Fu Mian has been suffering from insomnia recently.
To put it nicely, it's insomnia, to put it bluntly, it's a mental illness.
Perhaps he still didn't believe that she remembered, and even less that she really liked him, so he became anxious and worried.
Just like Cheng Qi in the first dimension, he would always stare at her in the middle of the night, afraid that she would suddenly disappear.
She actually understands Fu Mian very well.
To be honest, if she hadn't stepped into the black hole, hadn't lost her memory, and hadn't gone through those missions, she probably wouldn't have fallen in love with Fu Mian.
Fu Mian has been with her for so long, but she has never been attracted to him.
Of course Fu Mian wouldn't believe it.
Jun Li couldn't prove it, so she could only let him go.
Not sleeping at night and busy with work during the day, after a while, Fu Mian's mental state was not very good.
Looking at the dark circles on that handsome face, Jun Li really couldn't bear it.
One night, when Fu Mian once again sat beside her bed and looked at her, Jun Li opened her eyes.
In the darkness, she could only see Fu Mian's flickering eyes.
She sighed and threatened: "If you do this again, I'd better go back."
When she said going back, she was naturally referring to that plane.
As soon as he said this, Fu Mian became excited.
He held her down and said seriously, "No, you said you like me."
Jun Li was completely helpless.
She felt guilty towards Fu Mian, but she couldn't ignore him like before.
There was no point in wasting time, so I had to ask him: "Little Ancestor, what do you want to do? Tell me, how do you want me to prove it?"
Fu Mian thought for a while, pinched her face, and coaxed her: "How about you take over the Time and Space Administration again?"
Once she took over again, she couldn't let go.
She had tricked him into taking over the place, but he wouldn't be fooled now.
This way she couldn't leave.
When Junli heard this, she wanted to cheat.
How could she pick up the bag she had just thrown away with such great difficulty?
She estimated that Fu Mian was now more skilled than her.
"don't want."
Fu Mian's tone suddenly dropped.
"You're actually lying to me, aren't you? You don't need to cheer me up because of what happened before. I won't do anything to you if you don't like me. Even if I'm unrequited love, I still..."
"Are you fucking done yet?"
Jun Li really couldn't help it.
She turned over and sat up, starting to take off her clothes.
Fu Mian heard the rustling sound of clothes, and then Jun Li hooked her neck.
Jun Li took the initiative to put her lips on his, her voice vague: "Is this okay? Hurry up and sleep with me, I won't run away, really."
Fu Mian closed his eyes and kissed her devoutly.
His kiss was like spring rain, falling on her body drop by drop.
Jun Li's hand unconsciously rested in front of him, and she didn't forget to laugh at him.
"I remember you weren't very happy when I first met you. Are you happy now?"
"Why don't you speak?"
An hour later, she began to resist. The energy she had used to deliberately tease Fu Mian had long since disappeared, and her voice was hoarse from crying.
"It's proven now, isn't it time to go to bed?"
Fu Mian buried his head in front of her and said, "It's not enough."
After saying this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
His eyes were full of the pride of having succeeded in his evil plan.
This time, she finally belonged to him completely.
He had waited for this day for too long.
Afterwards, the rose bushes, in front of the black hole, where he worked.
All of them became places for him to ask for compensation.
(End of full text)
A message to our readers
Zhikuai was published on May 4th, put on the shelves on August 21st, and finished today, December 28th. Rounding it up, it has been nearly eight months.
During this period, I also received a lot of encouragement from my children.
The performance was not very good at the beginning, but when it reached more than 200,000 words, it was a big comeback, which made the performance look better when it was put on the shelves. All of this is inseparable from each of you who support the authentic version.
Of course, I am not a competent author. The number of words written by the authors who are on the shelves with me has far surpassed me, especially this month, when it is about to be completed, so the updates have been unstable. I understand that you are anxiously waiting for the updates.
But now that it's finished, I still have to say something quietly: I hope some readers can be more considerate of the author when you read other books.
For example, please don't say things like, "The author always writes about this kind of scumbag. Is he often cuckolded in real life?" or "The author must have distorted values to write this kind of article."
It’s actually really hurtful, which is probably why I don’t read the comment section much these days.
Some people may think that some authors are too sensitive, but as a human being, who can guarantee that they are not fragile?
I just wanted to write what I wanted to write, but I was insulted by some readers, and it even escalated to personal attacks on the author. No one would be happy to read that.
Maybe it was just an unintentional remark or a negative review, but when we sit in front of our computers, we will ask our friends, what did we do wrong to make them scold us? Even when we are typing, we will be distracted by those words.
In fact, I am just an ordinary person. I grow flowers and pets in my life and stay at home as a stay-at-home girl. I have not experienced what those people say, such as being often cuckolded. I don’t admit that I have incorrect values. I am not an absolutely good person, but I still have at least three values.
Maybe it’s because I stayed up too late, I don’t know what I’m saying now, but I have expressed everything I wanted to express.
You don’t have to love, but you don’t have to hurt.
To all the readers who have supported me and never given up on me because of my poor updates, thank you.
After that, if you are interested, you can check out my new book and search for my pen name.
——Zhishu pear blossom
December 28, 5:04 AM
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