Silent Reading Chapter 181: Fan Wai 1 & Fan Wai 2

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Luo Wenzhou woke up in the middle of the night with palpitations. He almost reached out in a panic and touched Fei Du's hand outside the quilt. The breath he hung in his throat was relieved.

Luo Wenzhou wiped a cold sweat, and lowered his head to see the source of his nightmare-the bald cat Luo Yiguo.

Although this year’s heating is coming to an end, the firepower is still very strong, and the room is too warm, so the door is not closed at night. Anyway, Fei Du’s physical condition can’t do anything “not suitable for less cats”, so Comrade Luo Yiguo not only "entered into the house" in an imposing manner, he also bent half of his body on Luo Wenzhou's chest.

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Luo Wenzhou first carefully stuffed Fei Du's hand back into the quilt, and then held up Luo Yiguo, asking the elderly to move the bedside table. Fortunately, he is considered strong and strong, otherwise one day he will have to let the pot sit out. Myocardial infarction.

He half-sit up and stared questioningly at Luo Yiguo, who was awakened by him. However, the pot was always awe-inspiring. His paws hooked the tabletop of the bedside table, stretched out a two-foot-long waist, and rushed towards Luo Wenzhou. He yawned sharply, and then lay down comfortably, not caring that he was still guilty.

Yes, Luo Yiguo really got into trouble today.

Luo Wenzhou cooked the food the night before, and after pouring the vegetables into the pot, he found that there was no cooking wine at home, so he opened the wine cabinet and turned out a small jar of flower carvings to make do with it. Because the frying and frying process was cumbersome, he locked it. I forgot about the wine cabinet.

Today’s lunch time, I don’t worry about Fei Du. I called home as usual. Before I could say a few words, I heard a "ding dong" and the sound of heavy objects falling on the phone. Luo Wenzhou was very familiar with this movement. When he first raised a cat, he had no sense of precaution. On average, he could listen to the live broadcast of "Luo Yiguo Canggu" twice a day.

This time, what Luo Yiguo smashed was not the jar, but the wine.

Somehow it pulled open the wine cabinet, and the center of gravity of the slender red wine bottle placed on the outermost side was unstable and unfortunately died under the cat's paw. Although Fei Du quickly cleaned up the scene, the kitchen still left a lot of evidence-there was a small amount of red liquid in the cracks in the floor, and there was half a cat's paw print with a red wine smell beside the refrigerator that Fei hadn't noticed... and it was decisive. The evidence, the tail of the suspect cat Luo Yiguo.

Although the suspect cat was shaved bald, a bunch of hairs were kept on the head and the tip of the tail, and the long hair on the tip of the tail was dyed red.

But what about the evidence? What about having a lot of history?

Anyway, Luo Yiguo's hair is also shaved, and the education is also extinct. He feels that the four things are empty for the rest of his life, and there is nothing to remember. In front of Luo Wenzhou, he licked his big tail blatantly, and did not shovel the shit. Workers' intimidation is in sight.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Luo Wenzhou had nothing to do with it, so he lay down again without seeing and worrying about it, and looked at Fei Du with a dim light.

Fei Du’s breathing was shallow and long. Half of his face was buried in the pillow. After closing his eyes, the shape of his eyes could be seen more clearly. The soft hair was hanging down and lazily hooked on his chin. He looks neither strong nor cunning, just a quiet sleeping man.

Just looking at this sleeping face, I can't imagine what he has experienced or done anyway.

Luo Wenzhou was no longer sleepy. He stretched out a few strands of hair on Fei Du’s neck. Seeing that the terrible bruise had almost dispersed, only a few light prints were left. He stared at the light prints for a while. , Couldn't help but rubbed his fingertips twice.

Maybe because his neck was too sensitive, Fei Du unconsciously hid, and then rolled over. Luo Wenzhou was afraid that he would press his unclean ankles, so he hurriedly reached out and pulled the person back and pressed them in his arms.

Fei Du seemed to be alarmed, but he didn't wake up, just dazedly patted the back of his hand, tilted his head and kissed him on the neck.

Not moving again.

Fei Du, a nasty ghost, has all sorts of intimacy tricks at his fingertips, making a face messy at any time, and he can do a good job when he is half asleep and half awake. Luo Wenzhou was impatient by his kiss, and the blood flow all over his body soared directly to the second cosmic speed, clamoring to break away from the gravity of the earth.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he can only put his arms around Fei Du, stare at the ceiling and think about life, and survive the unilateral "fire escape" alone.

Just when he was about to suffocate a philosophical system, Luo Wenzhou suddenly realized a problem-he tilted his head and glanced at the small alarm clock on the bedside table. The fluorescent pointer has passed five o'clock in the morning. It stands to reason that every day At this time, Fei Du was about to wake up naturally, and his sleep that was not too heavy would become very shallow. Why did he sleep so dead today?

In this case, apart from Fei Du’s illness, there is only...

He drank alcohol or coffee during the day.

Fei Du’s physique is very special. Drinking a moderate amount of wine or coffee/coffee can refresh his brain, but when that little energy passes, if he doesn’t have another cup, his previous energy will seem to be overdrawn, and he will usually be sleepy at night. It's earlier, and sleep is more solid.

Luo Wenzhou tilted his head to look at Luo Yiguo, how he thought it was suspicious, so he carefully removed Fei Du's hand on his waist, slipped into the living room, and opened the glass cabinet where the wine glasses were stored. There were a total of nine red wine glasses, large and small, arranged in three rows. Luo Wenzhou turned them out one by one for inspection. Finally, at the innermost and corners, he found a circle of dry water stains left by the mouth of the cup.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Steal the wine while the wine cooler is unlocked. After drinking, not only will the body be destroyed, but also a cat will be pretended to be blamed!

Zong Fei's interest is getting bigger and bigger.

So that morning, Luo Yiguo, who was wronged, received a compensation and pension from the "government"-a box of Miao Xian Bao, and the real "man behind the scenes" was interrogated by the family.

Luo Wenzhou: "You tell me the truth."

Fei Du calmly put a small piece of lettuce in the smoked bacon strips and rolled it into a small roll: "I didn't tell the truth."

Luo Wenzhou was speechless.

Also, after hearing the ringing on the phone, he asked himself "What the dead cat threw?" Fei Du's answer was "You seem to have forgotten to lock the wine cabinet"-eight words, nothing wrong.

Fei Du picked up the rolled bacon roll and stuffed it into Luo Wenzhou's mouth: "It's only half a cup. I need to deal with some company affairs."

Luo Wenzhou: "No smoking, no alcohol, no egg yolk pie, how did you promise me?"

Fei Du is kind and good: "I was wrong."

"Home is not a reasonable place", this is the basic principle of Mr. Fei, as long as he is a little trivial, he will always take the lead in admitting his mistakes, talking sweetly, and calming things down... Then he regrets whether he repents or not.

Luo Wenzhou thought blankly: The next sentence must be "Brother, I love you".

Fei Du said smoothly: "Punish me to do anything, but half a glass of wine is only 200ml, so it's not a serious punishment like "you are angry"?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

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Fei Du's gaze swept across the wide neckline of Luo Wenzhou's home clothes, admiring the well-defined collarbone and muscles, and leaning inside, licking the corners of his mouth: "Special services can also be beautiful."

Luo Wenzhou rejected him with iron willpower: "Get out!"

As a man who has escaped from low-level tastes, Luo Wenzhou poured a glass of cold water and came up with an "excellent" idea, inspired by his own childhood shadow-writing inspection.

"At least one thousand words, handwritten," Luo Wenzhou said while changing shoes to go to work, "read before dinner at night."

Fei Du asked incomprehensibly: "...Would you write a thousand words for two hundred milliliters?"

"It's not just about two hundred milliliters." Luo Wenzhou paused slightly, turned his face down, and looked back at Fei Du deeply—he wanted to say that there was something you were guilty of hiding from me; he deliberately angered Fan Siyuan. , The thing that hurts myself completely; the thing that I almost never saw you; and... you have been hollowing out my heart so that the person who can fit into it sometimes speaks badly.

These things can hardly be considered. Luo Wenzhou felt that he was not ready for memorization, so he swallowed the following hastily and left in a hurry.

Fei Du keenly sensed his unfinished remarks, was stunned, supported on a crutches, dangling his wounded foot with a bandage, and slowly walked back to the study.

Luo Wenzhou said casually that he had forgotten about it when he came back from get off work at night... until he saw Fei Du take out two 16-karat manuscripts.

"Feidu" and "writing check", these two words are completely irrelevant. The handwritten block letters on the manuscript paper are horizontal and vertical, with a bit of force, full of words, and the total number of words is absolutely absolute. Over a thousand. Luo Wenzhou reached out in a mess to pick it up: "You really..."

Fei Du turned sideways and avoided: "Don't you let me read it? Sit down."

Luo Wenzhou and Luo Yiguo sat side by side on the sofa, looking at each other with no way of finding Beidi.

Fei Du leaned back with one hand behind him, as if he was about to perform on stage, standing on one foot didn’t affect his performance. He was very cool, and then he took out the hand hidden behind his back, and he actually took another one. The half-opened red rose put a hand on Luo Wenzhou's neckline.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He had a premonition of what the "check" was about, but he still couldn't believe that the surname Fei could be shameless enough to read it out.

But Mr. Fei is so shameless.

Fei Du cleared his throat, and in front of Luo Yiguo with an inexplicable look, he read his love letter called "Check" without embarrassment: "There is a bunch of flowers in my heart that are growing against the scorching sun..."

"Fei Du, are you disgusting? Is there something wrong with you!"

"...More fragrant than all fine wines."

"Little boy, let you write an inspection, you entertain your brother, I really think I can't cure you!"

"It's hot...hey, the gentleman speaks but doesn't move..."

Luo Wenzhou rubbed the goose bumps and transplanted Fei Du’s numb diseased seedling back to the bedroom. Luo Yiguo held his only tail hair and nibbleed for a while, and his ears came along the house. Laughing and begging for mercy moved, and continued to accompany the four empty spaces with tail hair.

There is a bunch of flowers in my heart that are growing against the scorching sun,

More fragrant than all fine wines,

The hot fragrance has flooded the scarecrow's chest,

The spirit of grass tie has never been boundless ever since.

Fanwai II

A car accident damaged Fei Chengyu's brain. He was in bed for more than three years and became a crab that had been kept in the refrigerator for a long time-the skin was intact, but he consumed himself as an empty shell.

Fan Siyuan stole him out and made him drift away. He almost made him a human body/bomb/bomb. I must be very kind to him during the whole process. The police and ambulances took him out of the "underground air-raid shelter". "Fei Chengyu seemed to be dying. He was dying for a few months, and he made a "crack" and finally died.

At this time, the big case that caused an uproar/wave during the Spring Festival has gradually stepped out of the circle of friends of the public. Fei Chengyu swallowed so badly that he was ruined and guilty of death, and he could not attract anyone's attention anymore, Fei Du Call the shots, unload the parts that are still usable from him to contribute to modern medical care, and keep everything simple, find a remote crematorium that does not need to queue, and burn him.

Fei Du’s injury is almost healed, but his injured foot is temporarily unable to walk long distances or exercise vigorously, but it does not matter. Anyway, in Luo Wenzhou’s words, his feet have always been better than nothing. Nothing is true. Great convenience, there is... basically no use.

The waiting area for the family members of the crematorium is very simple. The basic furnishings consisted of a table and a few benches. There was black smoke in the incinerator. Fei Du played with a watch by the natural light of the window. The clasp was loose, and there was a reed inside that did not fit. Fei Du borrowed a fine needle from the staff and repaired it by hand.

Fei Du has a very calm mind. The cumbersome forms, the small parts, the mess of hemp ropes that can't be solved... all kinds of things that can make the anxious modern city people collapse, it won't be a problem in his hands.

The small reed on the buckle of Luo Wenzhou's watch is very thin. I don’t know where it’s gone. It takes a long time to hook it out. If it’s not in the right position, it will bounce back again. It seems to be the rhythm of obsessive-compulsive disorder. . After Fei Du repeated the above actions more than a dozen times in a row, his breathing frequency did not change at all. When the wind flowed around him, it would automatically become ordinary air, which made people look on for a while and couldn't help calming down with him.

"It's kind of magical." Luo Wenzhou thought to himself, propping his head and watching him by the side.

Fei Du is a mental attack system. He wants to make people think about things, so they can think about things, and if they want people to participate in meditation in the day, they can let people enter meditation with their eyes open.

The little reed bounced back once again. Fei Du didn't mean to be impatient. He just changed his sitting position slightly, and accidentally ran into Luo Wenzhou's gaze. He gave a questioning look.

"Don't do it," Luo Wenzhou replied like a disciple, "doing eye exercises."

"..." Fei Du said, "Can we focus on the crematorium?"

Luo Wenzhou said in surprise: "You can say that others are not solemn?"

Fei Du asked: "Don't you often say that others are shameless?"

The logic was okay, Luo Wenzhou was speechless, so he had to appeal to his body—giving him a kick under the table.

Fei Du hurriedly hid: "Don't make trouble, I finally pulled it out, let you touch it back again."

Luo Wenzhou: "If you can't fix it, don't get it. I don't wear a watch every day."

"It's okay, it's not difficult." Fei Du took a closer look at the position where the small reed was stuck. His fingers were slender and the joints were moderate. They were neither thick or obtrusive nor thin and thin. Very gentle and powerful, it seems that no matter what is placed in those hands, it will get the most appropriate placement.

Luo Wenzhou stretched out: "Why do you have so much patience?"

"It's not patience," Fei Du said casually, narrowing his eyes, "It's just that time is limited, scoring priorities, important things, time spent is nothing."

Luo Wenzhou didn't understand, how can he count as an "important matter" by playing around with a watch?

At this time, Fei Du finally returned the jammed reed to the correct position, and closed the clasp with a "click", opening and closing several times, as flexible as ever.

"Okay," Fei Du handed over the watch with a smile, "making you happy is the most important thing."

The metal dial was held in his hand for too long, and it was already hot, and the contaminated body temperature was wrapped around Luo Wenzhou's wrist. Luo Wenzhou said "Ouch," and his left hand sank as if overwhelmed.

Fei Du: "Have you caught meat?"

"The bones are clamped," Luo Wenzhou said with a frown, moving his wrists pretentiously, "It feels...hiss...like the wrist bones are like crispy biscuits."

Fei Du grabbed the hand under the table touching his leg: "Then what is this?"

Luo Wenzhou answered calmly: "Crispy and salty pork knuckles."

A faint smile spread from the corner of Fei Du's eyes. Just then, there was the sound of footsteps, and the two people quickly lifted the "hook and hook" under the table, each leaned back and sat down seriously. Two staff members of the crematorium walked in one after the other, one carrying the ashes wrapped in red silk, and the other holding the ashes.

Fei Chengyu was agitated when he was alive, and it turned out that he did not burn longer than others after his death. At this time, he was living in a small urn, like a pile of burnt inferior coal, a pile of gray and white, no loyalty, good and evil could be seen.

The staff member asked: "Does the family need to put in the things that the deceased liked during his lifetime?"

Fei Du took out a pair of rings from his pocket, not even a packing box, and threw them directly into the satin bag containing the ashes.

I put everything in the urn. The staff has already seen no surprises. At a glance, they can see that this is a pair of wedding rings. Seeing Fei Du’s attitude, I probably guessed it—this one in the box, before his death. I am afraid that he has not treated his wife and children kindly. After his death, the son is the master and threw the wedding ring into the ashes, which is regarded as cutting off their relationship between husband and wife.

The staff was very clever and opened his mouth. He swallowed the usual saying "The deceased is gone, please be sorry". He temporarily changed his mouth and said, "Yin and Yang are separated, and both grievances and grievances are clear. Back to the bridge and the road. No one can hinder anyone on the way home."

Fei Du: "..."

Why is the eulogy of this crematorium so fresh and refined?

The staff also took the opportunity to promote: "We are now engaged in activities, long-term storage business, only one thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight a year, once-50,000 yuan, you can stay here forever, when will it be convenient? When to take it, think about it, now the cheapest cemetery in the suburbs is 150,000, and the property rights are only 20 years. How can it be cost-effective to let us?"

In this way, Fei Chengyu got a "cost-effective" corner in this remote small crematorium, and hung his despicable life on the wall.

The cremation site is remote. The incinerator is halfway up the mountain. When entering and exiting, you need to go through a mountain road that is not easy to walk. Luo Wenzhou is afraid that Fei Du will get his feet, and a hand is emptied around him, suddenly hesitating. Said: "When your mother..., she didn't seem to wear that ring on her hand."

"She took it away by herself," Fei Du said. "Threw it in the pen holder in my bedroom. Fei Chengyu didn't find it. I found it after a few days."

Fei Du's mother was probably not a cowardly and crazy woman. She only did one thing wrong in her life, that is, she believed in Fei Chengyu.

Just after a heavy rain in the first two days, the ground was a bit muddy and slippery. Fei Du’s feet slipped, and his ankles were temporarily unable to work. Before he reached out, Luo Wenzhou hugged him: "Can you Tell me?"

From Fan Siyuan, he learned of everything that happened in the basement that year. With just a few words, it was already very shocking.

Fei Du sighed: "You wanted to ask a long time ago, right?"

Luo Wenzhou tightened his arms.

"There is nothing I can't say," Fei Du patted his arm, and said in a very flat tone. "When Fei Chengyu was young, he was pretty good. He was born not very well, but it is probably in the eyes of outsiders. Li can be regarded as an inspirational model, he is still very talkative, and he is born to know how to make people feel dizzy around him."

There is no doubt about this—Although Luo Wenzhou is reluctant to admit it, Fei Du does look more like Fei Chengyu. Unless it’s a disagreement, in love, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, he only depends on that one. Face, he is good enough.

Not to mention that he is vicious and cunning and deliberate.

"When she first got married, she probably had a good day for a few days, so she was so faint, until my grandfather passed away, Fei Chengyu became the legal heir, and he got everything he wanted, of course See you Tuqong." Fei Du paused, "There is nothing in the middle of love, from the beginning to the end it is deception and revenge. Fei Chengyu's brain structure is not enough for him to have feelings."

"Retaliation?"

"My grandfather once sponsored him to go to college, but later felt that there was a problem with his character, so he stopped funding,'Sheng Mien, Dou Mi Encourage'. In the end, the person Fei Chengyu hated the most was him. He later took my mother Seen as the representative of the so-called "supreme and look down on him" person, so I have to abuse her to the best of my ability."

Luo Wenzhou asked softly: "Where are you?"

"I..." Fei Dugang said a word, feeling that Luo Wenzhou's arms around him seemed to tighten again, and the tight muscles on his arms almost trembled. He stared at the gentle and gentle hillside in front of him, his throat He moved lightly and swallowed the "I'm nothing" that almost blurted out.

"I make him unsatisfied. Fei Chengyu thinks that I'm a slender, weak and stupid with my mother's blood in his bones. He hopes to correct my congenital problems. Start with the little animals with low difficulty. At the beginning, because normal children will go through a stage of anthropomorphizing some small animals. In this stage, this kind of training is similar to the psychological feeling of killing." Fei Du looked down at his hand, "kitten puppy, Rabbits, chickens...all, but if the law provides for the same crimes as torturing and killing animals, I can probably make up dozens of death sentences."

Luo Wenzhou asked in a deep voice: "When did it start?"

Fei Du quietly recalled for a moment, and shook his head: "I can't remember...My mother asked me to remember, but I still can't remember."

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback: "What does your mother tell you to remember?"

"They were all stuck in their necks, unable to breathe, and died in this long struggle and despair. She made me remember the feeling of suffocation, remembering that they all died in my place."

She was deepening his pain, worried that he would have numb calluses and growths on the wound, as Fei Chengyu hoped, so she used a sharper knife to deepen his pain, and through the flesh and blood, it has been carved into the bones. On, scrape the bone to treat poison.

"But I'm probably not what my mother hoped," Fei Du said, "I am weaker than she thought. I haven't identified with Fei Chengyu, but I don't dare to disobey him..."

"Fei Du," Luo Wenzhou interrupted him suddenly, "You give me a good thought, and tortured a normal girl into a mental illness. She still can't run, can't avoid, can't resist, what can she do? Death is her only freedom. But she has lived through this kind of life for 14 years. I don’t think I can do it without talking about others, but she did it. Do you know why she has survived so many years?"

Fei Du was taken aback.

"Because you are fourteen or five years old, you already know how to protect yourself in front of Fei Chengyu, and because you are over fourteen, you are not an incapacitated person who does not receive criminal punishment for anything, Fei Chengyu As long as he doesn't want his only son to risk going to jail, he will try his best to avoid letting you do the irreversible things yourself. In the basement that day, the metal ring stuck on her neck, do you think she is afraid of death?" Luo Wenzhou caught Staying on Feidu’s shoulders, forcibly turned him around, "You are so smart, don’t you understand that death is her most desired destination. She is not afraid of death at all, but she is afraid that you will die in your hands. I can’t wash my hands--"

Fei Du subconsciously made a profit.

"She loves you, and I love you too."

Fei Du: "Wen Zhou..."

Luo Wenzhou didn’t give him a chance to speak: “I took people to Binhai on New Year’s Eve. I’ve never been so scared in my life. I am afraid that I don’t dare to think about it until now. I tremble when I think about it. What... What kind of stuff like Zhang Chunjiu and Fan Siyuan, they can make you a spoonful of stew together, I'm afraid you don't know how to spare your life, take my heart and liver to feed the dog!"

This sentence was held in Luo Wenzhou's heart for a long time, and suddenly it burst out like this, detonated in his chest, exploded the stone that had been blocked for a long time, and let the muddy breeze pass through it empty.

Fei Du's pupils shrank slightly, and the clever tongue suddenly became dumb.

The mountains are full of old Huai, and the pine waves are like anger, whispering in the breeze.

I don't know how long it took before Fei Du moved slightly. He raised his stiff hands and pressed them on Luo Wenzhou's chest.

"I'm sorry, I..." He didn't say "I" for a while, as if he was already out of words, he had to close his eyes gently, holding a handful of Luo Wenzhou's chaotic and sharp heartbeat.

Luo Wenzhou was stunned, and the sporadic anger suddenly dissipated, because seeing Fei Du’s three-point-shaped lying silkworm and slender eyes turned red, although only a little, like a light watercolor It's lightly dizzy.

"...I'm sorry." Fei Du repeated it again.

Luo Wenzhou didn't answer. After receiving this late apology, he silently grabbed his hand and pulled him down the mountain.

"I didn't lie to you?"

"What did not lie to me?"

"In the ashes waiting room, the phrase'the most important thing to make you happy'."

"..."

"That sentence is sincere, not a playful trick."

The deadline is from now on.

"...Hmm."

Believe you again, even though you have so many unreliable criminal records, it makes me sad again...

I can’t help but love you.

It's really planted in the hands of this bastard.