she was helped by Yu Jiao to go home.

Cen Luo raised his head, looked at the ceiling and lamented, why did God treat her like this.

The more I thought about it, the more hungry I became, the more hungry I wanted to eat hot pot, so Cen Luo found a few photos of the hot pot on his mobile phone, and posted the pictures to a circle of friends——

[I really want to eat hot pot, which friend is free/picture]

This is probably the legendary wide-casting net bar.

Hearing the message beeping on the mobile phone, Cen Luo opened it with satisfaction.

One friend is one meal, two are two meals, and there are as many comments as there are comments.

Hey, there are dozens of meals in the blink of an eye.

Cen Luo was fascinated by the hot pot thing, but he didn't hear any movement outside.

When she finished replying to the messages one by one, she heard a voice.

It was like the sound of a key turning in a door hole.

Especially in the middle of the night.

On weekdays, only when the corridor was too noisy would Cen Luo hear the sound from outside.

Cen Luo frowned, turned off the phone, put on his shoes and walked to the wall next to the living room, his ears against the wall.

He could clearly feel that the voice came from his door.

Suddenly, the sound of the door lock being opened rang out.

There was silence all over the night, and the sound of the door opening became especially harsh and frightening at this time.

If it was the wrong person, she could even scare them away by yelling a few words.

But now the door is open, indicating that the other party is prepared.

Steal?

A wave of fear enveloped Cen Luo, she had never encountered such a thing before, what should she do.

Cen Luo subconsciously touched the bracelet, thought of the positioning alarm mode, and pressed the alarm button.

At this moment, she pinned all her hopes on Jian Mu.

Originally, I was more interested in the appearance of the bracelet, but now I hope it is really practical.

I really hope that Jian Mu didn't lie to her.

I heard a rustling voice from outside the room, it was the voice of two people's low-pitched conversation:

"I've stepped on it in the past few days. There has been no one in this room. Today, no one on the entire floor is at home. It should have been home for the New Year."

"Work with confidence."

How could they call it work?

Cen Luo hid under the bed and covered his mouth tightly, although his body was shaking all the time, he was terrified and powerless in his heart.

Now how to do?

They just steal, and they should leave after stealing.

And judging from the conversation between the two just now, they should be sure that there is no one at home, so as long as they don't make a sound, it's fine not to be discovered.

When they've had enough and left, she'll be fine when she comes out again.

Cen Luo kept comforting himself like this.

She put her phone on silent and night mode.

She only saw at this moment that there were several messages from Jian Mu two minutes ago.

【Are you trying the bracelet function? 】

【Remember the function of the bracelet? 】

[Don't be afraid, the system has automatically alarmed. 】

[Cen Luo? 】

Cen Luo bit his lower lip tightly, typing in the faint light.

Jian Mu was on the road when she received the automatic alarm alert from the bracelet.

Worrying about speeding up, he used voice typing to comfort Cen Luo.

The alarm system is an automatic alarm, and it is in the manual, so Cen Luo will not deliberately try it.

So there is only one possibility.

Jian Mu's heart was flustered, her hands were shaking a little, she didn't know how many cars she had passed along the way.

She hasn't replied to the message sent to Cen Luo.

Suddenly, Jian Mu received a reply from Cen Luo.

[I hid under the bed, they don't seem to know there is someone in the room, what should I do now...]

Cen Luo clearly knew that now was not the time to be emotional.

At one o'clock in the morning now, no one except Jian Mu can reply to her message in seconds.

[You hide well, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon. 】

[After pressing the white button, aim it at the opponent's eyes, and then use the electric shock. 】

almost there?

Isn't she in Nanyang Yulou?

Cen Luo bit his lip, scared and helpless.

Maybe she should have gone home sooner.

Why is she staying here.

Although he knew that regret was useless, Cen Luo couldn't help but blame himself.

The more you think about it, the more you are afraid, and the more you are afraid, the easier it is to think wildly.

[Jian Mu, for the sake of our acquaintance, remember to tell my parents the password of the bank card. 】

Jian Mu finally got to the downstairs of the apartment. Seeing her words, she became more and more frightened and told her:

[Don't be silly, where are they. 】

Cen Luo knew whether she asked whether it was in the living room or the bedroom or where.

Just as Cen Luo was about to say she was in the living room, she heard a clatter, and her bedroom door opened.

The living room lights came in from outside.

Xu believed that no one was there, so he did not restrain himself at all.

[One of them enters the bedroom. 】

[There are two people in total. 】

Cen Luo saw that the man's steps stopped in front of the wardrobe.

I heard the closet being opened.

Cen Luo was glad that he didn't hide in it.

He rummaged in the closet for a while, then walked over to the bed.

His feet were in front of Zen Luo, and he stopped in front of the bed.

Cen Luo held his breath, not daring to make a sound.

Suddenly, Cen Luo thought of something, and his heart suddenly fell into ice.

The bedding was hot, and if he touched the sheets, he would have found that someone had slept here not long ago.

Cen Luo knew something was wrong, and before she could think about what to do, a strange face suddenly appeared under the bed, and his eyes were fixed on her who was hiding under the bed.

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