When Fu Yan woke up, the room was dark, obviously it was night.
He slowly got up and flicked on the bedside lamp. There was no one else in the room. In other words, Brahma has always been absent.
How should I put it... Fu Yan used to tell Fan Xiangyi not to "scare people with a pestle on the head of the bed", but now that Fan Xiangyi really doesn't do that, Fu Yan still feels a little... unspeakable.
After a few seconds of random thinking, Fu Yan thought that this must be because Fan Xiangyi was a frightening habitual offender, and he was prepared to be frightened in advance.
Fu Yan quickly put the matter behind him, glanced at the "Suyak" absolute punctuality watch on the bedside table - found that it was past ten o'clock in the evening - then got out of bed, put on his shoes, and wandered out of the room. .
Walking to the corridor on the second floor, Fu Yan found that the lights were on on the first floor. Going to the stairs on the second floor, you can see the man sitting in the living room downstairs, with an old acquaintance standing beside him.
Fei Luo had already sensed that he was coming, and the moment he met his gaze, he said hello: "Sir."
Fu Yan glanced at him: "...I have recognized the wrong person." Fei
Luo: "Huh?"
Looking blankly at Fan Xiangyi, Fan Xiangyi stood up and said, "He is another person now, don't call him by his previous name."
"Ah?" Fei Luo was even more at a loss. For him, the soul is the same, it should be the same "person", even if the carrier is changed. He thought that Fan Xiangyi saw it the same way. But now I heard that Fan Xiangyi completely separated the current Fu Yan from the former consul. Fei Luo couldn't understand why he did this. Isn't he just having nothing to do?
Fan Xiangyi ignored Fei Luo's doubts, but walked to the bottom of the stairs and watched Fu Yan go down step by step. Fu Yan thought he was going upstairs, but when he went downstairs, he realized that Fan Xiang was just staring at him going downstairs.
"I'm just going downstairs." Fu Yan was speechless, "Would you like to clap your hands and say that I'm 'good to go down the stairs'?"
Fan Xiangyi touched his forehead, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's still burning, I suggest you don't trust your ability to control your body too much. What are you doing when you get up?"
"Human instinct, I'm hungry." Fu Yan pushed him away As he walked to the kitchen, he said, "You guys are busy, I'll find something to eat."
Fan Xiang saw that he was walking steadily, and he didn't force him back to the bed, so he turned his back and said, "The people gave it to you. Porridge, warm in hot water."
"Those people" must be talking about Cen Yi and the others, and Fu Yan is used to it. He didn't ask any more questions, only replied "I know". into the kitchen.
Fei Luo looked at the interaction between Fan Xiangyi and Fu Yan in amazement, and did not return to his senses for a while. Fan Xiang passed him all the way, thinking that he was in the way in the living room, and said coldly: "Go away."
Fei Luo looked at him in surprise: "Boss, you haven't been taken away, right? Why are you being so gentle to him..."
Before he could finish speaking, a powerful force slammed Fei Luo, causing him to lose his voice instantly and almost fell directly to the ground. He saw Fan Xiang Yisen's cold eyes, and regretted that he didn't slip away when he was called "go away" just now.
At this moment, Fu Yan suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen again, and said to Fan Xiang, "Thank you."
Fan Xiang saw that there was an extra letter in his hand, and replied, "Just put it there together.
" I'm not thanking you for helping me receive the
dinner and this letter, of course, I can thank you for this." Fu Yan glanced at the letter in his hand, then raised his head and rushed to Fan, "I'm thanking you for helping me maintain the hot water." The time is usually six or seven o'clock, and the dinner delivered by "Dawn" at that time, even if it has been kept warm in hot water, the hot water will be cold for more than three hours. But when Fu Yan touched the temperature of the hot water just now, he found that it was still quite hot. Needless to say, this is definitely Brahma Xiangyi's masterpiece.
Fan Xiangyi was a little surprised that Fu Yan had come to thank him for this, and some thoughts surged in his heart, but his face maintained the original coldness: "It's a small matter."
Fu Yan looked at him and then at Fei Luo who was frozen in place with a horrified expression: "Then I won't bother, but... don't dirty my house."
Fan Xiang let go Fei Luo as soon as he heard the words . There was no need for him to say another word, Fei Luo disappeared voluntarily, and he slipped so fast.
Fu Yan saw Fei Luo running away, but Fan Xiangyi didn't leave, and asked, "Aren't you going with him?
" He's just too busy to go to work. Save it, and clean it up together later."
"Pfft, can you save and withdraw in whole?" Fu Yan opened the letter casually as he spoke. There was a piece of paper in the envelope with a few words. In fact, it was written on what Cen Yi did not dare to ask Fan to convey to Yi. Fu Yan just swept two lines when Fan Xiangyi came over and took out the letter in his hand: "Look at it after dinner."
"Hey—"
The paper that was taken away made a cut in Fu Yan's hand, and he saw it in an instant. Blood! Fu Yan couldn't help taking a breath, and the "culprit" Fan Xiangyi also froze in place.
Fu Yan frowned and stared at his finger, and squeezed it subconsciously, and the blood beads quickly poured out. Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and looked up at Fan Xiangyi.
The tall man was inexplicably depressed. After two seconds of silence, two words came out in a low voice: "...Sorry."
Under other circumstances, Fan Xiangyi would definitely feel that the human body is really fragile, a thin piece of paper still Can cut a bloody hole. But he drew the paper and cut it by Fu Yan. For the first time in his life, Fan Xiang felt regret because of a small action.
He used to think that Olivia and the others didn't care enough about Fu Yan, but now it turns out that he didn't do enough either.
——You have to be more careful...
Seeing Fan Xiangyi's depression so far, Fu Yan somehow felt that he was like some big dog who was wronged, his head was lowered halfway. With such an association, Fu Yan's original words that he wanted to make fun of were choked in his throat. He couldn't say it.
Fan Xiangyi grabbed his hand and looked at it: "Take care of it?"
"What about this little injury? You've seen countless pieces of corpses before, have you ever cared about this little thing?" Fu Yan felt that the problem was actually Not much. But when he saw Fan Xiangyi's expression, he meant to escort him to apply medicine and bandage, so he coughed lightly and pulled away his hand: "Okay, I'll go get some medicine, okay?"
Fan Xiang said: " I'll go too..."
"You go and help me scoop the porridge." Fu Yan said, "I'm waiting for the medicine and it's not convenient for me to get wet, so I need you to help me bring out the pot and scoop the porridge. Also, the letter says that dinner is also included. I have prepared your portion, so you have to scoop up your own."
Fan Xiangyi faintly noticed that Fu Yan's attitude towards him was different, but he couldn't tell the difference, so he had to go according to Fu Yan's arrangement first. action.
Anyway, having dinner with Fu Yan sounds pretty good.
***
Fu Yan and Fan Xiangyi ate dinner together. After dinner, Fu Yan took a shower, and his body temperature rose a little after that.
Because Fu Yan insisted on not taking the medicine, Fan Xiangyi put him on the bed again, and stayed in the quilt for another night to see. Fortunately, after a night's rest, Fu Yan's fever completely disappeared, and the whole person's state calmed down. At dawn, Fan Xiang, who had been watching all night, confirmed his condition and prepared to leave his room before Fu Yan woke up, so that the guy would not be startled again when he woke up.
But before he could take two steps away from Fu Yan's bedside, his expression suddenly froze, and he looked up at the roof.
"It's too much." Soon, Fan Xiangyi sneered, and then left Fu Yan's room.
On the roof, around the "balloon" that looked very strange, some paper dust was being blown into the air by the wind. Not only that, the big eyes blinked in the direction of the paper ashes, and their sight passed through the rapidly dissipating paper ashes, and looked towards the distance of tall buildings.
Above that tall building, in the so-called "Genting Place", someone who had never been defeated since entering the horror game world finally kicked the iron plate for the first time.
***
After Fu Yan got up, he felt that his condition had really improved.
There was still a bit of confusion in my mind, but the heaviness and the dull pain all over my body had disappeared, and I felt much more relaxed. Fu Yan went to wash up, and then he was about to go out to "Dawning" for breakfast - anyway, Cen Yi said on the note yesterday that he would go there if it was convenient for him, and he was welcome to eat three meals a day.
Of course, Fan Xiangyi also went. The specific process is that when Fu Yan went downstairs, Fan Xiangyi came out of the study and asked, "So early, go to the morning exercise?"
Fu Yan replied, "I only eat and don't exercise. I'm just recovering from a serious illness, so you can ask me to go to the morning exercise?
Fan Xiangyi: "You don't exercise in the morning when you're not sick. I'll go too." Fu
Yan said, "You can take you to dinner, but don't take me to the morning exercise. Let's go."
So they both went out. Fu Yan didn't walk fast, so he took a walk and exercised. Fan Xiangyi matched his pace and walked slowly and leisurely with his long legs. While walking, Fu Yan looked around the surrounding houses, and suddenly noticed something: "The new stickers on that house look like ancient spring sticks. What are they?"
"'Spring sticks'?" Fan Xiangyi didn't know. What "Spring Tiao" was, but he could guess what Fu Yan was asking, so he replied, "Are you referring to those talismans
?" The longer yellow paper said, "So it's some feudal superstition? It should be done by the new people who moved in. What does it do, you know?"
Fan Xiang said, "Maybe."
"Maybe?" Fu Yan looked at him suspiciously, "Have you ever been unsure?"
Brahma said, "I know its purpose, but it doesn't work, so it's 'maybe'."
"Tell me specifically?"
"Resist it . ." Fan Xiangyi pointed to the big eyes on the roof of his house, and replied, "The curse that blocks it."
"But it didn't work? Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to put up these paper charms?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, "So, our new 'neighbor' must be the person from the newly merged base? I've never seen it before. These bastards."
Fan Xiangyi didn't answer directly, but said, "These people start moving before dawn. If you live in an ordinary house, you will definitely be woken up."
Fu Yan smiled knowingly. "But how can the house rented by Your Majesty be an ordinary house? Thank you Your Majesty for soundproofing me."
Fan Xiangyi didn't respond, but said, "... How long will it take you to leave?"
Fu Yan was clearly happy to see him Being thanked, he had to put on a "trivial matter" expression, and without exposing him, he turned around and continued to walk.
As he walked, Fu Yan sighed casually: "It seems that the power change in this base is faster than expected..."
Fan Xiangyi walked up to him: "The weak are easy to be replaced."
"Use your strength . Come to be the benchmark, everyone is weak..."
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