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"Goodbye brother."

Although Shen Cheng no longer said the farewell words as required, Zhile still sent him to the door every day, Xinxin watched Shen Cheng leave home and go to work.

Shen Cheng turned his head occasionally and saw Zhi Le standing there until his figure completely disappeared.

In the evening, as soon as he entered the garden, Zhile was already waiting there, as if he had never left, and happily ran over: "Brother, you are back."

dinner.comminicate.watch TV.Each "works".

The night was dark, Shen Cheng raised his head from the heavy work, got up, picked up Zhile who was sleeping on the sofa, his posture became more and more proficient, he hugged Zhile, Zhile leaned against his chest, and was transported back to the bedroom after sleeping.

The next day, the two had breakfast together, and Zhile sent Shen Cheng out...

The days are gradually taking shape day by day.

Zhile would occasionally go to the door, across a wall, or look around the door a few times, with a little curiosity in his eyes.To him, the outside world is certainly full of attraction, but relatively, there are also barriers, which are more fear and anxiety.Compared to the outside, the Shen family's castle is safer.

Staying alone in such a large courtyard, isn't it lonely, isn't it lonely?

Occasionally Chile would feel dazed and bored, not knowing what to do.This is the loneliness he understands.But his grandfather told him several times that everyone is born lonely, and most people in this world live in loneliness.Ordinary people are like this, and Zhile is destined to encounter more and greater loneliness than ordinary people. Unless he is lucky enough, no one will patiently accompany him forever.

"Don't be afraid. Accept it and it won't be so unbearable."

Zhile has been used to accepting this feeling since she was very young: when all her peers go to school, when grandpa goes to work, when everyone is busy... Zhile learned to stay alone in the small In a small home, play with yourself.

Besides, grandpa will come back.With such anticipation and hope, the time alone will not be so sad.

It used to be grandpa, but now it's Shen Cheng.

The only difficult thing is that here, there is no one to talk to. Sister Liu and the others do their duty, but because of Zhile itself and various other reasons, they don't stay with her all the time and communicate closely with her.

Zhile likes to talk a lot. Before his illness, he had a cheerful personality. After his illness, Jiang Shanyuan deliberately guided him to talk as much as possible.Language has great power. Speaking means thinking. Zhile thinks hard and expresses as much as possible. Now he is probably the most talkative little fool in the world.

Shen Cheng is not at home, so no one can tell. Fortunately, Shen Cheng is more proficient in the Internet than his grandfather, Zhile can contact Shen Cheng at any time by phone, WeChat and other methods.

"Happiness is what you ask for. Happiness is what you ask for."

Even in the place where we lived from childhood to adulthood, everything is familiar to the same extent, and Zhile can find different pleasures from it, not to mention the fresh and grand Shenyuanzi, which is simply a vast world.

Zhile can find different kinds of flowers and plants from the garden every day these days, some he knows and some he has never seen before.

He took photos of unfamiliar species and looked up their names on the Internet-this is the method taught to him by his friends in the village.

Zhile has mastered this technique quite proficiently, but this time he encountered a little difficulty.

"Brother, my computer seems to be broken."

Zhile opened the software as usual, but he couldn’t upload the picture, and when he was about to succeed, the screen suddenly went black. He used the omnipotent and invincible trick taught by his friends—restarting the computer, but it didn’t work, it still hung up. Lose.

In desperation, he had to wait for Shen Cheng to make coffee, hold the computer in his arms, and ask Shen Cheng for help.

Shen Cheng glanced at it, took it over, fiddled with it a few times, and found the reason.

"How old is this computer?"

Zhile counted carefully: "Many, many years."

It was bought by his grandfather as a gift for him when his peers went to school in the county, but he could only stay at home.Zhile was one of the few children in the village who could own a computer and a mobile phone, and he was the envy of countless people.Zhile cherishes them very much, and cherishes them very much.

However, after all these years.

Shen Cheng looked at Zhile's mobile phone again, it should have been replaced in the past few years, but it was still slightly stronger than the computer.

"Is it broken?" Zhile asked nervously.

"Yes." Shen Cheng simply replied.

"Okay, can you fix it?"

Shen Cheng didn't explain much, and said casually, "Try tomorrow."

"Oh." Zhile breathed a sigh of relief, understanding that it can still be repaired, but then hesitated a little, and said, "No, can we fix it today?"

Shen Cheng glanced at him: "Urgent?"

"Look, a flower." Zhile seemed to be a little entangled: "The book says that today's affairs should be finished today, that is, today's affairs should be finished today. But, brother is busy, tomorrow, tomorrow is fine."

Shen Cheng used his own computer to help Zhile solve the problem, and Zhile felt relieved.

Zhile thought that the repair was that Shen Cheng would take the computer out the next day, go to a repair shop to repair it, and then bring it back when he got off work, but his "traditional" thinking mode was wrong.

At noon the next day, when Zhile woke up from a nap, Shen Cheng called.

This was the first time Shen Cheng took the initiative to call, and Zhile was very happy, but Shen Cheng's next words made him uneasy.

"It is estimated that in half an hour, someone will deliver the computer to the door." Shen Cheng said.

Zhile's first reaction was that the computer was repaired, and then he realized that a stranger was about to enter the house, and the smile disappeared immediately.

"His name is Zhu Hui, and he is my assistant. You have chatted on your mobile phone." Shen Cheng continued: "Sister Liu will bring him in." After a pause: "Don't be afraid."

Zhile still sends messages to Shen Cheng from time to time these days, and Zhu Hui still replies on the other end. Shen Cheng has roughly read the chat content, and knows that they both know each other by name, which is why they sent Zhu Hui over .

"Oh." Zhile replied in a low voice.

Shen Cheng was silent for a while, and then said: "Call me when he arrives."

Zhile agrees.

Very punctual, half an hour later, Zhu Hui came to the door, holding several gift boxes in his hand.

"Mr. Xiaojiang, Mr. Shen sent someone to bring you something."

Sister Liu greeted at the door first, and then led the people into the hall.

The Zhile people were on the second floor, and when they heard the sound, they looked down. They didn't go down immediately, but dialed Shen Cheng's WeChat first.Shen Cheng originally wanted him to make a call, but Zhile habitually dialed the video call.

Connected there soon.

"Brother, man, here we come."

"Yes." Shen Cheng said, "Go see him."

Zhile took her mobile phone, kept talking with Shen Cheng, and went downstairs to meet Zhu Hui.

Zhu Hui smiled and looked at Zhile, and was about to speak when a familiar voice rang from the phone in Zhile's hand: "This is Zhu Hui." After a short pause: "Zhu Hui, this is Zhile."

Zhu Hui understood that it was Shen Cheng who was introducing them to each other, and this kind of introduction was really quite strange.However, it was obvious that it had a miraculous effect on the young man in front of him—the tension and vigilance that he showed when he just went downstairs dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Zhu Hui." Shen Cheng then called his name.

Zhu Hui hurriedly said, "Boss Shen."

"There's no rush in the afternoon, you don't need to rush back to the company," Shen Cheng said on the other end: "Teach him well. Please."

Zhu Hui hurriedly said what was good.

This is the second time Shen Cheng said "please" to Zhu Hui today.When he learned at noon that he was going out to run errands, Shen Cheng asked him about the specific itinerary, pondered for a while, and said to him, "I have a private matter, and I need to trouble you."

As Shen Cheng's assistant, it is also within his scope of responsibility to handle some personal matters for him, but so far, Shen Cheng has never used this part of his rights.

But today I finally brought it up, it was really a personal matter, besides buying related things——

"By the way, teach him how to use it."

Zhu Hui immediately understood who it was for, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling a little puzzled. Wouldn't it be the same if Shen Cheng stopped by to buy it back at night, but asked him to deliver it now?If you think about it again, you will understand, that person is at home alone, so if you send it earlier, you can probably use it earlier.

Zhu Hui checked the time. If he remembered correctly, there was an important high-level meeting about to start in 2 minutes, but Shen Cheng took the time to call over at this time to introduce the two of them, no, actually Zhile.

In the video, Shen Cheng is still in the president's office, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a bluetooth headset in his left ear, looking up at the camera, his young and handsome face is almost impeccable, his demeanor is still calm and businesslike.

Thinking of Shen Cheng's refusal to be interviewed by the media that day, and his usual attitude towards this "marriage", Zhu Hui couldn't help shaking his head. It seemed that he was conflicted and displeased, but in fact he was so caring and considerate.

Young people today.

Gee.

"If you have any questions, you can ask him." The phone call between Shen Cheng and Zhi Le continued, and Shen Cheng finally said: "He can be trusted."

Zhile nodded meekly.

Shen Cheng also nodded, indicating that he could hang up: "That's it."

"Wait a minute." Zhile called.

Shen Cheng stopped.The assistant knocked on the door and came in, reminding Shen Cheng that it was time for the meeting. Shen Cheng nodded to show that he understood, but he didn't move, still watching Zhi Le, waiting for him to finish speaking.