What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Minister Meng came to Lin Fei excitedly early in the morning, "Xiao Lin! Someone has taken orders for the app you want to develop."

Lin Fei stood beside the console, with his hands resting on the edge of the table, staring at the scrolling numbers on the screen without raising his head, "Which company?"

"The task I posted on the Internet is for an individual, and the resume is quite real." Although Minister Meng doesn't understand, he can bluff people when he looks at the long list of proficient programming languages.

Lin Fei moved the mouse with one hand, kept looking at the screen, and changed the subject casually, "Uncle Meng, do you know how much the Observatory's Kepler telescope costs?"

"Which is the Kepler telescope?"

"Kepler with the Cassini slit in Saturn's rings."

Minister Meng seemed to understand, confused, "What's wrong with that?"

Lin Fei glanced at him distractedly, with a slight smile on his lips, "I heard from Professor Gao that it is very expensive, and the equatorial mount alone is worth my five-year salary."

"Oh? So expensive!" Minister Meng was surprised.

Lin Fei continued to scan the data, and Xiu Bai's fingers crackled and tapped the keyboard quickly. Minister Meng looked at his thin profile, stood there blankly for a while, and suddenly came back to his senses, "You mean I have encountered a liar?"

To make an APP connected to the Kepler telescope, you must first have a Kepler telescope. This thing is generally purchased by companies. Ordinary people who have a lot of money can’t afford to buy an astronomical telescope to watch the stars at home.

Lin Fei smiled without saying a word.

Minister Meng touched the back of his head, feeling that his IQ was insulted, "Okay, I originally arranged for you to meet at noon, if you are a liar, forget it!"

Lin Fei picked up the phone on the table, glanced at the time, "I'm free, I just went to see you."

Whether the work in hand is urgent or slow, the APP that measures the distance of stars will be used in a short time. There are only a handful of Internet development companies that can do this. They are not only proficient in programs, but also know a little about astronomy. It's too hard to find people, so don't care if the other party is a mule or a horse, just pull them out for a walk.

The meeting place was set at a well-known restaurant in the urban area. Lin Fei took care of his old classmates and brought Xia Chi to meet the world. The car stopped on the side of the road. Xia Chi opened the door and went straight to the ice cream shop across the street.

Lin Fei silently recited the table number issued by Minister Meng, and walked all the way to a seat by the window. When he saw a familiar figure, he stopped and stood where he was. There was still time to turn around and leave, but he couldn't hide from Fu Shiyue all his life. Said sarcastically, "Boss Fu really has leisure and elegance."

Fu Shiyue didn't seem to hear the ridicule, and smiled gently, "Let's talk while eating."

"OK?"

The three words are so gentle that water can be squeezed out.

Lin Fei opened the chair and sat down, lowered his eyes, and slowly flipped through the recipes. He knew the psychological game well. If he ran away today, it just meant that there was a "ghost" in his heart, and the most ruthless way to end it was to pretend nothing happened, "Is Kerui very idle?" ?”

"Well, I'm not too busy recently." Fu Shiyue looked at him quietly as if he didn't understand.

Lin Fei smelled the light and elegant scent of men's perfume, and raised his head. In the [-]-degree hot weather, Fu Shiyue was wearing a well-fitting and flat black shirt, the buttons were tightly stitched, and the cuffs were tightly covered from the cuffs to the Adam's apple. Sense of abstinence, just...not hot?

Fu Shiyue met his gaze, raised his wrist, and inadvertently loosened the buttons of his cuffs, not daring to go any further, the ugly and protruding scars on his arms would scare Lin Fei.

Lin Fei sipped his tea, feeling that Fu Shiyue's purpose was not pure, so he asked straight to the point, "We don't need to go around the corner, right? What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to contribute to the country's aerospace industry." Fu Shiyue said meticulously.

Lin Fei believed that he was a ghost. Today is different. That innocent and immature boy died early in the fear day after day, and what came out of his shell was an invincible soul.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, there is always a way to deal with Fu Shiyue.

Lin Fei snorted softly, and said in a business-like manner: "You should have read the basic proposal. There are currently four methods for measuring the distance of stars. Generally, triangular parallax is commonly used. This time I want to try a few more, such as spectral line red Move method..."

He is very charming when he talks about professional knowledge. Fu Shiyue noticed it in the last live broadcast. The subtle expression was engraved in his heart. In his impression, Lin Fei was like a bright and clean small fir tree, without anything, but there was a sense of self-confidence from the inside out all over his body, which made him radiant all the time.

Now the light is restrained, like a sharp sword in its sheath, Lin Fei no longer shows his sharpness like before, but has a rare dignified and calm, occasionally raising his eyes to see the domineering young man in the past.

His chest felt sore for no reason. Lin Fei like this was certainly very good, but he wanted to see that spoiled, arrogant, and coquettish child, but he knew very well that he was the one who forced this child to grow up.

Xia Chi was holding two cups of ice cream. Seeing Fu Shiyue startled, he froze for a few seconds. He matched his face with that of the boss Kerui in his mind, and said in surprise, "Lin Fei, is this your friend?"

Fu Shiyue made up a word in his heart, smiled, and said politely, "Hello."

"Hello, I'm Xia Chi, Lin Fei's classmate." Xia Chi grinned brightly, blinked at Lin Fei, and passed the ice cream cup in his hand, "Strawberry and matcha are your favorite flavors, right?"

Lin Fei lightly "hmm", and the spoons separated the ice cream balls to prevent the flavors from connecting together.

Fu Shiyue's eyes sank, he stared at the two people unfathomably, especially Xia Chi, and said with a half-smile: "You know Lin Fei very well."

"We are classmates."

Xia Chi pulled out the chair, sat down and bumped Lin Fei with his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I found out that you eat ice cream before, and you have always liked these two flavors."

The smile on the corner of Fu Shiyue's mouth disappeared completely, "Your memory is really good."

Xia Chi was very smart, and he was keenly aware of Fu Shiyue's hostility. He couldn't figure it out, and answered honestly: "Maybe because I'm young, so I have a good memory."

Fu Shiyue sneered, turned his head, and stared at Xia Chi for a few seconds, judging that this young brat was not worthy of being his opponent at all, and had no advantages other than being young. He thought so, but he didn't know what Lin Fei was thinking. In the live broadcast, Xia Chi was feeding potato chips affectionately, Lin Fei didn't seem disgusted...

A strong sense of crisis emerged spontaneously, he pushed his glasses gracefully, and said casually, "Are you colleagues now?"

"Yes." Lin Fei replied decisively, wanting to terminate the conversation between the two of them.

Xia Chi nodded, looking at Lin Fei with sparkling eyes, "I'm a junior this year, and I'm doing an internship in a research institute. If there's a chance, we might be colleagues."

"Oh?" Fu Shiyue's voice was slightly drawn out. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water, tested the temperature of the water on the back of his hand, put it in front of Lin Fei, and said lightly: "I studied at Stanford for eight months, and then went to Silicon Valley to stay for half a year. , earned the first pot of gold in life, and used it as Cree’s start-up capital, um, that was more than ten years ago, and you were still in elementary school at that time, right?”

"Sorry, I haven't experienced the confusion of looking for a job, and I can't understand your mood." Fu Shiyue said slowly.

Apart from age not being dominant, what else can Xia Chi win against him?

Lin Fei didn't intervene any more, and he seemed to be domineering, "Xia Chi, you go and wait for me in the car. I'll finish talking with President Fu, and we'll go back together."

Xia Chi looked sullen, and glared at the calm Fu Shiyue. He listened to Lin Fei's words, picked up the car keys on the table, turned his head and strode away.

When he walked away, Lin Fei frowned and said coldly, "No one can compare with you, are you satisfied?"

Fu Shiyue didn't change his face, watching Xia Chi leave the direction, "Xia Chi, I remember, I borrowed your class notes."

There were sour love poems written in the notebook. Before Lin Fei noticed it, he stuffed it into the shredder. He thought it was just a little guy who was not worth mentioning. Back then, he did not use any means to keep Xia Chi away from Lin Fei. See you again.

Many charming stories happened between old classmates, a period of unfinished love in boyhood, and fate with countless twists and turns, all of which made Fu Shiyue feel disgusted.

"You have a good memory." Chen Zhima rotted millet, and Lin Fei couldn't remember the notebook. He didn't want to talk about it with Fu Shiyue, and said with a blank expression: "I will go to Uganda next month. Hope to see the finished APP before leaving.”

"Uganda?" Fu Shiyue frowned, as if he wanted to stop it, but his harsh words turned soft before he spoke, "This place is very dangerous, can you not go?"

He paused, looked at Lin Fei's indifferent face, and said softly: "If you must go, I will accompany you, and I can protect you."

Lin Fei stretched his waist long, his eyebrows bloomed like bright roses, and he curled his mouth and said, "For me, the most dangerous thing in the world is being with you."

There is no existence that he fears more than Fu Shiyue, but Fu Shiyue said that he wants to protect him, which is really contradictory.

Fu Shiyue was slightly stunned, lowered his eyes, and looked hurt, "Sorry, I'll change it again, and I won't threaten you with anything in the future."

"If it's okay, I'll go first, you eat slowly." Lin Fei stood up, not wanting to stay in this place for a moment.

Fu Shiyue picked up the cigarette case on the table, put it down gently, looked at him with deep and sincere eyes, and pleaded, "Can you not disappear suddenly?"

In the past, he was very afraid of making Lin Fei angry, but he still made Lin Fei angry. Later, he was afraid that Lin Fei would hate him, but he still made Lin Fei hate him. He was afraid that Lin Fei would leave him, but Lin Fei still left him. In the most decisive and tragic way.

After experiencing the parting of life and death, he is not afraid of anything, as long as Lin Fei does not disappear without a trace suddenly, and let him know that this person is alive and well, he can rest easy and sleep soundly. Rather than endless despair day after day.

He couldn't bear the heart-piercing feeling a second time.

Lin Fei looked at him silently, quietly, for a while, and paused word by word: "Mr. Fu, didn't you say five months? I've given you enough time."

Dopamine, the hormone's validity period is only five months. When the time is up, all kinds of neurotransmitters will fade away, and Fu Shiyue's so-called love will also disappear. At that time, they will break up and go their separate ways.

Fu Shiyue's eyes were gloomy, he lowered his head and laughed at himself, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I violated my biological instinct and cannot forget you."

Lin Fei withdrew his gaze. He still couldn't figure out whether Fu Shiyue was pretending or showing his true feelings. He didn't want to think about these complicated things, so he said calmly: "In the future, apart from work contact, I hope we have no other relationship to develop."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Fu Shiyue glanced at Lin Fei's back, and there was a table of leftovers, all of which were Lin Fei's favorite dishes in the past.

He raised his head, let out a breath, pressed his one hand on his aching chest, his eye sockets were hot, and was tormented by this emotional withdrawal reaction.