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

"Alas - I was wrong, Zaoer Zaoer -"

Fang Jibai yelled extremely fiercely, and the brothers laughed extraordinarily arrogantly.

Tang Zao angrily took out the "oath" he had promised to teach him a lesson, and a group of people watched the fun, showing a look of getting used to this scene.

Fu Cheng's gloomy mood was slightly lifted, and he looked in the direction of the two of them, and suddenly found that Shi Zhou who had just gone upstairs was on the last step of the stairs, looking over here.

The light of the fire almost illuminated the whole room.

But he stood behind the boundary line between light and shadow, looking at the lively, talking and laughing crowd alone.

He just lingered for a few glances, then he turned around and went to the balcony.

Too far and too dark.

Fu Cheng felt that he had misread it, or it was just his own imagination.

He seemed to see a bit of envy in Shi Zhou's eyes.

……

……

Fu Cheng looked at the cigarette in his hand, was stunned for a while, and laughed out loud.

I don't know how Fang Jibai and Tang Zao are doing now.

He remembered that before he left, Tang Zao was still talking about their getting married and that he would invite Fu Cheng to a wedding.

Fu Cheng likes to look at the sky and think about things.

The blue sky over Qingkong City was gray.

When I was living on the ground, I thought that this place was extremely close to the sky, but when I was in a high place, I found that I seemed to be farther away from the sky.

He suddenly wanted to take some time to visit Fang Jibai's small supply station.

Chen Chen knocked on his door and said, "Brother!"

Fu Cheng pinched his cigarette, turned his head, and said with a smile, "I'm back."

Chen Chen is in a good mood, and he is always eager to share something happy with Fu Cheng first: "Today I saw a lot of things in the research institute! I was even praised by the first-level researcher inside."

Fu Cheng patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Just as he was about to speak, Chen Chen made a promise: "Don't worry bro, I didn't tell anyone about August University, and I won't tell you if you don't want me to."

Fu Cheng smiled softly, and said, "Go eat, Aunt Ge has already made it, it's almost cold."

After Chen Chen passed the interview a few days ago, he was directly transferred to work in the research institute, saving even the probationary period.

His talent is too outstanding, and the "backer" behind him is too great. Fu Cheng is afraid that he will attract some hatred in the courtyard, but seeing that he is enjoying himself these days, he seems to be doing well.

As for himself, he settled down in Shizhou's house smoothly. He was a little restrained at first, but he couldn't resist Aunt Ge's enthusiasm, and he didn't treat him as a guest at all, so he didn't treat himself as an outsider either. up.

Shi Zhou was away for a week.

The arm didn't hit the vital part, and his recovery ability was already very strong. In addition, the alliance's medicine took effect quickly, and the injury was almost healed.

Fu Cheng was a little worried, if Shi Zhou came back now, what would he do to continue to rely on others.

As soon as the idea came out, Fu Cheng felt that he was extremely like a little boy.

Taking advantage of Shizhou's absence, Fu Cheng sent letters to Guo Lin and Gao Shu several times one after another, knowing that each other was well,

Fu Cheng seems to have returned to the honeypot days where he only cared about eating and drinking all day long.

Aunt Ge finished packing up the tableware. When she looked at Chen Chen, she had an indescribable kindness on her face. After hesitating for a while, she said, "Would you like to go out for a walk? There are a group of people gathered in Shangshan Square today, and it's very lively." .”

Fu Chengrao raised his eyebrows with interest.

"No, I have to go back later." Chen Chen hadn't had time to take off his white coat, and he was devouring his meal, as if he was in a hurry.

He told Fu Cheng that he just came to say hello to him, and their yard was very busy recently, and he might not go home for two or three days.

Hearing the word "home", Fu Cheng was in a daze for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, thinking: "Does this guy consider this place his home?"

Aunt Ge was quite disappointed when she heard that he hadn't come back for so many days, and said, "Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't be in such a hurry, stay a little longer."

With food in his mouth, Chen Chen smiled at her innocently.

Fu Cheng watched him from the sidelines. Normally, he wouldn't wear his lab coat out of the lab, except today.

Fu Cheng found a logo on the chest of the white coat.

A big artistic "A" followed by a string of letters.

Fu Cheng frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand. There was a nylon prickly surface on the back, and Fu Cheng easily peeled off the plastic logo.

He looked at the logo, and always felt that the color scheme and font were familiar.

A memory flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered the "K" logo that I took off in that underground laboratory a year ago.

He was a little puzzled.

"Are all the logos on your research uniforms like this?" Fu Cheng asked.

Chen Chen usually doesn't pay much attention to these things, but he has read such a rule in the institute's daily dress code.

He said: "I remember... ordinary, third-level, and second-level researchers are all printed with 'Auguste', with a logo that starts with a capital letter 'A'. Special logos are exclusive to special-level researchers, and they sometimes give their teams The first-level researcher with outstanding performance is awarded his own exclusive logo."

After Chen Chen explained, he asked, "What's wrong?"

After Fu Cheng said he was fine, he thought about it for a while.It wasn't until Chen Chen got up after eating that he glued the logo back to him.

Chen Chen said goodbye to him and Aunt Ge, and hurried out.

Fu Cheng also got up and said to Aunt Ge.

"Then I'll go to Shangshan Square for a stroll."

It might be that Fu Cheng stayed in the house for too long. Aunt Ge was a little surprised, and then agreed. After Fu Cheng stepped out of the room with one foot, she seemed to remember something and said to him: "Today, Master return……"

The door closes automatically.

Aunt Ge rubbed her fingers, wondering if Fu Cheng heard it.

The weather is bad today.

Fu Cheng stayed here for a week, but there were not many days when the sky cleared up.

He walked to Shangshan Square and found that it was really "very lively".

A group of demonstrators protesting the immigration law has not stopped for a week, and today they raised their loudspeakers to appeal.Others take it for granted that those who should walk their dogs walk their dogs, and those who should do Tai Chi practice Tai Chi.

Fu Cheng suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw those people calling out with red faces and thick necks, so he pretended to be curious and asked.

When the leading guy wearing glasses saw him coming, his eyes widened, and he asked a group of people to surround him and explain the goal and philosophy of this parade.

Fu Cheng listened for a while, and said, "Well... Isn't the relaxed terms quite humane? Children can get a better education, and the elderly can take care of themselves in Qingkong City..."

The man with glasses said: "Brother, don't look at this... just look at the law and order in Qingkong City in the past few years. What kind of cat or dog moved up."

Fu Cheng thought: "Didn't it just be relaxed for a year?"

The man with glasses scoffed: "The immigration law was relaxed a few years ago, and it received a lot of opposition. This time, the new lord took office, not only did not cancel it, but also expanded the quota for the elderly and women, adding the term 'disabled'." One, isn't this obviously going to weaken the manpower of the military reserve?"

"Women and children are fine, they can still come in handy. Then the rest are just to boost the GDP of Qingkong City."

Fu Cheng understood.

He didn't really care about what happened to the Alliance Reserve Army—otherwise they would have joined the army at this age, but the mentality in his heart that he thought he was superior to others living in Qingkong City was at work.

Fu Cheng said: "What's the matter, 'others' are not considered human beings? What do you mean by 'women and children'."

The man with glasses was dumb for a while, and said with a loud voice: "Don't misinterpret what I mean, we don't discriminate! Everyone wants to do this for the sake of the alliance and the good of Qingkong City."

"Oh," Fu Cheng said, "You advocate the direct abolition of the immigration law, so how can Qingkong City increase its population?"

The people around him added: "Qingkong City has a population of nearly ten million, why can't it reproduce itself?"

"Yes, this way the population quality can also be guaranteed."

Fu Cheng crossed his arms and said, "As far as the current sex ratio of the population is seriously unbalanced... are you sure? With all due respect, I am afraid that not many of you here are 'natives' from Qingkong City."

The crowd fell silent.

For the first time, the man with glasses met this kind of "warrior" who was alone and directly looking for trouble with a group of them. He forgot the purpose of bringing him into company, and argued: "Immigration law is not what it used to be! Although it has played a significant role in the past. function, but it has weakened and even rotted!"

He said: "You can't just stare at the previous effects and stop looking forward, right? And the problem of population ratio can be improved through other policies..."

Seeing him trying hard not to swear at him, Fu Cheng wanted to laugh, so he changed the subject: "Are you still single?"

Glasses man: "..."

The immigration law before Qingkong City has always been a mystery.Since there are fewer women and fewer enlisted in the military, they use intelligence as a criterion for immigrants of this gender.As a result, the average education level of women in Qingkong City is high, and many of them are gathered in the upper class.

Even Aunt Ge is a retired accountant of an old alliance company.

So young girls are generally very high-sighted.

But Fu Cheng always felt that this was wrong.

People of any gender have different strengths and hobbies.

Why should the alliance "strictly control and check" and formulate "selection criteria" so as not to "classify into the wrong category"?

Why can't people go on stage and chop zombies?

Fu Cheng thought of his previous female friends who used knives and guns at every turn.

Talking about the alliance is a waste of talent.

The man with glasses blushed and said, "You!"

"No matter how good the policy is, if people look down on you, you're still useless," Fu Cheng spread his hands and said, "Let's go back and read more books, broaden our horizons, and wait until a girl likes you before you are eligible to come out and protest, okay?"

Fu Cheng knew that this group of people was uneven, and they all had different purposes and different psychology.

His sweep of the stick aroused public outrage. A few married people or victims of deteriorating law and order were not happy, and they wanted to come up to discuss with him. Fu Cheng has never been fond of verbal wars.Find an opening and slip away.

As a result, a group of people expressed different views in their thoughts, and when they collided, they actually quarreled internally, so intense that they wanted to break up the team.

The audience was unclear, so they only saw Fu Cheng retreating from the corner where the crowd was crowded with a cigarette in his mouth.

Fu Cheng took out his lighter to light a cigarette, and when he raised his head to puff out the fog, he saw a huge boulder in the center of the square, engraved with "Shangshan" inscribed on it, and the red paint never faded.

The running water below is a little quiet, and there are still a few pieces of plastic garbage floating.

Fu Cheng looked up at the boulder and thought, "There is a long way to go."

After sighing, he frowned.

Years of vigilance told him that someone was watching him.

He intuitively looked behind him, and there was a man in black sitting on the public seat there.

In summer, a black long sleeve and high collar is very eye-catching.

The man is looking at him.

Putting his pockets in his pocket, Fu Cheng walked over and said hello, "Hello?"

Before the man got up, he tilted his head slightly, looked at Fu Cheng, and remained silent.

This man was expressionless like a robot, staring at Fu Cheng's back.

He lowered his eyes and said without beginning or end: "You live in Ah Zhou's house."

There were quarreling crowds behind him, all beings bustling on their own, and there was a lot of noise, but Fu Cheng felt cold around him.

The man stood up, he was tall, and he was at the same level as Fu Cheng.

But thin as a ghost.

The man's voice is also, as light as a dying person: "Really?"

Fu Cheng smiled and said, "You are?"

The man took it as his acquiescence, and took out a silver ring from his jacket pocket.

He reached out to grab Fu Cheng's hand.

"..."

Fu Cheng was startled by his inexplicable behavior, and instinctively withdrew his hand, but was grabbed by someone.

The temperature of the man's palm was very low, he raised his head and looked at Fu Cheng quietly.

Fu Cheng looked down and saw that he put the ring in Fu Cheng's palm.

There is also an identical ring on the ring finger of the man's left hand.

He closed Fu Cheng's hand and said, "Give it to the young master for me, he has been lost for a long time."

Fu Cheng: "..."

He naturally knew that the young master was Shi Zhou.

He frowned in disbelief, and blurted out: "Who are you?"

Before he could finish his "who", the man turned and left.

Fu Cheng wanted to step forward to stop him.In the end, the group of men with glasses couldn't figure out why they were arguing, so they came to arrest Fu Cheng for comment.

Fu Cheng: "???"

What's wrong with you?

Being stopped by them, Fu Cheng couldn't get away immediately, and the man disappeared in a short while.

All noises and arguments were blocked by Fu Cheng.

He couldn't help but clenched his fist holding the ring.

He remembered, remembered clearly, what he had touched.

On Shi Zhou's hand was the imprint of wearing a ring.