If you contact your mobile phone in the past, there are restrictions on using it, it must be here and at the same time.

Time passed minute by minute, and time jumped to exactly 10 o'clock in the evening. Yu Shi immediately clicked on WeChat and found the WeChat avatar belonging to 2019.

Yu Shi didn't send a message, and just played a voice over.

"What are you doing?"

An impatient voice came from the other end, and the voice was filled with the tenderness of the girl.

Yu Shi quickly said, "Listen to me, something happened now..."

Yu Shi told herself about what happened here.

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

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

The other end was silent for a while and responded.

-

2019.

Cheng Mu returned home late, so he looked at the mirror in a habitual way. With just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and swept his light to the trash can, and suddenly he realized that something was wrong.

Cheng Mu walked over a few steps and reached out to flip through the trash can.

The piece of paper he threw inside, with one, two, three, and four missing.

He hasn't let the servant come in to clean up in the past few days, and the rest of the trash can is there, so why is that piece of paper missing?

Cheng Mu immediately clicked on the surveillance.

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

Cheng Mu tightened his hand with his phone, and the blue veins on the back of his hand appeared, and a layer of haze was shrouded on his face.

He clearly locked the door, how did Qu'an come in?

It's really OK!

——Who made you angry?

The handwriting appeared on the mirror. Cheng Mu put away his phone, calmed his expression and said hard: "No one."

——Quan's making trouble again?

Cheng Mu: “…”

How did she know? She saw it when she was watching the surveillance just now? It was wrong, 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."

——I want to do...

The words are erased.

——Do you want to solve him?

What did she want to write at first? What did she do? Cheng Mu stared at the mirror suspiciously, pulled open the chair and sat down: "What are you doing?"

——Do you want to?

Cheng Mu's eyes became dark, and Qu An could not beat him at all. It would be easy for him to beat him, but he is now a member of the Cheng family... The only one who was scolded in the end was himself.

"Of course I want to." Cheng Mu pulled the corner of his mouth: "Can you help me?"

--certainly.

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and expressed doubts about this.

-

Qu An came back later than Cheng Mu. When he went upstairs, he saw Cheng Mu standing at the door. His eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and shouted: "Brother, you are not asleep yet."

Cheng Mu did not respond, and was still as impatient as usual: "Come in with me."

Qu An was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions and followed Cheng Mu into the room.

"Close the door."

Qu'an's expression changed slightly, and he closed the door casually.

"Brother, is there anything wrong?"

"Did you take that piece of paper?" Cheng Mu did not say anything nonsense and went straight to the point.

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. I know you took it. I can't worry about you entering my room and give it back to me!"

Qu Yan pursed his lower lip: "That thing is very important to my brother?"

"unimportant."

"Since it doesn't matter, why does my brother have to go back?"

"I don't like you're aware of my stuff!"

This statement is OK. Cheng Mu has always been like this. Unless it is necessary to clean it, the servants will not be able to enter his room.

Qu An hesitated for a while and took out the paper: "I'm just curious..."

Cheng Mu took the thing back and put it in his pocket.

Qu An's hands were empty, and he withdrew his hands, his eyes a little gloomy: "Who wrote that to his brother?"

He looked at many people with such handwriting, but none of them matched it.

"What does it have to do with you?" Cheng Mu narrowed his eyes, looked at Qu'an around his chest, and suddenly asked him: "Qian, do you like me?"

Qu An was stunned, then smiled and said, "Of course I like my brother. My uncle and mom told me to get along well with you."

"You know that's not what I mean."

The boy stood in the warm yellow light, and his whole body was filled with warmth. His eyes were very calm, and he did not have the impatientness and disgust he had just now.

Qu'an Adam's apple rolled down: "What... what does brother mean?"

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

Qu Yan's eyes clearly flashed a few sharp lights, but in the end he answered with a regular answer: "Brother, I like you as much as I like my brother, respect you."

"If nothing happens to me, I'll go back first..."

Cheng Mu took out a notebook from the side: "Qu'an, do you need me to read the contents in it for you?"

Qu An touched his schoolbag very quickly, maybe he realized that he was too big and slowly took it back.

He said calmly: "Brother, why not read it to me?"

Cheng Mu: “…”

grass!

Why is this bastard so difficult to deal with?

"Brother, good night."

Qu An exited the room with a smile, and helped him close the door with great thoughtfulness.

Cheng Mu threw away the notebook with an ugly expression on his face: "He doesn't even have a trap."

——Chasing him.

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

Is she crazy?

The handwriting 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 just playing with herself.

——Otherwise, do you take medicine?

"Ha, can you give some useful suggestions?" These are all bad ideas.

——…

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

Dare to covet her card!

Dog stuff!
To be continued...