I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

Bo Chong had a self-disciplined storage habit, and kept all the documents together. After searching for a long time, Tan Guangxi finally found the marriage certificate of the two in the safe.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to tear up the marriage certificate, he suddenly heard a familiar but somewhat vague voice behind him: "What are you doing?"

Unprepared in his heart, he fell to the ground in fright.

Tan Guangxi turned his head and saw Fu Bo Chongzheng standing a few steps away from him. His face was hidden in the darkness and he couldn't see clearly, but for some reason, subconsciously, he always felt that he was different from his usual self. .

Tan Guangxi hid the hand holding the marriage certificate behind his back, stood up against the wall, and smiled dryly, saying, "No, it's nothing."

He was hesitating how to hide the marriage certificate in his hand, when he saw Fu Bochong walking towards him step by step in the dark.

Fu Bochong took a step forward, Tan Guangxi took a step back, backed up, suddenly tripped and fell backwards in front of the French window, the next moment, Fu Bochong also bent down and squatted in front of him.

The bright moonlight shone on his face, clearly illuminating his sharp facial features. His face was as usual, but his eyes were obviously drunk.

Tan Guangxi pressed his back against the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, swallowing nervously.

I don't know if it's because of the potency of the medicine, or because Fu Bochong is not drunk at all. The medicine that Baifengcheng poured out of his mouth unexpectedly caused a problem with Fu Bochong. It is obvious that the other party is in a state of hangover. .

Tan Guangxi scolded Baifengcheng for the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in his heart. He really didn't have enough to do and eat. Not only was he unreliable, but even the medicine he gave was unreliable.

He was slandering, when Fu Bochong, who was opposite him, suddenly moved closer to him. The distance between the two was so close that he could clearly smell the strong smell of alcohol on each other.

At this time, he had no time to think about why the colorless and tasteless medicine would smell of alcohol. He leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window tightly. Stiff with tension.

Fu Bochong leaned forward again, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you afraid of?" He whispered, "Did I do anything rough to you?"

"Say, what are you talking about." Tan Guangxi laughed dryly, and tightened his hand holding the marriage certificate.

Just when he was so nervous that he was about to die, Fu Bochong suddenly raised his hand to look at the time: "The time is almost up."

Tan Guangxi broke out in a cold sweat, almost there?What time is coming?

He was wondering if he already knew about the elopement?I heard a few crisp sounds of 'dong' and 'dong' behind me, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the dark sky, illuminating the face of Fu Bochong opposite.

Tan Guangxi was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see countless fireworks rushing towards the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the whole sky with brilliance, like daytime.

"do you like it?"

He turned his head suddenly, saw Fu Bochong looking at him with drunken eyes, and said in a low voice, "Happy birthday."

At the moment when he was in a daze, Fu Bochong leaned over and pressed him against the floor-to-ceiling window, clamped his chin with one hand, and kissed him deeply.

35. Sleepwalking

◎This environment, this scene, this tone, why is it a bit of an afterthought? ◎

At the moment when Tan Guangxi was in a daze, Fu Bochong leaned over and pressed him against the French window, clamped his chin with one hand, and kissed him deeply.

His back was pressed against the cold glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the marriage certificate of the two was still tightly clutched in his hands. His mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't think at all. He could only hear the crisp sound of fireworks rising to the sky.

Amidst the bursts of fireworks, he heard the heavy twelve o'clock bell ringing on the cruise ship, followed by a burst of white light in front of his eyes.

Lu Fangzhou just answered the phone and came back, and when he came back, he saw Tan Guangxi sitting on the seat in a daze, and his light brain was thrown aside.

He looked at the screen, and then he was stunned: the computer screen displayed a huge Arabic numeral '47 points', and their boss failed the pass, which has never happened before.

"Boss."

"..."

"Boss... Hey, boss!"

Tan Guangxi was stunned, until Lu Fangzhou yelled twice before he realized: "What?"

Lu Fangzhou scratched his hair: "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Tan Guangxi was still a little absent-minded.

Lu Fangzhou thought that he was unhappy because he failed the pass, so he comforted him: "It's just a one-time pass, so don't take it to heart."

Tan Guangxi had no expression on his face, he stood up and said, "You do the questions, I have to leave beforehand."

In the next few days, Lu Fangzhou always felt that something was wrong with their boss, and he seemed to be absent-minded, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.

The only thing that remains the same is that they have no shortage of motivation to urge them to study, and the next monthly exam will soon be ushered in, which makes them toss and cry every day.

In the evening, at the dining table of the Fu family.

As soon as Fu Heyan took a piece of food with his chopsticks, Tan Guangxi stood up and said to Mr. Fu, "Grandpa Fu, eat slowly, I'm done."

"Hey," Fu Heyan was taken aback, "The soup hasn't been served yet..." Before he finished speaking, Tan Guangxi got up and left.

Fu Heyan bit his chopsticks in his mouth, and said strangely: "Brother Guangxi is so strange, why did you go upstairs without taking two bites?"

Mr. Fu also felt a little strange: "Maybe that child is in a hurry to review his homework." He turned his head and said to Fu Heyan: "Look at Xiaoxi, and then at you."

Fu Heyan stuck out his tongue.

Fu Bochong on the side didn't speak, he glanced in the direction where Tan Guangxi was leaving, and then picked up the porridge bowl and took a sip of porridge.

After Tan Guangxi hurried all the way back to his room, he closed the door and immediately turned back to lean on the door: Although he knew that Fu Bochong in the survival test question was just an npc—and even if he took [-] steps back, he would be considered himself, He was drugged by himself that day, and he definitely doesn't remember anything, but he still couldn't eat at the same table with Fu Bochong as if nothing had happened.

He felt that even if he just saw the other party, he couldn't help but want to run away.

And most importantly, every time Mr. Fu looked at him lovingly, he felt even more guilty. He was so kind to take him in for a while, but he underestimated his grandson in the examination system?

Although it's just an npc.

So every time he faced the Fu family, especially Fu Bochong, he felt guilty as hell.

When will the new house come down? Hey!

He really couldn't stay in Fu's house for a minute!

Tan Guangxi could only temporarily shift his attention to reviewing his homework. He immersed himself in studying for several hours, and when he looked up, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Recently, he has been staying up late a lot, coupled with the high mental pressure, he feels a little out of energy, and he plans to pack up and go to bed early.

He packed his schoolbag and suddenly found that his watch was missing.

He thought about it, maybe he fell downstairs before.

The Fu family has good work and rest habits, and most of them are asleep at this time.

Tan Guangxi went downstairs and walked around the restaurant, but couldn't find his watch.He went to the living room again, the floor-to-ceiling curtains outside were drawn down, and the light in the living room was very dark.He thought it was too bright to turn on the light in the living room, so he went around and turned on the wall lamp in the small kitchen.

He searched the living room for a while, only to find that his watch had fallen into the corner of the sofa.

While holding the watch, he walked to the small kitchen to turn off the wall lamp and go upstairs to sleep.

At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor, and when he turned around, he saw Fu Bochong walking in.

He was still wearing a straight shirt, buttoned to the neckline meticulously, with broad shoulders and slender legs, and he insisted on wearing the ordinary-cut shirt to look like a male model.

When Tan Guangxi saw him, the previous scenes on the boat quickly filled his brain, and he panicked immediately.

At this moment when he was in a daze, Fu Bochong had already walked towards him step by step. Before he had time to think, he saw the other party approaching him. The distance between them was so close that he could even clearly see the other party's drooping black eyelashes. The smell of refreshing shaving water to each other.

Tan Guangxi was stunned immediately, and subconsciously took a big step back.

The next moment, Fu Bochong turned sideways and took the glass jug beside him, and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

He handed the water glass to his lips and rolled his Adam's apple to take a sip. When he raised his eyes, he saw Tan Guangxi looking at him with a tense face, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Tan Guangxi concealed the expression on his face and shook the watch in his hand: "The watch was left downstairs."

As he spoke, he bypassed Fu Bochong and walked out quickly: "I'm fine, I'm going upstairs."

Fu Bochong slightly raised his head, looked at the back of Tan Guangxi who disappeared around the corner, said nothing, and then looked away after a while.

When the results of last week's quiz came out the next day, Tan Guangxi stared at the report card in his hand with a grim expression: Although he had worked hard to make up for the homework that was left behind, there were too many homework left behind, and the grades Still haven't reached my ideal.

Of course, the younger brothers other than him all looked rosy—they all passed the exam for the first time, so it was unimaginable that the ancestral grave would emit green smoke before.

A few younger brothers came to invite him to go out to celebrate at night after class. Tan Guangxi was in a bad mood, so he found an excuse to decline.

I don't know if it's because of the heavy psychological pressure. In the next few days, Tan Guangxi's performance even showed a downward trend in several small tests.