What bad thoughts can a canary have?

On the other end of the phone, He Yanning was silent for a few seconds, then called softly, "Lin Fei?"

Lin Fei ignored Fu Shiyue's eyes glued to his body, pressed the microphone with his palm, turned and returned to the balcony, knowing what He Yanning wanted to ask, and responded decisively, "It's Fu Shiyue."

"Have you been threatened by him?" He Yanning asked worriedly.

Lin Fei looked at the lights in the community, and there was a strong atmosphere of fireworks in the world, "I am not threatened, he is sick, I will take care of him temporarily."

He Yanning's breath stagnated, "Are you sure you're not controlled by him?"

"No, I know what I'm doing." Lin Fei was moved by He Yanning's concern, and said in a warm voice.

He Yanning's voice suddenly became serious, and he said meticulously: "Xiao Fei, if you were not threatened by him and knew what you were doing, I would sincerely bless you for all the decisions you make."

Lin Fei said "Wow" lightly in his heart, He Yanning is a real gentleman, like the rising sun in the morning, it makes people feel warm and gentle, and the sense of proportion in communication is just right.

He was born to be soft and not hard, and he refused to admit defeat in his bones. If he wanted to compete head-on with him, he would head-on. Even if an egg hits a rock, the rock would fall apart again and again, which was as painful as him.

Soft words are different. He may have lacked love when he was growing up, and he has no resistance to tenderness and amiability. It is like a bait that is specially used to catch him.

Lin Fei returned to the living room again. After cleaning up the broken glass on the floor, Fu Shiyue leaned back sickly in a corner of the sofa, with the buttons of his shirt in a mess. He looked at him and said, "Don't be barefoot at home these days, you may be stuck by debris."

Lin Fei ignored it, and slapped the electronic thermometer on the coffee table, "I'll take my temperature later, and I'm going to take a shower and sleep."

"Okay, I'm very quiet and won't disturb you." Fu Shiyue smiled, the dimples on both sides of his mouth were very shallow.

Pity is all fake, all fake, Lin Fei reminded himself again and again, don't be fooled by skins again.

Washed clean and loaded into the soft and comfortable bed, only one wall lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the warm light shrouded Lin Fei's body. He brushed his hair indiscriminately, and glanced at the dark living room from the corner of his eye. The figure, with a cold and sharp outline, blended silently into the darkness, and the silver buttons on the cuffs reflected the shining light.

For a few seconds, Lin Fei suddenly felt like going back to a few years ago, when they were not in the same situation, Fu Shiyue would walk in, hold him in his arms, dry his hair, and speak slowly bed time story.

Sometimes it’s a bedtime story, sometimes it’s a beautiful English poem. Fu Shiyue has a good voice, deep and transparent, and the words are correct. He speaks with a sense of fascination. Lin Fei can't help but think of him when talking about poems and bedtime stories.

The deeply imprinted not only exists on the back of the tattoo, but also imperceptibly enters Lin Fei's words and deeds. When studying, some students often marvel at his outstanding artistic taste. Everyone knows all kinds of oil painting genres. It is because he has ruined all the real works.

A well-known big coffee gave a lecture, and he was sought after by all the stars. He was neither humble nor overbearing, and he was unmoved. The professor praised him for being generous and unrestrained, because he had seen too many rich and famous people.

He has obtained the material conditions that most people dream of, and he is used to the high society with golden sand and gold powder. Instead of sinking into the Babylonian Tower of fame and fortune, he endowed him with an aura that transcends ordinary people. He does everything in an orderly manner and is not afraid of danger , easily stood out and became the proud son of heaven in the eyes of everyone.

This is like a double-edged sword. The good side makes his life go smoothly and skyrocket. The evil side is only known to him. He can never see Fu Shiyue in his life, but he can't get rid of the influence of this man. If it is poison, It is the poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, lurking in his blood vessels, which cannot be touched by bone scraping and healing with every breath.

Tiredness has the only advantage. Lin Fei slept soundly this night. When he woke up in the morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and spilled onto the floor. The sound of "gudong gudong" came from the direction of the kitchen. Eyes go by.

The soft glutinous white porridge smelled sweet and pleasant, and the pot was steaming hot. Fu Shiyue held the kitchen knife and lowered his head to concentrate on chopping vegetables. The green lettuce on the kitchen board was evenly divided and as thin as a cicada's wings, like a mold carved out of it.

Lin Fei was stunned for a few seconds, before recovering from sleepiness, he stroked his messy curled hair with one hand, "Have you had your fever gone?"

"Well, go wash up and get ready for breakfast." Fu Shiyue looked up, and was so cute by his long-lost ignorant look.

Lin Fei turned his head and went to the bathroom, with an electric toothbrush in his mouth, and patrolled the territory for half a circle. The windows were clear and clean, and the floor was so bright that it could be used as a mirror. Items are reclassified and thoughtfully labeled.

He stared at the elegant font, and thought of the fairy tale of the snail girl. If he was crazy, Fu Shiyue was a perfect lover.

Pulling out the dining table and chairs, Lin Fei sat down, the green fried lettuce, the delicious white porridge, and the neatly cut sweet orange, the breath of life was strong, he had forgotten how long no one had breakfast together, "Would you still Cook?"

Fu Shiyue sat across from him, took out a piece of paper, and carefully wiped his wet fingers, "I went to study abroad when I was 14 years old. I didn't have much money at that time. Cooking by myself can save tuition fees."

"I remember that your family's conditions are quite good." Lin Fei swallowed a mouthful of white porridge, the decent breakfast was really comfortable, he was tired of eating the steamed buns in front of the scientific research institute.

The corner of Fu Shiyue's lips curled up, and he said calmly, "My father remarried and had a son. He was very afraid of me, and he didn't want to spend a penny on me. He sent me abroad without seeing him."

Pause, I shouldn't talk about these deep and dark things with Lin Fei in the morning, he immediately chuckled, and said meaningfully: "I can do things with traces and traces, as long as someone is willing to teach, I can do my best."

Lin Fei pretended not to understand, and chewed things with a sullen head in bewilderment. From Fu Shiyue's point of view, his cheeks were puffed up like a little squirrel. He was amused in his heart. He raised his head and took a sip of water before saying: "When are you going to Uganda?"

"In a few days." Lin Fei was vague about the time and didn't want to tell him.

Fu Shiyue asked in a pleading tone, "Can I go with you?"

"No." Lin Fei refused mercilessly, "Mr. Fu, I'm very busy. I'm on a business trip, not a tourist."

"Uganda is dangerous, I can protect you."

"I was protected by the local police, and I traveled with my colleagues."

"He Yanning?" Fu Shiyue kept his composure and called his name directly.

Lin Fei gave a flat "hmm", finished the porridge in a few mouthfuls, picked up his phone and glanced at the time, "I still have to go to work, go home when you recover from illness."

Fu Shiyue stood up, turned over the collar of his shirt with one hand, "I'll see you off."

"No, I'll drive my own car." Lin Fei didn't want to have anything to do with him for the time being, no matter how flirtatiously sent them back and forth, he couldn't fool himself.

Fu Shiyue thought that Chang Linfei was indifferent. During this time, the most he heard from Lin Fei was rejection. He was not discouraged by the rejection again and again. But, is it not another kind of happiness?

Lin Fei bent down and got into the shiny Aston Martin, and under the gaze of a focused gaze, he put on his seat belt calmly. The underground parking lot was quiet, and Fu Shiyue stared at his clean side face through the glass window After watching for a few seconds, he said in a low voice, "Bon voyage, safe and sound."

"Thanks, bye."

Lin Fei turned his head, smiled lightly at him, stepped on the accelerator, and the Aston Martin drove out of the underground garage smoothly, disappearing from Fu Shiyue's sight.

Fu Shiyue's eyes suddenly sank, he stood quietly for a while, sat neatly in his car, picked up the bluetooth headset in the storage box and put it on, the tenderness and gentleness just now was not seen on his face at all, but a kind of tenderness carved into his bones Indifferent and calm, he swiped across the address book on the phone screen, selected a number and dialed.

"Mr. Fu." The person in charge of Career's African branch on the other end of the phone was full of enthusiasm.

Fu Shiyue looked at the expressionless face in the rearview mirror, and said calmly, "How many mercenaries did you hire to protect the company's employees?"

Cree's business in Africa is tepid, and most of the income is converted into salaries for hiring mercenaries. It is located in a poor and sick area, and bullets are cheaper than food. If there are no strong security measures, no employees will be willing to Expatriate to Africa.

The person in charge was surprised and replied cautiously, "More than 50, is that too much?"

"You keep half of the people, and take out the rest. Let's go to Uganda today to protect my friends. I'll send you the photos later." Fu Shiyue said in a nonchalant manner. He really wanted to go with Lin Fei, but that would be too much It made Lin Fei hate him even more.

"Alright Mr. Fu, is there only one person?" the person in charge asked cautiously.

Fu Shiyue narrowed his eyes, tapped the leather steering wheel with his fingertips, "Protect him and his...friends."

The word "friend" was bitten hard, as if squeezed out from between the teeth.

He Yanning's life and death had nothing to do with Fu Shiyue. He was actually looking forward to He Yanning's disappearance in a physical sense. Just helping Lin Fei escape was enough for He Yanning to die a hundred times without relieving his hatred.

He Yanning can die anytime, anywhere, but he can't die in front of Lin Fei. Even if he dies, he can't have any relationship with Lin Fei. It will make his children feel sad and guilty, and he will regret his whole life. He will never forget the name He Yanning. Fu Shiyue is very happy Know the power of death.

Before Lin Fei arrived in Uganda, he had done a lot of homework, learned about the history of this country, and knew that the place was suffering from hunger, cold, and poverty. But when he got on the car sent by the observatory and shuttled through the streets and alleys, he was still surprised. There are dilapidated houses, cramped streets, and lifeless faces everywhere.

Looking at the dust flying outside the window, Lin Fei reflected on himself, living a stable and prosperous life these years, forgetting that there are really people in this world who can't eat enough and can't wear warm clothes.

The driver, who was from China like Lin Fei, looked at his expression of serious thinking, and said with a smile: "This place suffers from floods during the rainy season, and it doesn't rain for several months during the dry season. The food is imported from outside, and there have been wars in the past few years." , poor and miserable, generally no one wants to come here.”

Lin Fei nodded. It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He Yanning never complained on the phone, but looking at the situation in front of him, He Yanning's life these years is not as comfortable as he said on the phone.

The driver pointed out the window to a bright and tall building, which was particularly conspicuous among the small and gray houses around him, and said proudly: "The hospital we built with aid, and the school and shopping mall in front of it were all built by us in the past few years."

Lin Fei looked at the past, feeling proud in his heart, "Living here is hard, isn't it?"

"It's no different from being at home when you're used to it." The driver smiled until there was only a line in his eyes, and said earnestly: "With this face, we are very respected by the locals in our daily life here, but there are also bad people who will specifically deceive tourists. money."

"There are good people and bad people everywhere, so we can't generalize." Lin Fei stated objectively.

The driver nodded in agreement, opened up the chatterbox, and chatted with Lin Fei all the way, talking about local customs and customs, and chatting about interesting things that happened to the aid team. to place.

He Yanning was sitting in the back compartment of the pickup truck, wearing an outdoor sunshade hat on his head, a pair of handsome sunglasses, and a sleeveless round neck T-shirt. His strong arms were tanned to a wheat color, and his whole body exuded a sunny and healthy atmosphere. Fei didn't realize it was him at first, but when He Yanning saw him, he stood up abruptly, supported the pickup truck and jumped down, shouting excitedly: "Xiao Fei!"

Lin Fei caught a big warm hug, and deliberately imitated his appearance and shouted, "Senior!"

"You've grown taller." He Yanning stretched out his hand to compare his forehead. Lin Fei used to be shorter than him, but now he's as tall as him.

Lin Fei grinned and told him triumphantly, "I'm 183, and I've been growing well in the past few years. I'm not yet 25, and I can still grow."

He Yanning laughed out loud and rubbed his hair, "It can't grow any longer, it will be taller than me."

"Are you afraid that I'm taller than you?"

"I'm afraid, when someone sees you, they will think you are my senior."

"makes sense."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and together they took out the luggage from the trunk with the driver. Lin Fei traveled lightly, and only brought a suitcase and a few changes of clothes. He originally wanted to carry it by himself, but He Yanning was too kind, so he had to put his hands in his pockets and followed He Yanning walked into the small courtyard of the observation station.

After tidying up, He Yanning drove a pickup truck and took Lin Fei to dinner. After crossing the streets, Lin Fei had very low expectations for African food, as long as he could swallow it. The reality was crueler than imagined. There is a dilapidated restaurant with a big parasol at the entrance. The owner is a woman with dreadlocks. She walks into the back kitchen and tinkers for a while, bringing out two plates of colorful dishes.

Cassava, bananas, black beans, and pancakes made of unknown ingredients, it looks like dark cuisine. When Lin Fei was studying in Cambridge, he thought that British cuisine was already the lower limit of gourmet food, but he didn’t expect the lower limit to be waiting here he.

As if by magic, He Yanning took out two pairs of brand new disposable chopsticks from his pocket and handed them to Lin Fei, "The locals are used to grasping with hands, we still eat with chopsticks."

This is not a place to suffer from squeamishness, Lin Fei chewed slowly, and joked: "We must not forget the roots, I also use chopsticks to eat in Cambridge, no matter what others think."

"This is to promote traditional culture." He Yanning said seriously.

The two chatted while eating, Lin Fei casually scanned the surroundings, the observation station was far away from the main city, Uganda did not have a climate bus system, and motorcycles were the mainstream means of transportation, the roaring passing brought up strings of flying dust, dirty, messy, Poor, looking up, this two-story hotel is actually the most "luxury" building around.

Across the street was squatting a skinny little girl with short curly hair and a heavy box hanging around her neck, staring at Lin Fei with big black eyes.

He Yanning sighed quietly, and lowered his voice: "Don't look at her, she will come over to sell you cigarettes in a while, polygamy is legal here, girls' life is very pitiful."

"I saw her and thought of my sister." Lin Fei looked away, Miao Miao was about the same age as the girl, but life was very different.

He Yanning rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling sympathetic and helpless, "The first thing we helped to build was the school. The problems here can only be solved from the next generation. The observation station was built in the past two years. Occasionally, teachers would bring students to visit. I like it very much. Children, but the senior told me not to give them candy, because if you give it to one, you need to give it to everyone, and there are countless times at a time."

Lin Fei could understand He Yanning's approach very well, he also sighed, facing the food without appetite, let alone his appetite.

Sure enough, the little girl across the street came over holding a wooden box, and Lin Fei saw that she was wearing a dirty torn skirt, so dirty that the original printing pattern could not be seen clearly, the girl pointed at the leftovers with her fingers, and pointed Pointing to the cigarette in the box on his body, his stomach made a "cuckoo" sound in due course.

The cigarettes in the box are not exquisitely packaged cigarettes, but handmade cigarettes, made of tattered newspapers, and the craftsmanship of the cigarettes is even worse. The cigarettes are oddly shaped and have different lengths. Lin Fei stared at the cigarettes for a few seconds. Nervously gesticulating with him, he said in broken Chinese: "Sell cigarettes, rice."

The corners of Lin Fei's pointed mouth raised, as if he carefully picked out a cigarette from the box, put it in his breast pocket, picked up the dinner plate and knelt down and handed it to her, "You actually see that I'm a smoker, how smart. "

The girl blinked half understandingly, took the plate with both hands, turned her back and gobbled it up, choking so hard that she stuffed it into her mouth.

"Do you have money?" Lin Fei stretched out his hand and turned to He Yanning.

He Yanning sighed with a smile, and handed all the money in his pocket to Lin Fei, "There are too many poor people, Xiao Fei."

Lin Fei shrugged his shoulders, neatly arranged the money one by one, and patted the little girl on the shoulder. The little girl turned her face, her mouth was stuffed, and stared blankly at the huge amount of cash in front of her. Lin Fei pointed at the cigarette, and then Dot yourself, "How much can you buy?"

The little girl was stunned for a while, shook her head vigorously, and babbled a series of words.

He Yanning frowned slightly, then smiled lightly and said, "She said she's not a beggar."

Lin Fei smiled slightly, looked at He Yanning and said slowly: "Tell her, this is not pity, but a transaction."

He Yanning paused, and couldn't help being attracted by the light in Lin Fei's eyes. He had asked himself many times, was it worth it to leave his hometown and stay in this shitty place for someone he had only known for a short time?

This second question has an answer.