Chapter 25: Resurrection is Basic Practice; Not Eating for Several Days...
"Can I still eat my cake?" Fu Yanli asked.
"It's been four days, so it's probably not possible."
See? He told me that Fu Yanli would definitely come back for cake.
"Would you like some cream puffs? I'll buy a box."
"Eat, eat!"
Fu Yanli now speaks with a lazy air about him. He sits on the bed, casually cross-legged, not worried about being punished at all. "Why did you suddenly decide to give me cream puffs today?"
“No reason,” Xu Wenci said. “I just want to eat it.”
[Eating cream puffs? Is this how you awkwardly start a relationship? [winking][puzzled][speechless]]
Fu Yanli: I don't think so. Isn't it normal to eat something when you're hungry?
[Aren't you angry? [Confused] The seme didn't tell him the plan, and even made him live in fear for three days. The seme's father even threatened him!!!]
"What???" Fu Yanli jumped up. "My dad is looking for you?"
Seeing the comments on the screen, Xu Wenci, who was considering whether to use them as a reason to make trouble for Fu Yanli, was startled. "Didn't you expect that?"
“Unexpected,” Fu Yanli said.
“You couldn’t have predicted that he would want you dead.” Xu Wenci suspected that Fu Yanli had wasted the last twenty-odd years of his life.
"I really don't know."
"..."
“I thought he just wanted to kick me off the board.”
"..."
Xu Wenci remained silent once again.
What are they talking about? And why are they getting closer and closer? [doge][doge][doge]
I think it's because the two of them have started to feel sorry for each other...
Xu Wenci: Please don't spread rumors, thank you.
Fu Yanli really couldn't understand why his own father wanted to kill his own son.
Although he certainly didn't treat this father as his own father.
However, since there is still a blood relationship, they can maintain peace on the surface, but even if they are secretly drifting apart, they cannot openly break off relations and stab each other in the back.
"What was his attitude like at the time?" Fu Yanli took a few steps back, feeling a little dizzy. He leaned against the wall and shook his head.
“Of course he wishes you were dead,” Xu Wenci sighed. “His attitude towards you is no different from that towards an enemy.”
Fu Yanli nodded. Indeed, robbing Fu Rongzhen of her livelihood was no different from being an enemy.
"I'll eat a couple of bites first. I'm a little dizzy. You talk, and I'll listen." Fu Yanli waved his hand.
Upon hearing this, Xu Wenci realized that he was also feeling a little dizzy.
I haven't eaten in a long time.
"You wouldn't..." Xu Wenci looked Fu Yanli up and down with suspicion, his clothes tattered and torn. "You haven't eaten anything for the past few days, have you?"
"Mm." Fu Yanli nodded vigorously, trying to awaken Xu Wenci's rare tenderness for him.
But Fu Yanli was wrong; Xu Wenci didn't have that thing for him.
Xu Wenci silently muttered to himself: "He's got a really good life."
If he didn't die from suicide, fine; but he won't starve to death either.
“I know where my script is.” Fu Yanli said, unusually speaking about something serious while he was engrossed in eating his noodles.
"..."
Xu Wenci clenched his fist, then relaxed it.
"Where?"
"In my dad's study."
"How do you know these things?" Xu Wenci frowned. Did he suddenly realize these things after his suicide?
It's all complete fabrication.
Fu Yanli has come back to life, so the script should have appeared at the initial location.
However, the initial location will only be related to Fu Yanli.
"Of course it's because I guessed." Fu Yanli tilted his head back, raised an eyebrow at Xu Wenci, and said in a cool manner, "Isn't this the most likely possibility?"
There is a telephone.
Xu Wenci glanced at his phone screen and turned it off.
Why is that weirdo Xu Rongzhen calling him again?
It must be because of Fu Yanli's resurrection.
But how could he possibly know?
Shouldn't we ask that damned novelist how this fantastical thing was arranged?
The plot is now a mess, and the script has changed.
He didn't know what to do.
“My script has changed,” Xu Wenci confessed. “So you also have to find your script so that we can escape those terrible endings.”
"What's the ending?" Fu Yanli asked slowly after slurping up the last mouthful of noodles.
"We both died together."
Are you satisfied now?
Xu Wenci truly believed that Fu Yanli had traded his brains for a chance to be brought back to life.
If someone else were the protagonist, this other protagonist would definitely not side with that damned old man.
Wow, the seme's eyes seem a little excited [frowning][frowning][frowning]
[It's creepy, feels like a horror movie [shivering]]
[This feels different from the previous style... Could the seme be a male ghost seeking revenge? [fright][scream][run away]]
"They died together?"
Fu Yanli opened his mouth wide in an exaggerated expression.
However, Xu Wenci keenly noticed the unusual glint in Fu Yanli's eyes.
He had never seen that kind of emotion in Fu Yanli's eyes before.
It wasn't excitement, nor was it sadness.
"Do you dare come with me to the study to steal the script?"
Fu Yanli stood up and extended his hand in invitation.
ill.
Xu Wenci's evaluation.
How come he never noticed before that Fu Yanli, a simpleton, could be so incredibly reckless at times?
"all right."
Xu Wenci still reached out his hand and agreed to Fu Yanli's request.
Perhaps he should completely sever ties with a two-faced scoundrel like Fu Rongzhen.
Why don't we give Fu Rongzhen a big surprise first?
"By the way, why has Grandpa Qiao been saying he wants to see you lately?"
Xu Wenci blinked innocently.
“However, I already turned him down for you! He’s not a good person…” Fu Yanli continued eating his noodles with his head down, seemingly just casually bringing up the topic.
Xu Wenci also lowered his head.
Old Master Qiao...
They seem to be in a hurry!
Did he, like Fu Rongzhen, hear about Fu Yanli's resurrection?
If resurrection from the dead were possible, he hoped that such a miracle would never happen to him.
If a person who is heartbroken musters the courage to die but cannot achieve their wish, every second of their life afterward will be filled with endless suffering.
As a child, he dreamed of being resurrected, so that no matter what dangers he might encounter, he would always be protected.
But that was before.
What does it feel like to be brought back to life?
Xu Wenci murmured.
Will it hurt a lot?
Still no feeling?
Will the skin itch when it grows back?
"You absolutely mustn't try this!" Fu Yanli immediately stopped him. "It hurts a lot. The recovery process is quick, but it's not as painful as taking painkillers. You'll pass out from the pain."
Actually, painkillers don't work either.
Xu Wenci: "Of course I won't try, I'm not stupid."
Fu Yanli smiled: Oh.
"Speaking of which...did you take painkillers on the day you attempted suicide?" Xu Wenci tilted his head and asked.
Fu Yanli: "No..."
Xu Wenci gave him a thumbs up, then looked Fu Yanli over. Seeing that Fu Yanli was unharmed, even he, who rarely showed any emotion, couldn't help but sigh, "Now that news of your danger hasn't been spread, are you sure there aren't a lot of people watching you outside the villa?"
“Then I’ll go out,” Fu Yanli sat back in his chair, leaning back casually. “Wouldn’t that just confirm the news?”
"What exactly have you been doing these past three days?"
"I just had a dream. In reality, everything was handled by my subordinates," Fu Yanli said, crossing his legs and chuckling. "After all, professional matters should be left to professionals."
"You know you can come back to life?"
After much back and forth, Xu Wenci finally asked the question he wanted to ask.
Fu Yanli: "It's written in my code of conduct, but I've never tried it."
He could lie without batting an eye, and Fu Yanli gave himself a mental thumbs up. Wow, his fabrication skills had improved.
The next instant, he felt his head go heavy again and he fainted.
Xu Wenci rolled his eyes. This is what happens when you lie without thinking.
Naturally, there are domineering CEOs who follow the code of chivalry and offer help.
Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I fed the snake.
The little black snake needs to shed its skin, so it won't need to be fed anymore.
Xu Wenci had a wicked idea. After feeding the baby mice to the yellow snake, he smiled slightly and placed the feeding box for the baby mice on the table in front of Fu Yanli.
After making sure the box wouldn't break or be knocked over so the baby mice wouldn't escape, he quietly waited for Fu Yanli to wake up.
Let's give Fu Yanli a big surprise first.
hey-hey.
The phone on the tank vibrated, and the little snake sensed danger, curled up, and hid in a corner.
Xu Wenci soothingly handed the little snake a baby mouse. The snake, which was playfully pawing at the ground, stretched out its body and bit it...
It bit its own tail.
Forehead……
Suppressing a laugh, Xu Wenci shook the baby mouse in the trap, and the little snake released its tail and bit its food.
After feeding the little snake, Xu Wenci slowly checked the messages.
[Master, the person I wanted to curse is dead. Could it be because this cufflink was a curse...?]
[Master, he hasn't shown up for several days. I heard from his father that he's completely dead... [fear][fear][fear]]
Master, I only cursed him with bad luck in his daily life, I didn't kill him [crying][crying][crying]
I hadn't checked my messages in a long time, and when I opened my alternate account, a flood of messages came at once.
All of them were posted by Yi Pei.
At first, Yi Pei was very flustered, but later, he didn't know how he could tell that the person was not dead, so he started asking questions normally.
Xu Wenci squinted, and his amber pupils turned into a light honey color when the light in front of him shone. In the blink of an eye, strands of honey fell into the honey pot.
He initially thought that Yi Pei might be able to see the bullet comments and had also received the script, just like them, but now it seems that it's more than that.
Perhaps there is something more powerful within Yi Pei, guiding him to do strange things, or things that contradict his own thoughts.
We must test the existence within Yi Pei that is even more powerful than their script and bullet comments.
As for Fu Yanli, it's questionable whether he can act alone.
Moreover, this person has unconventional ideas and is not very intelligent.
Forget it.
He can test it out by himself.
Xu Wenci replied:
It will probably appear this afternoon.
[Master, your predictions are always very accurate, and you're quite famous in the field. I'll transfer the money to you first.]
This was followed by a red envelope containing 5,000 yuan.
Xu Wenci did not accept it.
There was no reply.
He no longer needed to use this identity to communicate with Yi Pei.
After that, it will be more convenient to write under the identity of Xu Wenci.
He opened the notebook.
He should go see his grandmother.
It's time to tear off the mask of civility.
There's no need for him to maintain his innocent, naive image anymore.
His persona, his personality, his cowardice—he no longer needs to pretend.
“Xu Wenci, there is a piece of paper in the inkstone I gave you.”
Fu Yanli woke up at some point and interrupted Xu Wenci's thoughts in a low voice.
Perhaps still feeling a little dizzy, he propped his head up and pretended to doze off.
What was written on that piece of paper?
Xu Wenci's heart skipped a beat. Just as he came to his senses, he was startled by Fu Yanli's words. His heart pounded, and he had a feeling that something had suddenly slipped out of his control.
Or rather, from the very beginning, that thing was not under his control.
"You'll understand once you see it."
Fu Yanli said.
This answer only deepened Xu Wenci's panic. What was going on? Fu Yanli's sudden seriousness was truly startling.
In the days following Fu Yanli's death, he might have been hiding in this villa, perhaps in some corner, slowly listening to his arguments with Fu Rongzhen, and watching him squatting in the refrigerator every day to check if the cakes had gone bad.
Like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
Because he wasn't hungry, he hid in a corner where ordinary people couldn't see him, scouting for every prey that passed by. Sometimes, when he found a satisfactory prey, he would silently follow behind it, waiting for the right moment to strangle the unsuspecting prey.
Author's note: While I was getting an IV drip, I suddenly realized something: perhaps the dominant partner's feelings for the submissive partner aren't as obvious.
But I think it's really obvious that the seme climbed out of the coffin this time because he heard the uke wasn't eating and rushed over to persuade him. [Crack]
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