What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Under the eaves, the sun was dimly shining, half of Lin Fei's face was in the golden light, his eyebrows were open, and he was acting blatantly.

No matter how bad Xiangdi said, he remained motionless, trapped between his arms, staring straight at Xiangdi's expression, and soon, Xiangdi looked behind him, from anger to surprise, and then to surprise Turn into implicit expectation.

The soft lawn concealed the sound of footsteps, and a tall shadow pressed down on top of Lin Fei's head, covering the sky and the sun, and the masculine aura coming towards him was full of oppression.

With a smile hidden in the corner of Di's mouth, he added oil and vinegar, "Mr. Fu, I didn't do anything. Your kid said he wanted to show me his true colors."

Fu Shiyue said softly "Oh?", folded his arms, and looked at Lin Fei, "Whose real face?"

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Fei suddenly approached, and Xiang Di was caught off guard by the hot breath on his cheeks. Before he realized what happened, Fu Shiyue grabbed Lin Fei's back collar with one hand, and forcibly separated the distance between the two of them. , straight to the point, "You want to make me angry."

"Yes." Lin Fei readily admitted.

Fu Shiyue raised his eyebrows, and said in a calm tone, "It's too obvious that you want to use me as a weapon."

Lin Fei stared straight at him with black and white eyes, "Yes, you know that I deliberately made you angry, but you are still angry."

"Are you so sure? Huh?" Fu Shiyue smiled casually.

The chat between the two of them was like an encrypted conversation, and Xiang Di couldn't understand a word. He looked at Fu Shiyue's back with a smile, "Boss Fu, please discipline your little friend so that he doesn't behave so casually in the future. I'll just pay it back today. If Boss Yao It’s over, Mr. Yao just said it himself, he likes this kind of sweet and spicy food.”

"Mr. Yao is so perverted. Mr. Fu, you must be aware of it. If you mess with him, then your kid will lose his skin." Xiang Di threw stones into the well one by one.

Fu Shiyue's back paused slightly.

He turned his head slowly, the dark shadow of the eaves enveloped his side face, his jaw line was tight, his eyes were dark and fierce, dangerous like a jackal aiming at his prey, and he was as calm as usual, "Stay away, it's not for you to talk,"

Xiangdi's whole body felt cold, not cold, but primitive fear. He involuntarily hugged his trembling arm, and wanted to say something, but at the critical moment, his mind went blank.

"Do you want me to repeat it again?" Fu Shiyue lowered his voice a few degrees, narrowed his eyes slightly, shaking his tail like a poisonous rattlesnake, "don't let me see you in the future."

Xiang Di was stunned for a few seconds, the person he had known for ten years in broad daylight was completely strange, like a person he had never seen before, he was frightened like a gangrene, following him like a shadow, his eyes were red, and the tears of fear could not stop Falling down in a controlled manner, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he retreated tremblingly, and fled the scene as quickly as if he had seen a ghost.

Lin Fei hadn't asked him for the bet yet, and felt a little regretful. His chin was lifted by a gauze-wrapped hand, and Fu Shiyue asked him softly, "Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied." Lin Fei was not only out for revenge, but also sincerely wanted to repay his kindness, helping Xiang Di to see his former friends clearly so that he would not die in the future without knowing how he died.

Another point is that he didn't like the familiar and intimate tone of Xiangdi and Fu Shiyue when he spoke, and he was uncomfortable listening to it.

Lin Fei stretched his waist long and proudly played it just right, "I'm so tired, I want to go home."

"Hang on, wait until I finish one thing." Fu Shi Yuequ tapped his forehead with his finger, turned and walked to the court, where several players who had just finished playing were drinking coffee under the umbrella.

The Mr. Yao mentioned by Xiang Dikou is very famous in the Qiantang circle. In recent years, he has made a fortune in real estate. He has a lot of money, but he has no culture and has no status in the upper circle. He is nicknamed a local tyrant behind his back. Only friends can get in touch with these resident members, and few people think highly of him.

Mr. Yao played poor polo, and he was responsible for half of the loss today. He was standing on the lawn, holding a cue and concentrating on practicing his swing.

"You're not holding the pole right."

Mr. Yao turned his head and smiled openly, not knowing that disaster was imminent, "Ah! Mr. Fu!"

Fu Shiyue held a delicate wooden cue with one hand, pointing at the ball on the ground with his jaw, "When holding the club, buckle your thumb into the protective rope, and then wrap the protective rope around the back of your hand, so that the club will not fall off when exerting force."

Mr. Yao suddenly realized, "No wonder I couldn't hit the ball just now, and I was still thinking about how to make a little boy play like this..."

"He is very powerful."

Thinking of Lin Fei, Fu Shiyue smiled slightly, turned his wrists and flexed his muscles, "I'll just demonstrate once, you learn carefully."

Mr. Yao hurriedly took a few steps back, watching eagerly.

Fu Shiyue glanced at him, grasped the club with gauze-wrapped hands, and swung it to the end gracefully, like a slow-motion shot in a movie. Mr. Yao watched the snow-white ball spin and fly towards him, like a flying bird with wings spread. For the white dove, he only heard the sound of the gust of wind and the astonished cries of the people around him.

"Ah!!!" Mr. Yao screamed heartbreakingly, his face was as red as a pig's kidney, his hands covered the key parts, and he crawled on the ground and rolled on his back in an instant.

Fu Shiyue dropped the cue casually, and said without emotion, "Sorry, I hurt my hand and didn't aim."

Someone at the scene hurriedly contacted the club's medical team. Mr. Yao's face blushed and turned white with pain, and he screamed.

Lin Fei fixedly stared in that direction, shaking goosebumps all over his body, feeling that Mr. Yao deserved it, and also felt that Mr. Yao was pitiful.

Fu Shiyue walked towards him and put his arm around his shoulder, "Alright, let's go home."

Lin Fei smelled a faint smell of blood, and the gauze overflowed with a dazzling blush, and hissed softly, "Uncle Fu, aren't you worried that everyone will see your true face?"

"You don't have to always think that my true face will be discovered by others. The exchange of interests is far more reliable than human relationships. Even if my medical records are plastered all over the streets and alleys tomorrow, I will not lose a partner." Fu Shiyue whispered to his ear, He said slowly: "So you don't have to go to that psychiatrist, at most let Cree's stock price drop a few points, be good, don't make me angry, I can't control myself all the time."

Lin Fei hummed, and was even more determined to meet that psychiatrist. There must be a big secret to make Fu Shiyue so afraid.

After the transfer to Linjiang City International School was approved, Lin Fei had to report on time on Tuesday. Tonight was the last night in Qiantang City, and he would completely become a student of the International School after tomorrow.

He didn't have any luggage, and his own clothes were a few pieces of the season, and the custom-made clothes were exquisite workmanship, and they would not be available for a while, and he didn't need anything else. The only thing he wanted to bring, Alpha, couldn't be brought into school.

Lin Fei read the curriculum on the Internet. Compared with ordinary high schools, the new school's curriculum is more complicated. Not only do you have to learn foreign high school courses, but you also need to learn art-related subjects, and are committed to changing a person from the inside out.

He stood under the shower, thinking about what would be a suitable elective. Equestrianism is a must. He has no interest in fencing, nor does he like the violin. Sailing is okay, and he can learn some art history and French. He doesn’t know when it will be useful. superior.

Just as he was in a trance, he was suddenly hugged tightly by the man from behind, his tight and warm skin pressed against him, Lin Fei froze suddenly, these days Fu Shiyue finished telling bedtime stories, the two of them slept in separate rooms, So much so that he almost forgot that this is a man with normal needs.

"I want to see your tattoo." Fu Shiyue said seriously.

Lin Fei took a deep breath, and kissed the back of his neck, spreading to the tattoo. He pecked lightly, and the warm breath sprinkled on it. The wound that had just healed was itchy and numb. He closed his eyes and let the flying Falling water sprinkled on the face, "Have you finished watching?"

Fu Shiyue stood up, saw his wet eyelashes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to check other places."

Lin Fei supported the cold tile wall with both hands, his cheeks were flushed by the warm wind, the alternation of cold and hot made him slightly dizzy, and he could clearly feel his heartbeat.

He knew what was going to happen, he warned rationally and soberly, but his body didn't want to resist, and was even looking forward to it, like a greedy cat smelling fish, and his body was completely dominated by instinct.

Fu Shiyue misses him even more. Although he can see clearly that it is nothing more than dopamine and hormones, he smells Lin Fei, touches the delicate skin, and the person in his arms breathes and has body temperature. The real existence is far more than those symbolic elements. The symbol made him unable to control himself.

At this moment, fear, hatred, disappointment, shame, regret, all kinds of emotions seem so false, only one thing is real, and that is joy, the joy that goes deep into the bone marrow.

……

Lin Fei's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand and was carried to the bed. Fu Shiyue took a bath towel and wiped him from head to toe. It was clean and glowing. He licked his lips endlessly, "I will give you Call and come to accompany you some time on the weekend."

"You are here to bully me." Lin Fei got into the bed naked, and the quilt covered his face, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.

Fu Shiyue couldn't stand his acting like a spoiled child, so he lifted the quilt and grabbed his ankle, pulled him to the edge of the bed, and asked calmly, "Is it still skinny?"

Lin Fei blinked, and lay flat on the bed, "My back hurts."

"Lie down, I'll rub it for you." Fu Shiyue lowered his head and smiled, and slowly rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas.

Lin Fei remained motionless, hooking his hands towards him, Fu Shiyue approached, put one hand on Lin Fei's cheek, and watched him condescendingly.

"I think you love me to death." Lin Fei pursed his lips after speaking, facing the hot and straightforward eyes.

Fu Shiyue's eyes focused on a light brown mole under his collarbone, as if he was staring at a black hole that could suck everything in, and he didn't deny it this time.

Lin Fei poked his chest with his fingertips, and said seriously: "Uncle Fu, you are wrong, your heart is not empty."

Fu Shiyue held his cool fingers and pressed them against his chest. His voice was very low, as dumb as the lowest strings, "My heart is not empty, but it is black. It has completely rotted and stinks long ago. How dare you Want it?"

"Do you dare to give it?" Lin Fei asked directly.

Fu Shiyue was quiet for a few seconds, then pointed out softly with a chuckle, "You are right, I fell in love with you at first sight."

Everyone who has known him since he was a child is greedy for his wealth, appearance, or pretending to be a gentle gentleman, but no one cares about his true nature.

Only on the day when he met Lin Fei, even though he showed his fierce face and was in a mess, Lin Fei didn't care, and hit him with an umbrella on the head, innocent and ignorant.

He had never wanted this man so badly.

If this isn't love, what is it?

This love is dark, obsessive, heavy, creepy, but still love, undeniable.

So Lin Fei's parents disappeared without a trace, Lin Fei's best friend turned against each other, the person who liked Lin Fei was in danger, Fu Shiyue was left alone in Lin Fei's world, and there was only this one person.

Everything he does is for this purpose.