Reborn you idiot

The room was airtight, and the tight curtains blocked the light. Because the lights were not turned on, it was dark.

Zhang Weidong sat on the ground with his back against the wall, without changing his position for several hours.He was surrounded by beer cans or cigarette cases, all of which were rubbish made by him trying to anesthetize himself, but unfortunately he failed, even though he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, his brain was still awake.

Xiao Jun died.

Huayue Group has issued an obituary. The chairman of the group, Xiao Jun, died in a major car accident on 719 at the age of 36.

That's right, Zhang Weidong remembered that Mr. Xiao had his birthday not long ago, so he was already in his thirties.

The scene where they met seemed like yesterday, and it was still vivid in my memory, but it came to the end in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Weidong rushed into the scene of the car accident that night, but did not find Xiao Jungu, and was finally brought back to the police station on the charge of disturbing order. After some ideological education by the people's servants, he was released again.Later, Zhang Weidong heard the news of Xiao Jungu's death.

If you die, you will die. Since ancient times, no one has died. It's just that yesterday was the day when Mr. Xiao was cremated. He was a little sad when he thought that the man would turn into a pile of ashes.Although time is like a butcher's knife, cutting them down with a single knife, making them and their simple relationship completely unrecognizable, but there is still some affection, isn't it?Zhang Weidong thought silently.

Dumb pushed open the door, and before he could enter the room, he was choked back immediately.

He covered his mouth and nose, turned on the light, and couldn't help yelling: "Fuck!"

The room was filled with gray and white smoke, and the smell was very pungent. I don't know how many cigarettes had to be burned to create such a poisonous effect.Duhu walked over and kicked Zhang Weidong's ass: "Why didn't you smoke yourself to death?"

Zhang Weidong's eyes couldn't adapt to the light, so he half-closed his eyes and looked up at Dumb.

Dahu's heart, liver, spleen and lungs trembled, he grabbed Zhang Weidong's arm, and while pulling him, he forced a smile and said, "Look at you, if you put a little more dust on your face, it will look like you just fled from Nepal to China. Seems like. Wake up, your sister-in-law made soup for you for three hours, shit, I don’t treat you like this, so hurry up and drink.”

Dahu pulled Zhang Weidong out of the room, pushed him down on the sofa, then picked up the insulation box he brought, took out the soup and meals one by one, and spread them out on the coffee table.He handed the chopsticks to Zhang Weidong: "Eat, take a bath, sleep, if you dare to say no, I will pour soup on your face."

Seeing Zhang Weidong obediently took the chopsticks and picked up the bowl to eat, Duhu finally felt relieved.

When he heard about Xiao Jungu's accident, the boss was startled, it was too sudden, really too sudden.

So he doesn't even dare to mention it now. He doesn't know why, but he just doesn't dare.

On the contrary, Zhang Weidong drank two sips of soup, moistened his throat, and had the strength to speak: "I'm fine, don't worry about it."

You are also very good?You don't even need to put on makeup, you can directly drag it to the set to act as a dead person!Du Hu secretly slandered, but he picked out nice words and said: "I know you're fine, we're at this age, we haven't seen any big storms and waves, it's enough that you're almost decadent, don't waste your sister-in-law's soup."

If Zhang Weidong twitched the corners of his mouth, he smiled vaguely.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Weidong was so sleepy that he refused to take a bath, and stayed on the sofa and refused to get up.

Du Hu had no choice but to let him go: "If you don't wash it, don't wash it, anyway, you are not my wife, so you can't smoke me."

Zhang Weidong closed his eyes, and said in a daze, "My aunt will trouble you, and I will bring her back tomorrow."

"It's okay, I can take care of you for as long as you want..."

Zhang Weidong didn't hear the words clearly. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was submerged in the boundless darkness and lost consciousness.

The only sofa in the living room was occupied by Zhang Weidong, so Du Hu had no choice but to sit on the small bench and patted his severed head.He wasn't worried that Zhang Weidong would look down on him, he couldn't think about it, this guy was so arrogant, unless he was forced to, he wouldn't let himself live in an ugly way.But since the day Xiao Jungu learned of his death, he has been very uneasy.

Dumb is just a big bastard, so he doesn't know what he is worried about, what he is uneasy about.But Xiao Jungu really died so stunned, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then he couldn't believe it, died?Die like this?

He died in a car accident, is this retribution?

Zhang Weidong did what he said, and went to take his aunt home the next day.

When he was going to pick him up, Duhu was watching carefully, except for his haggard face, he couldn't tell the truth no matter how he looked.

Zhang Weidong took his aunt back, but he didn't go home. He went to work during the day and slept in the company at night.

He really couldn't stand his aunt asking countless times a day, where is Dongzi?Where's Dongzi?Where is Dongzi?Zhang Weidong couldn't answer, so he had to hide. Anyway, there was a nurse at home, so he went back to check on his aunt while she was asleep, and just knew that she was fine.

He works very hard as usual, there are more than 20 artists in the company, so many new songs to record, so many performances to arrange, he can't do it if he doesn't pay attention.Zhang Weidong used to lose his temper and swear at those foolish entertainers, but now he finds it hard to even swear, and directly puts the unsatisfactory guys into limbo.

Because of this incident, Zhou Li had a conflict with him.

"Zhang Weidong, Director Zhang, what do you mean? I spent a lot of money to sign the person back. If you say no matter what, who cares? Should I care? I asked you to come back to solve the problem, not Be the hands-off shopkeeper."

Zhang Weidong hung a cigarette, put one leg on the desk, and said casually: "You bought a piece of stubborn stone at the price of jade, and forced me to polish it into a jade. I don't have the ability."

Zhou Li laughed angrily, and slapped the table: "He is an Internet celebrity, has a fan base, and of course his worth is not cheap."

"I don't care if he's a celebrity or a black man, it's fine if he has a bad voice, he can't sing in the high pitch and the low pitch is inaccurate, and the recording can barely cover it up, and he's slapping himself in the face when he sings live."

"I don't care. In short, the person signed back. You can't let the company waste money for nothing. At worst, you can find a similar voice to sing for you. You have been around for so long, and this little thing can't be solved?"

Zhang Weidong sneered: "Your eyesight is getting worse and worse."

Zhou Li said with a dark face: "I don't need you to care about my vision, why don't you care about the things that should be taken care of?"

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Weidong didn't budge: "Bringing him popular is tantamount to smashing my own brand."

Zhou Li remained silent. She knew what Zhang Weidong said was right, and she really misjudged this time because she signed the contract because of the popularity of the other party, without considering the qualifications at all.But if he didn't sign it, he signed it, and at least he wanted to earn back the capital. Zhang Weidong refused to cultivate it, which really made her feel depressed.

Zhou Li also knew that she couldn't force Zhang Weidong, so she had to change into a discussing tone: "Just try it, he is popular on the Internet, his voice may not be as bad as you said, if you don't try it, how will you know?"

Zhang Weidong refused straight away: "No need to try, I knew he would fail as soon as he opened his voice, and he failed at all. Also, in the Internet cover, you can choose songs at will, is it possible in reality? What's more, he is still a rookie, how many songs can he let me know?" He chooses?"

Being rejected repeatedly, Zhou Lilai became angry: "If you don't receive a suitable song, just write it for him!"

Zhang Weidong frowned and fell silent.

Zhou Li looked at his expression, and secretly thought it was not good, and she was about to commit a big taboo for a while.Zhang Weidong has been in the industry for so long, and I have never seen him write songs for anyone specifically, not even for artists he likes, let alone artists he doesn't like.

"Okay, let's not talk about it in advance, I will think about it again and see if there are other ways to solve it." Zhou Li opened the drawer, took out a white invitation card, and pushed it in front of Zhang Weidong: "The date has been set, next time Do you want to go with us on Thursday?"

Zhang Weidong looked down at the invitation, his eyelashes trembling, and it took him a long time to make a sound: "No."

He promised to see Mr. Xiao for the last time, but that was to see him in person, not a portrait.

It is said that because of the terrible appearance of the death, the family members immediately arranged for cremation after identifying the body.He wanted to go and see it at the time, but he didn't have the qualifications. Since he won't be able to see him for the last time, why bother to attend the funeral.

Zhou Li got angry again: "You are so ruthless, the dead are the most important, you should give it away no matter what.

"Yes, I'm ruthless and ungrateful. Who told him not to have eyes, and he insisted on having someone like me..." Before Zhang Weidong finished speaking, his throat suddenly felt itchy. He pressed his chest and coughed loudly, and continued He coughed so hard he couldn't stop.

Zhou Li saw that he was coughing so hard that his face turned red, so she hurriedly asked the secretary to bring in a glass of water.

Finally, Zhang Weidong stopped coughing, then opened the corners of his mouth, and smiled clearly, his voice was low and hoarse: "I have already thought about it, I will send him to the airport, watch him get on the plane, and hug him when I leave For a moment... Hehe, since he broke the appointment first, then I can't blame you."

Zhou Li was taken aback by Zhang Weidong's vaguely complacent and slightly resentful expression.

In the scorching summer, she suddenly felt a little cold, as if the hairs on her body were standing on end.

"Oh, it's all announced to the world. There are so many people who will send him off, so I'm the only one missing. If he really wants to see me so much, he deserves it. If he doesn't wait for me, it deserves him to die and die unwillingly...cough cough ……cough……"

After Zhang Weidong finished speaking, he coughed again and again, as if he was going to cough up his throat before he would give up. After coughing for a long time, a trace of fishy sweetness rose in his throat, he swallowed it with a gurgle, and grinned.

After Zhang Weidong left, Zhou Li thought hard, and finally understood what it was like just now—creepy!For this reason, Zhou Li weighed it over and over again all night, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, so she called Zhang Weidong early in the morning and asked him if he wanted to take a vacation.

Zhang Weidong was sleeping in the office, when he heard Zhou Li's words, he subconsciously asked, "Empress Dowager, is it going to rain red?"

"Fuck you." Zhou Li said angrily, "Don't you like traveling? I'll grant you a month's vacation, just don't forget to come back."

Zhang Weidong was inexplicable: "I'm too busy, why should I take a vacation?"

Zhou Li couldn't make it too obvious, so she could only sigh: "Do whatever you want, don't work too hard, pay more attention to rest."

Zhang Weidong couldn't help laughing. Zhou Li, a woman, has always enslaved her employees as livestock. If other people hear this, they will definitely think that the company is going to close down.He coughed twice, then cleared his throat and said, "What are you worrying about, I'm fine."

Zhou Li was silent, hoping that she was just worrying about it, but she still felt that something was wrong.

"Can I ask you something?" Zhang Weidong asked suddenly.

Zhou Li was stunned: "You say."

"Do you have Zhao Yu's contact information? Can you ask her out for a meeting?"

Zhou Li was shocked again, and quickly asked, "You want to see her? Why?"

Zhang Weidong didn't answer, just asked: "Is it possible?"

"Tell me what exactly you want to do, or I won't help you."

"It's nothing..." Zhang Weidong lit a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa and said, "You also know that Xiao Jun should have no relatives. If possible, I want to adopt Xiao Wu. It doesn't matter if I don't go through the formalities. I will Take care of him until he graduates from college."

Zhou Li really didn't understand, what was this man thinking?

But most of her worries have dissipated, maybe she was overthinking, since Zhang Weidong has the idea of ​​raising Xiao Wu, at least it proves that he has plans for the future.But raising a child is not as simple as raising a cat or a dog. It is a thankless task that requires a lot of time, energy and hard work for a long time.So Zhou Li asked Zhang Weidong: "Are you sure you want to do this? Have you really thought it through?"

Zhang Weidong didn't answer her directly, but said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Zhou Li had no way to refuse, so she had to call Zhao Yu herself, and euphemistically explained the reason for her appointment.

One afternoon a few days later, Zhang Weidong left work and hurried home.

Because the nurse called to tell him that his aunt was very emotional, arguing to see Dongzi and Maodou, and finally fainted.

My aunt just fainted out of panic, and woke up not long after. She lay weakly on the bed, her eyes were full of expectations looking at the door.When my aunt saw Zhang Weidong walking in, her expression was very disappointed, she propped herself up and tried to sit up: "It's Maodou... Where is Dongzi? Didn't he come back with you?"

Zhang Weidong walked over, helped her up, stuffed two more pillows into the back for her to cushion, then knelt down beside the bed, and buried his face in the quilt.He murmured an apology: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I'm sorry..."

"What's the matter with you child?" The aunt touched the back of Zhang Weidong's head, lost her mind for a moment, looked at the window and said to herself: "Is it raining outside? So Dongzi is stuck in school and can't come back? No, no, I have to pick him up quickly, you will catch a cold if you get in the rain. Where did you put the umbrella? Maodou, help me find it."

Zhang Weidong held his aunt's hand, raised his face and said, "You are not in good health, let me pick it up."

The aunt laughed happily: "It's great that Dongzi has you as a brother."

My aunt asked Zhang Weidong to pick him up from the school, but she forgot about it as soon as she turned around, took his hand, and chattered about family affairs.However, the topic is always inseparable from Dongzi, and her husband, who spoke with joy and vividness, with a sallow and thin face showing a completely inconsistent expression of happiness.

Zhang Weidong listened quietly, occasionally laughing in cooperation.

"Modou, Dongzi's temper is too stubborn, and you are the only one who can control him... I know, you must be more accommodating to him. Dongzi's personality is straight, and he doesn't know how to think about others. I often offend people without knowing it, so it’s no wonder I can’t make friends. But this kid also has his advantages, and anyone who treats him well will remember it in his heart. With you by his side to control him and restrain him, I feel more at ease... It’s just I have wronged you..."

Zhang Weidong didn't remember how he walked out of the house. He stood under the hot sun with an umbrella in his hand, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west and north and south for a while.

He couldn't remember many things, but he remembered them recently, and they were vivid in his mind.

Yes, Dongzi and Maodou are brothers.They knelt together in front of the desolate mountain temple in the desolate back mountain of the school, and vowed to be good brothers for life, with the heaven as a mirror and the gods as witnesses, and they only asked for brothers who died in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

How could he have forgotten?Zhang Weidong hooked the corner of his mouth, and a weird smile appeared on his face.