What bad thoughts can a canary have?

At one o'clock in the morning, Lin Fei came home, threw his backpack at the entrance, turned on the light switch, and lay down on the sofa with his lower back against the back of the sofa. His skin and flesh that had just been tattooed were sensitive and tingling. He sat up and turned over the I was looking for a pack of cigarettes in the grocery basket, but I haven't smoked for a long time, so I couldn't find anything.

After turning the house upside down, he finally found a half-pack of cigarettes hidden in the kitchen at some time. He sat on the edge of the coffee table and lit himself. The snow-white fluorescent lamp hung down, and his black eyelashes covered his eyes, staring at the gap between the floor tiles. .

The cigarette ash fell on his trousers, and he brushed it off casually, raised his face slightly, puffed out the smoke with the cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly as the light flickered, until he finished smoking one cigarette.

Lin Fei got up to wash his face, and splashed water over and over again with his hands to wash away the sticky tears. The water dripped down his chin, and the eye sockets in the mirror were light red, which really didn't look like his own face.

He almost forgot when was the last time he cried. It was probably in the sixth grade of elementary school. He accidentally fell while riding a bicycle secretly. He wailed pretentiously, the more he cried, the more his grandparents felt sorry for him, and they turned around anxiously for him. From then on, no matter how painful he was, he would not shed tears.

What can cry for?

Tears don't solve anything.

Therefore, he didn't quite understand why he was crying, nor did he understand that his heart was sour, and he was even less willing to admit that a kind of intense disappointment and hatred were mixed in his heart.

It's like a play, only when you really enter the role can you make your opponent believe it is true and perform this play perfectly.

It's just that I didn't expect that someone like him would get into the drama too deeply.

useless.

……

It was gloomy and rainy, and there was no business in the tattoo shop on the commercial street. The girl was sitting at the door, happily sharing gossip with her little sister.

The two were having a good chat. Two men turned up on the steps of the corridor. In front was a man in a black windbreaker with thin eyes, looking like a movie star. Behind him was a bodyguard, holding a black umbrella.

Fu Shiyue looked sideways at the house number and walked straight to the door of the tattoo shop. The girl saw that he was tall and handsome, well-dressed, and someone was holding an umbrella. She looked like a fat sheep, and asked with a smile, "Handsome guy, do you have any tattoos?"

"Inquire about one thing." Fu Shiyue paused, "A kid came to get a tattoo yesterday, and I want to know what he got tattooed on."

The girl took out her mobile phone and found out the photos taken yesterday, "There was a client yesterday, look, he said it was her boyfriend's surname code."

Fu Shiyue turned his head to the side to measure it carefully, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Very beautiful, your craftsmanship is good."

"I'm also very satisfied. I plan to use it as a promotional photo and post it at the door." The girl shook her phone showing off.

Fu Shiyue stared at the photo, and took out the phone from the windbreaker pocket, "No, I will pay you a price and delete the photo after I pay you."

The girl looked at him in surprise, "You know him?"

Fu Shiyue tapped his chin, opened WeChat, and swipe towards the cashier code at the counter, "What's the price?"

"Ah?" Not only the girl was stunned when she saw a string of zeros, but the little sisters next to her were also stunned. The price was higher than their three-year income.

Fu Shiyue made the payment, and took the mobile phone from the stunned girl's hand arbitrarily, and transferred the photos to himself via Bluetooth, and simply deleted them as a backup, "Do you have a backup?"

"No...no." When the girl heard the transfer reminder on her mobile phone, she was dizzy from the sudden huge amount of income.

Fu Shiyue handed the phone back to her, threatening, "If I see this photo elsewhere, I will be angry, understand?"

The girl nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Are you his boyfriend?"

Fu Shiyue recalled Lin Fei's confession in the car on his birthday. At that time, he did not deny the title, "Yes."

The girl hugged her cornucopia-like mobile phone tightly, "Are you having any conflicts?"

Fu Shiyue turned his head to look at the pouring rain, his throat was itchy, "Well, I made him cry."

The composition of tears is simple, and can be classified as weak acid chemically, without any harm. However, this weak acid dripped on the back of his hand, but it turned into corrosive sulfuric acid. He washed his hands repeatedly, but it was counterproductive. Climbing from the back of the hand to the bottom of the heart.

So, he checked the course of action after Lin Fei left yesterday, and stayed in this tattoo shop for two hours, wondering what Lin Fei had done.

The answer made his chest tingle and tremble like a violin string.

The girl hesitated to speak, "You persuade him not to get tattooed."

Fu Shiyue was stunned, his breathing stopped suddenly, "Tattoo removal?"

"Yeah! I just finished tattooing for him, and I envy you for his sweet smile. You said you would get married after graduating from college, but you came back to do it later. I don't know what to say!" The girl shook her head. ,sigh.

Fu Shiyue pushed up his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose shortly, and his voice was so soft that it was inaudible, as if he was asking himself or others, "Why do you need to wash?"

The answer is obvious.

If there is no such sentence, it should be that seeing this tattoo between the sheets, those spotless eyes will be triumphant, throwing his arms around his neck, and asking him with a smile if he wants to break his leg.

Fu Shiyue clearly and deeply realized that Lin Fei liked him.

For almost 30 years, the only one in the world who really liked him.

It was a kind of frankness and eagerness, treating each other with sincerity, and pleasing each other in every possible way. Nothing is more precious than the feelings of a young man.

The girl sighed, "Persuade him, don't come here for the remaining two times. I usually make people cry and cry when they have their tattoos done. He just came to get his tattoo done, and it hurts a lot more than others."

Fu Shiyue felt his throat tense, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts! He used the grinding wheel to grind the tattoo back and forth. He was quite pain-resistant, and he didn't shed a single tear. I was convinced!" the girl said.

Fu Shiyue lowered his eyes, his voice became hoarse, "He is intolerant of pain."

He turned and left. The bodyguard waiting at the stairs opened his umbrella. Fu Shiyue took the umbrella and walked down the stairs.

From the beginning of the chess game, Fu Shiyue had no intention of letting Lin Fei go, even less now.

The first time I met Lin Fei was the anniversary of Fu Shiyue's mother's death. That woman was so afraid of him that she would rather die than live with him. No one will love.

Even the last words are so ignorant, the so-called love and liking, biologically speaking, are nothing more than the primitive impulse brought by the hormones that promote reproduction, plus some excitement and happiness caused by dopamine and serotonin, the shelf life is two months to three years wait.

Lin Fei actually said that he loved him the first time they met. Fu Shiyue used some means to make this sentence come true. It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, it will fade away sooner or later.

This is not what he wants.

The important thing is that you can't escape, and you can't die.

Lin Fei played games all night, slept all morning the next day, woke up with sleepy eyes, reached out from the bedside table to touch the phone, WeChat was full of unread messages of congratulations, only Xia Chi sent a dozen of them, inexplicably, pulled all the way to low.

The earliest message.

[Principal Qian]: A mapping company contacted me and wanted to buy Alpha's patent. The bid was very reasonable. Come to the school when you have time.

Lin Fei felt as if he had a bad cold and healed in an instant. Sure enough, money is omnipotent. He sent a message to Principal Qian and left everything to the wily old fox. He will not interfere in such matters.

Although Xiang Di has a cheap mouth, there is a saying that is true. He is young, good-looking, and smart. This is the greatest capital. People who like him will catch a lot of them. They will live a good life and not enjoy it. What a pity.

Why give up an entire forest for one tree?

So, he immediately packed up and went out, and wanted to ask Zhou Mian to go to the video game city to play video games, but since that birthday party, the two of them completely lost contact. Now in this situation, he doesn't want to face Zhou Mian for the time being.

Grab random people on WeChat, and ask Xia Chi, who has sent the most messages, to go to the video game city to play video games together, and Xia Chi agrees almost instantly.

When he got there, Xia Chi was engrossed in playing Happy Snare Drum King with great relish, and a few elementary school students lined up behind him eagerly. Lin Fei stretched his arms and put them on his shoulders, "Is it interesting for you to play this?"

Xia Chi threw away the drumstick, looked at him with bright eyes, and congratulated him sincerely, "Congratulations Lin Fei, you are going to get rich!"

Lin Fei picked up the drumstick with one hand, bowed his waist and watched the Pleasant Goat song on the screen, and beat the rhythm for a while, "Not necessarily, it's not the time to be happy yet."

"Principal Qian will definitely succeed!"

"With your good words, you don't have to go to class today?" Lin Fei asked for a three-month vacation, and he is still on vacation.

Xia Chi smiled, "I got the first grade in the monthly exam, so give myself a day off to rest."

Lin Fei had no scruples, "Didn't you always take the second place in the exam?"

Xia Chi was very embarrassed, "After what happened to Zhao Jingtai, he took a long vacation. In fact, he is quite pitiful."

"It's not that someone forced him to do it, what's so pitiful?" Lin Fei didn't care.

Xia Chi was stunned, "He was beaten like that, isn't that pitiful?"

"He was beaten?"

"You don't know?" Xia Chi showed him the phone, there were several photos of Zhao Jingtai's nosebleed, both sides of his face were swollen like a pig's head, his mouth was swollen and pouted, and there was only a slit left in his eyes, looking at how many times he had been beaten Mouth.

Lin Fei was surprised, "When did it happen?"

"During the robot competition, Zhao Jingtai posted the photo to the campus group. Everyone was shocked. After inquiring, they found out that he had entered the police station. I don't know who beat him like this, and even took a picture of him and posted it in the group." Xia Chi was still in fear.

Lin Fei vaguely had an answer in his mind. The so-called ink on Fu Shiyue's body was Zhao Jingtai's nosebleed, right?He didn't want to think about anything related to this person at this time.

Xia Chi's heart was as thin as silk, "Lin Fei, your eyes are a little red, are you okay?"

Lin Fei shrugged, put his hands in his coat pockets, leisurely, no one could tell that he was a broken-hearted person, "I played games last night."

"You don't want your eyes?" Xia Chi was concerned.

Lin Fei lowered his head and smiled, and took it lightly, "I might sell the patent and get rich immediately, please play live CS, will you come?"

Xia Chi has a simple mind and is easy to fool around, but anyone who is older and has more life experience can tell at a glance that Lin Fei's eyes are definitely not from playing games.

Violence is one of the ways to relieve depression. Zhou Mian knew that Lin Fei was very good at playing this type of game, but Xia Chi didn't know that Lin Fei was confiscated and played today. He played aggressively and fiercely. He didn't think about cover at all. Offensive, the marksmanship is extremely accurate, a child with one shot, and a group of passers-by who formed a team with them, about the same age, the whole body was covered with paint bombs, like falling into a dye vat, the game experience is poor, some people Almost cried.

Xia Chi dazzled his eyes, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

After finishing work, Lin Fei returned home in a good mood.

The rain was heavier than when we went out, like an endless net, the trees in the community were rustling, it was late, and the parking lot was sparsely populated. Lin Fei was holding an umbrella and wearing a white bluetooth headset. As for not noticing the familiar license plate until he approached the black car.

The window of the driver's seat was open, his elbow was pressed against the glass, and the windbreaker was wetted by the splashing rain, but Fu Shiyue didn't notice it.

Lin Fei was caught off guard and met his eyes in the rear-view mirror, was slightly startled, without squinting, and walked straight forward.

Fu Shiyue opened the umbrella and stepped out of the car. A tall and broad figure stood in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The tattoo is very beautiful, I like it very much."

Lin Fei put the umbrella on his shoulder, felt a dull pain in the back of his waist, and said expressionlessly: "It's useless if you like it, you can't see it anymore."

Fu Shiyue took a few steps forward, and the black umbrella covered Lin Fei's umbrella, forming a dark color on top of Lin Fei's head, revealing that his already white face was bloodless, Fu Shiyue turned his head and looked at him almost tenderly, " Washing tattoos hurts the skin, I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"

"Or should I bring the doctor to your house?"

Gentle and strong, it seems to give a choice, but in fact there is no choice, Lin Fei jumped out of this trap, "I don't choose anything, I don't want to be a pet anymore, I want to be a human now."

Fu Shiyue lowered his eyes and saw that Lin Fei's face was calm and unwavering. He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "Okay, I will respect you in the future, can you go to the hospital with me now?"

"We broke up." Lin Fei said clearly, Fu Shiyue is his best friend's uncle, and he didn't want to make things too ugly.

Fu Shiyue thought about these five words, and reached out to touch his face. Lin Fei turned his head to avoid it, and he stroked his soft hair instead, "I told you, breaking up with me can only be done until death."

His fingertips were cool and brushed like the tip of a knife. Lin Fei smelled the familiar and pleasant men's perfume, "Is this the law? Can't it be violated?"

"This is not the law, this is our agreement."

Fu Shiyue held up his chin with one hand, and there was indescribable emotion in his eyes, "I knew it the first time I saw you, you will never leave me."

This weird atmosphere was so wrong, Lin Fei backed away subconsciously, Fu Shiyue pinched his chin violently, the originally gentle eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a kind of bone-chilling cruelty, "Be good, don't hide."

An intuition reminded Lin Fei that the situation was dangerous. His body stiffened almost like a biological instinct, and he stared straight at the strange yet familiar face in front of him. How could there be someone who has no transition between the two extreme emotions?

Fu Shiyue slowly let go of his hand, and rubbed the soft skin of his cheek with his fingertips, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have described you like that yesterday, I like you very much, can you go to the doctor with me obediently?"

Lin Fei felt that it was Fu Shiyue, not himself, who should see a doctor. He took a deep breath and mustered up his courage, "I want to go home."

"Okay, I'll see you off." Fu Shiyue smiled at him, with the big black umbrella propped on top of his head considerately.

Lin Fei suppressed the urge to sprint and run, and tried his best to hold the umbrella with his fingers, controlling himself to look at the road ahead as if nothing had happened.

Walking downstairs like this, Lin Fei turned around and turned his back to the wall instead of this unpredictable man. He closed his umbrella and said casually, "I'm here, you don't need to see it off."

Fu Shiyue hummed, pushed open the door of the entrance unit in a gentlemanly manner, and told him softly, "I'm sorry, because I let you get caught in the rain, remember to dry your hair first when you go back."

Lin Fei walked in sideways, calculating the frequency of his steps in his mind, when he would be out of Fu Shiyue's sight, and that deep and pleasant voice sounded from behind, "Lin Fei, I sent you an email in the car, you haven't read it yet. Are you there?"

"Remember to check, I'm waiting for you at the hospital I took you to last time, do you remember the address?"

"I'll watch." Lin Fei agreed absent-mindedly, walked around the corner, quickened his pace suddenly, and pressed the elevator button impatiently, very worried that something unexpected would happen and there would be no way to escape.

Until he got home again and locked the door, Lin Fei leaned against the door and let out a deep breath.

It was the first doubt that he really knew Fu Shiyue?

How can someone be gentle and cruel, affectionate and ruthless, and the opposite emotions can be seamlessly combined in the same person, is this really a normal person?

Although he doesn't understand psychology, Lin Fei also knows that this must be an unknown mental illness, psychopathy, what kind of person has he been in love with for so long?

Lin Fei opened a can of Coke, looked up and drank it, calmed down for a while, took out his mobile phone and opened the mailbox he hadn't logged in for a long time, which came from an unread email half an hour ago.

He was drinking Coke, and the mail was a compressed file, divided into two files, one called "Breakdown" and the other "Prison Disaster".

No matter how you look at it, neither of these words seems like a good thing.

Lin Fei stabilized his mind, clicked on Bankruptcy, and saw rows of scanned files and bills, transactions on a certain Bitcoin platform, tens of millions of dollars were lost, and the minimum amount was sold , Buying at the highest price, it can be seen that the head of the household deliberately compensated, and now has a debt of 2000 million after the liquidation.

The name of the head of the household is familiar. Lin Fei has seen Zhou Mian's mother in the household registration book of Zhou Mian's family.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and quickly clicked on the prison, this time it was a 2-minute surveillance video.

It's actually... It's He Yanning?

In the surveillance screen, He Yanning walked into a research and development room full of instruments, and there was no one there. He was about to turn around and go out, but suddenly received a call. After a few seconds, he hung up, walked to the desk and looked through the folder , picked up a sealed file and walked out.

Attached to the video is a complaint with the official seal of Career's legal department, suing He Yanning, an employee of the research institute, for violating commercial secrets.

The person who sent this email thoughtfully attached a successful case with a prison term ranging from three to seven years.

Lin Fei suddenly closed his cell phone, took a few deep breaths, grabbed his umbrella, rushed out the door quickly, hailed a taxi and rushed to the luxury private hospital he had been to.

The bright and clean hospital has no smell of disinfectant, and there are no patients with sad faces. The nurses have bright smiles, but Lin Fei feels that this place is eerie and frightening, filled with an unreasonable coldness.

The doctor who had seen his ankle and bandaged his arm was sitting idle in the office, with his legs crossed, looking through the patient files on the computer, when he heard a "bang" and a loud knock on the door, he turned his head and saw Lin Fei, who was looking worried. , stood up immediately, and said enthusiastically: "You are finally here, Mr. Fu just said hello, I will give you a checkup first."

"Where's Fu Shiyue?" Lin Fei sullenly called him by his first name for the first time.

Seeing that something was wrong, the doctor subconsciously glanced at the office. Lin Fei pushed the door open. Before he moved, he was grabbed by the wrist and pulled in without any explanation. Fu Shiyue pushed the door that was about to close automatically, and looked down at him. "Go and check first."

Lin Fei stared at him fixedly, "What does the email mean?"

Fu Shiyue scraped off the tip of his nose with his fingers, as if coaxing a child, "You do the examination first, and I will tell you."

Lin Fei realized that he couldn't see through this person at all. Without a word, he unzipped his jacket, took off his T-shirt, and lay on the hospital bed. Just now, the doctor walked over quickly and lifted his clothes, revealing a delicate waist , and then lifted it up to expose the entire back for easy inspection, holding the clothes with one hand, Fu Shiyue remained expressionless, "Okay, that's fine."

The fair skin was red and swollen, it would have been swollen after the tattoo, and he was polished by a special grinding wheel, the delicate skin was even more swollen, protruding like a rosebud, and the row of red cursive letters was clear and vivid.

Fu Shiyue's gaze was drawn slowly, and the palm of his hand was slowly stroked through the air. His heart was filled with soreness, and he asked him distressedly, "It must be very painful, right?"

Lin Fei was absent-minded, "I want to hear what's in the email."

Fu Shiyue came back to his senses, carried a chair to the hospital bed with one hand, sat down, and slowly touched his face with his fingertips, "One bankrupted your best friend, and the other person I hate went to jail for seven years."

Lin Fei remained motionless, restraining his breathing rhythm, "Zhou Mian is your nephew, He Yanning has no grievances with you, why did you do this?"

Fu Shiyue lifted his chin, looked at it seriously, and said in a very calm tone, "Don't be angry, I won't do this, just in case, as long as you don't leave, nothing will happen."

"You can call the police, and I hope you call the police." Fu Shiyue leaned close to his ear and said softly, "He touched your hand. I really want him to go to jail."

Lin Fei had a chill down his spine, and he really didn't know anything about the man in front of him. It was like sleeping in a python's den for a whole winter. He was still feeling warm when he was wrapped around a snake. When he suddenly opened his eyes, he realized that his life was hanging by a thread. a thought.

Never be with this person!

"Little Sweet Cake, you are too kind. I told you that kind people have bottom lines and principles, and this will become a weakness." Fu Shiyue touched his cold ears with his lips, felt a slight tremor, and said word by word: "I'm different, I have no weakness."