On the fifth day of Carl's return, the spack family was completely in his hands.

In these five days, with the help of Fu Siyu's strength, Carl firmly held the top of the spack family in his hands with a strong posture, or coercion, or inducement.

Although some methods are not glorious, at least now there is no voice against him in the spack family.

"Congratulations!"

Fu Siyu came to the French window with red wine.

Carl looked back from the window, then turned back and looked at the wine cup handed by Fu Siyu. He took it, and then gently touched Fu Siyu's cup.

"Thank you!"

Carl finished and directly drank the red wine in the glass. His series of actions were very similar to the way of drinking beer in a large stall.

Fu Siyu picked his eyebrows and said with some laughter, "where did you learn it?"

The spack family was also aristocratic, and he remembered that Carl used to pay great attention to etiquette.

Carl played with an empty glass in his hand and said faintly, "the night market across the street downstairs of your apartment."

Fu Siyu was even more surprised, "what kind of place will you go?"

He naturally knew that Carl was talking about the apartment where he was a teacher in city A. if he remembered correctly, the street was full of stalls or barbecue stalls.

When Carl first arrived in city a, he once said that the place was a garbage dump. He would never go to that place in his life.

Thinking of this, the smile on Fu Siyu's face was somewhat narrow, but most of his eyes were spoiled.

Carl avoided Fu Siyu's sight. His eyes dropped slightly and said, "well, I've been there several times..."

The first time he went, he found that Fu Siyu was very interested in yexuanchen.

Later, I went more often

Fu Yu looked at me and said, "it's sad for Carl to do something."

This tone seemed to be apologizing and regretting what he had done to Carl.

"Ah..." Carl didn't push Fu Siyu away and sneered, "Fu Siyu, you are really cruel."

He knows everything, but he is so ruthless to him every time.

Thinking of this, Carl laughed at himself. He was not important to Fu Siyu. Why should he encourage his feelings?

"Really? That's more cruel than you've ever seen. " Fu Siyu smiled and a touch of hostility flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

Carl couldn't see Fu Siyu's face. He just said calmly, "maybe..."

Listening to the indifference and indifference in his tone, Fu Siyu was slightly stunned, then picked his eyebrow and said, "what's the matter? Are you going to stop your infatuation for me and start a new life? "

Carl's body is stiff. Is he too obvious? Or does Fu Siyu know him too well?

But none of that mattered. Carl smiled and shook the empty glass in his hand.

"As you said, I said I would never go to that garbage place, but that's because I didn't try."

Fu Siyu: "so?"

Carl smiled: "it feels good to try something you didn't like..."

Fu Siyu hooked his lips: "then what?"

Carl looked at Fu Siyu and said after a long time, "it shouldn't be difficult to try to forget what you like, right?"