Lin Anxin paused in putting down the cup. Si Chen saw her little movement, pursed his lips, and continued, "Sorry, Anxin."
Lin Anxin put the cup in front of the bed with a bang, turned around, frowned, looked at him impatiently, and asked like a barrage of questions, "Are you going to sleep or not? If you don't sleep, I'm going to sleep!"
"sleep."
He raised the corners of his mouth and immediately closed his eyes.
Si Chen had just finished the operation, and the torment just now had exhausted all his energy. Not long after he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep...
Lin Anxin sat on a chair nearby, watching the person on the bed breathing calmly, looking at him quietly for a while with complicated eyes.
He yawned tiredly, then lay down beside the hospital bed and fell asleep—
*
The moon has already reached the treetops in Linshi.
It’s still broad daylight in W country.
Chi Baobei followed Li Beijue to Li's headquarters for the first time. Facing so many people in the company, he didn't have stage fright at all and did whatever he had to do.
Li Beijue went to a meeting, and he was playing in the office.
One person occupied the entire ring-shaped sofa, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and playing with his mobile phone. His small schoolbag was casually thrown aside, revealing a corner of the book.
Special Assistant Xu craned his neck to peek at the cover of the exposed book and found that it was a Sherlock Holmes detective novel.
He originally thought it was an analysis book such as stock market trends, but he didn't expect that the books in his schoolbag were so normal.
You know, the biggest abnormality is that this kind of book that fits the personality of a child appears in Chi Baobao's schoolbag. After all, he has thoroughly seen what genius is today.
Special Assistant Xu recalled how Chi Baobao had casually asked him a few questions about stocks, how embarrassed he was at not being able to answer any of them, and how Chi Baobao had turned his head to Baidu and answered eloquently, and he felt silently ashamed.
As an adult in his thirties, it is really embarrassing that he cannot even answer the questions raised by a 9-year-old child.
Even if his professional specialty is not data analysis, he still feels embarrassed!
The person on the sofa was probably tired from playing and changed his position. Suddenly he looked away from the iPad, looked at him and said, "Uncle Xu, bring me a glass of juice. I want to drink orange juice."
"Okay, okay." Assistant Xu immediately withdrew his furtive gaze and went out to help him pour orange juice.
The preparation of orange juice is very simple. After a while, he returned to the office with the cup.
"Xiaoxin, come and play."
"Mom, I'm going to play."
"You're not allowed to go! Put away the toys first! Otherwise, you'll see my spinning magic!"
"Nohara beautiful teeth, big belly, three layers of fat, she is a devil!"
There was a series of TV playing sounds coming from the iPad, while the person on the sofa was holding the iPad and watching it with gusto. Those dark eyes were as satisfied as if they were overjoyed. They looked like two different people from the mature look just now!
"Young Master, your juice." As he put down the juice, he took the opportunity to glance at the iPad and found that the iPad actually contained "Crayon Shin-chan". He suddenly felt bad.
He knew about this cartoon. His son especially liked to watch it and scolded him endlessly. What he didn't expect was that the young master who was a genius in his mind also liked to watch this kind of cartoon. How can I put this feeling into words? It always feels weird.
(End of chapter)