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date="2021-10-04"

title="Chapter Sixty One"

weight="139757"

series = ["UAAG Air Crash Investigation Team"]

mode = "manual"

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The winding Huangpu River is like underfoot, and the rushing river water reflects the dark night and bright lights on the opposite bank. Su Fei took his cell phone and frantically photographed the night scene on the other side. The last time came to Zhuo Huan's house, the punk boy also took a lot of photos. Later, without exception, Fucheng saw these photos in his circle of friends.

This time, Su Fei took a dozen more photos, selected nine good-looking ones, edited the circle of friends, and sent them lightly.

"It's another lonely night. You can only accompany the barbecue and the night view of the Huangpu River." Old Joseph held the phone and read the words on the screen.

Su Fei said angrily: "Why, old Joseph, just go see it when I posted it to Moments."

Old Joseph laughed. "Aren't you just for people to see, Fly."

When it comes to pretending to be coercion, Uncle Zhuo pays attention to overwhelming overwhelming no dead ends. Of course, juveniles are far inferior, and can only barely pretend to be forced to maintain the appearance of a person.

After playing around for a while, all the meals were put on the table, and Su Fei began to help everyone barbecue.

Zhuo Huan gave old Joseph the key to the wine room, and old Joseph ran to the first floor excitedly and picked a bottle of good wine. Facing the cool evening breeze, looking at the night view of Pudong in the distance, everyone was drinking and eating barbecue.

The elder Joseph talked about his service in the U.S. military when he was young.

Everyone listened curiously.

Zhuo Huan held the wine glass, leaned on the back of the chair, propped his face with one hand, his expression hidden in the dim night. Su Fei and Lina focused their attention on Old Joseph, and only Fucheng had been looking at him thoughtfully.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhuo Huan snorted, grabbed his hair irritably, got up and left.

No one noticed his departure, only thinking that he wanted to go to the toilet. Fucheng was silent, but got up and followed.

Zhuo Huan pours wine at the bar on the first floor.

Fucheng walked over.

After a brief silence, he asked, "Is there any problem with the phone call downstairs just now?"

After Zhuo Huan poured himself the wine, he was about to pour it to Fucheng again. Fucheng held the cup with his hand: "I don't like drinking."

He does smoke, but he does not like drinking.

Zhuo Huan stopped pouring him wine, he and Fucheng sat side by side on the high chair at the bar. He tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes stopped on his handsome eyebrows, and then lazily mumbled: "Robert's call."

Fucheng's heart was tight.

Robert Gatsby, a physics professor at the University of California, San Diego, was also one of the helpers in finding the Roger 318 for Zhuo Huan.

"Did Professor Robert say anything?"

Zhuo Huan: "I calculated all the data three days ago."

Fucheng: "Yeah."

Zhuo Huan: "Then they searched for three days but didn't find it." His expression was calm, but he couldn't hide the unpleasant boredom in his tone.

Fucheng thought: "The final over-determined salvage area should be reduced to 500,000 square kilometers. In three days, even if three salvage companies work together, it is impossible to search 10,000 square kilometers. It does not mean that it is not found in these three days. I can't find it later."

"If I say, before this range is determined, they have already searched 60% of the area."

Fucheng was suddenly stopped.

Zhuo Huan supported his chin with one hand, staring at Fucheng intently with his silent eyes.

The two looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. Lina walked down the stairs, saw them, smiled and said, "What are you talking about here?"

Zhuo Huan put aside his eyes and continued to drink.

Fucheng stood up and asked her, "Are you going to get the cake?"

Lina's gaze turned around the two of them, and the blonde smiled slightly: "Yes. The poor courier seems to have lost his way in the community and doesn't know where to go. Fu, you want to help him with me. NS."

Fucheng was taken aback, he did not expect that Lina would invite him: "Of course it can."

The two went out together.

Lina: "Fuck, there is something you want to forgive me, but I am really curious, please tell me."

Fucheng looked at her in surprise: "Forgive you? Lina, what did you do to sorry me." He smiled gently.

Lina blinked: "If you say, when I was checking your personal information, I accidentally checked a little more because of curiosity?"

Fucheng's eyes tightened.

Lina: "You must forgive my curiosity. Fu, I have never been able to inquire about other people's sex without permission. It's just that your resume has always been perfect, and you have been top students since childhood. Only remembered in high school. Once... So, I checked it out."

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and Fucheng said helplessly: "You are curious, why would I fight with others?"

Lina reminded him: "To be precise, it's for his girlfriend to fight with others."

Fucheng thought for a while and smiled at her: "It's not a major event. I have forgotten about the past. Children can easily lose their temper. If there is any conflict, fights should be quite common."

Lina's light blue eyes stared at Fucheng's soft smile for a moment, and she smiled: "Well, I just didn't expect you to be impulsive."

Fucheng smiled non-committal.

Soon, the elevator reached the first floor, and the two went out to find the lost courier.

Fucheng could probably tell that Lina might have misunderstood. But it's really nothing big.

Fucheng had almost forgotten about his former girlfriend of first love. In the vague memory, only remember that it was a girl who loved to laugh, with two small pears on her lips, and she always wore a white dress. When she was a teenager with long hair and waist, she was like a fragrant gardenia. All boys in the school were fascinated by her. Naturally, she was the school flower.

Fucheng met her in the second year of high school, and the two were assigned to the same class.

When he was young, Fucheng had no idea about love, and he had only heard of this legendary school girl, but had not paid attention to it. However, the girl noticed him, and soon launched a crazy pursuit of him.

Lina didn't know what else she said, smiling and bending her eyes. Everyone in UAAG knows that Lina looks very outstanding. In fact, she has tens of millions of followers on Twitter, not only because she is Miss Mai Fei and the heir of the Comte family, but also because of her superior education and personal abilities. , And there is more, that is beautiful looks.

Fucheng could not remember the appearance of his first love girlfriend at all, but he vaguely remembered that the girl had big eyes and smiled as sweet and soft as Lina.

After all, he was only a high school student at the time, and having beautiful and cheerful girls pursuing him would naturally have a good impression. In the third year of high school, after the girl confessed to him and was rejected, she finally couldn't help crying. For some reason, Fucheng felt soft and agreed. Then they fell in love.

A middle school student’s love is basically pulling a little hand, at most, a kiss on the cheek.

As for the fight that was misunderstood by Lina...

Fucheng looked down at the ground, put his hands in his pockets, and continued to walk forward calmly.

The fight was more memorable to him than the girl herself.

The reason must be different from what Lina misunderstood. It's just that the girl is from a poor family. don't know who has reported that she is making money as a prostitute outside school, so she can afford big-brand mobile phones and beautiful dresses. The bastard at the school had a crush on the girl for a long time, and the girl ignored him, so the bastard found a group of people to humiliate the girl and spread the word that she was a prostitute.

As a boyfriend, Fucheng certainly couldn't sit idly by, so he had a fight with this group of people.

But shortly after this incident, the college entrance examination was over, and he broke up with the girl.

She did not work as a prostitute, but she had other boyfriends out of school, and those boyfriends gave her many gifts.

I didn't say that this incident was not because felt embarrassed. The only time fell in love in so many years was that was cuckolded by others. Fucheng just doesn't like talking about a girl's character behind his back, and things have passed for so many years. A few years ago, he seemed to see in the high school group that the girl married a rich man and lived a very happy life.

"Do you think old Joseph would like the taste of rum?" Lina asked with a smile.

Fucheng regained consciousness, and he laughed: "He has been looking forward to this cake for a long time. In fact, since I tasted it two months ago, all of us are looking forward to it. If the old Joseph knew that you had not only ordered it for him After the cake, he also specially selected the rum flavor, he must be even more touched."

The two quickly found the lost courier and went back.

Take the cake apart and put candles in the old Joseph.

Su Fei roared, "Make a wish! Hurry up and blow the candles. We want to eat cake."

Old Joseph smiled, folded his hands, closed his eyes and made a wish.

Su Fei asked curiously: "What wish did you make?"

Lina raised her slender eyebrows: "Su Fei, you can't say your wishes, it won't work."

Old Joseph waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm not from your Comte family, don't pay attention to this rule. I just made a wish, I hope everyone I know and I are in good health! Hey, underage, don't take advantage of the good atmosphere now. Everyone is happy, so you drink secretly and put down my wine glass!"

Su Fei: "Cut!"

Everyone laughed.

After playing until ten o'clock in the evening, everyone finally decided to leave.

Zhuo Huan leaned against the door, folded his arms, staring blankly at the group of people who had messed up his home, and now they are finally clamoring to get out.

Fucheng was the last one to go out. He bent over to change his shoes. Before he raised his body, he felt that his lower back was lightly poked.

Standing up, Fucheng turned his head to look at the man.

Old Joseph and Su Fei were telling a joke, and Lina was amused by them.

Zhuo Huan leaned on the door frame and looked at Fucheng with a smile, his lips curled up: "Come to my house tomorrow."

Fucheng's lips moved. With a vague "um", he followed the old Joseph and the others into the elevator and left.

the next day.

Fucheng is still suffering from jet lag.

The noisy cell phone ringing frantically in the room, Fucheng was woken up in a daze, he buried his face in the pillow, stretched out his hand to take the phone, and said softly, "Hey..."

"Fucheng, you are not bad."

A cold and handsome face flashed in his mind, Fu Cheng said dumbly: "Huh? Zhuo Huan..."

The young man's hoarse and sexy voice, with a hint of softness that he had never seen before, seemed to be acting like a baby. For a moment, the phone fell silent. After a few seconds, Zhuo Huan let out a dissatisfaction: "Let you come to my house today."

Fucheng was awake quickly, he slowly opened his eyes, lying on the bed, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and said lightly: "Isn't it only eleven o'clock noon."

Zhuo Huan: "Huh?"

"...I'll go again at night."

After a brief silence, Zhuo Huan laughed in a low voice: "What are you thinking about, Fucheng."

Fucheng: "...?"

"That's how you want to go to bed with me? No need to go at night. Come now. Remember to buy condoms and lubricants at the convenience store downstairs."

Fucheng: "..."

This time really woke up completely.

Fucheng sat up straight with his arms, holding the phone in one hand, and said calmly, "What the hell is going on?"

Zhuo Huan: "Come here and help me move."

"..."

Fucheng didn't know why he came to this man's house at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and then helped him pack his luggage.

In fact, Zhuo Huan's personal belongings are not many.

This high-end penthouse apartment on the bank of the Huangpu River is like a well-decorated model house. Every piece of furniture and accessories are carefully selected imported luxury goods. What a high-class residence should have, it has everything, the only thing it does not have is the breath of Zhuo Huan's own home.

I packed my clothes and put them in my suitcase, and packed a few bottles of wine, and some accessories such as watches and bracelets.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two organized a total of four suitcases.

Fucheng rubbed his sore wrist. He was so busy now that he finally remembered to ask this question: "Why are you moving?"

Zhuo Huan raised an eyebrow lightly: "Can't you guess?"

After a moment of silence, Fucheng asked, "Is this house going to be sold?"

"Well, even the furniture is packaged and sold together."

Fucheng: "Then where do you want to live? Lina said, this is your last property in Shanghai."

As if he heard something funny, Zhuo Huan looked at him steadily, his clear eyes were gradually stained with a pulsating color, he sneered, and simply propped his hands on the marble table in the hallway, looking down at him. Cheng: "You just like to pretend, don't you understand, Fucheng."

Pursing his lips, Fucheng did not answer.

Zhuo Huan stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "I live in your house."

After a long silence, he finally said: “UAAG employees have employee dormitories. I didn’t live because I have a house nearby, so I didn’t live in it. I visited the apartment where Joseph and Su Fei lived, and it was in very good condition. If you call Lina, I think she can arrange it tonight."

Zhuo Huan: "You are so noisy."

Fucheng raised his eyes to look at him.

Zhuo Huan lowered his head and kissed this noisy lips.

There are four suitcases at the foot. In the empty and bright house, only the water of kisses rang softly. The man no longer sat on the marble table, he stood up, pressed Fucheng against the wall and kissed.

"I won't come again, I should fuck you here once..." Zhuo Huan laughed softly.

Fucheng avoided his kiss, his red eyes panted: "I didn't buy a condom."

Zhuo Huan bit his lip: "Then don't wear a condom, let me be in you last time."

Fucheng pushed him away.

Zhuo Huan looked at him and laughed.

Ten minutes later, Fucheng called a car.

Although he said that he would let a man live in an apartment, Fucheng still said nothing and led him to his door. Opening the door with the key, Fucheng opened the shoe cabinet and brought a pair of clean slippers to a certain man. When he got up, his eyes saw a family portrait photo on the shelf in the hallway. Fucheng stretched out his hand and buckled the frame down.

"Is that your parents?"

The body was stiff, Fucheng turned around: "No, it's my uncle and aunt."

Zhuo Huan changed his shoes with a casual tone: "Where are they."

Fucheng said indifferently: "He passed away unexpectedly a few years ago."

Zhuo Huan looked up at him, stretched out his arm around the youth's waist, and gently kissed his lips.

The things in the four suitcases are not easy to pack, and it is even more difficult to put them away.

Fucheng: "Why don't you ask Lina to help?"

Zhuo Huan: "Do you want her to know that we are living together?"

Fucheng: "..."

Forget it.

At night, the two finally packed Zhuo Huan's luggage.

The bed in the guest room was not made in Fucheng, as if he had already acquiesced, where this man would sleep.

Zhuo Huan: "Is there a cigarette in your house."

Fucheng found a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and opened it, but there was only one. He said: "I'll go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes."

Ten minutes later, Fucheng opened the door and entered the house with a plastic bag from the convenience store.

When he just opened the door, he saw a man standing by the door, with his hands around his chest, his eyes staring at him deeply. Fucheng paused. He put the plastic bag with the convenience store logo aside and bent over to change his shoes. As soon as he got up, the man's kiss was pressed down.

The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the fragrance of verbena of shampoo, in the narrow entrance, as if to accomplish something that was not done at the door of Dingfu's apartment before, Zhuo Huan sucked the young man's lips vigorously, and put his fingers into his hair.

The two kissed frantically in the hallway.

Before leaving to go to the bedroom, Fucheng pulled the opening of the plastic bag and said dumbly: "I bought it, don't forget to take it."

Zhuo Huan smiled and bit his earlobe: "I really like the way you don't pretend to be stupid..."

Lying on the bed that had been sleeping for more than 20 years, Fucheng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, but couldn't stop the sound overflowing between his teeth.

I used two new condoms in one night.

Originally only used one, but when the two took a bath, Zhuo Huan opened another one.

In the early morning, Fucheng fell asleep deeply. It took too much energy, the doorbell at the door downstairs suddenly rang, and he still didn't wake him up.

A certain man with a nervous breakdown was not so lucky. He frowned for half a minute. When the doorbell rang for the second time, he cursed "fuck" and opened the quilt to open the door.

Five minutes later, Old Joseph, wearing sportswear and running shoes, took the elevator to the door of Fucheng's house. He rang the doorbell and laughed: "Fuck, after a day's rest, let's go for a run again..." The voice stopped abruptly.

Looking at the man standing at the door, looking at him angrily.

Old Joseph was stunned for a long time: "Reid, why are you here?" He glanced at Zhuo Huan, obviously walking up with his gloves, and then he didn't wear any underwear at all, only a pair of pants: "...You don't wear clothes.NS?"

Zhuo Huan sneered, "I like to sleep naked, can't I?"

"Oh, of course. Fu, what are you doing at his house?"

Zhuo Huan smiled: "He? He is still sleeping. Do you want me to wake him up for you?"

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Anxi: I recently felt that I seemed to have been dazzled by the beauty of Fucheng.Blame him, seduce me.

Fu Chengcheng: Please leave my house now!