[Comprehensive] Abuse of slag and cuteness

Thomas stepped back, he looked at Sol with the eyes of a monster, and when Sol took a step forward, his first reaction was to jump from the third floor in fright—even Thomas himself didn't know why he He would make such a crazy move, jumping from the third floor, regardless, as if there was a devil chasing him behind him!

However, after jumping, he landed firmly on the ground without any injuries.

Thomas was terrified. He looked left and right, and then carefully checked his... body - feet, legs, knees, waist...everything that might have been impacted by his jump was intact or even painless, but ……This is impossible!

Jumping from the second floor may not hurt, but there will always be a buzzing feeling after being shaken, at least the back of the head will definitely be uncomfortable. This is Thomas's...experience?

No no no...not experience.Thomas shook his head—it wasn't right, he thought something was wrong, but... he didn't know what was wrong.

He went round and round, always trying to find Eduardo and Pete—they must know what was going on, and he had to find them!

Of course... even if they don't know what happened or what happened to Thomas, Thomas has to find them-at least, they can give him a sane and normal answer instead of Saul and Mark .Yes, Mark—who could do it better than he had someone spying on his home, on Eduardo and Pete? !

Thomas turned and grabbed the bike and rode on.

"Rocky!" Thor didn't think too much at all, he rushed downstairs - also jumped - and chased Thomas with his two legs.

Today Eduardo attended the parent-teacher meeting for Pete at school, and Thomas was going to find them right away.

To Thomas's memory, things about his mother were obvious and clear, but things about the rest of the family were not so clear.He remembered that there was a father in the family, but he seemed to be a complete face, without any characteristics, except for being a staid, old-fashioned, so-called decent upper-class man, there was no distinctive image.

He remembered that the man he called his father had only one eye, and the other eye seemed to be lost on the battlefield, and this gave him a stern air about him, and he would not lie to anyone.

And siblings in the family—Thomas didn't know why he couldn't remember that.

Although he remembered that there were other siblings in his family, he couldn't categorize them—girls, boys, older, younger, blond, brunette... He found out exactly, he even had their photos...their information, their related memories...these were all blurry.

In fact, if he didn't think about it, maybe it was some useless stuff that piled up in the corners of his mind until they gradually ceased to occupy his consciousness.But now, it's simply impossible.These are completely beyond his ideas, these... he can't understand.

Arriving at Pete's school, Thomas circled around and left his coat by the river.

Pete's school is very large, and when you walk into the teaching building, you will find that the lighting is very good, and Stanford is next door to the school, which makes him often come directly to pick up Pete-otherwise the security guards will not let him in.

It was easy to find Pete's classroom. He walked over there and found several parents sitting in a circle. The youngest parent was Eduardo. Sitting next to him was Pete—all the other students were seventeen or eighteen. At the age of [-] or even [-], most of them are going to Stanford. Such a parent meeting is the last chance for the school to mobilize for their future.

"So, are you all ready?" The class teacher sat in the middle, holding a few forms in his hand, "Fill out the form, and you will have a chance to enter Stanford, children, I am proud of you."

"But I want to go to MIT." Pete interrupted his class teacher, "or Harvard."

"Peter, this is not an easy task. I thought you knew it." The head teacher looked at Pete, a little helpless, "Including... what your father is going to do for the school, you know, the bill..." Pete really He was too precocious, which prevented the class teacher from treating him as a normal child—in fact, all kinds of gifted children are not scarce here, but gifted children like Pete are different from other children, at least ...he has a lot more social skills than anyone else, which is absolutely rare.

Therefore, the head teacher also discussed with him the issue of donating to Harvard or MIT with confidence-Peter is very young...very young, and he is going to college at this age. In addition to being a genius, donations are also essential. It's not humane for a child his age to go to school alone.

But when it came to money, Eduardo breathed a sigh of relief.

He said: "I have applied for a mathematics degree from Harvard this year, so I can take care of Pete nearby."

The class teacher didn't expect this.

"Wow...I mean, Mr. Saverin, it's really...I mean...then congratulations, congratulations to you and Pete." The head teacher reached out and shook hands with Eduardo. "Pete will be a good student."

"It's me, I think so too." Eduardo nodded.Then, Thomas ran in, panting, and ran to Eduardo: "Sol is crazy, Eduardo."

The parents' meeting had to end early because of Thomas' intrusion, but fortunately everyone had already filled out the forms, except for Pete, who got the MIT application form.

Because everyone had already left, Eduardo was about to go back, but Thomas was obviously frightened by Sol, which made Eduardo have to take him to sit in the cafe for a while, while Pete was a little restless at the moment.

Pete sits in a coffee shop with juice in hand.He looked at Thomas, as if he was recalling something... until Thomas said: "The person watching you outside the door...was found by Mark Zuckerberg. He...he said he had to watch you to be at ease."

Pete spilled the juice, but okay, not much, he was quick.

Eduardo wiped the table for him with a tissue.He stared at the table with his eyes down, and his hands kept moving. Even though the table was already too clean, he didn't have the slightest intention to raise his eyes, and continued to wipe it there.

Thomas knew what Eduardo meant by doing this.Or...that's how to divert Eduardo's attention...At least, this way, he can stop thinking about Mark, or, he can turn Mark inside out, even if it's only in his head do this here.

Pete quickly discovered something wrong with Eduardo.He touched his dad's arm, which interrupted Eduardo's paranoid movement - he looked up at Thomas and asked, "So?"

so?

Thomas shrugged: "So, I think you'd better talk to him, he's... not normal—" He twirled his index finger on his temple a few times, "Maybe this will make sure he treats you well." The security confirmation, but at the same time, the crisis will not be small."

Edward nodded.He admits that he still has some fantasies about Mark... But it doesn't mean he can accept Mark's arrangement—he's had enough of the so-called "I'm doing it for your own good"!

Or... this monitoring reminded him even more of the night when he walked in the rain for more than an hour to the villa that Mark rented... That night, Mark told him that if he didn't come to Palo Alto, he would Will be left behind... He will be left behind, with nothing - Mark didn't add to the end, but he told him with his actions that everything in the end is bound to come true.

It's like right now, Mark's not telling him about those watching makes him paranoid, but... Saying it's for him and Pete, but actually?

Eduardo took a deep breath and tried to make himself less depressed: "I said... we can order a big cake, chocolate, what do you think, Thomas?"

At this time, Thomas was a little uncomfortable to ask about Sol.

In theory, he had originally planned to ask Eduardo about Saul... But now, Eduardo's appearance is not at all suitable for him to consult.So, he just smiled and tried to think of some more playful or light-hearted topics.

It's really not suitable to start a topic when you have something on your mind.

Thomas just said two jokes and felt a little powerless, but fortunately, Pete rescued him at this time: "Tommy, you said... Sol, what do you think happened to Sol?"

"Oh, yes, yes Thomas, are you saying Saul is crazy? Or...what's wrong with him?" Eduardo also remembered this, "Leave Mark alone, he won't do anything too outrageous , now tell me about Saul."

Only then did Thomas tell the story of Saul.

At the same time, he also said some things about him-his family lost contact, his memory, and even... the strange things about Sol, he said it very coherently, but the whole thing was a mess. It really doesn't matter what he's organized.

Eduardo thought about this for a long time.

Considering that Thomas was a young man still in school, he also felt that it was best not to let others know about it, and Saul...he was obviously a little paranoid.

Pete, however, had other ideas.

He cut a piece of cake and chewed it in his mouth for a while, then asked, "Tommy, is it possible that you are really Saul's brother?"

"Peter! This is impossible!" Eduardo immediately denied Pete's point of view, "Thomas and Saul... they are not like Ben!"

"But the similarity doesn't matter—if they're Norse gods, it's just related to their state of life, not their faces." Pete replied, "I suspect that some of them are playing a big game of chess! "