After being seized by the pillow man

There are several cherry trees under Jiang's building, which are in bloom these days.

The season was getting warmer and colder. Xi Han took off his coat and changed into a shirt and coat. The cats he picked up downstairs were a little bigger.

Recently, you can roughly see such a scene in Jiang's Building: the noble and elegant Mr. Xi is feeding the cat with a syringe.

The man looked alienated and indifferent, his palms were white with distinct joints, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of his hands were clearly visible. No matter how you look at them, they are a pair of hands suitable for holding a pen to sign or pointing at the country. In short, it has nothing to do with words like warmth.

But it is these hands that circle the back of the kitten’s neck and feed it with a syringe every day. The cat wears collars of different colors around its neck. At first, the eyes have not been opened. The three matchsticks are the same thickness, but the sound is loud and sharp.

After Xi Han finished feeding one, he put it down blankly, took another one out of the cat bag with his gloved hand, sucked some goat milk with one hand, and then fed the other one, so that all three were full before putting it down.

It may be that the nutrition can keep up. The cat grows very fast and has opened its eyes. Even though the blue film has not faded, the coat color is revealed after cleaning the body. There is a lump of orange on the back of the white background. They are all orange, and there is one whose body color was white when I was young, but it grew yellower and yellower later!

The last one, Xi Han, gave high hopes at the beginning. A litter of cats can have different cat fathers. Originally, the female cat is an orange cat. If there is a male white cat that mates with it when it is in heat, the resulting cubs will be different. May be white.

With this mentality, Xi Han looked at the cat that was closest to the white color. At first, when the color was not pure white, he thought it was not cleaned. When he got older, he realized that it was not a white cat at all, but a similar color. Yu light gold, like the color of a thin sunset, the color that looks new and warm under the sun.

Well, none of the three are white, the eyes are basically hopeless, and the possibility of mandarin duck eyes is basically zero.

When Hua Jia came in, he saw this scene: two layers of nursing pads were spread on the marble table in the president's office on the 23rd floor, and three squealing cats were lying on it. A look of lack of interest.

She walked over quickly and handed over the document with both hands: "Mr. Xi, here are your documents."

"Let it go." Xi Han said calmly.

He glanced at it, and it was roughly another risk assessment document.

Hua Jia put it down and looked at him again: "Do you need a cup of coffee?" Mr. Jiang's refreshing drink is black tea, and this person doesn't seem to like tea very much.

Xi Han nodded without hesitation, Hua Jia understood, and took the initiative to make a cup.Ear-hanging type, after flushing, put it at hand, far away from the document, so you don't have to worry about getting the document wet.

The three cats on the nursing pad were still crawling, trembling with their short legs, one of them was pinched back by a hand as soon as it ran out of the nursing pad, the kitten was dazed and dazed, and crawled out again with its legs , was picked up and put back again, and after repeating this several times, the cat did not move.

# Tired to get down. #

At this time, the tired-looking man curled his lips, as if he was being teased, and made a show of face.

Hua Jia said, "Mr. Xi, your cat is so cute."

Xi Han raised his eyebrows: "Cute?" None of them looked as they liked, so they just made do with it.

Hua Jia couldn't tell whether the emotion in his words was happy or not, so she silently complained in her heart that it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, and said bravely, "Yes, they are so cute."

The round mouth on the body is red, and the whole body is still clean. It is very cute when it meows.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xi looked at the cat again, with a subtle dislike on his face, and then reached out to touch it. After touching it, he stared at his hand for a few seconds and then left the seat to wash it.

The cats were too young to take a bath, so they had to wipe them with wet towels. Xi Han had seen how dirty these cats were, and how they covered each other with saliva.

He touched the cat's saliva on his body = the cat's saliva was on his hand.

How can I stand it?

Witnessing the whole process of Huajia being messy in the wind: Good guy, is this the cleanliness that every CEO must have?

In short, this cat is growing up day by day, from feeding with a needle to feeding with a bottle, and walking tremblingly into short legs that walk steadily, time has passed around the Ching Ming Festival in April.

Xi Han hasn't been back since he left on the first day of junior high school. Usually he has something to do, and he adds three cats to harass people. He and Yin Yansheng usually video chat and make phone calls at night.

Xi Han hasn't told Yin Yansheng about the cat yet, and it's only over a month old now. There is a risk of death in pet air consignment, and he plans to wait until it's a little older to take it back.

Jiang Tian knew about Xi Han's cat raising, so he came over to watch when he was free, stayed alone with the three cats, touched one and rubbed on the other, and by the way held a milk bottle to feed and wipe his ass, he really liked it .

Today, Xi Han held a meeting in another district. It took more than two hours to go back and forth, from morning to afternoon, and finally ended after four o'clock. He drove the car out of the underground garage.

When the phone rang just after passing the fence, it was Jiang Yu who called, and the other party went straight in: "Where are you? Where have you been?"

Xi Han's hand holding the steering wheel moved slightly, and he buttoned the earphones: "I just got out of the underground garage, what's wrong?"

"I got news that people from the Li family may want to do something."

It has been more than four months since the last accident abroad, and he has not come out. This time the other party may have really believed some rumors and showed his fox tail.

Xi Han was silent for a moment, he looked at the route he was going to take, his eyes scanned it inch by inch, and finally fixed on a bridge.

After a long time, his eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "Do this next."

……

Jiang Yu frowned after hearing the whole plan: "It's a little dangerous."

Xi Han had no expression on his face, and his eyebrows could be called cold: "Can I escape this time and next time? In short, it is impossible to guard against it, so it is better to meet it directly."

"I'm telling you that you're in the dark, and get ready for the follow-up."

After hanging up the phone, his eyebrows and eyes were light. After the car drove, the scene outside the window quickly reversed, and he stepped on the bridge as if he didn't know anything.

There is water under the bridge, with a little quiet green, and everything is calm with the cars coming and going behind.

The bridge ahead is getting shorter and shorter, 20 meters, 15 meters... five meters, three meters, and soon he will drive across this bridge.

The veins in Xi Han's hand holding the steering wheel were bulging, his eyes were heavy, and what he saw at the last moment was a 4.2-meter black truck.

Suddenly there was a violent crash, which broke the peaceful afternoon, and the crowd burst into shouts: "Call 120! A car accident!"

……

Yin Yansheng has been living very peacefully during this time, his home and company are on the same line, and he chats with Xi Han every night, sometimes the other party is serious and sometimes not so serious, in short, life is turbulent.

This is no different from their previous separations. The three years before their marriage were also like this, and it is better now than that time. At that time, the two actually had very little communication.

After the Ching Ming Festival holiday, he went to sweep the tomb once, for his mother, and put a bouquet of flowers beside the white tombstone.

The weather in Ancheng is very good, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and there are unknown wild flowers in the suburban cemetery. After sweeping the grave, I went to the nursing home to visit my grandma again.

On the second day, when I went to work in the company again, some messages popped up in the mobile browser.

[These kinds of things must not be eaten by children]

[Milk cannot be eaten with anything]

【Shooting occurred abroad, resulting in seven deaths】

[The luxury car in Kyoto collided with the truck, and the limited luxury car became scrap iron]

One by one, they emerged tirelessly.

Yin Yansheng deleted them one by one. He doesn't like redundant messages on his phone, and he always feels uncomfortable if there is a red-marked message on any software.

At noon, Qiao Fei had a frowning face. He looked like he hadn't woken up and was both mentally and mentally disturbed.

Yin Yansheng glanced at him: "What's wrong? What's wrong again?"

Qiao Fei covered his eyes and lamented: "Manager, my stock has been falling all the way, and I can't even see the green ones."

Although there is a saying in stock trading that "you win the young model in the club, and you lose to work in the sea", but Qiao Fei is quite smooth, and he is a little complacent after making a few small sums. Although it is not much, at least No loss, researching the market, delving into finance, inquiring about inside news, etc., I am very busy.

As a result, the car overturned recently, and the stock price fell in an arithmetic progression every day, which was extremely balanced and tenacious, and the green of the water made people's eyes hurt and their hearts collapsed.

Yin Yansheng said, "Throw it away?"

"I don't, I'm sure it'll be fine!"

Pretty stubborn.

Yin Yan asked: "Which family?"

"Jiang Shi" Qiao Fei was heartbroken: "Half a year, less than half a year, two international cross-border trade presidents both had accidents, one was injured abroad and the other was in a car accident a few days ago, just the owner of the luxury car , no one is okay now."

He thought about it for a while, then said anxiously: "Could it be gone and suppressed?"

Yin Yansheng said, "Can you think of something better?"

Qiao Fei immediately said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After a meal, when he went to the lounge to lie down, Yin Yansheng turned on his phone again.