Ye Su slept deeply this time.

Originally, he was worried that when the servants were cleaning the room, they would make noises and draw the curtains. He was most afraid of light when he was sleeping, and he couldn't fall asleep when he was illuminated.But I don't know if it was because he slept too deeply that he couldn't notice the movement outside. After Ye Su went back to sleep again, he felt that the whole villa became quiet, and he couldn't even hear footsteps or whispers.

Consciousness floats in mid-air, as if isolated.

Because of this, Ye Su went to bed before dinner.

When he woke up, he was very hungry, light-headed, and his eyes were still blurred. He blinked, and he regained consciousness after a while.

He has always been in good health, but lately no matter how long he sleeps, he has a feeling of not getting enough sleep. Ye Su doesn't care too much about it. Every summer, he has a bit of a bitter summer, and it is common for him not to eat well or get enough sleep.

After washing up, Ye Su folded the blanket he had covered last night and went downstairs to look for food.

"...The relationship between Mr. and Mrs. has become better recently."

It was Uncle Qi's voice, and only Fu Xingchen could call him Mr. Ye Su subconsciously stopped.

"It's harmonious, he doesn't like me, and I don't like him too!"

"Then how can you tell the servant not to disturb Madam when she sleeps?"

Fu Xing was speechless for a while, then clicked his tongue, "I'm afraid he won't have the energy to fight against me, I'm just a strategy!"

Strategy, the strategy of wanting to divorce him.

This reminded Ye Su of the entangled and ineffective night last night. He had a headache. He didn't want to think about it for the time being, so he pretended not to hear it, walked behind them without changing his face, and stood still at a distance not too close. , "Uncle Qi, is there any food in the kitchen?"

It was only then that the old and the young noticed him, and Uncle Qi said with a smile, "Yes, sir, specially asked the kitchen to leave food for you."

Fu Xingchen was poked by Uncle Qi in front of Ye Su, and his face froze.He didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing that Ye Su was still asleep in the morning, he not only told the servants to be gentle, but also asked the kitchen to leave food at noon.

Maybe it's because of the emotional expression he showed when he was woken up in the morning, or maybe it's because he's so obedient on the sofa in the morning, which makes people... feel pity?

Fu Xingchen himself was not too sure.

Ye Su didn't seem to think that what Fu Xingchen made for him was so special, he turned sideways, and under Qi Shu's benevolent gaze, he invited softly, "Let's eat some more together?"

Fu Xingchen has done too many strange things today, and this one is not bad. He hesitated for a moment with a little morality, and said firmly: "It happens that I didn't eat enough at noon, so I can eat a little more now."

The two sat at the table together.

Ye Su has always been picky about his food, and his taste has been bland recently, so he has no taste for anything, so during this period of time, the kitchen tried every means to prepare salty and spicy dishes for him, which at least saved his appetite a bit.

The meal time is quiet, only the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.Ye Su was concerned about dinner, he was six percent full, put down his chopsticks and took a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, then folded the paper towel into a square and put it aside.

During this process, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Did you graduate from high school before you came here?"

Fu Xing was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect him to take the initiative to ask about it, let alone ask him this.

"No," he said awkwardly, "it's still a few months away."

There are still a few months left, and if you convert it to now, you will graduate from high school in June this year.Ye Su narrowed his eyes, poured a small cup of clear tea and drank it, "Then what are you going to do now?"

It is impossible for Fu Xingshen to hide at home all his life, and he can't expect Assistant Cheng to deliver the documents to his hands for processing. Sooner or later, he will go out and take charge of the responsibility of the 30-year-old Fu Xingshen.

Now he can refuse those responsibilities with reasons that he is not yet familiar with and beyond his power, but other people outside will not give him too much time, and with Fu's tigers and wolves around, he will not have that chance to escape for a lifetime.

Fu Xingshen was not used to the rare peaceful communication between the two of them, mainly because his parents never cared about him like that, and Ye Su unknowingly acted like a parent, looking forward to the future with him, which was too natural .

It's like being asked by the teacher in elementary school what he wants to do when he grows up, and he insists on telling him one, two, three.

Fu Xingchen couldn't help finding fault, "Can you watch me talk, it doesn't respect people at all."

Ye Su raised his head and widened his eyes slightly, looking a little funny.

This expression inexplicably made Fu Xingchen feel better.

He poked seven inches into him with one poke, and Ye Su, who looked like there was no gap, was actually not as high and high as he appeared on the surface.

After the meal, Ye Su checked the messages on his phone.

Ever since he got married, he had not been in frequent contact with his former classmates and friends. There were very few messages. Except for the push messages on the Internet, Ye Xing called him last night, followed by his mother's phone calls. There were about five or six. The most recent one was this morning.

He was still sleeping at that time.

Ye Su didn't call back right away, he habitually checked Moments first.

His circle of friends is actually very boring. They are either the health-preserving information reposted by the elders in the family or the anecdotes that shocked people from all walks of life, or the photos posted by his peers. Ye Su quickly marked them down, and finally found a slightly The special forwarding message stopped.

"Harris Institute is about to start a new project, and it is rumored that the laboratory will be set up in University B!"

The Harris Institute is a pilgrimage site for every student majoring in pheromone research. Almost all the top people in this field gather there. If you are crowned as a member of the Harris Institute, it is like being plated with gold.

Of course, Ye Su is no exception. It is no exaggeration to say that he also wants to enter this research institute in his dreams.

It's a pity that the Harris Institute has not recruited people for a long time. The only way to enter this institute is to make achievements first, attract the attention of the institute, and then it is possible to get an invitation letter.

But it's not easy to do it alone.

Another method is the laboratory mentioned in the news.If you perform well in the lab, it is not impossible to get an invitation letter.

But the laboratory is not so easy to enter.

Ye Su slid his fingertips, read the news over and over again, and received a call from his mother when he was about to quit.

"Xiao Su, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"I don't have my phone with me." Ye Su walked to the French window, facing the iron gate guarding the villa, his gaze fell on a certain place, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Mother Ye knew that unlike her younger son, her eldest son didn't touch these young people's things very much, so she sighed softly and complained: "I called you so many times yesterday and you didn't answer. Mom is worried about you. Didn't you quarrel with Mr. Fu?"

Ye Su twitched the corners of his mouth as if discouraged, his heart brightened.Mother Ye was not worried about him, but because of Ye Xing's order.Ye Xing made a phone call but he didn't answer, he couldn't bear to call the second and third, so he let Ye's mother call.

It was obvious what Ye Xing wanted to say when he called him.

Ye Su said lightly: "No, we can't argue."

"Oh, is that so?" Mother Ye changed the subject inflexibly, "I heard that he hasn't been to the company much recently, is he at home with you?"

Ye Su's face was expressionless, but his voice was tinged with warmth, "Well, my estrus period is a bit disordered these days, so he didn't go to the company."

He scratched the glass unconsciously with his fingernails, and suddenly a red sporty red sports car appeared in his eyes.Fu Xingshen's hair in front of his forehead was wiped back with hair gel, revealing a smooth and full forehead. He was wearing sunglasses and sitting in a convertible car with one hand on the steering wheel and the other arm on the door, waiting The iron gate opened.

He turned his head as if feeling something, the relaxed and bright smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't dissipated, and he met Ye Su on the second floor through the sunglasses.

Ye Su's mother's voice came from Ye Su's mobile phone: "I was scared to death, and I heard that he wants to divorce you."

At the same time, probably because the conversation during the meal brought them closer, Fu Xingchen turned his head and made a cool gesture of a gun, and shot Ye Su on the second floor.

He is so free.

"It's good to have a good relationship. Isn't our Omega just looking for an Alpha who is good to us? You two are getting older, it's time to consider having a child..."

The curtains were half drawn, and the dark room was a bit shady. Ye Su stood still in the darkness, in the air where the dust was drifting aimlessly, watching Fu Xingchen leave under the sun.

The bullet shot all the way into his heart, burning his internal organs with pain, and a layer of mist suddenly covered his eyes, and the sudden strong emotion firmly choked his throat, suffocating him and making him unable to breathe.

He could neither see nor hear.

He is about to die.

The author has something to say: not really dead! !

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