Rebirth of the Canary in Captivity

Shen An woke up very early the next day, her consciousness gradually became clear, and the scene of last night was still vivid in her mind.

He wrapped himself in the quilt and turned over, covering his face with his hands helplessly, complaining how he found such a poor excuse to prevaricate Fu Yunqi.

But he changed his mind, if Fu Yunqi believed it, then he would give up on himself as soon as possible, and stop getting involved with people like himself.

For a person like myself, it is better to find a place where no one is around to fend for himself.

There was a knock on the door, he didn't know how to face Fu Yunqi, so he curled up into a ball and quickly closed his eyes.

Fu Yunqi's footsteps stopped not far from the bed, Shen An turned his back to the door, not knowing what he was doing.

After a while, Fu Yunqi got closer again, and Shen An could feel the collapse of the mattress beside him and the faint smell of perfume, and his heart became more uneasy.

"Xiao An?" Fu Yunqi's tentative voice was very soft, "Xiao An, do you want to get up for breakfast?"

Warm hands landed on Shen An's shoulders and pushed, then sighed regretfully, "Oh, seeing how pitiful you were last night, I specially prepared Yipinxuan buns for you, but it's a pity that I don't have such a good fortune..."

Shen An's body moved slightly, and he secretly opened his eyes, but was startled.

Fu Yunqi was propping his hands on both sides of his body, looking down at him.

"Fu, Mr. Fu, don't be like this..." Shen An was not ready to face Fu Yunqi, so he subconsciously pushed Fu Yunqi's arm and hid back.

Fu Yunqi looked innocent, "Just saying good morning?"

Shen An couldn't understand Fu Yunqi's attitude towards what happened last night. He clearly saw that Fu Yunqi was very angry when he learned that he had cheated him, but he didn't know why Fu Yunqi's tone changed so quickly.

Shen An even thought it was a dream that Fu Yunqi carried him to the bathroom to wash his body. It wasn't until he woke up in the morning that he didn't feel any discomfort in his body that he knew that Fu Yunqi might have really believed his excuse.

"Good morning, Mr. Fu..." Shen An stammered in response, but Fu Yunqi did not see the intention to let go of him.

"You, do you have anything else to do?"

"Of course," Fu Yunqi approached Shen An slowly, with a relaxed expression on his face, "I've thought about what happened last night, and it's my fault that I didn't understand your hobby well. It will be like this."

Shen An didn't know what Fu Yunqi meant by "it won't be like this in the future".

Will you not let yourself have another chance to play with toys casually?Or are you ready to learn more about yourself?Or, won't you lose your temper with yourself casually?

No matter which point, Shen An was a little overwhelmed.

From a certain point of view, Shen An regarded Fu Yunqi as a benefactor.

If Fu Yunqi hadn't given him a place to live that night, maybe he was still wandering endlessly until now, or maybe he was caught back to the top floor of the villa by the enraged Qin Zheng before running far, and raised like an animal rise up until death.

What he should do now is to repay Fu Yunqi instead of dragging him down like a waste.

Thinking of this, Shen An and Fu Yunqi looked at each other and shook their heads, "Mr. Fu is serious, I was the one who did something wrong last night, and it's none of Mr. Fu's business. Those things go out."

Fu Yunqi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes darkened, and he raised Shen An's chin with his index finger, "Xiao An did something wrong and needs some punishment."

Shen An was startled, not knowing why Fu Yunqi suddenly thought of punishing himself, so he nodded in a daze.

Taking Shen An downstairs, before going down the stairs, Shen An saw the neatly hung maid outfits in the center of the living room.

"This, this is..."

"I thought about it, and I think Xiao An is still suitable for wearing women's clothes." Fu Yunqi went downstairs, randomly picked one from the inside, and held it in his hand, "It doesn't need to be worn for a long time, just five days a week."

Shen An shook his body, and he tremblingly said, "Why?"

Fu Yunqi raised his eyebrows, turned around and hung the maid outfit on the hanger, and explained, "Probably... this is my strange hobby recently, you know, I used to like girls, so wearing it like this makes me feel better."

Shen An didn't know who Fu Yunqi liked originally, but that person was definitely not a boy.

Such a result might be a punishment for lying to herself, Shen An admitted.

He picked up the clothes that Fu Yunqi picked out for him, and rubbed the fabric with his fingers. He could feel that the fabric was not very good, even a little rough.

It is impossible to buy this kind of clothes with Fu Yunqi's financial resources, Shen An thinks that he must have done it on purpose - deliberately let himself wear this kind of clothes to suffer.

"If I wear it, will Mr. Fu be happy?"

Fu Yunqi stared closely at Shen An's eyes, as if he wanted to see some flaws, but he failed, and Shen An didn't even have the slightest intention to tell him the truth.

"Yes." Fu Yunqi squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

He wanted to force Shen An to tell him everything about last night, but Shen An's stubborn appearance completely aroused his suspicion.

"The relationship between you and me, in the final analysis, is nothing more than hot friends. Is it normal to make some concessions to each other in order to make this relationship more pleasant? I will spend more time with you in the future and help you treat illnesses. You only need to wear Well, the clothes I like, just stand in front of me obediently."

The unbearable relationship was suddenly revealed, Shen An's body trembled, and he didn't dare to look into Fu Yunqi's eyes anymore.

He was afraid of seeing the parasite-like self in Fu Yunqi's eyes.

He was afraid that Fu Yunqi would say the same words as Qin Zheng.

Shen An subconsciously wants to apologize, but what to say, Shen An has no idea what I'm sorry for him.

After a long time, he forced a smile, "Okay, just do what Mr. Fu said."

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Speaking of obedience, Shen An had already thought of a countermeasure in his heart, he could not continue to rely on Fu's family, he should have his own things to do.

When Fu Yunqi was at home, he would take the initiative to put on some revealing maid outfits, and sometimes he would put on a pair of black stockings.

The fabric of the maid outfit is so poor. When not sweating, the hard fabric rubs against the body, and the soft skin is rubbed red, and it is even more uncomfortable after sweating. The inelastic clothes confine the body. What do you do? They are all tied up.

Shen An didn't dare to comment on Fu Yunqi's words, so he could only try to avoid wearing maid outfits as much as possible.

Shen An actually has his own plans. He has been sending resumes online these days, hoping to find a studio that can accept new designers.

What he didn't know was that all the messages he sent from the computer would pass through Fu Yunqi's eyes.

In the end, he received an interview invitation from a studio. The name of the studio is KERO. It is one of the emerging design companies in recent years. It has not participated in many big shows, but the clothes are very popular among white-collar workers, and the price is not cheap. , is a rising star in the clothing industry.

Shen An was concentrating on making an appointment to chat with HR, not even knowing that someone came in.

When he reacted, Fu Yunqi had already come behind him.

Shen An closed the laptop with one hand, turned around in a panic, saw that it was Fu Yunqi, and felt even more frightened.

"Why did Mr. Fu come back so early?"

Fu Yunqi knew what happened a long time ago, and was not too surprised by the person Shen An chatted with.

What's more, he didn't come back this time to monitor Shen An, he just came back to get things.

"Leave after taking the things, you don't have to be nervous." Fu Yunqi squeezed the tip of Shen An's pen, feeling the cold sweat on his hand.

Shen An's expression stiffened and the corners of his lips curled up. He didn't know if Fu Yunqi would be angry because of how much he had seen.

"Mr. Fu, why don't you leave after lunch," Shen An suddenly asked to stay. He knew that Fu Yunqi would not really stay for dinner, so he asked in a panic, "I...I haven't done it yet, Mr. Fu I'll cook for you whatever you want to eat."

Fu Yunqi really shook his head, "I'm not eating at home, you can just eat whatever you want."

Saying that, Fu Yunqi ignored Shen An's uneasy expression, and directly opened the drawer under the desk.

Shen An saw that there were many neatly wrapped small gift boxes neatly placed in that drawer.

Before Shen An could take a closer look, the drawer was tightly closed by Fu Yunqi, and even put a lock on it.

Fu Yunqi even put the documents on the table casually, but this kind of thing was locked, Shen An felt more and more that Fu Yunqi was putting the cart before the horse.

But this is not his area of ​​control, Shen An turned his eyes away and pretended not to see it.

After picking up the things he was looking for, Fu Yunqi stood up, and while walking out, he turned his head and said, "I'll be back at night, you stay at home alone and be good."

Shen An thought that Fu Yunqi must have something important to do, otherwise he wouldn't easily let go of himself who didn't wear the maid outfit as agreed.

But this saved him from lying to Fu Yunqi, so he smiled and agreed to Fu Yunqi's request, and sent him all the way to the elevator.

Afterwards, Shen An walked back to the study and made an appointment with the HR of the design company for an afternoon interview.

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Fu Yunqi returned to the car with the things in his hand, then put the things on the seat beside him, and signaled the driver to drive to Xing Ke near the company.

The driver glanced at the date on the phone, and knew what Fu Yunqi was going to do.

"Mr. Fu, you have been doing this for so many years. Shouldn't you let Mr. Han know the truth?"

Fu Yunqi, who was looking out the window, was silent, and after a while, he said quietly, "Maybe it would be better for him to find out by himself."

"Oh...why bother?" The driver sighed and stopped talking, while Fu Yunqi fell into the memory of the past.

Arriving at the appointed coffee shop, a white-haired middle-aged man was the first to see Fu Yunqi entering the door, stood up and greeted him.

Fu Yunqi walked towards the gray-haired middle-aged man, and took out a small exquisitely packaged box and a somewhat worn-out postcard from his trouser pocket.

The middle-aged man took the box and the postcard with both hands as if he had found a treasure, and held them reverently between his lips and kissed them.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu..." The middle-aged man was very grateful for Fu Yunqi's behavior and couldn't stop thanking him.

Fu Yunqi smiled lightly and shook his head, "This is a gift from my uncle this year. He is 58 this year and his body is still healthy, so I made you a music box."

Fu Yunqi had read the content on the business card many times and could almost memorize it.

In any case, he never imagined how his uncle, who was already terminally ill, spent a few days writing postcards for the next few decades while dragging his sick body.

But fortunately, Mr. Han did not give up and kept waiting. This can be regarded as a two-way rush.

Fu Yunqi endured it, but still didn't have the heart to tell Mr. Han that his uncle had already passed away.

"Mr. Han, do you still like the gift from uncle this year?" Fu Yunqi put down the coffee cup in his hand and asked.

Han Yi's wrinkled face was stained with a little disappointment, "I like it, but I don't know when your uncle will come back... just take a look at me."

[The author has something to say: Lao Fu is a scheming boy who will only bully Xiao An

But it can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of youth hhh

Tomorrow there will be an episode of the senior group

Good night in advance! ! ! 】

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Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, Fu Yunqi fell into deep thought.

He and Chao Wendao can be regarded as long-forgotten friends. The two met at a business party abroad. They have the same hobbies. Although they are more than 20 years apart, they have become good friends who talk about everything.

Chao Wendao came to the student apartment to find him early one morning, holding a leather file bag in his hand.

"Mr. Chao, what's the matter?" Fu Yunqi was puzzled.

Zhao Wendao looked at the students walking around, so he invited Fu Yunqi to a coffee shop near the apartment.

After ordering a cup of American style for the two of them, Zhao Wendao opened the file bag and showed Fu Yunqi the test report inside, followed by a will.

Fu Yunqi was puzzled, "You are..."

"That's what you see, Xiao Fu." Chao Wendao took off his hat, and his unruly mid-length hair was cut short for some time. It’s been a month, and I’m doing chemotherapy these days, and my hair is falling out more and more, and I can’t hold it anymore.”

It was the first time Fu Yunqi heard the name of this kind of cancer, before he had time to take out his mobile phone to search, his eyes swept across the pinhole on Chao Wendao's arm, his pupils tightened suddenly.

Seeing the random pinholes one after another made his scalp numb and his whole body cold.

Chao Wendao smiled wryly, and covered his arms with his hands, "This is only a part, there will be more in the future, so I have to prepare now."

Saying that, Chao Wendao pushed the will in front of Fu Yunqi, "I have no wife, no children, and you are the only one I can trust here."

Fu Yunqi didn't take over the will immediately, he asked again, "What if I go to other places for treatment? There is always a doctor who can help. Now cancer is not an incurable disease, you can't decide your own life so hastily!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wendao shook his head and smiled, "If there was a way, I wouldn't have come to this point."

Fu Yunqi sat in the booth dejectedly, feeling that what he said just now was really hasty.

As far as he knows, although Chao Wendao is not a well-known rich man, he has famous shipyards all over the world. Chao's ship manufacturing industry is very developed and can create billions of wealth every year. How can such a person Wouldn't do anything to survive.

As he said, if there was a way, he would not have come to this point.

Sometimes, the forced choice is not necessarily the best, but it must be the most suitable option at that time.

Chao Wendao didn't want to take the risk of being a gamer. He had been cautious all his life, and now he just wanted to hand over the last thing to the trustworthy Fu Yunqi.

"Xiao Fu, you and I haven't known each other for a long time, but this time is really pleasant," Chao Wendao said sincerely, but his eyes looked away, as if he was recalling something, "I once tried to treat you as As him, but I failed, you are similar to him, but in many cases, completely different."

Fu Yunqi knew who "he" was referring to.

When the two first met, Chao Wendao confessed his sexual orientation to Fu Yunqi. He said that he had a man he liked very much.

That man was good in every way, but the two couldn't get together in the end.

The reason, Chao Wendao said, was his own fault - he was forced to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official because he didn't want his sister to have a commercial marriage.

Although the two divorced within a few years, he was in a high position, and he could not be with a man anyway, which would shame the family.

A few years later, his parents passed away one after another. Zhao Wendao had lived abroad for more than ten years, and had never returned to the country, nor had he seen that person.

Until three years ago, the man asked someone to send a message to Chao Wendao, saying that he wanted to meet him.

Already over half a century old, Chao Wendao didn't know what the meaning of such a meeting was, but the other party's enthusiasm was hard to stop, so Chao Wendao wrote a postcard to the other party.

The two made an appointment, and no one would disturb the other's life. If they could meet, they would naturally meet among the crowd.

Fu Yunqi scoffed at such an agreement at first, the two were separated by several continents and thousands of miles away, how could it be possible to say that they would meet each other as soon as they met in a sea of ​​people.

But when he thought about it carefully by himself, he felt that such an agreement was very romantic.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, when everyone was just a speck of dust, everyone was crowded in the vast universe. Who would have thought that they would meet, know each other, and fall in love with someone?

But these happened in such an incredible way, the friction and collision of two dusts that had never met each other made love.

While Fu Yunqi was lamenting this kind of love, he also felt that he probably would never meet such a person—this kind of relationship requires two-way running, but he has never been tempted by a single person.

"We will meet," Chao Wendao was not worried about Fu Yunqi's love life at all, he believed that this tall and handsome boy would have his own future, "Your road is thousands of times longer than mine , so it will definitely be found, but that person is still looking for it.”

Fu Yunqi carefully looked at the will, hesitated for a moment, but still rejected Chao Wendao.

"Mr. Chao, I'm afraid I can't accept this will."

"Why?" Chao Wendao was surprised.

Fu Yunqi put his finger on the property, "Your private property should be left to your relatives. The amount of money is too large, I really can't accept it."

Chao Wendao was stunned for a moment, then snorted, lowered his head and looked at his toes, "I also just learned something recently, you turned to the last page of your will."

Fu Yunqi raised his hand, and sure enough, he saw the additional conditions on the last page.

"...I told my ex-wife that my cancer was terminal, and she told me that she had tried to conceive my child with test tube technology, but the technology was not developed at that time, and the child was deformed, and she threw it away afterwards." Chao Wendao bent his lips with a strong face, "I didn't expect that I would do such a crime..."

Deformed children……

Fu Yunqi immediately thought of someone who often appeared in the photo album of Qin Zheng's circle of friends. Instead of asking about the child's deformity, he directly turned to the appendix on the last page and saw the child's birth certificate.

The fuzzy color photos do not show the specific appearance, and there is no special birthmark on the child to prove it.

"Xiao Fu, after you find that child, say sorry to him for me, and then hug him for me." Chao Wendao felt extremely guilty for the child in his heart, but he didn't know what to do to make up for this shortcoming. Half of the private inheritance is left to him, if you can’t find it, then donate it to me after 50 years.”

Fu Yunqi's heart sank at what Chao Wendao said. He knew that Chao Wendao had prepared for the worst. If he really couldn't find that child, even Fu Yunqi himself would regret it for the rest of his life.

"I will do my best to help you find it, Mr. Chao, don't worry." Fu Yunqi said earnestly, he could only reply to Chao Wendao in this way, and also comfort himself who was not sure.

Chao Wendao sat up straight, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, "There is another thing."

Fu Yunqi flipped through the appendix with his fingers, and saw another additional condition.

"Party B must present Mr. Han Yi with gifts and postcards made by Party A on July [-] every year, until Mr. Han Yi has a new relationship."

The seemingly awkward request was very clear to Fu Yunqi.

It's just that he didn't understand the purpose of doing so, but felt that it would be better to just let each other go at this opportunity.

Has been entangled for so many years, why bother to follow after death.

"I love Han Yi," Chao Wendao groped the outer wall of the coffee cup with his fingers, and the smile on his face became heavier, "Maybe you think I'm... neurotic, but if one day you fall in love with someone, you will understand My feeling, it's a kind of ... possessiveness that you don't want to give him to anyone, and you go crazy when you see anyone around him."

"I think he always remembers me."

Fu Yunqi wanted to ask a question already at this time, why bother each other, but the question came to his lips, but he couldn't ask it.

He had no right to influence Chao Wendao's choice, so he could only silently nod his head.

"Maybe one day he will find out the truth, and I should be gone by then. It might be a bit hypocritical to say that," Chao Wendao pursed his lips, "I will still bless them, and hope that the other one will treat him better."

Chao Wendao paused, then raised his head and smiled, "The other person should treat him better than me. No one is thinking about someone like me after death."

Fu Yunqi didn't agree with Chao Wendao's words, because he had never been in touch with feelings, he felt that any feelings, light or heavy, in the world were reasonable and respected.

It just has nothing to do with him.

He has been a lonely traveler during his more than 20 years of desert journey.

"Okay, that's it." Chao Wendao left the documents to Fu Yunqi, drank the coffee in the cup in one go, stood up and moved his sore shoulders, and looked at the shining eyes illuminated by the sun in the distance. Glowing Fountain, "Life is Beautiful, Isn't It?"

Looking at Chao Wendao skipping the shadows and walking towards the light in the distance, Fu Yunqi didn't say goodbye to him, but just looked at his back and silently closed the suicide note in his hand.

Since then, the two have never met again, and Fu Yunqi never received any news from Chao Wendao on his mobile phone.

On the eve of returning home, Fu Yunqi suddenly received an obituary.

Chao Wendao died in the middle of a snowy and windy night. The memorial service was carefully prepared, and the ashes were finally sprinkled in the sea. Fu Yunqi helped Chao Wendao deal with the funeral, and returned with his will and gifts made by himself. out of the country.

Fu Yunqi took the initiative to contact Mr. Han, and lied that Chao Wendao was his uncle, and asked him to give him gifts and postcards.

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"Is Mr. Han satisfied with this year's gift?" Fu Yunqi put down the coffee cup in his hand and asked with a smile.

Han Yi couldn't put it down to the small music box made by Chao Wendao himself, and kept opening and closing it. Two dolls stood in the center of the music box, each wearing a suit of a different color.

At the end of the song, the two dolls kissed tightly together.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yunqi couldn't help blinking a few more times, and looked away.

Seeing this scene, Han Yi's wrinkled face was also tinged with disappointment, "I like it, but I just don't know when your uncle will come back... just take a look at me."

Fu Yunqi didn't know how to comfort and explain, so he remained silent.

In silence, the two ended the meeting.

Back in the car, the driver turned to look at Fu Yunqi, "Mr. Fu, where are you going now?"

Fu Yunqi polished the windproof lighter in his hand, lit a cigarette, and held it between his fingertips without taking a puff.

"Go back to the company first, and go to KERO for a meeting in the afternoon."

[The author has something to say: Lao Fu is actually relatively pure emotionally hhhh

innocent old crazy batch

There is another chapter]

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