Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Fu Tong felt sick.

He couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, countless ghosts appeared in front of him. They had hideous faces and sharp laughter. Words about to collapse.

There is one thing that Fu Tong actually didn't tell Fu Qianyuan, that is, he had a dream during the time when he fell asleep just now.

This dream is somewhat similar to the one he dreamed in Duling's tomb, but also somewhat different.

It's like Fu Qianyuan's departure and the wanton ridicule of those spirits. It's not like in the dream in Duling's secret room, he watched Fu Qianyuan leave helplessly, but he couldn't catch up no matter what.

But in this dream, Fu Tong didn't see Fu Qianyuan at all. The person he loved the most disappeared in his life so silently, but he didn't even have a chance to keep him.

Whether you see it or not, you can't keep it.

In the end, he was the only one left, huddled alone and waiting in that place where he didn’t know if he could call it home. At first, he still looked forward to it, thinking that Fu Qianyuan would cry when he was bullied by those ghosts, and later, he looked forward to it. Slowly buried in despair, his eyes gradually became numb, and finally raised the knife, drank blood from the tip of the knife, and laughed hysterically while standing among the wreckage.

To turn one person into another, sometimes it doesn't take much, all you need is to lose.

Lose, wait, hope.

Desperate, numb, insane.

Fu Tong felt all the emotions experienced by the person in the dream.

That feeling is too sad, too unbearable, and too real, much more real than the ones dreamed in Duling, so real that Fu Tong felt that what he saw was not a dream, but a bloody mess hidden under the illusion. reality.

He was afraid and eager to find a sense of security, and only Fu Qianyuan could give him this feeling.

So Fu Tong has to hold on to Fu Qianyuan tightly and with all his strength. Only in this way can he find a little bit of warmth from those cold feelings.

Is this right?

he does not know.

Occasionally, when he calmed down a little, Fu Tong would feel that this kind of himself was too strange, but he couldn't control that much anymore.

He couldn't even save himself, so what else could he care about?

……

He has no way out.

Fu Tong held Fu Qianyuan's sleeve tightly, his pupils turned gray, and muttered to himself.

"No, no, I'm not sick. What's wrong with me? I just want to be with you. I want to be with you at all times. What kind of sickness is this? It's not a sickness at all."

"Yes, that's right, that's how it is."

Fu Tong's fingers turned white, and the hand holding Fu Qianyuan's sleeve became tighter and tighter, and his voice was sharp and urgent: "Yes, that's it, it must be this way, it's the only way, you can't leave me, the distance can't exceed my line of sight, I want to see you all the time."

"It's a normal thought, it's normal, it's not sick, is it?"

He raised his head, his eyes wide open, and he looked straight at Fu Qianyuan, the empty pupils were filled with light, filled with anticipation, crazy to the point of longing.

Such eyes fell into Fu Qianyuan's eyes, and the blood seemed to be frozen in an instant, and invisible dark clouds surrounded Fu Qianyuan from all directions, pressing on Fu Qianyuan's heart, and he was so heavy that he couldn't speak.

As time passed, Fu Tong's eyes became more and more crazy in silence.

After an unknown period of time like this, Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes and finally heard his own voice.

"……Correct."

He looked at Fu Tong and said in a low voice.

"You're not sick, and it's normal to have those thoughts. I was supposed to be with you, so don't be afraid...you'll be fine soon."

"I'll be with you and never leave you, just like this."

Fu Qianyuan raised his hand, and with Fu Qianyuan's voice, azure light scattered from his palm, and after floating around the two of them, it slowly rushed towards Fu Tong's wrist.

Fu Qianyuan lowered his head and saw a blue light belt tied on his left wrist. The other end of the light belt extended outwards and finally stopped on Fu Qianyuan's wrist.

A band of light glowing with warmth, like Yue Lao's red thread, tied the two of them tightly together.

"……like this."

Fu Qianyuan's voice followed his previous words softly: "We are already tied together, and we can't live without each other for the rest of our lives. With it, no matter where I am, as long as you hook this thread and pull it back, I will appear before you."

Fu Tong's eyes flickered: "...Really?"

"Really." Fu Qianyuan said, and after speaking, he took a few steps back, stood in front of the bedroom door and smiled softly at Fu Tong: "Come on, baby."

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan, then at the light in his hand. After hesitating for a long time, he raised his hand to catch the light, tentatively and carefully, and pulled it towards him.

The next second, his eyes dimmed, and Fu Qianyuan appeared in front of him, standing less than half a meter away from him, raised his hand and gave him a gentle hug.

The whole person was surrounded by warm touch, Fu Tong stood there in a daze, and after a long while, he smiled softly: "...that's great."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that what he said was too vague, and he was afraid that Fu Qianyuan would not understand, so he added: "I mean, you are so kind."

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were soft, and he lowered his head to kiss the cub in his arms: "My cub is so good, how can I do it if I'm not good? Don't you think so?"

The particularly nice little cub nestled in his arms, and responded softly with a nasal voice: "...um."

Fu Qianyuan smiled, carried the cub in his arms to the bed again, and pinched his face lightly: "Then, it's getting late, this good little friend, shouldn't it be time to go to bed now?"

At this time, it was almost midnight, and the night outside was dark, with almost no human voice.

Fu Azai used to be a health-preserving player, and his head hurt the next day after staying up late, so Fu Qianyuan wanted him to go to bed early, who knew it would be better if he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, he saw Fu Tong's eyes turned red.

"I don't sleep!"

His body was tense, his eyes panicked, his posture was very resistant, and his words were sharp and piercing, almost roaring out.

Seeing his panic and fear in his eyes, Fu Qianyuan frowned indiscernibly, his eyes dimmed, but it was fleeting, and soon returned to normal. Wen Sheng continued Fu Tong's words: "Okay, if you don't want to sleep, don't sleep. Does Zai Zai want to do something else? No matter what you do, I will stay with you."

"... How about going to see the stars?" Fu Tong's voice rang out almost as soon as he finished speaking, "The same one as last time, I want to see it."

"Okay." Fu Qianyuan agreed, and took Fu Tong's scarf from the hanger next to him. It was also the one that A Zai wore when watching the stars together last time. It was thicker and bigger, and it was super warm.

Thinking of the previous events from this scarf, Fu Tong felt warm and turned into a white fluffy cub, lowering his head and rubbing against Fu Qianyuan's arms.

Fu Qianyuan hugged the little pompom, wrapped the scarf around him, and went out together.

It was quiet late at night outside, and the lights of the city went out little by little in the dark night, and the stars became brighter and brighter against the background.

The world is gentle.

The same will always be the case with the years.

**

After that, the time passed little by little, and a week passed quickly.

During this week, neither Fu Tong nor Fu Qianyuan had been out of the house. The purchase of ingredients and other supplies was all done online, and Huo Huan was temporarily fostered by Lu Chuan.

For one thing, they don't have time to take care of small animals now.

Secondly, Fu Tong's mood is unstable now, his heart is violent and gloomy, and he is full of hostility to all creatures close to Fu Qianyuan. If he loses control of his emotions and hurts or even kills Huo Huo, when Fu Tong wakes up in the future, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

So it's better to send it out for the time being.

Fu Qianyuan didn't want to make Fu Tongxin feel a little more gloomy.

This day is a rare sunny day in Longdu in October, the sky is full of light outside the window, and there is no cloud in the sky.

At eight o'clock, the two were woken up by the alarm clock. Fu Tong opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Fu Qianyuan had woken up, wearing the couple pajamas with his name embroidered on the heart, and smiling at him.

"Good morning, Zai Zai."

"Good morning."

Fu Tong rubbed his eyes and sat up: "What time is it?"

"It's just eight o'clock, it's still early, do you want to sleep a little longer? I'll make breakfast first, and I'll call you when I'm done."

Fu Tong thought about it and thought it was feasible, so he nodded obediently: "Okay."

Zai Zai is so obedient and looks so soft, Fu Qianyuan's heart softened, and he couldn't help but go over and rub A Zai's head, and asked softly, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"I can do anything." Fu Azai is easy to raise, and while showing that he is not picky about food, he has not forgotten to say love words to his boyfriend, "As long as it is made by you, I will like it."

After speaking, he tilted his head with a smile, and the next second was a wink.

Fu Qianyuan's heart softened again, he lowered his head and kissed him, with a smile in his eyes: "Then I'll make breakfast first, Zai Zai, you sleep for a while, I'll be back soon."

Fu Tong nodded: "OK."

Fu Qianyuan smiled, turned around and walked towards the door, stopped suddenly when he was about to leave the bedroom, looked back at Fu Tong, and shook the blue light in his hand at him: "Zai Zai, I'm here, I won't leave, If you miss me, just tick the line on your wrist, and I will appear in front of you in an instant."

What responded to him was Ah Zai's bright smile, and a soft to the extreme: "Okay, I know."

It's so cute.

Fu Qianyuan's love cub was caught off guard, and couldn't help but walked to the bed and rubbed A cub's head again. After rubbing it was not enough, he lowered his hand and pinched his face. Only then was he satisfied, and turned and left the bedroom.

One step, one step, in Fu Tong's eyes, seemed to be slowed down.

The moment his back disappeared, the soft and bright smile on Fu Tong's face disappeared, covered by a kind of forbearing depression and madness.

There was blood in front of his eyes, and the piercing voice lingered in his ears, leaving no room for him to breathe.

"Look, he's gone, or is he gone? Do you really think he went out to cook? No, he just got tired of you and didn't want to stay with you, so he found an excuse to go away."

"He lied to you, has been lying to you, because you are too bad to be loved, only to live in lies."

"I told you a long time ago, no one loves you, little monster."

"..."

They had ferocious faces, cruel words, and laughed wantonly around Fu Tong.

The delusion wanted to break this rare tranquility and pierce his heart that healed a little bit with great difficulty.