Please don't use your ex-boyfriend in the doomsday routine

Fu Cheng shamelessly played a trick, and he really cheated himself.

The soldier unlocked his door and told Fu Cheng that he could go.

Fu Cheng: "Where is Colonel Qin?"

The soldier didn't speak, but led the two into the car in the morning. Fu Cheng and Chen Chen sat in the back seat, with a bodyguard on each side.

Chen Chen asked softly, "Brother...where are we going?"

Fu Cheng turned his head and asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

The bodyguard didn't speak, and played a cold-faced wood conscientiously.

Fu Cheng shrugged and stopped talking.He seemed to see a group of parading crowd holding signs from the window in front of him. He focused on their banners for a while, and only saw the words "Immigration Law", and the scenery outside the car whizzed by.

I don't know how long it took before the car stopped, and the two of them were mercilessly pushed down by the bodyguards.

Fu Cheng complained about their attitude towards the wounded, and as soon as he landed, covering the glare of the sun, the things in front of him gradually came into focus.

Chen Chen sighed first: "Wow."

What came into view was a Gothic building. There was a garden in front of the church-like house, solemn and quiet, as if it was the residence of the Western gods in the joke.

While Fu Cheng sighed, he thought that if such a thing was built on a giant aircraft, the owner would either be terminally ill with artistic bacteria, or have too much money and no place to burn it.

The bodyguard pressed the headset, listened to the other side's instructions, nodded, and said to Fu Cheng, "Wait here."

Fu Cheng took a breath of fresh air and waited obediently.

Chen Chen wondered, "Why did they bring us here? To pray?"

Fu Cheng rubbed his head and said, "This is where people live."

Chen Chen's mouth opened wide: "This... is this a place where people live? This is too... extravagant and wasteful."

Before Fu Cheng could explain to him, a black motorcycle drove up in the distance.

The soldier immediately stood upright, facing the man who stopped the car.

Fu Cheng could almost tell people by their legs - as soon as this one fell to the ground, he subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.

Shi Zhou took off his helmet, handed it to the soldiers who came up, and said, "Back off."

After the soldier shouted yes, he consciously pushed his motorcycle to the side and put it down.

Qingkong City stipulates that only those who belong to the alliance can travel by aircraft, and the rest will travel by land.But Shizhou's situation is a bit special, he doesn't suffer from motion sickness, seasickness, or aircraft sickness.

Chen Chen tugged at Fu Cheng's sleeve, still confused, and said, "Brother, why do you want to see him?"

Fu Cheng whispered: "Don't say a word later, just stay well, Brother Suan, please?"

Chen Chen: "?"

Shi Zhou brushed open the iron gate, and said "come in" without looking back.

Fu Cheng coughed, then walked in, looking for something to talk about: "Is this your home?"

Shi Zhou didn't answer, just walked ahead, passed through the garden, came to the door and swiped it open with his room card.As soon as the door opened, an echo resounded throughout the empty room.

In addition to the gorgeous chandeliers and glass paintings that look more metaphysical, the other furnishings are arranged like a place where people live.

As soon as the three of them landed, they heard a meow.

Fu Cheng was surprised, following the sound, he saw a white cat skillfully jumped off the chandelier, and paced to Shi Zhou.

Shi Zhou changed into slippers on the carpet and walked into the room.Fu Cheng stared blankly at the rug of an unknown price under his feet, then looked at several pairs of men's slippers of the same style in the shoe cabinet, and said, "Am I impolite?"

Shi Zhou still didn't say a word, just like usual at home, with a cat at his feet, walked to the water dispenser and poured two paper cups of hot water.

Fu Chengquan took him as his acquiescence, casually put on a pair of slippers and walked in, and Chen Chen followed him.

Shi Zhou said to Chen Chen: "Upstairs, turn left and the second room is empty, go and clean it up and live in it."

Chen Chen hadn't figured out what was going on today, so he let out a bewildered "ah".Fu Cheng patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be obedient first, and Chen Chen went upstairs in a daze to find a room.

After wandering for a while in the outer corridor surrounded by the old golden fence, he didn't know which side was the "second", so he found an unlocked door, opened it and went in.

The sound of the door closing was crisp, and echoes echoed in the silent air. The sound insulation was good, but Fu Cheng still heard Chen Chen's exclaimed "Wow", and wondered what that guy saw again.

The surroundings fell silent.

This place is so big that it always feels deserted and unpopular.

Shi Zhou sat on the sofa, and threw the water in the paper cup to the opposite side, and the white cat jumped onto his lap and lay on its stomach.Shi Zhou said bluntly, "What do you want to say?"

"Hmm..." Fu Cheng hadn't made it up yet.

He ground his teeth, went to sit opposite Shi Zhou, and looked at the white cat.

He said, "Do you still have cats?"

Shi Zhou glanced at him and warned him not to change the subject.

Fu Cheng's mouth, which can always find something to say, was silent for a while, and it took a long time to slowly spit out: "Are you... how are you doing?"

As soon as the words came out, Fu Cheng felt that he was stupid. What kind of youth drama was he acting in this tone of voice.

Shi Zhou stared at him for a while, and said, "You came to me to ask this."

Fu Cheng blurted out, "No."

He said, "Actually, I have something to ask you."

The white cat let out a cry, jumped along the sofa onto Shi Zhou's shoulder, and the eyes of one cat and one were fixed on Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng smiled and said: "Actually, it's because of this kid... the one who went upstairs just now, my brother, he wants to enter the research institute, I want to ask you if there is any way..."

Fu Cheng added: "Don't look at me like that, I don't want to go through the back door, I just want to ask if there is a way... This kid is amazing, he will definitely be able to get in with his skills."

Shi Zhou sneered, and said: "There is no way. Those who can enter the research institute are all selected by the superiors."

Fu Cheng paused, and said politely: "Then you can accommodate me?"

Shi Zhou reminded him of what he said last sentence: "You don't want to go through the back door?"

Fu Cheng shamelessly said: "How can this be called the back door? Is the relationship between us divided into who and who?"

Shi Zhou seemed to have been stabbed, he interrupted him with a sneer, and asked, "Us? What's our relationship?"

Fu Cheng: "..."

Seeing his silence, Shi Zhou curled up his fingers imperceptibly, put down the paper cup, scratched Fu Cheng with his eyes and said, "You'd better not push yourself too far."

"How dare I, my lord." Fu Cheng sighed, "I know you're bothering me, but let's get to know each other anyway, right?" He waved his injured hand in front of Shi Zhou, "Don't be so unfeeling .”

Shi Zhou glanced at Fu Cheng's bandaged arm, remained silent for a while, and said, "I'll arrange an interview for him the day after tomorrow. It's up to him whether he chooses or not—just treat it as your arm."

Fu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It seems that the few pounds and taels on my body are still of some value."

Fu Cheng feels that he is now a combination of the kind of scumbag boy with a smug face, and he accepts this image naturally, and said pitifully: "My lord, I know you are not willing to let these few catties live on the street. No fixed place... Where is my room?"

Shi Zhou: "..."

In fact, Fu Cheng knew that when Shi Zhou arranged a residence for Chen Chen just now, in fact, he tacitly agreed that he could also live here. He was very happy in his heart, but he just couldn't help but want to dare to tease him.

Shi Zhou: "You can pack up and get out."

Fu Cheng: "Don't be beautiful, I was wrong."

Shi Zhou who heard this long-lost address: "Get out!"

……

Fu Cheng rolled to the garden for a walk, and then rolled back at meal time.

Chen Chen said excitedly that he had packed Fu Cheng's room together.

Fu Cheng wondered why this kid had said that he hated this assistant out of righteous indignation before, so why did he suddenly settle down when he came? When he went to Chen Chen's room, he found several rows of bookcases filled with various languages ​​and types. book of.

Surprised, Fu Cheng opened the book and found that it was marked densely.

The handwriting is delicate and elegant, he has seen it before, and it was written by Shi Zhou himself.

Fu Cheng "resisted religion". He didn't like reading when he was a child, and he didn't read a few books in total. He would spontaneously feel a little respect for those who read a lot.

……

Shi Zhou's house usually doesn't keep people in, and usually a few servants come to clean or cook at the o'clock.

It was the first time for Fu Cheng to enjoy this kind of extravagant life of a young master, and he suddenly understood why the richer he was, the more he was greedy for happiness and drunk with money.

After the meal, Fu Cheng rested in the room cleaned up by Chen Chen, Shi Zhou was only separated from him by a wall.

He kissed his bandaged wounded hand, thinking to himself, from now on, you will be the one to take care of others.

Thinking about it, the sunlight cast on the ground was suddenly cut off by a black shadow, Fu Cheng turned his head vigilantly.

I saw a black pigeon standing outside the window, looking at him quietly, cooing.

Fu Cheng's heart stopped, and then he fell back to reality.

This is the pigeon used by the Liberty Correspondence.