Green Tea Characters Must Not Collapse [Transmigration Book]

After returning home, Lu Huai refused the housekeeper's request for dinner, dragging his body after working all day, he went upstairs in a lack of energy.

Fu Shiyu took an English financial magazine in his hand and read it seriously. When Lu Huai entered the door, he happened to meet his eyes when he heard the movement.Lu Huai closed his eyes, walked quickly to the bed, and threw himself into the arms of the person on the bed.

"Are you tired?" Fu Shiyu put the magazine in his hand aside, straightened his body slightly, so that Lu Huai could lie down more comfortably, and stroked the back of Lu Huai's neck with his palm, his movements were gentle: "Go take a shower and come back to rest."

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Lu Huai replied weakly, still laying on Fu Shiyu's body motionless.

His physical fatigue is secondary, it is the things he saw on Weibo tonight that made him mentally tired.

After rubbing his face hard against the soft pajamas that was pillowed on Fu Shiyu's body, Lu Huai finally got up from him, took his clothes and went to take a shower without saying a word.

The hot water in the bathtub, which was slightly hotter than his skin, relieved most of his fatigue. Lu Huai squinted his eyes and soaked in it for more than half an hour without knowing it. When he woke up, the water all over his body was already a little cold.

He casually took out Fu Shiyu's black bathrobe and put it on, then took a dry towel and half-dried his wet hair before leaving the bathroom.

"not in a good mood?"

When Lu Huai came out, Fu Shiyu had already changed into a new set of pajamas. Seeing that Lu Huai's black hair was still wet, he hugged him in his arms, opened the drawer at the head of the bed, took a hair dryer and asked him to dry his hair .

"It's no big deal." Lu Huai pushed Fu Shiyu's arm handing the hair dryer away: "Don't blow it."

"No." Fu Shiyu's tone was serious. Lu Huai went to bed without drying his hair before, but the next day he chanted in his ear about having a headache all day.

"Then blow it to me."

Lu Huai suddenly stood up from him, his eyes seemed to be dripping with mist just after he came out of the bathroom: "Look at them, their husbands know how to blow-dry their hair, but you!"

"Oh, I really am," he sighed and rolled his eyes, pretending to raise his tone, exaggerated and exaggerated in a resentful tone: "My life is miserable—huh?"

"." Fu Shiyu promptly stopped his tendency to continue acting, covered his half-opened lips, asked him to sit next to him, then turned on the blower, and began to blow his hair carefully.

It was not too late when Lu Huai went to bed with his hair blown dry.He lay prone on the bed, pulled a pillow to cushion his chest, and played Snake on his phone carelessly.

When the glowing red snake was so big that it looked disgusting, Lu Huai felt tired from playing, so he slammed his head against the wall to death.Staring at the App interface on the phone for a while, he stared at the Weibo in the corner of the screen for a while, and then hesitated to open this software that almost looks like a battlefield today.

Even though it's been a few hours, those ever-increasing tweets and commentary DMs still haven't stopped.

Lu Huai propped his chin up and looked at it for a while. After watching for a long time, he would find that these people used the same words. They secretly changed concepts, poured dirty water on them, and sold them badly. They said all the good and bad things.

"Good evening, Teacher Lu. /Show your teeth"

A very conspicuous unread number 1 popped up in the list of private messages. Lu Huai glanced at the profile picture of the person who sent the private message to him. It was Zhou Yi.

Unlike those who sent private messages to themselves in the news of people they did not follow before, as long as they didn't look at them, they wouldn't bother themselves, Zhou Yi's dialog box jumped directly to the top.

Zhou Yi's profile picture is a silhouette of him on the stage, behind him there are countless tea-green support light boards exclusive to his fans, and a sparkling red V is hung next to the profile picture.

"Good evening." Lu Huai didn't know why he suddenly sent a private message to himself, but he quickly replied.

After this reply was sent, the other side didn't send any more messages for a long time. Lu Huai guessed that Zhou Yi just came over to say hello to him after closing each other, and there was no other meaning.

Lu Huai turned over, hugged Fu Shiyu's waist with his backhand, rested on his arm and continued to look at his phone. Before he got home, Zheng Shu reminded himself to remember to forward the preview of the group of photos taken today. He searched for a long time before finding it. That super topic with your name on it.

Chaohua's practice is deserted, and there is not even a host.

Lu Huai read all the posts without looking up and down for a while, and these posts were not posted by fans, some were votes with his name on the marketing account, and some were simply advertising.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that I am really pitiful now. Lu Huai clicked his tongue, clicked "apply for host" backhand, and filled in the reason for the application very wildly: "I am the right owner of this super talk!", seeing After the application was submitted successfully, he exited the Chaohua interface with satisfaction.

Zhou Yi-: "Mr. Lu, I couldn't add your WeChat before, so I can only private message you on Weibo. I thought you didn't go to Weibo often."

Lu Huai sneaked a glance at Fu Shiyu who was holding a magazine in one hand beside him and was concentrating on reading. Although he was frank and frank, if Fu Shiyu saw him, he would inevitably be sour and indescribable.

"There was a Weibo post at night, I came up and scrolled it, and I just saw it." Lu Huai originally wanted to ask why Zhou Yi would suddenly pay attention to him, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. If he really asked, the effect would be almost like saying something directly Like despise him.

"What Weibo? Movie promotion?"

"It's just a small preview of the electronic magazine. My agent asked me to transfer it." Lu Huai was typing seriously, completely ignoring that he had shifted his gaze from the magazine to the screen of his mobile phone behind him, and was frowning at him The person who talked to Zhou Yi.

"Then I'll help you retweet, and let my fans increase your sales."

Zhou Yi has been flattering himself ever since he came back from the mountains. Although Lu Huai didn't know why, he was always vigilant and didn't relax because of Zhou Yi's change of attitude.

"No need." After Lu Huai sent this message, he thought of what Zhou Yi's fans did tonight. If Zhou Yi forwarded it for him, they would tear him apart.

"Your fans are too enthusiastic, I can't stand it." He thought about his words, and sent a sentence that was not particularly obvious, which really made Zhou Yi reply a little confused: "Huh?"

Fu Shiyu was behind Lu Huai, and he could only see the blurred words on the screen through the back of his head that was resting on his body. He focused on observing for a long time, and only read a few words like "I'll help you..." and "You... Passionate". class of words.

An arm appeared in front of Lu Huai while he was typing, and then his hand was empty. He stared blankly at his empty palm, straightened half of his body and turned to look at Fu Shiyu, with surprise in his tone: "You What are you doing?"

He and Zhou Yi hadn't chatted for a while, but Fu Shiyu had already read the chat records of the two of them at a glance when Lu Huai turned to question him, "Stop chatting and go to sleep."

"I don't sleep." Lu Huai reached out to snatch his mobile phone, but he was always one step slower than Fu Shiyu's. He clenched his fist angrily and punched Fu Shiyu's chest: "Give it back to me!"

The punch he used was not light, and he regretted it a little after he punched it, but he couldn't take it back, so he could only bite his lower lip, and whispered: "Husband."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Although Fu Shiyu was indeed hurt by him, but seeing Lu Huai's guilty face, he didn't change his face, staring at him deeply with a pair of black eyes, and asked calmly.

"I have something to tell him." Lu Huai frowned, and murmured a little depressed, "Give me back the phone."

"Okay, but you have to tell me what happened first." Fu Shiyu sat up straight, and looked at Lu Huai seriously: "What will you two be involved in?"

Lu Huai pursed the corners of his lips helplessly, lowered his eyes and did not want to speak.

He just thought he could solve these things so he didn't want to tell Fu Shiyu. Besides, compared with Fu Shiyu, it might be best to let Zhou Yi manage his fans himself.

"Don't want to say it?" Fu Shiyu stretched out his hand, and raised his chin with the phone with a black screen in his palm, so that Lu Huai had to raise his face, and looked at him silently: "Huh?"

"Tell me about..."

Finally, Lu Huai still couldn't bear Fu Shiyu's gentle questioning. If he was tougher, he might be able to refuse for a few more rounds.

He succinctly described tonight from Zheng Shu letting himself go on Weibo, to the content of the chat with Zhou Yi just now. During this period, Fu Shiyu's complexion turned cold visibly with the naked eye.

Lu Huai held the mentality that since he had said it, he would finish it in one breath, and explained the ins and outs of the future clearly in one go, and then dared to touch Fu Shiyu's hand: "I'm done."

He was waiting here for Fu Shiyu to react, but Fu Shiyu raised his eyes to look at him, and stared at him for a few minutes.

It wasn't until Lu Huai was a little flustered that he waited until Fu Shiyu said, "Why didn't you tell me, if I don't ask, you plan to keep it a secret?"

"..."

Lu Huai didn't expect his focus to be here, so he hesitated for a few seconds, and tentatively said: "I think this is a trivial matter, there is nothing worth telling you...and I think I can solve it...so I didn't say anything."

"Oh, I see."

Fu Shiyu raised his eyelids and responded lightly, then stopped talking, took off the quilt on his body, got out of bed and put on his shoes.

Lu Huai sat on the bed at a loss, watched his series of movements, and stopped Fu Shiyu before he turned and left the bedroom: "Where are you going?"

"You take a good rest, I will help you deal with this matter." Fu Shiyu turned around and glanced at him, no emotion could be seen in his tone or eyes.

Lu Huai watched the bedroom door open and close, the beautiful features on a small face almost wrinkled together due to the sudden sense of loss and panic in his heart.

He turned over and lay back on the bed, and kept turning over a few times irritably. Finally, after 10 or [-] minutes, he couldn't bear this quiet and tortured atmosphere, and got out of bed, pattering out of the bedroom with his bare feet.

The light in the study on the third floor was on, and a warm yellow light shone through the crack of the door onto the ground.

Lu Huai didn't knock on the door, but gently unlocked the door, pushed the door open, and saw Fu Shiyu standing in front of the window, talking to the person on the phone next to his ear.

The curtains were not drawn, and the night outside the window was deep and thick. In the dark scene, only a few night lights by the sea could be seen, and the dark blue of the sea could be faintly seen.

Lu Huai stepped on his feet and walked behind Fu Shiyu in silence.

Before the person in front of the window realized the slight movement behind him, he stretched out a pair of thin arms, hugged his waist from behind, and put his face on Fu Shiyu's back, and then he took a deep breath of relief.

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