What bad thoughts can a canary have?

At this time when it was time to get off work, people came and went at the gate of the scientific research institute. Lin Fei, the number one man of the hour, was usually well-known outside. Many people from other work units would take a few minutes to poke their heads to look at Lin Fei when they came to connect with them. , Let's see what the face value responsibility of this scientific research institute looks like.

Then there was an overly handsome ex-boyfriend like Fu Shiyue, and everyone swished their eyes to this side. Fu Shiyue opened the passenger car door with one hand, raised his jaw slightly, "We'll talk in the car."

Lin Fei had long been accustomed to the attention of others, so in order to reduce some gossip, he bent over and sat in, buckled his seat belt, and said without raising his head, "Boss Fu, do you think it's interesting for a college student?"

Fu Shiyue glanced at him, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and said softly, "I didn't make things difficult for him."

"I trust my eyes and ears." Lin Fei looked out the window at the receding trees.

Fu Shiyue really wanted to trouble Xia Chi, but this is not something a good person should do, "I just teach him a lesson, I won't really do that."

Lin Fei sighed from the bottom of his heart. With his meager experience, he couldn't tell whether Fu Shiyue was lying or was serious. God bless Fu Shiyue to tell the truth, otherwise Xia Chi would become the second He Yanning, and he couldn't afford it. strong guilt.

He leaned his head against the window glass, half-closed his eyes, and felt a little sleepy. The car shuttled along the main road and headed towards his house. The smoky purple sunset in the sky was gorgeous and beautiful. picture scroll.

Lin Fei used to think that he was an out-and-out bad guy, which is common in TV dramas where he is mercenary, has a low moral bottom line, and can't survive five episodes. For a good person, being bad is just a small matter. Compared with a real bad person, the amount of badness in his soul is far behind.

When he was in a hurry before, it wasn't that he hadn't thought about taking a knife and killing Fu Shiyue together, but he held back later, he was still young and had a bright future, so he didn't need to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Beep beep..."

The ear-piercing and sharp whistle sounded from all directions without interruption, like a reminder for life, Lin Fei suddenly opened his eyes, the car got on the viaduct with heavy traffic at some point, the traffic lights were on on the curved road, and the car was stuck at the intersection without moving. There was a long queue of traffic.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Fu Shiyue pinched the shriveled cigarette case under the windshield with the other, staring blankly at the traffic light that was on.

"Let's go!" Lin Fei reminded in surprise.

Fu Shiyue turned the steering wheel and turned into the curve, thinking, while frowning in doubt, "Is the light on?"

Lin Fei had never seen Fu Shiyue make such a low-level mistake, so he couldn't help but take a closer look at the man in front of him. The clean and neat hair on the forehead was wet with sweat. I don't know if it was his illusion, but Fu Shiyue had a heavy nasal voice when he spoke.

Without hesitation, he reached out to touch Fu Shiyue's forehead, and when he touched it for a moment, there was a "hiss" in astonishment. His forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg. How did he drive here all the way?

Fu Shiyue was caught off guard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Fei frowned and cut him off calmly, "You have a fever, can't you feel it?"

"Fever?" Fu Shiyue was startled for a moment, then woke up like a dream, and said calmly, "No wonder I feel a headache again."

Lin Fei was speechless. He remembered that Fu Shiyue was in good health and had healthy living habits. He had never seen him get sick. It seemed that the accumulation of nicotine and ethanol was really hurting his health. A heavy rain turned a tiger into a sick cat.

"I'll drive, you are driving dangerously now."

The viaduct forbids the driver to get out of the car, and the only way to change the driver is to change places with Fu Shiyue while driving steadily.

His life was at stake, Lin Fei didn't say much, he stepped over the armrest box of the car, and the roof of the business sports car was cramped. Without changing his expression, he said: "You sit in the co-pilot."

Fu Shiyue leaned back on the driver's seat, motionless, with the tip of his nose stuck to Lin Fei's tense back, sniffing the fresh scent of shower gel, tilting his head to look forward, controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and pressing down on his waist with the other, Forcing Lin Fei to sit in his arms, his cool and flexible body was like a magnet, he licked his dry lips, still wanting to say, "Wait a minute."

The scorching body temperature pressed Lin Fei through his clothes, his whole back sank into Fu Shiyue's stiff chest, the thighs supporting him were firm and powerful, his muscles jumped one by one, and they were tightly glued together. He was keenly aware of the changes in Fu Shiyue's brain. A shy voice inside screamed wantonly.

How long has it been since Fu Shiyue liberated himself?

The roar of passing cars was indistinct, Lin Fei held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and took a few minutes to calm himself down. He glanced at the man who was lying on the side of the passenger seat and said nothing, sickly like a large dog .

For the sake of your illness, bear with it.

Fu Shiyue had endless aftertaste. He felt that Lin Fei was rounder than before, he was heavy in his arms, and very solid. He was not as delicate and fragile as before, and he had more soft buttocks. He usually wore casual and loose clothes, which made people feel uncomfortable. It was impossible to guess that Lin Fei would have such a heavy butt.

Lin Fei wanted to know what he was thinking about, so he just kicked out the car door. He pretended nothing happened and drove into the community with all his heart. He stopped at the gate of the crowded community, opened the door and got out of the car. He tugged at the hem of his clothes and waved away his discomfort, "Mr. Fu, find someone to pick you up to the hospital. You can't drive like this."

"No one." Fu Shiyue lowered the car window, looked at Lin Fei who was covered in gold in the sunset, and said calmly, "I sent them back to Qiantang to deal with the affairs. I am the only one here."

Lin Fei frowned and looked at him suspiciously, "Is Secretary Bai not here?"

Fu Shiyue pressed his elbows on the steering wheel, lowered his head, and left Lin Fei sweating on the back of his head. His breath was chaotic, and his voice was muffled, "Don't worry, I can drive back."

Lin Fei was moved with compassion. The traffic flow in the evening rush hour was heavy. Fu Shiyue was really going to have something wrong. He was missing an arm or a leg, and maybe his life was lost. Even though he really hated Fu Shiyue and wanted this person to die, that kind of thinking was just For a while, if Fu Shiyue really disappeared from the world, he couldn't accept such a result, and he would never be able to escape the psychological shadow brought by this person for the rest of his life.

After pondering for a while, Lin Fei sighed quietly, "I have antipyretics at home."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked forward. The car door "clicked" behind him, and a tall shadow pressed on top of his head. Proud business elites in life.

Since buying the house, Lin Fei has never brought anyone else back. He is a very territorial person, and his home is like his own territory. The friends and colleagues he met now have not yet stepped into his safe zone, so he opened the door , He picked up the porch remote control to turn on the air conditioner, kicked off his sneakers without looking back, put on slippers and walked inside.

Fu Shiyue bent down, put his sneakers in order, unbuttoned his slim vest, and looked at the colorful oil painting on the wall at the end of the corridor. , your vision is very good."

"The previous owner bought it." Lin Fei opened the cabinet in the living room, lived alone, lived a casual life, and would not remember where the medicine box was stuffed for a while.

Fu Shiyue walked into the door, looked around, looked at the pottery on the coffee table, and said "Huh?", "Brancusi's work, I saw him at the Paris Art Exhibition, this is his most satisfactory work, starting from It's called "Sleeping Muse", did you buy this one yourself?"

"Sent by the decoration company."

Lin Fei squatted in front of the cabinet, turned his head upside down, and said coldly: "Boss Fu, if you don't know how to praise people, I'll teach you two words, awesome and amazing, which can replace all situations."

Fu Shiyue sighed, looking at his busy figure with a smile in his eyes, as if returning to the house in the suburbs of Qiantang a few years ago. They lived together for a while, and Lin Fei often couldn't find things. Lu Yan, pitifully begged him to help find it together, his heart was always as hard as iron, but when he met Lin Fei's eyes, he turned into gurgling water.

In the corner, Lin Fei took out the dusty medicine box, opened the lid and took out the electronic thermometer. With a lift of his thin chin, Fu Shiyue sat on the sofa. Lin Fei held the thermometer and poked the sweaty skin behind his ear, "Drip A few beeps, and the screen suddenly shows 39 degrees.

"39 degrees, don't you feel it?" Lin Fei narrowed his eyes and scanned his whole body.

Fu Shiyue shook his head calmly, "I've never had a fever before, so I don't know it's an illness."

Lin Fei was surprised at his ignorance in this area, "This is common sense."

Fu Shiyue hesitated, looked at him quietly, and said slowly: "I don't understand many things, and no one has taught me."

Lin Fei was not feeling well. He opened a box of fever-reducing medicine, poured a glass of water and handed it to him, "Take the medicine first, and then take your temperature again in two hours. If it doesn't cool down, you should go to the hospital."

Fu Shiyue swallowed the pill, took a sip of water, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and clearly felt dizziness and pain in his head, as if there was an eggbeater stirring in his brain. During this time, he had been taking cold showers to restrain himself Desire, the side effects are obvious, this feeling of losing control of the body is unbearable, the only thing that makes him feel stable is Lin Fei's familiar aura by his side.

Like the cool breeze blowing on a sultry and irritable summer day, it blows away his anxiety and calms his violent heartbeat.

The room fell into a deep silence. Lin Fei took out his mobile phone, swiped the work data on the page, and said casually, "Boss Fu, do you think our relationship is normal?"

"I don't know." Fu Shiyue's arms were crossed in front of his eyes, like a person walking against the light, his tone was calm and calm, "It should be said that I don't know what is normal and what is abnormal."

Lin Fei looked at him. Others might not understand this sentence, but he knew Fu Shiyue's past. This man has no definition of wrong and right, not to mention the meaning of normal and abnormal.

Fu Shiyue clicked on the platinum watch with his bony fingers, "There is a scar here, which was left by my mother. She thinks very highly of herself, and marrying a poor boy who is not good enough for her, thinking that she can live a life of domination She would rather hang out with the cheapest prostitute in the streets than touch her, she hated that man, and she also hated me with the same blood."

"The first time I saw her commit suicide was when she cut her wrists. She induced me to participate and save her man together. I was very young at that time, and I didn't want to let her down. I agreed, but her skills were not good, and the blood quickly solidified. I didn't feel any pain, calmly cleaned up the blood, and called a doctor for her."

Fu Shiyue lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, and said in a soft voice, "Survival is meaningless to me. In the universal definition, fame and wealth can bring happiness, so I chase after it, but no matter how much money I have, I don't feel anything. , not just feelings, I don’t even have desires, everything in this world is boring.”

Lin Fei seldom heard him mention these things. The two of them were more of a masked sweetness to each other, and a hypocritical patience. This kind of naked confession was pitiful, maybe it was illness, which brought their distance one step closer.

"Lin Fei, you are the only thing I want." Fu Shiyue raised his eyes to look at him, with burning flames in his eyes, "I have never had such a strong desire, I want to have you so that you can't leave me, but I don't Knowing which method to use, I chose the easiest one to lock you by my side, but in the end, I found that... what I locked was myself. "

Lin Fei had a premonition of the upcoming confession, and tried to interrupt, "Do you want to take your temperature again?"

Fu Shiyue laughed at himself. He is like a stagnant pool of rotten and smelly water. Lin Fei is a stone thrown in. Even if the stone disappears into the water, the waves of water will always exist, "I don't want you in the water." By my side, but to let you love me, it's a pity that you understand too late, I have already hurt you."

After a pause, he said in a questioning tone: "Lin Fei, I only learned programming for three months. I learn things very quickly. Can you teach me how to make you fall in love with me?"

Lin Fei pursed his thin lips, shook his head resolutely and refused, "Uncle Fu, I can't do it."

The familiar title made Fu Shiyue stunned. The sweet memories of the past seemed to be separated only by a thin layer of glass. Lin Fei's refusal was expected. He didn't expect Lin Fei to be with him again. Everything makes sense.

The ringing interrupted the silence, and the mobile phone on the coffee table displayed the three characters "He Yanning". Lin Fei glanced at the calm Fu Shiyue, picked up the mobile phone, strode to the balcony, closed the sliding door, and said softly, "Senior."

"Xiao Fei, how are you doing recently?"

"I'm fine, and you?"

He Yanning said with a smile: "I heard that you are going to Uganda for a month on business, when will you arrive? I will cleanse you up."

Lin Fei was not polite to him, "Next Thursday, I want to try African food."

"Okay, you didn't come to Uganda because of me?" He Yanning asked jokingly.

Lin Fei snorted and slumped into the wicker chair on the balcony, "Part of it is because of you, and part of it is because I want to see the starry sky on the prairie."

He Yanning smiled happily, "We can watch together, but you have to bring mosquito repellent."

"Sure, take your share with you." Lin Fei responded calmly.

He Yanning's laughter paused, and he lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Fei, I actually called to tell you that I miss you very much."

In a space where everything is completely silent, this ambiguous sentence makes the heart beat inexplicably. Lin Fei tapped the frame of the phone with his fingertips. If he replied now that I miss you too, is it a certainty that we will be together with He Yanning?

Weighing this relationship in his heart, there was a loud "pop" in the living room behind him, and he shuddered reflexively, got up and opened the glass door, Fu Shiyue stood in front of the coffee table with a frown, and the glass was lying on the floor in pieces, looking tenderly Xiang Lin Fei, "Sorry, I want a glass of water."