What bad thoughts can a canary have?

The cold wind passed through the street in the dark night, and the smiling and joyful boys and girls rushed out the door with the smell of hot pot all over their bodies. Lin Fei shivered from the cold, and consciously buttoned up his buttons.

He didn't want to return Fu Shiyue's message, let alone that hotel, but he had nowhere to go in a foreign country.

After seeing the tracker, he calmed down quickly. So many horrible things happened one after another in his life that the appearance of the tracker was so reasonable.

It's like a bad fruit suddenly grows on a tree, he will be surprised, but the tree is full of bad fruits, which only means that the tree is rotten from the root, and can only be pulled out and started again.

The bodyguards at the entrance of the hotel waited for a long time, holding two exquisite and beautiful flower baskets, congratulating Lin Fei for being the best debater. He took the room card and swiped it straight to the suite on the top floor without even looking at it.

The curtains in the room are half-closed, and the dark blue night is shining brightly. The wooden coffee table is covered with a transparent glass cover, and there are plates of delicious and lovely desserts inside.

The notebook on the desk was glowing with a faint blue light. Lin Fei scanned around and didn't see Fu Shiyue. He was about to turn around and go out when suddenly a burst of warmth enveloped him and he was hugged from behind. The faint bath liquid smelled dry. Fu Shiyue The water droplets on his hair hit his delicate neck, occupying his breath everywhere.

"Why are you wearing so thin?"

A gentle voice came from above Lin Fei's head.

Lin Fei remained motionless and kept his eyes fixed, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Fu Shiyue's warm breath came close to his ear, "Congratulations, you performed very well today."

The strong arms around his waist tightened, and Lin Fei turned his face away, only to realize that Fu Shiyue was not wearing a shirt, and the bath towel was loosely tied around his narrow waist. He glanced over and said without emotion, "Thank you."

Fu Shiyue raised his hand and turned his face away, with a smile in his eyes, "Did you have fun with your classmates?"

"Happy." Lin Fei replied blankly, extremely happy.

"Would you like to eat dessert before going to bed?"

"No."

"Do you want to take a bath?"

"Need not."

There was silence in the air for a few seconds, Fu Shiyue stared straight at Lin Fei's calm face, his heart felt sore, a sense of frustration that he had never experienced hit him, and a premonition told him that Lin Fei, who loved to act coquettishly and mischievously, was gone forever. After returning, all he could figure out was Lin Fei who was made up of hatred and numbness.

what is this?

The suffocating atmosphere was interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone. Lin Fei took out a series of unfamiliar numbers. He swiped to hang up, but Fu Shiyue's deep voice rang in his ears, "Go ahead, the number belongs to Zhou Mian's mother."

Surprised, Lin Fei pressed the connect button casually, and Zhou's mother's hurried voice came from there, "Lin Fei, have you seen Zhou Mian? I called him and no one answered..."

"Auntie, don't worry, I saw Zhou Mian just now." Lin Fei lied and held Zhou's mother steady, "Maybe I just lost my phone, I'll go to his room to look for him later."

Zhou's mother was so anxious that she was about to cry, "He calls me every night to report that he is safe. I have waited for a long time tonight, and I have called him many times, but no one answered. Go and see him!"

"Okay, Auntie, wait for me to call you back."

Lin Fei hung up the phone, frowned, found Zhou Mian's number in the address book, and was about to make a try, when a hand crossed his shoulder to wrap his thin and clean hand, Fu Shiyue touched his earlobe with his lips, He whispered, "I'll take you to see him."

two hours ago.

In the empty underground parking lot, Fu Shiyue leaned against the car door and looked at the phone quietly. As time passed, the screen of the phone automatically turned off, and a pair of cold and gloomy eyes were reflected on the pitch-black screen.

There was a sound of footsteps floating back and forth in the silent space, Zhou Mian ran up to him, out of breath, with his hands on his knees, panting, "Uncle..."

Fu Shiyue held the phone with one hand, and looked at him with half-folded arms leisurely, "What's wrong?"

"I want to talk to you about Lin Fei." Zhou Mian stood up straight, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Fu Shiyue glanced at the phone that had not received a reply, and slowly turned his head, "Lin Fei?"

Zhou Mian frowned, and said solemnly, "I don't know what's going on between you two, but he has been in a bad mood for the past few days. He is my best friend. Although you are my uncle, I will I will never tolerate you bullying him."

Fu Shiyue raised his eyebrows, childish and ridiculous, "Well, what then?"

Zhou Mian stared at him seriously, with a slight warning: "Although he looks soft and easy to bully, only I can bully him. Whoever dares to bully him, I will fight him hard."

Fu Shiyue said with a half-smile, "You really like him very much."

If Lin Fei had seen his gloomy expression, he would have known that something was wrong, but Zhou Mian was still too tender to receive any danger signals at all.

Zhou Mian looked away in shame, and complained in a tone, "You already knew that I liked him, and under the guise of helping me chase him, you ended up doing it yourself."

Fu Shiyue corrected him slowly, "I never said to help you chase him."

Zhou Mian was a little unhappy, "The rabbit still knows not to eat the grass by the side of the nest, it's good for you..."

Fu Shiyue indifferently stopped what he was about to say, "Before speaking, see your identity clearly, and measure whether you are worthy or not."

Zhou Mian gritted his teeth suddenly like a firecracker, "I'm better than you, you can even kill my good friend, how old is Lin Fei, you're too much!"

Fu Shiyue chuckled lightly, not paying attention.

This arrogant and contemptuous attitude once again angered Zhou Mian, and he clenched his fists loudly, "Lin Fei and I have a better relationship than Lin Fei and you. We have been friends for five or six years, and you only know each other... "

Fu Shiyue reached the limit patiently, unbuttoned his shirt with a tight neckline, and said in an unhurried manner: "Let me answer your question, the reason why Lin Fei is in a bad mood is because I showed him your family's investment account, and the current debt 2000 million, I did it on purpose, if he dares to leave me, I will let your family go bankrupt."

Zhou Mian was stunned for a moment, then took a big stride, and rushed forward with all his strength, "You bastard!"

"Bang" with a loud noise.

From the nearest car, two tall and well-dressed bodyguards quickly grabbed Zhou Mian's arms from left to right, and threw the whole person on the pillar next to him.

Zhou Mianning struggled unyieldingly, and cursed hoarsely: "You dare to threaten him, I will fight you!"

Fu Shiyue sneered, looked down at the phone, and typed a line with one hand.

[u5805]: What dessert do you want?I'll bring it to you on the way back to the hotel.

After distributing the mobile phone and putting it in the pocket of his suit, Zhou Mian cursed endlessly, and the more he cursed, the more ugly he heard. He walked over without changing his face. Zhou Mian's face was full of bright red blood, and he hit the sharp wire on the wall, cutting a line on his head. With a bloody mouth and a collapsed nose bridge, he looked at him fiercely at this moment, "You are not a fucking human!!"

Fu Shiyue's eyes narrowed into a dangerous line, and his tone was calm, "You made me angry. I don't like it when you talk about Lin Fei's intimacy. He is not your person, and you are not qualified to say such things."

"Also." He paused, "Just because I don't interfere with Lin Fei's making friends doesn't mean I can tolerate people who covet him and become his friends."

At the end of his life, Zhou Mian became anxious and shouted angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

Fu Shiyue stared at his horrific face, and said with a low chuckle, "There is surveillance here. Based on what you said, breaking your leg would be considered self-defense."

Zhou Mian was shocked, and looked at him fixedly, as if he had never known this person in front of him.

In the hotel room at this moment, Fu Shiyue untied the bath towel in front of Lin Fei. Lin Fei glanced subconsciously, and immediately turned his face away to look out the window. Fu Shiyue opened the closet and took out a nightgown, and put it on his belt in a gentle manner, "He attacked I got a little hurt, don't worry."

In the suite next door to the hotel, Zhou Mian was lying on the sofa, with white gauze wrapped around his head, the wound had been treated briefly, his broken nose was black and blue, and his eyes were staring blankly.

Lin Fei frowned instantly, rushed up to see Zhou Mian's injury, put a strong hand on his waist, and pulled him into a warm embrace. Fu Shiyue hugged him tightly, "Don't move, he's fine."

Lin Fei tried his best to break the arm in his waist, Fu Shiyue refused to let go, the absolute suppression in front of the force made it difficult for him to move an inch, and he stopped in a low voice, "Let go."

Hearing a familiar voice, Zhou Mian moved his eyes blankly, and saw Fu Shiyue hugging Lin Fei, suddenly jumped up from the sofa, grabbed the glass ashtray on the coffee table, and shouted sharply: "Let him go!" !"

Fu Shiyue glanced at the "weapon" in his hand, and asked Lin Fei in a low voice, "He wants to attack me, did you see that?"

Lin Fei turned around and stared at him like a fierce little beast, "I want to see his wound."

Fu Shiyue raised his chin and stroked his cheek gently, his calm voice trembling slightly, "You should love me first, aren't you worried that I will get hurt?"

Lin Fei bit down on the soft part of his tiger's mouth, biting hard, venting the emotions accumulated for many days, Fu Shiyue gasped, did not dodge, and let him bite like he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from his body.

Until the slight smell of blood spread in his mouth, Lin Fei let go, glanced at the bloody part of the bite, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, "You are sick."

"Let go, I won't touch him, call an ambulance for him." Lin Fei took a deep breath and said.

The arms around the waist were loose, and the waist on both sides was sore. He looked at the pale Zhou Mian, sighed deeply in his heart, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number for the ambulance.

Fu Shiyue returned to a calm state, walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of whiskey, and poured it on the wound without pain for simple disinfection.

Seeing this smooth operation, Lin Fei was not surprised. He personally sent the silent Zhou Mian to the ambulance, got a roll of gauze from the nurse, went back to the room, and threw it on the coffee table without a sound.

He took off his clothes, lay down in the bathtub exhausted, looked at the patterns on the ceiling, and only counted three words in his chaotic mind.

Driver's license; air ticket; boat ticket.