What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Lin Fei opened WeChat and opened the chat page of [quack quack quack], Fu Shiyue's deep eyes in the profile picture looked directly at him quietly, as if saying to him: "Student Lin Fei, who is the duck?"

A kind of embarrassment that went straight to the soul rose from the spine, and rushed to the forehead like a monkey jumping in the sky. Lin Fei deleted the note expressionlessly, leaving the WeChat nickname of u5085.

Listen to lectures and write papers, pretending to know nothing.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

There is a small red dot on the Moments page, reminding that the avatar is a beautiful middle-aged woman. Lin Fei moved his thumb on the screen for a few seconds, tapped in, and the account named [Mom] posted a new set of photos.

Holding a five or six-year-old girl in her arms, the pink and tender castle of Linjiang Disneyland is behind her. The mother and daughter are smiling happily, sitting in the luxurious revolving restaurant and eating western food. The exquisite strawberry cake is delicious and attractive. The caption is "Baby's birthday Happy, Mom will always love you."

Lin Fei has also heard this before, and more than once, his eyes were fixed on the words "I will always love you", and the corners of his lips were curled up mockingly, so he dragged the account into the blacklist.

Out of sight is pure.

After this class was over, it was a big break. Lin Fei put on his mobile phone and went straight out of the classroom door. Zhou Mian didn't make it in time to ask him what was going on. He waited until the class was about to start before Lin Fei came back slowly.

"You don't call me when you go to smoke." Zhou Mian complained softly when he smelled the sweet smell of toffee.

Lin Fei leaned against the edge of the desk, chewing the toffee in his mouth, and didn't bother to explain what he was doing just now. The phone was stretched out in front of Zhou Mian, "Do you know this person?"

In the photo is a video surveillance screen, a tall boy with acne scars is looking around in front of the bulletin board, holding a bottle of white glue in his hand, like a thief.

"It looks familiar. It should be the grandsons from the first year of high school. Is this the person who posted your report card?" Zhou Mian looked at the photo, then looked at Lin Fei curiously, "Where did you get this photo?"

Students in the attached middle school have no right to check the monitoring. Even if the teacher checks the monitoring, he still has to write an application form and ask the leader of the security department to sign it. Zhou Mian also saw the monitoring that day, so he didn't think about it at all. The difficulty of checking the monitoring and his The first grade in the test is comparable.

"I said I lost my watch. It was given to me by a deceased relative. The security department asked me to check it." Lin Fei's face was calm, and he lied without any psychological pressure.

Zhou Mian's jaw is about to drop, is this all right?The security department is full of relatives of the teacher, either fathers or uncles, a bunch of old men, who keep a straight face all day long, and the management is called a strict one, not to mention the professional principle of checking and monitoring. He was caught smoking by the security department once. , After finishing the inspection, those old men will be fined to copy the firefighting knowledge manual a hundred times, which has no human touch at all.

How can you be so unfair?

Zhou Mian was puzzled, but he understood Lin Fei's current appearance, standing here obediently, eating toffee slowly, with an appearance that could be bullied by anyone, it was too deceptive.

He was born with a face that can deceive people. Even if he did bad things, no one would believe him. Everyone would still think that he was a poor little man who was wronged, which made people love him.

Zhou Mian really convinced Lin Fei, this is the king of bad students, killing people invisibly.

Commuting students don’t have to go to evening self-study, and can go home early to do their homework. This is not something to be happy about. Compared with senior three, the pressure is greater in the second year of senior high school. Dogs don't care about stress anymore.

Lin Fei packed his schoolbag and went home, and put the photo in his favorites. The attached middle school is so small, and there will always be someone who is destined to meet him.

The house Lin Fei lives in now belongs to the woman who was blacklisted. It is a small two-bedroom house. A family of three used to live here, and the wall still had a hundred-day photo of the little girl on it. He lives there, and there is an aunt who cooks and does laundry.

Four stops away from the attached middle school, he was used to walking back, listening to English with the earphones plugged in, and reciting some words by the way, during the evening rush hour in Qiantang city, traffic jams at the intersection, and the sound of horns kept coming and going, Lin Fei walked slowly on the sidewalk, completely unaware feel noisy.

At this time, a faint cry came from the grass on the side of the road, "Wow!"

Lin Fei squeezed the earphones tightly, turned a deaf ear, and strode forward. Before he had gone far, there was another pitiful dog barking, as if he had been hungry for several days and moaned.

It's really unlucky, I saved a piece of bad luck, Lin Fei turned his head, walked back, put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform trousers, and glanced at the grass with the end of his eyes. It was a very small white dog, born in less than two or three months. His whole body was dirty, and he couldn't tell what kind of species he was. He looked at him with dark eyes and wailed.

"Why are you so dirty?" Lin Fei frowned and said with disgust.

The little white dog didn't expect him to be so unloving, so he got up on trembling legs and rubbed against Lin Fei, wanting to be coquettish and cute, but Lin Fei took a step back and turned his face indifferently, "Don't come here."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone, checked the nearby pet hospital, and saw that the dog was still pretty, so he helped it.

The little dog seemed to understand what he said, and squatted at his feet, looking up at him eagerly.

The nearest pet hospital is six or seven stops away. Lin Fei locked his phone and looked down at the little white dog. The little guy looked up at him pitifully. The short-sleeved school uniform was thrown on the little white dog, and he picked it up carefully. The little white dog had good eyesight, stuck out his tongue and licked his hand vigorously to curry favor with him.

Lin Fei didn't care to dodge, first he heard the sound of parking on the side of the road, the engine humming, and then he smelled a very nice men's perfume, which he smelled just yesterday morning, turning around, Fu Shiyue stood behind him, neat and tidy. The gray suit jacket was draped leisurely on his arms, and he looked at the dog in his arms inquiringly.

Lin Fei was stunned for a moment, the best way to deal with this embarrassing situation is to keep his expression on, "Uncle Fu, hello."

Fu Shiyue glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to pet the dog's head. The little white dog was not afraid of life at all, sobbed, and rubbed his palm, "What's wrong with it?"

"I don't know, I'm going to take it to the hospital." The little dog in his arms was trembling, and Lin Fei patted his back gently to coax him.

Fu Shiyue took out the scarf from the pocket of his suit. It was made of snow-white silk. He bowed slightly and gently wiped the little white dog's dirty face. "There is a pet hospital nearby. Let's take it to see."

Lin Fei frowned. He was not as innocent as he looked. He was wary of strange adults. He had known about this for a long time, but Fu Shiyue was different. He treated dogs as gentle and meticulous as a sympathizer, and the tenderness in his eyes could drown people.

Fu Shiyue was still driving the white Tesla. The interior of the car was clean and spotless, with a faint fragrance in the air. Lin Fei sat in the back row holding the little white dog, and pulled the short-sleeved neckline zipper to the top. The lower jaw was buried lightly, revealing only a pair of deer-like eyes, so obedient.

"Uncle Fu, why are you free today?"

Fu Shiyue took a look at him through the rearview mirror, and said calmly, "Male public relations also have rest days."

Lin Fei touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and was about to apologize for what happened yesterday, when a buzzing sound of the phone vibrated, it was Fu Shiyue's phone.

Fu Shiyue pressed the button casually, and there was a long section of eager English chattering on the phone. Lin Fei's English skills were not bad, but the other party spoke too fast, and he could roughly distinguish a few words such as "missile", "locator", and "reconnaissance".

Seems to be war related.

Even though the other end of the phone was impatient, Fu Shiyue still replied slowly. Lin Fei could hear that his spoken language was excellent, not the London accent that many people deliberately imitated, but a very natural and elegant one, speaking in a leisurely manner.

It's not a good thing to say, Lin Fei is very familiar with the word Polaris, as if he has heard it somewhere.

When Fu Shiyue hung up the phone and looked up at Lin Fei in the rearview mirror, the boy's lips were tightened like zippers on his clothes, his eyes didn't look around, and he stared at him very purely and calmly, with the little white dog in his arms The eyes are exactly the same.

Lovely.

"Uncle Fu." Lin Fei paused, his black eyelashes fluttering, "Aren't you a publicist?"

Fu Shiyue chuckled, interested, "Do I look like it?"

Lin Fei shook his head and said sincerely, "You seem like a rich boss."

Beautiful people, rich money, easy to deceive, the kind who come quickly.

Fu Shiyue smiled, noncommittal.

The pet hospital is not the one Lin Fei saw on the map. It is indeed very close. It takes only a few minutes to arrive. The sign is in Chinese, English and Japanese. The decoration looks very high-grade. A doctor in a white coat was followed by two nurses. When the driver's door opened, several people greeted him enthusiastically.

The doctor looked very familiar with Fu Shiyue.

A beautiful nurse hugged the little white dog from Lin Fei's hands and went for a basic examination. Lin Fei went to the bathroom and washed his hands carefully. This place is indeed different from ordinary pet hospitals. There is no smell of disinfectant in the air. There is no dog barking or cat barking, it is very quiet.

"Hello, was that just your dog?"

At the entrance of the corridor, the doctor in a white coat was already waiting for him. He looked very kind, and his smile was even more kind.

Lin Fei replied conservatively: "Not for now, what's wrong with it?"

The doctor said with a smile: "It has a little fever, and the specific situation needs to be checked."

"Okay, where do I pay?"

"Mr. Fu is our VIP customer, and you don't need to pay."

Lin Fei is not used to being called you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you are very awkward, "You don't need to be so polite, does Uncle Fu also have a dog?"

The doctor glanced into the room and smiled even wider, "In terms of dog training, you can consult Mr. Fu. Someone gave Mr. Fu a ferocious French wolfhound in our foster care. It has a fierce temper and bitten you. There are several employees, none of them can cure it, but Mr. Fu is very patient and has been teaching him carefully. After a while, the dog is very docile and behaves like a milk cat when he sees Mr. Fu."

This is true, but what is not said is that after the wolfhound was sent back to Fu Shiyue, it was locked in a cage for a whole week without any dripping water. When it was dying, Fu Shiyue opened the cage and fed it fresh meat with his own hands. The proper post.

This Mr. Fu has always been well versed in this way.