What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Lin Fei dreamed the same dream, a street full of traffic and people coming and going, he walked endlessly on the road, suddenly stepped on the ground, and fell into a trap made of flowers and honey.

Bottomless, he raised his head to ask for help, and saw expressionless faces watching him fall into the boundless darkness.

When he woke up in the morning, the feeling of weightlessness remained in his body. According to what Secretary Bai said last time, he was going to grow taller again?

The weather forecast was sunny, but unexpectedly it began to drizzle. He Yanning's convertible sports car was chic and unrestrained, and it was inevitable to get caught in the rain. Lin Fei generously sent a message asking He Yanning to come in and take shelter from the rain.

He dressed neatly and went downstairs. He Yanning stood in the hall, wiping his half-wet hair. The wet T-shirt behind him showed clear shoulder lines. He turned his head when he heard the footsteps, his innocent cheeks flushed slightly, "Xiao Fei, I'm sorry, I forgot to come out with the folding top."

Lin Fei poured a cup of steaming coffee and handed it to him, "Sit down first, I'm not in a hurry."

He Yanning took the coffee and looked around. There was a huge chandelier hanging from the arc-shaped dome, and the clear and rich home decorations were elegant and luxurious, a typical old-school baroque style. Both the exterior and the interior of the house were old. The former owner of the house should be a declining nobleman, but I don't know who took over here?

"Is your boyfriend not here?" He Yanning asked curiously.

Lin Fei held a plate of yellow-orange-orange pudding and said while eating, "He's very busy with business, and he's usually in the country."

He Yanning grasped the key point, "Is he much older than you?"

Lin Fei hummed, "Ten years older than me, that's not too much."

"Won't your parents intervene?" He Yanning breathed a sigh of relief, at least in terms of age, and turned back the game, "Your parents won't agree with a big age gap like yours, right?"

Lin Fei said flatly, "I don't have parents, no one cares about me."

He Yanning was speechless, and said seriously, "It's too irresponsible for your parents to ignore such an outstanding child like you."

Lin Fei didn't want to talk about that nonsense, so he lowered his head and ate in silence.

He Yanning's eyes were full of sympathy, and he spoke earnestly, "There are some things I shouldn't say too much, but as an elderly person, I have the responsibility to tell you that the adult society is very complicated, especially those men who are successful in their careers and have deep thoughts. , It’s not something you, a kid, can estimate, so you have to be more careful.”

Lin Fei looked at He Yanning's black and white eyes, all emotions were written on his face, he was simpler than him, and he even pretended to be sophisticated to teach him social experience, which was quite funny, "I see, thank you."

He Yanning met his eyes, smiled embarrassingly, and stretched out his hand to him, "It's too disruptive to say these things, I'm glad you came to Cambridge for summer school, and you will be my junior from now on."

Lin Fei swallowed the pudding, and shook hands with him calmly, "I'll call you senior first, I hope you can really become my senior in the future."

"You can definitely do it!" He Yanning encouraged him with sincerity.

Lin Fei held back his smile, and imitated his innocent tone, "Senior brother's illness is also recovering soon!"

Like two dumb gooses.

The rain continued until noon, and the sun emerged from the sky. The two of them dried the convertible sports car and drove all the way out of the main road in the city.

As a driving instructor, He Yanning was professional and careful. While driving, he explained the details of the driving steps to Lin Fei. Lin Fei had a strong comprehension ability, and it took him half an hour to figure out the functions of each position.

It's one thing to watch other people drive, but it's another thing to do it yourself. Lin Fei held the steering wheel with both hands, his heart was pounding, and he checked again and again, "Will no one suddenly come out on this road?"

He Yanning put on his seat belt, "No, you listen to my password and drive, we both will be fine."

Lin Fei looked ahead intently, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you bought insurance?"

"No buy, brake!"

"accelerator!"

"brake!"

"Half a circle to the left, turn around, throttle!"

He Yanning's speech was getting faster and faster, like a rushing water flow, Lin Fei's heart fluttered, but he accurately completed every instruction of He Yanning, with ease and smoothness, even a ten-year-old driver might not be able to match his reaction speed .

He Yanning was originally teasing him, wanting to see how he was in a hurry, but he didn't expect Lin Fei to do it. He sat upright and couldn't help but get serious. He directed Lin Fei even faster. Almost every time he uttered the first word, Lin Fei He has already caught up with his thinking and completed the task perfectly.

"Did someone tell you that you have a fast reaction speed?" He Yanning was dumbfounded, staring fixedly at Lin Fei's white and delicate hands on the steering wheel.

Lin Fei turned his tense wrist muscles and bones, "I play survival games, and I always shoot first when I touch my face. Does this count as quick reaction?"

He Yanning nodded slowly, and asked in a serious tone, "Reaction speed is linked to IQ. In the future, you can consider engaging in scientific research work like me, and contribute to the development of the motherland."

"..."

Lin Fei just wanted to ask if the salary was high. His ideological consciousness was directly proportional to the salary. He was about to tease him when a strange cell phone rang.

He Yanning took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and picked it up nervously, "Hello, teacher, is Xiao Feng not eating again?"

I don't know what was said on the other side, but He Yanning's face suddenly changed, and his breathing became short of breath, "I'll come right over!"

He Yanning hung up the phone in a hurry, in such a panic that he dropped the phone and fell into the gap of the driver's seat. Lin Fei bent down to pick it up, handed it to him, and looked at his pale face, "Are you all right?"

He Yanning was dazed for a few seconds, stroked his hair on his forehead, and said blankly: "I... my brother was taken away."

Lin Fei was taken aback, but didn't understand what it meant.

He Yanning held the phone tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he trembled uncontrollably, "My parents are not in London today, and no one else will pick him up except me."

"Don't worry, can you drive now? Let's go to school first and ask the teacher what's going on." Lin Fei patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

He Yanning nodded, the two exchanged places, and rushed to the special school at lightning speed. The logo was a multicolored puzzle ribbon, and childish paintings hung on both sides of the wall.

The teacher was in class. There were children of different sizes sitting in the classroom. The oldest was no more than ten years old. They were quietly playing with building blocks. When they heard the sound of the door opening, some children raised their heads, but most of them remained motionless and watched intently. Toy.

Special schools for children with autism.

The teacher is Chinese, and he came out in a hurry, "Someone came to pick up Xiaofeng an hour ago. I knew your job, name, and phone number. I thought it was your friend. I asked him to take Xiaofeng away. You make a phone call, are you really not your friend?"

A thin layer of sweat broke out on He Yanning's cheeks, anxious and angry, "Xiaofeng, he..."

"It must be your friend, otherwise how could I know so much information about you?"

"I have no friends in London."

He Yanning pulled off his collar, turned around and strode out the door.

Lin Fei followed closely behind, and said in an orderly manner, "Call the police first, and we will look around."

This is the best solution, He Yanning acquiesced, and sent a photo of Xiaofeng to Lin Fei, the two split up and started searching along the street.

Lin Fei asked from door to door, during this period of time, his English has improved by leaps and bounds, and he was able to cope with the current situation with ease. Although he didn't have a real brother, he could somewhat understand He Yanning's mood at the moment. This kind of thing is too scary!

From the afternoon until sunset, Lin Fei found nothing, and He Yanning had no news. In the end, the police station called, and someone sent a silent child to the police station. According to the description, he looked like Xiaofeng.

It was indeed Xiao Feng, who looked very similar to He Yanning, about seven or eight years old, and wearing very clean clothes. When Lin Fei entered the police station, he was banging his head on the wall, repeating stereotypically over and over again.

He Yanning's tense nerves eased, he supported the wall dizzily, and after a few seconds, he knelt down and hugged Xiaofeng in his arms to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

Xiaofeng didn't respond, just stared ahead, mechanically repeated the movement of her head forward, and turned a deaf ear to the outside world.

He Yanning comforted him for a while, his eyes were flushed, he looked at Lin Fei, and opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

Lin Fei nodded towards him, and said softly and forcefully: "I understand, there is no need to say more, you stay with your brother well, my affairs are fine."

When this happened, He Yanning was terrified, and his mind was all on Xiao Feng, guarding this younger brother all the time. It is impossible for him to have time to continue to be Lin Fei's driving instructor in the future.

Lin Fei understood very well, and thought of himself, if he had such a younger brother, he might not be able to do what He Yanning did.

What a good brother.

Lin Fei has been really busy recently, his schedule is jam-packed, and he sent messages to care about brother He Yanning during his spare time. He finally felt relieved to know that everything was fine.

Equestrian studies have gained a lot. He can play polo back and forth with amateur players, and is dragged by his classmates to play skiing together. Lin Fei loves these extreme sports and pursues the joy of adrenaline rush. After more than a month, those aristocratic games have been in full swing.

The biggest change is - Lin Fei found that the summer school students are very warm and lovely. He used to have few friends, precocious and no common language with his peers. Now the students he meets are about the same age as him, and all of them come from extraordinary backgrounds, but they are not like It is the stereotyped rich second generation who are ignorant and incompetent. On the contrary, they study hard, are considerate and polite.

To put it simply, those who can go to summer school are all the lucky ones in life. The richer they are, the gentler they are, and the better they are, the more they can embody various virtues in human nature.

Lin Fei's lovable face displayed a miraculous power among his classmates. Who doesn't like good-looking boys?The main reason is that he relaxes with him, speaks and does things freely, without pretentiousness, and has a kind of fearlessness in the face of danger that is rare in this age group. This kind of personality charm is very attractive.

Making new friends is a windfall for Lin Fei.

As soon as he got home, Lin Fei threw the ski equipment backpack to the driver and was about to enter the door when a short car horn sounded behind him. Turning his head, the dark car windows slowly came down. Fu Shiyue leaned on the driver's seat and shook hands with him.

Lin Fei ran over with a thump, his eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "When did you come?"

Fu Shiyue pushed open the car door, stepped out of the car with long legs, looked at his cute appearance, and said with a low smile, "I just arrived, are you tired today?"

"I was so tired, but I saw that Uncle Fu wasn't tired at all." Lin Fei said the love words without any shyness, hugged the man's tight waist with both hands, and sighed, "I miss you so much!"

Fu Shiyue looked at the fluffy and soft hair, "I came back so early, don't I need to learn to drive?"

Lin Fei sighed, looked up at him, "Don't mention it, something happened to my friend and he can't teach me how to drive."

"Oh?" Fu Shiyue was not surprised at all, and handed him the car keys in his hand, "Do you still want to learn?"

"I teach you."

"miss you!"

Lin Fei got into the driver's seat. Compared with He Yanning's high-profile convertible car, this car looks ordinary. If it weren't for the bright car logo, it would be no different from most cars on the street, but the inside is unique. The beige leather is soft and comfortable to the touch. There are several dials in the cabin, designed like an airplane cabin, with a sense of modern technology.

Fu Shiyue reached out and broke off the sun visor, his knuckles slid across his delicate cheeks, and asked casually, "Are you happy learning how to drive with your friends?"

"Happy." Lin Fei replied without thinking, started the car, and drove out of the courtyard steadily, "Uncle Fu, aren't you jealous that I learned to drive from others?"

Seeing that he was familiar with the operation, Fu Shiyue lowered his eyes and smiled, "You are doing very well, it's none of your business to be jealous."

Those who make mistakes should be held accountable.

Lin Fei felt a little wronged, held the steering wheel with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and gently held his hand, "How do you know that I'm doing well? Did you put your eyeliner in the house?"

Fu Shiyue rubbed the palms with intertwined palm lines with his fingertips, "I don't need eyeliner, I know what you're thinking."

"Guess what I'm thinking right now?" Lin Fei turned his face away with provocative eyes.

Fu Shiyue slightly raised his eyebrows, "Me?"

Lin Fei slammed on the accelerator, and the speed of the car soared slowly, like a tiger coming out of its cage suddenly, rushing forward!

Caught off guard by the gravity imbalance, Fu Shiyue supported the windshield with one hand, stabilized his body, frowned, and looked at him in surprise.

"I was wondering, do you dare to do that with me in the car?"

Lin Fei let go of the accelerator, and the car stopped on the side of the road. He was indeed thinking about Fu Shiyue just now, but how could anyone easily guess what he was thinking?Anyway, only he knows what he thinks, no matter how capable he is, he can't pry his little head open.

On the matter of having no sense of shame, a consensus was unexpectedly reached, but one was young and fearless, and the other was born without such a thing.

Fu Shiyue frowned, leaned against the back of the chair, and asked knowingly, "Which one is that?"

Lin Fei unbuckled his seat belt, leaned close to his ear, and said it in a more elegant way.

Fu Shiyue turned his face away, and his brightly colored lips opened and closed. The two words "bright and ordinary" with great visual impact seemed like a spell in his mouth that could make people's blood boil.

This is a kind of subconscious emotional manipulation, Fu Shiyue clearly sensed it, it's not very clever, even though he knew he had bad intentions, he was willing to let the magic spell come to life.

"Ten minutes ahead, there is a park." Fu Shiyue raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "There are very few people at this time."

Lin Fei blinked, satisfied. Although the sweet cake was delicious, it was highly poisonous. He wanted to force Fu Shiyue to lose all reason and let him lead the way.

The long tree-lined avenue, rows of green towering trees, no one is silent, snow-white pigeons soar across the blue sky, a little furry squirrel jumps up and down on the hood of the black and shiny car, and the melodious music in the car The piano piece is smooth and elegant, with distinct grains, and its ears are pricked up curiously, and there are subtle and inaudible gasps mixed in the piece.

A slender and fair hand suddenly leaned back on the leather steering wheel. Under the sun, the nails were clean and glowing with light powder, like a lotus mist cut in half. The blue blood vessels heaved rapidly, and the warm wind blew into a thin layer of mist on the glass, and soon, nothing could be seen clearly.

Fu Shiyue held his palms behind his waist to prevent him from pressing on the horn on the steering wheel. Lin Fei was very obedient, hugging his neck and letting others do whatever he wanted, breathing faintly by Fu Shiyue's ears.

In terms of hobbies alone, Fu Shiyue is a man who can't be better. Except for tasting red wine occasionally, he doesn't smoke or drink alcohol on weekdays. He doesn't even use some narcotics. He won't touch any addictive things.

But now, he seems to be addicted to an unpredictable thing.