I Really Am a Slag Shou!

Regarding the reasons for his imprisonment, Fu Yihe was telling the truth. After reducing the vigilance of Chi Zhao's mother, Fu Yihe answered other questions, which were all made up.

After taking away Zhao Zhao's mother, Fu Yihe watched the elevator door with a smile. He wanted to go downstairs, but the old lady insisted that he didn't send it. Watching the elevator start to go down, Fu Yihe turned around.

Then, he saw Chi Zhao leaning on the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest, and he looked at himself closely.

Fu Yihe moved a moment, then, he walked over again, lowered his head slightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Chi Zhao had come out of Fu Yihe's miserable past at this time. Although he knew that Fu Yihe should not have lied, he always felt that the words Fu Yihe and misery were not related.

Even if his parents died prematurely and his sister was almost ruined, he is not the kind of person who will live a pessimistic life and therefore be in a slump. On the contrary, he should be the one who makes every effort to make others miserable.

Chi Zhao pursed his lips, let alone the topic, he cares about another thing.

"Did I really meet you at university?"

Fu Yihe said that nine years ago, he came to Chi Zhao's university and exchanged for half a month. Chi Zhao met him at that time. Later, he went back, and the two did not lose contact. They would chat every day. , Chatting and chatting, they are together.

After that, two people had an accident at the same time, which left a seven-year blank period.

It sounds reasonable and seems to be fine.

But when Fu Yihe said, Chi Zhao couldn't remember any impression. It seemed that Fu Yihe was lying to his mother.

Staring at Fu Yihe, Chi Zhao did not intend to let him go. With a low laugh, Fu Yihe shook his head. "No, I want to reassure your mother to tell her so."

"Then how did we meet?"

It's already over ten o'clock, and the two of them didn't have any meal. They originally planned to make breakfast. Now breakfast is going to be changed to brunch. Fu Yihe took out his mobile phone and planned to buy food directly on the mobile phone. He took a step forward. He was extremely natural. He turned his head too far, and the dragonfly kissed the water and kissed his hair.

"I met in my dream. What would you like to eat at noon?"

Looking at the figure of Fu Yihe strolling towards the kitchen, Chi Zhao narrowed his eyes.

Don't say it, right? It doesn't matter, anyway, he can think of it, and when he thinks about it, see how he fools him.

Fu Yihe lives in Chizhao. Chi Zhao ’s standard of living has skyrocketed. In the past, he was a large takeaway. He almost directly ordered takeaway regardless of what he bought. Now Fu Yihe has three meals a day, and Fu Yihe also has daily necessities. Chi Zhao is one of them. Throw your hand at the shopkeeper and leave nothing behind.

At first Chi Zhao was afraid that he had no money in his hands, and often transferred him. Later, Fu Yihe co-named the accounts of the two, and Chi Zhao discovered that compared to Fu Yihe, he was the poor one.

Strange to say, Fu Yihe never went out to work, but from time to time in his account, an extra fund was added. After Chi Zhao asked, Fu Yihe roughly explained: "I work as a consultant for some people, and they ask me questions. I will answer for them. The money is what they pay me. "

The knowledge and methods that have been advanced for thousands of years are not vegetarian. Even if Fu Yihe only teaches the other party a little, it is enough for the other party to use it for a lifetime. Fu Yihe looks like he is in his twenties. The youngest of his customers are those in their 40s and up. However, their attitude towards Fu Yihe has always been extremely respected. It is also because of their good attitude that Fu Yihe is willing to teach. they.

Fu Yihe was unwilling to show up. Those middle-aged people contacted him by mobile phone. In addition to saying good remuneration, they would take the initiative to send more money to express their gratitude and loyalty.

I was busy every day for the first half of my life, but later I was jailed. The court sentenced the company to accept the punishment and education of the virtual life. In the virtual life, he is still busy every day. Fu Yihe is really not interested in the work now. Even this consultant's work was taken over because he was really tight.

His original plan was that when the money in the account had accumulated a certain amount, he would no longer deal with those people, and then took Chi Zhao to the place where Chi Zhao wanted to go, and the two had a good life.

But after asking a few times, Fu Yihe found that Chi Zhao didn't want to go anywhere. He wanted to stay here and stay in the company where he now works. Like an ordinary flat-headed ordinary people, the company's family was two points and one line.

The original Chi Zhao was not a person with great ambitions. After binding the system, he experienced so many ups and downs in life, and in the subconscious he no longer wanted to toss. Like now, when it's time to go to work, talk to Fu Yihe after work, take a walk, and occasionally deal with his parents, he is already very happy.

No, you can't use the word happy.

It should be happiness.

Happiness is a very abstract word. Chi Zhao still does not understand what happiness is, but as the ancients said, the public looked for him thousands of times, and then looked back, but the person was in a dim light.

Fu Yihe walked down the steps of the tea shop. He still didn't like this sweet drink, so he bought only one cup. When he turned around, he found that Chi Zhao was sitting on a lounger watching him in a daze, and Fu Yihe couldn't help but hook his lips.

Pushing the hot milk tea into Chi Zhao's hands, Fu Yihe sat next to him, "What do you want to see every day, not enough?"

Chi Zhao returned to God, and gave him a silent look, "You are too narcissistic."

Fu Yihe said, "I don't have narcissism. I'm using others as my own."

Chi Zhao took a sip of milk tea and successfully sucked the pearls into her mouth. Chi Zhao turned her head and blinked, "What do you mean?"

Fu Yihe used to live on a planet with four seasons like spring, and suddenly came to the earth with four distinct seasons. He is still not used to it. Especially in this increasingly cold day, he always subconsciously puts his hands into his pockets.

"Although I can see you every day, I can't see enough every day, so I thought you were the same as me."

Fu Yihe has submitted a resume to the company where Chi Zhao is located, and he will go to an interview in two days. Chi Zhao always feels that Fu Yihe is not going to interview. He is going to evaluate the company's level and is ready to take over that company completely.

When Fu Yihe said this, he was not looking at Chizhao. He looked behind him casually. This commercial street was built around a fountain landscape. Behind them, Chizhao was the huge musical fountain. It was n’t dark, the lights were n’t turned on, and the music was n’t turned on. Only the lowest fountain was working. Fu Yihe took a look, then took Chi Zhao ’s shoulders, and let him sit closer to himself.

The position where Chi Zhao sits is easily splashed by water. When going out, Fu Yihe always pays attention to these small details, because he is afraid of cold. He feels that Chi Zhao is as afraid of cold as him. If these are not much higher than zero, Water drops splashed, I don't know how uncomfortable it is.

Chi Zhao tilted his head to look at him, then reached out, and pulled Fu Yihe's hands out of the warm coat pocket. The still hot milk tea returned to Fu Yihe's hands. Fu Yihe looked slightly faint, and understood the intention of coming to Chi Zhao He smiled mildly and wanted to say no need to.

But before he could say anything, Chi Zhao wrapped his hands with his hands again, but his hands were not big enough to cover him, and he kept silent. Chi Zhao had to move forward and put his wrists on his hands. Fu Yihe on the back of his hand.

The bench was quite spacious, but if it was n’t for armrests, Fu Yihe would have been squeezed by Chi Zhao. He was next to Fu Yi He, and after two seconds, Chi Zhao lowered his head again, in this posture. Take a sip of milk tea.

Then he straightened up and smiled at Fu Yihe, "Is it still cold?"

Fu Yihe's heart is about to melt, not to mention that it is now minus two degrees, or minus twenty degrees, he will not feel cold.

Unwilling to pull his hand out, he could only trace the outline of Chi Zhao with his eyes. After a while, he said in a low voice, "I want to kiss you."

People were coming and going around, and the children also came out in the evening. Of course, Fu Yihe couldn't do that kind of thing here, so he could only say such a word with a little sullenness. When he heard him, Chi Zhao laughed. The dimples are coming out.

"Let's go home then, I happen to be hungry."

When he got home, Fu Yihe asked for a long kiss, and then he put on an apron in a good mood and went to work in the kitchen. When it was renovated, Chi Zhao chose a Japanese-style kitchen and dining room, sitting at the dining table, across a sliding door, Chi Zhao holding his face, just watching Fu Yihe prepare dinner for the two of them.

Usually Chi Zhao will help in the past, but today he does not want to move.

It doesn't matter to be lazy once in a while, anyway, Fu Yihe spoils him so much.

I found that I had the mentality of being petted and arrogant. Chi Zhao first stunned and then laughed.

At this moment, Chi Zhao's heart full of happiness rose to a peak, life is too good, he has a kind of unreal feeling, maybe this is a dream, it is an extraordinary beauty he did in a coma Dream.

The only regret was that until now, he hadn't remembered every bit of what they had been doing in the past.

If only you can remember it, although Fu Yihe hasn't said it, he knows that Fu Yihe hopes he can remember it.

He sighed gently, and Chi Zhao lowered his hand that supported his face. Suddenly, his left wrist stung, and he instinctively held it and rubbed it.

...

Five minutes later, Fu Yihe stepped out of the dish, put the dish down, and went to serve the rice again. Finally, he took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopsticks hung on the wall, and handed them to Chi Zhao.

Chi Zhao took it and tasted it. Chi Zhao asked, "Will you cook like this?"

Fu Yihe was sitting opposite him. He was peeling shrimp for Chi Zhao, and when he heard that, he shook his head. "I wouldn't do it before, not just me, everyone wouldn't. This was learned later."

Chi Zhao nodded indifferently, "I thought you were good at cooking, but also, I remember that in the first world, you would only make poached eggs in the beginning."

Fu Yihe froze the shrimp instantly. He suspected that he had heard it wrong. After a while, he put down the shrimp stiffly and raised his head.

"what did you just say?"

Chi Zhao supported her head with one hand, and looked at him lazily. After seeing Fu Yihe's expression, Chi Zhao laughed, "Forgotten taste, uncomfortable, right?"

He used to be, but every world must be forgotten. At that time, he was like Fu Yihe now, while trying to approach him, he still comforted himself in the heart.

Fu Yihe couldn't believe what he heard, and Chi Zhao still didn't answer directly. He still didn't know, "Chi Zhao, do you remember?"

Do not want to torture him any more, Chi Zhao nodded quietly.

Fu Yihe was stunned, didn't he say that the memory was cleared and it was impossible to remember it again? He was ready to restart with a blank Chi Zhao, and willingly buried their past in his heart. As a result, Chi Zhao remembered it?

How did he remember it?

He didn't need to ask, and the restored Zhao Chi also knew him very well. Just looking at his expression, he knew what he was thinking.

"Before I came back, the system gave me a farewell gift. It didn't tell me what it was. It seems that this is the farewell gift."

"All ... remembered?"

Fu Yihe's voice was a bit dry, and Chi Zhao felt a soreness in his heart. He nodded gently, "Well, from Li Yihan to Lin Changfeng, from the first year to the seventh year."

After a pause, Chi Zhao laughed, "When I heard that the last world was farewell to the world, I thought you really didn't want me anymore."

Unexpectedly, this is just a transition. Biological teleportation takes time and precise positioning. The pool photo is left in the virtual plane in order to seize the time to locate his body and prepare for biological teleportation.

No one has done anything, and no one knows if it will succeed. Therefore, Fu Yihe did not let the system tell the truth about Chi Zhao. He was afraid that he would fail in the future, and that Chi Zhao would be sad.

Fu Yihe hasn't said these things, but Chi Zhao can imagine that even if Chi Zhao thinks about it, Fu Yihe still doesn't want to say these things for the credit. The reason is the same. He doesn't want Chi Zhao to worry, let alone make him sad.

"You know," Fu Yihe said after a moment of silence, "I can't stop you."

Chi Zhao is his life, everything to him, is part of his soul that he can never sacrifice, so that he loses Chi Zhao, then it is better to kill him directly. Some people may think that his desperate approach is crazy, but only He only knew that he did this to save himself.

Chi Zhao stood up and walked to Fu Yihe. He didn't answer. He just sucked his nose and stretched out his arms. "Hug."

Returning to that warm and powerful embrace, Chi Zhao buried his head in his arms and sniffed the smell of Fu Yihe's body. Chi Zhao opened his eyes and whispered, "It's hard to come here across the space."

"But I still have to say, you can't leave me in the future."

The feeling of being dropped and abandoned was really uncomfortable, especially at that time, he could not directly communicate with Fu Yihe. Every time, he was the one who was notified. He was not as free and easy as he looked, otherwise , And will not cry after drunk.

Lin Changfeng at that time did not understand what he was talking about, and now Fu Yihe naturally understood how sad he was at that time. Fu Yihe lowered his head, closed his eyes, and kissed Chi Zhao gently.

"Ok."

The previous promise was one after another, this time, one lifetime.

The author has something to say: oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah it's over! It's over!

A few days after the system was released, it was still on Weibo, but the content was changed a bit. In view of the sorrow of the comment area yesterday, the content of Fanwai is still the system's protagonist, and the supporting role is the main system and the rice cooker. Clear cp, do n’t break your cp, touch your increasingly thin hair

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