Omega who wants to steal cubs every day

Lin Zhiyi barely slept that night.

When you touch the soft quilt, you will think of the touch of holding that soft child in your arms. He is so small and so obedient, and he can smell milk as soon as he gets close.

What did Zhou Huaisheng call him?Volume?

Is it because the hair is naturally curly?

Lin Zhiyi touched his hair, and suddenly thought of something, he got out of bed, and found an old photo album from the back of the bookcase, which was left to him by his mother Gu Nian, from pregnancy to Lin Zhiyi's birth, and then On her fifth birthday, Gu Nian took a lot of photos and put them in the album one by one in order. Lin Zhiyi soon found the photos of herself when she was two years old.

He pulled it out, turned the light in the study to the brightest, and looked at the photo carefully under the light.

For a moment, a sense of panic that made his hands and feet feel cold filled his heart.

Why does that kid look so much like him when he was a kid?

He calmed himself down first. He remembered that there were many pictures of celebrities and ordinary people bumping into each other on the Internet. People who have no blood relationship at all also look alike. This is normal and just a coincidence.And he has never met Zhou Huaisheng's wife, maybe Juanjuan looks more like his mother.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi's heartbeat slowly calmed down. He put the photos back in the album, then turned off the light in the study, and returned to the bed in the bedroom.

Just a coincidence, he told himself.

He put on the blindfold and forced himself to fall asleep. Half an hour later, his chaotic thoughts finally came back, and the picture in his mind gradually changed from dazzling to monotonous white, like a mist. Say "Ah Huai".

It seemed to be his voice.

A picture flashed back, an opening was opened in the empty mist, and the dazzling light came in. Lin Zhiyi saw two people embracing each other under the tree, one of them was him, and the other's face was blocked by him , but the figure is very familiar.

In the picture, he took the initiative to stand on tiptoe, held the man's face in his hands, kissed him, and said briskly, "I will always be by your side, Ah Huai."

When he put down his hand, Lin Zhiyi almost saw the man's face clearly, but the scene was over and plunged into darkness.

He woke up from a light sleep, a short dream.

Ah Huai?

He thought of Zhou Huaisheng, but quickly denied the possibility of this person. He didn't want to think of a mediocre married man again and again.

Falling from the mountain, disappearing, being abused, losing memory... Lin Zhiyi has confirmed everything Lin Yande said. He asked the people in the hospital and the friends who traveled with him at that time. Everything seems to be the same as what Lin Yande described. But Lin Zhiyi always felt that something was wrong.

As Xu Yang said, he is missing a piece, he is missing a very important thing.

His thoughts were awakened again, and Lin Zhiyi didn't fall asleep again until four o'clock in the morning.

When he woke up, he received a WeChat message from Xu Yang. Xu Yang said that he saw Lin Yande's wife and Mr. Liang of Dingna Insurance having dinner together in Linjianglou last night, and the two were very close.

Lin Zhiyi was not interested, he just pretended not to see the news, got up and poured himself a glass of warm water.

His anorexia has indeed become more and more serious. He can only eat a little staple food at noon and night, and he does not move his chopsticks no matter how rich the dishes are, but he is also afraid that his body will not be able to bear it, so he will force himself to eat two boiled eggs in the morning. At the beginning, he felt that boiled eggs had a strong fishy smell, and he couldn't swallow them no matter what. Later, he got used to it. Every morning, a glass of lemonade and two eggs, plus a few mouthfuls of rice at noon and night, can almost Support his daily consumption.

He didn't know why he couldn't eat.

Although he didn't like to eat very much since he was very young, after Gu Nian passed away, his anorexia began to sprout. During college, he was left alone and often only ate one meal a day, but it was not as serious as it is now.

He also didn't want to accept psychotherapy, so he just made do with it.

After Lin Zhiyi brushed his teeth and washed his face, he took out a double-breasted camel woolen coat from the cabinet and put it on.

When I arrived at the company, I ran into Lin Yande head-on, and Lin Zhiyi walked over without turning his eyes. Lin Yande quickly caught up and stopped him in front of the elevator, "Zhiyi, you've been working hard lately."

Lin Zhiyi was too lazy to talk to him, Lin Yande didn't care, and said, "Your little aunt recently wants to set up a company by herself to manage her beauty brand."

The "little aunt" in Lin Yande's mouth is Tian Minyao, the current president's wife who succeeded in becoming his secretary, Tian Minyao, who is only three years older than Lin Zhiyi.

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Father invested a sum of money in her." Lin Yande patted Lin Zhiyi's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's nothing else, I just want to report to you."

"Report to me when you get divorced."

Lin Yande's complexion became very bad in an instant, he withdrew his hand, his eyes were very unhappy, just at this time, he met Mr. Liang of Dingna Insurance, and Mr. Liang walked up with a smile, "Mr. Lin, why are you standing here? Oh, Zhiyi also exist."

"Why is President Liang free to come to the headquarters today?" Lin Yande asked.

"The development of the elderly care community has just ended the two-day pilot, and I need to report to you about some situations."

"Okay, let's go to my office."

The three of them got into the elevator together. Mr. Liang looked at Lin Zhiyi and said, "Zhiyi has been working very hard recently. I heard that Mr. Xiaolin worked until ninety o'clock every day, and the employees all left. He hasn't left yet. Lin Dong, you are really blessed to have such a good son."

Lin Yande smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Liang's eyes turned between Lin Yande and Lin Zhiyi, and suddenly said: "You don't have to worry about taking over your class in the future."

Lin Yande's smile froze, and he just said, "Zhiyi has been sensible since he was a child."

"It is also inherited from Sister Gu Nian's business acumen. Ding Sheng is able to achieve what he is today, thanks to Sister Gu Nian."

"Of course." Lin Yande was a little embarrassed.

Mr. Liang continued: "Zhiwen is also seven years old this year, and there are still a few years before he will be differentiated. I don't know what this child will be divided into? Have you done the forecast report?"

"I did, the probability is 82% alpha." Lin Yande emphasized his tone, and turned his body towards Lin Zhiyi and said.

"That's a good thing, Zhiyi is going to talk about marriage in a few years. When she has a child and is distracted by the family, and is too busy, Zhiwen just takes over to make up for it."

These words seemed to satisfy Lin Yande's heart, his expression softened, and he said with a smile: "Yes, Zhiyi is fine with everything, but omega will always get married and have children, and in a few years they won't be able to take care of my father. "

The two sang together and chatted happily.

Lin Zhiyi remembered the message Xu Yang sent him this morning—Lin Yande's wife had dinner with Mr. Liang of Dingna Insurance, and they got very close.

Lin Yande was also naively planning to let Lin Zhiwen take over. Who would have thought that Tian Minyao had other plans long ago, and this Mr. Liang is naturally not a good person. Every sentence is deliberately aggravating the position of Tian Minyao and Lin Zhiwen in Lin Yande's heart, so that Lin Yande can relax his vigilance.

When Lin Zhiwen really took over, Ding Sheng might have changed his surname to Liang.

Lin Zhiyi turned around and glanced at Mr. Liang, laughing in his heart, before walking out of the elevator, he turned around and jokingly said: "Uncle Liang really cares about our family, no wonder I saw you and my little aunt having dinner in Linjiang Tower yesterday, and chatting I am very happy, is there any new dish in Linjianglou recently? I will try it next time."

This time it was Mr. Liang's expression that changed suddenly, and Lin Zhiyi got out of the elevator after speaking.

The elevator door slowly closed.

When I was working until three o'clock in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door. It was Mr. Liang's secretary Xiao Liu.

"Mr. Lin, excuse me. Are you free now? Mr. Liang would like to invite you to visit our pilot retirement community, which is in Xicheng District."

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to go at first, but for some reason, he felt a little bored in the office, and his head was still hurting. He asked, "Is Mr. Liang going?"

Xiao Liu looked puzzled, he didn't know why his boss suddenly returned to Dingna, and left him here alone to invite Lin Zhiyi to accompany him on the tour, he faltered and said: "Dingna has something urgent that needs to be dealt with by Mr. Liang, I will accompany you You go to visit."

Lin Zhiyi raised his eyebrows, feeling amused, "Okay, I'll go downstairs in 5 minutes."

"Ok."

After leaving Lin Zhiyi's office, Xiao Liu immediately notified the person in charge of the pilot work to get ready, and called the employee in the company who was in charge of taking pictures and recording, telling him to come to the scene as soon as possible.

The headquarters of Dingsheng is not too far from the retirement community, and it takes only half an hour to arrive.

"Mr. Lin, the characteristic of our Aikang retirement community lies in its small size and design suitable for the elderly. There are two options: 43 square meters with one bedroom and one living room and 72 square meters with one bedroom and two living rooms. Currently, it can accommodate 2500 households. You Looking at the back, there are lawns and vegetable gardens, and here are nursing homes and community hospitals..." The person in charge introduced, "The elderly in the community can also use Dingna's insurance products to reduce their financial pressure."

Lin Zhiyi nodded, "Very good, how about the feedback from the old people?"

"The result exceeded our expectations, and the satisfaction rate reached 96%. The biggest shortcoming at present is that the community activities have not been carried out. We will recruit more experienced staff, or invite volunteers to come to us for activities. Mr. Lin, what do you want? Would you like to visit our restaurant?"

"it is good."

"There are both Chinese and Western food, because some elderly people eat breakfast early, and our dinner is served from four o'clock in the afternoon. Here are all kinds of porridge and pickles."

When Lin Zhiyi smelled the smell of the cafeteria, he felt a headache, but in front of people, he still resisted showing it, and only said: "The old man still likes to eat more Chinese food."

"Yes," the person in charge said with a smile: "By the way, let me introduce to you the most popular dish here, which is this pickle. Don't look at it as ordinary, but it is in short supply every night."

Lin Zhiyi frowned lightly, feeling inexplicably familiar.

"It tastes very different from the eight-treasure dish sold outside. It is the exclusive recipe of one of our previous chefs. He resigned half a year ago because his child had no one to take care of him. However, he was very generous and taught other chefs how to make it before he left. , Now this pickle has become our signature here, Mr. Lin, would you like to have dinner here? Just try it."

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to spoil the fun, so he couldn't shirk it, so he had to sit down, and the people around him brought him a meal. Lin Zhiyi picked up the chopsticks, and first tasted the pickles recommended by the person in charge.

Sweet and sour, crisp and tender, very appetizing.

Lin Zhiyi was stunned. It had been a long time since he felt that something was delicious, and he even wanted to continue eating.

The pickles are made of cucumbers. Although they are pickles that go with porridge, they are not overly salty, only refreshingly sweet and sour. They look healthy and make people feel safe to eat.

Moreover, why does this taste seem familiar?

Lin Zhiyi asked, "What's the chef's name?"

"Ah?" The person in charge was stunned, and hurriedly recruited someone from the logistics team to ask, "What's the name of the master who makes pickles?"

The person in the logistics team replied: "It seems to be Zhou Huaisheng."

The chopsticks in Lin Zhiyi's hand shook, and his breathing became short of breath.

"He was young, only 27. After the divorce, he lived alone with a one-year-old child. He worked here, and the child was left at home without taking care of him, so he resigned."

The person in charge winked at the people in the logistics team, "Why do you say these things in front of Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zhiyi stared blankly at the dinner plate.

divorced?

When he came back to his senses, he had already eaten half a bowl of porridge with pickles, and when he came out of the retirement community, he asked the logistics team to find out Zhou Huaisheng's information.

"This was filled in when he joined the job, because we wanted to recruit him back before, so his information is still there."

Lin Zhiyi saw the home address column, Room 3, No. 1-208, Shinan New Village, Shifang Lane, Ping'an Street.

A place I've never heard of.

After Lin Zhiyi wrote it down, he said to the logistics team: "Thank you, I'm just curious about where he is from. I seem to have eaten pickles with a similar taste when I was traveling."

After leaving the community, it was already off-duty time. Instead of going home, he asked Xiao Liu to take him back to the company. He went to the underground garage to pick up the car, opened the navigation on his phone, and entered the address he had just written down.

Very old streets, very old alleys, so narrow that his car could barely get in. Fortunately, there was an open space full of construction waste next to it. Lin Zhiyi finally found a place to park. No. 3-1 is on the right, which is inconspicuous The small iron gate was wide open.

Lin Zhiyi sat quietly in the car, emptied his mind, and didn't think about why he came here.

After about two hours, he finally heard the familiar sound of a battery car.

The battery car with the takeaway box in the back seat drove into the door opening, Lin Zhiyi held his breath, got out of the car by a ghost, and followed.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Zhou Huaisheng talking.

"Dad is getting paid tomorrow, so buy toys for Juanjuan, okay?"

Juan Juan said childishly, "Not good."

"why?"

"I need to buy clothes for my father."

Zhou Huaisheng was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Dad has clothes, and Dad is not cold."

"Father is cold." Juanjuan said seriously.

Lin Zhiyi was a little dazed when he heard it, but as he listened, the voices of the two people went away, and he subconsciously followed, when suddenly a dog barking broke the silence.

The dog in the yard rushed up when he heard the stranger's footsteps, but he was restrained three to four meters away from Lin Zhiyi on a leash. Lin Zhiyi was caught off guard and backed away in fright , tripped over the threshold of the iron gate, and sat down on the ground.

"hiss--"

Zhou Huaisheng hurried over, facing the faint street lights at the intersection, he saw Lin Zhiyi's face clearly, "Why is it you?"

Lin Zhiyi felt ashamed, glared at Zhou Huaisheng and was about to leave, but just when he stood up, he realized that his ankle was sprained.

dilemma.

"Does it hurt? Is it sprained?" Zhou Huaisheng asked.

Lin Zhiyi had never been so ashamed before, he looked away and said stiffly: "It doesn't hurt, I went to the wrong place."

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but Juanjuan softly called "Uncle" on Zhou Huaisheng's back.

Lin Zhiyi's footsteps stopped immediately.

"I have Huoluo Oil upstairs. I will send the child up first, and then I will come down to pick you up. Just wait a moment," Zhou Huaisheng said.

Lin Zhiyi forgot to stop him, Zhou Huaisheng had already trotted into the dark corridor, within a minute, he ran down again, walked up to Lin Zhiyi, and asked him, "Can I still walk?"

Lin Zhiyi felt so upset that he couldn't react for a while.

Zhou Huaisheng said: "Then I will carry you?"