"It is relatively rare to have such repeated illnesses, probably due to the high-level internal settings of Louis XIII. The memory is relatively large, so there are more things stored..."
Que De did another test for the President, and the test results this time were different from the previous one.
"He seems to be caught in a new plot. This time he doesn't think you are Xiaojiao's wife, but someone's stand-in." Que De quickly made a test report. "Here is some information that may be useful to you. Helped."
Jiao Qi took over and checked, thinking it was a medical theory, but it turned out to be a book list:
"The President's Alternate Ex-wife"
"The Double Lover of the Chief of the Empire"
"Scumbag: I'm just a stand-in"
"Deep Sadomasochism: Dragon Emperor's Stand-in Demon Empress"
"..." Jiao Qi folded up the book list and threw it into the trash can. "Mr. Que, do you remember your own occupation?"
"Of course, remember that the treatment plan of a top doctor will include not only the treatment of the patient, but also the psychological counseling to the family members. At present, Mr. Zhang’s illness cannot be directly treated, so I am counseling you. I hope you Be mentally prepared for the days to come." Que De said sincerely.
Jiao Qi rubbed his forehead with a headache: "I don't need this service, please remove it from the bill."
Que De shrugged: "Okay, but there is a new surprise." As he said, he took out another document and put it in a pink-blue folder.
This is the latest research result sent by Que De's tutor yesterday. It is a top secret that has not yet been published and is very precious. If you want to see it, you need to pay a loan fee.
"I thought that Mr. Zhang was already healed, so there was no need to show it to you. Now that I'm going back, I think it should be helpful to you." Although Que De is a bit of money, his professional ethics as a doctor is still very high. Will not lie professionally. He said that if it is useful, it must be useful.
Jiao Qi took the information and glanced at it.
The report in English is even a little messy, and it is obviously a first draft. The content inside is actually very simple, that is, this instructor has observed a phenomenon.
[A person with mental brain disorder syndrome, when confused, will combine with his own memory. 】
"Maybe you can take the opportunity to learn about your husband's little secret." Que De said with a wink, and collected the information again.
He could indeed unearth a lot of little secrets, Jiao Qi nodded and looked at Lao Gong who was sitting aside impatiently, his eyes dimmed. So, who is the phrase "not like him" just now
Seeing that the patient’s family was emotionally wrong, Que De quickly added: "Of course, it is mainly affected by the disorder of memory information. It is not easy to distinguish true from false, and you don’t have to take it too seriously."
Jiao Qi couldn't, so he could only take the big dick president home.
Today is the weekend, so I went back to the villa, and dinner was already being prepared.
Zhang Chenfei was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a golden sword, pointing to Jiao Qi, who was drinking tea slowly, and said to the housekeeper: "He will live here in the future and arrange for him a job, a gardener or a cook."
The maid who was adding tea to Jiao Qi looked over in surprise, her hand shook, and the black tea was spilled on the snow-white saucer.
The butler is still calm: "Okay, I remember you bought a small apron last year, so I'll find it for you."
"Ahem..." Jiao Xi choked suddenly. The butler probably thought they were going to play some weird play, such as the strong little gardener and garden master, the weak chef and perverted guests.
The maid looked up to the butler in admiration. This psychological quality and response power deserved to be a PhD from London Butler University.
"Don't pay attention to him, make a fool of yourself, let's eat." Jiao Qi stood up and walked to the dining table. I don't know what strange personalities this guy has put on him again.
Zhang Chenfei sat down opposite Jiao Qi, picked up the red wine glass and shook it: "I will provide you with food and drink in the future, but you have to be obedient and do as I say."
Jiao Qi supported his forehead with one hand, which was really embarrassing. Kicked Zhang Dadi under the dining table: "What's the matter, let's go upstairs and say, we are eating."
"Huh." The president snorted unexplainably, and bowed his head to eat.
After eating, the food on the table was removed, and the butler poured a mouthful of tea for the two of them.
Zhang Chenfei wiped his mouth with a napkin, and confessed to the housekeeper solemnly: "Clean up a guest room and come out."
The housekeeper glanced at Jiao Qi in surprise. He didn't see any signs of anger, so he confirmed to his husband: "Are you going to sleep in the guest room tonight?"
The president's eyes widened: "What I sleep in the guest room, he sleeps!"
The butler was even more surprised, turning his head to look at Jiao Qi inquiringly.
Jiao Qi raised one eyebrow and raised his chin: "Go and clean it up."
Everything was arranged according to the president's wishes. Mr. Dior expressed his satisfaction. He remembered the white moonlight in his heart in the courtyard at night, and then poetically prepared to sleep. Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, I saw the substitute Xiaojiao wife lying in the middle of the big bed, holding a book and reading with gusto.
"Who allowed you to sleep in my bed?" Mrs. President Liuli was angry.
Jiao Qi shook his feet: "Don't make a noise, I'll finish reading this chapter."
"Man, you are really bold." Mr. Da Diao said viciously, but his eyes were staring at those white feet unconsciously. The toes that have never suffered before are round and full, with a touch of pink, which is really cute, and makes people feel the urge to pinch and play.
Is this damn little stand-in trying to seduce him? He will not be fooled!
"Steward! Why is he in my bed!"
The angry voice of the owner of the villa came from above, echoing clearly in the dimly lit living room.
"Uncle, shouldn't you say it?" the little new girl asked anxiously.
"I'm going to pretend to be deaf at this time. I'm too old to hear it." The butler smiled and turned away. Don't mix up the taste of the young couple.
After calling for a long time, the butler did not respond. The President looked at the prey on the bed without a sense of crisis, and sneered, "Well, since you asked for it." He said, he began to undress.
"叽..."
The big guy who suddenly rushed up like a tortoise and an arhat, pressed Jiao Qi to make a squeaky rubber toy. The three-day tired old waist was a little too much to bear, and he quickly rolled aside.
"Wait, wait a minute," Jiao Qi propped up, with one hand against the bullying Zhang Dadi, "Since I am not the one you love, wouldn't you feel guilty if you touch me like this?"
Zhang Chenfei looked at him uncertainly. The white face of the little avatar was tight, like a nervous little rabbit, and the two innocuous fangs would show up at any time, so charming and so familiar. What a clever little thing, the president thought, slowly raised his hand, and gently stroked the smooth cheek: "When you are stubborn and angry, you really look like him."
"I looked more like him when I raised my hand to beat you." Jiao Qi rolled his eyes, patted his big cock's hand, and got into the bed to get to sleep.
Mr. Da Diao didn't intend to let him go easily. He grabbed the ankle and dragged the person back into his arms, and took the opportunity to pinch the pink toe: "Just use this expression to say'I love you' to me. "
"..." The old man suddenly said that this was a bit awkward, and Jiao Qi smacked his lips, reluctantly.
"Say! Otherwise, just continue the matter." Zhang Chenfei rubbed the moist lips of Xiaojiao's wife with his thumb.
"Bah, baah, take your dirty hands away." Jiao Qi squeezed the hand that was groping, don't think he didn't see this hand just grabbing the foot.
"Man, don't toast or drink fine wine!" Mr. Da Diao became a little angry.
"Hey," Jiao Qi couldn't help yawning. He was really sleepy and could only coax Mr. Da Diao, "Ah, I love you."
"Bring my name." If the President is a customer, it must be the most annoying kind of Party A. If you don't finish the requirements at a time, the finished product is given, and you have to add this and that.
"I love you, Chen Fei." Jiao Qi touched his head and said seriously.
"Who is Chen Fei? Are you still thinking about that poor boy?" He did not get the finished product requested, and was named a competitor's name. The president was trembling with popularity, and said with canthus, "How much did I tell you? Every time, call me big! Cock!"
"..."
After a long time of trouble, Jiao Qi, who was really too sleepy in the end, could only say "I love big dick" as required to lose power and humiliate the country.
Mr. Da Cock, who was finally satisfied, took his avatar Xiaojiao wife into his arms, and when he was almost asleep, he whispered in his ear: "I love you too. I have liked you since I was seventeen. ."
Jiao Qi, who was supposed to be asleep, opened his eyes suddenly and his whole body froze. Because, he knows, this sentence is not in the novel. When he was honest about the history of love, Zhang Chenfei said that he had a person he liked when he was in school. I rarely talked about it before, saying that it was all in the past, and Jiao Qi didn't care, no one had a youthful time.
However, everything shouldn't be done, it should be mentioned at this moment.
[A person with mental brain disorder syndrome, when confused, will combine with his own memory. 】
Jiao Qi couldn't sleep anymore.
On Sunday morning, it was Li Yingjun’s new product launch. Now that I have received the invitations, I still have to go.
I kept beating on the side for a long while along the way, but Comrade Da Diao didn't get on his sleeve, he was tight-lipped, just unwilling to give out the name "Bai Yueguang". If I ask too many questions, I will get angry, so I have to put it aside for now.
Handsome Games launched a relatively large-scale game this time, and the press conference was very grand. After the presentation, Li Yingjun stayed at the scene to accept questions from reporters, while others went to the banquet hall to enjoy a cold meal and tea break.
Some bosses in the industry are there and everyone knows them basically. They talk about business while drinking tea, and the atmosphere is harmonious. Zhang Chenfei's IQ was online as soon as he arrived on the business floor, and he talked fluently with others, and Jiao Qi didn't care about him, looking for him in the crowd, and quickly locked on the guy who was hiding in the corner.
"Shi Qing, why don't you come to say hello to me." Jiao Qi pulled the man out.
"Oh, Brother Jiao!" Gao Shiqing swallowed the little cake in his mouth, smiling and following Jiao Qi's fists.
This person is Zhang Chenfei's university classmate and an early partner of Shifei Technology. However, he is not interested in the direction of Shi Fei's development. A few years ago, he set up his own door to become a food delivery platform. Now Shi Fei still has his shares, but he does not participate in the business, just collects dividends.
"Some days are gone, what are you up to?" Jiao Qi looked at Gao Shiqing up and down, this guy seemed to be fatter again. Although he is the same age as Zhang Chenfei, Mr. Gao, who loves food, is already blessed.
"Hey, don't mention it," Gao Shiqing smiled and waved, "Where is Da Fei?"
Jiao Xichong lifted his chin in the direction of Zhang Chenfei, and took hold of Gao Shiqing who was about to say hello: "Shi Qing, let me ask you something."
"Huh?" Gao Shiqing turned around.
"Chen Fei liked that person when he was in school, what's his name?" Jiao Qi asked in a low voice. Gao Shiqing was in a dormitory with Zhang Chen, and he must know who that person is.
"Name, I really don't know." Gao Shiqing took a glass of champagne in the waiter's tray, took a sip, met Jiao Qi's suspicious eyes, and quickly showed his loyalty, "I really don't know, that person is his high school classmate. , I never showed up in college. I heard Da Fei said that he took the Q major for that talent, but he didn't go to the Q major, and he still suffered for a long time."
High school classmates…
Seventeen…
That's right.
Jiao Qi's heart tightened, and his fingers holding the goblet gradually turned white: "What then? Didn't contact him again during college?"
"No, he doesn't seem to have time to confess to others. Haha, don't you know, this guy was not good at art at that time, so he made a confession program by himself, which is as stupid as that. He wants to play a mentally handicapped game, and then touch The organs played music and fireworks, but the results were useless." Gao Shiqing recalled the past lush years, laughing forward and backward.
Jiao Qi couldn't laugh, he only felt that his blood was drained, and he was shivering with the cold.
Mentally handicapped games set off fireworks, which was used when Zhang Chenfei confessed to him.
…
"I made a new mini game, you can see if it's fun." Zhang Chenfei, who was full of energy, handed him a mobile phone.
It was a small game similar to Sokoban, with rough graphics and rubbish operation. When the small steel ball was pushed into the hole, the phone suddenly rang super loud music, and at the same time, fireworks were set off in a square not far away.
"Jiao Qi, I like you, be my boyfriend."
The programmer's rustic romance.
…
After so many years, he finally knew the truth, that stupid confession procedure was not done for him. No wonder Mr. Zhang, who can already make high-definition, cutting-edge games, came up with such a simple program, because this thing was not made after he won the international gold award, but just entered university and he is full of high school male gods. Love was typed out in the dormitory one by one.
At that time, they didn't even know each other.
The beauty of the memory is the leftover rice that has not been sent out, which makes Jiao Qi feel extremely sick.
"Brother Jiao, are you okay?" Gao Shiqing yelled badly when he saw that his face was not good. He didn't mean to say something that shouldn't be said. Shouldn't it, these two have been married for seven years, Zhang Chenfei hasn't told his wife about this kind of thing
"It's okay, I drank too much just now, I'll go to the bathroom." Jiao Qi smiled at him, turned and walked to the bathroom.
Gao Shiqing beat the drum in his heart, ran to Zhang Chenfei quickly, and took him by the shoulders to a remote place: "DaFei, did you mention your first love male god to Brother Jiao?"
"He knew it a long time ago." Zhang Chenfei disapproved.
"Hey, no, are you saying something that shouldn't be said? Have you ever told anyone about the confession procedure?" Gao Shiqing sweated his forehead in anxious manner.
"Is there anything to say," Zhang Chen took a sip of his drink slowly, "He is just a stand-in."
"What? What?" Gao Shiqing only felt that a sky thunder struck him from above the hall, slicing his whole body into charcoal barbecue, spitting oil, "Isn't it you, do you use the young master Jiao as a stand-in?" You, how can you do this!"
"Oh, he knows it in his own heart." Zhang Chenfei sneered, and touched the glass with Gao Shiqing.
Is he clear? Kaka Kaka boom—
A bigger lightning struck, and Mr. Gao was smashed into ashes.
After the buffet, Zhang Chenfei accepted the invitation of his acquaintances and went to the club to play squash. Jiao Qi refused to go with him and drove home alone.
The villa was empty, and the afternoon sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but did not bring in any warmth. The housekeeper was leading the man to repair the fence, and the clanging percussion became the only movement.
Jiao Qi sat on the solo sofa in the basement, staring at a closed door in front of him. This is a storage room that he has never opened before. It is Zhang Chenfei's private space, which hides the secrets of that man when he was young.
He knew that Zhang Chen's growth environment was not very good when he was a child, and he had some things that he didn't want others to know.
Jiao Qi has always respected him. He has been married for seven years and has never entered this house even once. But now, I really want to go in and take a look.
Without eating at noon, his stomach was sore and painful now, Jiao Qi curled up on the sofa with a pale face, and couldn't help but shed two tears. If all these years of gentleness is just a scam, how will it end
The money and time spent can be counted. How can the love be recovered
Fingertips tremblingly touch the code lock on the door, the small storage room is like a Pandora's box, and the consequences of opening it are unpredictable. Jiao Qi took a deep breath, wiped his face, gritted his teeth and pressed the code.
He didn't know what the four-digit password was. He tried several commonly used four-digit passwords at home and they were all wrong. He broke the jar and typed "0826", and the door of "Dididi" opened.
"..." The room where Bai Yueguang's secret is hidden, using the current birthday as the key, always feels weird.
Jiao Qi pulled the corner of his mouth and pushed the door in.
The room is a little messy, and there are many messy things. Obsolete old computers, bicycles without handles, fruit knives with a gap, and a bail receipt from the detention center. On the only neat table, there is a photo of Zhang Chenfei with his mother when he was a child, and a rimowa aluminum-magnesium alloy suitcase. The box is custom-made, with a line of German engraved on the outside-"My Love".
The box is not locked and can be opened easily.
Jiao Qi pressed the lid of the box without raising his hand for a while. He doesn't know what's inside, but it must be something he doesn't want to see, and those things are the truth.
Maybe it was hundreds of love letters that could not be sent, maybe it was the photo of Bai Yueguang, maybe there was something more unbearable. The original good life seems to suddenly become a suspenseful horror movie, and the fragrance of birds and flowers collapses into a quagmire anytime and anywhere.
"Click", the box opened.
There is no "criminal evidence" of scorching eyes, just some inscrutable things. Broken pen, missing piece of eraser, album with old cartoon cover...
The pen and the eraser were familiar, Jiao Qi opened the photo album and saw a photo of him in high school.
This photo was obviously cut from the poster on the school's official website, and there was a missing piece next to it. Jiao Qi remembered that at that time, a high school was going to make an official website and needed a male and a female classmates to take promotional photos. He was somehow selected to take a back-to-back photo with an unknown girl who was said to be a school girl.
This stupid picture is still hanging on the school's official website. The cut out part of the album is the girl.
An almost ridiculous sense of unreality flooded up, Jiao Qi continued to flip back, and the entire album was his photos.
Some were taken from the school's honor roll, some were magnified on graduation photos, and some were secretly photographed at sports meets, basketball courts, and so on.
Jiao Qi finally remembered what was going on with that pen. It was used in his sophomore year in high school. Because it was so beautiful, the girls in the class scrambled to look at it. He accidentally fell off the stairs and bent the pen. A pen is nothing to him, but the girls in the class went down to pick it up guiltily, but they were strangely missing.
"Ha? Hahahaha..." Jiao Qi was a little bit dumbfounded, that is to say, Zhang Dajiao, this guy, knew him when he was in high school. The so-called first love male god was himself, who was still called Jiao Yan at the time.
For so many years, this guy hasn't mentioned a word without leaking water, which is also very powerful.
Jiao Qi stood up, went around the room, and found more interesting things. The homework he wrote, the school uniforms that were thrown away because of muddy water, and a high jump pole...
Picking up the red and white high jump bar, Jiao Qi suddenly turned black. He remembered this slightly bent pole very clearly. He was forced to participate in the high jump at the school sports meeting that year. A handsome leap did not pass, and he rode on the crossbar, the rod hitting the crotch firmly, so painful that he fell on the sponge cushion and did not get up for a long time.
This fellow Zhang Dazzle, even collected this thing, and drew two crying eggs in the middle of the pole with a marker.
Okay, Zhang Dazzle, wait for you to wake up.
In the evening, the president who had drunk staggered back to the villa, and saw the little wife sitting on the sofa sulking.
"Baby, I'm back." Zhang Chen leaned over, stuffed his head into Jiao Qi's arms, and touched his face in fascination.
Jiao Qi grabbed Lao Gong's wrist and said meaningfully, "I know who Bai Yueguang in your heart is."
The president's face changed suddenly.
"Is he called Jiao Yan?" Jiao Qi said with a smile.
"Shut up!" Mr. Diao jumped up instantly, like a wounded beast, "Don't mention his name! Only I can pronounce this name!"