Senior is my fake wife

Sui Zhen's s4 also had two handles, one of which was covered with dust, and Sui Zhen took it out to wipe it when Fu Qiong was just walking around.

The topic returned to the game, and Fu Qiong was not so nervous.Sui Zhen cut out the screen and asked him what he wanted to play.

Fu Qiong saw that the games in him were not the same as the ones he had played before. They were all games that looked relaxed and cute on the screen. Sui Zhen moved his hands to switch, and asked him: "What do you want to play? These are all games. Two people can play."

Fu Qiong looked around, pointed to one and said, "See you playing this?"

"...Watch me play?" Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong was also familiar with the 3A game he was playing recently, but it was the first time for him to see people's operations... After all, their original painting team occasionally gathered around to analyze the scene settings and details.

"Aren't you coming with me?" Sui Zhen asked in a low voice.

"No, let's watch you play." Fu Qiong turned his head to look at him inexplicably.

Sui Zhen bit her lower lip and sighed, holding the handle tightly with both hands.Cutting to this game, this time Sui Zhen is still the same Sui Zhen, with a smooth and easy operation, even though he keeps saying that he has not played for a long time.

Fu Qiong nestled on the sofa and watched all afternoon, not feeling bored at all, he felt that watching Sui Zhen playing games was a real enjoyment, and he could always bring him happiness easily.

Sui Zhen played well, gradually let go, and chatted with Fu Qiong while operating, which was very similar to his previous live broadcast.

"As a sequel, needless to say, the graphics of this game have also improved a lot in terms of gameplay and operation." Sui Zhen handed him the controller, "Would you like to try it?"

"I won't..." Fu Qiong said.

"It's okay." Sui Zhen approached him slightly, "It's fine to start over after death."

Fu Qiong took it a little nervously, and Sui Zhen instructed him: "Go straight ahead from this road."

"But the mission arrow is not going here..." Fu Qiong said.

"It's okay, listen to me." Sui Zhen said, "Let's go."

Fu Qiong followed what he said, and walked forward with the character. When it was almost at the end, Sui Zhen said: "Push the left stick."

"Left..." Fu Qiong murmured, and then raised his eyes to see that the place he arrived at was a beautiful blue sea and sky, the protagonist's town was in the distance, and there were flocks of birds perched on the shore.

"Wow." Fu Qiong said in surprise.

"When I saw this scenery for the first time, I really wanted to share it with someone." Sui Zhen spread his arms on the sofa and looked at him sideways, "You are the first."

Fu Qiong held the handle and didn't know how to answer, so she could only smile: "Really."

In a blink of an eye, he returned the handle to Sui Zhen: "Here you are."

Sui Zhen caught it: "Don't play anymore?"

"I want to see you play." Fu Qiong said.

The two played for a while, until the evening, when Fu Qiong cooked dumplings, Sui Zhen asked him to take two bowls and vinegar dishes in the cupboard, Fu Qiong responded, opened the cupboard, and saw a pair of dumplings inside. bowls and saucers.All patterns are double, two...

Fu Qiong took the chopsticks, shared the chopsticks and bowls between them, and sat down.

"Drink something." Sui Zhen said.

"It's okay." Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen turned around, took the red wine on the cabinet, and picked out two more glasses.

He put the cup in front of Fu Qiong: "You have a bad stomach, you can only drink one cup."

Fu Qiong waited for him to sit down and clinked glasses with him: "Happy New Year."

Sui Zhen looked at him with that kind of eyes again, the kind of eyes that looked very seriously as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Fu Qiong was actually a little scared and uneasy about this kind of gaze, he was especially afraid of revealing the darkness in his heart under this kind of gaze.

"Red wine paired with dumplings is really particular." Fu Qiong smiled and picked one for him, "Eat it."

The two of them watched the Spring Festival Gala, which was getting more and more boring year after year, and their phones were flooded with all kinds of New Year's greeting messages. Sui Zhen was a little full after eating, with two long legs slumped on the seat, holding up the phone to reply to the messages.

Fu Qiong received a call from Wang Li, chatted with her for a while with a smile, and wished each other a happy new year.Someone set off fireworks outside, and the crackling sound was louder than the loud one. Fu Qiong could no longer hear what the other party said, so she had no choice but to hang up the phone.

Fu Qiong felt quite happy, this kind of warm feeling that she hadn't experienced for a long time filled her whole body, as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

"Thank you." Fu Qiong said to Sui Zhen obediently.

"Thank you." Sui Zhen looked at the phone.

"Thank you for letting me have a good year." Fu Qiong stood up and glanced at the phone, "It's almost there. I can watch the Spring Festival Gala for a while when I go home and go to bed."

"Are you leaving?" Sui Zhen finally looked up from the phone.

"Yeah." Fu Qiong nodded, "I'll ask you to clean up the bowl, I don't care."

"You..." Sui Zhen stood up, seeming to want to say something, and hung his shoulders for a while, "Okay, I'll see you off."

"Don't give it away, don't give it away." Fu Qiong took her coat and put it on, brought her scarf, and smiled, "Go to bed early."

Just as he was about to open the door, Sui Zhen suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Senior..."

"Happy New Year." Fu Qiong turned her head and smiled, and pulled out her hand. He leaned over and patted Sui Zhen on the shoulder as he spoke, making a gesture of embracing Sui Zhen, and Fu Qiong said: "Goodbye, Make an appointment for a movie when you have time."

Sui Zhen's body was tense: "I'll take you to the door..."

"No need." Fu Qiong said quickly, "Go in."

He closed the door before Sui Zhen came out, and hurried downstairs without giving Sui Zhen any chance to say anything else.

Fu Qiong took a taxi, went back to her apartment, took a shower and got into his warm quilt.

Looking at the time, and watching the Spring Festival Gala for a while, Fu Qiong turned on his computer, and laughed while reading the jokes on the Internet. He watched until twelve o'clock, and always felt that what happened before was like a dream.

After twelve o'clock, the fluctuations calmed down, and the sound of firecrackers gradually faded away. Fu Qiong, who insisted on going to bed late during the Chinese New Year, also finished scrolling through the paragraphs on Weibo. Things are over, everyone has already started "Unforgettable Tonight" and "Happy New Year".

He finally had nothing to look at, and he was completely empty.

Today's incidents began to turmoil in his mind.

Although he was very happy and satisfied today, how will he get along with Sui Zhen afterwards?

Life is not a movie, can the things he dreamed of come true so easily... Could Sui Zhen like himself...?

Fu Qiong never felt that such a small probability event would happen to her, more often because of what Sui Zhen had done to him, Fu Qiong felt that as the lonely and possessive person, when the two reunited After that, I was a little confused about my position.Besides, why did he suddenly bend after the reunion?There is no intermediate process, it is simply incredible.

He turned over to check the time, thinking about it, he actually thought of two o'clock.

The drowsiness wrapped him in the warm quilt and slowly attacked his whole body, and he fell asleep with his head on his side.

……

After the year is over, we must continue to devote ourselves to work.

The relationship with Sui Zhen is still so unsalty, when Sui Zhen won't come to him, Fu Qiong will not deliberately look for him or miss him.

But Sui Zhen just couldn't figure out what he was doing and what he was thinking... Not long after he went to work after the year, Fu Qiong didn't talk to him for three or four days, and the flowers and afternoon tea delivery arrived as scheduled.

Fu Qiong could only send him a wechat message with earnestness and sincerity:

——I have them all in my office... I don't need to buy them specially.

Mr. Zhen:

——When I tasted the new flavor, I thought it was delicious, so I wanted to buy it for you.

Fu Qiong's heart skipped a beat, she covered her mouth with her hands and coughed, and threw the phone aside.

"Sister, do you want to eat?" Fu Qiong gave her several bags of biscuits.

"Why do you have biscuits again?" Annie was not polite at all, took a handful of biscuits and opened them, "Which little girlfriend gave them to you?"

"What..." Fu Qiong said helplessly.

"Seeing that you often receive flowers." Annie said, "I thought you were in love."

Fu Qiong said: "No..."

I didn't make it clear to Sui Zhen last time, and in the end he intensified and started to buy things for him. When Fu Qiong asked him for his address, he didn't reply, so he could only say:

——I’m really angry if you buy it for me again.

But Sui Zhen was still the same as before, ruthlessly not replying.

"Let's discuss something with you." Liao Xin said, "I have a date with my blind date today. The client needs to read the manuscript online between 07:30 and [-]:[-]. Can you submit it for me?"

"Okay." Fu Qiong said, "You go."

"Thank you!" Liao Xin said.

"Can you do this?" Fu Qiong said.

"I don't know, I really like her." Liao Xin said, "It's too difficult to find someone I like..."

Fu Qiong's eyes fell on the fresh and fragrant lily on his table, she looked at it for a while with her hands on her head, and then searched for her own eye drops all over the table.

After [-] o'clock on Friday night, there were significantly fewer people working overtime than usual, and all the people left were single dogs like Fu Qiong who had no family and no relationship.

He felt tired after drawing for a while, only to realize that his phone was ringing.

He turned his head and saw that it was Sui Zhen.

"Hello?" Fu Qiong said.

"Are you off work?" Sui Zhen said.

"No." Fu Qiong pointed at the mouse, "What's wrong?"

"I wanted to ask you out for dinner." Sui Zhen said, "I've already walked to the door of your company."

Fu Qiong froze for a moment, and said, "Are you downstairs?"

"Otherwise." Sui Zhen said, "When do you get off work?"

Fu Qiong said: "It's still early, you have to wait for a long time, then I'll bring you some biscuits, how tiring it is to wait hungry."

Sui Zhen: "..."

Fu Qiong went downstairs to pick him up, and Sui Zhen was standing on the side of the building, looking down like a male model, playing with his phone.

Fu Qiong walked over and said, "You didn't even tell me when you came."

"Where are the biscuits?" Sui Zhen raised his head and said.

"No biscuits." Fu Qiong held the notebook in her arms and squinted at him, "Please drink coffee."

In the cafe downstairs, Fu Qiong bought coffee and a light meal, and handed Sui Zhen a sandwich.

"Eat less, I'll treat you to something else later." Sui Zhen said.

"It will take a while." Fu Qiong sat on a high stool, with a computer in front of her and several webpages open on it, "Too many things to do today..."

"That's right." Fu Qiong raised her hand and gave him a bag, "Here, some skin care products and two bottles of eye drops that I asked my colleague to bring to Japan."

"..." Sui Zhen was a little taken aback, "Thank you..."

He lowered his head and turned over, then asked, "Is Baiqin there?"

"No." Fu Qiong said helplessly.

Sui Zhen's face softened immediately: "Yes."

"Since I have a cup of coffee, let's go back early, I don't even know what time it will be." Fu Qiong looked at the computer again.

"I'll accompany you for a while." Sui Zhen said, "It's just boring."

"Go home and play games when you're bored." Fu Qiong said casually.

"I want to see you." Sui Zhen said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, I can't help but..."

Fu Qiante was afraid that he would speak in such a tone, whether it was really pitiful or pretending to be pitiful, anyway, he would be soft-hearted and feel overwhelmed.

He hurriedly said: "How nice it is to lie down happily at home on a beautiful Friday, you come to my place to see if I'm working overtime and you're free..."

Sui Zhen's deep voice sounded: "I just... want to see you."

Fu Qiong pushed the coffee in front of him, covering one side of her face: "If you want to wait, just wait, shut up and drink coffee."