“…”
Mr. Gong stood like a statue, and Mu Qianchu frowned even more.
Luo Lie said, "I'm not being alarmist. Mrs. Gong won't talk to anyone anymore. Even if Mr. Gong stands in front of her now, she will just run away! No one can make her let go of her negative emotions! There is no cure!"
After saying that, Luo Lie left angrily.
…
In the children's bedroom, a little figure stood in front of the small table, putting on a beautiful dress for the doll in her hand. While putting it on, she muttered, "Little princess, I will dress you up beautifully and give it to Mom." , Mom will be very happy. I’ll give you a beautiful crown.”
After dressing up the doll beautifully, Gong Kui turned around happily and saw a person standing at the door of the room.
A robot, to be precise.
"Hello, Mr. Palace."
Seeing the robot, Gong Kui said hello with a smile.
Mr. Gong walked towards her, his steps were a little stiff. Gong Kui blinked his innocent eyes, and his tall body stopped in front of her. He slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Gong Kui and scanned her with his eyes. Small face.
"What are you going to do?" Gong Kui asked, tilting her head in confusion.
“…”
Mr. Gong looked at her in silence, and slowly raised his fine steel hand to touch her little face. Her whole little face was almost buried in his palm.
Gong Kui chuckled, "It's so cold, Mr. Gong."
Mr. Gong didn't take his hands away, he just held her face, as if his movements were frozen.
Gong Kui held it for a while and then moved away. She raised the beautiful doll with both hands and asked, "Mr. Gong, do you think Mom will like my little princess? Will the little princess make Mom happy?"
"You know she's unhappy?"
Mr. Gong kneeled there on one knee and asked.
Hearing this, the innocent smile on Gong Kui's face slowly faded. She raised a hand in front of her mouth and made a silencing gesture, "Shh, don't tell others."
“…”
Mr. Gong listened silently.
"Mr. Gong, I'm just telling you this." Gong Kui lowered her head and played with the doll in her arms, "The adults said that we are here for vacation. Before the vacation, Mom always went to play with Dad. This time, only Mom Being with us, I know she's unhappy."
“…”
"I don't want her to be unhappy, but I can't find Dad." Gong Kui suddenly walked aside, picked up a TV remote control, and walked to Mr. Gong, "I can't even make calls here. Even pressing this button has no effect.”
Mr. Gong watched as her little hand accurately pressed Gong Ou's mobile phone number on the TV remote control.
She keeps looking for her father.
"Mr. Gong, Mom said Dad would come to pick us up, but he didn't come. Do you think Dad doesn't want us anymore?" Gong Kui looked at it and asked.
Mr. Gong knelt on one knee in front of her, his movements unchanged for a long time. After hearing this, he was silent for a long time and asked, "Then do you hate him?"
"Are you saying you're angry? I don't know." Gong Kui seemed to have found a good channel to talk, and sat down in front of Mr. Gong, with a child's melancholy expression on her face, "I was originally afraid that Dad He doesn’t like me, and now I’m afraid he won’t like Mom. Mom is pregnant, and pregnant mothers can’t be unhappy.”
Pregnant mothers cannot be unhappy.
Even children understand this.
Mr. Gong knelt in silence, and Gong Kui said to herself again, "I don't know if we have been abandoned. I don't dare to ask Mom, for fear that she will be even more sad."
"Are you hurt?"
Mr Gong asked suddenly.
Gong Kui looked at it with wide eyes and a confused expression. Mr. Gong explained, "You were caught by bad guys before. Are you injured?"
Hearing this, Gong Kui's big eyes immediately flashed with fear. She hugged the doll in her arms tightly with both hands, and then shook her head vigorously, "I didn't, I didn't."
"Don't be afraid, bad people won't..."
"Don't tell Mom!" Gong Kui interrupted sternly, a bit aggressive at a young age, "Otherwise I won't play with you in the future!"
She was scared, but she didn't dare to show it. She was afraid that Shi Xiaonian would be sad.
The whole world knew how much pressure Shi Xiaonian was under, but there was only one person who didn't know and was still self-righteous.
Mr. Gong knelt there and looked at her, kneeling motionless.
Kneeling until Gong Kui couldn't feel that it was still obedient, she stretched out her little hand and poked its cold body, "Mr. Gong, are you listening to me?"
Did the robot ignore her
"Xiao Kui." Mr. Gong suddenly spoke, with a strong electronic sound.
"ah?"
"You are the most sensible child. Your father does not deserve to have such a good daughter like you." Mr. Gong said word by word.
Gong Kui sat on the ground and blinked, "Are you talking bad about my Dad? I won't tell him, but don't say it again. This is bad behavior."
"Xiao Kui."
"What's the matter?"
"Let me hug you." Mr. Gong said.
Gong Kui looked at it in astonishment, then rolled her eyes and thought for a while, put down the doll in her arms and stood up, slowly walked to its arms, stretched out a pair of small hands and climbed on its shoulders, "You're so cold."
Mr. Gong moved, his arms closed to hold her little body, but because of these words, he did not hold her tight, and just held her empty.
He didn't let go for a long time.
In order to have a good hug, Gong Kui tried her best to stand up on her little feet, and her little hands tried hard to hug it tighter, but its body became colder the more people hugged it.
It didn't let go, and the kind-hearted little Gongkui didn't let go either, and just endured the cold hug.
After a while, Gong Kui seemed to have figured out something, and patted it with her chubby little hand, "Mr. Gong, are you sad too? Don't be sad. Mom will be happy. There must be someone who can make Mom happy. of."
Mr Gong's body became even colder.
…
It was late at night, and all the lights in the NE building were dim. Only a few floors were lit, and they were as sparse as the stars in the sky.
There was a faint smell of alcohol wafting from the CEO's office.
The secretaries who were still working overtime outside looked at the closed door helplessly. The president had locked himself in the office for five hours.
No one was seen.
No calls were answered.
The aroma of red wine was like a thin thread that entered the CEO's office. Inside the door, the office was empty. The floor-to-ceiling windows were all covered by floor-to-ceiling curtains. There were no lights on, and the light was extremely dim.
The only light source came from the computer on the desk. In front of the faint corner of the light, a slender figure sat on a leather chair. His head was lowered so that his expression could not be distinguished. A pair of slender hands were folding cellophane.
At the foot of the desk are wine bottles upside down.
Gong Ou sat there folding cellophane, and the table was filled with countless crooked paper cranes, piled up like a hill.
The light of the computer reflected his dark hair.
On the screen is a document with three sentences typed in text -
"She will only run away! No one can make her let go of her negative emotions! There is no cure!"
"Don't be sad, Mom will be happy. There must be someone who can make Mom happy."
"Let's fall in love, Mr. Palace."
These three sentences were copied and pasted endlessly on the document, and the page number was displayed in the lower left corner of the document: page 3956.
There is no other content in the 3956-page document, only these three sentences, only these three sentences are left.
It's obviously just words, but it contains an indescribable madness.
Facing such a document, Gong Ou didn't take a second glance, just lowered his head and kept folding the cellophane, folding and folding.
The more it folds, the more messy it becomes.
The more you fold, the more panic you get.
The cellophane lost its shape and slipped from his hands.
"boom!"
Gong Ou kicked the desk in annoyance, then picked up a full glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp. His throat rolled up and down, and the red wine liquid flowed down his throat and into his collar. He was completely unconscious.
He placed the wine glass heavily on the table. There were some skin scratches on the fingers holding the glass tightly, without any treatment.
A pair of hands slammed onto the keyboard, and the fingers quickly copied and pasted the three sentences on the screen. The number of pages in the document continued to increase, and more and more pages were added.
"She will only run away! No one can make her let go of her negative emotions! There is no cure!"
"Don't be sad, Mom will be happy. There must be someone who can make Mom happy."
"Let's fall in love, Mr. Palace."
"She will only run away! No one can make her let go of her negative emotions! There is no cure!"
"Don't be sad, Mom will be happy. There must be someone who can make Mom happy."
"Let's fall in love, Mr. Palace."
The light from the screen reflected in his eyes, which was a kind of crazy jealousy.
The cell phone rang, and Feng De's name bounced on it without any attention.
The page number increased crazily, and those three sentences turned into countless fragments and smashed into Gong Ou's eyes, and those eyes turned completely red.
She doesn't hate him.
She did not become more and more romantic with Mu Qianchu.
None of the things he worried about happened to her.
It's just that the woman he loves the most has fallen in love with the robot who inherited everything from him. She has fallen in love with a robot!
The screen is still being copied crazily.
The ringtone of the cell phone rang noisily over and over again, as if it was deliberately keeping up with the rhythm of copying and pasting. .
"boom!"
Gong Ou suddenly stood up from his desk, swept his arms, and his cell phone, wine bottles, and wine glasses were all swept to the ground.
The computer was smashed.
Countless cellophane cranes fell to the ground like rain, covering the ground.
Red wine splashed on his feet.
Gong Ou stood there motionless, his hands hanging down, blood seeping out from the scratches on his fingers, dripping down his slender fingers and falling into the red wine on the ground.
Throwing everything away, Gong Ou seemed to have made up his mind, raised his legs and walked out.
He was paranoid, and she stayed by his side without hesitation; when she became crazy, he went crazy with her!
…
Deep in the woods, when the door was pushed open, the moonlight came in and cast it on the huge bed.
Shi Xiaonian was sitting on the bedside in silk pajamas, saying nothing, her eyes open blankly, exactly the same as during the day. She seemed to have never changed this sitting posture. (To be continued)