[future] conspiracy

"At that time, I was already working in a large enterprise, doing copywriting and planning, and I was already a supervisor in the company..."

Sander recounted his first encounter with Fu Yue. In the story, the high-spirited encounter between him and the beautiful and shy boy was full of fateful encounter. A mature adult man with working qualifications, a talented but For an introverted and shy boy, falling in love seems to be a matter of course.

Fu Yue, who was still on campus, was infatuated with this man with a romantic smile. She joined his company until graduation, worked in his department, and saw him every day from waking up to falling asleep.

Sander also loved him very much, but gradually, he discovered the difference in this young boy.

Fu Yue is very sensitive, because of his introverted personality, his observation ability is extremely keen, and he has insight that ordinary people can't match. This makes Sander, who has a carefree personality, a bit of a headache. The other party is angry, but I can't see it, the other party is unhappy, and I don't say anything. Even the first anniversary of the relationship, the other party only said it slowly after Fu Yue's accident.

"I don't think I'm a dull person, but when I'm with him, I always feel that he is too insightful, which makes me... a little uncomfortable." Sander smiled, "But because I love him, and I think He didn’t do anything wrong, so he didn’t feel anything wrong, so he let him go. However, the colleagues in the company didn’t think so.”

Yue Feng mockingly said: "Workplace."

"Yes, the workplace." Sander smiled, "His personality is very unpleasant in the workplace, and the situation within our company is more complicated, especially in the copywriting department. You know this kind of department... ...There are many talented people, but not many open-minded people, Fu Yue..."

Sander paused, took two sips of wine, and continued: "Fu Yue didn't like it there, so he resigned, but he couldn't see me, and he felt very insecure, so I also resigned, and opened the small shop."

Yue Feng was surprised: "Your previous job sounded very good, but you gave up because of him?"

"I think he is more important, but work doesn't matter. The current job can support both of us." Yue Feng smiled, "We are not very ambitious people, we can just live."

Yue Feng recalled how skillful he was doing housework while staying at home, he really seemed like a relatively homely person.

"Then... what happened next?"

Before answering this question, Sander asked him: "Yue Feng, let me ask you, am I... really a very likable man?"

Yue Feng didn't expect him to ask this, and after a few seconds of embarrassment, he said, "Now it looks... quite likable."

"Thank you for your compliment." Sander smiled wryly, "My job... um... how should I put it, in my work, I will meet some clients with ulterior motives."

Yue Feng raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean with ulterior motives?"

Sander looked at him and bent his eyes: "Like you."

Yue Feng paused his hands in the air, staring at him.

Sander ignored these changes, and continued to explain: "The purpose of coming to me is not to modify any materials, but... simply want to get close to me, or get some news from me, there are many of them. .The methods used by these people with ulterior motives are sometimes very... nasty."

Yue Feng was still thinking about what to do next, but Sander skipped it and said directly: "Fu Yue once accidentally caught me hugging another guest very intimately, and he was very angry. I explained to him afterwards After this incident, he forgave me at the time, and I thought it was over like this, as long as I am more cautious in my future work, do not agree to any invitations from guests, and deliberately keep a distance from guests, it will be fine gone."

"But this incident has become a thorn in Fu Yue's heart, making him feel uneasy and suspicious of you, isn't it?" Yue Feng added, " Sensitive people are always suspicious, and his personality sounds like that."

Sander smiled bitterly: "Yes."

Yue Feng was speechless.

"Suddenly one day, we fell asleep at night, and I hugged him habitually in the middle of the night, and suddenly found that I couldn't move." Sander's expression became gloomy, and he even lowered his voice, "I opened my eyes and found myself The hands and feet were tied with ropes and tied to the bed, while Fu Yue was sitting by the bed, looking down at me."

In the darkness, Fu Yue's expression could not be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were so bright that it was almost eerie.

At that time, Sander didn't realize the danger, but asked in a daze, "Honey, what are you doing with me tied up?"

Fu Yue said slowly: "It's nothing, I want to see you."

"Just look at me, what are you doing with me tied up?" Sander yawned, "Let go of me, good boy."

"I want to see you more." Fu Yue smiled gently, "Because I won't be able to see you again."

Only then did Sander realize something was wrong belatedly.He struggled, but found that he couldn't escape.Fu Yue tied him tightly, and he frowned and said, "Honey, let me go."

"Will you leave me?" Fu Yue asked.

"Why did I leave you?" Sander was surprised, "I have always been by your side."

"I'm very scared..." Fu Yue stroked his face, pressing her forehead against his, "Honey, I'm very afraid that you will leave me."

Sander sighed: "I won't, I'm right here."

Fu Yue smiled and said, "I trust you, but I don't trust others. They will snatch you away from me."

Sander frowned, with a stern tone: "I won't. You should believe in my ability, I will not leave you because of other people, never."

"Who can tell for sure?" Fu Yue's tone began to waver, with a hint of danger, "Only by keeping you forever, you will not change."

Sander looked up at him: "What do you want to do?"

Fu Yue drew a knife from behind and pressed it against his neck: "I want to kill you."

Sander was stunned: "Where is the logic?"

"The dead will never betray me." Fu Yue said coldly, "Nor will they leave me."

Sander frowned, but he didn't panic. It's strange that he didn't panic at all.He asked, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"I've always had it." Fu Yue stared into his eyes and smiled, "Actually... I've wanted to do this since the first day I met you, but... I tried my best to act like a normal People, trying to fall in love, live, love you normally, but... different, totally different."

This passage is the beginning of what really scares Sander.

"No matter how hard I try to maintain normality, the desire to kill you has never disappeared, and it is getting stronger and stronger." Fu Yue approached the knife close to his neck, and the sharp blade cut his skin, "Sang De, I love you very much, I really love you... How I wish you were always the way I saw you for the first time, clean, gentle, and smiling like the ideal lover."

Sander's breathing became short of breath, he stared at him and asked, "Fu Yue, have you had a mental evaluation?"

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows: "When did you start calling me by my name? Shouldn't you call me dear?"

Sander snapped, "Answer me!"

"If you don't do it, you will know the result." Fu Yue smiled calmly and coldly, "I know myself very well, and I know what kind of person I am. Sander, I will kill you, I am not joking."

Sander took a deep breath, his neck was covered with blood, he even smiled: "It's obvious, isn't it?"

Fu Yue smiled back at him, and rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately: "It's probably been a while, let's chat."

Sander smiled bitterly. He never thought that he would die at the hands of the person he loves the most, or he would die from excessive blood loss.

He didn't want to chat with Fu Yue, the wound on his neck gradually widened, blood flowed out continuously, his body began to feel cold, and his strength gradually weakened.Unable to move, he could only lie on his back on the bed, his vision gradually blurred, and his mind began to lose consciousness.

Fu Yue talked to him with a gentle tone, talking about every detail of their relationship.

Those sweet pasts seem to have been poisoned, and Fu Yue's words are simply ridiculous.Sander even doubted whether those things really happened. He had slept with this well-behaved and beautiful young man in front of him for so long, but he didn't notice his insanity tendency at all.

He gradually couldn't hear what Fu Yue was saying, which aroused Fu Yue's dissatisfaction, and even found the basketball from the cabinet, and slapped him hard.

Sander was hit in the chest, his chest arched unconsciously, and he felt like vomiting blood.

This kind of impact made the blood flow faster, Fu Yue called his name, talked, and asked Sander to respond.If he doesn't respond, the basketball keeps dropping.

It was almost torture...

When Sander said this, he stopped, because the memories were too tragic, and he was a little dizzy before his eyes.

The stimulation of alcohol made him suddenly have the illusion of going back to that night, in a dizzy state, with a burning heart, and even looking into his eyes in the dark... He grabbed his collar and groaned uncontrollably. He gasped for breath.

"Mr. Sander, what's the matter with you?" Yue Feng stood up anxiously, ran over and patted him on the back, "How is it?"

Sander didn't realize who he was at all, he just panted quickly, coughed up all the wine he had drunk, his face was flushed, and he was very embarrassed.

Yue Feng had no choice but to help him up, give him breath in his chest, and pull him outside: "Let's go out, it's too stuffy here, go outside to get some fresh air... Check out!"

The waiter ran over, Yue Feng threw him a wad of money without looking at him, dragged the unconscious Sander out the door, followed the master anxiously, yelled loudly around them, and looked around. The people who came over to find out all roared back.

The two of them left the tavern, and the fresh winter air made Sander feel better about being suffocated. He bent over and took a big gulp of air, and then coughed it out hard, as if he wanted to detoxify his lungs.

When he was almost coughing, and his body gradually got up, Yue Feng suddenly hugged him, buried his head on his neck, hugged his arms tightly, and his voice was trembling: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I don't know ..."

Sander smiled ugly, but he still comforted him: "I'm not...cough cough...have I come back to life?"

Yue Feng hugged him tightly, his scarf was wet with tears.

Sander felt the coolness on his neck, and asked blankly: "You...are you crying?"