After leaving the hospital, Zhang Yao didn't talk much, and sat quietly in the car driven by Dongyang. Now although the rune on Dong Bo's forehead has disappeared, he only has half a life left, and the ending is really disappointing.

Back in front of the company building after a long absence, Zhang Yao stood in a daze for a long time, feeling a little strange and a little lost. recalled that Xiaobo always chased after him with a big leather bag in his hand, and called him again and again: Master Zhang, Master Zhang.

A person who was originally fine is now lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, his life and death are uncertain, and his heart feels as uncomfortable as if he has been blocked.

"Zhang Yao, you go up and rest first, I still have to deal with some work." Saying that, Dongyang handed over a bunch of keys to Zhang Yao: "I have explained your affairs to Secretary Huo, and he will arrange it for you when you get to the top floor." ”

Zhang Yao nodded, and walked straight to the company building, he knew that it would be difficult to go up and down, Dongyang said that he would let him move in, and it was no different from house arrest.

Zhang Yao happily accepted all this, and he also thought that he should reflect on himself.

The elevator went straight to the suite on the top floor, and as soon as the door opened, I saw Huo Minglei, who was dressed neatly and with glasses, waiting on the side.

"Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days, you look a little haggard."

"Hmm~" Zhang Yao didn't have the energy to talk to him, and walked towards the golden paint gate by himself.

Ming Lei didn't say much more because he knew each other, and followed him into the president's apartment.

Across Xu Dongyang's study, there is a very spacious bedroom at the back, with simple and bright black and white tones. Zhang Yao just walked in and turned around and closed the door. Secretary Huo was startled, and his face almost hit the door panel.

Zhang Yao's dull voice came from the room: "I'm a little tired, I don't need you to accompany me." ”

Huo Minglei reacted for two seconds before coming back to his senses: "Ah~ Okay." I'm in the secretary's office right outside the gate, and you can come to me for anything. ”

"Hmm~"

After a word of yes, there was no more response in the room. Ming Lei shook his head and turned around to leave, still counting in his heart, it seems that he was really right at the beginning, and said that he would not move together, isn't it coming now.

The company is afraid that there will be a bloody rain, and those female employees who are waiting to fly up the branches and become phoenixes should not rush up and tear Zhang Yao to pieces...

After it calmed down. Zhang Yao briefly looked at the layout of the room, opened the large black-and-white striped wardrobe, and the suits were all worn by Dongyang. Neatly arranged in order from dark to shallow.

Because the outside is the study, there is no computer and TV in the bedroom, but there is a bathroom of five or six square meters.

Zhang Yao took off his clothes tiredly, and there were still a lot of blood stains on them, but fortunately they were all stained in dark places. Otherwise, the blood red will make people feel terrifying.

He pulled the two handfuls out from the back. It's not a long weapon, otherwise there's really nowhere to hide. Holding the hilt of his sword in one hand, he held Feng Rui's golden pestle in the other.

Now that the two artifacts have arrived at Zhang Yao, it can barely be regarded as a good thing.

I found a handkerchief and wiped the dirt on it, and secretly put it in a corner under the bed. It's best not to let Dongyang find out about this thing, and if he doesn't get angry, he will throw it out.

After packing up all his things, Zhang Yao took a shower and lay down on the wide low bed, covering his head and falling asleep.

I don't know how many hours I slept until my stomach rumbled with hunger. He reluctantly climbed out of the sheet.

It seemed like I had hit something on my head, but now the light in the room was long gone, so I reached out and touched it. It seems that there are still people in bed.

Zhang Yao sat up and turned around to turn on the bedside lamp, it turned out that Dongyang had come back at some point, and he was still sleeping next to him in a suit during the day.

The tired face always stayed between his eyebrows, as if there were countless problems waiting for him to solve, this kind of lofty life may not be something that anyone can bear.

Thinking back to Dongyang in college, the man in front of me has changed a lot. At that time, although he was very boring, he was not as serious as now, and the president's aura had firmly bound him, and he felt that the whole person was bound to suffocate.

The movement of Zhang Yao getting up alarmed Dongyang, he frowned, opened his eyes, and saw Zhang Yao sitting beside him staring at him.

"You're awake... As he spoke, he got up from the bed and wiped his face: "Wait a while, I'll order you something." ”

"Well, just order whatever." Zhang Yao suddenly found that there was an invisible barrier between him and Dongyang, and that feeling would make people feel a little strange.

At midnight, the two of them sat quietly in the living room eating a light meal that had just been delivered. Dongyang ate quickly, cleaned up the table, and looked at Zhang Yao, who was still eating with his head down.

"Are you blaming me for taking you away from Pan Zhen?" His tone was a little low, terrifying.

"Poof-cough-cough-cough..." Zhang Yao almost choked and hurriedly took a sip of water. "I'm just worried about Dong Bo's affairs, and it has nothing to do with Zhen."

Dongyang nodded reassuringly when he heard him say this, "Then you stay here, I will send someone to take care of Dong Bo, and I will notify you of any news." In the future, you don't have to deal with Pan Zhen and them anymore, and I will rearrange a job for you in the company as soon as possible. ”

Zhang Yao listened to him while packing up the lunch box, and didn't interject or refute, because he knew that Dongyang thought about things too simply, and it was not a connection that anyone could cut off by force.

After Xu Dongyang finished speaking, he stood up and returned to the study, and walked out again, holding a small white box in his hand.

"It's a new phone, I'll use this number in the future." As he spoke, he handed the box to Zhang Yao.

He looked at it, took it, unpacked it and studied it.

"And the ring on your hand." Dongyang had heard Pan Zhen talk about the purpose of the Ghost Eye Ring a long time ago, so it was naturally impossible to tolerate the existence of this kind of thing now.

Zhang Yao hesitated for a moment but took off the ring and put it on the table in front of him. For a person whose life is counting down, all material things are nothing more than decorations, with or without it, it makes little difference.

Xu Dongyang squatted beside him and looked at his face, while Zhang Yao didn't have any expression, just playing with his new phone intently.

"You're upset?"

Zhang Yao stopped the movement in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Dongyang: "Brother~ Since I call you this brother, I will listen to you, what you don't want me to do, I will try not to do it." ”

Xu Dongyang smiled with relief, it seems that this younger brother who always likes to cause trouble has finally grown up.

"Go and rest, I still have work to do." Dongyang patted Zhang Yao's shoulder and stood up.

"Don't be too tired." Zhang Yao put down everything in his hand and returned to the bedroom. Lying in bed, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and he missed the villa on Tianhe Road a little. For a person who has no home, where can he get used to living is the most secure place. It's not easy to be on the move, and every time you go to a new environment, you have to adapt to a new bed, a new pillow, a new smell. (To be continued.) )