[future] conspiracy

Yue Feng did not come to the store to report for three days in a row.

Sander didn't bother to call him to ask him what was going on. He was also a little busy these days, and a friend from LMPB needed him to help out. He really didn't have the energy to deal with impure motives.

Lailai was entrusted by him to the proprietress of the downstairs restaurant. The proprietress held the little golden retriever in her arms, tied a bow tie out of her hairband, threw it at the counter, and used it as a mascot.

Sander went home to pick up his pets every day, and saw his little golden retriever being petted and hugged by various guests and forced to take pictures, and his little eyes were blurred under the flashlight like drunk.

The little golden retriever brought home was so tired that he didn't want to move, so he slumped on him and refused to walk.Sander left him to fend for himself in his bed, and caught himself as soon as he touched the pillow.

On the fourth day, he simply and neatly changed Yue Feng's application form, and asked him to fill in the details, and then reviewed it with his LMPB friends, and it was estimated that it would almost pass.After sending the other guests away in the afternoon, he made the first phone call to Yue Feng.

Ordinary people still like to call the communicator a phone, in memory of a technology that is not long gone.

Yue Feng didn't answer the call at first, and only returned to him after a while, with a low voice: "Mr. Sander, I was working just now, so it's not convenient to answer the call, what's the matter?"

Sand said: "Your application form has been changed, you can see when it is convenient for you, come and get it."

Yue Feng was caught off guard: "Is it changed? So quickly?"

Sander smiled instead: "It's not fast, I have revised this application form for more than a week, and it is almost enough for me to modify a form in a day or two."

"Okay then... I'll go get it." Yue Feng sounded a little reluctant, but he thanked him politely and promised to find time to go get it soon.

Sander didn't care about his busyness. In fact, with Yue Feng's identity, it's not normal for him not to be busy. I don't know how he took the time to chat with him in his shop some time ago.

But it's strange, he still doesn't know what Yue Feng's occupation is, the other party didn't mention it, and he never asked.During their conversation, Yue Feng never talked about his major and occupation. Sander thought at first that the other party was keeping it a secret, but later found out that Yue Feng was also deliberately avoiding this topic.

Neither of them seemed to know each other very well.

The days are going on as before, the only change is that the little golden retriever has grown up a bit and is heavy to hug.Sander bought an electronic collar for Lailai, and didn't bother to hold it anymore, and slipped it to and from get off work every day, and used it to tease the girls by the way.

Yue Feng seemed to have disappeared, and hadn't been in the store since the last phone call, about half a month.

Sander thought about it at first, but then he got busy and forgot about it.

Until that day in early winter, when he came out of the store wearing a long scarf given by a customer, he saw Yue Feng standing at the door of the store.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month, but the other party seems to have lost some weight, the flesh on his face has been reduced, the original chubby cuteness is gone, and the dark eyes look a little out of harmony on that delicate face.He was wearing a cashmere sweater and slacks, and a camel woolen coat that was wide open, his hair was disheveled, and he looked a little thin.

Sander didn't know what he had done to change his appearance completely in such a short period of time. The shy-looking boy seemed to be a little more sharp and gloomy than an adult.

"Mr. Sand, long time no see." Yue Feng took the initiative to say hello, with a smile on his face and a warm light in his eyes.

Sander nodded and smiled, "Yeah, busy with work?"

"A little."

"I'm about to close. Since you're here, I'll bring you the revised application form." Sander turned back to the store.

Come to meet long-lost friends, ran over and barked around Yue Feng's trouser legs, flicking his fluffy tail back and forth.

Yue Feng knelt down and stroked its head: "Have you come to miss me?"

Lailai barked at him, squatted on the ground obediently being touched by him, and even rubbed his head against his palm.

"I miss you too." Yue Feng lowered his head and kissed it on the forehead, beckoning it to go into the store together.

Sander had already printed out the revised application form and handed him the original together: "You can take a look. I focused on your personal trauma as the reason for the application, and the LMPB reviewers always People like you have sympathy. You'd better add some details to deepen the impact. Also, I have magnified the warmth between you and your sister, which is good for gaining sympathy. In view of your sister's case, Your sister's position is injustice, which occupies a very large proportion in the review, so I cannot guarantee that your application will really pass. I have tried my best. The review process of LMPB is very complicated and very strict. You Be mentally prepared."

Yue Feng flipped through the document he brought over, and it was indeed more professional than the original manuscript and the description was more provocative.

"Okay, I'll think about it. Thank you, Mr. Sander, you've been a great help."

Sand shook his head: "It's nothing, since I can't persuade you to give up this murder, then I can only minimize the possibility of your being punished."

"You are a good person." Yue Feng looked at him with a gentle smile on his face, "I have always caused you trouble. If you don't mind, can I invite you to dinner tonight?"

Sander wanted to refuse, but the request in Yue Feng's eyes was too sincere, he came and went around him, his heart softened, and he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Yue Feng was very happy, and rushed over to hug him: "Thank you!"

Sander was a little uncomfortable with this embrace, smiled awkwardly, and broke away from him: "Let's go."

Yue Feng took him to a very chic tavern. There were simple artworks on the wooden bar and tables and chairs. People sat around the small tables and chatted quietly in twos and threes. His approach is very sophisticated, smiling and chatting with the guests leaning on the bar.

Yue Feng ordered a glass of absinthe, Sander ordered a glass of draft beer, and Yue Feng added some special snacks in the store. The two found a corner and sat down. Tuck business cards from nearby hotels under the plate.

Yue Feng was a little embarrassed: "This...we don't need this."

The waiter winked at them: "That's not sure, just keep it in case you need it from time to time."

Finished talking and left.

Yue Feng: "..."

Sander naturally took out his business card and looked at it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, they are all nearby, and they are very considerate."

Yue Feng: "..."

Sand put the business card in his pocket, and said solemnly: "Maybe it will be useful."

Yue Feng: "..."

Sander picked up the wine and drank it, pointing to the snacks on the plate and asked, "Didn't you say invite me to dinner? Just eat this?"

"This...although it looks a bit simple, but it's delicious. I often come here to eat." Yue Feng strongly recommended, "The big burgers and fried chicken wings here are delicious, and the salad is also good."

Sander smiled and picked up a chicken wing to eat: "You children just like to eat these."

Yue Feng was noncommittal.

The atmosphere was rarely relaxed, and the two chatted about some gossip about Sander's lovely neighbors.It was strange to say that Yue Feng hadn't appeared a few times, but he remembered all the neighbors on the street very well, and even had brief contact with them.And when the neighbors talked about him, they all smiled.

Yue Feng mentioned the proprietress of the fruit shop: "Last time, the sister in the shop next door teased me, saying that I like you."

Sander, who was drinking beer, spit it out, choking heavily: "Wh... what... cough cough cough... hi... cough cough..."

Yue Feng silently handed him a tissue: "She said that's how I look at you."

Sander coughed for a long time, wiped his mouth and asked, "What look?"

"I don't know, because when I look at you, I can't see myself." Yue Feng sat across from him and looked at him like this, and asked, "Can you see it? What kind of eyes do you mean, Sander?" gentlemen?"

Sander calmed down a bit and looked up at him.

Yue Feng's dark brown eyeballs were surprisingly deep under the light. Only now did Sander realize that his eyelashes were light gold, long and thick, which easily gave people the illusion that humans and animals are harmless. This contrast often makes people Ignore the sharp light in his eyes, and be confused by the gentleness of his facial features.

He just looked straight at himself, with a faint smile on his mouth, his eyelashes raised, and the light and his own shadow reflected in his pupils, bright, gentle, sincere and persistent.

Sander was almost bewitched by these eyes, and even had the feeling of "he really likes me".

An illusion, Sander told himself.He turned his head slightly, and smiled casually: "There are no eyes, just looking at me."

Yue Feng twitched the corners of his mouth in frustration, and said mockingly: "Just looking at you... But just looking at you, I'm already very tired."

His voice was a little low, and Sander couldn't hear it clearly, so he turned his head and asked him, "What?"

"It's nothing." Yue Feng raised his glass, "Come on, cheers."

Sander touched him: "Cheers."

Yue Feng suddenly asked: "Mr. Sand, have you ever loved anyone before?"

Sander was stunned for a moment, then silent for a moment, and said, "I loved it."

Yue Feng tilted his head slightly, curious: "Where is that person now?"

"Dead." Sander was very calm when he said this, his eyes and even his expression were very calm, "I killed him."

Yue Feng: "..."

He gradually straightened up, stared at him, and asked: "Since you are sitting here now, it means that you are not responsible for that incident. I remember that you are still a Class D citizen, so...you can tell that story ?"

Sander asked him, "Why do you want to hear it?"

"Just curious what Mr. Sander has been through."

"Curiosity is not a good quality." Sander smiled, "However, it's okay to tell you, after all, it's a long time ago."

Yue Feng ordered a bottle of wine directly, ready to listen to the story.

"Before the story begins, let me tell you his name." Sander smiled and said, "His name is Fu Yue, he is a good-looking boy, and he was my former student. Of course, I am a graduate student. Then I met him by chance. His name also has a month character, which has the same sound as your surname, but it’s just a different word.”

Yue Feng didn't know why he had to add the last sentence, so he blinked, didn't speak, and continued to listen.