A sea king's friend dressed as the president's male protagonist

Fu Ze didn't know Xi Lingyun's plan.

The moment when the words of confession fell seemed short, but it was also very long.

It was difficult for him to describe his mood at this moment.

The surprise of being confessed by someone and the shyness of "Did I meet a bamboo horse confessing?" are like flowers on a branch in spring, swaying against the warm wind for half a second, only to be hit by a burst of resentful knocking on the door. Fall, into the soil.

"Xi Lingyun! It's you, right? You and Fu Ze are inside? What are you two doing?!"

The door that was close at hand was smashed loudly, and Fu Ze unconsciously leaned back to avoid it, showing a bewildered expression dullly.

This voice is so familiar.

Wait... Is that the one who courted the handsome guy just now?

Help!

What kind of Shura field is this!

Fu Ze immediately woke up from his trance, and explained with a strong desire to survive: "It's all a misunderstanding! He's drunk and talking nonsense here!"

This time, he easily broke free from the shackles of the people behind him, rushed out and opened the door, and let the angry man in. He turned sideways to reveal the people behind him, and repeatedly emphasized: "He drank Drunk, really, still smelling of alcohol!"

"I am drunk?"

Under the angry gaze of the man at the door, Xi Lingyun kept staring down at the young man's back with a smile in his eyes. Even after hearing this sophistical statement, he was still affectionate, full of pampering and affection. Helpless, he nodded with a wry smile: "Okay, I'm drunk."

So Fu Ze watched the face of the man blocking the door getting worse, closed his eyes fiercely, took a deep breath, and nodded with a forced smile, gnashing his teeth a bit: "Then I'll take Ling Yun's place... Thank you, Young Master Fu taken care of."

After all, he couldn't help but half embraced Xi Lingyun with slightly drunken cheeks in his arms, trying to forcibly lead him away from here in a protective posture.

Fu Ze, who hadn't learned about Ling Yun's expression before, naturally couldn't understand the sudden hostility from the other party.But he suddenly recalled the unpleasant way of getting along between the man and Xi Lingyun at the banquet before, and his heart skipped a beat——

What if this person plots something wrong?

Fu Ze was about to ask the other party to stay, when he caught a glimpse of Xi Lingyun's elegant and delicate face like a nobleman, slightly raised towards him, his eyes showed a hint of resistance, and he quietly gestured for a phone call.

Afterwards, Xi Lingyun showed a shallow smile, as if comforting.

Fu Ze was not comforted, on the contrary, he was even more worried.But when the other party voluntarily declined, he could only choose to watch the other party be forcibly taken away, wait for the other party to report to him that he was safe, and he could do nothing else.

——He didn't even know his present identity, so how could he dare to make extra troubles?

The sudden realization of the painful reality made Fu Ze look downcast.He stood still for a while, and was about to move back to the room just now, when suddenly a male voice full of apology came from behind——

"Excuse me, may I ask... is the changing room here?"

Fu Ze turned his head abruptly, and bumped into a pair of deep pool-like eyes, and was taken away from his sanity for a moment by the spark-like smile.

But soon, he regained his senses, and turned to watch this man walking towards him vigilantly.He looks about the same age as Fu Ze, but he has the same introverted temperament as Xie Jingtian; he wears a dark blue suit jacket on his arms, and there is a dark water stain on the collar. Smell the rich aroma of wine.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, and he stood in front of Fu Ze, his tall body blocked the rare sunlight in winter, and his shadow completely shrouded Fu Ze, like a deep sea without people, bringing an undeniable sense of oppression.

Fu Ze felt a little suffocated, and couldn't help taking two steps back. After calming down, he pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know either."

He searched the memory after waking up, and he was quite sure that he had never seen the other party at this banquet.

Who is this?

"That's it."

The young man nodded and smiled again: "Then, can I use this room?"

Fu Ze instinctively didn't want to get entangled with the other party. Hearing this, he hurriedly took a step back: "Yes. You can do whatever you want."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked up the stairs without looking back, thinking that someone would come to this floor in a short while, and it would be better not to have more contact with outsiders until he knew the specific image of the original body.He planned to go down to find Xie Jingtian, follow behind him, finish the banquet first, and talk in detail after returning.

But before he took three steps, another soft, flattering cry came from the room——

"Aze?"

Fu Ze paused, suddenly feeling ominous.

"Are you still mad at me?"

Fu Ze: "..."

Brother, who are you!

He took a deep breath, and his brain turned: It's definitely not okay to just walk away like this. If the conflict between the other party and the original body is not worth mentioning, it will seem like a fuss.

But if you stay and get in close contact with the other party, it is very likely to expose the fact that you have "amnesia".If the other party has bad intentions, then he...

Wait, no.

The person who came to change clothes, why didn't he bring a spare clothes?

"Ze, are you still there?"

He didn't get a response, and the other party seemed to be unable to restrain himself. He walked out the door and met Fu Ze who was standing at the stairs.

Across the half corridor, Fu Ze seemed to be grabbed by the other party's heart, and the stairs in front of him were like an abyss in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, the visitor was not good.

Fu Ze sighed inwardly, turned his toes reluctantly, and returned to the room under the quiet gaze of the other party.

He sat upright in front of the table, picked up a piece of dessert with green fingers, put it into his slightly pale lips, took a sip, and looked at the person next to him as air, and gave him a stingy look.

It seemed that the three words "angry" were almost thrown in the face of the other party.

Forced to choose the second path, Fu Ze was of course angry.This kind of anger even briefly overwhelmed the pressure brought on him by the young man in front of him.

Being closely watched by a complete stranger who knows no friends or enemies, anyone would be more or less anxious.

Fortunately, relying on the desire to survive, Fu Ze combined the information obtained after waking up, and vaguely described the general image of the original body——

A rich second-generation young master who doesn't deal with Xie Jingtian, who is currently in power in the Fu family, and who treats outsiders above him.

What would a person do if he was angry with his friend?

Of course, treat the other party as an outsider.

That being the case, no matter what the relationship between the other party and the original body is, for now, you can treat the other party as an "outsider".His behavior seemed reasonable.

What to do next depends on the other party's reaction.

he thought confidently.

However, in fact...

After the man sat down next to Fu Ze, he didn't say a word, but just stared straight at him, which made Fu Ze feel a little overwhelmed.

What are you looking at!Say something!

Fu Ze felt bitter, but when he looked at the last piece of dim sum on the plate, he had a new idea.

If the man continued to remain silent until the snack was over, did he have a reason to leave?

So he didn't have time to wipe the crumbs from his fingertips, and when he was about to raise his hand to pick up the lovely and delicate piece of dessert——

The silent young man next to him took a step ahead of him, pinched the snack between his fingers, and put it into his mouth.

Fu Ze: "?"

"It's very sweet."

The young man swallowed his food and spoke slowly, but what he said made Fu Ze a little creepy: "But don't you hate dessert the most?"

Fu Ze who had already eaten a whole plate of dim sum: "..."

Boy: "It's not like your previous style. Did something happen? Or, because of that incident, you were really angry enough to break up with me?"

"Also, those two people just now...are they confessing to you?"

Fu Ze raised his head slowly, and looked at the young man in disbelief; seeing the undisguised inquiry in the other's eyes and the tight lips in displeasure, he trembled all over.

no?Is this person going to confess to me too?

Faced with this almost aggressive questioning, Fu Ze was a little helpless.Fortunately, at this critical moment, a voice suddenly came from the door that lifted his spirits.

"Master?"

It's Xie Sedum!

Tears welled up in the corners of Fu Ze's eyes, and he turned around and ran over without hesitation: "I'm here! Brother! I'll go back with you!"

Excitedly, he stood next to Xie Jingtian, his dark eyes were lit up by the overflowing sunlight, and a few strands of his light brown curly hair, which had been dutifully combed up, fell down and hung between his eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of lively temperament.

Fu Ze subconsciously grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes due to overjoy, appearing to be very dependent.

This scene shocked the other two present to the same degree.

Staring down at the hand that was clenching the corner of his clothes, Xie Jingtian was silent for a while, almost stopped breathing, and a storm arose in his heart.

How many years has it been since I have been so close to Fu Ze?

Moreover, I heard correctly just now...Fu Ze called himself, "Brother"?

After years of intimacy, Xie Jingtian, who has always been prudent and self-sufficient, began to suspect that she had hearing problems at a young age.

Fortunately, when he saw the same subtle-looking person in the room, he immediately realized that it was not an auditory hallucination just now.

It's true that Fu Ze... called him "brother".

Could it be that Fu Ze didn't lie to him and really lost his memory?

"elder brother?"

Seeing the people around him start to be in a daze, Fu Ze felt a little weird, so he yelled again, without thinking too much at all.

After all, the assistants, like Xie Jingtian, thought that he did not have amnesia, so they did not inform in detail about the specific relationship between the original body and Xie Jingtian, but simply mentioned, "Xie Jingtian is the adopted son of the Fu family. 12 years older", so Fu Ze took it for granted that he should call the other party "brother".

No matter how much Yuanshen confronted Xie Jingtian, it wouldn't be so troublesome that he didn't even call him "brother", right?

Coupled with the accidents that happened just now, Fu Ze deepened his "little bird complex" towards Xie Jingtian. If he didn't have a bit of sense, he would have wished to hide behind Xie Jingtian's back.

Shura field or something, it's too scary.

Fortunately, his brother is here!

Fu Ze raised the corners of his mouth happily and triumphantly.

The two secretly observing Fu Ze's expression: "..."

Are you so happy?

Xie Jingtian, who had just returned to the cage, was somewhat rational, but was evaporated by this smile, and smiled, then looked at the young man standing silently in the room, and said softly: "Young Master Gu, long time no see."

The other party finally withdrew his gaze from looking at Fu Ze, and when his cold eyes looked at Xie Jingtian, the ice finally melted a bit: "Brother Xie, long time no see."

Xie Jingtian was puzzled and wary of the change in the young man's attitude, but he didn't show it on his face, he just nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the wine-stained suit that was casually placed on the back of the chair, and his tone was gentle: "The changing room is not here. Here, do you need me to take you there?"

What?His brother wants to go with the other party?

Fu Ze, who was quietly pretending to be a quail beside him, suddenly lost his composure. Before he could find an excuse to pull Xie Jingtian away, Young Master Gu nodded in response.So Fu Ze had to follow Xie Jingtian all the way to send the person to the changing room. He was extremely nervous throughout the whole process, for fear that the other party would suddenly open his mouth to complain or complain to Xie Jingtian.

Fortunately, Young Master Gu didn't say anything. When he got to the changing room, he politely thanked him and closed the door behind him.Fu Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Xie Jingtian downstairs.

However, halfway through, Xie Jingtian suddenly asked: "You and Gu Weizhao... what did you just say?"

"No, didn't say anything, Gu—wait, brother, what did you say? Who is he? Gu Weizhao? Which 'Wei' which 'Zhao'?!"

When Fu Ze was racking his brains to figure out how to lie, the word "Gu Weizhao" was like an insignificant spark, but it precisely landed on a tiny wire in his memory, instantly detonating/exploding the relevant content.

This name...why is it exactly the same as the hero in a book he read before?