[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

Eduardo and Chris sit side by side on a park bench.

Both of them were holding paper cups full of coffee, but they felt a little relatively speechless to each other.

Chris is naturally calm, eloquent, and always clear-headed. The more he is under pressure, the more calm he is.

He always knows what to do on what occasion, so he is a well-deserved spokesperson for Facebook to fight his way through the siege of media reporters.

In this regard, Mark can't.

He is too aggressive, too sharp to the outside world, too poisonous, too dismissive, and too self-centered;

Another buddy, Dustin, couldn't do either.

Even though he is lively, optimistic, and kind-hearted like a little angel, when faced with malice from the outside world, he will make some common problems of nerds, nervous and flustered and unable to speak.

As for Eduardo, he is even worse.

Although he doesn't have the social phobia of ordinary nerds, he is too emotional, too easy to open those big Bambi-like eyes, and let himself fall into a weird situation where he can't understand the situation at all.

Just like in that lawsuit, Mark had stabbed him with a hole in the face, and when the blood was dripping, he was still foolishly saying 'I'm your friend, Mark, I'm your only friend'.

Is this what an adult, the chief CFO of a company, or a shopping mall elite should say?

Chris had overheard him talking about Mark more than once when he and Mark were on their 'honeymoon'.

In a very soft and cute tone, he praised Mark, saying that he is a genius, a genius with the cutest innocent face and innocent soul.

Who is naive?

Eduardo, are you blind?

At that time, Chris couldn't help muttering in his heart: "How on earth did he see the innocence from Mark's contemptuous face full of 'you are all hot chickens'? Can you see his 'innocent soul' in the sharp and mean language than a poisonous snake spraying venom?"

Obviously, this can probably be classified as a worldwide problem.

As early as that time, Chris had predicted: "Wait, the innocent soul will make you suffer sooner or later."

But at the time, he didn't expect it to be so serious.

And now, because of his own blindness, a certain person unfortunately bumped into a wall and his head was bleeding.

Chris, however, has long since lost the gloating mood that he secretly wanted to watch the excitement, and only felt tired and endlessly sad.

"I thought you had left America, Waldo."

After thinking for a long time, he gave up the idea of ​​apologizing and said it as calmly as possible.

After all, from the standpoint of those with vested interests, apologizing or something...

It's almost like a double stabbing, and a sarcastic talk that doesn't hurt your back while standing up.

Eduardo seemed a little nervous.

His bony and beautiful fingers slowly stroked the paper cup containing the coffee, as if this would give him more courage to face the reality, he smiled reluctantly, and said: "Maybe I will leave after a while."

Chris didn't know what to say.

He even began to regret why he chased after Eduardo just now, maybe it would be better to pretend that they didn't see each other?

But Eduardo is Eduardo after all.

He may hate Mark, but he will not anger others at all. When he realized that the atmosphere was embarrassing, he tried to find a topic, and he turned his head and smiled at Chris, his big eyes were still soft, and his voice was not intimidating. He asked softly, "Well... are you all okay, Chris? Is Dustin okay?"

No, we are not bad at all!

We're being driven crazy by that psychotic Mark!

Chris screamed inwardly.

He thought back to the period after the lawsuit ended...

Mark walks into the office every day, like an eagle patrolling the prairie, checks every chair, and makes sure that a poor Facebook programmer is firmly "growing" on the chair, and is still in a state of non-stop "production" before he is satisfied .

Then, he would throw off his slippers, lie on the blanket in his office, and start writing code frantically at his Apple iBook notebook with a blank face.

Use instant messaging software when you need to contact people occasionally.

At one point, he texted Dustin saying: 'Pass me the pen that's next to you'.

At this time, the distance between Dustin and him was not even 1.5 meters.

He doesn't eat, drink, talk or laugh, like a robot.

No, he's a robot.

The entire company is shrouded in thick clouds every day, and everyone is shivering under the lightning bolt of 'Thor' Mark.

In the depths of his heart, Chris frantically swiped the screen and complained, full of grief and indignation, as if he wanted to strangle Mark, a hateful capitalist, to death in the next moment.

But the next moment, facing Eduardo's beautiful big eyes of Bambi, he still smiled awkwardly, and just said: "It's okay."

"That's good."

Eduardo pursed his lips and smiled, seemingly relieved.

The atmosphere between the two became awkward again.

This time Eduardo didn't know what to talk about. After he was expelled from Facebook, he was no longer fit to talk about business affairs, but private matters... For friends who have already made such a fuss and almost broke up, how can they be like before? Share everything like that?

Just when they were both a little bit at a loss and embarrassed by the scene, Chris' cell phone rang crazily.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

In the bottom of his heart, Chris couldn't be more grateful to the caller.

He didn't even look at who it was, so he pressed the answer button, and Dustin's panicked shout came from the other side of the phone: "Chris, where are you? Come back quickly! Come back quickly! Something happened."

"What happened?" Chris frowned and asked, "Calm down, what happened?"

"Mark...Mark had a car accident." Dustin choked up in tears.

Mark lying weak on a hospital bed

Layers of white bandages were wrapped around his head, and the curly hair was temporarily cut off because of the wound. The doctor probably didn't consider the aesthetic factor, and the cut was similar to that of a dog.

Besides, his face was white and his breath was dying, as if he would die in the next moment.

But I have to say that when he was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, he really had the feeling of innocence as Eduardo said.

At this time, Eduardo and Chris rushed to the hospital.

They couldn't even wait for the elevator, so they climbed five floors along the stairs.

Compared with Chris's calmness, Eduardo's expression is not at all like the anger and anxiety of "I can't wait for Mark to die" in the previous lawsuit. Instead, his eyes are red, and he is about to cry in anxiety.

So much so that under such a tense situation, Chris couldn't help but look at him several times, and secretly scolded Mark in his heart for being lucky to have such a good friend.

When he bumped into the attending doctor, Eduardo was the first to rush up to ask how Mark was doing.

However, the doctor told them very wordlessly that 'except for the skin trauma caused by hitting the tree, the reason why the patient was lying there was because he fell asleep. '

He began to ramble: "Now you are relying on your youth and not taking your body seriously. When something really happens, sooner or later you will regret it, now you are desperately making money, and when you are old , all have to spend money to buy their lives."

"Falling asleep..." Eduardo muttered to himself, as if he only heard this sentence.

Chris is also devastated: Fuck just fell asleep, Dustin, you bastard, are you going to yell like he's dead?

The doctor muttered a few more words, and left in a hurry.

Only two people were left looking at each other.

After a while, Eduardo stammered even more embarrassingly: "Uh, since, since it's okay, I'll go back first."

His face is really ugly.

Chris totally understands.

He was just kicked out of the company by Mark, but now he came to the hospital stupidly, and visited his worrying 'enemy' anxiously, only to find that he was just asleep...

So sad.

Chris felt that if he was Eduardo, at this moment, he probably wished that a big hole would be opened in the ground immediately, and let himself jump in.

"Oh, please be careful." Chris, who is eloquent, said dryly.

He no longer knew what he was talking about.

Eduardo managed to keep his composure.

He nodded slightly, put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, pretended to be nonchalant, turned and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator door just reached this floor, and the door opened.

Eduardo pressed the down button, distracted, and politely wanted to wait for everyone inside to get down before going in.

The people in the elevator did all rush out.

Countless microphones were poking into his mouth, and there was the sound of taking pictures, and the flash made it almost impossible to keep his eyes open.

"Mr. Saverin, are you here to visit Mr. Mark Zuckerberg?"

"I heard that Mr. Zuckerberg was hospitalized in a car accident and his life is hanging by a thread. Is this true?"

"Didn't you break off your friendship? Why did you appear in the hospital again? Is there another major change within Facebook?"

"Mr. Saverin, did you come to the hospital to see Mark for the last time? Are you willing to reunite with him before he dies?"

"Mr. Saverin, please answer our questions."

"Mr. Saverin, Mr. Saverin..."

Eduardo was dumbfounded.

The media reporters rushed forward frantically with expressions of 'caught a big fish' and surrounded him layer by layer.

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