Slime and Cardboard

54

According to the system display:

The next day, the technical director asked for leave.

On the third day, he asked for leave again.

On the fourth day, he also asked for leave.

55

The president couldn't help calling.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

The little niece came here spontaneously to make suggestions, and the president pressed the smart access control.

The black electronic gate merges towards the middle.

The little niece stood outside the door.

Wronged.

56

After the off-duty time, the president drove straight to the technical director's house.

"Ding-dong-"

"..."

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

"..."

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-"

"..."

For a long time, the door opened slowly when the president thought that there was no one at home.

The president stretched his two-meter-eight legs and stepped in, then turned around and closed the door.He preemptively said solemnly and forcefully, "If you ask for leave for more than three days, you must ask the president for instructions," for fear of causing any unnecessary misunderstanding.

"Boom-"

The technical director fell to the ground.

Wake up does not work.Looking at his pale and sweaty face, the president looked solemn and hugged him horizontally.

Did not hold up.

After all, it is also 1.7 meters five bones and flesh and blood.

The president thought about carrying people on his shoulders, like carrying a bag of rice—although he had never carried rice before.

Probably because this posture was extremely uncomfortable or some organ was touched, the technical director snorted twice, showing signs of awakening consciousness.

The president raised his two-meter-eight legs and quickly crossed the threshold.

"boom--"

The voice was so clear and loud that the president paused for a moment.

The head hanging on the back hit the door frame straight.

The consciousness of the technical director went far again.

57

"The patient had viral pneumonia, caused by prolonged fever. He was hospitalized for observation for a week, and he will seek medical attention next time," the doctor said.

The president nodded and asked, "Why did you faint?"

"Hypoglycemia, fever and haven't eaten much these days? Family members take care of you."

The CEO nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Also, the bruise on the back of the patient's head is quite serious. Pay attention to let him lie on his stomach or side for a few days, so as not to press on the injury."

The president nodded like a schoolboy who made a mistake.

58

The technical director felt a little ashamed, very ashamed, and ashamed to see others.So he deliberately maintained a sleepy state for two or three days.

The ward was a VIP suite on the top floor, quiet and elegant, subverting his understanding of wards.When I woke up, I was here, and the president prescribed it, vaguely saying it was a "work-related injury."He came to sit with his notebook every day during the day, and did not come home until late at work.In the middle, ring the bell to change the medicine, order takeaway, pour water, etc. before and after running.

baffling.

On the fifth day, the CEO, who had not been home for several days, went home for dinner. Before leaving, he stared at the technical director and ate the porridge and side dishes.When he came back, the man fell into sleep again, and never woke up until he left again.The situation of the technical director is actually much better. He deliberately sleeps and sleeps during the day, and he will not be able to sleep at night.When he woke up, the night was already deep, and there was no sound around him.He tried to sit up and took the water glass on the cabinet.

Under the soft white moonlight, he saw a white figure lying beside the bed, with long black hair scattered around, coiled around the pure white sheet like snake feet.

Hallucination?Burglary?Immortal jump?

He took a deep breath and rang the bell with one hand.

Fortunately, it was a VIP suite, and the on-duty nurses and nurses came immediately.As soon as the light was turned on, the person beside the bed tilted his head, his long black hair fell off, revealing half of his face, enough for the technical director to quickly recognize—isn't this the president's little white flower mother, "Sister An"?

"Sir, what do you need?" said the nurse.

"What's the matter, patient?" said the nurse.

Technical director: "That... I... pressed the wrong button, sorry."

Several people had "displeased" written on their faces, they barely rolled their eyes for the sake of VIPs, and filed out.

The technical director took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello?" The person on the other end of the phone was panting heavily, and the state of exercise sounded a little sexy.

The technical director was a little dazed, in the middle of the night, panting, the subwoofer, a set of imaginative images, and the fast-rewinding fever seemed to be sweeping back.

"Your mother, here I am." After he finished speaking, he regretted it. Isn't this the kidnapper's line?

59

23:00

The president opened the door, and the light was on in the living room, where my father sat with his papers on his lap, asleep.

The president went over and patted him: "Dad? Sleep on the bed."

He opened his eyes: "You're back," and looked behind the CEO, "Where's your mother?"

"Sister An isn't home?"

The father and son looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly stood up at the same time.

"broken!"

The two searched all over the house, but they didn't see a third living person.The president's father said that he didn't see anyone after dinner, and thought he went out with the president.

"Dad, you wait at home. In case there is someone else when she comes back, I'll go out and look for it."

00:00

Taking his own home as the origin, the CEO ran all over the neighborhood, but found nothing.

00:30

The president is running fast in a park.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The phone vibrated.

Caller ID: "Sunshine Otaku".

"Hello?" He panted and swiped to the right.

60

The president tried to take Xiao Baihua away, but as soon as he pulled his arm, she dragged the technical director, muttering vaguely.

The CEO went to break it off, but she refused to let go, her voice became louder and clearer: "Ninny, nannie..."

The technical director was lying on his side in an awkward position, and she held his neck tightly and did not let go.

"He's not, let's go home." The president's voice softened, coaxing Xiao Baihua.

Unexpectedly, she reacted even more excitedly. She pressed herself against the technical director's body and clasped his neck tightly.

"It's my daughter! Why do you take me away! Why don't you let me see her! You come to her every day, and you refuse to go home! I'm not allowed to come!"

"Auntie, I'm really not... hiss—" just as the technical director opened his mouth to explain a few words, Xiao Baihua hit the back of his head with one hand while struggling, and it was still very painful.

The president let go of her arm upon hearing the sound.

"Ninny, you've gained weight." She still hugged the back of the technical director's neck, slowly regained her composure, hummed a few words, and fell asleep.

The president gently pushed her hand away, and the technical director handed over a pillow, which she hugged.

The two went to sit on the sofa outside.

"This is your mother?" the technical director asked in a low voice.

"It was hidden in the trunk of my car. When I got home, I found it was gone. When you called, I was looking for it on the street. Thank you."

"Trunk?"

"Well. I saw a piece of SF Express sticking to her skirt just now, and I put a few disassembled express boxes in my trunk."

Convinced, the technical director sighed: "If there is no danger, just find it."

The president called his father and said that he had been found and would bring him back tomorrow.After hanging up the phone, he remembered that the parents who had never seen the technical director came to visit him these days, and he hadn't heard him mention it himself, so he asked, "You...won't you inform your parents?"

The technical director paused and smiled: "No, it's fine."

The president thought that when he went to his house to help him get a change of clothes two days ago, it was already dark, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows faithfully displayed the night lights of high-rise buildings.In the empty room, a mattress in the middle is like an isolated island, looking very lonely.

He also thought that not only had this person's parents never been here, but in fact, no one had been here except himself, not even the technical director's cell phone.

That day, before the technical director fell to the ground, when he saw him for the first time, his expression was a little surprised and a little happy.

"You..." the president hesitated.

The technical director looked at him quietly, waiting for the next step.

The president shook his head and put his coat on him.

61

I thought I'd be fine with a night's sleep.As a result, the next morning, Xiao Baihua stalked the technical director and insisted on taking him home.The president has nothing to do with her.

"You decide." The CEO sighed, and forced Xiao Baihua to be beside him.

The technical director thought for a while and sighed: "All right, I will trouble you for a few days."

He was discharged from the hospital that day, and moved into the bedroom opposite the president at Xiao Baihua's insistence.It can be seen from the pink interior and the photo frame that is placed - it is my sister's room.This is also what Xiaobaihua meant. When I went to another room before, the things were not neatly arranged, so Xiaobaihua started arguing, and asked "why do you want to live in the guest room?"

Maybe I accidentally fit women's clothing?The technical director produced some dangerous images in his mind and successfully made himself sick.

62

The days at the president's house are not much different, they are all resting.For some reason, the technical director always felt chills behind his back, and his eyes followed him like a shadow.

Maybe it's an illusion... ok.

His health has improved a lot, and he is too embarrassed to be served in other people's homes. He can't get up for breakfast, so he has to sit obediently in the dining room on the first floor during lunch time.

On the table were ten exquisite dishes and one soup, and the complexity of the dishes made the technical director gasp.

"Your family has always been like this?" He turned his head and asked the president in a low voice.

The president didn't answer, and gave him a dish with chopsticks.

"What's wrong?" the president asked.

"It's okay, it's too rich, just to sigh." The technical director laughed.

"Dad—" the president winked.

"I asked the cook to do it specially. You are a patient and you need to make up for it. Try it and see if it suits your appetite." The CEO said kindly.

"That's right, we told Zaizai early in the morning~" Xiao Baihua said while poking the plate with her chopsticks.

The technical director looked at the president.

The president looked at Xiao Baihua.

Xiao Baihua eats happily as if no one is around.

"Thank you." The technical director tilted his head and whispered again.

The president shook his head, and gave him a piece of chopsticks that he didn't know what it was, but it looked very sweet.

Or to say that everyone has his own life, the technical director had a nosebleed in the afternoon, which was quite turbulent.So when I saw another table of delicacies at night, the noodles were dish-colored.

After dinner, the four sat in the living room watching TV.Xiaobaihua controls the remote control, and Flantai's youthful pain is ruthless, righteous and unreasonable.

"Do you love her or me! You have to make it clear to me today!"

"I am such a man in your eyes!"

......

Spicy ears.

The president's father plugged in an earphone and listened to the news broadcast, closed his eyes and rested his mind, very skillful.

"Are you busy at work today?" The technical director began to chat awkwardly.

"En." The president replied.

"Is there anything wrong with the technical department?" The technical director persisted.

"No." The president replied.

"Where's the little niece?" The technical director continued his efforts.

"Still." The president replied.

Just as the technical director was about to speak again, Xiao Baihua, who was sitting on the carpet, lay down on the ground and sighed: "Ah! I really want to eat Tilan Shengxue!"

Rolled sideways again, facing the CEO: "Tilan Shengxue! Woo——"

"I'll go buy it." The president stood up.

"I...I'll go too!" The technical director followed suit and stood up.

"Your body?" the CEO asked suspiciously.

"I'm going around, it's getting better quickly!" The technical director patted his chest, not noticing it for a while, so hard that he almost coughed out.

"Yeah~" Little White Flower rolled left and right on the spot.

Opening his eyes, he saw that there were two people missing. The CEO took off his earphones and asked, "An'an, where are they?"

"Buy ice cream~" Xiao Baihua smiled.

The president's father looked at the hanging indoor thermometer: 22°C, silently turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, took out a shawl and covered Xiao Baihua's body.

Xiao Baihua gritted her teeth and shrank back into her shawl.

63

Is Mengniu still in business?Why isn't Tiran San Snow sold everywhere?

The technical director has two doubts from the bottom of his heart.

64

Is the customer's mind still healthy?Why buy ice cream on a cold night in Lidong?

The convenience store owner also has two doubts from the bottom of his heart.

65

The president pulled the technical director into a 24-hour coffee shop, and asked him to sit down in a corner by the window.

Not long after, the president came back with two cups of hot drinks.

The technical director took a sip from the cup.

Warm.Bitterness brings sweetness.

"Hot cocoa?" he wondered.Is the president actually a sweet boy?

"Well," the person opposite also took a sip, "It's too late, coffee can't sleep."

"Aren't you going back?" the technical director asked.

The president shook his head lightly: "If you don't buy it back, Sister An will make a fuss. I'll come back when she falls asleep."

"Then... won't she wait for us all the time?"

"There is my dad."

......

Really cheating.

"Auntie, has it been like this since... that incident?" The technical director hesitated for a moment, but asked anyway.

"After a few days, it will be like this again."

"What was she like before?"

"When I was young, I once got into a fight with a classmate at school and was called a parent. She scolded the other parent to tears. Later, when I went abroad to study, there was no holiday during the Spring Festival. On the night of the New Year's Eve, she secretly came to me without telling anyone. Leave my sister and dad at home. After taking over the company, as long as I work overtime, she will come to deliver supper." After speaking, the president put on a nostalgic smile.

"She...is a very good mother." He tilted his head back and took a sip of hot cocoa.

66

Sure enough, the next day, Xiao Baihua forgot about the Tilan Shengxue that she didn't eat last night.

She is busy with other things.

67

In front of the sink, the technical director picked up the hand sanitizer bottle next to him, pumped a pump, and foamed up his hands, which smelled delicious.After turning on the faucet to rinse it off, he suddenly realized: Isn't this the shampoo I used last night?Turning around, picked up the shampoo, smelled it, and compared the colors.really.

He went to the living room to ask.no one.In the yard outside the transparent glass sliding door, Little White Flower was squatting not far away. In front of her was a small flower pot that had been dug up. She was holding something in her hand. The shape looked familiar.I glanced back at the sofa, coffee table and TV cabinet, and basically concluded that the black cuboid was the remote control.

Xiao Baihua inserted the remote control into the flower pot and began to fill it with soil.The technical director was holding on to the edge of the door, and just about to open it, a hand grabbed his forearm.

Turning around to look - the president's father.He made a silent gesture, led the technical director into the study room, and closed the door.

"Auntie, this is?" the technical director asked in confusion.

The president's father shook his head: "Let her go, everything has been buried, just dig it out in a while. If you want to stop her, you will come up with new tricks later."

"Hand sanitizer in the bathroom upstairs..." said the technical director.

The president's father nodded helplessly: "I'm sorry, the hospitality is not good, I'm laughing at you."

The technical director shook his head: "No, no, no. But, is it really good to let aunt like this?"

The president's father was silent for a moment, and said: "What else can I do? It's good to let it out, so she can feel better. I'm worried about the one who doesn't say anything."

The technical director sighed, thinking that he has slime, so there is nothing to worry about.

68

Before lunch, Xiao Baihua wandered into the kitchen, and the technical director stopped her with sharp eyes.After all, I still want to have a good meal.

"Aunt, can you help me play for a while?" He handed over the mobile phone in the game.

Sure enough, Xiao Baihua was immediately attracted to her attention.

The president's father raised his head from the newspaper and cast admiring glances.

For a whole afternoon, Xiao Baihua held the technical director's mobile phone and never let go.The president's father played chess with him in a good mood, and the technical director was very depressed when he was forced to quit electronic drugs, and he basically never won.

69

At night, the president was handling official business in the room, the technical director thought about it and knocked on the door.

"Come in." The man inside said.

The technical director walks in.

The room is normal, with a dark theme and a high-end and cold style.The president is wearing a dark gray home suit, a complete set, all the buttons are buttoned up carefully.The hair looks like it has been washed recently, half-dried, and looks very tame.He leaned against the edge of the bed, with the notebook on his lap, raised his head, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The technical director suddenly saw this picture of him at home, he was defenseless, he was stunned for a moment, and said: "No, I just want to ask what's new in technology in the past two days."

The president made some room inside and patted the edge of the bed.The technical director is good at what he does.

The notebook was placed on his lap, the president turned to him, and while showing him the content on the screen, he said: "The company is preparing to raise funds recently, technically here..."

The technical director chuckled.

The president noticed his distraction, stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I just think you're kind of..."

"What?" the president asked sincerely.

The technical director thought for a while and found it difficult to express his feelings with an adjective, at least not in his dictionary.

"It's nothing."

It's like a feeling of peace and comfort.

70

At three o'clock in the night, Xiao Baihua tiptoed to the terrace on the second floor, poured herself a glass of red wine, sat on the chaise lounge, wrapped the blanket tightly, and enjoyed the quiet night view of this high-end residential area.She behaved gracefully and gracefully, like a veritable lady.

With both hands on her shoulders, the technical director squatted beside her at some point, looking at her from bottom to top.

"Auntie is still up so late?"

Xiaobaihua hung her arms around his neck, staggered and said, "Ninny~"

"Is there a possibility..." the technical director said without moving.

"囡囡~" Xiao Baihua entangled her with a smile, with a look of reluctance.

"Auntie, you are actually sober most of the time."

Xiao Baihua hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "What are you talking about~"

The technical director sighed: "Why bother, auntie? Whether you admit it or not, I know I'm right. Your reaction is the answer."

Xiao Baihua was silent, her smiling face disappeared, and she returned to her lazy and calm demeanor when there was no one there just now.His arms were also lowered, he wrapped the blanket tightly, and looked into the distance.After a while, she said, "How did you find out?" Her tone was shrewd and restrained, not at all what she looked like in front of people.

The technical director took out his mobile phone and showed her the game score list: "I don't believe in relying on intuition alone to get to this kind of ranking."

"Also, before you realized that I was looking at you in the yard that day, you were just holding the remote control, as if you were waiting for someone to come. Everything you do is for others to see or feel, no Internal chaos, such as dress, it is difficult to maintain such a neatness with a long white dress."

The technical director stood up and looked down at her: "Of course, I just indulged my imagination and made a guess. But I think it should be tiring to keep this state all the time, and I always need to relax, so I have been Wait for you."

Xiao Baihua shook the wine glass, observed his expression, and announced the conclusion: "You are angry." Then asked, "Why?"

The technical director's face was tense and he looked serious: "I don't understand. The president has been worried about you, why did you do this?"

Xiao Baihua took out a goblet, poured a glass of red wine, and handed it to the person opposite.The technical director didn't answer, and looked at her with piercing eyes, insisting silently.

She had no choice but to put the glass of wine on the table, and said: "When my daughter just left, I really collapsed. After a while, I did wake up. Then, I found that my son was about to collapse. He just Holding on to take care of me. As long as I have a bad day, he can't go down."

Taking a sip of her cup, her lips were stained crimson.

"It's absurd to say. It's been three years. I wanted to open up, but my son didn't come out."

"What if he... can't get out?" The technical director hesitated for a while, but still asked.

"Then I'll be a crazy woman for the rest of my life." Xiao Baihua smiled, relieved.

After a while, the technical director picked up the glass of wine on the table, touched Xiao Baihua's, ding——

Then he raised his head and drank it clean.

"My respect," he said.

"It's rare to have the opportunity to talk so much today, so I'll just say a few more words. I should thank you, your appearance made him a lot more cheerful-maybe you don't think it, but you don't know that after Nanna left, he How gloomy the whole person is. So I'm very curious about you, sorry, I'm so nonsense to let you live in, after contacting these few days, I'm very relieved now. I'm very relieved that he has you by his side. "

The technical director poured himself a full glass and drank it down.