When Lina is not around, everything seems to be normal and nothing wrong. But when Lina comes back, you will know what the difference is.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Fucheng had just finished washing when he received a call from Lina.
"Bonjour, good morning, V. According to your biological clock, I think you are up. I ordered breakfast this morning, and it was delivered to your room so that you don't have to go downstairs to eat. Maybe you think why I Doing that on purpose because today we're changing hotels."
Fucheng didn't react at first: "Change hotel?"
On the phone, it was Lina's smiling voice: "Yes, change to a better hotel. So you can pack your luggage in the time saved in the morning. In the evening, I will go to Maifei to pick you up and Reid to the new hotel. , I think you will be pleasantly surprised to find that your luggage has already appeared in your new hotel room."
Fucheng: "Okay, I see, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Cheng looked thoughtfully at the darkened phone screen.
I'm going back to Shanghai next week, but now I'm suddenly changing to a new hotel...
It could only be because of what happened in the underground parking lot a few days ago.
His eyes darkened, and the young man wiped his face calmly. He walked into the bedroom and began to pack his luggage. When everything is packed, the hotel's dining car is also delivered to the guest room. After Fucheng had breakfast, he took the elevator to the first floor. He was about to walk to the door when he saw the blonde sitting on the sofa in the hall.
Lina also saw him at a glance.
Fucheng walked over and said in surprise, "Lina, are you going to Maifei today?"
Lina shook her head: "No, I'm just here to give you a little gift." Then, she crossed Fucheng's shoulder and said to the man walking behind him: "Reid, it's so rare that you went downstairs on time .”
Zhuo Huan seemed to have just woken up, his eyes were tired, and he asked lightly: "What gift?"
Lina picked up a gift bag from the sofa, took out two delicate gift boxes from it, and handed them over with a smile. "I saw it when I was shopping in New York. A little gift for you. Su Fei and old Joseph also have them. When they come back, I will give them their gifts too."
Zhuo Huan directly opened the gift box and took out the watch inside: "I have this one."
Fucheng originally didn't want to open the gift in front of Lina, but he watched Zhuo Huan's actions, and thought that Lina might like it very much, so he opened his own box too. In the small gift box, there was also a watch, Fu Cheng raised his eyes to see the one in Zhuo Huan's hand.
very similar.
Lina: "Are you sure you have the exact same one, Reid? Take a closer look."
Zhuo Huan took a serious look again, and lazily said: "Oh, the dial has one more diamond than this one."
Fucheng put away the watch: "Thank you, Lina, I like it very much."
He closed the watch very quickly, but he was still seen by the man on the side. Zhuo Huan paused slightly, his eyes stayed on the small box in Fu Cheng's hand for a few seconds, he let out a laugh from his nasal cavity, and when he spoke again, his tone was undetectably joyful: "Well, thank you."
***
The new hotel is a little closer to the McFly factory.
Entering the room at night, Fucheng originally thought that it was just the same as the hotel he stayed in before, and booked a suite. However, when he walked into the door, he saw the spacious living room at a glance. Startled for a moment, Fu Cheng put the things away and looked around.
This room is much larger than before, there are three bedrooms alone.
I was still wondering why I suddenly booked such a large room when the phone rang. Fucheng opened it and took a look.
[Su Fei: I'm back!]
[Su Fei: Hey Brother Fu, which room are you in? I'll come to you.]
Both Su Fei and Old Joseph took today's flight back to Los Angeles. Fucheng thought about it and replied to him: [2714. What do you want from me?]
After a while, the punk boy replied to him: [I'll come to you, and then we'll go to RIP's room together.]
The moment this message popped up, another message also appeared on the top of the phone.
[Zhuo Huan: Come to my room, 2703.]
Focusing on this short line of words for a long time, Fu Cheng picked up his phone and typed a reply.
[it is good.]
Half an hour later, everyone gathered in Zhuo Huan's room, including Su Fei and old Joseph who had just returned from all over the world.
Su Fei brought a hard drive and a large box of materials, while the old Joseph rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, I have to work as soon as I come back. It is clearly agreed to take paid vacations, I think I can't take a day off I didn’t take a break, I’m working for you Reid! Tell me, can there be a subsidy?”
Zhuo Huan sat in front of the computer and sneered: "No."
Old Joseph had an expression that he had guessed a long time ago: "I knew it."
Zhuo Huan: "Starting today, Mai Fei will improve and develop a new landing gear in the laboratory. It is estimated that it will take five days to install the new landing gear on the aircraft and then conduct a test flight. From now on, five days , you have five nights to predict the data of Maifei’s new model. During the day, I will verify your data in Maifei’s laboratory. Don’t worry, they can’t see anything.”
Lina blinked and said: "I remember, I seem to be a shareholder of Mai Fei, and you all said in front of me that you want to steal Mai Fei's business secrets, is this really okay? And Reid, don't forget, You are also a shareholder of Mai Fei."
Zhuo Huan: "Huh? Do you think Thor Reiner and I can think of going together?"
Lina: "Hmm... I don't quite understand what you mean?"
Su Fei also said: "That's right, aren't we just secretly working on the design of Mai Fei's new model! Hehe, stop talking nonsense, my hands are already itchy. Do we look like we are making a movie, Mission Impossible? Infernal Affairs road?"
Old Joseph touched his chin: "Could it be that what we are doing is not a new model of Maifei?"
Fu Cheng's heart moved, he suddenly understood what Zhuo Huan meant. He looked up at Zhuo Huan, but a second before he looked at himself, he looked away.
Zhuohuan glanced at everyone in the room, and he clicked his tongue softly: "You guys really let me down. Mai Fei wants to improve the F475 in order to compete with the Boeing 787. They are not willing to spend new time and cost to design A new aircraft, so it's just an improvement on the old design. It's kind of interesting to change, but if it's really put on a new aircraft... Wow, why not just make it better. This thing, can Do better."
Su Fei: "What do you mean?"
Fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Huan said lightly: "It means, start with the new ideas given by Tor Reina, follow the new path opened by him, and then move forward. He has only walked a hundred meters, how can I say, he has to walk a thousand meters."
He looked at his subordinates and smiled provocatively: "Aren't you confident?"
At that moment, there seemed to be a bright road slowly spreading out in front of everyone.
Su Fei, Old Joseph...
Even Lina, who is a shareholder of Mai Fei, looked at her friend and companion, and suddenly there was endless faith and determination in her heart. It seems that as long as you follow this person, believe in him, and go in the direction he pointed, you will definitely reach the bright end.
Su Fei was full of enthusiasm: "Go! Hurry up!"
Old Joseph: "Oh, the elderly are going to stay up late again, is there any overtime pay Lina?"
Lina smiled and said, "Lina doesn't control the overtime pay, but the coffee, Lina assures you, will satisfy you."
In a passionate atmosphere, everyone excitedly turned on their computers and began to stay up late and work overtime.
Su Fei poked Fu Cheng's shoulder with his elbow: "Brother Fu, why are you not talking?"
Fu Cheng suddenly came back to his senses.
He glanced at the man sitting behind the computer screen, smoking a cigarette and typing on the disk quickly. Withdrawing his gaze, he said to Su Fei: "It's nothing. You just returned to Los Angeles. If you have any questions about the situation and data in Mai Fei's laboratory in the past month, you can ask me. Most of the data are from me. Recorded and calculated. In addition, I have been unable to solve a few design points. When you were in Tokyo... "
In the study room, the strong aroma of coffee and the faint smell of smoke are mixed together. The lights stayed on all night, and the ground was littered with various materials and data, as well as different design directions and plans. After every plan was rejected, Zhuo Huan would crumple them into balls of paper and throw them on the ground irritably.
For five full days, during the day, Zhuo Huan and Fu Cheng would still go to Mai Fei's laboratory. As if they hadn't done anything, they continued to study various data of the new landing gear as in the past month. At night, everyone gathered in Zhuo Huan's room, and fiercely proposed various possible improvement points in the study.
On the fifth day, there is only one day left.
All the work has come to an end, and everyone seems to be about to embark on the path that Thor Reiner has quietly found.
At four o'clock in the morning, Su Fei and old Joseph were so tired that they fell asleep on the sofa. Lina has already returned to the room.
Fucheng was reviewing a batch of experimental data, his eyes moved quickly on the computer screen, and at the same time marked all the dangerous points beyond the critical value and on the edge of the critical value. After reading the data form on page 115 again, Fu Cheng rubbed his temples, he raised his head, and saw Zhuo Huan behind the computer screen, wearing glasses, frowning, typing on the keyboard.
Looking at the man for a few seconds, Fu Cheng put the computer aside, and walked out of the study lightly.
I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, and opened the door to come out.
As soon as Fu Cheng raised his head, he saw Zhuo Huan leaning against the wall beside the huge French window. With his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, when he heard that Fucheng opened the door, he turned to look at him. The eyes of the two met in the air.
For the first time, he seemed to see into the man's eyes.
It was a clear and innocent light color, and because of extreme exhaustion, the man looked at him without much enthusiasm.
The light was dim, and the bathroom door closed automatically behind Fu Cheng. There are no other light sources in the room, and only the lights in the study are turned on in all the rooms.
Zhuo Huan looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly he didn't know why he followed him by a ghost after he left the study. He didn't do anything, didn't say anything, just stood at the door, smoking a cigarette and waiting for him to come out.
But when it really came out, no one spoke, only a gloomy silence.
Zhuo Huan finally spoke, his voice was hoarse: "Tomorrow is the test flight, you go to bed early."
This sentence seemed familiar, and Fu Cheng was in a trance for a while. It was the body that sounded this sentence before the brain. A month ago, this man had said the same thing to him, and they had been in bed all morning.
The body recalled many memories, but in the brain, there was only silence like stagnant water.
Fu Cheng slowly raised his head, looking at the man in front of him.
Eyes met, Zhuo Huan slowly shifted his gaze to the young man's lips. Suddenly, there was a strong feeling and desire in my heart, and I wanted to kiss this person.
He did the same.
Zhuo Huan held the cigarette between his hands, lowered his head, and slowly approached Fu Cheng's lips.
In this silent night, everything is silent, only the two people's heavy breathing. In addition, it is the heart beating quietly in the chest cavity.
Under the sleeve, Fu Cheng's fingers had already dug into the flesh. You should avoid this kiss, use your actions to push it away, and just walk away. But he couldn't move. His body was stiff, but when he closed his eyes, he felt a tearing pain. He took a rusty blunt knife and silently grinded his heart.
His eyes were sore with sadness, his throat was dry and choked deeply.
Fucheng laughed, and he asked, "By the way, Mr. Zhuo, when will you move after returning to China?"
Zhuo Huan's movements stopped abruptly.
He looked at the young man in front of him, and slowly darkened his eyes: "Huh?"
Fu Cheng: "After such a long time, I found that I seem to prefer women."
Zhuo Huan stared at him without saying a word, and asked, "What do you mean?"
Fu Cheng: "I don't want to be friends with you anymore."
Zhuo Huan didn't speak.
Fucheng said with a smile: "The house I live in now belongs to my uncle and aunt. Although it belongs to me now, it is not good to let outsiders live in it. If you find a suitable house, you can move. My cousin is in the UK now , but I will come back sometimes. If she finds out that I let outsiders live in casually, she may be unhappy."
After finishing speaking, Fucheng didn't speak again. He almost exhausted all his strength to let himself say these words in such a calm tone.
But Zhuo Huan did not respond for a long time.
It seemed that he couldn't hold on any longer, Zhuo Huan's fiery gaze gradually made him unable to maintain a calm smile on his face.
The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Fu Cheng tried his best to raise his head, and looked at him firmly.
Just a few seconds, as long as a year.
Zhuo Huan clicked his tongue softly, and he smiled: "Ah, that's fine, I'll just move when I return to China. Actually, I didn't sell that apartment building."
Fu Cheng was stunned.
Zhuohuan scratched his hair, and said lazily: "It was supposed to be sold, but I didn't sign the contract on the last day I signed it. But I have already moved to your house, so I didn't move back. I thought it would be more convenient to have sex with you."
Be convenient.
Easy to fuck you.
Breathing stopped silently.
Fucheng: "Teacher Zhuo, do you like to deceive people so much?"
Zhuohuan: "Did you lie to me?"
Fucheng: "The house is not sold."
Zhuohuan: "Oh, I'm sorry."
The barely maintained smile had long since disappeared, Fu Cheng took a deep look at him, turned and left. He didn't go back to the study, but directly opened the door and walked out.
The moment Fu Cheng walked out, the arrogant smile on Zhuo Huan's face disappeared instantly. He looked at the door that was forcefully closed, leaned back against the wall, slowly raised his hand, and covered his face.
"… Hold!"
The voice was hoarse and weak.
On the other side, he pushed the room away, walked along the corridor, and walked to the door of his room step by step with the most peaceful steps. Take out the room card and swipe to open the door. Push the door and go in.
All was calm and peaceful, but when the door closed behind him. Fu Cheng walked to the French window, he sat on the single sofa by the window, propped his chin on one hand, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the night outside the window.
It was dark and dense, without any reflection, and the glass reflected only this cold room and the silent sad person sitting on the sofa.
The heart was forcefully gouged out and hollowed out.
Suddenly feeling a little cool on his face, Fu Cheng raised his hand to wipe away the water stains that shouldn't be there. He looked at the reflection of the water on his fingertips, feeling very dazed, opened his lips, and then slowly closed them again. The next moment, a huge nausea suddenly invaded the throat. Resisting the feeling of wanting to vomit, after an unknown period of time, Fu Cheng took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, and found the word Zhuo Huan.
Almost retaliatory, he tried his best to type out every single word.
[Sexing with a man doesn't seem to be very enjoyable, Mr. Zhuo, is it like this when you have sex with a man?]
His finger was hanging over the send button, but he didn't send it out for a long time.
five minutes later.
[Fucheng: After returning to China, do you want me to help you move?]
[Zhuo Huan: OK.]
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Cousin Fu: In my database, I saw my cousin cry once, it was the 318 air crash.