Senior is my fake wife

At six o'clock in the evening, the door opened, and Fu Qiong threw the key on the table of the rental house.

In front of me is the home I haven't seen for a week, exuding a familiar smell.

He took off his shoes and placed them neatly on the almost spotless shoe rack, and saw some wilted gerbera chrysanthemums in a vase on the table when he entered the room, one by one inserted in a dark, thin vase.Even though I haven't been home for a week, everything seems reassuring because it is clean and tidy.

Fu Qiong threw the bag in her hand on the sofa, and embedded herself in the sofa, hugging the big sunflower pillow on the sofa.

Weakness, sleepiness.

He felt that the scale he lost in the past few days had reached the lowest value of his weight, even thinner than when he was the thinnest in college, but he didn't seem to feel much.

What I really want to say is that my heart is empty.

Looking back on his extremely colorful week, first of all, he managed to find time to get off work early during his busy schedule, and he was able to lie down at home on weekends, eat fried chicken and watch a horror movie he had collected for a long time.

Halfway through the movie, when a ghost rushed out of the film, he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his stomach, followed by a burst of acid water mixed with stomach pain, rising upwards.

He vomited under the bed with a "wow" almost uncontrollably, and when he came back to take a closer look, he realized that he had vomited blood.

"..." Fu Qiong looked at the blood.

His first reaction was, it's over, he vomited blood, and the premiere of "Avengers 4" next week, is he going to die before Thanos.

But he looked at it, and when the dizziness and pain passed, he suddenly didn't feel anything.

Anyway, if other people don't die, it means that he watched "Reunion 4" alone.

Death counts.

Fu Qiong was sitting in the hospital, waiting for the results of the blood routine, and when she heard the doctor's diagnosis, she realized that she was not a lovelorn and sad and vomiting blood.

"Is it just ordinary stomach bleeding?" Fu Qiong asked.

"Young man, why are you still a little disappointed." The doctor said without raising his head.

Fu Qiong said: "No, I'm just calculating how many days off I have to take."

"Take the medicine first, and then you may need a gastroscopy." The doctor lowered his head and calculated, "Do you usually drink alcohol?"

"Occasionally." Fu Qiong said softly.

"Occasionally, how occasionally." The doctor adjusted his glasses, "I've seen a lot of people like you, is it because you're usually busy with work and stressful, and you like to go clubbing and disco on weekends, so you can't get stomach problems if you're so loose and tight? "

Fu Qiong ignored the doctor's idea, looked at the medical record, and said cautiously: "...Can the doctor not do a gastroscopy?"

The doctor didn't even look at him: "No."

"Then how long will I have to be treated?" Fu Qiong asked, "Should I be hospitalized?"

"Let's stay for two days. I don't have to go to work. I still miss work at this time." The doctor said, "Take two sets of clothes for a change of clothes, mainly to observe and observe what stage the condition is. If there is no problem, just leave the hospital directly. "

...In the end, when he came back from the hospital, the premiere of "Reunion 4" was over.

During his illness, he didn't dare to tell his mother, nor did he dare to tell his other friends.

After all, he and Sui Zhen's circle of friends is too close, and they pass on one another, and it will always reach Sui Zhen's ears, but he doesn't want Sui Zhen to know that he looks very weak and pitiful, as if he is selling miserably.

The hospital informed that gastric bleeding is a common complication of gastric cancer, but Fu Qiong was quite calm.

Later, I did a gastroscopy and found out the results. As long as the medicine is combined with the treatment, and I usually pay attention to my diet, there is no major problem, and Fu Qiong does not feel relieved.

Later, he obediently finished all the treatments by himself, and when he returned home, he felt overwhelmingly empty.

He found that he was not happy, let alone too unhappy.

It was almost a week since Sui Zhen rejected his confession.He sometimes thinks that he is also stupid. Since he has been holding back for so many years, it is good to continue to hold this in his heart. At least the two of them can watch the last movie of this series together. This is how long the two of them are. Seven years.

However, it seems that there are not too many waves, and everything seems to be a matter of course.

Fu Qiong sighed and went to take a bath slowly.

When he opened the email after taking a shower, it was full of work as expected.Fu Qiong still didn't feel anything. He felt that he had been sublimated after being sick for a week.

He always thought that he would go on like this, at least it was good to go on like this.

Until one day later, he took advantage of the break to watch the movie he had always wanted to watch. Although he missed the premiere, he was not spoiled too much due to illness and disconnected from the Internet. So he sat in the cinema alone excitedly until he looked up. Looking at the scene on the screen...

It was Sui Zhen and his favorite character... died.

He just died.

Is that how he died?

The entire cinema is eerily silent, and there will be constant wailing.

Fu Qiong covered her mouth with her hand, her face was pale by the glowing screen, and then the tears flowed uncontrollably, hiccupping while she was streaming.

In the silent movie theater, the continuous hiccup sound is really a bit joyful...

The girl in the front row was crying louder than anyone else before, but she may have realized that the man behind was still crying after she had finished crying. She turned her head to look at him, and then silently handed him a napkin.

"Thank you, hiccup." Fu Qiong thanked in a low voice, "I'm bothering you, hiccup..."

Anyway, being in the crowd is not very embarrassing, and he is not the one who cries the worst.

At that moment, Fu Qiong realized that he still seemed to have emotions, and it was not easy to become a log.

Going out from the movie, there was a heavy rain outside.

Looking up, Fu Qiong began to think of Sui Zhen and Xia Tian seven years ago.

At that time, the southern city was about to usher in a heavy rain.

It feels like if you take out the lungs and screw them on, you can get out a basin of water.

Fu Qiong took back the clothes of roommate Tong Tian from the balcony, folded them and put them on the bed.

He picked up his cell phone, and it was a text message from his mother.

The long string is split into two lines:

——I went to see a doctor today, and it was only a problem with my waist, so it’s nothing serious. I can’t bend over often in the future.If the living expenses are not enough, Mom will send some money to your bank card?Don't think about part-time work all day long because you have a lot of work in your sophomore year.

——Call my mother often when I am free. Don’t suffer from heat stroke in summer. If I can’t come back during the summer vacation, I will visit you. Mom loves you.

Fu Qiong touched her mobile phone and sighed softly:

——Living expenses are enough, don’t bother if you have a bad waist, I will definitely come back, and I love you too.

There was a flash of lightning at the window in front of him, followed by a thunderstorm in the sky in an instant, which shocked Fu Qiong, and hit his knee against the corner of the cabinet.

"……hiss."

He touched his knees with his hands and sat down on the bed.

Put on your headphones.The soft female voice in English overwhelmed the thunder behind it, as if entering a vacuum of time.

Quiet and lonely.

A few days ago, he found a part-time job in a beverage store. The job content was relatively easy, as long as he put the creamer powder in a beverage cup, poured it into boiling water and stirred it.Fu Qiong drank a cup by himself, and it was so sweet that he was not used to it, but after he came for two days, the business of this famous milk tea shop suddenly picked up.

The boss likes him and raises his salary, but the working hours are also forced to be longer. Fu Qiong is a bit tired after working for two days. Fortunately, he only needs to work three days a week, so he can have other time to rest.

He went to the milk tea shop that day and hurriedly took over shifts with the waiter at that time.The little girl looked at him wearing an apron, and said with a smile: "Twice groups of girls have come to ask when you will go to work."

Fu Qiong put on her wrinkled apron in embarrassment, and changed the topic: "I added a little more sugar yesterday, it must be too sweet, it's not good."

"Who made you popular? Even if you don't drink well, there will be people cheering you on." The little girl said, "I'm off work, so come on."

Fu Qiong responded, washed his hands in the sink behind him, and wiped the corners of the entire countertop with a rag. He felt that he had a serious cleanliness fetish and was indeed suitable for the dry catering industry.

The old electric fan was shaking its head and blowing hot air, and the ice machine refrigerator and various machines were piled up in the small storefront, which raised the heat to another level, even though it had just experienced a rain outside.

The ice machine was turned on, and Fu Qiong scooped up a spoonful of ice and poured a glass of water for herself. Before she could take a sip, the first wave of guests arrived.

Fu Qiong sighed, turned around with a smile on her face, and faced the guests in front of her: "Welcome, what would you like to drink?"

……

"If you ask me, why doesn't that idiot Chen Shen go out to rent a house or change dormitories by himself!"

Lin Lin was eating ice cream while walking side by side with Sui Zhen, "We don't feel comfortable like this every day, and he doesn't feel comfortable either. Whenever we argue with him, he pretends to be innocent. Who doesn't know that the gangster leader of the college opposite is his cousin Ah, if you dare to act but dare not act, you are dead."

Sui Zhen's face was stern, and his eyes were slightly lowered: "If he likes to make troubles, he can make troubles."

"Aren't your chest stuffy?" Lin Lin said, "Forget it, hey! My girlfriend is here..."

Lin Lin put his hands in his pockets and whistled over there: "Honey~"

Lin Lin's girlfriend ran over and put her arms around his arm: "Shall we go drink milk tea?"

"Okay~" Lin Lin replied in a frivolous tone, and then said to Sui Zhen, "Brother, my wife wants to drink milk tea, do you want to come together?"

"No." Sui Zhen said.

"The business over there is very good." Lin Lin's girlfriend pouted, "Let's go together, it happens that the musical instrument shop is right next door."

"Let's go, ouch, please." Lin Lin held the two people with his left and right hands, "Let's go!"

Sui Zhen was dragged and dragged by him, and he walked for almost 5 minutes. He gradually became irritable, especially with Lin Lin, his girlfriend. Every time he heard her talk, he wanted to leave.

"That's it." Lin Lin's girlfriend said, "Let's go."

"I'll accompany you." Lin Lin immediately said to Sui Zhen, "Wait for me, brother."

Sui Zhen looked away expressionlessly, and didn't answer his words.

The business of this milk tea shop is really good, and the little brother who makes milk tea is a bit overwhelmed.Sui Zhen stood on the side and observed idly, his eyes flicked over, and he always felt that he had seen that not-so-good-looking milk tea boy somewhere.

"Brother!" Lin Lin turned his head and said, "What do you want to drink!"

Sui Zhen took two steps forward, looking up at the menu.

"What do you want to drink?" The little brother selling milk tea suddenly raised his head and asked gently with a smile on his face.

"Lemon tea." Sui Zhen said coldly.

"Okay." The little brother turned around and went to work again.

"The Internet cafe is closed at night." Lin Lin leaned against the counter and said to Sui Zhen from the side.

"I'll go too." Lin Lin's girlfriend Bai Qing raised her hand and said, "I'll bring Xuanxuan along."

Sui Zhen said coldly: "The final exam, the homework hasn't been submitted yet, so I won't take it."

"Isn't there still a few days left? I'm ready to fail." Lin Lin said.

Bai Qing pressed against Lin Lin, but looked at Sui Zhen with glasses and said, "To be honest, Sui Zhen really doesn't look like he can do homework."

"I don't want to fail the subject." Sui Zhen said coldly, "The exam fee for the make-up exam is too expensive."

"Sir, your drink is ready." The little brother who made the milk tea interrupted their conversation, "It's a bit busy today, so it's slow to serve meals."

"En." Sui Zhen responded lightly, and took it over.

"The two of us are going to watch a movie, how about you?" Lin Lin said, "Go to an Internet cafe or a musical instrument store?"

Sui Zhen ignored his words, waved to the two of them, and prepared to go to the building next door.

If the internet cafe is Sui Zhen's first home, then the musical instrument shop is the second.

Inside is an absolutely quiet world, only a few like-minded friends communicate with each other to relax.

For him, the good medicine to cure troubles is guitar, cigarettes and games, otherwise it is barren.

So he can stay all day at a time, immersing himself in his own world with headphones on and thinking about nothing.Although he has been told by the boss of the musical instrument shop that he has no sense of music all the year round, he begged him to give up music every day.

In the words of the boss, Sui Zhen has a face that no one dares to mess with. He plays a literary and gentle acoustic guitar with a murderous look. It is not suitable, really not suitable.

Saying so, the arrogant boss still gave him an errand, asking him to use his handsome face to attract more little girls to his shop, so Sui Zhen can stay here for a long time without any scruples.

Today is no exception.

……

eight pm.

Sui Zhen came down from the upstairs of the musical instrument store, and was idling on the stairs near the road, just about to light a cigarette.

He was holding the lighter in his hand, when he suddenly heard a roar, and then he saw a man suddenly kicked the bicycles lined up under the stairs twice like crazy.

"Kang kuang!" A few times, a row of bicycle dominoes fell to the ground.

Sui Zhen was holding a cigarette with his hand near his mouth, but before he realized what happened, he saw a garbage bag next to him, who seemed to be someone who was about to take out the garbage.

"Hello!" the man yelled.

The madman paid no attention to him, he had already run away.

The most magical thing is that another security guard came across the road, ran up to the man with the garbage bag, and asked him why he knocked down the bicycle.

"I didn't do it." The man explained, "It's..."

"You didn't do it! Get me right now!" the security guard yelled.

"..."

The man didn't make any more excuses, but Sui Zhen walked down, looked at the security guard and said, "He didn't push it."

"I don't care who pushed you, I've straightened it anyway!" The security guard said and turned around, "You're still a college student, what quality are you! Hurry up and help!"

Sui Zhen's forehead twitched and was about to explode when the person next to him sighed and walked to the outermost row as if giving up resistance, ready to pick up the first one.

But it is still a bit difficult for one person to push it up due to the weight of rows.

What's more, Sui Zhen saw that he was thin and his arms were slender, as if they would break if he folded them.

Out of kindness, Sui Zhen walked to the side of the man, lifted the innermost bike, and then pushed hard, relaying the whole bike forward.

"Ah, thank you..." the person next to him said.

Sui Zhen's face was expressionless, his eyes lowered, and he saw Fu Qiong standing under the street lamp with his eyes wide open like a deer.

There is a glimmer of light in the darkness.

I didn't look carefully during the day, but at such a close distance, I could see his delicate and beautiful face, his eyebrows were flat, soft without looking fierce, his double eyelids, but his eyes were big, like a deer Smart.The nose is small and pointed, and even the voice is soft and delicate, with a clear sense of spring breeze blowing on the face.

"En." Sui Zhen simply replied.

The man smiled, and suddenly remembered that he was still wearing the apron and hat of the milk tea shop, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I...that..."

"Working?" Sui Zhen said, "You belong to that milk tea shop."

"Well, yes." The man nodded and thought for a while, "It's almost time to get off work anyway. How about I treat you to milk tea."

Sui Zhen was also polite: "Okay."

"My name is Fu Qiong." Fu Qiong looked at him and said with a smile, "I know you."

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This time I am writing about the experience from campus to workplace, so I don’t want to frame a person’s personality within the scope.It will grow and change, it will be sweet and there will be a little abuse, most of it is flat, slow, and the rhythm is not fast. If you like to leave a lot of comments, I will read and reply.

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