What bad thoughts can a canary have?

The colorful fireworks flew into the sky, blooming like dandelion wings, falling down at a very fast speed, flickering outside the illuminated window.

Lin Fei was leaning on the sink, his hair was wet and messy in the bright mirror. On the way back, he bought a pack of cigarettes of an unknown brand and put it in his trousers pocket, but the lighter was in his coat. The blood, whether it was from Zhou Mian or Fu Shiyue, could drive him crazy.

He peeled off a cigarette paper with wet hands, and threw the shredded tobacco into his mouth. The rich bitterness irritated the palate, overwhelming the faint smell of blood left in his mouth, but his expression was calm, and he didn't care if he ate it like sugar.

Anger is a channel to vent emotions. Whether it is smashing things or quarreling, you can vent your emotions, but he doesn't even have the strength to be angry. Even if he burns down this suite tonight, let The bodyguard who hurt Zhou Mian paid with blood and kowtowed to admit his mistake. Fu Shiyue would not say a word.

But what's the point?

Lin Fei felt that he was like a fish in an ornamental fish tank. He tried his best to hit the glass, and his head was bleeding. All are the best, cared for carefully and tenderly. From the perspective of others, this owner is impeccable. This fish does not know what is good or bad, but who ever thought about why he bumped into the fish tank?

His roar shook the sky and the earth, and his voice was hoarse, but it was just a string of bubbles in the fish tank, without any meaning.

The bathroom door knocked regularly, and Fu Shiyue asked softly, "Lin Fei?"

Lin Fei spit out the tobacco in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, the bright fireworks outside the window jumped up, and fell for a moment, the dazzling red light illuminated his dark and moist eyes, his skin was white, clear and clean, the only thing that stood out was The color is vivid lips, and the whole face is intense and bright, blooming like a rich rose.

He unsnapped the lock and opened the door. Fu Shiyue was taller than him, and his silk bathrobe was casually tied. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. Now he leaned against the door frame and measured him to make sure that nothing was wrong. "I thought you were asleep. It's dangerous to fall asleep in the bathtub."

Lin Fei glanced at the thin gauze wrapped around his tiger's mouth, walked forward without looking back, and asked mockingly, "Is it dangerous to be with you?"

"Stay with me, I won't let you get hurt." Fu Shiyue turned his face away, following his back.

Lin Fei reached into his coat pocket and took out the lighter. With the cigarette in his mouth, he lit the cigarette butt with a "click", and leaned back on the sofa, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

Fu Shiyue stared at his familiar posture, frowned, took a cigarette from his mouth from behind, and suddenly lowered his voice a few degrees, "What's wrong?"

Lin Fei leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his face to see his serious expression, burst out laughing, and reached for the cigarette in his hand, "Boss Fu, no matter how bad I am, how can I be as bad as you?"

Fu Shiyue raised his wrist, and the cigarette went into the trash can neatly. Lin Fei took out another one indifferently. Fu Shiyue frowned, and grabbed the cigarette case and lighter together, and said patiently: "Smoking is very harmful to the body. .”

"I want to die early and get rid of your control as soon as possible." Lin Fei said flatly.

Fu Shiyue lowered his head, staring at him with his deep eyes for a moment, Lin Fei raised his jaw under the pressured eyes, provocatively brightly, Fu Shiyue held his face with both hands, and kissed him fiercely, stirring his mouth Strong nicotine breath, biting hard and pecking gently, switching back and forth quickly, like a dual personality.

Lin Fei was forced to raise his face high, unable to refuse, the tip of his tongue was numb, his breathing was rough, "Let me go."

Fu Shiyue turned a deaf ear, pinched his cheeks, forced him to open his mouth, and tasted it inside and out, with that kind of stern force, like a group of very hungry wolves, trying to swallow him whole. generally.

Lin Fei was dizzy and blinded by the kiss. He raised his hand and slapped him heavily. Fu Shiyue didn't dodge at all. He didn't care about the hot cheeks at all, and concentrated on kissing Lin Fei, trying to win the sweetness that had been obtained through untold hardships.

Lin Fei suddenly remained motionless, like a puppet being manipulated by others, the kiss that chased and devoured him gradually slowed down, Fu Shiyue touched the corner of his emotionless mouth greedily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't do this to me."

"I want to sleep, I'm very tired today." Lin Fei wiped his wet chin and said calmly.

Fu Shiyue was silent for a few seconds, reached out to rub his wet hair, and smiled, "I'll dry your hair for you before going to bed."

Lin Fei stayed in this posture, closed his eyes, didn't say a word, let Fu Shiyue bring the hair dryer, ran his slender fingers through his hair, and the hum of the hair dryer coaxed his ears, gently and carefully, bit by bit Blow dry and fluffy.

Before falling asleep, Fu Shiyue told a bedtime story vividly as usual, as if nothing had happened. Lin Fei turned a deaf ear to him and didn't give him any response. His velvety eyelashes were dyed golden yellow, casting a small shadow under his eyes, inexplicably Holy and pure.

Fu Shiyue looked at him quietly, a sense of powerlessness filled his heart. He knew the darkness of human nature and was especially good at manipulating people's hearts. Played by him in the palm of his hand, he has never tried to miss.

Lin Fei is a beautiful bug in his life, every thing he does that Fu Shiyue thinks is right, pushes this person further and further away, like a bubble in water, he wants to hold it firmly, but speeds up the bubble the passage of time.

As if he was doing a simple math problem, he used the most difficult method to solve the problem. Now he wants to turn around, but there are endless equations in front of him. Some things are wrong at the beginning, and he is destined to not be able to start over.

Lin Fei did not return with the school group, but changed to a private jet the next day and flew to the District of Columbia to participate in the three-month NASA internship program. The suitcase changed from one to four, and the clothes he ordered before attending the dinner last time were neatly arranged They were stacked together, and the tall bodyguards carried them and stuffed them into the storage door.

The cold wind on the tarmac was howling, and the cold wind penetrated into Lin Fei's collar. Fu Shiyue stretched out his hand, and pulled the zipper of the jacket down to his neck, and said in a warm voice: "Auntie's cooking skills don't suit your taste, please tell me. Call me anytime with questions."

"Of course, you can hit me when you miss me." He smiled, the dimples on his cheeks were elegant and charming.

Lin Fei kept his hands in his pockets and remained silent.

Fu Shiyue held the back of his head and pulled him into his arms. There were people all around him. Lin Fei pressed his cheek against his sharp jaw and leaned back an inch, trying to distance himself, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Fu Shiyue hugged him tightly, not giving an inch, and asked persistently, "Is it okay if I hug you?"

Lin Fei froze and let him hug him. Through the thin shirt, touching his strong chest, he could almost hear Fu Shiyue's strong heartbeat. He raised his head and bumped into those unkind eyes. Look at him well.

"Lin Fei, I will miss you."

Lin Fei felt an inexplicable soreness in his heart, forced himself to look away, and said calmly, "I won't miss you."

"I think you're enough."

Fu Shiyue withdrew his hand reluctantly, recalling the remaining warmth in his arms, and whispered: "I will call you every day, and when I finish my work, I will come to accompany you."

Lin Fei stepped up the airstairs without looking back, and disappeared step by step from Fu Shiyue's sight.

As the most cutting-edge company in the world, but also the most romantic company in the world, NASA has an unusually high threshold. In this internship team, only Lin Fei has an Asian face, and he is the youngest, and he is not from Harvard at the same time. Even Stanford, at worst it has to be the University of Science and Technology, where top talents from all over the world gather together.

Lin Fei was assigned to the Jet Propulsion Laboratory managed by the Institute of Technology. The main task is divided into two parts, one is to observe unknown planets, and the other is to operate part of the deep space network to promote astronomical tasks.

Lin Fei was not yet happy about this matter, the reason for asking for leave on the leave note was posted in the class group, and someone posted it on the Internet, people who didn't know him thought he had a deep background, and those who knew the name would have their jaws drop in shock , especially in Qiantang High School, as expected, it is not easy to transfer students. They hid their secrets and lurked in the high school for a semester, and disappeared without a sound. There was still a cry on the campus confession wall that the school lost a handsome guy. Unexpectedly, a big news came out of the blue!

This promotion from a handsome guy to a male god is not only a male god, but also a male god of Qiantang High School. This prefix is ​​indispensable. Those who know him and those who don’t know him, but anyone who has spoken a few words with him can become a male god. For bragging rights, my classmate won the Innovation Award in the robot competition, and now he is doing an internship at NASA. Rounding it up, it is about the same as going to a school with such a powerful person, and I am also very good!

It's not that Lin Fei is open-minded, it's just that he has seen a lot of the world recently, and he is handy enough to deal with everything that happens with ease.

While he was practicing, he took time to take the driver's license test. On the day he got his driver's license, Lin Fei picked up a new car from the 4S store, paid with his card, took the car keys, bent down, got into the car, and walked out of the store in one go.

The car drove into the main city, and the gorgeous street scenes on both sides quickly receded. He was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and took out his phone with the other hand to turn it off, and casually threw it on the co-pilot.

The earrings were shining brightly under the windshield. He glanced at them, resting his elbows lazily on the window glass, and just drove slowly, from dusk to dusk, all the way forward.

Feeling tired, he found a hotel to check in at random, refueled without gas, and ate when he was hungry. This continued until one morning three days later, he was sleeping soundly in bed, and a slight knock on the door woke him up.

Lin Fei immediately sat up from the bed, looked at the time on the phone, took out the notepad in the phone, quickly calculated a number in his mind, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and recorded that the reaction speed was 81 hours.

On the premise that success cannot be confirmed, he cannot tolerate any failure.

Lin Fei washed his face and slowly opened the door. As he expected, there was a well-dressed and well-dressed Secretary Bai standing outside the door. He held up the phone with a smile and handed it to him, "Boss Fu's number."

Lin Fei took the mobile phone, turned around and walked into the room. No one was going to sit in the chair. Hearing Fu Shiyue's angry voice, he asked in a restrained and pleasant voice, "What are you doing?"

"Let's relax." Lin Fei said the words flatly.

Secretary Bai followed him in, scanned the simple and clean room, and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see any luggage.