Pretend to die

"Sir, the plane is landing, please open the visor."

Su Zheng fell asleep a bit, and just about to stretch out his hand, the blanket on his body slipped off again. He barely held it with his left hand, and pushed up the shade with his right hand. The golden sunlight slammed into his pupils, forcing him to squint his eyes.

But his attention was not on it.

Dreaming again.

Su Zheng subconsciously bit his upper lip, slowly waiting for his heartbeat to calm down.Ever since Su Zheng could remember, he has never slept without a dream.When I was young, those dreams were very fragmented, and many things could not be seen or heard clearly. As I got older, the dreams became clearer and more complete.

He didn't care much at first, treating dreams like watching a movie, revisiting the wonderful places several times after waking up, and simply not wasting brain capacity for the plots he didn't like.But just recently, the experience of those dreams became more and more real, and Su Zheng began to have the illusion of trance.Sometimes when he wakes up from a dream, he can't tell whether he woke up from a dream or fell into a dream from waking.

What's more frightening is that the previously invisible faces have recently become more and more clear.Just in that dream just now, for the first time, he saw the faces of the man who had been killing and the man who had been killed all this time.

The former is Fu Bingying.The latter is... myself?

Su Zheng couldn't help shaking his head, thinking it was too ridiculous.If there is one last person left in this world who will not harm himself, it must be Fu Bingying.The chances of him killing himself are as slim as the chances of a human degenerating into an ape.

Absolutely impossible...in theory.

But Su Zheng clearly felt the shaking in his heart. Those dreams were like a holographic game, and his sensory level was raised to 120%.When Fu Bingying stabbed the knife into his body, he watched from a distance, as if his internal organs had been messed up.

No, absolutely not.Brother, he may not like me, but he can never kill me.Dreams are false.

The plane descended steadily in the clouds, and the land and buildings on the ground became clearer, but Su Zheng's heart floated higher and higher.He didn't believe in ghosts and metaphysics at first, but once something happened to him, no matter how solid theories were, he couldn't stop his inner doubts.

If dreams are a reflection of people's subconscious mind, then what do these thrilling murders between him and Fu Bingying reflect?

Two days later, Fu Bingying handed over all the work at hand, and sincerely planned to go to study with him.

He has no interest in whether Su Zheng can cultivate independence. His only wish is to see Su Zheng live out his life safely and happily. Under this premise, Su Zheng's safety is far more important than growth.Besides, he never thought that Su Zheng would become a talent and contribute to the country. If Su Zheng didn't like it, he didn't even want Su Zheng to go to some youth class, so tired to do anything.

If Su Zheng is willing, he can pamper him as much as he wants, it doesn't matter if he is spoiled, since Zheng Zheng has a good nature, how bad can he be?

With such an irresponsible mood, Fu Bingying got off the car briskly with a smile on his face. The counselor had been waiting to greet him at the door of the dormitory.

The driver helped Fu Bingying take out the two large suitcases from the trunk, and Fu Bingying led them into the dormitory building one by one.

"Mr. Fu!"

The female counselor didn't have to go to work today, but she didn't expect the leader to call to greet Mr. Fu. She was very unhappy at first, but when she saw Fu Bingying, all her complaints turned into joy, and she even felt a gust of wind when she walked. .

"You are Mr. Fu, right?"

"Teacher Chen?"

"It's me, it's me, come on, let me get one for you."

"It's okay, you lead the way."

Fu Bingying led the two big boxes up the stairs effortlessly. Seeing his slightly smiling expression, Mrs. Chen became more excited.

"Mr. Fu, the dormitory in our juvenile class was converted from an old school building. Although there is no elevator, the environment is quiet. There is a lake in the back, which can be seen from the balcony, and it is closer to the staff cafeteria. , students usually don’t have to queue up to buy food, the conditions are pretty good.”

Fu Bingying said twice, but declined to comment.

Although he carried two suitcases, they were all empty, in order to pack all the things Su Zheng had bought in the past two days.Two days ago, Fu Hongxin broke up with Fu Hongxin at dinner, but Fu Bingying made up his mind to come to accompany him.He asked his secretary to rent a duplex apartment not far from the school. The air is good, it is quiet, and you can see the lake. It is perfect for Zhengzheng to do academic work.

When they climbed to the fifth floor and knocked on the door of 507, they found no one inside.

"Hey, it's strange. Su Zheng said that he will be here all afternoon." Teacher Chen took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact Su Zheng on WeChat: "Wait a minute, I will contact him right away."

Fu Bingying nodded.

In order to surprise Su Zheng, and to keep him from being angry with him, Fu Bingying asked the counselor to keep his visit a secret.

"It's okay, just ask him where he is, don't rush him"

Teacher Chen sent a WeChat message to Su Zheng, but the other party did not reply. The two stood at the door and waited for about 10 minutes, when a vague conversation came from the stairs.

"...Are you a fool? Of course you have to choose the yogurt on the inside of the shelf. The ones on the outside are almost expired."

"How do I know that the supermarket is so insidious."

"It's not insidious, it's a marketing tactic, and it's because you have no common sense in life."

"I think you are a fool. You bought yogurt that is about to expire in the supermarket and still speak for the supermarket."

"Don't confuse concepts, you idiot...idiot...Mr. Chen."

Just as Su Zheng wanted to scold him back, he looked up and saw Fu Bingying standing at the door of the dormitory.The latter had a stiff smile, and the high-end clothes on his body were incompatible with the mottled green walls, as if the two dimensions were forcibly PS together.

"……elder brother?"

Fu Bingying quickly glanced at the young man next to Su Zheng. He was thin, casually wearing a white vest and dazzling Hainan beach pants, and his bald head shone brighter than a light bulb.Seeing him and Su Zheng standing side by side, Fu Bingying was in a complicated and weird mood. Seeing that the two of them were carrying two supermarket plastic bags each, Fu Bingying suppressed his displeasure and stepped forward to help Su Zheng get them.

Unexpectedly, Su Zheng took a step back.

It's not like being angry, but like being frightened by something.

Fu Bingying was stunned.

Su Zheng was also stunned, and it took him a long time to falter and hold back a few words: "...you, why are you here?"

The bald boy saw that the atmosphere between the two was awkward, and there seemed to be conflicts, so he just wanted to sneak into the dormitory quickly.He snatched the two huge shopping bags from Su Zheng's hand, stepped on his flip-flops and turned them into hot wheels, and disappeared with a swipe.

"I'm leaving, you guys talk slowly."

Before Su Zheng could react, only Fu Bingying was left in his field of vision.He scolded the bald head thousands of times in his heart, but he still couldn't help feeling guilty, so he thought again, why am I guilty?Why am I guilty?Then he glared back at Fu Bingying angrily.

"Mr. Chen, you've worked hard today. Go back and rest. I'll have a chat with Zhengzheng." Fu Bingying turned around and said.

"...Ah, ah, okay, you guys have a good chat, then I'll go first." Such an obvious order to chase away guests made Teacher Chen's cheeks flushed, especially Fu Bingying's indifferent expression, which seemed to be the same as the spring breeze when he went upstairs just now Two people, a little scary.

When the sound of Teacher Chen's high heels disappeared in the corridor, the air seemed to freeze between the two of them.

No one wants to speak first.

The two remained in a stalemate for a while, then suddenly rushed out of the dormitory with a bald head, was surprised to see them still outside, shook the student card in his hand awkwardly, and explained: "I, I'm going to eat. "

Su Zheng tilted his head, signaling him to leave quickly.

When passing by, the bald head complained in a low voice: "Crazy, stand outside and keep silent..."

Su Zheng raised his leg and kicked his ass: "Roll."

The bald head glared at him and quickly rolled away.

Fu Bingying witnessed the scene of "intimacy", and the dissatisfaction in his heart boiled instantly.He didn't understand how Su Zheng could get so close to an outsider in just a few days?

"Is he your classmate?"

Su Zheng nodded subconsciously, and immediately realized that the two of them were having a cold war, and said back, "None of your business."

Just a few words easily angered Fu Bingying, he approached Su Zheng, and said depressingly: "Your affairs are all related to me."

Su Zheng couldn't help shivering, suddenly recalling yesterday's dream, he was killed by Fu Bingying again, in a vast white snow field, his nose and mouth were stuffed with snow particles, he suffocated to death.

Even though he knew that those scenes were not real, at this moment, he still inevitably resisted Fu Bingying's approach.

"...Why are you so fierce..." Su Zheng pushed him away, his heart was in a mess, and said, "Come in and talk about it."

After entering the dormitory, Su Zheng ordered Fu Bingying to sit down where the bald head was.It was a standard room for four people, but the two beds inside were empty, and there were bed and table tables, so Su Zheng and Bald piled all their things on the two unoccupied beds, and the floor seemed less crowded.

It's just that it's not crowded and it's only compared with other dormitories. In Fu Bingying's view, this area is just a pigeon cage, let alone two pigeons live in a cage.When he thought of Su Zheng staying here for a few nights, his heart ached and his voice softened.

"Zhengzheng, it's all my brother's fault, don't be wronged here." Before Su Zheng could retort with staring eyes, he continued to coax: "I'm not going to force you to go back to Beijing, I rented a house near your school , very quiet, the environment is better than here, let's go back to live, I will take care of you."

"..." Su Zheng was taking out washing powder from a plastic bag, and he suddenly became irritable when he heard his words.He didn't think he was spoiled at first, but after only a few days away from home, he found that he really didn't know anything. When he went out to pay the electricity bill, he was greeted by the aunt who paid the money, "Is my brain not working?" I began to doubt my IQ.

Later, the bald head answered this question for him, and the bald head said that he was like a "Dragon Man", not grounded at all.In order to make it easier for him to understand, I also specially showed him the episodes of One Piece.

It's not that Su Zheng is really low in IQ, he knew within 2 minutes that the bald head was mocking him.But he is also a person who seeks truth from facts. After careful reflection, he feels that he is really.It stands to reason that he lives in a modern society, even if he usually goes out to play with his classmates, he might not even know how to take the subway, but under Fu Bingying's meticulous "control", he really rarely travels with friends of the same age for entertainment Opportunity.

In his short 14 years of life, he spent most of the time with Fu Bingying, visiting ruins in the Xinjiang desert, flying to Europe to watch football games, hunting zebras in Africa...every time he was accompanied by effortless high-spirited Standard treatment, it's not that he doesn't like these things - it's much more interesting than playing games online, but it's just this kind of thing that made him get used to the current state of being unable to integrate into society.

He didn't think it was Fu Bingying's fault, he just wanted to change himself from now on.

So he raised the washing powder in his hand and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

The huge word "Ariel" on the green packaging bag is undeniable. Fu Bingying replied in doubt: "Washing powder...what's wrong?"

Su Zheng snorted: "That's right, washing, laundry, powder! Before yesterday, I didn't know there were such miraculous little white particles in the world. Do you know how much washing powder it takes to wash a short sleeve?"

Fu Bingying shook his head hesitantly, this question touched his blind spot of knowledge.

"3 grams." Su Zheng said seriously: "I only found out about this yesterday... I really want to know how many mentally handicapped problems like this I don't know about."

Fu Bingying seemed to understand what he meant.

"Brother, there is nothing wrong with me living in a dormitory. Chinese students who go to college basically live in a dormitory. I am fine here. And I think I really lack all kinds of common sense in life. It is good to exercise here."

"...Other people living in a dormitory doesn't mean you have to live in a dormitory," Fu Bingying said, "Besides, a better living environment doesn't mean you can't accumulate common sense in life."

"Then you also want to live in the house I rented?"

Fu Bingying was choked for a second, and said as it should be: "Of course, I want to take care of you."

Su Zheng let out a long sigh: "Forget it then."

"……What's the meaning?"

"It means I don't want to live with you!"

"What did you say……"

"Brother, don't you understand? As long as I live with you, I will never be able to be independent! You will never give me any chance to grow up! Do I have to be taken care of by you when I become an adult four years later?" ?”

"What's wrong with you being taken care of by me!" Fu Bingying was anxious, grabbed Su Zheng's hand, and subconsciously pressed him against the wall: "Did someone tell you something?" Self-control, he completely forgot that Su Zheng was still a 14-year-old child, but soon when he found that Su Zheng was shaking with his head down, the anger was instantly extinguished.

"...Zhengzheng, what's wrong with you?" He let go of his hand, and held Su Zheng's shoulders with both hands: "You are shaking so badly, did I scare you...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother was wrong, I'm sorry... ..."

If it was normal, Su Zheng would not be so fragile, there is a high probability that he would punch Fu Bingying in the lower abdomen lightly and harshly, and then say something fierce: "Let you kill me!" But recently his spirit is not very good , especially after those weird dreams became more and more real, he subconsciously developed a slight barrier towards Fu Bingying, and this barrier was awakened when Fu Bingying pinched his wrist just now.

He suddenly remembered that Fu Bingying could kill people.

This made him unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a moment.

If this is reality, why is my brother so scary; if this is a dream, will I be killed in the next second?

"Right? Right?"

Su Zheng barely raised his head, and bumped the back of his head against the wall. He remembered that pain and the feeling of falling were the way to wake up quickly from the dream.

Fu Bingying was frightened by him, and quickly covered the back of his head with his hands, nervously said: "Zhengzheng, what's wrong with you? Zhengzheng?" He hugged Su Zheng forcefully, and comforted him repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it was my mistake, Brother is wrong, don't do this, don't hurt yourself..."

Su Zheng gasped for breath and slowly regained his senses. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was so frightened that he shed two tears. Dreams can scare him like this, but he is really useless.Hastily reached out and wiped it away.

Seeing that his eyes were red and his breathing was unstable, Fu Bingying was terrified. He didn't expect Su Zheng to have such a big reaction.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Bingying asked softly, "Are you just afraid of me?"

It took a long time for Su Zheng to respond to a question. He thought about whether he should lie to hide the past, but when he thought that this person was Fu Bingying, Su Zheng couldn't help feeling guilty.

He flattened his mouth and said, "...I'm afraid you'll kill me."

"..." Fu Bingying was stunned for a moment, his mind was completely blank.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Su Zheng quickly explained: "No, I mean...I've been dreaming about strange things recently...I'm not saying you will really kill me, that's not what I meant, brother!"

Fu Bingying swallowed twice with difficulty, her legs were so weak that she almost fell to the ground.His heartbeat was like a basket of ping pong balls falling to the ground, dense and messy, he didn't know how to respond, his lips seemed to be stuck with glue, and a thick fear and tension stuck in his throat.

"elder brother?"

Fu Bingying waved his hand, Su Zheng helped him to sit down, then found the can of yogurt that was five days away from the plastic bag, and unscrewed the lid to let Fu Bingying drink some.

Water droplets condensed on the yogurt pot, and a few traces of the cold air from the freezer remained. Fu Bingying blinked hard, and pretended to be calm and said: "...What did Zhengzheng dream about?"

Su Zheng hesitated to speak, one felt that those dreams were really absurd, more absurd than Conan; thing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Bingying became more and more flustered, suppressed his encouragement and said, "It's okay, Zhengzheng, tell me, and listen to brother if you have any doubts."

Su Zheng had a sore nose.

After all, he is only a 14-year-old child. He has been tormented by nightmares and moral bottom lines these days, and now being cared for, he couldn't help feeling wronged.

"...I don't know what's going on," he leaned forward, buried his face in Fu Bingying's neck, and said aggrievedly: "I always dream that you kill me, sometimes in prison, sometimes When I was at school, I didn't know what was going on... These dreams are so real, sometimes I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality when I wake up, brother, I miss you..."

Fu Bingying's heart was shaken, as if he had fallen into the abyss of despair.But he still stretched out his hand to comfort Su Zheng's back, and comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Su Zheng raised his head and asked with a mournful face, "Brother, do I have some psychological problems? Take me to see a doctor."

"..." Fu Bing was speechless, feeling ashamed and regretful for a moment.

What should he do, cheat Su Zheng?Tell him it's all fake?Or just tell him everything?Tell him all your nightmares are real, the one who killed you over and over again is me, every one of them is me...

Fu Bingying couldn't remember how he got out of that dormitory building, and when the setting sun shone on him with residual warmth, he realized that his back was wet with sweat.

... He promised that Su Zheng would take him to see a psychiatrist tomorrow... Fu Bingying took out his mobile phone and started looking for his old friend, but his hands kept shaking, and it took several minutes for him to type a nonsense.

The arm dropped suddenly.

Fu Bingying closed his eyes.

He thought, am I going to lie to Zhengzheng for the rest of my life?Take him to the doctor, prescribe fake medicine, listen to him complain that his condition has not improved, and then keep making up new lies to make up for the loopholes of the previous one... He can't fool Su Zheng, no one can fool another forever , unless he is willing to be deceived.

This is his debt, the retribution he has to bear, and the calamity he cannot escape.

I'm sorry, Fu Bingying repented in his heart for the millionth time, I'm sorry.

The next day Su Zheng got up early, and when he got out of bed because he was not familiar with climbing the ladder, he almost fell and made a loud noise, which directly woke up the bald head.

"You want to rebel?" the bald head shouted dissatisfied.

Su Zhengze was elated and didn't bother with him at all: "Hey, do you have anything you want to eat?"

"...What's the matter? You make it for me?"

"Get out. I'm going out with my brother today, and I can buy it for you along the way."

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, the bald head didn't feel sleepy. He immediately turned over and sat up, excitedly: "That's okay, two servings of the limited garlic pork ribs for the second meal. Remember to queue up at four o'clock, 1 p.m. Minutes will be stolen."

"...a useless mouth."

Fu Bingying was waiting for him downstairs. There was no car behind him. Su Zheng looked around and asked, "You didn't come by car? Then let me call a car. Let me show you. I can use my mobile phone to call a car now."

Just as he wanted to show off his new skills, he was hugged by Fu Bingying in his arms, hugged him lightly, and then quickly separated. Fu Bingying looked at him, with an aura of breaking the boat in his eyes, but he said soft words on his mouth:

"Just accompany brother to look around, brother wants to chat with you for a while."

"Uh... now?"

"Now."

"...Okay." Su Zheng nodded suspiciously, wondering if something had happened to Fu Bingying, he pointed to the path on the right full of sycamore trees, and said, "Let's go this way, and take a detour to the artificial lake." go there."

"It's all up to you." Fu Bingying took Su Zheng's hand, the palm was very cold.

There were few people here in the early morning. Fu Bingying led Su Zheng without saying a word. After walking for about 5 minutes, Su Zheng finally couldn't help but asked him: "What do you want to talk to me? Didn't you say to see a doctor today?" ?”

"Did you dream yesterday?"

"I did, what's the matter?"

"Did I kill you again?"

"...Yeah...No, it's not you, it's you in the dream...Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Bingying's face was pale, he turned around, took a deep breath slowly, and said, "Zhengzheng, you are not sick."

Before Su Zheng could refute, he said again: "The things you dreamed about are all true."

"..." Su Zheng was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong: "...What did you say?"

"Those dreams of yours were real. It really happened between the two of us."

"...do you know what you're talking about?"

"We have reincarnated together many times, and every time I killed you with my own hands."

"Brother! What are you talking nonsense!"

"It's all true, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..."

One, two... More and more tears fell from Fu Bingying's eyes. His face was stiff, and he didn't look like a crying person at all, but Su Zheng was so frightened that he could hardly breathe.

He had never seen Fu Bingying cry, never.

Tears made those absurd words suddenly believable, Su Zheng's right eyelid twitched, his lips and tongue were trembling, and his voice was low and inaudible.

"...Brother, why did you kill me...?"

"...Because I hate you."

"why?"

why?

Because I want you to look at me and you always look at someone else, because I want you to be gentle with me and you're always fake, because I want you to be mine and you're always flirting ...

Because I love you with everything and you don't love me that much.

Fu Bingying raised his head and stared at the child in front of him who didn't understand anything. He was 14 years old. At the age when other children were still clamoring for their parents to buy game consoles, he had to accept these ridiculous facts. He had endured enough Well, why do you need to know everything.

"Because... I misunderstood you."

"Misunderstanding? What did I do to make you misunderstand that you want to kill me over and over again!"

"...You didn't do anything, it's my fault..."

"Hey, why did you come back so early?" The bald head stretched out his head to look under the bed, terrified: "Why are you still crying?"

"Shut up!" Su Zheng glared at him viciously, wiped his face, and said viciously, "Turn around, or I'll wring your head off."

"...wc, your aunt is here, so you have such a temper..."

Su Zheng ran up the ladder two or three times and was about to beat him up. His bald head hugged his head until he shrunk towards the corner of the wall in fright. After a while, he found that the expected fist hadn't landed. Instead, he heard a sobbing sound from his nose. He was clutching the bed sheet and crying miserably.

"Why is this, was beaten?"

"..." Su Zheng cried out of breath and couldn't say anything. He just felt so uncomfortable in his heart. Those things Fu Bingying said subverted all his cognition, and he really betrayed him .

"Okay, okay, don't cry, what's going on, you'll be a good man again after ten years..."

The bald head is a prophecy.

Su Zheng entered the junior class of Jiaotong University at the age of 14. One year later, he was admitted to the Department of Applied Physics of the school. He graduated with a master's degree at the age of 16 and a Ph.D. at the age of 17. He then stayed in the school's laboratory to specialize in quantum mechanics.

Over the years, Fu Bingying and him have always kept a close and not far distance.He stayed in City Y four days a week, and the other three days he was either on a business trip or back to Beijing for work. If Su Zheng had something to do, Fu Bingying was obliged to do so, and if he was fine, Fu Bingying would not appear in his sight.

Occasionally they will contact each other during holidays, and the only day when they will definitely meet is the Spring Festival.

Su Zheng came home too rarely, and this time when he came back, Fu Hongxin expressed regret as in previous years, and Fu Bingying helped Su Zheng speak as in previous years:

"It is an honor for our family to have a scientist, and we should support Zhengzheng."

Su Zheng lowered his head, didn't reply a word, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Bingying didn't feel embarrassed, and naturally left the sofa and went into the kitchen to help his mother prepare meals.

As soon as he left, Fu Hongxin got excited, deliberately turned up the volume of the TV several times, and sat down next to Su Zheng.

"...Dad?" Su Zheng is 24 years old this year. Although he is not as tall as Fu Bingying, he is quite tall. He was fine sitting on the single sofa, but suddenly an old man squeezed in.

"What's the matter? Are you a scientist?"

"No, if you don't sit in such a spacious place, you have to sit here."

"I miss you, what's wrong with sitting with you for a while? I made excuses for not coming back last year, which made your brother go to City Y at night on the 29th. Your mother and I have become left-behind elderly people."

"...I'm not making excuses, I really didn't get a ticket."

"Still sophistry!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk, just listen to you."

Fu Hongxin probably also felt uncomfortable being crowded, so he adjusted his sitting posture, leaned into Su Zheng's ear and whispered, "I'll tell you something, your brother went out on a blind date without telling you."

Su Zheng's body froze, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was cold, and there was a dirty nausea in his body.

"Oh."

"What are you?" Fu Hongxin took a panoramic view of his expression, and stopped whispering, looking excited that a happy event is coming, and he is going to hold a wedding for Fu Bingying tomorrow: "Look at your brother, he is 34 this year, and he is so excited. A successful career, not to mention anything else, just how many daughters of employees in our unit are staring at his fat..."

"Oh."

"But, your mother and I both feel that marriage matters cannot be perfunctory, so we should pay attention to it and finally wait for our daughter-in-law!"

Su Zheng squinted at him.

Fu Hongxin was eloquent, as if the girl had already married into the Fu family: "You don't know your sister-in-law, there is no other such excellent sister-in-law in Beijing. She is young and has a good temperament. She has a master's degree in sociology from Harvard. I went to Africa as a volunteer, look at this awareness, how many younger generations can have her international spirit?"

"Really." Su Zheng said coldly, "Did she get vaccinated before going?"

Fu Hongxin acted as if he didn't hear it, and the more he talked, the more he spoke: "Do you know what is more important?"

"do not know."

"She has a younger sister." Fu Hongxin clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Two years younger than her, she is also engaged in scientific research, specializing in bioengineering. After thinking about it with your mother, you are also 24, not young. If you Brother and your sister-in-law are married, and you are married to your sister-in-law's younger sister, then our family is not double happiness!"

As expected of a man who had been a spokesperson for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he spoke in a cadence and full of emotion, and Su Zheng stood up from the sofa in anger, not wanting to hear a word anymore.Originally, he thought that no one was sitting quietly in the restaurant, but he didn't expect to run into Fu Bingying who came out to serve the food.

Without saying a word, Su Zheng gave him a hard look, turned his head and went back to the room.

After so many years, Su Zheng stared at Fu Bingying with a paralyzed face. Fu Bingying was so relieved that he put down the food in his hand and chased after him, not caring about his anger.

"What happened exactly?"

He was still wearing an apron, and he looked like a good man at home. Su Zheng became angry when he saw it, thinking that you would cook and wash dishes for your wife as a nanny for the rest of your life!

"What wife?"

Su Zheng blushed, but he didn't expect to speak out.

"You don't have any points yourself?" As he said that, he was about to run upstairs.

"Hey," Fu Bingying quickly stretched out his hand to pull him, and said sincerely, "I really don't know how to count."

Su Zheng stared at him, and he lost his temper when he stared at him. He just felt that this man is 34 years old and looks like ten years ago...not right, he has matured and is more stable than ten years ago. Frank and frank, the appearance of a gentleman.

It's been ten years.

Su Zheng blinked, only thinking that sitting on the edge of the bald bed and crying for a minute would be a matter of watching it ten years later, what he thought at the time would be the same thing now.Even if those dreams and those things are related to the two of them as Fu Bingying said, they have nothing to do in this life.

But Fu Bingying, he really endured for ten years.

"Never get close to me on purpose, you murderer!"

At that time, Fu Bingying followed the heart-wrenching words on the pretext of saving his life for ten years.

"Aren't you...forget it."

"Right?"

Su Zheng shook off his hand and ran into the room.

Ms. Li was so excited that she wept with joy.

"Oh, we are finally reunited again, this is a neat family," she drank a little too much, and said a little indiscriminately: "Zhengzheng, don't blame your brother, come back, go home, Stay with mom more."

"Maotai can't stop your mouth." Fu Hongxin was afraid that she would say too much and make mistakes, so he hurriedly added soup for her: "Come on, wife, drink more soup, collagen for beauty."

Su was eating vegetables with his head depressed, and stretched out a hand to pour juice into his glass.

Fu Hongxin quickly interjected: "Hey, I still treat your brother like a child, but he is an adult now. I'll pour you a drink, and I'll fine you two glasses so that you won't come back last year, and drink to the end with me this year."

"Dad..." Fu Bingying somewhat disagreed

"Okay." Su Zheng took the initiative to add wine to his glass, stood up and toasted to the Fu family couple: "I wish my parents happiness like the East China Sea, longevity as compared to Nanshan, family reunion, and all the best!" After finishing speaking, he sighed, The alcohol content is high, and the smell of alcohol hits his forehead, Su Zheng's eyes are red, thinking, what is worthless in this life, such a good family, such good parents, and such a good brother ...

At one o'clock in the morning, Fu Hongxin and Ms. Li were so drunk that they went to the bedroom. Fu Bingying helped Su Zheng, who was thoroughly drunk, to go upstairs. Before taking two steps, Fu Hongxin yelled and stopped Fu Bingying.

"Stinky boy!"

Fu Bingying turned her head, and tightly hugged Su Zheng to prevent him from slipping down.

"...I see you, the stinky disease can't be cured."

Fu Bingying was taken aback, looking at his father's white hair at the temples, and the tip of his nose was a little sore, but he still replied calmly: "It can't be cured."

Fu Hongxin sighed, and in his helplessness, he was a little casual: "I can't control you anymore, you are all adults, I can't control anyone..." After finishing speaking, he entered the room with Ms. Li.

Fu Bingying carried Su Zheng back to the house, changed his clothes, wiped his body, thinking, my Zheng Zheng has grown into a man too.Later, I don't know whether it was the alcohol or the mattress was too soft, Fu Bingying fell asleep on the side of the bed.

When Su Zheng woke up, he realized that he hadn't had a dream all night. He was so happy that he almost jumped up. He tilted his head and saw that half of Fu Bingying's body was about to fall to the ground.

He took Fu Bingying's hands and legs, dragged him onto the bed, wrapped him in a quilt, and then lay down beside him, raised his head, and kissed the stubbled chin of this man.

Just as he was about to kiss, Fu Bingying opened his eyes, stunned.

Su Zheng smiled confidently, reminiscent of the young master Huahua in his previous life, and said, "You break up with that blind date girl, and we will stay together."

Fu Bingying blinked, and his eyes widened.

He hesitated for half a second between "what kind of blind date girl" and "good", and finally chose to say the three nasty but sincere words: "I love you."

End!

Ps.

"Hey, you haven't said yet, are you breaking up with the blind date girl?"

"What blind date girl?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you forgot to kiss yourself?"

"When did I have a blind date?"

"Still pretending? Dad—! Come up—! Hurry up—!"

Fu Hongxin ran upstairs wearing long johns, thinking that his youngest son was in a hurry, and when he opened the door, he saw the two brothers stacked together indecently. The old man was so frightened that he slammed the door down. His old heart hadn't recovered for a long time. Come on.

"...Little bastards...have no shame..."

"Old Fu? What's wrong?" Ms. Li shouted downstairs.

"...it's okay, let's make breakfast, they're awake."