What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Once people get busy, life goes by quickly, and Lin Fei's time is full throughout the week. Apart from class and homework, he also has to think about robot design, and the rest of the time is reserved for the clay handicraft shop.

When he had time to flirt with Fu Shiyue on WeChat, Uncle Fu responded with a few messages in a calm manner.

Lin Fei can't care about love for the time being. The winning works of previous competitions are roughly divided into three directions, learning assistance, intelligent service, and data control, such as a robot that plays the violin, a robot that sorts dry and wet garbage, There are also library management robots.

Lin Fei was not interested at all.

Grandma made a phone call that day and chatted with a pair of old neighbors, who are intellectuals like grandparents. When they get old, they grow flowers and plants at home to enjoy leisure. It's easy to see, happy to raise it, Lin Fei didn't like to play with the little one when he was a child, not because he thought she couldn't see, but because he liked to cry and was very annoying.

But the little girl loves to cling to him, so she came and went and became his follower. The elder brother was older than the older brother, and they got along happily in those few years. She received a special school in the old city, and wrote a few Braille letters to Lin Fei. Lin Fei struggled to read and understood only a little, and wrote back to tell her that she had something to call in the future. The two had nothing in common, and gradually cut off contact.

This time, grandma mentioned that the neighbors had been queuing for several years, and finally applied for a guide dog. After a few months of taking it home, they were sent to the suburbs to be raised by the elderly, because dogs in the urban area could not get on the subway and bus. It is for the convenience of travel, but the result is that it is more inconvenient to travel, and the gain outweighs the gain.

Grandma Lin Fei was very angry. The peony that she had taken care of was gnawed to bits and pieces. Seeing the pity of the dog, she couldn't bear to scold her, so she could only call Lin Fei to calm down.

There are countless similar things. Lin Fei has seen it on the news a few times, and even thought, maybe he can try to make an electronic guide dog, which can not only participate in the competition, but also give it to the little girl next door. It is the best of both worlds.

Lin Fei tossed his schoolbag, went out of school to get the handmade clay, and then went to the cake shop to buy a small cake, stuffed it all into his schoolbag.

He took a taxi and went straight to Career's science and technology park. Since Fu Shiyue didn't come to him, he went to find Fu Shiyue. The mountain is climbed step by step, and the boat is moved out by oars. Still can't take Fu Shiyue.

The industrial technology of Qingyishui in the northern suburbs and most of the economic pillars of Qiantang are located here, among which Career is the most famous. Lin Fei had heard that the Career Science and Technology Park has a vast territory before, and only when he was in it did he realize that it is really ridiculously large.

The taxi took an hour and finally arrived at the headquarters building responsible for R&D and design. Lin Fei got off after scanning the QR code and walked straight to the front desk.

The popular technical gray and white color scheme looks tall and tall. The girl at the front desk is as beautiful as a star. Looking at the school uniform Lin Fei is wearing, she asked with a smile, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Lin Feimen Qing, directly reported Fu Shiyue's name, without any drama at all, "I'll ask Secretary Bai, and ask her to tell you Mr. Fu, here comes the little sweet cake."

At this time, the advantage of having a well-behaved and sensible face was revealed. The girl at the front desk felt that he didn't look like a bad guy, so she picked up the phone and dialed an inside number.

meeting room.

The clear large screen occupies the entire wall, capable men are speaking PPT with emotion, and a circle of black sofas is full of Cree's senior management.

Sitting in the middle, Fu Shiyue folded his hands and put them on the tip of his nose. His thin glasses were hung in front of his tie, and the platinum glasses chain shone with light. His eyes were flat, with a careless and impatient expression.

It is not a day or two for the people around to enter Career, and the top talents who can get into the current position are not satisfactory. They may not see the problem if they want to let other bosses go, but their bosses are different. A group of top experts is almost equivalent to playing big swords in front of Guan Gong.

In the past, regardless of what was going on in private, my boss would be calm and calm when he listened to any absurd plan, leaving a little face for the people on stage. Today, if he can put on a face, it means that something big is wrong.

No one present here has ever seen Fu Shiyue get angry, and no one who has seen him stay in Kerui.

Pray that the bad luck is not your own.

Secretary Bai's sharp high-heeled shoes stepped on the thick carpet without making a sound, and he bent down to Fu Shiyue and whispered something in Fu Shiyue's ear.

Fu Shiyue nodded and smiled suddenly. Instead of replying to Secretary Bai, he nodded to the nervous man on the stage, "Good job, keep working hard."

The man was flattered, and everyone was dumbfounded.

What is more difficult to see than Fu Shiyue's anger is his praise.

It seems that the boss is in a good mood today?

Lin Fei was lying on the coffee table in the living room, writing math papers seriously, and looked at him frequently from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, but it didn't affect him at all.

The pretty girl at the front desk opened the door just now and walked in, holding two boxes of ice cream in her hand, "Do you want some ice cream?"

"Thank you sister." Lin Fei raised his face and took a box.

The girl saw him sitting cross-legged on the carpet, "Are you tired from sitting here? Do you want me to help you get a lower stool?"

Lin Fei shook his head, took a sip, and said, "It's delicious."

The girl was immediately embarrassed, such a well-behaved brother is too cute, and explained, "Mr. Xiang bought this for the staff at the headquarters. I can't finish it. This box is just for you."

Lin Fei smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, "Is he your partner?"

"No." The girl weighed her adjectives, "Tell Mr. that she is our future boss wife."

Lin Fei had a bit of a taste, and he ate more vigorously. If he didn't eat for nothing, he said with a half-smile, "Then he has no chance."

A big man is also the boss's wife, and he is also the boss, what about common sense?

Lin Fei rolled his eyes inwardly.

At the end of the meeting, the sky was dark and the city in the distance was brightly lit. The street lamps downstairs looked like stars in the sky. Lin Fei had already finished writing three papers and put on headphones to listen.

There were only two or three overtime employees left outside the glass door, and the surroundings were completely silent. Lin Fei was lying on the table, his eyes were sleepy and blurred, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Fu Shiyue sat on the sofa opposite him, and did not wake up. Lin Fei's confused eyes met him, blinked a few times, and slowly settled like a clear lake until it was clear and clear. Anyone who was looked at by him like this would be There is a feeling of thumping.

"Uncle Fu."

Fu Shiyue nodded his chin, and asked calmly, "What's the matter with you here?"

Lin Fei stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "I've finished the preliminary design, and I need engineers and programmers."

"I will arrange it tomorrow." Fu Shiyue leaned on the back of the sofa, his voice was emotionless, "What design did you make?"

Lin Fei took out the drawings from his schoolbag and spread them on the coffee table, "I want to make a guide dog robot, which requires 3D sensors, a roadblock memory system, and intelligent voice navigation."

Fu Shiyue leaned over to read it, "It's a good idea. ABB has made a guide robot dog. It has been developed for three years, but it has not yet solved the problem of distinguishing feedback in complex situations."

"Oh?" Lin Fei dragged his voice, a little angry, "Then don't think about it for now, you can build a shared perspective platform with your relatives, and when you encounter complicated situations, your relatives can complete the control through the cloud."

Fu Shi Yuequ tapped on the edge of the coffee table, lukewarm, "You react quickly, but the feasibility is open to question, and the specific operation plan needs to be communicated with the programming."

Lin Fei stood up, stuffed the drawings into his schoolbag, and followed suit lukewarmly, "I'm leaving, bye!"

The wrist was grasped by the dry palm, and with a sudden retraction of strength, Lin Fei fell backwards, his back pressed against the warm and firm chest, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at Fu Shi's clear jaw line.

Fu Shiyue leaned on the sofa, looked down at him, and reached out to grab his jaw, "Are you angry?"

"You made me wait too long." Lin Fei adjusted his posture comfortably, sitting on Fu Shiyue's lap, leaning his back lazily, like a kitten in his arms.

For the first time, the distance with a person is so close, there is a thrill of stepping on the edge of the moral bottom line, the body behind is tight and wide, exuding the charm of a mature man, and there is an inexplicable sense of reliability and stability.

Do you lack fatherly love?Lin Fei thought.

Fu Shiyue smiled lowly and stroked his soft hair, "Sweetie, are you still angry now?"

"Angry." Lin Fei raised his eyes, bit his chin in front of him, and gritted his teeth gently to vent his anger, "Punish you for going on a date with me, you pay for it, and you will lose all your pocket money for a week when I take a taxi."

Outside the glass door separated by a wall, the few people who have not finished their work, if it is not because Fu Shiyue is still here, they will immediately form a small group. It turns out that Mr. Fu is not as unkind as he seems, and this will be so tender.

It's just... Doesn't this look too tender?

The bar is dimly lit, eight or nine in the evening is the most popular time, the singer on stage sings folk songs weakly with a guitar, the different bars are full of feasting and ambiguity, this place looks clean and elegant.

At the booth in the quiet corner, Lin Fei took the menu and ordered a table of wine, "Uncle Fu, do you want to drink?"

"Drink less, alcohol hurts the brain." Fu Shiyue looked at his familiar movements and asked casually, "Have you been here before?"

"Come here, before and Zhou Mian."

Lin Fei looked at the menu without looking up, "Zhou Mian sings very well, he often goes up and sings a few."

The waiter sees every need and warmly recommends, "Do you want to sing? I'll make an appointment for you."

Lin Fei hesitated, looked at Fu Shiyue who was sitting opposite, and nodded, "Okay, my boyfriend celebrates his birthday today, and I'll sing him a song to celebrate."

Never miss an opportunity to flirt.

Fu Shiyue was slightly startled, his brows were slightly frowned and then loosened. If Lin Fei hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about it, "Who told you my birthday?"

"You acquiesce that you are my boyfriend."

Lin Fei seized the loophole, took out the delicate cake from his schoolbag, lit a candle, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, like a little fox, "Uncle Fu, happy birthday!"

Orange candlelight danced on his face, bright spots flickering on and off, like a butterfly flapping its wings, the flying eyelashes were long and dark, and the boy's smile was bright and bright.

Fu Shiyue narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

"What are you looking at me for? Blow out the candles and make a wish." Lin Fei held the cake in both hands and handed it to him, "I know you don't want to celebrate your birthday and it may have something to do with your family, but I like you and I don't want you to be so lonely this year. If you mind, just don't treat it as a birthday cake, just treat it as a normal cake."

Fu Shiyue leaned over to blow out the candle, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Lin Fei put down the cake and said seriously: "You didn't make a wish, what a pity to waste this opportunity to make a wish, I will make one for you."

Fu Shiyue thought it was funny, birthday had no special meaning to him, if there was, it represented misfortune and curse.

As for making wishes, some people make wishes on candles, others on shooting stars, and still others on Bodhisattvas. Except for short-term comfort, they can't think of any practical effect.

Lin Fei thought about it seriously for a while, propping his chin with one hand, Fu Shiyue's face was vaguely visible in the light blue light, at this moment, Lin Fei was rarely sincere and calm.

"I hope you can love what you love, ask what you ask, and listen to your heart."

The singer on the stage sang mesmerizingly, the guitar strings were flicked lightly, Lin Fei's voice was like gurgling spring water, melodious and quiet, Fu Shiyue smiled softly, it was the first time he came to this world to celebrate his birthday, and it was also the first time he heard To outrageous birthday wishes.

So goofy and surprisingly cute.

The waiter came to invite Lin Fei to sing on stage. He usually only studies and studies, and he can sing very few songs. The number of times he opened his voice in public is one of the few. The last time he was caught by a teacher in elementary school, he sang solo at the Children's Day party. It is enough to see that he has the perseverance and determination to win Fu Shiyue.

Where there is a will, there is a way.

Flipping through the playlist of the listening song APP on the mobile phone, he selected a song and sent it to the guitarist of the band. Lin Fei didn't know what to do.

Lin Fei stepped onto the high stool in the middle of the stage, stepped on the foot bar with his knees bent, and swayed the other long leg casually, holding the microphone to test the sound.

The white lights were bright and dazzling, and it was pitch black under the stage, and I couldn't see anything clearly, so I didn't feel nervous.

Couples and friends in the audience, or singles getting drunk, looked at him in unison. The faces of the students in the Qing bar were really fresh, and they were good-looking enough, not to be regarded as soul-stirring. Everywhere is just right, on the dividing line between half-cooked and uncooked. If it is more familiar, it will be less innocent and fragile. If it is more tender, it will become naive, and it will look like a child.

Lin Fei's singing voice was not the same as usual, a few degrees lower, like a sympathizer whispering. This song, which was originally ambiguous and flowing, felt more lustful.

Fu Shiyue held the whiskey glass and tapped on the cool glass with his fingertips, until more and more eyes fell on Lin Fei, and the surrounding discussions faintly entered his ears.

They are all men, and he knows what the other person is thinking without even thinking, and the temperature in his eyes is getting colder and colder, down to freezing point.

A song was about to end, and his eyes gradually adapted to the light. Lin Fei looked through the crowd, looked at the man in the booth in the corner, held the microphone with both hands, and sang the last verse slowly.

"Whoever burns the blackness of my eyes, whoever can escape my hypnosis, I will make you willing to give me everything, just look into my eyes."

Those who looked at Lin Fei followed his gaze and fell on Fu Shiyue. They were not envious. It was a fake. If he can get such a top quality, when will this big brother start his class?

For a few seconds, Fu Shiyue was in a daze. The phone in his pocket was buzzing, and there were unread messages from strangers lying in the hidden mailbox.

[Stranger]: The owner of the hotel recognized me, he will definitely call the police!

[Stranger]: Help me!

Fu Shiyue tapped on the screen with his fingertips slowly, as if it had nothing to do with him, every word was cold and gloomy.

[You have two paths. 】

[One, your reputation is ruined, your wife and children are separated, not only you will be imprisoned, but your wife and children will be spurned by everyone, and there will never be peace. 】

[Second, die. 】

After typing the last two words, he lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were cold, without any emotional ups and downs, and he exited the hidden mailbox without interest.

A WeChat message popped up on the top of the phone.

A message from my friend Cheng Ze.

"Boss Fu, there is gossip in your company. I heard that you have a little lover?"

"Are you falling in love? Who is it? The cycads can bloom all over, let me see and see!"

Cheng Ze reminded him friendly, "Don't fall in love with me, kids nowadays are very smart."

Fu Shiyue closed the phone and ignored it. Lin Fei strode off the stage, and fell into his arms like a summer wind passing by the crowd. Xiaolu's eyes were dark and bright, shining with anticipation, "Uncle Fu, does it sound good?"

The suit jacket was placed on his head, covering his face so that no one could spy on him. Lin Fei wanted to take it off, but Fu Shiyue held it down with one hand, and said casually: "It's too noisy, I didn't hear you clearly, don't do this again in the future." place to sing."

It's ridiculous.

Who falls in love with their own pet?