What bad thoughts can a canary have?

There is a lot of discussion on the Internet about the scumbag teacher in the attached high school. The school organizes a three-day out-of-school outreach activity. The teachers and students in the first and second grades go to the suburbs to participate in outreach training. Change to a new environment and let the students forget about this as soon as possible. things, put into normal life and study as soon as possible.

Rows of buses stopped at the school gate, and the parents who came to see off their children were bustling with big bags and small bags.

Lin Fei saw Xia Chi from a distance, took out his notebook from his schoolbag, and walked to the team of Pioneer Class [-], "Xia Chi, return your classroom notebook."

Xia Chi took the notebook and turned to the first page. The page was empty, and he asked implicitly, "Have you finished reading it?"

Lin Fei nodded, and said, "Understood, learned."

Xia Chi said awkwardly, "Think about it and give me an answer."

"What answer?" Lin Fei didn't know why.

Xia Chi's face was flushed abnormally, and he reached out to take a bottle of water from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "You read my notebook, don't you understand?"

Lin Fei didn't take the water, and put his hands in the pockets of his loose school uniform, frowning in displeasure, "I understand, I can't accept your actions."

What resentment what?

The first and second graders wanted to find fault with him, could it be that one or two were full?

Xia Chi resentfully retracted the water bottle, raised an arm, palms straight, and asked cryptically, "Is it because of this reason that you can't accept it?"

Lin Fei looked along, the sun was too harsh to open his eyes, the school propaganda department was using a Cree drone to take aerial photos, vaguely saw the Cree blue logo, slightly startled, and admitted frankly, "You don't need to threaten me with this, I will Don’t be afraid of this being exposed.”

Unexpectedly, Xia Chi knew that he was in love with Fu Shiyue, and dared to threaten him with this. It can't be seen that he is young and courageous.

Xia Chi understood, pursed his lips, and gave him a friendly hug from a man, "It turned out to be like this, we will be good brothers from now on."

Knowing that your boyfriend is so awesome, I'm committed to you brother!

That's what Lin Fei heard, and he would like to call Xia Chi the face-changing master of Sichuan opera, but he didn't mind, "All right, just stop doing that kind of thing."

"It won't happen in the future." Xia Chi patted Lin Fei's shoulder vigorously, and smiled dryly.

The reason why the confession was rejected was not because Lin Fei had a strong background and looked down on him, but because the other party was a straight man, which is probably the worst thing about being gay.

The air conditioner on the bus was adequate, and the sound of eating snacks was intermittent. The classmates were chattering and discussing. Lin Fei lazily leaned on the seat, plugged in the earphones to listen to the words, and pondered about Zhou Mian and Fu Shiyue.

Zhou Mian, sitting next to him, was chewing on potato chips, and his head was about to stick out of the window, "Lin Fei, what's the point of you saying that the school fixes these things? It's better to have three days off."

Who said no?Lin Fei didn't worry about being tired from training, but only worried about eating well and sleeping well. He was very delicate and couldn't bear it.

As soon as Zhou Mian opened the chatter box, he talked about scenery for a while, games for a while, and gossip again, like a machine gun.

Lin Fei sometimes annoys him and sometimes admires him. Zhou Mian is a child who grew up in a normal family. His parents are kind and his mother is kind. His family is rich and he has a cheerful and lively personality. He will never worry about tomorrow.

Not to mention envy, he will fight for what God didn't give.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the scenery outside the window is quiet. A majestic steel bridge connects the northern suburbs and the city. Lin Fei took off his headphones and quietly watched the endless blue river.

Zhou Mian came over and asked curiously, "Is this Jiang Jianyi Bridge?"

Lin Fei hummed, "The old bridge was many years ago, don't you know?"

Zhou Mian lowered his voice, "My mother hired a private investigator and found out that my uncle's mother jumped off this bridge."

"Oh?"

Lin Fei's first reaction was, what a coincidence, there are so many people who want to commit suicide by jumping off the bridge.

If I remember correctly, his grandfather was in poor health two years ago, and he went to a resort in the northern suburbs to recuperate. Lin Fei often visited on weekends, rented a shared bicycle from the bridge, and felt the wind blowing across the bridge. His clothes fluttered and he felt comfortable and comfortable. .

One time I played chess with my grandfather, the old man relied on the old to sell the old, regretted the game several times, Lin Fei lost track of the time, and on the way back, it was completely dark. Coincidentally, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the heavy rain fell once in ten years. Only the sound of clattering rain remained.

The street lamps on the bridge were faulty and damaged, crackling and flickering. Lin Fei saw a tall and broad figure under a street lamp that flickered on and off.

Shuttle cars, urging horns, running pedestrians, weaving a flowing picture, only that figure remained motionless.

Lin Fei usually doesn't like to be nosy, and it's hard to persuade a ghost who wants to die with good words. If he persuades him today, he might want to die again tomorrow. It's a waste of words.

But that day, for some unknown reason, Lin Fei felt compassion, put down his bicycle, and ran over with an umbrella. The man seemed to have been standing here for a long time, his whole body was drenched, shivering from the cold, like a poor dog in the water.

The wet hair half covered his eyes, under the dim light, Lin Fei could only see his thin jaw, thin lips, bloodless, like a vampire, the outline looked pretty, and he noticed Lin Fei's When he arrived, the man glanced at him, then turned his head and stared quietly at the dark and surging river.

Lin Fei didn't even remember what the first sentence said, but he remembered the dark eyes especially deeply. He had never seen the eyes of a human being be as cautious as a cold-blooded animal.

"You are so handsome, there must be many people who love you, why can't you think about it?" Lin Fei bravely persuaded.

The man's voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and it was faintly audible in the manic heavy rain.

"nobody."

Lin Fei was stunned for a moment before realizing what it meant, feeling so pitiful, so he said without thinking, "I love you."

"I'll give you the umbrella, let's go home."

Lin Fei was moved to save a young life, and the next day he had a high fever due to the rain and freezing, so he took a few bottles of intravenous drip.

He has done two good deeds in total, one is this, and the other is Miao Miao's younger sister, all of them are in a mess, and he will never be a good person again.

Isn't it fun to be a scumbag?

Arriving at the outreach base, the food was as unpalatable as Lin Fei had expected. He took a few casual bites, went into the room to tidy up and salute, surrounded by mountains and rivers, while the air was fresh, the bedding on the bed was damp and exuded a faint musty smell.

Lin Fei lay on his stomach on the bed and sent Fu Shiyue a WeChat message.

[Fibonacci]: Miss you so much!

I thought I would not receive a reply for a while, but within a few seconds, the phone rang with a "ding dong".

[u5085]: The car will pick you up at the door, do you need me to help you find a way out?

Lin Fei suddenly sat up from the bed, unable to tell that Uncle Fu was an old driver, who could resist such a provocative trick?

[Fibonacci]: I can come out.

[u5085]: License plate number A1667.

Sure enough, older rich men are not easy.

Lin Fei put on his coat, and the bustling students were active in the base, playing basketball, dancing street dance, and the youthful atmosphere was vivid.

A classmate greeted him warmly. He nodded his chin and walked all the way to the corner of the base. The short white walls were weather-beaten, and there were pitch-black footprints. It seemed that there were many seniors who violated the rules.

Lin Fei imitated the example, with both hands supported, his agility, and he climbed over the wall with ease. On one side of the wall, he just landed hard, and on the other side was an open-air toilet. Zhao Tao was pulling up his trousers, and shouted, "Several of? Come back!!!"

This voice was earth-shattering, all the students who were moving around looked over, everyone stared at their calves, they were brave enough to run under the teacher's nose.

Zhao Tao's face was livid with anger, but he was wide and fat, so he could only look at the wall and sigh, then turned his head, "Did you see who it was?"

Everyone shook their heads, regardless of whether they saw it or not, they all said they didn't see it. Zhao Tao was so angry that he didn't have a beard, otherwise he would have blown it up.

"It's Lin Fei from your class." Zhao Jingtai said expressionlessly, "I just saw him walking this way, but now he's the only one not here."

The driver was the same driver Lin Fei met last time, and he dozed off while waiting. As soon as Lin Fei got in the car, he immediately perked up. No one could offend Lin Fei if he offended anyone. The fate of the previous driver, A Kai, was a lesson for the past.

The back seat was empty, Lin Fei curled his lips, it didn't count that Uncle Fu spoke so fast, he still didn't like it enough.

The driver quickly explained, "Mr. Fu asked me to wait for you here today. Now I will send you to his hotel. Mr. Fu will come over after finishing his business."

In the high-end suite of the suburban hotel, Lin Fei took the room card sent by the front desk and opened the door. There is a small courtyard with winding paths, a few camphor trees, and a swimming pool. There are cold meals, delicate cakes and red wine on the table.

He took a piece of soft and delicious egg tart, took a bite, lay on his back on the soft and comfortable bed, and looked at the bright and bright retro crystal lamp.

The driver just brought in a black suitcase and put it at the door, "The front desk said it belonged to Mr. Fu, so I'll put it here first."

Lin Fei swayed his calf leisurely and ignored him. The driver wished he had nothing to do with the boss's little lover, so he left him a phone number from the back kitchen, closed the door and left.

Lin Fei was expressionless, and sent a few coquettish WeChat messages to Fu Shiyue. He got up and put hot water in the bathroom. He was going to stay at the base for several days, and there were not many opportunities to take a comfortable bath.

Holding a pile of convenient food on the menu circle, he also solved the problem of eating tomorrow. After finishing all this, Lin Fei sat lazily on the sofa wrapped in a bathrobe, and his eyes fell on the black leather case.

Don't know what's in it?

Curiosity took over.

Lin Fei stood up, walked to the box, picked it up and weighed it, it was very light, it should be something like a paper document.

He opened the clasp, and as expected, there was a pile of documents covered with various red stamps. He picked them up and flipped through them, the numbers dazzled his eyes.

Even if he doesn't know how to do it, Lin Fei can use his extraordinary comprehension ability to get a general idea. It is probably a p2p financial company's account flow. In the past few months, the money that has been spent has flowed out, but the money that has come in has only a few sums. It seems that the operation of this company The situation is dire.

Lin Fei was not interested, so he threw it into the box. Just as it was about to end, the hand holding the suitcase lid suddenly stopped. His eyes widened suddenly, and he let go of his hand quickly. The metal buckle of the box lid fell on the marble floor, "Ding" softly.

After being quiet for a few seconds, Lin Fei used both hands to quickly open the file. There was a transparent glass bottle at the bottom of the box, and a pale little finger was floating in the light yellow liquid.

Mr. Zheng's finger!

A strong nausea came to his mind, Lin Fei's face turned pale, he strode towards the bathroom, knelt down in front of the toilet, and vomited out all the things that fell into his stomach just now.

His stomach was uncomfortable, and his frantic heartbeat was even more uncomfortable. He held his hands tightly, his knuckles turned white, tried his best to calm his heartbeat, and told himself to calm down quickly. The biting chill spread from his spine to his neck, forming a dense layer of cold hair.

Fu Shiyue clearly told him that he would take it back, but now Mr. Zheng's fingers are soaked in formalin.

With a "click" sound not far away, Lin Fei tensed his body and trembled, stood up hurriedly, ran to the living room in a few strides, put the stack of documents into the box, and closed the box with a single lid.

With no extra time to think, he grabbed the TV remote control, hugged his knees and nestled into the sofa, his eyes fixed on the activated TV screen, and the footsteps near his ears were getting closer and closer to his back.

Lin Fei could feel the gaze falling on his neck, and he didn't dare to move. Everything was quiet, and the warm and elegant perfume penetrated his nose. Fu Shiyue's breath was familiar yet strange, and the melodious and deep voice rang in his ears, "Small Sweet Cake , how did you escape?"

"I won't tell you, who told you to make me wait so long." Lin Fei turned his head and blinked slowly a few times.

Fu Shiyue reached out and hugged him from behind, sniffing his fair and slender neck bit by bit with the tip of his nose, feeling the slight trembling, "The company has a temporary meeting."

Lin Fei shrank his neck, hid back and forth, and acted coquettishly, "Uncle Fu, don't, I'm so itchy."

Fu Shiyue smiled softly, and let go of it, "Why are you so fond of acting like a baby?"

"You don't like it?" Lin Fei looked up at him.

"like."

Fu Shiyue answered concisely. He took off his straight suit jacket, unbuttoned two vest buttons and sat down. He caught a glimpse of the black leather case by the wall and raised his jaw slightly, "Your?"

Lin Fei turned his head, calm and composed, "No, the front desk said it was yours, what is it?"

Fu Shiyue raised his eyebrows in surprise, got up and picked up the box and put it on the coffee table, opened it with one hand, and roughly scanned the documents inside, "Why did he send me the financial statements of Zheng's company?"

While speaking, he picked up the document and saw the severed finger in the bottle unexpectedly. Lin Fei stared straight at his face, capturing every detail of his expression.

First he was surprised, then he frowned slightly, as if disgusted, and then raised his wrist, the snow-white document quickly covered Lin Fei's sight, and the other hand closed the lid of the box, all done in one go.

Lin Fei asked curiously, "Uncle Fu, what's inside?"

Fu Shiyue pressed his emotions between his brows and eyes, lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, as if he couldn't bear to say, "Mr. Zheng's severed finger."

For no reason, Lin Feixuan relaxed in that tone, and relaxed his tense muscles. If this is a performance, it is also at the level of an actor, and no one can fault it.

"Boss Zheng is too perverted..." He sighed sincerely.

Fu Shiyue came over and patted his face lightly, "Are you scared?"

"Scared." Lin Fei hugged his thin waist, wrapped his arms firmly around him, and said pitifully, "So, Uncle Fu will sleep with me, okay?"