The car drove into the garage of the villa, Xie Yu got out of the car, brought out a lot of fresh vegetables and meat that he had just purchased from the trunk, and when he got home, he put on his apron and went directly into the kitchen to start cooking.

The boss hasn't come back yet, but Xie Yu will never settle for his life, he makes himself exquisite dishes every day, mixes the best cocktails for himself, irons the suit to wear, and even chooses pajamas carefully, he wants to make himself live exquisitely, as if the boss is still by his side.

In the past half a month since returning from Sichuan, Xie Yu has been living like this, he didn't think about the development of the situation, nor did he pay attention to the disturbances outside, and he didn't even pay much attention to the fact that he inherited the "inheritance" of Fusu and is now at the peak of the middle level.

This is not the life he wants, a life alone, too boring, too boring.

He felt like a walking corpse, soulless, totally hollow, his brain, his body, and even his breath meaningless.

even

It's better that Fusu is still in his body, and he can look at his life in an outsider's way without thinking, breathing, or doing anything.

This is a kind of hypocrisy, but also a disease, quite like those rancid petty bourgeoisie who like to pretend to be a new word in social media.

People always have some illusions about the world, and most importantly about themselves, but this time, Xie Yu has no illusions, he doesn't think that his choice is wrong, but correspondingly, this correct choice doesn't make him very happy.

Fusu died, leaving an inheritance to himself before he died, and the old rich and noble laughed to the end, and the moment he appeared, everything that had been disturbing before seemed to have lost its meaning.

One person's time does not need to deal with the original person's coffee and steak requirements, and Xie Yu can have more time to be alone, to think, to reminisce.

It's just that it seems that once people think too much, they are prone to problems.

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

Xie Yu made an appointment with a psychiatrist yesterday, and that doctor is very well-known in the industry.

The other party groaned for a moment,

Asked:

"Sir, have you fallen out of love lately?"

This left Xie Yu speechless for a while.

Broken out of love?

Really?

Xie asked himself repeatedly.

The exquisite Western food is ready, Xie Yu carefully plated, opened an eighty-year-old bottle of Macallan, he doesn't like whisky very much, and his boss doesn't like it very much, but I don't know why, now this just right amount of spicy and sense of time can make him more comfortable.

After the meal, clean up the table, clean the room,

all

Be in apple-pie order.

During this time, it seemed that it was the first time that Xie Yu had forgotten his identity as an audience for such a long time, and he felt that he was an ordinary person, a member of the crowd.

He wanted to hypnotize himself so that he could forget his troubles, but he didn't, he was afraid that when he came back, he would not see the best version of himself.

Lie down on the bed, cover yourself with the quilt, close your eyes, put on your blindfold, and get ready to sleep.

He hadn't fallen asleep for a long time, and his sleep was more of a meditative state, because of his high mental power, so it didn't matter if he didn't sleep for a month, but it also became a pain for him.

When your life level is getting higher and higher, even if you still think of yourself as an ordinary person, don't think about the so-called generation gap between gods and mortals, but in fact, you can't use alcohol to kill your sorrows, you can't really sleep and kill time, you don't even feel cold or irritable and hot,

You don't have the distance of space, and you don't have the sense of wasted years,

Are you really human?

You really, you can't get in.

In this way, he pretended to be asleep, and when the alarm clock rang at half past six, Xie Yu opened his eyes, and he thought that he should have slept well, so let's just sleep.

Get up, make yourself breakfast, and go to the flower bed to trim the flowers, he mowed as carefully as he could, because he wanted to waste his time.

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

The newspaper took only three minutes to read back and forth twice, and Xie Yu was even able to recite all the contents of the newspaper, including the advertisements in the middle seams.

He understood that the boss used to like to lie here and read the newspaper, but in fact, he was not really reading the newspaper, but enjoying the atmosphere of lying there leisurely while drinking a drink and smelling the scent of ink.

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

It's a kind of decadence, it's a refined decadence, it's a kind of decadence with style.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Xie Yu got up, he looked a little dazed, and then he walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside, there was the familiar figure, a crisp suit, reflective leather shoes, and a meticulous hairstyle.

"What's wrong with you?"

Boss Liang asked.

Xie Yu smiled slightly, "You're back." ”

"Well, the radio brought me back, and I also know about it, Lao Fugui is a blockbuster, which is quite interesting. ”

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

Xie Yu went to bartangle and asked:

"Are you hungry?"

"Hungry. ”

"What do you want to eat?"

"Steak. ”

"Good. ”

Simple communication, as before, the equivalence of the life mode between the two of them no longer requires too many words, and basically depends on tacit understanding.

The cocktail is served, and the steak is fried in the kitchen.

There is a piano song "Moonlight" in the room, which is quiet and beautiful.

Soon, Xie Yu brought the steak over.

Boss Liang gracefully picked up the knife and fork and chewed it slowly, Xie Yu knew that his boss had been "pretending" to be a very elegant life posture, which may have come from his lack of confidence from the depths of his heart.

"Eaten. Boss Liang picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, "It tastes good." ”

The phrase "it tastes good" is to eat it with peace of mind, and the boss's routine has long been used to it.

After putting away the dinner plates, the boss lay back in his old position, and changed into the pajamas he had ironed last night, he was as elegant as the aristocratic lord in "Downton Abbey", just like that authentic British accent.

Xie Yu gave the boss a glass of ice water, the boss nodded and smiled, and the two of them tacitly seemed to have returned to their previous lives, as if everything that happened in the middle was as if nothing had happened at all.

Xie Yu thinks that the so-called quiet years are nothing more than that.

The boss looked at the newspaper, Xie Yu sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV, usually at this time he will help the boss manage the authority of the official account to get some news, of course, with the start of the radio listener destruction plan, this matter becomes not much meaning, when they are a little difficult to protect themselves, who will be at ease to be this civil servant?

The company's information documents are not here, and Xie Yu has not been to the company for a long time, so what he can do now is watch TV.

After staring at the TV for a while, and then glancing at the boss reading the newspaper on the balcony, Xie Yu picked up the orange on the coffee table, peeled it, and ate a petal, which was a little sour, but sweet in the sour.

This quiet and peace lasted until the evening, when the boss returned to the living room, went into the bedroom, and said that there was no need to make dinner, that he had no appetite, and wanted to rest well.

Xie Yu nodded, indicating that he heard it, and then he went to warm up a glass of milk and sent it over.

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

Even if it is clear that the boss has been reading this book for two years.

This night, Xie Yu slept well and slept peacefully, and he even looked forward to tomorrow in his heart, thinking about what breakfast he could make tomorrow.

All night without incident, early in the morning, the alarm clock rang again at six o'clock, I got up, washed up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then began to set the table.

The owner is also ready to get up, sit at the dining table, and wait for the day to begin.

The cooperation between the two people is very skillful.

At this moment, a man with a somewhat unkempt hair and a dirty suit walked into the scope of this villa, yes, no wonder he has a bad image now, because he has been roasting in the desert for almost a month, even if he is a big guy, he can't stand such a toss, he won't die, but he definitely can't maintain his original demeanor.

But fortunately, the radio released itself, and Boss Liang didn't call or ask anyone in advance, he didn't dare to ask about the result, because he could feel that the listener's destruction plan had ended, but he couldn't be sure of the final outcome of Xie Yu.

He blocked all news, and with his identity and strength, he wanted to walk quietly alone, and no one in this world seemed to be able to find him.

He was afraid of a cruel ending, although he tore his face in front of Su Yuhang to rescue Xie Yu, but he didn't know what the final result would be, that little detective and their gang of people were not absolutely good birds and soft-hearted people, especially that Fusu, whether a guy who was burdened with national hatred and family hatred could fulfill his promise was still unknown.

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

He stood in the doorway,

Then I saw Xie Qi sitting at the table with breakfast,

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

Boss Liang smiled,

Is this a heart-in-the-heart?

He really missed his skill as an assistant.

"Boss, it's Thai breakfast today, aren't you used to it?" Xie Yu asked at the empty table in front of him, "Okay, I'll change back to Hong Kong style tomorrow." ”

Throughout, Xie Yu didn't seem to notice that the door was opened, and there was still a person standing in the doorway.

Seeing this scene,

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

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