What bad thoughts can a canary have?

"Grow up." Fu Shiyue slowly let go of his hand and looked at him without blinking.

Lin Fei lowered his eyes, lifted them up and glanced at him, politely reciprocated, "I'm getting old."

"You guys know each other?" Minister Meng recalled.

Fu Shiyue raised his wrist, casually loosened the wrist clasp of the watch, and caressed the palm of his fingertips without any trace. The remaining touch was soft and moist, "I know."

Lin Fei looked at the jumping numbers on the LED, and said without changing his face: "I have practiced in Career before."

Minister Meng was surprised, "When?"

Fu Shiyue stared at the back of Lin Fei's head, narrowing his eyes slightly, "It's been too long, Lin Fei, do you still remember?"

"Second year in high school." Lin Fei paused for a moment, the corners of his mouth curved slightly in a sneer, "Your Majesty Fu forgets too much."

Fu Shiyue looked away, looked at Minister Meng, and smiled, "Young talent."

Seeing Lin Fei's calm appearance, Minister Meng praised happily, "Mr. Fu, you don't know that the work of our Xiaolin nicknamed Research Institute is very likable."

"Really?" Fu Shiyue seemed very interested, and said slowly: "Lin Fei was very likable in high school."

Lin Fei snorted, and didn't give Fu Shiyue any extra eyes. The elevator arrived with a "ding", and he stepped out with long legs and walked out firmly. His back was straight and proud, with a sense of calmness.

Fu Shiyue stared at his back, his eyes were like a sharp knife, outlining his lines stroke by stroke, as if he wanted to carve it into his heart, until the elevator door closed, he slowly closed his eyes, exhale.

The elevator keeps going up.

The door opened again with a "ding", and the spacious and bright conference hall was empty.

The 50th anniversary celebration of the scientific research institute was dull and boring. The leaders at the top came to the stage one by one to give speeches with passion, and the people below drank wine and ate vegetables, so sleepy that they dozed off.

Lin Fei and his younger brother and younger sister drank a few glasses, leaned back on the chair absent-mindedly, twirled the red wine glass in his hand, and looked at the deep red swirl in the glass.

In the first month or two after he arrived in London, he dared not go out, open the curtains, or turn off the lights to sleep. He hid in a remote apartment room and lived on takeaway food every day. Fu Shiyue often appeared in his nightmares, and he was often afraid of waking up , this person sat quietly beside the bed.

Until he received the admission letter from Cambridge, it was the first time he walked out the door, the warm sun shone on his pale face, he was like a vampire who had just crawled out of the grave, standing under the sun and couldn't open his eyes.

He walked step by step, through the overcrowded King's College, through the long and narrow Trinity Alley, across the Bridge of Sighs, over the Eucharist Bell, and all the way to the quiet and flowing River of Cam.

In the reflection of the river water is a strange face, with disheveled hair that grows to the neck, the forehead hair covers the tired eyes, the lips are bloodless, and the spirit has disappeared from him completely. He is talented, but he has an old soul , He watched for a long time, from dusk to deep night.

On the way back, he bought a pair of scissors. He cut it in the mirror and said goodbye to his past self. He asked himself, the probability of one in 400 million was met by him.

After meeting new friends, wandering in the ocean of knowledge every day, and starting a new life, he gradually realized how beautiful life is.

Xia Chi took a box of milk, put it on the table in front of Lin Fei, stepped over the chair and sat down, "Don't just drink, drink some milk, it's good for the stomach."

Lin Fei opened the lid of the milk carton, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and asked casually, "You don't need to toast?"

"I'm not going." Xia Chi put his hands on the back of the chair and said, frowning, "I hate drinking with the leader the most. They say it's a wine table culture, but it's actually a display of power. Whether you can drink or not, you have to listen to me in front of me." From my point of view, the more you drink, the higher your obedience, even if you are dying of pain, you have to drink before you die."

Lin Fei chuckled, took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket, glanced at the time, "I'm leaving, I'll treat you to fruit tea tomorrow."

Xia Chi measured him again, Lin Fei's cheeks were fair, his breath was even, and he didn't smell heavy alcohol, so he asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to toast?"

Lin Fei pointed his fingers at the side of his forehead, and said calmly: "I need to use this place for my work. Drinking too much alcohol can easily affect the brain's ability to respond. All the bosses can understand me."

To put it bluntly, he has confidence and ability, he has the capital to move sideways, and no one can take him.

Xia Chi is like a little fan, with starry eyes, "Why are you so good?"

Lin Fei leaned back lazily on the back of his chair, and smiled softly, "I'm not very good. It took 20 years for the pre-research of the spaceflight series of Tianquan series, and ten years for the establishment of the project. This is the result of the efforts of two generations. The last Professor Yuegao discovered that the nitrogen in the hydrogen storage tank could not be replaced, which affected the purity of the gas. The people in the entire base did not sleep well for a month, and studied this issue day and night. Compared with these dedicated predecessors, I am very ordinary."

"Lin Fei, you are too modest, have you ever thought that because you have too many famous people around you, you have no references, and you have this illusion?" Xia Chi was surprised, tilting his head to think carefully, "We are classmates. Zhao Jingtai can't find an internship job now. Zhou Mianfu went to college. As for me, I'm already considered the best among my peers, far behind you."

This gap was not obvious back then. Lin Fei just won an award, met a famous professor, transferred to a better school, participated in a debate competition, and went to a company for an internship. There are more and more forks in the road, and when everyone wakes up, they can no longer see him in front of them.

Rome was not built in a day. Perhaps on the first day of enrolling in the attached high school, Lin Fei accidentally bumped into the Tesla car, and the gears of fate have already started to rotate. It is only now that everyone realizes that he is already on the branch. Phoenix, the winner in life in the eyes of everyone.

What Xia Chi said made some sense. Lin Fei still didn’t think he was great. He was able to enter the scientific research institute to take on important projects, and he was fortunate to contribute to the aerospace industry. It was because he stood on the shoulders of giants. What Xia Chi said was exaggerated.

Even he himself didn't know it, it was because of his modesty, his lack of arrogance and impetuosity that made him stand out from the crowd. It is often said that the highest state of beauty is beauty without knowing it, and the same is true for excellence. Make it even better.

Lin Fei walked to the underground parking lot, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call a driver, and saw two men standing not far away.

Fu Shiyue was leaning against a sleek black car, with a tall and slender silhouette, holding a lighter in one hand, and lowered his head to light a cigarette. Beside him was a man Lin Fei had never seen before. He said that the man was exaggerating. Over 20 years old, with a delicate and quiet appearance, round and big eyes, and talking excitedly with his face up.

It was too far away, and I couldn't hear it clearly. Lin Fei looked at it for a few seconds, not very interested, and had a fight with Fu Shiyue. It was extremely ugly. It happened like this three years ago, and it was completely and neatly broken. Now it doesn't matter what he loves thing.

The garage is wide open and you can see to the end at a glance. Fu Shiyue caught a glimpse of him, turned his head slightly, and looked straight at Lin Fei. The people around him were chattering, but he turned a deaf ear to it until the ashes fell on his shirt. :"Need not."

"Sir, I just got my driver's license. I really didn't mean to block your parking space on purpose." The boy stood on tiptoe, approached a little bit, and said with a smile, "I don't know how to reverse the car yet, can you reverse the car for me?"

"Hold on."

Fu Shiyue left a word, with a cigarette between his slender fingers, strode towards Lin Fei who was about to get into the car, and pressed the driver's door to be closed. Lin Fei raised his head subconsciously, frowning slightly, Fu Shiyue looked down at him, and said in a warm voice : "You're drunk, don't drive yourself."

"I'm calling a surrogate driver." Lin Fei raised his jaw, motioning him to let go.

Unmoved, Fu Shiyue took out his mobile phone from his suit pants, "You don't need to call a valet driver, I'll send a driver to take you home."

Lin Fei repeated it calmly and forcefully, "I'm calling a substitute driver."

He had a hunch that once he got involved with Fu Shiyue again, it would become tighter and tighter like a hemp rope, and the relationship would never be clear.

Fu Shiyue was silent for a moment, his fingers on the car door tightened, his joints were clear and white, and he laughed in a low voice, "Lin Fei, you don't have to be afraid of me, I won't pester you, I'm sorry about the past, I'm sorry."

Lin Fei couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Mr. Fu, you are worrying too much. I am not afraid of you pestering me. To tell you the truth, my work has signed a confidentiality agreement, and I am subject to special treatment from above. Protection, if I don't go to work tomorrow, the police will find you as soon as possible."

Fu Shiyue was slightly startled, his smile deepened, and he praised in a meaningful tone, "You really understand the law."

"I learned it all from you, Mr. Fu." With a half-smile, Lin Fei turned his face and continued unhurriedly: "Mr. Fu, you must have forgotten that we are not in a relationship, it is purely a pile of money." sex trade, I just want to find a high-class benefactor to achieve the goal of class leap, now I am very content, without you, I would not be today, so you don't have to apologize to me, we both pay and sex, no one owes who."

That's how he comforted himself, but he just used money to do things, sleeping with a handsome, rich, and sexually strong psychopath for a while, talking about likes and loves, it's too vulgar.

Prefer this kind of innocent relationship.

Every word was like a sharp needle piercing his heart. Fu Shiyue could hardly suppress the sudden surge of emotions. Does Lin Fei know how he got here during the two months of salvaging the plane?

For two months, as soon as he closed his eyes, a feeling of suffocation swept over him like a nightmare. He was afraid that the plane would be picked up, and he was even more afraid that the plane would not be picked up. Every day passed, the severe pain in his chest became heavier, until the torment When he reached the critical line of mental breakdown, he took a table knife and stabbed his arm fiercely, using physical pain to relieve mental pain.

From the day when the plane wreckage was salvaged, he checked over and over again the broken limbs and arms, staring at the mutilated and terrifying faces. He went through the scene of purgatory on earth for half a month, suffering until he was sure that there was no Lin Fei. His eyes were blackened, and he collapsed with exhaustion.

Money and sex?

How could Lin Fei say it so easily and simply!

Fu Shiyue's throat seemed to be choked, and his Adam's apple was clearly rising and falling violently. He looked at Lin Fei deeply, unbuttoned the tight neckline, and said word by word: "You are right, money and sex are clear. "

"I have been seeing a psychiatrist for the past few years. Now that I think about it, my mind was really abnormal during that time. Now I have recovered."

Lin Fei squinted at him, the raised corners of his eyes were coquettish, and his half-drunk appearance was very attractive, "That's great, Mr. Fu, I wish you good health."

Fu Shiyue's heart followed his eyes, and his mouth was slightly dry. Lin Fei touched his straightforward eyes, hooked his mouth, and knocked on the car door with his fingers, "Mr. Fu, my substitute driver is here. Come on, get out of the way."

Fu Shiyue raised his hand, and an unbearable heat rose up, his warm and explicit eyes were undisguised, and he said under his breath, "See you next time."

Lin Fei was cold and indifferent. It would be best if he didn't pick up the words and never see him again. Although he had a strong psychological quality, he was not strong enough to treat Fu Shiyue as a stranger. The imprint this man left on him was not only the tattoo on his lower back, And the psychological shame that he would never forget this man.

The car disappeared from Fu Shiyue's sight, and the parking lot was quiet. He folded the remaining cigarettes in half, put them in the trash can, and strode back to the black car.

The boy who was waiting on the spot looked forward to seeing him come back, and cheered up when he saw him come back, "Sir, your friend is so handsome too!"

Fu Shiyue was expressionless, pressed the car key, and sat in the driver's seat without saying a word. The bright headlights illuminated the road ahead. The boy was bathed in the light, and said with a smile: "You haven't reversed the car for me yet, your car is driving Can't come out..."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the roaring engine sounded, and the stagnant black car suddenly started, like a sharp arrow off the string, speeding forward recklessly!

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise that shook the sky and the ground, and the car body at the intersection was deeply dented, and the whole underground parking echoed with a rumbling echo. Shouted: "You crazy!"

The black car backed up slowly, as if it was accumulating power. Fu Shiyue stepped on the accelerator again and slammed into it carelessly. He shouted in panic, "Are you sick?"

Fu Shiyue stepped on the brakes, and the car came to a stop in front of him, with his elbows pressed against the window, his eyebrows and eyes like sharp cold blades, "He was here just now, I don't want to scare him again."

The boy had no idea what he was talking about, only that this handsome man in front of him was a dangerous madman!