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.
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[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)
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