The car drove into the garage of the villa, got out of the car, and brought up a lot of fresh vegetables and meat I had just purchased from the trunk. When he got home, he tied his apron and went straight into the kitchen and started cooking.

The boss has not come back yet, but Xie Ming will never settle for his life. He makes exquisite dishes for himself every day, prepares the best cocktails for himself, irons the suits he wants to wear, and even chooses pajamas carefully. He wants to make himself live a delicate life, as delicate as the boss is still by his side.

This is how Jie Bing has been after returning from Sichuan for more than half a month. He did not think about the development of the situation, nor did he pay attention to the troubles outside. He even inherited Fusu's "legacy" and was now at the peak of the middle level.

This is not the life he wants. Life alone is too boring and too boring.

He felt like a walking corpse, without a soul, full hollowness, his brain, his body, and even his breathing had lost meaning.

even,

It’s better for Fusu to remain in his body, and he can look at his life in an outsider’s way without thinking, breathing, or doing anything.

This is a pretentious and a disease, quite like those stinky bourgeoisie who likes to pretend to be a new word on social media and forcefully say sadness.

People always have some fantasies about the world, and the most important thing is to have some fantasies about themselves, but this time, Jiebei has no illusions at all. He does not think that his choice is wrong, but correspondingly, this correct choice does not make him very happy.

Fusu died, leaving a legacy for himself before his death. Lao Fugui laughed to the end. At the moment he appeared, all the previous troubles and intrigues seemed to have lost their meaning.

When you are alone, you don’t need to deal with the original requirements of that person’s coffee and steak. You can have more time to be alone, think and recall.

However, it seems that once people think too much, problems are prone to problems.

But now it seems that there is nothing to do except think about it.

Jie Bing made an appointment with a psychologist yesterday. The doctor is very famous in the industry. When Jie Bing expressed his mood and recent feelings,

The other party pondered for a moment,

Asked:

"Sir, have you been in love recently?"

This left Jie Bing with nothing to say for a moment.

A broken heart?

Really?

Ask yourself repeatedly.

The exquisite Western food is ready, and I carefully put it on the plate. I have opened a bottle of McAllen for 80 years. He doesn’t like drinking whiskey very much, and his boss doesn’t like it very much, but for some reason, the right spicy and sense of time can make me feel more comfortable.

After dinner, clean the dining table and clean the room.

everything,

in Apple pie order.

During this period, it seemed that it was the first time that Jiebei forgot that he was an audience for so long. He felt that he was an ordinary person and a part of the vast number of people.

He wanted to hypnotize himself so that he could forget his worries, but he didn't do that. He was afraid that when he came back, what he saw was not the best self.

Lying on the bed, covering it with a quilt, closing your eyes, wearing an eye mask, and preparing to fall asleep.

He hasn't fallen asleep for a long time. His sleep is more of a meditation state. Because of his high mental power, it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for a month, but this has also become a kind of pain for him.

When your life level gets higher and higher, even if you still treat yourself as an ordinary person, don’t think about the so-called generation gap between gods and mortals, but in fact, you can’t drink to relieve your sorrows, you can’t really sleep and spend time, you won’t even feel cold or irritable and hot,

You have no distance from space, nor the sense of wasting time,

Are you really human?

You really can't get involved.

In this way, he pretended to be sleeping. When the alarm clock rang at half past six, Jie Bing opened his eyes and thought he should have had a sleep, so he just wanted to sleep for a while.

He got up, made breakfast for himself, and then went to the flowerbed to trim the flowers and plants. He trimed them as carefully as possible because he wanted to waste all his time.

Then he took the newspaper, poured a glass of ice water and sat on the rattan chair on the balcony reading the newspaper.

I read the newspaper twice, and it took only three minutes to finish the report and even recite all the contents in the newspaper, including the advertisements in the middle of the crack.

He understood that the boss used to like to lie here to read newspapers, but in fact he was not really reading newspapers, but enjoying the atmosphere of lying leisurely while drinking drinks and smelling the fragrance of ink.

Put down the newspaper, close your eyes, and face the sunshine, your eyes can feel the warm redness.

This is a kind of decadence, a kind of exquisite decadence, and a kind of stylish decadence.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Jie Bing stood up and he seemed a little dazed, then he walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside was the familiar figure, straight suit reflective leather shoes and meticulous hairstyle.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Boss Liang asked.

Jie Bing smiled slightly, "You are back."

"Well, the radio has brought me back, and I know the matter. The old wealthy made a big splash, which is quite interesting."

Boss Liang walked into the living room, sat down at the position he was most accustomed to sitting, and then coughed dryly, which meant that he needed a freshly prepared cocktail to moisten his throat.

Jie Bing went to the bartender and asked:

"Are you hungry?"

“Hungry.”

"What do you want to eat?"

"steak."

"good."

Simple communication, as before, the equality of life patterns between the two of them no longer requires too much speech, basically relying on tacit understanding.

The cocktails were served, and Jie Bing went to the kitchen to fry the steak.

The piano music "Moonlight" is placed in the room, which is quiet and beautiful.

Soon, Jie Bing brought the steak over.

Boss Liang picked up the knife and fork gracefully and chewed it slowly. He knew that his boss had always "pretended" a very elegant life posture, which may be due to his lack of confidence from the bottom of his heart.

"It's done." Boss Liang picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "It tasted very good."

The saying "It tastes good" is to be so peaceful that you don't close the market after eating. The boss has long been used to the boss's routine.

After packing up the dining plate, the boss lay back on his old position and changed into the ironed pajamas he had written last night. He was as elegant as the noble master in "Downton Abbey", just a little short of that authentic British accent.

Jie Bian gave the boss a glass of ice water. The boss nodded and smiled. The two of them were tacitly aware of it, as if they had returned to their previous life. Everything that happened in the middle seemed to have never happened at all.

Jiebing felt that the so-called peaceful years are just like this.

The boss looked at the newspaper and sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV. Usually, he would help the boss manage the permissions of the official account to obtain some information. Of course, with the opening of the radio listener's destruction plan, this matter became meaningless. When he was a little insecurity, who would be a civil servant with peace of mind?

The company's information and documents are not here. I have been reporting that I haven't been to the company for a long time, so what he can do now is to watch TV.

I stared at the TV for a while, then glanced at the boss reading newspapers on the balcony. Jie Bing picked up the oranges on the coffee table, peeled them, and ate a piece. It was a bit sour, but there was sweetness in the sourness.

This quiet and peaceful lasted until the evening. The boss returned to the living room and walked into the bedroom. He said he didn't have to cook dinner anymore. He had no appetite and wanted to have a good rest.

Jie Bing nodded, saying that he had heard it, and then he went to warm up a glass of milk and sent it over.

The boss was already lying on the bed, looking at the desk lamp at the head of the bed, and he was looking at the book. The boss always believed that reading a book for a while before going to bed would help him sleep later.

Even if I understand that the boss has read this book for two years.

That night, Jie Bing slept well and had a very peaceful sleep. He even looked forward to tomorrow and thought about what breakfast he could make tomorrow.

All night, the alarm clock rang again at six o'clock in the morning, and Jie got up, washed up, went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then began to set up the dining table.

The boss is also ready to get up, sit at the dining table, waiting for the start of the day.

The cooperation between the two is very skillful.

At this moment, a man with a little messy hair and a dirty suit walked into the villa. Yes, it’s not a big deal that he has a bad image now, because he has been baked in the desert for almost a month. Even the boss can’t stand such troubles and will not die, but he will definitely not be able to maintain his original grace.

Fortunately, the radio released himself. Boss Liang didn't call in advance or ask anyone. He didn't dare to ask about the result because he could feel that the audience's destruction plan had ended, but he was unable to confirm the final outcome.

He blocked all the news, and with his identity and strength, he wanted to walk alone quietly. No one in this world could find him.

He was afraid of the cruel ending. Although he broke up in front of Su Yuhang to rescue the report, he didn't know what the final result would be. That little detective and their group of people were not an absolute good bird or a rude person, especially that Fusu, whether a guy carrying national hatred and family hatred could fulfill his promise was still unknown.

Boss Liang walked upstairs silently and gently pushed open the door.

He stood at the door,

Then I saw Xie Wenming sitting at the dining table with breakfast.

There was another breakfast in front of Jie Bing, as if he had a premonition that he would come back today.

Boss Liang smiled,

Is this a heart-to-heart relationship?

He really missed his assistant's skills.

"Boss, today is Thai breakfast. Are you not used to eating it?" Jie Bing asked at the empty table in front of him, "Okay, I'll change it back to Hong Kong style tomorrow."

From beginning to end, Jie Bian didn't seem to find that the door was opened, and there was still a person standing at the door.

Seeing this scene,

Boss Liang, who was standing by the door, cried again.

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