Chapter 104 Who is controlling me?
Seeing Xu Zeqing didn't react, Lu Fuchuan emphasized: "In this whole room, you can only chase that one."
Xu Ze listened to the hidden meaning in his words and saw that he cared about Ruan Xingyue.
Do you think he's innocent, fun, and awkward?
But I was annoyed by his arrogant tone and attitude, so I deliberately challenged him: "It's my freedom to decide who to pursue."
Lu Fuchuan was taller than him. Upon hearing this, he dropped the lettuce and raised his hand to put his arm around his shoulder: "That Mr. Xu only wants children, not men. The one with the silliest smile has a very fierce boyfriend. You can only pursue that instant noodle-haired beauty. Don't say I didn't warn you."
Xu Zeqing frowned slightly and seriously corrected him: "That's not called instant noodle hair, it has a professional name, called spiral perm, which is most suitable for girls with personality and lively temperament."
Lu Fuchuan didn't have the patience to understand all this: "Miss Ji is quite lively, she's a perfect match for you."
Xu Zeqing liked what he heard and dodged his hand without leaving a trace: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Lu Fuchuan was satisfied with his understanding of the situation: "Don't worry, I can help you."
Xu Zeqing raised an eyebrow: "How can I help?"
"The Ji family has some money, you can spend more money."
Xu Zeqing suddenly thought that the young master next to him was a walking mountain of gold, silver and oil.
"Master Lu, do you have any idea of investing in a new media company?"
When talking about work, Xu Zeqing talked freely.
Lu Fuchuan, who had just finished a physics test, was annoyed by his lengthy investment talk. He took his phone and left a contact number: "Go find this person. All my money is with him."
As he was speaking, the cell phone in Lu Fuchuan's pocket rang. He glanced at the caller and walked towards the audio-visual room with the phone in his hand.
When Ruan Xingyue came back, she saw that the lettuce was still on the stove, but the person had disappeared.
The three words "Lu Fuchuan" were squeezed out from between her teeth.
Xu Zeqing hurriedly explained for him: "He went inside to answer a phone call. It seemed urgent."
Ruan Xingyue raised her eyebrows. He ate and slept all day, and slept and ate again. What urgent matter could there be?
Driven by the anger of being ignored, she turned around and went to the audio-visual room to find Lu Fuchuan.
This guy never has the habit of closing the door, so the door is half open.
As soon as Ruan Xingyue walked to the door, she could hear him talking on the phone.
"Are you saying that there is indeed something wrong with Ruan Xingmian's identity?"
I don't know what was said on the other end.
Lu Fuchuan snorted, "Has someone taken over someone else's body? I think you've read too many novels. Lin Youpeng, keep investigating. She's so different now. Look for amnesia or split personality. She must have been stimulated by something..."
The door was pushed open from the outside. Lu Fuchuan, who had been sitting with his legs crossed the previous second, reflexively lowered his legs. He sat down leisurely, hung up the phone, and looked at Ruan Xingyue with a little nervousness.
"If you want to know anything, you can ask me."
Ruan Xingyue closed the door, took two steps closer, and looked down at his face with eyebrows like sharp swords and eyes like stars.
Lu Fuchuan was stubborn and even more stubborn: "I like to check it myself."
Ruan Xingyue took another step closer: "She is my sister, my biological sister, not the one who was with Lu Tian."
Lu Fuchuan sat up straight, facing Ruan Xingyue, his elbows resting on his knees, and looked up: "Kidnapping, exchanging real for fake?"
"Gu Xing and I didn't intend to keep it a secret from you for too long, it's just that you are..." She looked him up and down, finally stopping at the face that made her soften her heart and give in.
Putting aside this face, she would never like this kind of arrogant kid.
She paused halfway, and Lu Fuchuan stood up in a hurry. He was only wearing a white short-sleeved school uniform with a stand-up collar. When he rushed over, even in the childish school uniform, Ruan Xingyue still felt the pressure from an adult's body.
"You only tell half the truth. What's wrong with me? I'm ridiculously perfect!"
He tried to mask his nervousness with exaggerated narcissism.
Ruan Xingyue wanted to take off his glasses and take another look at the little mole: "You are too self-willed. No one can control you."
Lu Fuchuan's face turned completely sour, and he turned his head away: "It depends on who I am willing to take care of."
Ruan Xingyue raised her eyebrows: "So, whoever you want to take care of it, I'll ask her to take care of it."
Lu Fuchuan turned around, anger dancing between his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes: "Ruan Xingyue, aren't you very smart? Can't you see? Who is controlling me so tightly! I'm already twenty years old, and I have to sit at the same table with seventeen or eighteen-year-olds! From seven in the morning to eleven at night, with endless tests to do and homework to hand in! I'm so busy that I don't even have time to go online! I haven't updated my novel for a week! If I don't update any more, all my fans will run away!"
After Lu Fuchuan finished speaking, he subconsciously took a step back. Damn, he accidentally blew himself up.
Ruan Xingyue crossed her arms as she watched him frantically, nodding in surprise. "Young Master Lu has quite a few identities. From what I understand, you've used half of your earnings over the past few years to buy oil fields, some to buy gold, and some to invest globally. And that's not enough. You also want to earn money from your online novels."
Lu Fuchuan snorted: "It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, it's purely for love."
Ruan Xingyue suddenly took a step closer, scaring Lu Fuchuan so much that he dodged.
She staggered and sat on the sofa, "Come here and squat down."
Lu Fuchuan moved away, he was unwilling.
Ruan Xingyue looked up at him: "Aren't you the only one who's in charge? Is this instruction difficult?"
"I don't want it." Lu Fuchuan's face was full of rejection.
Ruan Xingyue stood up: "Then I don't need to share the truth with you."
A hand pressed down on her shoulder and Ruan Xingyue was pushed back onto the sofa. The worn red rope on her wrist could be seen.
It was his fourteenth birthday, and he ran to her classroom excitedly: "Ruan Xingyue, today is my birthday, give me a gift."
Seventeen-year-old Ruan Xingyue couldn't bring anything on her body that could be used as a gift.
The brat went straight ahead and pulled off the red cloth rope that was used to protect her wrist.
The last time she saw this red rope she had been wearing for six years.
The pilling and fuzzing make it look old, and there are traces of sewing at the joints.
"You sit back down and I'll squat down."
He squatted at Ruan Xingyue's feet like a big potato.
Although he was obedient in his actions, his face was reluctant, with dissatisfaction and a hint of humiliation between his eyebrows.
Lu Fuchuan suddenly laughed at himself: "If I hold my head, it will look like I am in prison."
He felt that was when he looked least handsome and didn't want Ruan Xingyue to see it.
There was silence in the audio-visual room for a few seconds.
Ruan Xingyue, whose body was slightly stiff, suddenly moved, and unexpectedly slid off the sofa and into Lu Fuchuan's arms.
The latter was caught off guard and fell on the carpet. He supported himself on the ground with one hand and held the other with the other hand to steady both of their bodies so that they would not fall on the carpet.
The moment his palms held the warm shoulders, Lu Fuchuan's mind went blank.
Only a string of pretentious words were left behind - she bumped into my chest like a little deer.
(At the same time, I was distracted and wrote it down to be included in the novel later.)
Happiness came too suddenly. Lu Fuchuan remained stiffly in this uncomfortable posture, only daring to hold the person in his arms lightly.
Not long after, Ruan Xingyue got up from his arms and sat back.
Lu Fuchuan looked at his suddenly empty arms, his eyes filled with nostalgia and disbelief.
Sure enough, happiness is always short-lived.
She patted the seat next to her and said, "I didn't mean to humiliate you just now. I just wanted to know if I could control you."
Ruan Xingyue stared at him, the moisture in her eyes clearly visible.
Lu Fuchuan forgot to breathe for a moment. She was in my arms just now. Was she sad for me?
"What I'm going to tell you next may be beyond your imagination."
Lu Fuchuan didn't get up to sit on the sofa, but sat down on the carpet, right next to the sofa.
Move to the side little by little without leaving any trace.
“Remember the farmer hypothesis?”
Lu Fuchuan's arm successfully touched Ruan Xingyue's calf. He nodded absentmindedly, "Remember."
Ruan Xingyue glanced at his serious profile and continued, "If the world is the creation of the 'farmer,' then humans are like captive individuals, living within pre-set rules, with sunrise and sunset, the changing seasons, and reproduction. And the 'farmer' holds the final say."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Ruan Xingyue moved her knee and touched his arm.
Lu Fuchuan's heart suddenly leaped, his mind distracted. "We've discussed this before. If there are advanced civilizations in the universe, our scientific system might just be a haphazardly set 'target' or 'feeding pattern'."
He pressed himself against the other's calf while talking.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth that he couldn't hide.
Ruan Xingyue could no longer tolerate his multitasking, so she reached out and pinched his chin, forcing the two to look at each other.
Through the glass of glasses, the light in the pupils illuminates each other.
The two of them simultaneously recalled the kiss that had come suddenly and then abruptly ended.
That was his first kiss.
Lu Fuchuan's heart beat uncontrollably into his throat.
It seemed as if he would jump into Ruan Xingyue's arms on his own initiative in the next second and give her his whole heart.
Ruan Xingyue stared at his peach blossom eyes beneath his glasses and deliberately lowered her voice: "Advanced civilizations really exist. We can call them—world systems."
The peach blossom eyes suddenly approached, and the glasses hit the tip of Ruan Xingyue's nose.
A warm breath pressed down, completely obscuring my vision.
There was a light yet rough kiss at the corner of his mouth.
Ruan Xingyue slowly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again, without a trace of emotion in her eyes, and raised her hand to slap him.
Because he didn't use much strength, Lu Fuchuan didn't feel any pain. His eyes looked at the projector screen opposite, and he showed a smug smile.
hey-hey.
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