After coming out of the hospital, Ting Shuang took a car to the square in the center of the city by herself to bask in the sun for a while, digested the sadness brought out from the ward by herself, and then bought hot coffee and went back to the hotel to condolence to Bai who has been working all day. Chang Yi.
"Baby." Ting Shuang kissed Bai Changyi in the past and pinched her shoulders diligently for the free labor force, "How is the progress? Do you remember the glorious years when you applied for scientific research funding?"
"It's different." Bai Changyi called out the document, "In the past, there was no one to supervise the work, and the efficiency was not as high as it is now."
"You're done writing it? What world are you from?" Ting Shuang exclaimed, "but why is it written in English?"
After asking him, he immediately understood. Bai Changyi usually writes textbooks, papers, and project plans, but when it comes to professional writing, he uses English and German. Maybe not as accurate as in English.
Ting Shuang flipped the page and quickly browsed the general content, and said, "How about I translate it? Go and rest for a while."
"You are not a professional translator." Bai Changyi said, "Roborun has professional translators, and they give them the English version directly. The lr office always communicates with them directly in English."
"Yeah." Ting Shuang responded, sat on Bai Changyi's lap, and continued to read the document while holding the laptop.
"How is your father?" Bai Changyi asked.
After entering the door, Ting Shuang hadn't mentioned Zhu Ao.
"...Not very good." Ting Shuang said, "wake up is awake, but it is unlikely to recover as before. I coaxed him today that he can fully recover, but in fact the doctor said that he may have to be in a wheelchair for a long time after that. , After recovery, walking is definitely a lot worse than ordinary people, and may have to use crutches."
Speaking of this, Ting Shuang put down the computer, turned around, and wrapped her legs around Bai Changyi's waist: "There are ten days left, and you will be returning to Germany in ten days. Well... so we... "
"What's your plan?" Bai Changyi said.
"I think... We need to go to another place for a while." Ting Shuang said.
"Okay, I see." Bai Changyi said.
Ting Shuang kissed Bai Changyi: "Are you okay?"
"No." Bai Changyi kissed back, "I believe you have no problem."
After the two ended the kiss, they parted ways to work.
Bai Changyi still has things to deal with in the lr office, while Ting Shuang has to sort out his speculations about the situation of roborun and think about corresponding solutions.
"Compared with 'human learning', I suddenly feel that it is not difficult to learn robots." Ting Shuang wrote and painted for a few hours, and suddenly complained, "Humans are too fucking complicated."
Bai Changyi looked over and saw that Ting Shuang had drawn a network of intertwined interests. The central character was Zhu Ao, and all the surrounding characters indicated the relevant interests and the means that might be used to obtain them.
"Auntie Wang still refuses to see me or tell me anything useful." Ting Shuang pointed to "Secretary Wang Aiqing" on the relationship website, "It should not be, she watched me grow up, I have always liked me very much, and even attended my parent-teacher conference for my dad when I was a child. She should be towards my dad. If she was the kind of person who could be bought off at a critical moment, my dad wouldn't let her in. I have been around for so many years... I also tried to contact a few other old employees who knew me, and they didn't know the situation very well either. ."
It was already dark, Bai Changyi glanced at his watch, it was eight o'clock: "Go downstairs for dinner first, then come back and think about it. Put on more clothes."
"Yeah." Ting Shuang grabbed a coat casually, tied the sleeves around his neck, climbed onto the sneakers, and followed Bai Changyi downstairs, "Find a place to eat wontons."
The two took a taxi to Ting Shuang's middle school.
There is a wonton shop in front of their school. I don't know how many years it has been open.
"Come on?" The shop owner greeted Tingshuang familiarly, "Is it the third year of high school when school starts?"
"Well, it's the third year of high school when school starts." Ting Shuang replied with a smile, "Bring my uncle to eat wontons."
After ordering the wontons, Tingshuang sat down in a corner and whispered to Bai Changyi, "After I graduated from high school, I come back to eat wontons every summer vacation. The boss asks me that. This is the sixth year. I'm too lazy to correct him."
Bai Changyi said, "My nephew is tender."
Ting Shuang smiled: "My uncle Bo is not old either."
Two big bowls of wontons came up. The soup was spicy and spicy. Pick up a wonton, and the juice dripped from the wonton skin. Take a bite.
"I've been eating here since I was a child. For so many years, the taste has remained the same." Ting Shuang ate another wonton, "So I think it's the boss's life that hasn't changed, year after year, to him Said, it's the same as the summer vacation when I'm going to high school, there's no difference. It's pretty good too."
Halfway through eating the wontons, Bai Changyi's cell phone rang.
He glanced at it and showed Ting Shuang the screen of his mobile phone.
The sender of the message on the screen was Yan Liqian, who asked Bai Changyi if it was convenient to answer the phone now.
"Yan Liqian is looking for you? It is estimated that he has been thinking about the new project you brought after the previous one." Ting Shuang thought about it while maintaining the wonton posture, "You told him that you were watching the ballet in the theater, then Can't answer the phone for two hours, let him type."
"Ballet?" Bai Changyi glanced at the wonton shop where they were, "You can actually make it up."
"I didn't make it up. I saw the poster in the city center this afternoon. There is indeed a ballet, "La Traviata" at the Grand Theater tonight." Ting Shuang put the wonton in her mouth, "Don't worry, it won't hurt you, Professor Bai Da. reputation."
After Bai Changyi replied, Yan Liqian's news came again soon, asking if Bai Changyi was free tomorrow to have brunch together.
"Tomorrow is Sunday, brunch... In such a hurry..." Ting Shuang pondered, "So, tell him that you haven't been to China for a long time, the original plan is to visit the surrounding attractions in the past few days, and so on. Let's start talking about work next week, if he is not in a hurry, can we have dinner together next Wednesday, when you invite him."
"He may have preferred to be in time for Monday," Bai Changyi said.
"Yes." Ting Shuang said, "Let's see how he responds."
After waiting for ten minutes, both of them finished their wontons, and Yan Liqian hadn't returned.
"Fish is not easy to catch." Ting Shuang tapped on the table with his fingers, "but if it is as I guessed, the R&D department must drive out the fnd before Monday—although we don't know yet what it is. What kind of thing - as the technical capital that they rely on for some kind of negotiation at the shareholders' meeting, then Yan Liqian will definitely insist on talking with you about new projects on Sunday. Let's wait."
After paying the bill and leaving the wonton shop, Ting Shuang went to the nearby small supermarket to buy a lollipop to hold, and asked Bai Changyi, "Are you back?"
Bai Changyi: "No."
"I haven't come back for so long... What is he worried about..." Ting Shuang walked around the school gate. "If he is really in a hurry, he can insist on meeting tomorrow... Why not go back... "
Bai Chang thought for a moment: "Maybe he suspects that I know something, or he knows my relationship with you."
"Where did Yan Liqian know about my relationship with you... Damn." Ting Shuang's mind flashed, and a joint she had been unable to figure out suddenly opened up, "I should have thought of it long ago. Weng Yunyi speaks so hard to me in front of me. I haven't thought about it too much, I just want to let it out, after all, she didn't say it all at the time... I thought she wouldn't tell people outside our family about it."
But what if Weng Yunyi had already told Yan Liqian about him and Bai Changyi
Or the situation is worse. Weng Yunyi may have already given all the senior management and old employees of roborun a so-called "truth". After all, in addition to Weng Yunyi, there is also Yan Liqian who was brought into icu by Weng Yunyi, and everyone else even met Zhu Ao's face. No, they can only trust her.
She accompanies Zhu Ao all the year round, and they will believe her of course.
No wonder.
No wonder his dad's old secretary and other old employees didn't want to talk to him. If they really thought that he was so angry with his father and returned to fight for the family property, then it would be strange that they would ignore him.
"I'm so stupid. I've been thinking that those old employees won't all betray my dad. I've been thinking about who are the good guys and who are the villains." Ting Shuang kicked the curb, "he Damn, after a long time, I turned out to be the villain."
Then when he went to the company on Monday, wouldn't he be like a mouse crossing the street
His dad can't speak anymore...
He still has a lot of things he can't figure out. On the night of his father's accident, who or which high-level executives had dinner with? Is there Yan Liqian among them? What does Yan Liqian want to do
Thought and thought, no result. After all, everything now is just his speculation. Did he think Weng Yunyi too badly
A mess.
The pressure suddenly increased, and the craving for cigarettes came up again, and eating sugar was no good.
But he really didn't want to smoke anymore.
irritable.
He has to vent some pressure, he has to let himself go.
"I want to go in." Ting Shuang looked at the black iron gate of the school, his eyes seemed to pass through the trees, bypass the teaching building, follow the straight road and the steps to the plastic track, "I'm going to the playground. ."
At this time, it is impossible to enter through the school gate, and can only climb over the wall.
Country, Bo Changyi accompanied him back, wontons, Bo Changyi ate with him, and Bo Changyi accompany him to turn over the school wall.
Empty playgrounds, street lights that automatically turn on at night.
Ting Shuang took off her coat and threw it to Bai Changyi: "Wait for me."
Then run.
The wind whistled in his ears.
first lap.
Pieces appeared before his eyes.
Twenty years ago, with a low vision, he secretly looked up at Ting Yun's back through the crack of the door.
"Zhu Ao, I don't want any of your children." Ting Yun's voice was cold.
"Okay, I just want to raise it." Zhu Ao took a breath and said.
Soon after, another woman moved into the house, as well as a nanny.
"Can you take care of Tingshuang?" Weng Yunyi faced Zhu Ao, her voice soft and sad, "He calls me auntie, and nanny is also called auntie. I am your wife, and I have your son in my belly, not your nanny. "
"He doesn't want to call you mom, what can I do?" Zhu Ao said, "You treat him as a son, treat him well. After a long time, he will naturally call you mom."
When he was in elementary school, Zhu Wenjia kept pestering him. He pushed Zhu Wenjia impatiently. Unexpectedly, Zhu Wenjia's head just hit the marble steps.
He went to the doctor with Zhu Wenjia behind his back.
"Xiaojia has five stitches on her forehead." Weng Yunyi was so distressed that she burst into tears, "This is still the forehead, what if it hit the eye?"
Snapped.
Zhu Ao slapped him in the face: "Who taught you to bully the small?"
"I didn't!" He roared at Zhu Ao covering his face.
He didn't say a word to Zhu Ao for many days after that.
One night, Zhu Ao knocked on his door with a football and said, "Have you always wanted this? Let's play football tomorrow, how about it? It's just our grandfather."
He stared at Zhu Ao: "...I don't want football, I want you to apologize."
Zhu Ao smiled and said, "What's wrong with boys being wronged? Be broad-minded."
He insisted with red eyes: "I, want, you, apologize, apologize."
Zhu Ao stood by the door for a while, and sighed, "You are as unreasonable as your mother."
This is very familiar.
Once Ting Yun promised to take him to the aquarium, but she didn't come because of a temporary emergency.
He lost his temper on the phone.
Tingyun was a little helpless: "how come you have the same bad temper as your father?"
stomachache.
Ting Shuang felt a severe pain in his stomach.
Maybe it's because I just ran after eating wontons.
But he couldn't stop.
He ran as fast as he could to get rid of the meaningless pieces.
Second lap.
Finally, he ran away from his childhood and ran into his youth.
It is still this plastic runway, and the center of the runway is still this green field.
"Liang Zhengxuan, will you guard the door?!" He cursed.
lost the ball.
"What the hell were you doing just now?" He was angry at the wonton shop at the gate of the school, eating wontons and drinking soda.
Liang Zhengxuan put the wontons in his bowl one by one into the Tingshuang bowl: "...I'm looking at you."
"Shut up." Ting Shuang lowered her head, her ears reddened, "I won't play football with you if you do this again."
He also made ridiculous promises in the dark and empty campus.
"We'll have a home of our own. A complete, home of our own. Just us, no one else."
Stomach tumbling violently.
Ting Shuang couldn't help rushing to the trash can by the playground and spit out all the wontons she just ate.
Together with all the minor disturbances that he had experienced from childhood to adulthood and year after year, they all vomited out.
After vomiting, go to the sink to rinse your mouth and wash your face, and then continue to run.
Third circle.
Fourth lap.
Ting Shuang ran faster and faster.
It was so fast that all the people and things around him were deformed, and then they all disappeared, and there was only darkness around.
It seems that everyone and things are like this. They always look the best at the beginning. When they run, they become unrecognizable, or, when they run, they disappear, and they don't know where they went.
Fifth lap.
Sixth lap.
Gradually, a faint light appeared.
Seventh lap.
Eighth lap.
…
I don't know how many laps it was when he found that Bai Changyi was running with him.
After running for another five laps, Bai Changyi stopped in front of him one step ahead.
"All right."
He slammed into Bai Changyi's arms.
"I can still run..." he gasped. "I feel like I'm flying."
"I know." Bai Changyi looked down at him, "but you have to take care of me. I'm getting old and want to go back to bed earlier."
"Oh..." Ting Shuang involuntarily became gentle, "then let's go back quickly."
"Yan Liqian replied just now." Bai Changyi said.
Ting Shuang: "what did he say?"
Bai Changyi handed the phone to Ting Shuang.