What bad thoughts can a canary have?

The copper wall lamp glowed with a golden halo, half of Lin Fei's face sank into the soft pillow, his curled eyelashes were closed, and shadows appeared under the eyelids, under the light there was a kind of quiet and gentle tenderness.

The button of the hospital gown is scattered, the tibia of the neck is protruding under the delicate skin, and the neck is deep enough to raise goldfish. There is not much meat on the body, but now it looks even more pitiful. A small bulge, fragile and fragile.

Fu Shiyue held a glass of water with one hand, soaked a cotton swab, and wiped it carefully on his dry lips. Lin Fei wandered in a deep sleep, licked his lips with the tip of his fresh tongue, muttered meaninglessly through his nose, and called vaguely: " Uncle Fu..."

Still talking in sleep, Fu Shiyue said "hmm", turned the chair over, crossed his long legs and sat down directly, with his arms on the back of the chair and his jaw, quietly looking at Lin Fei in his sleep.

He blamed himself very much. Lin Fei came to Uganda alone to resume his post. He knew the reason very well. For that damned He Yanning, it was his own fault in the final analysis. If he hadn't used the surveillance video to threaten Lin Fei, He Yanning would not have gone far away. At this time, Lin Fei Fei would not put himself in a dangerous situation, and be so embarrassed that he would lose half his life.

In his heart, Lin Fei is very delicate, like a young green leaf that has just emerged, suitable to be held in the palm of his hand and cared for carefully. Even when the trouble is the worst, he will not speak loudly to Lin Fei. Thinking of following He Yanning for less than a month and making his baby look so pitiful, even if He Yanning was eaten by hyenas, he couldn't relieve the anger in his heart.

Just kicking two feet counts as humanitarian glory.

Fu Shiyue looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand, squeezed Lin Fei's fair and soft cheek, and whispered to himself: "Sweetie, I'm sorry."

It was dawn, and Lin Fei opened his tired eyes. His whole body was like a puppet that had been dismantled and reassembled, as if every joint was not his own, sore and numb. It took him a few seconds to see clearly that he was in an elegant ward with bright and clean windows and a bed There was a bouquet of lilies in her head, last night... Fu Shiyue saved herself.

What happened in the past three days was like a dream. He was in a dream and half awake. Suddenly, a thin and strong hand stretched out from behind, stained with the smell of tobacco, and gently twisted his jaw to take a look. With a sigh of relief, he pressed the pager with the other hand, and said two words lightly, "Are you awake?"

The doctors and nurses who had been waiting outside pushed the door open and checked over and over carefully. The kidnapping incident that happened this time shocked the entire Chinese-speaking circle in Uganda. Ever since Lin Fei and He Yanning were sent in, the hospital was worried from top to bottom. Big mess, that's a diplomatic incident.

Lin Fei was weak all over and let the medical staff fiddle with it. Fu Shiyue's voice lingered in his mind, with a calming power. The urgency that had been accumulated for several days seemed to have a vent. When a child falls, if he pats the dust on his body alone, he will get up silently, but once someone cares and loves him, he will always be wronged and cry, revealing his fragile side.

With a sore nose, he warned himself not to cry when so many people were watching, otherwise his image as a Cambridge male god and backbone of Linjiang Research Institute would be ruined.

After the doctor's diagnosis, microbial infection is not a big deal, just hang a few bottles and rest for a few days to fully recover.

Fu Shiyue got a bowl of porridge from somewhere, and pushed down the medical dining table on the hospital bed, "Drink some porridge first, and eat other things after the stomach calms down."

Lin Fei's hungry eyes turned black, and he didn't forget to think about his colleagues first, "Where's He Yanning?"

"He's fine." Fu Shiyue sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of steaming white porridge, blew gently, and handed it to him, "Eat your meal."

Lin Fei's heart sank, worried that Fu Shiyue would only save himself and leave He Yanning alone on the prairie. His thoughts were not doubts. Fu Shiyue really wanted to do this, but for Lin Fei's sake, he still wanted to continue to be a human being.

Lin Fei swallowed one mouthful, and felt awkward for a while, his hands and feet were healthy, "Give it to me, I will do it myself."

Fu Shiyue focused on his expression, ignored him, and stubbornly fed him, as if it was an important matter that had to be done by himself. Lin Fei was very hungry and had no interest in arguing with him, so he simply treated himself as a baby and ate obediently.

After Lin Fei finished eating the porridge, he recovered a bit of energy, lay down on the bed, couldn't help but sit up, in front of Fu Shiyue, he didn't want to deliberately care about his image, but at the moment he was as dirty as a beggar gang disciple, his hair I don't know if it's dirt or rotten leaves, the strands are knotted into knots, and the skin on his body is sticky. He can't stand how disgusting he is now.

"I want to take a shower."

Fu Shiyue cleaned up the dishes and looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows, "Shall I wash it for you?"

Lin Fei glanced at him, thinking that he was beautiful, and stepped out of the bed with straight long legs. Yesterday, he walked with these legs all day, his muscles were sore and weak, and he hadn't eaten much. He just stepped on the ground, and his feet were too soft to support Body weight, knees bent, caught off guard and carried forward.

Fu Shiyue suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, pressed his whole body into his arms, and said solemnly, "Who else can help you wash here besides me? He Yanning?"

Lin Fei smelled a sour smell soaring to the sky, he was jealous, he turned his face away, and said nothing with a cold face.

Fu Shiyue crossed his knees tightly with his firm arms, firmly hugging the princess, and walked into the bathroom of the ward with his arms around him. There was a cartoon little tiger bench on the floor, which was specially used for bathing patients with limited mobility. Lin Fei could not wait to get out of his arms and sit down Going up, the stool was too short, so he had to straighten his legs, looking cute like a child, Fu Shiyue couldn't help but smile.

Lin Fei was choosing between continuing to be dirty, or showing Fu Shiyue his golden body. He didn't hesitate too much, and decided to choose the latter. Fu Shiyue had seen the relationship between the two of them, inside and out. He lifted up the hospital gown, pulled off his pants, and took off like a freshly peeled egg, his whole body was white and tender.

Fu Shiyue didn't expect him to be so decisive, he measured it blatantly, his eyes stayed on his chest for a few seconds, he took off the shower to test the water temperature, and poured it gently from the top of his head, "Okay, close your eyes, and be careful not to get water into your eyes."

Warm hot water splashed on his forehead and flowed down his cheeks to his whole body to soothe his body that was tortured by fear and cold. Lin Fei raised his face, trembling slightly, and the tears from the bottom of his heart rolled down with the water, not only for the rest of his life, but also for the rest of his life. Also for the years of leaving home, for the grievance that he has been suppressing in his heart.

"Are you crying?" Fu Shiyue removed the shower, frowned and stared at his reddened eye sockets.

Lin Fei pursed his lips and responded stubbornly, "I didn't cry, the water got into my eyes."

"Lin Fei." Fu Shiyue called softly, knelt down and looked directly at him, with a soothing and calm voice, "You can cry with me."

Lin Fei looked at him without blinking, two moving circles of light were reflected in his clear and transparent eyes under the light, and crystal clear tears were in his eyes, as if they would roll out in the blink of an eye.

Fu Shiyue didn't say anything else, just called his name, "Lin Fei." He called it softly over and over again, low and gentle, as if he was telling a fairy tale.

Lin Fei bumped his head against his strong shoulder, and tears flowed out unscrupulously, soaking the shirt material on his shoulders. While crying wantonly, his whole body trembled uncontrollably. The blood vessels on the side of Fu Shiyue's forehead were throbbing. Hand, using actions to tell him of his own existence, the other hand patted his thin back, and said softly: "Don't be brave, sweetie."

Lin Fei finished venting his emotions, rubbed his nose, and buried it deep into Fu Shiyue's neck like a fool, his voice was muffled, "Did you send someone to watch me?"

It was obvious that Fu Shiyue's body stiffened suddenly, and after a few seconds of silence, he heard Fu Shiyue carefully say: "It's not surveillance, it's protection."

Lin Fei was dubious, straightened up, and looked at Fu Shiyue with his pitiful face for a while. Fu Shiyue suddenly became nervous and said, "I really didn't monitor you."

"I believe in you." Lin Fei replied bluntly, seeing Fu Shiyue's appearance, burst out laughing, and said seriously: "Uncle Fu, thank you for coming to save me."

There was light in Fu Shiyue's eyes, he squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a half smile, "You're welcome."

He has not been this happy for a long, long time. This is the most pleasant sentence I have heard in these years.

It's like the dew after a long drought.

Lin Fei stayed in the Uganda hospital for three days, and finally met He Yanning on the fourth day. He Yanning's problem was not serious, and he looked healthier than him. The incident involved scientific research personnel and made international news. He Yanning's parents were terribly worried. He Yanning returned to China to comfort the frightened relatives and friends.

Lin Fei boarded Fu Shiyue's private plane that afternoon and embarked on a journey back to Linjiang City. He was lying on the leather sofa without any seriousness, with a book covering his face to block Fu Shiyue's fiery gaze.

This time he was clear-headed, not because he was confused by the momentary tenderness, but when his life was hanging by a thread, he suddenly realized that no one in this world loves him more than Fu Shiyue, no one will make him love and hate, and never forget, Fearful and wanting to get close, Fu Shiyue is a down-to-earth dangerous person, but he is naturally adventurous.

The two of them are made for each other, like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, one cannot be separated.

So Lin Fei decided to give Fu Shiyue a chance, this time it was Fu Shiyue who came to chase after him, and by the way inspected the results of psychotherapy.

Fu Shiyue signed the snow-white documents in a smooth flow until the last one was signed. He leaned back in the chair, opened the drawer, glanced at the gun inside, and stiffened his wrists and bones, "Lin Fei, my lawyer team has drawn up a document these days. protocol."

Lin Fei picked up the book on his face and looked at him calmly.

"If I die, the shares, real estate, and working capital I hold total about 47 billion U.S. dollars, which will be transferred to your name. This money will be enough for your future life." Fu Shiyue said slowly.

If it was tens of millions, Lin Fei would still be stunned, but he had no idea about such a huge number, so he focused on the first sentence, and said flatly: "What kind of will should I write properly?"

Fu Shiyue looked at him and asked with a smile in his eyes, "Don't you want me to die?"

Lin Fei stood up lightly, walked over, put one hand on the edge of the table, and closed the desk drawer with the other, "You don't have to worry about dying now, anyway, you are ten years older than me, I am in such good health, I will definitely survive until I get the inheritance that day.

A vivid sense of happiness welled up in his heart, Fu Shiyue hugged his neck violently, forcing him to lower his body, leaned forward and kissed the corner of his pouty mouth, took an inch, and asked coaxingly in a low voice: "Honey, can I Chase you?"

Lin Fei licked the corner of his mouth, showing the long-lost Lin-style little fox smile, confidently said, "Uncle Fu, learn how to please me first, and when I am in a better mood, I will consider whether to start over with you."