Why does she feel like she is reborn and I will confess my feelings?

"Sister Luo......"

Song Zimo was a little nervous and shouted.

For a while, Song Zimo didn't know what to say next.

"Have you seen "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

Just when Song Zimo was thinking wildly, Luo Xijun suddenly spoke.

"Dream of Red Mansions"?"

Song Zimo's expression was stunned, and she suddenly remembered her previous life, when she went to her company for an interview, she asked herself a few questions.

One of them seems to be about "Dream of Red Mansions", a famous book.

"Hmm. "

Understand a little.

"If you were asked to choose Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai in "Dream of Red Mansions", who would you choose?"

Looking at Luo Xijun and listening to her question, Song Zimo suddenly smiled bitterly.

That's still the problem.

At this time, Song Zimo's thoughts couldn't help but return to his previous life.

At that time, after Luo Xijun asked, he almost did not hesitate to answer that he chose Lin Daiyu.

A small family is angry, and a down-and-out is generous.

One tsundere, one thoughtful.

One is happy and angry, and the other is hidden in the bottom of his heart.

One likes to be vexatious, and the other is gentle and kind.

That's how it is sometimes, people...... Crying children have candy to eat, and crying girls are coaxed.

Therefore, in his previous life, when Luo Xijun asked himself like this, he chose Lin Daiyu.

This is just like Dai Jingjing and Wang Shuangyi, in her previous life, even if Dai Jingjing was rude and willful and didn't like him, didn't she choose her

?" "Which one will you choose?"

Luo Xijun didn't know what Song Zimo was thinking, and seeing that he was contemplative and didn't speak, he asked again.

"I'm not going to choose either. Suddenly

, Song Zimo raised his head and looked at Luo Xijun in front of him, and said slowly.

"You won't choose? why?" Obviously

, Song Zimo's answer surprised Luo Xijun.

Therefore, she was a little curious and interested in asking.

"Maybe it's because I've experienced a lot, I don't like to take care of her emotions now, and I'm willing to be taken care of by her. "

Smiled, why is that smile a little sad?

How can it be as exaggerated as depicted in the TV series novel, relying on the memory information of his previous life, speculating in stocks and lotteries to start a business, etc., making tens of billions of dollars and becoming the richest man in the world.

Are

you a fool to think of other people? How many ways can you think of making money that others can't think

of? How much can you remember from a month ago? How much

can you remember

from a year ago? What about five or 10 years ago

? Except for those things that really touched your heart, everything else has long been forgotten!

What can you do in such a realistic and cruel environment?

The only thing you can change is yourself, you can only be yourself.

"I don't like to take care of her emotions, and I don't want to be taken care of by others...... This is easy to say, how can it be so easy to do......"

Luo Xijun muttered to herself, as if thinking about the meaning of Song Zimo's words.

After a while, her watery eyes fell back on Song Zimo, and her arrogant and serious expression seemed to soften a lot.

"Drink bar.

Then, Luo Xijun didn't ask again, raised the goblet in his hand, and said to Song Zimo.

"Okay, Sister Luo, I respect you.

When Song Zimo heard this, he also poured a glass of red wine and drank it.

Maybe it was because Song Zimo's words touched a certain string in Luo Xijun's heart.

Or, Song Zimo's answer was approved by her.

In his previous life, Luo Xijun, who was noble and cold in Song Zimo's memory, serious and uninhibited, talked a lot.

Looking at the people in front of him, Song Zimo's spirit was a little trance-like.

This...... Is it still the boss in his previous life who scolds himself every day and looks at him everywhere that is not pleasing to his eyes?

It turns out that under the noble and arrogant appearance, there is also a tender and smiling side.

The two drank wine and chatted without a word.

Something that is boundless.

Red wine on the table, glass after glass.

The more wine she drank, the more Luo Xijun said.

Because before coming in the card pack, Li Yanyan prepared a box of yogurt for Song Zimo in advance.

Therefore, Song Zimo felt that he could hold on.

Looking at Luo Xijun again, it seems that she is already slightly drunk.

At first, she was wearing black suspenders and sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

Later, I didn't know if it was because I was a little dizzy, so I leaned my head on Song Zimo's shoulder.

Song Zimo's body stiffened, and his face was slightly unnatural.

After all, Luo Xijun in her previous life had never been so gentle and enthusiastic about herself.

In her previous life, she was just a small employee of her company.

It's okay to scold yourself, and it's okay to find fault.

This life...... It seems, it's different.

Or is she like this

? Serious and arrogant in front of people during the day, they are all masks, pretending

? Don't want people to see her true side, fragile side? Lonely side?

Song Zimo doesn't know, and he doesn't have time to think about it anymore.

The light in the card pack is dim.

The men and women not far away became more and more shameless.

Later, Luo Xijun seemed to be no longer satisfied with putting her head on Song Zimo's shoulder, and the whole person snuggled into Song Zimo's arms.

This situation made Song Zimo more and more embarrassed.

Song Zimo wanted to push her away, but found that she didn't want to get up.

Isn't it just for fun, to find excitement in a place like a bar?

After a tiring day during the day, a day of disguise.

At night, it's time to take off your disguise and indulge yourself.

I don't know how long it took.

Song Zimo felt that Luo Xijun was very drunk and was already talking nonsense.

Not far away, those men and women, all the people who were interested in it, left.

In the huge VIP card bag, only the two of them remained.

The music is loud.

The light is dim.

The bottle fell to the ground, and the whole card pack was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Finally, the wine glass in Luo Xijun's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Sister Luo, you are drunk, where is your home, I will send you home.

Song Zimo looked at the person in his arms, shook his dizzy head, and spoke.

"Home...... Where is there a home...... I don't have a home......"

Luo Xijun muttered to herself, and what she said made Song Zimo have a headache.

Song Zimo asked again, but she still didn't tell herself about her home.

I don't know if I don't want to, or I can't remember clearly.

She unconsciously wrapped her arms around Song Zimo's neck, and her whole head was attached to Song Zimo's chest.

Song Zimo took out his mobile phone, called Li Yanyan, and asked what to do.

However, Li Yanyan's phone couldn't get through.

got up and wanted to go out to find Li Yanyan, but Luo Xijun hugged him tightly and didn't let go.

"Sister Luo, you're drunk, I'll send you to a hotel.

After thinking about it, Song Zimo finally decided.

The bar will close in a little while.

Moreover, the bar itself is a place of black smoke and miasma.

If you leave the drunk Luo Xijun here and let it go, it will be easy to be picked up by other men.

After speaking, Song Zimo looked at Luo Xijun in his arms and did not respond.

In the end, Song Zimo got up with her and walked towards the outside of the card bag to ......