romeo and fourier

Back at the hotel, Fu Li consciously packed Luo Ou's luggage.

I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion of running around recently, Fu Li seems to have lost weight, the veins on his neck are slightly protruding, and two obvious corners are propped up on his shoulders, the outline of the whole face is more distinct. But it was different from the coldness and sternness when they met for the first time, instead there was an indescribable gentleness.

Luo Ou sat next to him, propped his chin and looked at him, without blinking his eyes, looking a little crazy.

"Pay."

Fu Li turned around and said, "Huh?"

Luo Ou reached out to him, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Suddenly I want to hug you."

Fu Li: "..."

A good grandson begging for a hug, it stands to reason that he should unconditionally offer the warm care from his ancestors, but...

It's such a big pile, hug a woolen yarn.

Fu Li glared at him, then turned around and continued to pack his luggage.

Luo Ou didn't speak any more, and suddenly he felt very happy to watch him so quietly. The sunlight shone through the glass window on his sharp-edged side face, and there was a soft feeling of the quiet years. Luo Ou watched , asked involuntarily: "Fu Li, do you love that person very much?"

Fu Li paused slightly with his fingers, and hummed for a while.

"That person should love you very much, too?"

"……Um."

Luo Ou pursed his lower lip and smiled bitterly: "I really envy him."

"..."

There is nothing to be envious of.

I can take care of you, solve your troubles for you, urge you to study, and watch you grow up.

And what about him?

He never even got a hug from me.

If you really want to say envy, he will envy you even more...

"That brother of yours said a lot of bad things about you." Luo Ou saw that he didn't respond for a long time, and asked tentatively, "I never heard you mention your family, could it be because you married a man? "

Although Australia is open, the domestic public opinion environment is much worse, Luo Ou has to think so.But Fu Li shook his head, and only said: "I have nothing to do with them, and I don't need to talk to them in the future."

Luo Ou saw that he didn't want to say anything, so he shut up obediently, but Fu Li turned his head to look at him, and suddenly said: "I read your transcript at the police station, did you beat Fu Wen because he mentioned Guan Ling?"

Luo Ou rolled his eyes, and said in disgust: "He said bad things about you, his mouth stinks like hell, and he hasn't been beaten. I don't know where he got the courage to like to be mean."

Fu Li was quiet for a moment, and asked back, "Do you know Guan Ling?"

"I know."

Who in the Australian Chinese circle who has a certain status doesn't know about Guan Ling?Financial giant, more than half of the Australian companies are more or less inextricably linked with major banks, foundations, and securities companies under him. Now that Mr. Luo has passed away, Luo Ou can't support the situation. A Chinese representative, none other than Guan Ling.

It's just such a radiant man in front of the stage, but his private life behind it is equally exciting, gossip news is flying all over the sky, he is romantic, he is not honest when he is married, and he doesn't cover up what he should be playing and making troubles.

It is precisely because of accepting his funding that Fu Li has been looked down upon by people over the years.No matter if it is a member of the Fu family or the Guan family, anyone who has nothing to do with him, as long as they know about this, they will always say a few sarcastic remarks in front of his face, and look at him even more Drenched in vicious speculation.

And the eyes of the young man in front of him were clean and bright, just looking at him intently, without even the slightest bit of darkness inside.It is full of only his reflection, nothing else.

Suddenly feeling warm in his heart, Fu Li was silent for a while, and took the initiative to explain for the first time: "When I was a sophomore, I participated in a knowledge competition, which was sponsored by Guan Ling's company. I won the championship, and he has been supporting me since then. tuition fees."

Luo Ou's eyes were still bright as usual, and he looked at him with admiration: "Is it so powerful? I heard that Guan Ling is very stingy, and I was willing to invest in you. Your performance back then must have been cool. Blow up!"

Fu Li silently looked into those eyes, feeling a little dazed.

This man is pure, clean, and straightforward like a child, just like the man back then, he has always been burdened with too much heart, and he slowly relaxed without knowing it.

"You don't believe what Fu Wen said?"

"I believe him a ghost, my master is so smart, there are plenty of ways to save money, and you definitely don't like things like selling your body."

"...You can see it."

"Haha, I'm such a witty person, how can I be so easily fooled!"

"..." It's just because it's too stupid, right?

"By the way," Luo Ou suddenly remembered something, and said, "When you get back to Melbourne, you can accompany me to the museum."

Fu Li nodded: "Why do you suddenly want to go to the museum?"

"The doctor said that Cheng Mo's illness is very similar to the people who went crazy this year. Since the police suspect your museum, I have to go and have a look. Maybe I can find some clues?"

Fu Li followed him, and when the luggage was packed, the two set off for the airport.

As a result, just a few steps out of the door, I saw a beautiful woman running towards me in a hurry. When I saw Fu Li, my whole face twisted, and I screamed: "Fu Li! You little bastard, stop!"

Fu Li frowned, pulled Luo Ou and said in a low voice, "Go, ignore her."

But he didn't pull it, the young man was nailed in place, staring at the aggressive woman with a fiercer expression than her.

Super fierce.

"What are you doing?" Luo Ou pulled Fu Li away, leaving him behind, "Who are you calling a bastard?!"

Panting heavily, the woman ran up to the two of them, with several people behind her. As soon as she stood still, she yelled, "You're here too?! Just right! Hit me together!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a few men with vicious looks behind her were about to pounce on her.

Luo Ou widened his eyes and shouted, "What are you doing!"

"What are you talking about? Dare to beat my son and still protect this little bastard. I must beat you to death today! Go up to me! Beat them hard! Kill them!"

The moment the group of people rushed towards him, Fu Li quickly thought of 58795 ways to deal with it!

However, in the next second, Luo Ou sneered, and suddenly took out something from his bosom, and unfolded it in front of everyone.

"I'll give you five seconds to see clearly before deciding whether to fight or not."

The crowd was silent.

Five seconds later, except for the angry woman, everyone else retreated in unison, leaving a wide open road for the two of them.

Really so easy to use?

Luo Ou suddenly felt moved, and looked devoutly at the biochemical weapon and Death Note in his hand.

——In black and white, a genuine psychiatric diagnosis certificate.

Super fierce.

The author has something to say: Romeo: Don't mess with me, I will get sick, super fierce.

Fourier: ... Is it too late to sever the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren?