He Zhi asked the secretary to send up the personnel information of Ji Mao's designer Shen Shun, and then asked the secretary to contact Shen Shun, if possible, let Shen Shun come.
Shen Shun's social relationship is very simple. He came from an ordinary family but has excellent genes. The government took him from his native family to a training institute and gave him an elite education.
Shen Shun graduated at the age of 25 and stayed in a large company in country D for two years before returning to country A to join Qianzhan Technology Company.
He has worked in Qianzhan Technology for three years. He has neither a girlfriend nor a boyfriend. He has a good relationship with his colleagues, but it is not particularly good. He left because his mother in his original family passed away, and he decided to return to where his parents lived.
At that time, the TL8 cabin he was in charge of did not have follow-up maintenance problems. Later, I wanted to contact him, but I could no longer contact him.
A file was thin, and it was finished after a short time. The secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying that Shen Shun was still unable to be contacted.
He Zhi had an ominous premonition in his heart, but the premonition was always a premonition, it was useless and not worth paying attention to.
He put down the documents and looked at the documents piled aside.
Unexpectedly, at three o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from Ji Mao.
He Zhi was talking with a shareholder in the reception room when the communicator placed on the secretary vibrated. The secretary picked it up and took a look. It was a video request from He Zhi's landline.
She looked at He Zhi hesitantly, and when He Zhi noticed it, he asked her, "Who?"
"It's your fixed line at home..." the secretary told him.
He Zhi was suddenly refreshed, stood up and took the communicator, excused the shareholders, and went into the lounge to pick it up.
Ji Mao's face appeared on the screen. He was wearing He Zhi's sports jacket. The jacket was a bit too big, but it seemed smaller when others looked at it.
For some reason, Ji Mao's expression was a little awkward.
"He Zhi," Ji Mao called him, as if he wanted to say something, but was ashamed to speak.
"Say it." He Zhi encouraged him.
"That..." Ji Mao glanced behind him, and whispered to He Zhi, "Please tell Auntie for me, you think I'm too fat, so I'm trying to lose weight and don't eat snacks."
Ji Mao stepped aside, and He Zhi saw his mother standing there holding a large box of biscuits, looking at Ji Mao enthusiastically.
He Zhi's head grew big, and he said to his mother, "Mom, what are you doing at my house?"
His mother suddenly put on a serious face, and said to him from a distance: "None of your business, I want to eat biscuits for Mao Mao."
Half an hour ago, Ji Mao finished watching the finale of "Flowers and Butterflies", and was sitting and relaxing when he suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening.
He walked over to look, and happened to meet two women standing in the entrance.
The overweight one was holding a bag of ingredients in his hand, looking very kind; the thinner one was carrying a bag, and she was a swaying beauty. When the two saw Ji Mao, they were stunned.
The beauty looked back at the yard, confirmed that this was He Zhi's house, then turned back and asked Ji Mao: "Are you...?"
Ji Mao only knew that the chef would come over in the afternoon, but the person who asked him didn't look like a cook at all. He hadn't figured out how to introduce himself, but the beauty jumped in and grabbed Ji Mao's hand, asking, "Oh, what are you doing?" Okay, I'm He Zhi's mother."
Ji Mao politely called Auntie, introduced himself as Ji Mao, and then quickly recognized the face and searched, and immediately found the information of He Zhi's mother. Her name is Fu Haoyin, and she is a pianist.
He Zhi's father, He Yongchen, protects the privacy of his family very well. There is only Fu Haoyin's personal news on the entire Internet, and nothing related to her and the Logan Group can be found. There are only a few sporadic reports. When He Yongchen mentioned his wife, Describe her as a gentle, beautiful and talented woman.
Fu Haoyin smiled and stared at Ji Mao with an expression of "mother is so pleased", and asked him: "Ji Mao, you are He Zhi's boyfriend, right?"
Ji Mao explained passively: "No... I'm not his boyfriend."
"Really?" Fu Haoyin didn't seem to believe it at all, "Then why did He Zhi let you come to his house?"
Ji Mao wanted to argue again, but she pulled her to the sofa and sat down.
"I don't know He Zhi yet, he will be angry even if I come here," Fu Haoyin whispered to Ji Mao mysteriously, "I suspect that He Zhi has mania."
"Madam, I'll cook first." The fatter woman was indeed a chef, Fu Haoyin nodded to her, and she went to the kitchen with the ingredients.
Fu Haoyin grabbed Ji Mao and asked him with interest: "Ji Mao, how do you write your name?"
"Ji is the Ji of discipline, and Mao is the Mao of Zichou Yinmao," Ji Mao replied seriously.
Fu Haoyin nodded, and suddenly asked him: "Maomao, you are wearing He Zhi's coat, right?"
If Ji Mao had a human body, his face would be so hot that he could boil an egg. He stammered for a while before saying, "But I'm really not He Zhi's boyfriend."
Fu Haoyin looked at Ji Mao, blinked her eyes clearly, and said, "But He Zhi must be chasing you, and you like him too, right?"
Ji Mao couldn't answer.
Because Fu Haoyin was half right, and the other half was wrong, Ji Mao once had such a dream.
Ji Mao is not good at dealing with female elders. In his short life, the few domineering upper-class female clients he met were all the creations of Shen Zhiyu based on the reality of class. He has never met such a cheerful and healthy person as Fu Haoyin.
Before he knew it, Ji Mao was dragged by Fu Haoyin to talk for a long time.
Fu Haoyin learned that Ji Mao wanted to find a job in a retro styling shop, and exchanged contact information with him, saying that he would take care of his business.
Ji Mao doesn't talk much, but he listens patiently and is very gentle, and has a beautiful life, so Fu Haoyin likes him very much.
When the two were talking about sweets, Fu Haoyin suddenly took out a box of biscuits from her bag and insisted on trying Ji Mao, and said: "Auntie made this biscuit by herself. It was supposed to be distributed to everyone at the party at night, but now I give it to you." You ate."
Ji Mao couldn't eat, and couldn't get enough of Fu Haoyin's kindness, so he had to call He Zhi for help. In order to take care of Fu Haoyin's emotions, he pretended that He Zhi called.
He Zhi was scolded by his mother, not only could not refute, but also had to save Ji Mao, put on a black face and said: "Ji Mao is so fat, you still want to feed him biscuits?"
Fu Haoyin looked at Ji Mao in surprise, and asked He Zhi: "Where is Mao Mao fat?"
He Zhi said impatiently: "He's fat, his clothes are too big to tell, and his bottom is full of meat. I'm telling him to lose weight, you just stay still, I'm back."
"Aren't you going to work?" Fu Haoyin looked at his watch, "It's only three o'clock."
"No more, Ji Mao, don't hang up yet." Seeing that Ji Mao was about to hang up after using the phone, He Zhi stopped him immediately, and emphasized to his mother, "Mom, don't give Ji Mao food."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Haoyin's expression was very angry: "What's the matter with this He Zhi? Mao Mao, tell me, where are you getting fat? He Zhi is only fat himself. He weighed one hundred and fifty catties when he just entered high school. Class is the fattest."
Ji Mao leaned against the wall and laughed, and Fu Haoyin stuffed another biscuit over: "Maomao, you won't get fat if you only eat one."
Ji Mao looked at the biscuit that Fu Haoyin was pinching in her hand, but pushed it back for her, and said pitifully, "Auntie, I dare not eat it."
Fu Haoyin almost cried when she heard it, and spent ten minutes with Ji Mao condemning her manic and controlling son. It was not until the friend who had a party with her at night called to urge her that she reluctantly bid farewell to Ji Mao , and said that he would come to Ji Mao next time.
As soon as Fu Haoyin left, the house suddenly fell silent. The sound of the chef cutting vegetables seemed to come from the kitchen. Ji Mao opened the on-demand area of the latest episodes and found a new idol drama, "Flowers and Butterflies" 2", created by the original crew of "Flowers and Butterflies", I immediately watched it with great interest.
He Zhi hurried home like a reincarnation, but when he got home, he saw Ji Mao sitting on the sofa watching an idol drama, just like when he went out in the morning, the charging cable was not plugged in, presumably because he was worried about outsiders in the kitchen .
"Where's my mother?" He Zhi threw the bag aside and walked over to ask Ji Mao.
Ji Mao turned his head to look at He Zhi, and said, "Let's go first. Why are you back?"
"I'm afraid you'll get fat." He Zhi looked down at him.
Ji Mao pressed the pause button, turned sideways with a smile on his face, leaned on the back of the sofa and sat on his knees, facing He Zhi, and laughed at him: "Auntie said you were the fattest in the class when you were in high school."
"She let it go—" He Zhisheng stopped attacking his mother, and said to Ji Mao expressionlessly, "Why didn't she say I am the tallest?"
Ji Mao looked at He Zhi with a smile, but didn't speak, but He Zhi suddenly became speechless.
Fortunately, Ji Mao went on to say, "Is your work going well today?"
"You still know how to care about me." He Zhi raised his hand to touch Ji Mao's head, but felt that this movement was too abrupt, so he had to change his hand and put it on the armrest of the sofa like Ji Mao, "What are you looking at?" Woolen cloth?"
"Flower Butterfly 2," Ji Mao turned his eyes back to the wall curtain, and the screen suddenly moved again, "Jingjing's child fell, it was Shao Shanqin's fault. You said, Shao Shanqin is already married, why did she come to harm Jingjing?" What about Crystal?"
"..." He Zhi regretted asking Ji Mao just now, "I don't know."
The chef left after finishing dinner, and only He Zhi and Ji Mao were left at home.
After eating, He Zhi walked over and forcibly suspended Huahua Butterfly 2, and discussed with Ji Mao: "Let's talk?"
Ji Mao turned his head to look at He Zhi intently, and said, "Okay."
He Zhi sat down not far from him: "This morning, the head of the testing department was unconscious in the game cabin. The TL8 game cabin was burned down. I couldn't find the backup of this version of the game. Do you know anything?"
When Ji Mao heard that the testing director was unconscious, he was stunned, paused, and then asked, "Is he all right?"
"He—" He Zhigang wanted to say it's okay, but suddenly felt that Ji Mao's face of struggling to speak was very cute, and couldn't help scaring him, "The medical instrument gave a diagnosis of vegetative state."
Hearing this, Ji Mao asked He Zhi in a panic with a look of helplessness, "Really?"
"Fake," He Zhi put his legs on the coffee table, and said casually, "Don't you know what he has become?"
Seeing Ji Mao staring at him, He Zhi averted his eyes.
He opened the wall curtain, tuned to the news channel, turned down the volume again, and then faced Ji Mao, and continued: "He woke up in the afternoon, but he is still not conscious, talking in a nonsensical manner, what happened to you last night?"
Ji Mao pursed his lips and frowned, feeling a bit embarrassed to speak.
He Zhi noticed that Ji Mao had become anxious, so he turned his head and stared at the news anchor, his tone slowed down a bit, and said, "I'll just ask, you don't need to answer me."
He originally wanted to tease Ji Mao, but seeing Ji Mao's expression, it seemed self-defeating.
When the news was over, Ji Mao said, "I was out of control last night."
He Zhi glanced at Ji Mao, seeing Ji Mao's head drooping slightly, as if a little embarrassed and guilty, he realized regret and softened his heart, and immediately interrupted Ji Mao: "Okay, don't say it if you don't want to say it. "
The process is not difficult to guess, and he doesn't need Ji Mao to recall uncomfortable things to prove his conjecture. He Zhi's original intention is so simple that it is almost stupid. He wants to chat with Ji Mao, that's all.
"Whether you want to say it or not, don't you know it all?" Ji Mao lowered his head, then raised it again, looking into He Zhi's eyes, "You... after you quit the game, I saw Liu Yue entered the game, so I asked A little crazy, pinched his neck and asked him where you are. He couldn't resist me, and passed out after a while. As soon as he closed his eyes, I could enter his perspective and see a lot of things. I started from the game I found it out of the cabin, went up from the twentieth floor, stayed in your office for a while, recorded your address and contact information, and then went down to find a laboratory storing conceptual biochemical robots, and stole a desirable one. Implanted the program. I copied Liu Yue's authority, walked out of the building smoothly, and—"
Ji Mao stopped suddenly, and He Zhi said for him: "Then come to me."
"Yes," Ji Mao nodded, "And then you know everything."
"How long have you been in The Last Day?" He Zhi asked.
Ji Mao thought for a while before saying, "It's been a long time, more than eight thousand days."
Twenty years of human beings.
"But in the game, the time seems to be faster than outside." Ji Mao's eyes were a little confused, "It passed in the blink of an eye."
He Zhi pondered for a moment, then asked him, "How many people have you met?"
Ji Mao replied: "As many people as there are in your testing department, I will meet as many as you can, and I will also add Shen Shun and you."
He was sitting on the sofa of He Zhi's house, looking docile and harmless, he had no purpose for the future, and he had no plans for He Zhi.
However, He Zhi suddenly had a rapid heartbeat. He looked into Ji Mao's eyes, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, and asked him, "Why me? Why are you still looking for me?"
After finishing speaking, He Zhi's ears felt a little hot. Nothing in his life was more hesitant and afraid to speak than at this moment.
Ji Mao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked He Zhi, "Don't you understand?"
He Zhi took a breath and didn't know how to answer. He was too unsuitable for warmth. He really didn't understand, but it wasn't decent enough to admit that he didn't understand.
"Forget it if you don't understand," Ji Mao saw him in a daze, and quickly added, "Don't talk about this topic anymore."
He Zhi stopped talking, he lit a cigarette, Ji Mao saw him lighting a cigarette, and moved to the side.
He Zhi found out, and asked Ji Mao what was wrong, and Ji Mao explained: "I am flammable."
He Zhi only took a puff, and after being told by Ji Mao, the cigarette hadn't entered his throat before he spit it out again, he paused for a moment with the hand holding the cigarette, and tied the cigarette in the ashtray.
Ji Mao waited for a while, and continued the topic by himself, he asked He Zhi: "Should I not come?"
He Zhixin and his face sank together, and said, "Where can you go if you don't come to my place?"
Ji Mao didn't answer, and he didn't seem to believe He Zhi's statement, he forced a smile at He Zhi, and said "hmm".
"I'll take responsibility for you." After He Zhi finished speaking, he realized that this sentence was so old-fashioned that it wouldn't even appear in the idol dramas Ji Mao watched.
Sure enough, Ji Mao smiled, although it was just a twitch of the corner of his mouth: "I am not pregnant, what are you responsible for?"
He's intelligence quotient is very low, and he knew that Ji Mao was still unhappy. He was silent for three minutes before he thought of the topic to change, and pretended to be casual: "You wait here, I will ask the assistant to buy you a communicator tomorrow .”
"Ah," Ji Mao twitched his mouth again, "I've already bought it."
He jumped off the sofa, went to the door and took a box to show He Zhi: "How about it, order in the morning and it will arrive in the afternoon."
He Zhi looked at the box and remembered that this was the communicator used by Ji Mao in the game. Now that this brand has a newer model, Ji Mao still chose this one.
"How can I buy an old one?" He Zhi opened the box, saw that Ji Mao hadn't started using it yet, so he called his assistant and asked him to buy a new one and send it to him right away.
He didn't want to see Ji Mao using old things.
Ji Mao leaned lazily on the sofa, and waited until He Zhi finished making the phone call before saying, "I'm used to it."
"The new one is better." He Zhi said.
"Actually, I don't need a communicator," Ji Mao pointed to the landline in He Zhi's living room, and the landline rang, showing an unknown number, and hung up after two rings. Ji Mao continued , "But using a communicator to answer the phone seems more like a person."
He Zhi let out a long breath, and just about to say something, Ji Mao said, "It's not that I can't watch Flowers and Butterflies 2 directly in my body, but it lacks the feeling of watching TV."
As he spoke, the wall screen automatically jumped to the video-on-demand interface, and he selected episode 5 of Flower Butterfly 2.
"Have you finished reading the news?" Ji Mao asked He Zhi politely.
"... finished reading." He Zhi said.
Before He Zhi finished speaking, the theme song of the idol drama started. Ji Mao knew to He: "You don't have to watch TV with me, anyway—"
He fell silent suddenly.
"What's the matter anyway?" He Zhi asked him.
Ji Mao shrugged, and happened to hear the heroine in the play say to the hero, "You are no longer the old Zhu Qingyun." He glanced at He Zhi, and learned to say without ups and downs: "Anyway, you are no longer the same Zhu Qingyun." It's not the He Zhi from before."
Although He Zhi wanted Ji Mao to talk about The Last Day in his eyes, Ji Mao obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore, and He Zhi didn't want to be tortured by the flowers and butterflies anymore. Went to the study, in order to pay close attention to Ji Mao's movements, he didn't close the door.
He rushed home in the afternoon to rescue Ji Mao from the fire and water, and there were still a lot of business to be done, so it happened that the assistant and the secretary came to the door together, one to deliver the communicator, and the other to do the work.
After He Zhi finished reading the two contracts, the doorbell rang, and he walked out, and saw Ji Maoping spread out on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep again. He remembered that his assistant had seen the inflatable doll model he made, so he walked over and met Ji Mao upstairs.
He Zhi squatted in front of Ji Mao, still thinking about how to wake up the dormant Ji Mao, when he suddenly saw the cut on Ji Mao's arm, his heart softened.
He sighed, pulled out the charging cable plugged into the ground and held it in his hand, hugged Ji Mao horizontally, walked upstairs, hesitated between his room and the guest room, and finally hugged Ji Mao to himself Room.
Ji Mao is very light, less than half the weight of an ordinary adult male. He Zhi put him on the bed effortlessly, thought for a while, plugged in Ji Mao's charging cable, and then turned and walked out.
Unexpectedly, when they reached the door, Ji Mao's voice came from behind: "Who's here?"
He Zhi turned around and walked over to look at him: "You didn't sleep?"
"No," Ji Mao lay on his side and looked at him, "Who told you that I was dormant?"
He Zhi looked at Ji Mao with folded arms, and asked him, "Are you playing with me?"
The broken hair on Ji Mao's forehead hung down, blocking his eyes. He raised his hand to push it away, but He Zhi quickly helped him put it behind his ears.
Ji Mao didn't take back the raised hand, but pressed the back of He Zhi's hand. Ji Mao's hands are very white, with long and slender fingers and round nails, covering the back of He Zhi's wheat-colored hands softly and bonelessly, and said to He Zhi easily, "It's not that you are stupid."
He Zhi suddenly felt hot, so he withdrew his hand, stood up straight and said to him, "My assistant is here, and he has seen your face. You stay still, I will come up when I am done."
"Well," Ji Mao turned his back, crawled over and unplugged the charging cable, "I'm going to wash it, do you have pajamas?"
He Zhi went to find him a new nightgown before going downstairs to open the door.