What bad thoughts can a canary have?

The sun was scorching hot, and heat waves were sweeping in all directions. The ice cream in Lin Fei's hand turned into colorful juices, which were so sticky that he lost his appetite.

He absently opened the driver's door, stretched his arms, put the ice cream under the windshield, and wiped his palms with a piece of paper.

Xia Chi hesitated to speak, and asked cautiously, "Fu... is your boyfriend?"

A few years ago, Lin Fei had worn the badge of C, and he had already concluded that the two had a strong relationship. Today, Fu Shiyue's jealousy smelled badly, and Xia Chi connected it with the context, and he wanted to understand the relationship between the two.

"Ex-boyfriend." Lin Fei pinched the ball of paper and clearly uttered three words.

Xia Chi rubbed the bridge of his nose, tilted his head to think for a while, looked at Lin Fei's expressionless face, "Is he pestering you?"

Lin Fei didn't speak, and his love relationship with Fu Shiyue was hard to talk about. He didn't want to open his wounds for others to watch, and told how he was deceived and controlled. I have a cold.

"It's really useless to pester you after breaking up." Xia Chi clenched his fist and stretched it out in front of Lin Fei, "If he dares to pester you again, I'll help you deal with him!"

"I'm good at fighting!" Xia Chi looked at him with sincerity.

Lin Fei pushed his head down and said with a light smile, "Take care of yourself, idiot."

Thinking about He Yanning's experience, he was once a proud son of heaven, but now he has left his hometown and wandered away, unable to return to his home, how dare he drag others into the muddy water.

Even though Fu Shiyue looked pitiful and what he said seemed credible, he couldn't believe it. It didn't matter if he was alone, but the few friends around him couldn't stand the second trial and error.

This afternoon, Lin Fei came home from get off work at a certain time, bought vegetables at the supermarket on the way, and cooked a meal for himself when he went home. His cooking skills were not good, and he could barely eat it, the kind that wouldn't kill anyone.

With his current income, he would never go bankrupt eating out all his life. The only advantage of cooking by himself is that the atmosphere of fireworks in his home makes him appear less lonely.

The car drove into the underground parking lot of the community. Lin Fei reached out and broke off the reversing mirror. In the mirror, a white van followed closely from the scientific research institute to here. At first, he thought it was Fu Shiyue who sent someone to follow him, but after thinking about it, what if it was What Fu Shiyue did was not so easy to discover.

Not long after he returned to China, he had no grievances in the past and no grievances in recent days. Who followed him so violently?

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Lin Fei reversed the car and slowly parked in the parking space. Sure enough, the van braked suddenly and stopped not far away. It was too far away, and the rearview mirror could not see the situation in the other car. He turned his wrist muscles and pushed the car as if nothing had happened. Open the door and get off.

Instead of going home according to the original route, he walked around to the back of the car, opened the trunk, hunched his back slightly, and searched for something.

There was a slight and indistinct sound of footsteps, and it could be heard that the other party deliberately hid his tracks until he stamped his feet behind his back. Lin Fei supported the trunk with one hand and ignored him, his thin back was completely defenseless.

The strong alcohol smell was pungent, and the voice of sandpaper grinding sounded, "Is your name Lin Fei?"

Lin Fei turned his face away. He was a tall and mighty middle-aged man with a dark red face and a scar running through the bridge of his nose. He showed a fierce face and could be said to have no hateful face. He nodded his chin and said calmly: "It's me."

The strong man looked him up and down, and spat on the ground like a hooligan, "Your father owes us money, and he has no ability to pay it back. I'll come to you to collect the debt."

The debt collection agency hired by the usury is full of vicious gangsters, who use the evil to collect the arrears.

Lin Fei was stunned for a moment, thinking that Lin Jinhua was dead, but he was still alive, so it was unlucky, he raised his eyebrows, "How much is it?"

The strong man glanced at his Aston Martin, and the lion opened his mouth, "600 million!"

"It's a lot." Lin Fei commented lightly. He estimated that he got it in the hundreds of thousands, and the interest rate rolled to a huge figure. He had already paid back the money for Lin Jinhua once when he was a child. He knew the usury routine very well.

The brawny man said viciously: "It's only natural that the father should pay the debt, and you must pay the money back. Don't try to run away!"

Lin Fei smiled, and said indifferently: "If you don't pay back the money, will you cut off his hands? Or cut off his feet?"

The burly man was dumbfounded. Seeing that he was a dignified, well-mannered, and powerless little scholar, he unexpectedly turned out to be a stubborn stubble, so he shouted sharply: "You think we dare not?!"

Lin Fei turned around and faced him, with one hand resting on the trunk, "I won't return it, chop it up quickly, and show me a photo after chopping, to make me happy."

The essence of usury is to seek money, and it will not take risks unless it is absolutely necessary. The strong man's face turned blue, he stretched out his hand to grab Lin Fei's shoulder, and shouted: "How dare you play tricks? Give me your car if you don't pay me back!"

A black thing suddenly flew over his face, and in front of his eyes was like a slow motion movie. He could clearly see a long pole with a cursive English letter logo printed on it.

"boom!!!"

The head and face of the strong man pulled by the inertia of the force suddenly shifted, and the nosebleed burst like bright paint, and it was sprinkled in the air. Before he could clearly see what Lin Fei was holding, he felt dizzy due to the severe pain, and there was a loud "boom" With a loud noise, it fell to the dirty ground.

Lin Fei picked up the ski pole, turned his wrist, and looked down at the strong man rolling on the ground, "I hate people following me and threatening me the most. Do you know this is against the law?"

The strong man held his swollen cheeks in pain, so painful that he couldn't speak. How can a scientific researcher be so decisive and cruel!

Lin Fei's heartbeat surged, he turned around and took a long breath, his mind was blank for a few seconds, the ski poles were put into the ski backpack intact, he raised his hand to press the trunk door, without even looking at the strong man, he strode towards Go in the direction of the elevator.

Faced with boring data every day, he almost forgot the innate ruthlessness of his gentle colleagues, and the years of fighting without scruples are far away from him.

When he got home, he calmly cooked a pot of porridge, fried a few side dishes, sat down alone, and took a few mouthfuls with his chopsticks. The silence around him was like water slowly rising up, submerging his breath bit by bit.

Busy work will not give Lin Fei a chance to grieve. Professor Gao is not around recently, and the burden of taking care of the juniors and sisters in the project team falls on his shoulders. These people who are similar to him, or even older than him, put He is the backbone, and he is the first to consult him if there is a problem, and he is a walking humanoid encyclopedia.

Recently, Lin Fei has been working overtime intentionally or unintentionally, voluntarily answering questions that are obvious to him, and occasionally attending some colleagues' dinner parties to meet new friends. He has a natural pleasing ability and can always easily win the favor of strangers. But he seems to have a lot of friends, but in fact he doesn't care about anyone.

Fu Shiyue waited from dusk until it was dark. He leaned against the co-pilot, held a cigarette between his fingers, and looked at the only light on the building.

Lin Fei was the last to leave the research institute, plugged in the Bluetooth headset, and walked under the bright street lights. The short honking of the horn broke the calm. He turned his head and saw the familiar license plate number. He remembered that he had received a text message from Fu Shiyue at noon today.

The app for measuring the star distance has made progress. He picked him up after get off work and went to the observatory together to show the preliminary results. He would be dizzy with the busyness, glanced at the phone and threw it into the drawer, and only now remembered that there was such a thing.

Fu Shiyue got out of the car, the gentleman thoughtfully opened the passenger door, Lin Fei bent down and sat in the passenger seat, the pungent smell of smoke overwhelmed the air conditioner, he frowned slightly, as if silently commanding, the windows on both sides slowly opened Slow down.

Lin Fei turned his head and saw more than half of the cigarette butts in the car ashtray, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long ago, I just came here." Fu Shiyue pushed down the lid of the ashtray and asked insincerely, "Do you usually work overtime like this?"

Lin Fei put on his seat belt and looked ahead, "Boss Fu, do you think I'm trying to hide from you?"

"Is not it?"

"If I want to hide from you, I won't go back to China."

"Huh? Then you want to see me."

Lin Fei glanced at him, met the gentle and deep eyes, felt absurd and ridiculous, and pointed to the ashtray with his jaw, "Don't you hate me for smoking?"

Fu Shiyue picked up the remaining half pack of cigarettes and put them in the storage box. "Both nicotine and ethanol can temporarily paralyze the nerves, and have a slight relief effect when you feel pain."

"Mr. Fu is rich and powerful, so will he feel pain?" Lin Fei looked at him without emotion.

The grayness in Fu Shiyue's eyes was obvious, and he looked down at the car logo on the steering wheel, "Yes, are you surprised?"

Lin Fei turned his face away, looked out the car window, and tried his best not to think about it, "I thought Mr. Fu had a good life these years."

Fu Shiyue raised his eyes and stared at the graceful curvature of his jaw, "How are you doing?"

The corners of Lin Fei's mouth curled up leisurely, "I'm living a very good life. The boys in Cambridge are handsome and young, gentle and considerate, not the kind of pretending."

"Where are you and He Yanning?" Fu Shiyue acted as if he didn't understand his sarcasm, clasped his fingers on the steering wheel tightly, and asked calmly, "He's helped you so much, aren't you tempted by him?"

Lin Fei turned his head, looked at him quietly for a moment, and said bluntly, "What do you want to hear?"

"Have you..."

"Have we ever had sex, does it have anything to do with Mr. Fu?" Lin Fei interrupted him, asking in a neutral tone.

Fu Shiyue was stunned. Since the day Lin Fei entered school, he had already found this person. The images captured by Cree's drone would be uploaded to the cloud platform simultaneously. No need for too much troublesome procedures, a simple face recognition lock, he got Part of Lin Fei's life information in the past three years, the vivid faces are so happy, and the eyes that had lost their luster are shining again.

He knew that Lin Fei had a very happy life, the happiness he had never had before by his side.

It's just that he wanted to know more, he wanted to know that he was not exposed to the camera, he wanted to know Lin Fei's emotional experience, and he wanted to know how Lin Fei spent every day and every second.

Fu Shiyue was silent for a few seconds, his fingertips on the steering wheel trembled, and he tried his best to control the stability of his voice, "Yes, if you have had an affair, I will not be able to restrain myself, and he must pay the price."

"What do you want to do?" Lin Fei glanced at him, with a smile on his lips, "Could it be that you can kill him?"

Fu Shiyue narrowed his eyes and asked seriously: "Do you want him to die?"

Lin Fei's smile disappeared, and he said casually, "I miss you dead."

"Okay." Fu Shiyue replied without hesitation, with gentle affection in his eyes, and said calmly: "When you come back from Uganda and make sure you are not in danger, let me swallow the gun, okay?"

Lin Fei remained silent, unwilling to discuss this issue any more. He had a keen hunch that Fu Shiyue was serious.