Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan who was smiling in front of him, his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

He thought this kind of Fu Qianyuan was very good-looking, and he liked it very much. He wanted to look at it for a while, but he looked away as if he was burned by him, so he looked away in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Fu Qianyuan gradually suppressed the smile in his eyes: "Zai Zai, what's the matter?"

"……No."

Fu Tong lowered his head, not daring to look at him at all, he didn't speak again after saying "no" and his eyes fell on the carpet in front aimlessly.

Silence, silence, time seemed to stand still again.

After an unknown period of time like this, he finally made a sound again, but still avoided Fu Qianyuan's question just now, and asked him instead: "Did you see my bracelet?"

What Fu Tong was talking about was the plush dog bracelet that was given to him by someone who couldn't remember what he looked like at the bar. It was stuck on his wrist and he couldn't take it off, but now it's gone.

He changed the topic very abruptly, and the meaning of evasion was too obvious, of course Fu Qianyuan would not fail to see it.

But he didn't ask, and didn't say anything else, he just turned around and took a paper box from the small desk behind.

Fu Tongwen's bracelet was inside, and the fluffy dog ​​pendant hanging on it was still very cute, but the circle body of the bracelet was split into more than a dozen pieces, lying in a mess in the box, and scattered around the side. Many small fragments that cannot be counted.

Fu Tong lowered his eyes: "When did it become like this?"

"Just after you fell asleep that day." Fu Qianyuan said.

"That's it." Fu Tong took the cardboard box and reassembled the fragments inside into a ring shape with his hands. It lay there fragmented, obviously it was such a warm color, but after being broken, only ashes remained.

Fu Tong looked at it, and after a while, he said softly, "Fu Qianyuan, I think...it saved me."

Fu Qianyuan's eyes flickered, and he looked at Fu Tong quietly, without making a sound for a long time.

Sensing his gaze, Fu Tong's hand paused imperceptibly, but this time he didn't avoid it, and looked straight at Fu Qianyuan.

The two looked at each other, and after an unknown amount of time, Fu Tong lowered his eyes again, and finally heard Fu Qianyuan's voice.

"Zai Zai." His voice was very low, and he didn't know how many emotions were hidden in it, he asked Fu Tong.

"Did you...remember?"

This sentence, which I wanted to ask from the first time I saw Fu Tong's eyes after waking up, finally came out of my mouth.

Fu Qianyuan's voice was rustling, a person who had always been quiet and introverted and not disturbed by external objects, now looked at Fu Tong with a little panic and dodge in his eyes.

But Fu Tong didn't see it.

He looked down at the fragments in the carton, and said calmly, "What do you remember?"

Remember the real past.

The simple seven words usually only take two seconds to say, but now it has become the most difficult thing, and I just can't say it.

It's not that I can't say it, but I dare not say it.

Fu Qianyuan knew that some things Wen Rong said were not wrong. Whether it was in the past or now, those unbearable things happened because of him. Fu Tong didn't do anything, didn't know anything, but took all the consequences for life up.

I have struggled and suffered in the past, and I have come to today step by step, and I am almost at the end of the road.

Fu Tong is like this, he is like this, and the relationship between two people is actually like this.

Because of the time he left without saying goodbye more than 500 years ago, Fu Tong no longer wanted to see him.

Is there really room for reversal between them?

Fu Qianyuan used to think so, but now he's not sure.

He closed his eyes, unable to express all kinds of emotions, but at this moment, he heard Fu Tong's voice.

"I do remember."

Fu Qianyuan's heart sank, and endless fear and apprehension instantly enveloped his heart, almost drowning his whole body.

He stood there, looking at Fu Tong with almost despairing eyes, like a prisoner on the verge of execution. He was trapped in one side and had no way out. He could only wait for the knife hanging above to fall, and ruin his life indifferently. .

But the knife did not fall at this time.

"I remembered who gave this bracelet to me."

When Fu Tong opened his mouth, what Fu Qianyuan said was an unexpected answer.

Fu Qianyuan was startled: "What?"

Fu Tong understood his question as asking who it was, and smiled: "You know him too, the owner of the pet shop we went to, Jiang Ruan."

"Jiang Ruan?"

Fu Qianyuan frowned slightly. When he met Jiang Ruan for the first time before, he noticed that the aura on this person was both human and inhuman. It had been deliberately changed, but Jiang Ruan was very strange to him. Fu Qianyuan thought I don't know what he has to do with these things.

And so far, the side of this person that they have seen has always been kind. Fu Qianyuan still doesn't know whether this kind of kindness is true or not, and why he came here.

"I think I have to thank him well. I just said that I thought this bracelet saved me and it didn't come out of nowhere. It's because there is something I haven't told you."

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan and said softly.

"During this time, after I came back from Duling, I saw many monsters that you couldn't see, and I couldn't drive them away. They surrounded me densely and talked to me a lot... all the time No moment."

"Those words are really ugly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are heartbreaking."

"I was panicked and frightened at the time, so my emotions were not stable all the time... You should have felt it too, right? Paranoid, gloomy, yin and yang, and my emotions can't be controlled from good to bad. The weirdness is no different from that of a psychopath."

Fu Qianyuan frowned slightly: "Don't say that about yourself."

He didn't want to hear anyone say that his cub was miserable, not even Fu Tong himself.

Fu Tong didn't care.

"There's nothing you can't say, it's just the facts." He smiled, "Actually, the words they said are nothing special, just those few words repeated over and over again, I have heard them countless times in my dreams, logically You shouldn't be moved by them anymore."

"But I can't."

"No matter how many times I hear it, those words still make me feel very broken. Do you know what it feels like to be broken?"

"..."

Fu Qianyuan didn't respond, or rather, he was speechless.

He looked at Fu Tong, his pupils were dark and bottomless.

Fu Tong didn't care if he didn't get a response, and smiled again.

"Actually, I can't say what it felt like, I just felt that I didn't want to go through it again."

Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan, his eyes were clear and transparent, as if they were going to reflect into Fu Qianyuan's heart: "During that time, I couldn't help but think of some very dark things in my mind. I was jealous of many people, and I couldn't see them compare I'm living a good life, and even want them to disappear from this world... I can't control it, as soon as I see them, the tyranny in my heart starts to rush out, full of murderous desire to destroy these people. "

"From Wen Rong to Wen Lang, to countless other people, I'm jealous, I hate them all, I hate them all."

"This desire to kill is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting more and more uncontrollable. In the end, it is you."

"One centimeter." Fu Tong raised his hand, and made a distance of one centimeter towards Fu Qianyuan Xuxu, "It's so small, it's only so close, I'm going to kill you with this knife that you forged for me."

"Fu Qianyuan, tell me, is this a bad thing?"

More than bad.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were dim, his voice seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything, but he actually wanted to tell Fu Tong that he knew what it felt like to collapse.

Hopeless, trapped, feeling that everything has come to an end, and self-destruction is the final salvation.

It was because of this feeling that he didn't hide when he saw Fu Tong stabbing towards him with a knife.

What are you hiding from?Why hide?

It's too tormented, both of them are ups and downs in the pain, it's better to make a break and be completely relieved.

……

When it collapsed to the extreme, it didn't really matter.

Fu Qianyuan's heart was heavy, he looked at Fu Tong, the pain in his eyes was shocking, but at this moment, he saw Fu Tong smiling.

"It sucks, but it's okay, and in the end we... I got through it."

Fu Tong smiled at him, and the light was hanging down in his eyes, like stars one after another, tiny but bright as if they could illuminate the whole world.

Fu Qianyuan hadn't seen him like this for a long time, so he couldn't help but startled.

Fu Tong saw it, but didn't say anything. He pushed the paper box forward a little bit, his pupils were bright,

"Now, those spirits are gone, and the unbearable voice is also gone, but it is broken."

"You said, if it wasn't for saving me, who would it be?"

"..."

Fu Qianyuan looked into Fu Tong's eyes, illuminated by the brightness inside, and suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be boiling hot.

He still didn't say anything, but he took a step forward and raised his hand to hold Fu Tong in his arms.

Fu Tong's body froze indiscernibly, and he put his hands up on Fu Qianyuan's waist, as if he wanted to push him away, but he didn't know why, but he didn't do so in the end, letting Fu Qianyuan hold him.

This hug lasted for a long time, until Fu Tong stood in the same posture for a long time and felt a little sore all over his body, so Fu Qianyuan let go, took a half step back, smiled gently at Fu Tong, and said: " I really have to thank him very much.”

Fu Tong nodded, and then heard Fu Qianyuan speak again, with a slightly hesitant voice: "Zai Zai, besides this...do you think of anything else?"

"Huh?" Fu Tong asked suspiciously, "What else can I do?"

His pupils are clear and bright, and all the emotions are reflected in them at a glance, which does not seem to be fake.

Looking at it, Fu Qianyuan suddenly had the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe, but he also knew that this relief was only temporary, and the knife was actually still hanging on it. When it falls, there is no room left.

But now he has no choice but to take one step at a time.

Fu Qianyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at Fu Simultaneously again, and smiled at him with the gentle and gentle appearance before: "Zai Zai, there are still a few cans of the biscuits that you baked before, you can use them as a pad first, I will Let me cook some porridge for you, and make some of your favorite little burritos, okay?"

Fu Tong slept for three days without eating anything during the period, and now he was so hungry that he almost didn't feel any more, and he really needed food supplements.

"Very good." Fu Tong nodded earnestly, "I'll go with you, and, later, I'll go to Lu Chuan's to pick up the mess. I'm fine, and I miss it too."

Fu Qianyuan naturally wouldn't respond, and nodded slightly when he heard the words: "Okay."

Fu Tong laughed, put the paper box in his hand aside, washed up briefly, and went to the kitchen with Fu Qianyuan.

The sun is gradually setting outside the window, the evening light is warm, the city is gentle, and the gentle singing comes from a distance, bringing the vague laughter of passers-by.

The world is gentle.