Senior is my fake wife

"By the way, I have something for you." Fu Qiong said and took him to the storage room inside. As soon as Bai Qin entered, he saw an A4 oil painting on the table, which was a copy of Van Gogh "Sunflower".The degree of completion is very high, and the color matching is also very harmonious. It is not completely dry, and there is a pungent smell of oil paint.

"I took your money before, but you never went back, and you refused to invite you to dinner, but I slapped you a few times myself." Fu Qiong handed him the painting, "So I drew one on my own initiative. "

"This...for me?" Bai Qin took it and said excitedly.

"Yes." Fu Qiong nodded.

Bai Qin looked up at Fu Qiong, surprised and said, "It's so beautiful! But why is it "Sunflower"?"

——"Sunflower, like you."

Sui Zhen's face suddenly appeared in Fu Qiong's mind, looking at the way he said these words.

"Because it's a good painting." Fu Qiong said with a smile.

"Thank you senior, I'm going to frame it now." Bai Qin happily carried it out of the storage room.

Fu Qiong washed his hands and went to the kitchen to peel an apple for him. After a while, someone came up behind him and took a piece with his hand.

Fu Qiong thought it was Bai Qin, but when she turned around, she saw Sui Zhen.

"Why are you here?" Fu Qiong frowned and looked at his hands in surprise, "Hands are so dirty!"

"It's done." Sui Zhen said, "I'm here to pick you up."

"Is it five o'clock?" Fu Qiong said.

"Yeah." Sui Zhen said, "I finished editing the video and posted it tonight. Today, an operator of the platform came to ask me if I would like to be associated with the Taobao store business, which can be divided into..."

"Okay, okay..." Fu Qiong stuffed another apple into his mouth, frowned and said, "Why do you talk like this when you meet me?"

While packing up her things, Fu Qiong felt happy after realizing it: "Mr. Zhen is really popular, and there is an advertisement to answer."

Sui Zhen calmed down, chewing an apple with his eyes downcast.

Fu Qiong went to say hello to Bai Qin, followed Sui Zhen out of the small building, and the two walked towards the school side by side.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qiong said, "Come to pick me up but don't speak."

"...I don't know what to say." Sui Zhen looked ahead.

"Aren't you happy to receive the advertisement? It's only been half a year." Fu Qiong said, "More and more people have come to watch your live broadcast, and Mr. Zhen has made a lot of money."

Sui Zhen said: "Really."

Fu Qiong felt that since the beginning of this year, he has been a little gloomy, and it seems that it has become even worse after returning from the Chinese New Year.

It may be due to the increasing pressure of live broadcasting, and he himself does not like to be restrained all the time. He cannot bear the finger-pointing on the barrage, or the many characters given to him by the platform. Behind the fame and fortune are more and more not free.Besides, it's the New Year's Eve again... Seriously, no one wants to have a reunion year, and no one wants to have some unhappy things happen during the New Year.

Sometimes when Fu Qiong came home, she saw that Sui Zhen didn't start the live broadcast, and played console games for two days in the rented room.

Fu Qiong cooked the meal for him without moving his chopsticks. When he came back from the outside, he saw Sui Zhen still facing the TV. Fu Qiong looked at the bed, which was exactly the same as when he was leaving.

Fu Qiong stared at it blankly for a while, then got angry from nowhere, turned around and ran to unplug the TV.

"..."

There is a constant buzzing sound near the eardrum due to power failure.

Sui Zhen kept this posture facing the TV.

"Do you know what day it is today?" Fu Qiong asked in a deep voice.

"..." Sui Zhen dropped the handle, lowered his head to cover his face and rubbed his face.

"If you find it useful to escape." Fu Qiong picked up the handle, "You can continue."

"Can you leave me alone?" Sui Zhen said.

"You told me that only I can control you." Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen looked at the ground, then looked up at him with red eyes: "Then leave me alone this time?"

"Beckon me when you need me, and let me leave you alone if you don't need me." Fu Qiong smiled, "Sui Zhen, am I a dog?"

Fu Qiong squatted down and put the handle away: "If you have something in your heart, you can tell me that if you hold it back alone, you will destroy yourself in the end... Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say it."

Putting her hands on the ground, Fu Qiong approached him slightly: "I'll just sit with you for a while."

Sui Zhen was silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out two hands, he leaned forward to hug Fu Qiong, and rested his forehead on his shoulder.

Fu Qiong knelt on the ground, a little taller than him, wrapped him in her arms, and gently patted his head.

His approach was very gentle, Sui Zhen put his hands around his neck, and kept his head down.

No other affection, quite a warm hug.

"I'm so tired..." Sui Zhen said.

"Yeah." Fu Qiong nodded, "I know you're tired."

"A few years ago, someone played against me because of my live broadcast. He was on the TV with the team opposite me. After the broadcast, he chased me and scolded me a lot." Sui Zhen said, "Many people will scold me. I don't want to see them scolding my mother."

Fu Qiong nodded, her nose was a little sour: "Yes."

"I don't want to see it." Sui Zhen said, "Because my mother is really dead."

"..." Fu Qiong hugged him a little tighter, unable to find words of comfort, she could only pat him on the back lightly.

The boy curled up in his arms, and it was a little difficult for him to hold it with both hands, and he could feel his shoulders shaking.

"If they are in front of me, I can beat them one by one." Sui Zhen gritted his teeth, "I can't fucking do anything through the screen."

Sui Zhen talked about a lot of trivial things, and he rarely talked so much, so that Fu Qiong's hand was numb by him, and he couldn't support it and sank a little.

Only then did Sui Zhen let go of him, and grabbed his arm.

"It's numb! It's numb!!" Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen rubbed him, causing Fu Qiong to gasp in a low voice, staring at him with big innocent eyes: "It's done! It's done!!"

Fu Qiong really suspected that this was rubbing his legs "gently" before taking revenge on him.

"I'm sorry." Sui Zhen said lightly, "I don't want to offend you."

"I said, you are under too much pressure." Fu Qiong raised her hand and said, "If the live broadcast makes you so unhappy, we will not broadcast it. At worst, I beg Brother Xu, I will go back to the Internet cafe."

"..." Sui Zhen shook his head.

"Furthermore, that's how the league game environment is." Fu Qiong said, "Didn't you often face such trash talk in the game before? The worse you are, the more proud they are."

Sui Zhen touched a cigarette and drank it, Fu Qiong took it down for him: "No smoking."

"..." Sui Zhen sighed, "Of course I know what they are thinking."

He turned sideways and took a notebook from the table to Fu Qiong.Fu Qiong opened it, and saw that it was densely packed with Sui Zhen's characters.

"This... what is this? Game strategy?" Fu Qiong was speechless.

"It's the game I'm playing recently. I wrote it based on the official strategy and my own experience." Sui Zhen stroked his hair, "There are also many interesting easter eggs in the game, I also wrote them down. Originally, I wanted to It was shared in the live broadcast room at night."

Fu Qiong flipped through a few pages, and felt that although Sui Zhen's Gou Climbing characters were eye-catching, but the records were really numerous and complicated, she said, "You have prepared a lot? Are you really not going to broadcast it? It can't be because of some viewers' comments." Behavior affects the whole group, right?"

"I didn't say no to live broadcast." Sui Zhen played the notebook, "...It's just a little uncomfortable, I don't know what the meaning of doing this is."

"The people you want to share with are not the group of people who like to criticize and criticize... Mr. Zhen is very, "But before that, go to bed and rest now. "

Sui Zhen said, "I can't sleep."

"You have to sleep for a few hours. After you sleep, I'll live broadcast with you." Fu Qiong coaxed.

Sui Zhen thought about it, agreed, and slowly went to bed.

"Sleep in my bed again!" Fu Qiong said angrily.

"Good night." Sui Zhen closed her eyes.

Fu Qiong sighed, and went over to cover him with the quilt.Sometimes I feel that Sui Zhen is just a child, and he has to be coaxed to calm down. Fu Qiong is also secretly a little happy that at least Sui Zhen can talk freely about herself and not others.

……

As soon as the class of last semester started, Fu Qiong was busy.

He wants to fill up the compulsory courses in the second half of the junior year, and reserve enough and sufficient time for the senior year to practice and find a job.

Sui Zhen also seems to be busy. He has a lot of courses in his sophomore year, and he is busy with live broadcasting at night, and occasionally makes two videos.

But at the beginning of the new semester, what Fu Qiong looked forward to the most was his birthday.

His birthday falls on the last day of February, or occasionally the penultimate day.

The older you get, the fewer people know about his birthday. Only Baiqin reported a series of numbers because Fu Qiong had dirty hands a few days ago and wanted to unlock his phone. Baiqin asked casually, "0228, what's your birthday?"

"En." Fu Qiong responded.

"Really?" Bai Qin said, "Isn't that the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes." Fu Qiong nodded.

Fu Qiong thought at the time that Sui Zhen probably didn't know, or didn't notice this day at all.He's been too busy lately, both academically and at work.

Fu Qiong thought to himself, forget it, I really want to remind people that they still want him to be entangled in gifts. He remembered that Sui Zhen's birthday was in October, and he missed it last year because he didn't know. Although he made it up later, but this time... forget it , He thinks about it when he can think of it, and pulls it down when he can't think of it.

That day, Sui Zhen didn't say a word, and went out directly. Those in Baiqin's dormitory ordered a cake for him, and they shared it in the studio, and bought a lot of barbecue and beer.

Fu Qiong is a birthday star, and she gave them a full stomach. Although she is not drunk, she always feels dizzy. There is also a kind of superficial happiness, that is, after drinking a few cups, the whole person is in a state of excitement .

Bai Qin leaned against him, his face was flushed from drinking, and he couldn't stand still: "Student, Senior! Congratulations! Birthday! Happy!!"

"Happy." Fu Qiong patted his head, "Abo, thank you."

"You're welcome, senior! You're welcome!" Bai Qin waved his hand and said, "I'm so happy!"

Fu Qiong wiped the wine stains on his clothes, then asked someone to support him, and brought him back to the dormitory.

Then I can humming nursery rhymes soberly and excitedly to go home.

It seems that Sui Zhen is still not at home. Fu Qiong went to the public kitchen to find something to eat and wanted to make him a supper. He came back late for several days, and then he wanted to have a supper. Fu Qiong sometimes bought him some eggs. Fried, and sometimes bring some from outside for him to eat.

He opened the refrigerator and saw a cake in the refrigerator freezer.

"..." Such a coincidence, who in this building celebrates his birthday with him.

Fu Qiong took out some cakes and found that happy 22nd birthday was written on the fruit cake.Fu Qiong's brain went down for a while, and she closed the refrigerator door in a daze.

Until he turned his head and saw a plastic bag suspected of containing cakes on the kitchen table, he picked it up and found a receipt with Sui Zhen's name on it.