Morbid domestication

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This is the No.12 day of my life in this villa.

I'm going to do something that may be forbidden now - I want to go to Feng Jue's study.

In fact, I have not been expressly prohibited from going, but from Zhang Bo’s daily performance, he does not want me to go anywhere other than those stipulated in the form. In fact, it is very impolite, even if we are lovers.

Although I understand all this, I still can't restrain myself.

Ever since I woke up, I have always had some inexplicable doubts in my heart, which are unreasonable, but this doubt has always existed. I instinctively want to find something, but I can't tell whether I want to dispel or prove this. Suspect.

I first cautiously went down to the first floor. There was no one in the hall on the first floor. I called Uncle Zhang twice, but no one responded. I was a little surprised, but thinking that it would be more convenient for me to go to Feng Jue's study, I pressed down. Knowing this was strange, after confirming that I was the only one in the villa, I cautiously touched the door of Feng Jue's study.

The villa I live in has three floors. The first floor is the living room, the kitchen and where Zhang Bo lives. There is also Fengjue's study room.

As for the third floor, I asked Uncle Zhang before, and he told me that the rooms above are all vacant, but at the stairway from the second floor to the third floor, there is a door that should not be there.

But I don't plan to go to the third floor today.

I stood in front of Feng Jue's study door, looked around again, and tried to press the handle of the study door after confirming that there was no one there—but the door was not opened, and it was locked without any surprise.

I had to bend down to check, the door lock was fingerprint-encoded, I thought for a while, and tried to enter the password, and the next second, the door opened with a sound of "-drip".

The door opened, but I was stunned. In fact, when I entered the password just now, I had no hope at all, but I didn't expect Feng Jue to really set my birthday as the password.

After all, this doesn't look like Feng Jue's style.

A complicated and unspeakable emotion welled up in my heart, I even wanted to back down for a moment, I felt a little sorry for Feng Jue for my current behavior.

I stood at the door for a long time, my heart was at war with heaven and man, but the growing confusion in my heart finally overwhelmed the guilt. I walked in with the self-deceiving idea that we were lovers and the closest people.

Feng Jue's study room is very large, and the decoration style is very suitable for Feng Jue's temperament. The main color is black, white and gray, and the simple and cold furniture decoration. The position facing the door is a large black desk. On one side is a whole wall of books.

I walked to that bookshelf and pulled out a book nearby. The cover said "Time Series Analysis Forecasting and Control".

Then I flipped through the other books on the bookshelf. Maybe I didn't search carefully. After all, it is impossible to finish flipping through so many books in a short period of time. I didn't find anything.

I had no choice but to give up the bookshelf and turn to the black desk. The desk is very simple, except for some necessary office utensils, there is nothing superfluous. I lost interest after looking at it.

But the desk has drawers, and I found that the drawers were not locked. I carefully opened the first drawer, and I saw a photo.

The photos look a little old, but they are well preserved. Judging from the traces on the outside, they should be often taken out for observation.

When I saw the content of the photo clearly, I was stunned for a moment.

The environment shown in the photo should be in a place similar to a reception. Several people dressed formally were holding red wine glasses and talking about something around one person.

And to my surprise, the person standing in the center of the group turned out to be me!

It's just that my face in the photo looks a little strange to me, because I have never seen such a confident and calm expression on my own face.

Although the photo only captures a moment of the scene at that time, it is not difficult to see that I am in the dominant position among these people in the photo, and several people around me are obviously circling around me.

Is this me?

Had I been like this before?

My hand holding the photo tightened unconsciously, and my heart started beating a little "ploppppppp".

I stared at me in the photo without blinking, and my heart was full of confusion.

How could I appear at such a reception—after all, in Feng Juekou, I am just a freelancer with no serious job.

Could it be that Feng Jue brought me to participate?It seems that it can be explained in this way. After all, we are lovers, and Feng Jue seems to be someone who will participate in similar occasions.

Intellectually, I reluctantly accepted this explanation, but there was a voice in my heart that refuted it.

I couldn't help taking a closer look at the photo. In the gap between the people in the photo, I keenly found a standing sign. I had to move closer to try to identify the words on the sign. After a while, I could vaguely see the two letters above—"EM", but the words behind were covered up, so I couldn't see them anyway.

While trying to find some other literal things in this photo, I heard a slight movement at the door with keen ears.

My mind froze, and before I could react, my hand had already put the photo back to its original position, and quickly closed the drawer.

When I just finished this, there was a "--di" sound outside the door, which was the sound of unlocking the password.

My heart almost stopped beating at this moment, but countless thoughts ran through my mind quickly.

Is it Zhang Bo?How can I explain what I am here?However, Feng Jue and I are lovers, so it's not surprising that I appear in my lover's study, right?

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief, but the breath was raised in my throat as soon as I saw the person coming.

"Small idea?"

——It was not Zhang Bo who opened the door, but Feng Jue.

I didn't have time to find out why Feng Jue came back at this time, I could only watch his tall figure walking towards me step by step, and I could only freeze in place and shout out dryly: "...Mr."

Feng Jue walked up to me and stood still. He was half a head taller than me. Standing so close in front of me always gave me an inexplicable pressure, especially when he lowered his head slightly and looked down at me like now.

"Tell me, Xiaoyi, what are you doing in my study?" His eyes were calm, his voice was still soft, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.

But I still couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.

I wanted to lower my head, trying to avoid Feng Jue's sight, but my rationality told me that I couldn't, I couldn't show my guilt, although I was really guilty.

It's okay, Feng Jue is my lover, he loves me very much, and he tolerates me very much, and he just went to his study, it's okay, I keep telling myself this in my heart.

"Sir, I'm a little bored, I want to find some books to read." I heard myself answer like this, and I even moved the corners of my mouth to try to show Feng Jue a natural smile.

Feng Jue didn't speak, just looked at me quietly, his light gray eyes showed some expression that I couldn't understand, like examining or something.

The study was so quiet that I could hear my heart beating like a drum.

I can't last ten seconds in such a quiet environment. I want to say something to break the depressing atmosphere at the moment. I think I will not be able to restrain my body trembling if this continues.

"...Sir, why are you so early..." I was interrupted by Feng Jue's sudden movement.

My chin was forcefully lifted by his cold fingers, forcing me to look up into his eyes.

I subconsciously wanted to turn my head, but as soon as I moved, I found that my chin was tightly clamped by Feng Jue's hand.

My heart couldn't help but beat, I told him, did he find out that I was lying?He is angry?

"Xiaoyi." Feng Jue said, he used his other hand to slowly brush away the broken hair on my forehead, and then his fingers slowly traced along my forehead to my cheek.

His movements were gentle and intimate, but I felt the hairs on my skin stand up when touched.

When Feng Jue was doing this, he kept looking at me, his eyes were deep, his eyes that could not see any emotion were very calm, as calm as the eve of a storm.

I subconsciously closed my eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Why don't you dare to look at me? Is it because you did something wrong?

"kindness?"

Feng Jue spoke very slowly, and the word 'en' at the end was so light that it was almost inaudible, but I understood it, Feng Jue saw that I was lying.

"Sir, I..." I said awkwardly, but I didn't know how to explain it.

Feng Jue didn't give me a chance to continue. He gently pressed my lips with his index finger, attached himself and put his lips close to my ears, and said as if coaxing: "Xiaoyi, you know, no matter I love you no matter what."

Feng Jue paused for a moment: "—but I prefer you to be more obedient."

The cheek was touched softly, and Feng Jue kissed my right cheek like a dragonfly.

I couldn't help trembling violently, and my breathing became short of breath.