Pretend to die

At that moment, all the tragic memories came together like a storm.

He used to be so difficult, working part-time in a fast food restaurant, eating leftover chicken legs from customers; in order to sell an extra insurance, he talked about acute vocal cord inflammation; in order to save money for a piece of clothing, he stole through the donation box... He will never forget Why do I have to go through these things.

Love is like a game, passion comes and goes quickly, once you really invest in it, the gains will not be worth the loss, not to mention the lessons learned by his mother and grandma, he will never allow himself to repeat the same mistakes.

Su Zheng swore to himself that he could no longer let his emotions run wild.Before his heart melted, he decided to clean up his mood and get back to his original state.

The black pigment melted in the water, and it was not easy to peel it off. Su Zheng realized that he was facing an unprecedented crisis.He couldn't help feeling disgusted, and he resisted in his heart, not wanting to seduce Fu Bingying artificially.

This is no longer just a task or a game.

He develops real feelings for Fu Bingying, so he becomes fragile and incompetent, and the future is predictably decadent and self-losing.

He must restrain this trend.

The dinner table was full of his favorite dishes. It seemed that the new father had really worked hard. Su's mother winked at him, and Su Zheng said absently:

"Uncle Fu...thank you."

"..." Fu Bingying took off his apron and sat down too: "You're welcome, let's eat."

A meal is very restless.

Su's mother has been dealing with her husband and son, she kept raising topics, and then received cold and short responses.

"Exactly, you've been tired from studying recently, so you should tell your mother what you want to eat."

"it is good."

"Husband, come back tomorrow and buy some fruit, there are not many dragon fruits at home."

"it is good."

"Exactly, what do you need to say about your studies? Your Uncle Fu is from X University. If you don't know the questions, you can ask him."

"understood."

……

The conversation couldn't be coherent, and Fu Bingying kept adding vegetables to Su's mother in order to bet on her mouth.

He didn't have any deviant feelings towards Su's mother. On the contrary, because this woman and Su Zheng really looked alike, he had a kind of respect for her elders.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Zheng poking rice with chopsticks. Fu Bingying felt a little unhappy. Although he didn't premeditate, he did involuntarily cook all the dishes that Su Zheng liked. It stands to reason that Su Zheng should be happy to eat. Even some disgusted mood was beyond expectation.

Su's mother stopped chattering, and she concentrated on eating the food that Fu Bingying picked up for him. Did she also pick up some food for Fu Bingying? They looked like a really loving couple.

Su Zheng wanted to vomit more and more, but he didn't know whether to vomit to the face that resembled his own, or to Fu Bingying.He felt so ridiculous that he couldn't eat for such a trivial thing alone.In order to retaliate against their reckless behavior, Su Zheng acted impulsively.

Fu Bingying felt something rub against his knee. At first, he thought it was accidentally touching Su's mother's leg, so he moved it away cautiously, but then, the tactile sensation obviously moved with him.

"..." Fu Bingying looked up at Su Zheng with sharp eyes, but the latter lowered his head and poked the rice with chopsticks, as if playing a game, and ignored him at all.

Fu Bingying suppressed his breath and couldn't help but glared at Su Zheng, who was not affected at all.

Gradually, the feeling of touch disappeared. Just as Fu Bingying wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the other party stepped on him even harder.

"……cough."

"What's wrong?" Mother Su asked hastily.

"It's okay, Thorn."

"It's okay, I'll get you some soda water." Mother Su stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as she walked away, Su Zheng withdrew his feet. He felt a little flustered, but more of it was the joy of success.Fu Bingying didn't reject him directly, no matter what the reason was, it meant that this man was not as upright as he acted.

"Don't do that again." Fu Bingying warned in a low voice.

Su Zheng blinked at him innocently, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

"Come on, drink a little," Su's mother came back, handed Fu Bingying a glass of sparkling water, and said, "You are so grown up, why are you so careless, are you okay..."

She stood close to Fu Bingying, with a face full of concern, Su Zheng's mood suddenly changed, and he raised his foot maliciously and stepped on it again.

Fu Bingying choked suddenly, and the water spilled on her clothes.

"Cough, cough, cough...!"

"Oh, what happened... Zheng Zheng, hurry up and get some paper..."

Su Zheng put on his slippers without haste, stood up, and for a moment, he seemed to have regained his original flair.

"Mom, it's better to take a towel, the paper left crumbs after wiping."

"Yes, the towel is in the bathroom, the beige one."

Su Zheng glanced at Fu Bingying, twitched the corner of his mouth, stepped on his slippers, and rattled into the bathroom.The beige towel was hanging in a conspicuous place, Su Zheng ignored it, he just looked at his young self in the mirror, and was happy to pass the time.

"Zhengzheng, did you find it?" Mother Su shouted from outside.

"Cough cough, no need, cough, I'll get it..." Fu Bingying avoided Su's mother's caring pat and stood up. He knew what Su Zheng meant, so he was even more annoyed. This cousin never owed a lesson.

He walked quickly into the bathroom and closed the door.

Su Zheng turned his head abruptly. He put on some of Su's mother's lipstick, but it didn't apply well, and some overflowed.The combination of the cool-toned bright red and the pure aura of the young man formed a natural temptation: "Uncle Fu..." He reached out and pulled the towel off the shelf, and handed it over: "Here—uh!"

Fu Bingying pressed him against the wall all at once, with fierce eyes.

"I warned you not to do that again."

The panic on Fu Bingying's face miraculously healed Su Zheng's unhappiness. He smiled and said in a youthful clear voice, "Uncle Fu, don't be angry."

Fu Bingying took a quick breath and pinched his face.

Su Zheng hurriedly said, "My mother is coming in."

The excited Fu Bingying seemed to have heard footsteps, he really wanted to clean up this bad thing, but out of respect for Su's mother's face, he finally backed away.

Su Zheng seized the opportunity, slipped out like a loach, with lipstick on his mouth, and went back to the room.

"Mom, I won't eat!"

"There's more than half a bowl left...you kid."

This incident made Fu Bingying sleepless all night.In order to avoid going to class with Su's mother, he stayed in the study until late at night, and asked Su's mother to go to bed first on the pretext of being busy with work.

The computer screen was always on, but Fu Bingying couldn't see anything. It was past one o'clock in the morning, and his mind was full of fantasies.How did Su lift his legs, to what extent did his feet stretch, and when he touched him, would the heat from his toes paralyze his calves...

One problem after another, the powerful right brain drew a clear picture for him, as if he was on the scene again, even the strongest willpower could not ignore it.

Fu Bingying fell on the back of the chair, feeling resentful in her heart.

Every time, when he killed Su Zheng and came to the next world, he always felt depressed for a long time.He thought about a lot of questions and reflected a lot, and he was particularly touched by the last world.

Is Su Zheng in love with him?

According to logic, whether Su Zheng loves him or not has nothing to do with his obliterating Su Zheng's behavior, but his heart feels like being scratched by a thousand little claws, itching him so much that he can't sleep. guilty conscience.

Fu Bingying stood up from the chair, desire tormented his spirit and body.

Diagonally opposite the study was Su Zheng's room, the door was closed tightly, Fu Bingying stood at the door of the study, feeling a throbbing in his heart.The door twisted slowly, gradually forming a vortex, and finally evolved into a huge black hole.

The wind picked up suddenly, pushing and sucking on the body at the same time, Fu Bingying staggered over, and didn't wake up until he put his hand on the doorknob.

what am i doing?

With cold sweat on his back, Fu Bingying suddenly woke up. He was tempted. Even though there was a door, Su Zheng's attraction was still like a huge magnet, constantly grabbing him.

Fu Bingying took a deep breath.

Bad, he thought, bad.

"……Um."

After pressing the flush button of the toilet, Fu Bingying wiped it coldly with paper, then closed the toilet lid.He has calmed down a lot, but his thoughts are still not very clear. He should take advantage of the night and kill the unsuspecting Su Zheng, but he doesn't want to, just like a person playing with a mobile phone who doesn't want to work when DDL is approaching.

Sleepiness struck, Fu Bingying went back to the study and fell into a deep sleep exhausted.Early the next morning, Su's mother's busy footsteps woke him up, and he got up from the folding bed, ready to take a shower.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he went back to the bathroom in the bedroom and locked the door, but when he finished washing, he found that he did not have the clean clothes and the bath towels were hanging on the wall, but Fu Bingying knew that Sumu never used towels separately. You and me, he doesn't want to have any physical contact with Su Zheng's mother.

Knowing that footsteps sounded in the room, he seized the opportunity and shouted: "Please help me take off my clothes."

He firmly believed that Su Mu would be the only one who would enter the bedroom, so when the bathroom door was knocked, he unlocked it without any suspicion.

Su Zheng slammed in.

"you!"

"Uncle Fu," Su Zheng seemed to fall in love with this title, obviously he was the older one: "Mom asked me to call you, have breakfast."

"go out."

"Don't be like this," Su Zheng's eyes wandered restlessly, and he said 'ah' artificially: "That's amazing, Uncle Fu."

Fu Bingying really wanted to kill him.

He took the towel and tied it around his waist.

"What if your mother comes in?"

Su Zheng shrugged: "She might think you molested me."

Fu Bingying frowned, his eyes were not friendly.

"Don't be angry," Su Zheng let go, and clicked until it stopped, instead of joking: "I thought you liked this."

Fu Bingying was speechless, but Su Zheng guessed right.

"If you do this again, I will tell your mother about your behavior." Hope that Su Zheng has scruples about his mother.

"Whatever you want." Su Zheng laughed indifferently, as if he could see through what he was thinking: "Go ahead, maybe it's better to say it."

"She is your mother, and I am your stepfather."

Fu Bingying's serious expression annoyed Su Zheng, as if his actions were like an immature play, Su Zheng couldn't help expressing his heart in an irritable tone:

"I don't have a mother, so you shouldn't take advantage of me."

After speaking, he slammed the door and walked out.