Dressed as a villain's brother

Honey: -Is this the two days with the best weather you said recently?

Manta Ray: - Garbage Weather Forecast pissed me off!Can't blame me!

He Yu frantically poked the screen to type, crossed his legs and blushed furiously.

The rain outside the tent became heavier and heavier, and the dense water curtain seemed to flood the Jinshan Temple.

Not only that, but as the clouds piled up, lightning flashes loomed in the sky, and thunder roared from far to near.

Fortunately, the location of their tent is a certain distance from the trees, and the terrain is considered high. The quality of the tarpaulin is excellent, and there is no danger of lightning strikes and water leakage for the time being.

Because of the moisture-proof mat, there is no discomfort when sitting in the tent.

Even in this kind of weather and this kind of environment, it is easy for people to naturally have some ideas of resting and falling asleep in the warm bedding.

But He Yu didn't have this idea.

He felt some indescribable uneasiness about the thunderstorm, and he couldn't sit still right now, not to mention that the tent not far away was still very "lively".

The young lovers, who were like enemies, became louder and louder in the continuous sound of rain.

Affected by the noise, He Yu could only hear some words clearly. It seemed that their tent was leaking.

He Yu looked through the small transparent plastic window, and saw the boy running out soaking wet wearing a coat to protect the girl, packed his things in a panic and got into the car, as if he was planning to go down the mountain.

Seeing them busy, He Yu felt that he couldn't help, so he could only watch them with his chin on his hands, and clicked his tongue.

"It's so miserable..."

"Want to drink water?"

He Yu nodded subconsciously as a deep voice approached, without shifting his gaze a little bit.

Seeing that he didn't reach out to take it, Yang Mu twisted the bottle cap and brought it to his lips.

He Yu cooperatively raised his neck and took a sip from the mineral water bottle that was handed over to him.

The moment he put the water into his mouth, He Yu suddenly reacted, then turned his head and opened his eyes to look at Yang Mu who was feeding him the water, and took a sharp breath.

His saliva was already stuck in his throat, and because of his sudden inhalation, he suddenly coughed.

Most of the water in his mouth spewed out uncontrollably, and He Yu coughed so hard that he looked for a tissue in a panic with red eyes.

The black T-shirt on Yang Mu's body, who was only a few centimeters away from him, was splashed and soaked in a dark color, clinging to his chest and abdomen.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

He Yu was still covering his lips and coughing, when he heard Yang Mu's words, he couldn't help but gasp, and took another breath, coughing even worse.

"Obviously you suddenly gave me water for no reason... Cough!" He was frightened.

No matter how much he manipulated Yang Mu, he didn't want him to serve to this extent.

He Yu grabbed the tissue and wiped vigorously on Yang Mu's body. Because of coughing, his body shook violently, and he bumped into Yang Mu's arm inadvertently.

"Hey!"

"Grass--"

He Yu suddenly jumped up from the field and retreated to the corner, then froze for a long time, then looked down at the water pouring down on his body, and stopped coughing.

The place was already in chaos.

He just knocked the water in Yang Mu's hand into a crooked position, and it just so happened that he splashed it all over himself.

But he had reason to suspect that Yang Mu did it on purpose, so he wouldn't be unable to hold a bottle of water securely.

The feeling of the cloth sticking to the body and dripping water was very uncomfortable. He Yu looked at Yang Mu who was also shocked with red eyes, his voice was hoarse after coughing just now, but it didn't prevent him from holding the pot, "I think you did it on purpose too!"

Yang Mu put down the water bottle, reached out and pulled a paper towel over to wipe it for him.

His brows and eyes were tightly pressed, and the bottom of his eyes was dark, "Don't call out to catch the thief, I'm not that careful."

"...Then you said you have nothing to do, what water are you feeding..." He Yu frowned and groaned, and shrank back because of Yang Mu's uneasy movements.

After a while, the damp clothing continued to absorb warmth from the skin, and a burst of cold inadvertently invaded upwards.

Seeing him shivering, Yang Mu paused for a moment to help him twist the corner of his clothes, and let go, "Change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

He Yu wiped his nose, looked down at his own situation, and then looked out the window at the young couple who had already hid in the car, and suddenly felt that he was also miserable.

Because his bag of clothes is not in this tent.

Yang Mu seemed to see his irritability and sadness, turned around and took out a cotton T-shirt from his bag and threw it over, "Just make do with it."

The clothes fell into his hand with perfect precision, He Yu licked the tip of his teeth, frowned and glanced at him twice, his voice softened, "You don't need it?"

"Just this one." Yang Mu tugged on his short sleeves, "I'll do it in a while."

Within a few seconds, he saw He Yu quickly changing his clothes, so he looked away.

It rained intermittently all afternoon.

Fortunately, the heavy thunder and lightning and heavy rain only concentrated in the afternoon, and after that, it just drifted obliquely, like smoke and fog.

When night fell, the water vapor also stopped, and the whole city was enveloped in fog.

A few gusts of mountain wind blew past, and the dark clouds dispersed quickly, revealing the bright moonlight.

In the vast and endless night, the Milky Way poured down, directly connected to the sky, bright and warm.

Fu Rongjie got out of the tent, adjusted the angle of the tripod and camera in the open space beside him, and leaned over to observe.

He Jin took a small horse and sat not far away, took out the small stove and threw a few pieces of dry charcoal to warm the fire, watching the sparks crackling and shining, serving as an atmosphere group.

The afternoon was long, and he fulfilled his wish to get the details of the new project from Fu Rongjie, and discussed with each other for a long time.

This is actually the state he is more yearning for.

He hopes to have more similar topics to talk about with his lover, not about complicated and trivial matters, but only about areas of common interest and the future.

Although in a closed environment, it is easy to gnaw together if one is not careful.

Obviously he felt that the two of them hadn't reached the stage of love yet.

There was some movement from the tent next door, and He Yu and the two seemed to be having an awkward moment, and walked out one after the other from a long distance away.

"He Jin."

He Jin turned his gaze back, and looked at Fu Rongjie, who was holding the camera in his hand, with his chin resting, "Huh?"

Perhaps it was the cool and comfortable evening breeze after the rain in the mountains, and because of the existence of mosquito-proof lamps, they were not attacked by mosquitoes.

And in the four fields, insects are constantly singing, and the grass and trees are fragrant.

Surrounded by these pleasant things, the tone of both of them was soft and outrageous.

The moment he realized that Fu Rongjie was taking pictures of him, He Jin subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid it. Under the warm firelight, he couldn't help but curl his lips and smile lightly.

Not far away, a sound of treading water suddenly broke the silence, as if Yang Mu accidentally stepped into a puddle.

He Yu hurriedly ran over to laugh at him, but screamed out in the next second, "Come on! There are leeches!!"

Yang Mu hurriedly pulled the person away, and comforted him lightly, "It's okay, take a bite to remove the blood stasis."

For a while, the insects all over the mountain were not as noisy as them.

He Jin turned back with a sigh, and met Fu Rongjie's eyes tacitly through the cool mist that suddenly filled in.

In the passing blue haze, under the deep night sky dotted with eternal starlight.

With such open and clear eyes, He Jin thought in a daze and palpitation.

It was looking at him intently.

At that moment, he couldn't help feeling that there were no stars as close as he could see.

The rain was falling heavily again, and the thick clouds squeezed the sky and fell heavily.

In just a few days, He Jin completely believed what He Yu said earlier [the weekend is the best weather recently].

Because Sunday was sunny for most of the day, and on Monday, the sky tirelessly rained again, occasionally mixed with hail.

But this week he was almost so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground.

Not only because his project team accelerated the testing process, but also added new requirements, but also because of trivial matters in life.

When He Jin got off work on Monday, she heard from her neighbors that the residents on the third floor of their building were new and wanted to decorate their new home.

Because he disliked the small size of the living room, he took advantage of the weekend and confidently asked someone to smash a wall near the entrance with the blueprint.

As a result, it was discovered by neighbors after smashing, and the property was notified.

Because that wall happened to be the load-bearing wall of the building.

Well, a house suddenly became a dangerous building. Even if the family had been ordered by the property management company to rebuild the walls and be responsible for all compensations the next day, the fact that the building was not suitable for living could not be changed.

When encountering such stupid neighbors, the owner can still get a resettlement fee and move to a new house. The tenant is purely a man-made disaster, so he can only consider himself unlucky, pack up and move out as soon as possible.

However, the work has been busy and rainy these days.

When the weather is bad, people's mood is not much better.

He Jin just stayed in the hotel for two days. She was so irritable that she had no other thoughts. She could only wait for the weekend to find a new house.

Now, after He Jin had the first meeting early in the morning, he sat on his desk and pressed his index finger on his temple.

Looking at the long list of work tasks recorded in the laptop, he couldn't help frowning.

His sleep quality has also plummeted in the past two days, and his whole body is in a state of depression.

Lian and Fu Rongjie are both busy with their own business and have little contact with each other.

But this kind of casual contact is not just because of busyness.

He Jin put his thumb on the corner of the table and tapped twice, reached out to grab the porcelain cup and brought it to his lips.

The bitter aroma of coffee spreads from the tip of the nose with hot air.

During this gap, he lifted his tired and slightly drooping eyelids, and glanced at the door of the department when he heard the sound, and saw Cheng Ci'an from the next department coming to deliver the materials.

Cheng Ci'an wore a very loose button-down jacket today, and when he walked in, the hem of the clothes was windy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

After delivering the materials, when passing by Qu Yan, he stopped to chat for a while.

The benefits of interns are fully reflected here.

Although the work is small and trivial, usually only doing chores that are time-consuming and low in difficulty, she has the leisure that He Jin can't wait for now.

He Jin took another look, put down the glass, licked his lips, and turned his pen with downcast eyes.

However, within a few minutes, he noticed Cheng Ci'an wandering around the area where he was.

He Jin and him haven't spoken a few words so far, so they naturally skipped it and continued with their work.

Cheng Ci'an paced and stopped at the side of his desk.

The moment his footsteps settled down, Cheng Ci'an glanced down at the table, his eyes turned around the pen in his hand, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"He... senior?"

He Jin was forced to interrupt the rhythm and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"Are you busy now?" Cheng Ci'an tilted his head.

He really has a youthful appearance. If he dresses more immaturely, it will make people think he is only seventeen or eighteen.

He Jin responded, and turned his gaze away from him.

"Boss Fu is actually busy these days." Cheng Ci'an bent down and said quietly.

"...Is that so?" He Jin replied briefly when he heard Fu Rongjie mentioned. At the same time, he also understood that Cheng Ci'an knew about their relationship.

Seeing that He Jin's attention was caught, Cheng Ci'an went on to say, "Yeah. I can't even make an appointment with him for dinner now. But he seems to have something to do tonight, and he's going to the car shop for maintenance. Here comes the mountain bike."

Mountain bike?

He Jin lowered his eyes slightly to hide his expression.

He didn't fully know what Fu Rongjie was busy with recently, nor where he went every night, because he couldn't take care of himself.

But Cheng Ci'an seemed very clear.

"He plays mountain bikes?" He Jin asked casually, interlacing his fingers on his chest.

"Well, he has been playing for several years."

He Jin pursed her lips.

He wasn't too surprised when he heard the answer.

He remembered a small episode of going down the mountain that day.

At that time, they ran into two mountain bike riders traveling together on the Panshan Highway. When the two passed by, they took off their helmets and greeted Fu Rongjie, and said a few words briefly.

Now it seems that they are the same friends.

"You don't know?" Cheng Ci'an asked.

He Jin glanced at him, "It's true that you don't know as much."

"Didn't I stay with him for a long time?" Cheng Ci'an turned his hands away and smiled.

He Jin looked him up and down without any trace, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Well... I think Fu Rongjie seems a little unhappy recently."

"Don't you care about him?" Cheng Ci'an lowered his voice and asked.

He Jin smiled at him, "If you are free, go and care about it."

Cheng Ci'an heard some thorns in his words, exchanged glances with him, and took two steps back with great winking.

"Hey, they're all so angry."

Cheng Ci'an smiled, flicked the sleeves of the wide short gown, and left.

He Jin glanced at his back and turned his gaze back.

Fu Rongjie was not happy about this. He saw some clues when he came back from camping.

It's just that these clues are small and hidden, and cannot directly confirm his conjecture.

So he still hasn't figured out why.

Two days ago, He Jin couldn't help but ask, but the junior student denied his guess.

He Jin raised his eyes, wandered around the computer screen, and then looked away because of distraction.

He simply focused on recalling what happened while he was still on the mountain on Sunday.

If Fu Rongjie would be angry because of what happened that day...

He Jin thought for a while.

It couldn't be because he was standing beside He Yu while watching the sunrise, and didn't notice that Fu Rongjie came to hold his hand quietly from behind, and raised his arm and hung it on He Yu's shoulder, ignoring him;

It's also impossible that Fu Rongjie beat him up because he suddenly approached the fish that scared him away when he was fishing...

——The reason for these bits and pieces of chicken feathers.

The elementary school boy is not a small-minded person, not to mention that he also made compensation later, so he shouldn't care about these things.

As for the zero-efficiency communication in the past few days, it shouldn't make the elementary school students unhappy.

Primary school students probably have other worries.

As for why Cheng Ci'an knew more about Fu Rongjie's current situation than him...

He Jin thought about it for a while, but after all, he couldn't overcome the competitive spirit in his heart, touched his phone and opened WeChat.

After deliberating for a few seconds, type.

Honey: -Are you free tonight?

He waited patiently for 2 minutes for a reply.

A: - what's the matter?

Honey: -I'm going to the movies.

A: -Then I will go with you.

He Jin unconsciously raised the corner of her lower lip, and just when she felt happy, she suddenly felt that this was actually not very good.

Cheng Ci'an said that he was going to the car shop tonight, so he should have already made an appointment with the people in the car shop, and it might be troublesome to change the plan for him.

What's more, he was just on a whim.

Honey: - Forget it, you can go about your business, I will go with He Yu.

He Jin waited for a while, and watched [the other party is typing...] on the top of the chat page for three to four minutes, but no new news came out.

The work at hand was still silently urging him.

He Jin didn't wait any longer, shook his head to get rid of his thoughts, and forced himself to turn his worries back.

"Xiao Jin."

Old Qiao at the next table walked by and handed him a piece of information, "You can take a look at this."

Seeing that he seemed ready to leave with the documents under his shoulders, He Jin asked, "Where are you going?"

Old Qiao cheered up, "Go to Mr. Fu to discuss something, and sign it by the way."

He walked hurriedly and went out the door quickly.

The busiest person in the whole group right now is him, the interim manager.

Old Qiao spent almost half of the morning on this trip, and didn't stop to take a breath until lunchtime.

Fu Rongjie asked him to have lunch with him.

In the spare time after dinner, Old Qiao finally broke away from work itself and chatted about some trivial life chores.

Fu Rongjie is ten years behind him, but he seems to know how to communicate with people of all ages naturally, and he has no airs in private.

They gossiped for a long time, and there was no so-called generation gap.

As soon as he relaxed physically and mentally, Old Qiao couldn't help talking about his beautiful and virtuous wife at home.

In fact, when he is not busy, what he likes to show off the most is his wife and the beautiful life he and his wife have.

Someone else might change the topic in time and not want to be shown off, but Fu Rongjie listened quietly all the time without interruption.

Old Qiao got excited, just when he talked about how his wife cared for him, and gradually began to get carried away with complacency, he suddenly heard Fu Rongjie speak.

"Has your relationship always been this good?"

"That's right." Old Qiao snapped his fingers generously, "I've been with her for seven years, and I haven't gotten tired of it."

"Does she love you more or do you love her more?" Fu Rongjie asked.

"Basically, it's mutual." Old Qiao didn't mind him asking more deeply, and even became more interested, "I chased her first, but after we got together, she was gradually attracted by my temperament, advantages, and so on. I can't help myself..."

He laughed "hehe" twice.

"Just rely on your own charm?" Fu Rongjie asked thoughtfully.

"That's not true." Old Qiao raised one leg, "I think so. You can't hide the matter of feelings. I put all my thoughts on her on the surface. She already has a good impression of me. , easily moved by my sincerity..."

Old Qiao answered a few more words, gradually feeling something was wrong.

He had never chatted with Fu Rongjie about family matters for so long before, especially about relationship issues.

And Fu Rongjie kept asking questions.

He had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't ask his boss back and care about his private affairs, so he could only force himself to hide his curiosity.

Old Joe tried to find something to do for himself, and got up to get two cups of coffee.

During the few minutes of rest, Old Qiao stood beside the coffee machine and couldn't help but look back at Fu Rongjie.

He saw Fu Rongjie browsing something with his mobile phone.

It cleared up for a while in the afternoon.

At this time, the sunlight through the window is just right, spreading in the corner of the office next to the sofa, melting into some warmth.

Old Qiao came back with coffee, and he turned off the screen when he walked behind Fu Rongjie.

He put one of the cups of black coffee in front of Fu Rongjie, and then he sat down slowly.

Old Qiao stared at the light at his feet, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to speak.

He saw Fu Rongjie picked up the mug and took a sip, and put down his fingers resting on his knees, gathering in the light.The deep eyebrows and eyes were not in the shadow of the wall, and there was no expression.

Old Qiao gritted his teeth, and finally asked, "Boss Fu, do you have a relationship problem?"

It's not that he's gossiping, it's only his sharp eyes that can be blamed.

When he came back, he could see clearly the words on the search bar one second before the screen went off.

He was actually a little surprised, but he understood because he had done similar things.

It's just that I didn't expect that someone like Fu Rongjie, who seems to be born with full appearance skills, would worry about this.

Inexplicably feel both outrageous and sympathetic.

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"It's not a problem." Fu Rongjie was not flustered when he was asked face to face, and it's not surprising that Old Qiao would see it.

It was because he trusted Old Qiao that he didn't deliberately hide it.

"I'm a little impatient." Fu Rongjie took a sip of the hot black coffee, tasting the bitter taste on the tip of his tongue.

Not only is he impatient, he also knows that he likes to hide that impatience, making himself appear to be in an ordinary mood on the surface.

After all, just because you are in a hurry, you can't force others to cooperate with you to realize your thoughts.

"Let me tell you, it shouldn't be a relationship problem." Old Qiao nodded.

He saw that He Jin was normal except for being a little tired.

"Then do you think He Jin doesn't like you enough?" Old Qiao couldn't help inquiring that it was related to two acquaintances.

"...You can't say that." Fu Rongjie was not sure how to evaluate.

It was because he had buried too much and too deeply, so he had just made some progress, and wanted to see a reciprocal response soon.

The best is reciprocal emotion.

But this is nonsense.

In the past few days, every time He Jin ignored him because of some trivial matters, he would feel unhappy.

Obviously it wasn't like this before.

Maybe he wants too much now.

He greedily wants a partner all the time, and the number one priority in his heart is him.Everything or everything else needs to give way for him.

Regarding this matter, he asked Qi Sichu who was more familiar with him last night, but unfortunately, this old bachelor didn't know anything about it.

Fu Rongjie looked at Old Qiao and moved his lips, "Why don't you tell me how to enhance the relationship?"

Old Qiao finally heard him ask, "Ouch" twice.

Sure enough, I just asked him about the relationship between husband and wife because I wanted to ask him for advice.

It's not hard to guess the little boy's thoughts, they all come from this way.

It's just a good thing that the woman in his family is not a cold beauty and always responds positively to him, so he won't be too anxious.

"I don't know exactly what's going on between the two of you." Old Qiao said, "But that's what I just said. You have to put your thoughts on him on the surface."

Fu Rongjie raised his eyebrows.

Are you sure this won't scare people away?

Seeing his expression, Old Qiao quickly added, "I mean, express clearly how you want him to treat you. It's just like our communication work."

Seeing that he seemed to understand but half understood, Old Qiao decided to give some pointers, "It's actually quite simple. If you are free today, take him back to the hotel after get off work, and then find a time..."

Old Qiao was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to pass on his experience, but suddenly he heard Fu Rongjie asked in confusion.

"Back to the hotel?"

"That's right." Old Qiao looked at him, "He Jin is temporarily staying in a hotel right now."

"Why are you staying in a hotel?" Fu Rongjie frowned a little and asked.

"He has complained to me several times about his idiot neighbor who demolished load-bearing walls... You, huh? You don't know?" Old Qiao's confusion at the beginning gradually turned into confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that Fu Rongjie's expression was wrong.

"Didn't he tell you?"

"……No."

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, like a whistling wind blowing in.

Old Qiao suddenly couldn't sit still, and didn't want to drink the coffee in front of him.

He wants to go.

Fortunately, his adaptability is still in place, and he can make up for it in time.

"...Maybe he thinks it's a trivial matter and doesn't want to bother you."

Fu Rongjie pushed the coffee aside, stood up, his already cold voice was covered with ice, "Maybe."