"You are just a substitute for Su Bai, do you understand?"

"You had better recognize yourself, and you have no position to ask me for this."

No sooner did Mo Zhiyang gain control of the original owner than these two sentences were spoken out from a man. Mo Zhiyang came into the character within a second, raising his head and looking at him with a pair of amorous eyes.

Then he nodded stubbornly, "I know."

Just then, a drop of clear tears fell down from his eyes, Mo Zhiyang randomly wiped off the tears: "I will go to cook first."

On the contrary, Shen Changliu felt a little strange about his attitude. Every time Shen Changliu talked about this matter before, Mo Zhiyang always quarreled with himself and was eager to break all of the things in this house. How could his attitude be so tame this time?

It is a detached villa, small but very delicate with simple European decoration.

Mo Zhiyang bowed his head and turned to the kitchen, picked up his sleeves and began to get busy, while accepting the memories and tasks transmitted by the system.

The original owner is Shen Changliu's fanboy. Accidentally, Shen Changliu, a movie king, found the original owner was similar with his inalcanzable lover in a meeting.

Then, a series of things happened between Shen Changliu and this substitute.....

The original owner did not know he was a substitute until he found a photo of Su Bai in Shen Changliu’s mobile phone two days ago. Then he quarreled with Shen Changliu and the situation was tense these two days.

Because of the face which was similar with that of Su Bai, Shen Changliu also comforted the original owner at the beginning, but then Shen Changliu directly said that he was the substitute for Su Bai. Thus, the opening conversation occurred.

According to the original storyline, Su Bai would come back, stimulated by the tidbits of Shen Changliu. And finally, Su Bai would get back together with Shen Changliu after a few of twists and turns.

However, the original master would jump into the sea and committed suicide because he was abandoned by Shen Changliu, coupled with Su Bai's disgust and slander.

The original master was the stepping-stone of their love and the one that would be kicked into the sea by Su Bai as soon as he did not need the original owner.

His task was to grab Shen Chang away from Su Bai, which was commonly known as the game that the substitute would replace the original one. It did not matter. However, Mo Zhiyang disliked it somehow.

Mo Zhiyang thought that this original owner had some matter with his mind because he still loved Shen Changliu in spite of his abandon. But it also had some bearing with Shen Changliu himself because he would wholeheartedly love whoever stayed with him, resulting in the original owner was obsessed with Shen Changliu.

But Mo Zhiyang just needed to accomplish the task, and other things did not related with him.

System had made an evaluation for Mo Zhiyang: a man with strong purpose, high emotional intelligence, especially the control of the people. He is persistent as well, even can play a role for a lifetime.

That is why Mo Zhiyang can become a Dai lo.

Mo Zhiyang did not go to the living room until he finished three dishes and a soup, and set up the chopsticks. He said: "You can eat now." He turned around and went back into the kitchen after saying that.

However, Shen Changliu felt even more uncomfortable and did not know how to coax Mo Zhiyang when he was so tame.

Sweet and sour ribs, Marinated cold cucumber, steamed fish and a bowl of white gourd soup, each is perfect combination of color, aroma and taste.

But Shen Changliu had no appetite and did not know how to explain those words, poking food with his chopsticks and said tentatively: "I ' m sorry for what l have just said."

"That's okay." Mo Zhiyang smiled, but the sadness in his amorous eyes cannot be expunged. Mo Zhiyang said: "You are right. You had better eat quickly in case they get cold."

After packing up everything, Mo Zhiyang carried his backpack and was going to leave. As soon as he went to the porch, Shen Changliu said: "Aren't you staying over tonight?"

"I have class tomorrow, so I leave first. Goodbye." Not waiting for an answer, Mo Zhiyang shrank his shoulder, turned to open the door and left.

Looking at his back, Shen Changliu felt guilty, but he did not know how to express this feeling and thought that perhaps he was too much.

After leaving the villa area, Mo Zhiyang bought a box of ESSE. He lighted up a cigarette while walking on the roadside, doing an analysis about this situation meanwhile.

The original master acted like a child. In fact, Shen Changliu felt guilty about him, but the quarrels happened in those days had erased this feeling.

In the other hand, Shen Changliu was truly amorous, otherwise he would not love this substitute and miss Su Bai, his unrequited love, at the same time. And finally still chose to stay with Su Bai.

But Su Bai was a proud and conceited man. He belonged to the loved party in the relationship between him and Shen Changliu, which made it easy to accomplish the task.

The system said:"I feel like you are ready to do something." The system knew him very deeply.

Mo Zhiyang smoked a mouthful of cigarette, spit out the smoke circle, watching the smoke was diluted by the air, and said: "Just to set an example for numerous students, l have to be most effective of course."

Perhaps because of last night's things, Shen Changliu felt a little guilty about Mo Zhiyang, thinking that he should pick up Mo Zhiyang tonight when there was no announcement.

Mo Zhiyang, just in class, received Shen Changliu's message: " Where is your school? I ' ll pick you up."

If the original owner received this news, he would be happy violently because Shen Changliu did not pick up him even when he asked Shen Changliu to do so. Today he was very active, but Mo Zhiyang did not want to be picked up by him now.

So Mo Zhiyang replied: "Do not bother. I will have a group construction with organization teachers tonight and you had better to take a rest early."

Shen Changliu did not anticipate that he would be refused by Mo Zhiyang because it never happened before. On the contrary, Mo Zhiyang would feel happy even when he comforted Mo Zhiyang perfunctorily.

"Are you not afraid of Shen Changliu being angry?"The system gloated.

Mo Zhiyang did not think that was a problem and he said: " The original love for Shen Changliu is so humble that he has been used to the original owner being ready to assemble at the first call and leave at the wave of a hand, which should change."

Shen Changliu kept doubts but still tried to get Mo Zhiyang's school address. He put on a mask and cap, letting his agent to drive. When Shen Changliu arrived, he had seen Mo Zhiyang and another young man.

These two people talked and laughed when they got in the car. Shen Changliu felt unhappy suddenly.

Mo Zhiyang glanced at the black Maybach which was not far away, knowing that Shen Changliu was coming. Mo Zhiyang smiled happily at the man and said: " l am sorry to trouble you, Mr. Cheng."

"That’s all right." Mr. Cheng said and he was somewhat shied.

Mo Zhiyang was the best-looking person in the whole organization. His smile was really good-looking, even his eyebrows or eyes could make people be obsessed with him.

Shen Changliu stayed in the car, seeing these two people left without chasing them. He was reluctant to turn around to leave and had a feeling of something was robbed.

After all, Shen Changliu had some feelings for Mo Zhiyang for long period of accompaniment.

After the group construction, Mo Zhiyang had a cold bath for half an hour in such a weather as cool as that of the October. When he walked out of the bathroom, Mo Zhiyang began to sneeze.

"What are you going to do?" The system wondered why Mo Zhiyang did not abide by the common sense.

"You know nothing!" Mo Zhiyang endured his nasal obstruction and climbed to bed to get through the whole night.

Although Shen Changliu could rest today, he was not happy, sitting in the sofa in the living room with a sullen face and folded long legs, and watching the sun reflected on the floor slowly climb to the feet.

Suddenly, Shen Changliu heard the sound of opening the door, and he rose out of the conditioned reflex. Without any surprise, Shen Changliu had seen the familiar people, Mo Zhiyang, coming in, whose face blushed with a large bag of vegetables in his hand.

Mo Zhiyang was panting because his carrying things, and his whole body was so fatigue that it was hard for him to keep standing. But seeing Shen Changliu was in the home, he also felt happy and walked from the porch to the living room, asked: " Are you fine today?"

"Who is that man?" After Shen Changliu asked, he felt something was wrong. Why should he care about it.

It seemed that Mo Zhiyang didn't expect Shen Changliu to ask this question. Mo Zhiyang avoided talking about it, shook his head and went to the kitchen: "you must be hungry. I'll cook for you."

Avoiding talking meant there was something fishy. Shen Changliu couldn't sleep all night yesterday. The stuffy mood accumulated in Chest now burst out: "If you have a new lover, piss off!"

These words made Mo Zhiyang stop. He suddenly turned with a look of amazement on his face. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was depressed again. His feet softened and he fell to the ground.

The vegetables and fruits in the bag rolled all over the ground.

Shen Changliu was angry. But he was still shocked when he saw Mo Zhiyang fainting in front of him. He stepped up and held him in his arms. Shen Changliu felt there was something wrong when he touched Mo Zhiyang’s skin.

He immediately panicked and said, "Why are you boiling hot?"

“Of course, I took such a long cold bath yesterday. That’s why I have a fever!” That’s Mo Zhiyang's last thought before his consciousness disappeared.

The cold touch on his forehead made Mo Zhiyang open his eyes, and then he found that it was dark. He struggled to sit up.

At the same time, Shen Changliu came in room with water. Seeing that he was about to get up, he quickly said, "What are you doing?"

"I..." because he really had no strength, Mo Zhiyang lay back and gasped.

"You have a fever of 39 ° C. Why do you come here? " Shen Changliu was a little angry. He went to the bed, sat down and handed Mo Zhiyang the water. "Are you not afraid of death?"

Mo Zhiyang was not angry, he weakly replied: “I'm worried that you don't eat again. Your stomach is not good. If you don't eat, you will have a stomachache. "

This sentence made Shen Changliu unable to refute for that when Mo Zhiyang was sick, he was thinking about whether I had eaten or not. And this feeling of being cherished was a little touching.

Probably because of this reason, Shen Changliu kindly helped Mo Zhiyang sit up, and then fed him a sip of water over and over again with rare gentleness.

The water diluted the bitter taste in Mo Zhiyang’s mouth. For this task, Mo Zhiyang really resorted to every conceivable means: "That man is my colleague. He helped me carry things yesterday, so I said a few more words to him. "

At this time, Shen Changliu was very satisfied with this explanation. Shen Changliu suddenly felt that his temper was a little strange: " Have a good rest."

"Have you eaten yet?" After drinking water, Mo Zhiyang carefully asked, with amorous eyes looking at Shen Changliu attentively.

Looked by these eyes, Shen Changliu couldn't help telling a lie: "I've already eaten."

Mo Zhiyang relieved down and acted like a spoiled child to him, "Changliu can you hug me? I am a little tired."

Shen Changliu didn't frown any more. He really bent down and hugged him. "Have a nice Sleep." Shen Changliu said in a warm voice.

Mo Zhiyang, who was in Shen Changliu’s arms, raised a successful smile. From the beginning, all of Shen Changliu's emotions were under Mo Zhiyang’s control.

When he got up the next day, Mo Zhiyang felt much better, but still felt a little weak. When he got out of bed, he saw the big pajamas and then scoffed.

He opened the wardrobe and took out a white shirt left by Shen Changliu. He put on the shirt and stood in front of the mirror with a crooked smile.

A goody two-shoes is not the same as what they appear. There is darkness in their hearts.

Shen Changliu stayed in the living room to take out the food. He couldn't cook, and he wouldn’t cook for Mo Zhiyang, so he simply ordered takeout. When he heard the footsteps and looked back, he was stunned.

Mo Zhiyang was wearing Shen Changliu’s shirt. Because of Mo Zhiyang’s figure, it seemed that Shen Changliu’s shirt was very big. After all, the latter was 1.87 meters, and the former was only 1.76 meters, thin and small.