Chapter 32 Today's Fu Xing Is Not Very OK
Chapter 32 Today's Fu Xing Is Not Very OK
When Fu Xing released the dungeon, he was sent back to his studio by some kind of SVIP car in a daze.
Perhaps it was because the copy was too tiring, Fu Xing didn't even bother to lift his eyes on the way back.
The "ruffian boss" chattered all the way, making his brain ache.
In short, he didn't listen to a word.
When he got home, he fell asleep, and fell asleep until noon the next day. Fu Xingcai rubbed his messy hair, stretched himself, got up, and subconsciously turned on the camera to record.
He quickly thought about the game, and found the latest video on the camera, which was just three days ago.
In other words, he spent three days in the dungeon, and he would spend the same three days in real life.
No wonder Fu Xing felt almost zero fatigue in the dungeon. It turned out that he had saved it outside the dungeon.
But the record still needs to be recorded.
He stroked his messy hair casually, and subconsciously touched the rubber band on his wrist, to be precise, it was the rubber band Yu Chi gave him.
It's a pity that he found nothing, and he stared at his white and slender wrist for a long time in a daze.
Oh, he remembered, the rubber band was broken, both of them were broken, and they were broken in the dungeon.
A sense of loss struck, Fu Xing tightly pursed his lips, still staring at his wrist absentmindedly.
It's been two years, and this man has abandoned him for two years, why can't he let go? !
He is dead, he can't let go!
He was so depressed that he was almost out of breath, clutching his chest hard, trying his best to adjust his breathing.
The doctor said, Fu Xing is a heart disease, and the medicine can only alleviate it, not cure it, so it is necessary to actively adjust the mentality.
"Yu Chi, you really... really don't want to let me go even if you die."
"Fu Bao~ Fu Bao~ what are you doing?! What kind of shark's fin? Can you eat it?!"
That's right, as long as the "ruffian boss" is not on business, the online ones will always be so timely.
Fu Xing rolled his eyes, and muttered angrily: "You can eat it! It's delicious fried and steamed."
After finishing speaking, he raised his camera, and this time he did not tidy his hair, just lay lazily on the bed, "My name is Fu Xing, and today is the 733 days since my boyfriend Yu Chi lost contact, which is two years and zero. Three days."
"Well, the weather is so-so today."
"Mood, like the weather, is normal."
"Oh, by the way, a few days ago, there was a blond man who said that Yu Chi had died."
"Isn't it funny? Hahaha..."
"He asked me to paint Yu Chi's portrait...I...I don't want to paint!"
Fu Xing's voice began to become more and more choked...the eye circles also slowly began to turn red.
The portraits in the camera began to shake.
"Yu Chi...why did you die? Do you have me in your heart? Obviously you mean you love me..."
Finally, his hand could no longer support the camera, and the picture became chaotic, and he was finally stuck on the quilt.
Fu Xing whimpered softly, curled up on the bed, his eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears, the tip of his nose and his cheeks were all red from crying, like a wounded little sheep.
The eyelashes of the little sheep were swollen from crying, and the double eyelids that were obviously beautiful turned into single eyelids.
The whole process was recorded by the camera, and the crying made people feel distressed, so distressed that the neighbor's old woman gave Fu Xing an apple pie that night, and said something in broken Mandarin, "Everything will pass of".
"Okay~ Fu Bao~ Don't cry! You can't come back to life after death! Those who are alive should live a good life! Look..."
Before the "ruffian boss" could finish his words, Fu Xing was very clever.
"What are you talking about?! People can't be resurrected after death? Then I will play a hammer game!"
Fu Xing wiped away his tears, and was about to beat the "ruffian boss".
"Co-author, you tricked me into this bullshit game, are you cheating me?!"
"No, no! Fu Bao, listen to my explanation! I haven't finished talking yet! Don't do anything! I mean, although people cannot be resurrected after death, everything is possible for you to complete the game."
Only then did Fu Xing let go of his hand, and just turned over when he heard a "click".
Fu Xing, who wasn't fat himself, groaned in pain when he was slapped like this, and when things went wrong, he really drank cold water and stuffed his teeth.
After he lifted the quilt, something even more heartbreaking happened to Fu Xing. His old camera was crushed by him.
"This camera was discontinued a long time ago..." Fu Xing muttered in a low voice.
"Why...why even the camera is broken...!"
"First you died, and you asked me to draw a portrait of you, and then the copy rubber band broke... Now it's fine, and the camera is broken...!"
Tears were streaming down his face, his eyes were bloodshot from crying, painful and astringent, like a little white rabbit with red eyes.
"Why...don't even give me a single thought...!"
"Yu Chi, you are so cruel...! I hate you!"
Even though he said so, Fu Xing still holds the camera tightly in his hands like a treasure, even the emotionless system "ruffian boss" can tell how important this old camera is to him. How important.
And he still couldn't forget the two broken rubber bands in his pocket.
He said he hated him, but why did he care so much? He cared that knowing his death was not joy, but sadness.
I noticed that Yu Chi wrote a diary for him every day after he left him.
Fu Xing's entire third year of senior high school, as long as he opened any of his math workbooks, he could see the word "Yu Chi" written on the back of the paper, followed by a stick figure of a small fish.
Fu Xing remembered that at that time, he liked to call him "Yu Yu".
Yu Chi despises the title Tai Niang, and refuses to agree to it.
Later, Fu Xing had to kiss him before he allowed him to call him "Yu Yu".
During the day at school, how wantonly Fu Xing yelled, and how many people he yelled in front of, Yu Chi would always look at him with that half-smile, like a sinister and cunning fox.
As soon as school was over, Yu Chi blocked him in the toilet, in the chemical laboratory that was always empty, and in the utility room next to the basketball court, hugged him, and kissed him hard.
His domineering, cunning, and playfulness are all hidden in the long and dense kisses to Fu Xing.
Fu Xing called him "Yu Yu" several times a day, and he couldn't escape the "settlement" after school, let alone the discount.
At that time, Fu Xing was as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and he would honestly cooperate with Yu Chi whatever he did, but he blushed too easily in front of Yu Chi, even if it was just Yu Chi smiling at him.
Yu Chi stroked his white and smooth neck, scratching back and forth on his neck bone to draw circles.
He said, "Baby Xiaoxing, I will not leave you."
These Fu Xings have never been forgotten.
To this day, as long as he thinks of the scenes of his youth, every frame is deeply engraved in Fu Xing's heart.
Yu Chi reneged on his promise.
[The author has something to say: Fu Xing: Yu Chi, you are a big liar! ! 】
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