Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 131 Those things about Nanxing (5)

Neither the Fu family nor Professor Song believed that Fu Zhiyu, who was mentally ill, would fall in love.

But the fact is that Fu Zhiyuzhen and Nan Xing fell in love.

In this regard, Professor Song is very pleased, and the Fu family is also very happy.

Judging from this situation, Fu Zhiyu is slowly getting better and becoming an ordinary person.

However, Professor Song forgot that Nan Xing, no matter how he knows the law and abides by the law, is still a mental patient with certain psychological problems.

Fu Zhiyu didn't stop his morbid desire to destroy because of Nan Xing's company.

Moreover, compared to lifeless dead things, he prefers to personally destroy those living things that are full of vitality.

Pure white puppy.

Lazy black cat.

A white horse with slender limbs.

Or the green and beautiful bamboo leaf green.

The security guards in the villa tried to stop him, but they couldn't stop him. Even after Fu Zhiyu couldn't get the living things, he went mad and hurt himself.

Those injuries on his body were caused by this.

When Nan Xing met him on the first day, he happened to be ill.

Since there was nothing for him to destroy, he cut himself with a scalpel.

"For you, happy birthday."

Today was Fu Zhiyu's birthday, and Nan Xing gave him a present.

In the exquisite transparent crystal cage, there is a pure white white mouse with blood red eyes like jewels, which is extremely beautiful.

The first time he saw it, Fu Zhiyu fell ill.

He's going to destroy all pretty things! ! !

Nan Xing smiled lightly, and handed over a scalpel.

At that moment, Fu Zhiyu's eyes were glowing with excitement and madness. He skillfully cut open the body of the white mouse, and excitedly took out the two eyeballs that were more beautiful than rubies.

Putting it in the palm of his hand, he smiled very happily:
"I like this gift very much!"

Under the light, the smile in Nan Xing's eyes is sharp and eye-catching:
"As long as you like it, I will give you another gift that you like more in two days."

As she said, she put the dead white mouse back into the crystal cage, and placed the cage on his bedside:
"Such a beautiful thing, let it accompany you day and night."

Looking at the blood-stained cage and the "torn apart" rats, Fu Zhiyu was in an unprecedentedly good mood.

Later, Nan Xing gave Fu Zhiyu many gifts.

After each gift was sublimated by death and blood, it became a collection in Fu Zhiyu's room.

After Professor Song and Fu Zhiyu's parents found out, they were worried and didn't know what Nan Xing was doing.

Professor Song went to ask Nan Xing, and Nan Xing only answered him four words:
"Extreme things must be reversed."

Professor Song didn't understand.

He only felt that Nan Xing was helping the evildoers.

What if Fu Zhiyu didn't want those animals one day, but wanted human beings, would he have to get someone for him?
"Professor, how is that possible, I am a law-abiding citizen!"

Nanxing denies it.

She doesn't do anything illegal!

Professor Song understands her, that is to say:

"Just know it yourself."

Taking the white bird brought by someone, Nan Xing went to Fu's house.

When Fu Zhiyu saw her, he frowned unconsciously:
"Can't those things really be thrown away?"

He is very distressed now.

It's good to have living things that can be destroyed, but if those things are left in the room for a long time, they will emit a bad smell, especially now that it's summer, and the corpses are easy to break down, and even rot and produce maggots.

He found a wriggling maggot on the little white mouse's crystal cage today.

Disgusting!
"How can you lose them? They are all collections made by you."

Nan Xing flatly refused:
"If you lose it, I won't give you any more gifts in the future."

Fu Zhiyu frowned even tighter.

Don't give him a present~
Except for Nan Xing, everyone forbade him to contact with all living things.

If Nan Xing didn't send him off, who would send him off?
Fu Zhiyu didn't want to.

Frowning, he could only continue to keep those smelly collections.

Seeing his distressed look, Nan Xing laughed behind his back:
"Here you are, today is a white bird brought by a friend."

Turning around, looking at the bird she handed over, Fu Zhiyu couldn't be happier.

After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"Let's do it after I have someone finish the ice cellar."

Otherwise, it stinks.

He couldn't take it.

Nan Xing had a smile in his eyes:
"How can it be stored in an ice cellar? Only the most natural death and decay is the most perfect collection and sublimation."

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

It seems that I can't refute it.

"Then it will be two days, I'm tired recently."

Fu Zhiyu was in a complicated mood.

He wanted to sleep in another room before, but Nan Xing asked him:
"Every second they die and rot is the most perfect moment, are you going to miss it?"

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

She always has a reason that he can't refuse.

For example, at this moment, Nan Xing looked at him, smiling like stars hidden in his eyes:
"One day later, it will age one day, and its perfection will drop by one point."

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

later.

Fu Zhiyu was driven crazy, he never wanted to touch these living things again.

After all, he loved the beauty of blood and splinters, not the stench and nausea of ​​rotting maggots.

Later, Nan Xing and Fu Zhiyu broke up, and Fu Zhiyu agreed.

However, when he accidentally learned that Nan Xing was acting as an executor, a revenge plan that would disgust Nan Xing to death quietly came into being.

　Fu Zhiyu: Repay maggots with maggots!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)