Strategy to Attack the System

Chapter 11: Peach Blossoms Ramp 08

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After the two reconciled, Yin Hui's restrictions on him gradually relaxed, and Jiang Fu, who was used to being pampered, did not show any desire for the outside world, and was still willing to stay with him in the apartment.

Yin Hui, who was restless, breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he said that he would give Jiang Fu freedom, the terrible desire for monopoly deep in his heart could not tolerate a moment of separation.

Not long after, he accidentally received an invitation letter for a class reunion. He originally wanted to throw it into the trash can, but after thinking about it, he, who has always refused to socialize, proposed for the first time that he would like to participate with Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu naturally knew what he was thinking, so he agreed with great interest.

Since the masquerade ball, the two of them disappeared in the school in the name of studying abroad, and there was no news of them disappearing.

The squad leader who was in charge of organizing the party just sent the invitation letter to Yin Hui's company with the mentality of giving it a try. After being politely accepted by the front desk, there was no whereabouts. Therefore, when he saw Yin Hui and Jiang Fu appearing at the party together It was a surprise.

Yin Hui held Jiang Fu's waist without hesitation. The dark gray windbreaker made him tall, and his handsome face was as indifferent as ever.

And Jiang Fu, who is a little shorter, is snuggling close to his arms, with a beautiful smile on his beige turtleneck sweater, his snow-white and soft skin is like suet jade with a velvety luster, he is as handsome and dignified as a nobleman from a noble family .

The class reunion was held in a luxurious box. The former classmates all took completely different paths, or they were elated, or smiled awkwardly, but the warmth of nostalgia was still wrapped in the greetings.

The two of them actually only participated in half of the school life, but because of their undiminished attractive looks and obvious extravagant attire, they were surrounded by the stars and questioned curiously.

Yin Hui was obviously not used to such warm and polite manners, but his frown suddenly relaxed when he saw Zhou Chuan who pushed the door open. He held Jiang Fu in his arms calmly, and his intimate gesture like a miller silently showed his deep possession of the person in his arms, as well as a cold warning to the person who coveted him.

"That's right, we've been together for years."

After hearing Yin Hui's demonstrative words, Jiang Fu, who also saw Zhou Chuan standing stiffly at the door, felt amused. He simply raised his head and kissed Yin Hui's side face, and then announced with a smile.

"That's right, and we're getting married soon."

What was more surprising than the shocked crowd was the sudden tightening of the arms, Jiang Fu blinked at the dazed Yin Hui, his lowered voice was like a sweet fruit candy, exuding a dazzling aroma.

"Huihui, do you want to say that you don't want to?"

"No! I..."

The hasty explanation stuck in his throat, like a wet sponge, his whole heart was about to be soaked and melted.

Yin Hui buried his head in the crescent of his neck, his tall body trembled slightly, and his bewildered voice overflowed with unbelievable ecstasy.

"I... I'm just so happy."

I'm glad that not only did you not show your dislike for me, but you even indulged me in taking possession of you.

Jiang Fu pinched his ears and coaxed him in a low voice, his eyes collided with the gloomy Zhou Chuan inadvertently.

Zhou Chuan obviously heard what he said just now, staring at him with eyes full of unwillingness and anger, but pursed his lips without saying a word.

And the one around his arm should be his newlywed Yaner's wife, wearing a small light-colored dress, she looks gentle and pleasant, but her suspicious eyes followed Zhou Chuan's gaze and focused on Jiang Fu.

After being stunned by the attractive young man for a few seconds, a sensitive vigilance appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but grasp Zhou Chuan's arm tightly, as if she was afraid that her husband would be snatched away.

Jiang Fu glanced at Zhou Chuan, then lazily looked away, and continued talking with Yin Hui. They sat on both sides of the dining table with Zhou Chuan, and they did not disturb each other on the surface, but they were invisible and stagnant in the dark.

Yin Hui was in a daze thinking about Jiang Fu's words all the time, his ears were blushing, and he forgot to stop the wine if he was absent-minded, and whoever toasted him drank it neatly.

Jiang Fu only had a few words with the girl next to him, and when he turned his head, he saw him leaning against the back of the chair with a reddish face and not speaking. He looked calm, but his dilated pupils told him that he was drunk.

Seeing that the party was almost over, Jiang Fu planned to take Yin Hui home. As soon as he stood up, Yin Hui immediately grabbed his hand, looked at him blankly and nervously and asked.

"where you go?"

The self-sufficient expression in the past rarely revealed a bit of childish innocence. Jiang Fu's heart was itchy, and he couldn't help but want to bow his head to kiss him, but he had no choice but to hold his hand instead and whispered in a low voice.

"I'm going to the bathroom, let's go when I get back, okay?"

"I go with you."

Yin Hui stood up grumbling, but staggered and sat down again. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, as if trying to wake up, but he didn't know that his movements had become much slower under the paralysis of alcohol.

Jiang Fu, who was suddenly poked in the cute spot, rubbed his head, and said softly.

"I'll be back soon, you wait here for me obediently, huh?"

Yin Hui held his fingers reluctantly, his alcohol-smelling eyes were full of nostalgia.

"Come back soon..."

"Well, I see."

Cold water rushed on the back of the white hands, and the blue-colored thin blood vessels stood out. Jiang Fu tore a few pieces of paper casually, wiped his hands casually, and walked quickly towards the bathroom door.

Immediately afterwards, people who walked in from the door blocked the exit tightly.

Jiang Fu threw the wet paper into the trash can, and glanced up at Zhou Chuan to signal him to get out of the way.

"I want to go out."

Zhou Chuan stared at him closely, motionless, with complicated nostalgia and longing in his eyes.

"Fufu, long time no see."

"Not long ago, only a few years."

Jiang Fu passed him and turned the doorknob. When he was still touched, he was held down by his shoulders and slammed into the wall behind him.

He frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Chuan with a sad face indifferently, and reminded.

"Zhou Chuan, you are already married."

Zhou Chuan's expression changed, but he quickly explained with joy and anxiety.

"It's not like that, Fufu, Qiao Yu and I are just in a business marriage, I don't love her at all! I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed away. The young man with a delicate face rubbed his wrists and looked at him strangely.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Zhou Chuan froze suddenly, but seeing that Jiang Fu was about to leave again impatiently, he immediately grabbed his arm and eagerly uttered the words he had held back for a long time.

"Fufu! I have investigated it a long time ago. You have been imprisoned by Yin Hui for the past few years, have you? He must have forced you to say that just now!... Fufu, I like you, I can save you You leave, leave him forever!"

Jiang Fu looked at him in astonishment, but his expression was unreasonable. After a few seconds, he said helplessly and calmly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I already liked Huihui. The masquerade ball night was just a joke with him. Zhou Chuan, I'm doing fine now, don't worry about it."

Zhou Chuan looked at him in disbelief, his trembling tone was full of anger.

"Impossible! Fufu, he imprisoned you for three years and you still speak well of him? He must have forced you, and I must rescue you..."

Jiang Fu looked at the stubborn Zhou Chuan with quite a headache. He was so entangled with him for a while that he couldn't help but wanted to go back to find Yin Hui quickly.

He thought about the kind of people he had met in Interstellar, and decided to stick to the old foolproof method.

"You're right, I was indeed forced by him."

Zhou Chuan choked up for a moment, watching in astonishment the expression of the young man in front of him changed from gentle and harmless to cold and disgusted in an instant.

"Actually, I had the ability to leave him a long time ago. The reason why I stayed with him was because I wanted to take revenge on him. He is selfish and domineering, jealous, and easily jealous. I want him to think that I really love him, and then Telling him the truth when he was at his happiest, this kind of revenge is what I want."

Jiang Fu's lips curled into a mocking smile. He looked at the stunned Zhou Chuan, raised his index finger and hissed. The pleasant voice was full of soft smiles, but it was like thousands of sharp knives slamming Piercing the defenseless heart, the flesh and blood were bloody.

"So Zhou Chuan, don't mess with me, you understand?"

Zhou Chuan stared blankly at the smiling young man, suddenly enlightened, he immediately blocked Jiang Fu in a hurry, and asked with eyes full of hope.

"So Fufu, have you never liked Yin Hui?"

How is it possible, my Huihui is the cutest.

However, in order to get rid of Zhou Chuan's trouble once and for all, Jiang Fu decided to play the whole set, so he said in the most indifferent tone in his life.

"Of course, it's just to play with him."

He touched the doorknob and twisted the door open. While thinking about how to coax Yin Hui back after being out for too long, he raised his eyes and saw Yin Hui with a pale face.

...

Old Gong, listen to my explanation! QQ

Yin Hui's heavy eyes cut across his stiff face inch by inch like a knife, and then focused his anger on Zhou Chuan.

Before Jiang Fu could say a word, he saw Yin Hui strode past him vigorously, and punched Zhou Chuan viciously in the face. Zhou Chuan, who was beaten in a daze, began to retaliate against him not to be outdone, and vented all his resentment for not getting Jiang Fu.

The fight between the two of them was really difficult, and Jiang Fu, who was terrified, saw that the two of them were going to beat each other to death, so he was so frightened that he hurried to find his classmates to fight.

When the two were finally pulled apart, Zhou Chuan passed out with a bruised nose and swollen face, and Yin Hui had several injuries on his face. Jiang Fu felt distressed and wanted to take a closer look, but Yin Hui grabbed the hand he had just raised, with such force that it almost broke the bone.

Yin Hui looked at him without saying a word, his eyes were dark and his expression was terrifying.

Jiang Fu, who remembered what he said just now, was immediately timid, guilty and wanted to explain, but it was inconvenient to speak in public, so he could only look at him helplessly, and said anxiously in a low voice.

"Huihui, let's go home first, shall we?"

Yin Hui looked down at him for a while, then suddenly picked him up and strode towards the door.

The stunned crowd and Jiang Fu: ...

After being stuffed into the car for a long time, the thin heat on Jiang Fu's face gradually receded. When he finally came back to his senses, he turned his head to look at Yin Hui, and explained nervously.

"What I just said to Zhou Chuan..."

The car suddenly turned around suddenly, and after turning a frightening angle in the dark night, I heard the silent and dark roadside.

Jiang Fu, who raised his throat in one breath, hadn't reacted yet, a black shadow flickered in front of his eyes—Yin Hui, who had unbuckled his seat belt, fell heavily on him.

The distance between them was extremely close, so Jiang Fu could clearly see the undisguised hatred and sorrow in Yin Hui's eyes.

... This is great, the hatred value that I didn't have the heart to brush at the dance party reached its peak tonight.

It's really complicated.

Jiang Fu struggled for a while, but decided to explain the matter clearly, but Yin Hui covered his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

Yin Hui lowered his eyes, looking at his wet innocent eyes, his heart seemed to be splashed with thick sulfuric acid, the corrosive pain eroded the bones, and burned a passionate heart full of holes.

How could such a good-looking and gentle person say such cruel and heartless words.

"...the reason why I stayed with him was because I wanted to get revenge on him."

"... He is selfish and domineering, jealous, and easily jealous. I want to make him think that I really love him, and then tell him the truth when he is the happiest. This kind of revenge is what I want."

"Of course, it's just for fun."

In an instant, his whole heart fell into an ice cellar, and all the sweet words in the past turned into thorns coated with revenge sugar, piercing Yin Hui's blood and flesh, his chest hurt like suffocation, and he couldn't breathe.

He tightly covered Jiang Fu's mouth, his eyes were cold, and his low voice revealed a cold darkness.

"I don't want to hear anything from you ever again."

Jiang Fu in the darkness opened his eyes wide silently, and began to struggle in a panic, as if extremely angry and disgusted.

Yin Hui's heart throbbed suddenly, he avoided the young man's pleading eyes, bowed his head and kissed.