All the protagonists of the abuse novels I wrote have come to me

Song Bai was very helpless, and finally led a long string of tails to Fu Gu's house.

Fu Ling didn't object, he just frowned and agreed.

"I'm really sorry." Song Bai turned to Fu Ning's side and whispered, "They were just joking around, there was no malice."

As he got closer, he could smell a faint fragrance from Fu Ling's body. I couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled good.

"I know." Fu Ling lowered his head slightly to cooperate with him, and said with a smile in his lowered voice, "They are afraid that I will abduct you."

Song Bai's heart skipped a beat, he looked at his expression, and muttered, "I'm not a child, how could I be kidnapped..."

Fu Ning didn't say much, just smiled inexplicably.

Song Bai was confused, so what does this mean, did he know it, or didn't know it?

Arriving at Fu's house full of guesses, the housekeeper immediately ordered a servant to greet him.

Song Baishang came back quietly and didn't meet anyone else in the Fu family. Only now did I see that the housekeepers, maids, and even the drivers assigned to them by Alex were all foreigners with high noses and deep eyes, but those in the Fu family were obviously Chinese. .

The butler is a middle-aged man in his fifties. Although he is not as elegant as the foreign housekeeper at home, he is calm and introverted, unsmiling, and acts a bit vigorously. The servants, regardless of gender, are taciturn and steady. squint.

Song Bai faintly felt as if he had entered an ancient deep mansion, and he couldn't help feeling that it was indeed a family that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

Jiang Can frowned, looked at Zhu Peiqi involuntarily, and found that he had the same expression, and the two exchanged a look.

Alex looked thoughtfully at the paintings on the wall.

Fu Ling greeted everyone to sit down on the sofa, and said, "I don't think you guys have had breakfast yet. Since you're here, we just happen to be together. I'll ask the kitchen to make whatever you want to eat."

"This—" It's not very good, Song Bai wanted to say it, but before he could say it, he was cut off by right and wrong, he raised his hand and said, "I want a Cantonese style morning tea set."

Jiang Can and Zhu Peiqi looked at each other.

Jiang Can said, "You don't need to be special, just do whatever you usually have for breakfast."

Zhu Peiqi echoed: "Well, we interrupted you by rushing to the door, so don't deliberately accommodate."

Alex raised his eyebrows, turned his eyes around Jiang Can and Zhu Peiqi, and picked up the coffee: "Whatever you want."

Song Bai: "... Excuse me."

What more can he say.

While waiting for the meal, the four of Jiang Can started talking to each other again, but Song Bai couldn't get in a few words at all, and watched Fu Ning deal with them helplessly.

Including when eating, they never pay attention to eating or sleeping. Song Bai felt helpless as he poked rice rolls. He finally understood. The four of them could see that he had a crush on Fu Ning, so they tried every means to agree. foreign.

If only we could have such unity and friendship at home, Song Bai sighed.

Unexpectedly, a pair of chopsticks held shrimp dumplings and put them in front of him. Fu Ning smiled and said, "You're welcome if you like it. If it's not enough, I'll ask the kitchen to put another basket."

Song Bai was taken aback: "How do you know I like to eat this?"

And it can be accurately clipped to his plate?

Fu Yan looked calm: "It's not difficult, just listen carefully. I remember the place where each food is placed. As long as the food is added, it will make a sound. You can hear the movement. You moved in the direction of the shrimp dumpling three times. You are the only one. If you have caught food more than twice, it means that you like it very much, and there is also the smell, have you forgotten, I told you, I am very sensitive to smells, of course I can smell you so close to me."

"Of course." He smiled. "I'm not 100% sure it's this one. Three points are guesses. Fortunately, I guessed it right this time."

Song Bai was dumbfounded.

He was already very impressed by the fact that Fu Ning could pick up vegetables and eat by himself without the help of others, but he didn't expect that he could even guess what other people picked up.

Although he has never had close contact with blind people, people like Fu Ning are obviously a special case. Sometimes he even feels that he is like a normal person. Sure enough, a powerful person can still stand at the top even if he suffers a blow.

Song Bai couldn't help being ashamed of how hypocritical he used to be. Others could still live such a positive life after suffering such a blow, but he was addicted to the past, depressed and inactive. In comparison, at least he is healthy.

Thinking about it, he picked up the serving chopsticks and gave Fu Ning a custard bun. He had noticed since last time that Fu Ning tasted sweet.

He used the public chopsticks to pull Fu Ling's chopsticks: "You eat too, if you don't eat any more, you will be eaten up."

Right and wrong who was called out instantly widened his eyes. My brother had never served him food before!

Even the three of Jiang Can looked sideways.

Song Bai thought to himself that you didn't pinch me, coughed lightly and said, "Reciprocity is the norm."

Fu Ling tasted the sweetness, was startled for a moment, and then ate the whole custard bun.

The housekeeper on the side looked shocked, but quickly restrained his expression, and then glanced at Song Bai, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart.

Reciprocity seemed to wake up Jiang Can and the four of them, and they picked up the serving chopsticks next to them to pick up food for Song Bai.

Song Bai accepted that it was natural to return the clip, but as a result, the food on the table was lost to their respective plates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Stop!" Seeing that Fu Ning was pinched again, Song Bai resolutely stopped this "evil trend", "Eat your own, don't pinch anyone else."

Several people withdrew their hands regretfully.

Song Bai thought about Fu Ling's insomnia and didn't rest well, and he didn't stay too long after eating.

"You rest first, and you can call on your phone if you have something to do."

Fu Ling asked the housekeeper to bring the gifts prepared for him, and sent a few people out.

When the people walked away, the door of the Fu family villa was closed again.

The servant who looked like an invisible person appeared and quickly replaced the sofa cover. The coffee table on the floor was carefully wiped and disinfected. The dishes, spoons and chopsticks were thrown directly into the trash can.

Fu Ling paused: "Keep the used cups of Song Bai."

The servants paused in unison, uncontrollably showing shock on their faces.

Outsiders don't know, but they know very well that their master has a quirk, and he hates strangers touching his things. The big ones have to be sterilized, and the small ones are thrown away. This is the first time that they have to keep them.

The butler glanced over, and the servants lowered their eyes and returned to normal.

Song Bai went back to the villa, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to see Fu Ning's grandparents. Fu Ning didn't mention it, and he actually forgot. Don't go downstairs either.

While thinking of asking Fu Ling on WeChat, he opened the gift box in his hand.

Song Bai thought that what Fu Ling gave him should be local specialties on a business trip, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a set of game discs.

When I opened it, I was surprised to find that all the hottest games since the birth of game discs have been included, including PS4 game discs.

Song Bai stared at the stack of CDs in a daze, speechless.

He never thought that Fu Ling would give him such a gift, some of which should not be available anymore, right?I don't know where he collected it from.

"So many game discs!" Shi Fei exclaimed in surprise when he saw it.

What he likes most is playing games. He has been here for a few months, but he has not learned anything else. He is very clear about games, and he speaks clearly.

He poked his head over, "Wow, there are even out-of-print ones..."

Song Bai spread out the booklet and flipped through the pages, with nostalgia on his face: "This is what I played when I was young. I didn't have so many online games when I was young. You have to buy CDs first to play games, but..."

His mother didn't like him playing games, and never bought them for him, and he didn't dare to buy them. His father gave him a few copies when he was in a good mood, but they were all confiscated by his mother.

At that time, he secretly went to a classmate's house with his mother behind his back to play, and he was very envious of his classmate's collection, thinking that one day he had money, so he must buy enough.

Thinking about it, I suddenly became interested: "Come on, let you see my childhood."

Throughout the day, Song Bai was obsessed with games, making up for everything he missed when he was a child.

Right and wrong went to school after seeing two sets, Jiang Can stayed with him to play all morning, went to the set after lunch, Zhu Peiqi and Alex picked up, halfway replaced by Zhu Jin and came to a live broadcast.

In the end, Song Bai solemnly collected this set of discs.

Maybe it was just an order for Fu Ling to collect it, and it didn't take much effort, but Song Bai still accepted his kindness, so he thought about giving him a gift in return.

But before that, Jiang Can's birthday arrived.

October 25 is Jiang Can's birthday.

As early as a week ago, the birthday alarm clock set by Song Bai reminded him to temporarily put aside the gift for Fu Ning and prepare it for Jiang Can.

Since Jiang Can was not short of money, he planned to make a gift for him by himself. In fact, he made it himself when he gave it to right and wrong before.

A set of study notes for all subjects in high school.

But it took him a lot of effort to sort it out. He referred to the high school books he kept at the bottom of the box and the notes of the top high school students who spent money to buy. He wrote every stroke by himself. Posted a cartoon.

Although I was a little tired, the tears that I was moved (??) by watching right and wrong were worth it.

This time for Jiang Can, he thought about it and decided to knit a hat for him. He originally planned to knit a scarf, but he felt that the scarf was a bit ambiguous. His sexuality is here, so in order to avoid misunderstanding, he replaced it with If you don't wear a hat, you can also keep warm with a knitted hat in winter.

Song Bai was afraid of telling the truth, so every time he knitted a hat, he used Fu Ning as an excuse and hid in his house.

"I didn't expect you to know how to weave hats?" Fu Ling was really surprised that he wanted to weave hats.

"I don't know how." Song Bai gathered the wool clumsily, "I'm just learning it too, I watched the video that knitting a hat is not difficult, so I wanted to give it a try, my cousin has everything, so it's more meaningful to do it by hand. "

Of course he doesn't know how to knit a hat, and he has never even touched a ball of wool before, but after thinking about it, in terms of practicality in winter, hats, scarves and gloves are the only ones.

Fu Ling held down the ball of wool that rolled over, and tapped it lightly twice.

Song Bai took two knitting needles and buried himself in the video. Who made him write them so badly one by one.

I can only be a father and a mother again, alas.

Before his hat can take shape, however, Alex brings news that the culprit who hired He An to kill him has been found.

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