Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

Zhang Sinian is not a cold-hearted person. Peanut candy is wandering around under his feet every day. It is naturally impossible to say that it is not sad at this moment.

But one of the two must stay awake to deal with the next thing.

Zhao Xin has been Zhang Sinian's assistant for more than two years. Zhang Sinian doesn't like him to intervene in his own life affairs, cook by himself, don't hire an aunt, and the house cleaners take care of it once a week, and the rest are taken care of by himself. Low-key and simple is not like the president of a well-known company in the industry.

Recently, I saw something fresh, and started to deal with life affairs for Zhang Si Nian—checking pet recipes, asking family doctors, and screening pet cemeteries.

"This is the current situation. There are a few pet cemeteries, but this one has complete procedures and strong qualifications."

Zhang Sinian nodded, flipping through the thin pages of information.

"I'll decide on the location and the tombstone. You can make sure with the cemetery. You should make sure with the funeral company first."

Going upstairs with a few pages of information.

Yun Shu's mood has calmed down a bit. Kneeling on the blanket, holding the small kerchief, wiped the peanut candy bit by bit, and put on the small customized suit that I wore yesterday.

If it weren't for the peanut candy can't stand up anymore, Zhang Sinian would still feel in a daze that there is not much difference between the situation at this moment and yesterday.

Yun Shu touched the collar that was tied to it yesterday, and touched the peanut candy cartoon portrait engraved on the copper sheet with his fingertips, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Yun Shu." Zhang Si called her young and softly.

Yun Shu raised his head and looked at him with his face up. Her skin was white and delicate, her eyes were wet, and her eye sockets were red, like an innocent puppy, which made everyone feel softened.

"I know you are sad, and I am the same, but there are some things that always have to be faced."

Zhang Sinian squatted down and handed a few thin pages of paper to Yun Shu: "The people from the funeral company will be there soon. I can't call the cemetery and the tombstone. You do it yourself."

Yun Shu's tears fell again, and he wiped it off quickly, sniffed, and reached out to receive a few pages of information. When turning the pages, his fingertips were shaking.

Zhang Sinian stroked the hair on top of her head soothingly.

——

The peanut candy funeral is very simple.

The chanting and flower offerings that the funeral home can provide were omitted, and the funeral was buried on the same day.

The sky was so gloomy, Yun Shu stood in front of the tombstone, his face pale without a trace of blood.

She looked at the cemetery staff with a dull gaze, a shovel of soil and a shovel of soil covering the peanut candy coffin.

When her parents passed away, she was still young, and the memory of that time is not clear in retrospect.

She is such a cheerful person, a little happy fruit of the people around her. Although she was not a good girl since she was a child, she has a kind heart and has never done anything bad, yet she still has to experience such a heart-wrenching loss.

Parting in life is always the biggest challenge one needs to face in one's life.

Peanut Candy grew up with her, and it has been there for half of her life.

The pet's lifespan is destined for Peanut Candy to accompany her to this place.

Eleven years may not be very long for humans, but peanut candy will last a lifetime.

The Australian Shepherd is generally recognized as having high IQ and loyalty. Peanut Candy gave her life's loyalty and love.

She started crying since the morning. Now the eyes are swollen.

She thought that maybe her tears would really be dry by crying. At this moment, even a single tear could not flow out, and her heart seemed to have been dug away and left empty.

Zhang Sinian stood beside her, put his hand around her shoulder, comforting her silently.

The tombstone stood up, and Yun Shu, Zhang Sinian, and Li Wei and Lin Chuchu who were behind them all held a bunch of flowers and put them down in front of the tombstone.

A thin stream of rain fell from the sky, falling on the face, cool.

Zhang Sinian looked at the dull-eyed, unmoving people around him, sighed, and opened the umbrella for her.

"Go back today. I will accompany you to see it in a few days."

"Xiao Shu, I know it's useless to say anything. Peanut candy normally ages and dies, and there is no pain. You have to believe that it will live well in another world." Li Wei patted her shoulder, comforting road.

Lin Chuchu gave her a hug silently.

——

When he returned home, Yun Shu felt more like losing his soul.

Looking at the peanut candy blanket in the living room where he used to basking in the sun, he bent over and touched it, took off his shoes, sat on the blanket, curled up in a ball, and buried his head in his arm socket.

When Zhang Sinian saw this, he didn't know how to comfort her.

"You just got caught in the rain, go back and change your clothes."

Yun Shu curled up on the blanket, leaning on the foot of the sofa behind his back, motionless, as if he hadn't heard it.

"The peanut brittle doesn't want you to be sick again."

Yun Shu finally had some reaction, raised his head and looked at him blankly, with tears in his eyelashes.

Zhang Sinian pulled her arm up and went upstairs.

Yun Shu followed his footsteps like a marionette.

"Change clothes first, then blow-dry your hair, you know."

Zhang Sinian sent her to the house: "I know it is difficult for you to accept, but you have to take care of yourself."

Said to close the door for her, leaving her alone for a while.

Yun Shu acted rudely and frustrated, took off his clothes, picked up his pajamas, and saw the peanut candy pattern printed on it, and his heart felt cold again.

She moved carefully, folded the pajamas, took an ordinary nightdress from the closet and put it on.

The hair dryer whizzed, she loves her pink curly hair the most, and she doesn't have the thought of taking care of it.

His eyes were half closed, and he dared not look at the scene in the house.

The living room is pretty good. In her own room, the traces of peanut candy life are simply too obvious: the carpet beside the bed, the molar toys piled up in the corner, the drinking fountain, the group photo on the desk, and the corner of the bookcase. Its tooth marks...

——

Zhang Sinian returned to the study, his expression was as usual, and there was a kind of unspeakable depression in his heart.

Thinking of Yun Shu crying into tears in the morning, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. I cleared my thoughts and started to process the documents that the assistant sent in the morning.

The lightning pierced the night, and when the thunder blasted in his ears, he held a pen and signed the document. On that thunderstorm night, the action of peanut candy rushing into the study room and throwing in Yun Shu's arms was still very clear in his mind. .

Although Yun Shu held the peanut candy that day and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of thunder," he still couldn't rest assured.

Put down the pen, ready to take a look.

When I walked to the door, the light still leaked through the crack in the door.

He knocked gently on the door: "Yun Shu."

There was a soft sound inside, and the sound dissipated in the sound of raindrops falling, not very clear.

"I'm here."

Zhang Sinian opened the door.

Yun Shu was sitting leaning on the bed, holding a photo frame with her and Peanut Candy in his arms.

"It's late, go to bed earlier."

Yun Shu shook his head blankly, his voice hoarse: "I can't sleep."

"It's empty around."

Zhang Sinian looked at the empty blanket beside the bed with a clear heart.

"You lie down first."

Then I went out. When I came back, I was holding a pile of things in my hand. I placed my laptop and files on the mobile bookcase next to the bed. I sat on the blanket next to the bed with my knees bent, adjusted my posture, and leaned against Yun Shu's window edge. , The legs stretched out.

Then he unpacked the steam eye mask, turned his head sideways, and handed it to Yun Shu.

"Bring it on."

Yun Shu was a little confused, but still obediently brought it.

"Lie down." Zhang Sinian straightened up, pulled up the thin air-conditioner for her, and adjusted the temperature of the indoor air-conditioner.

Following the gap of the blindfold, Yun Shu felt that the light in the room dimmed, and there should only be a small lamp on the bookcase.

"Close your eyes, don't think so much." Yun Shu faintly heard the sound of turning the pages, "I will wait for you to fall asleep before leaving."

The steam eye mask comes with warm temperature and puts it on the eyes.

Yun Shu's eyes were sore and swollen from crying that he was relieved.

Vision is blocked and hearing is exceptionally sensitive.

In his ears are the rustling sound of Zhang Sinian's writing and the shallow breathing.

My heart still hurts like a piece has been dug away.

The warmth followed the eyes and melted into the heart, and the feeling of sadness seemed to be diluted.

Yun Shu was exhausted early in the morning. He relaxed a little at this moment. With the sound of turning the pages, he withdrew his consciousness little by little and fell asleep.

After reading all the documents, Zhang Sinian twisted his stiff neck, and when he looked sideways, Yun Shu had already fallen asleep, curled up into a ball.

The steam blindfold that was originally hung on her eyes was rubbed against her forehead, her eyes still looked red and swollen, probably because of the pressure, her face flushed.

He gently turned off the bedside lamp, took the reviewed documents, and gently closed the door.

——

Probably exhausted the day before, Zhang Sinian made breakfast the next day, finished the meal, and was about to go out, but Yun Shu hadn't come down yet.

Zhang Sinian warmed her breakfast in the rice cooker and left a note before leaving.

He didn't go to work all day yesterday, and several important meetings have been postponed to today. There was almost a morning meeting.

When I got up to go to the restaurant at noon, I passed by the administrative office and saw through the glass the puppies on the administrative office table, his steps stagnated.

"What is that for?"

"It should be a prize for the company's team building this month." The assistant behind him replied.

There are seven or eight dog dolls piled on the table, half the length of a person, and they come in several colors.

Zhang Sinian stood by the glass and observed for a while: "Go to the administrative office and help me get a doll with a white undercoat and brown pattern."

"Take it and put it in the back seat of my car directly for me."

The assistant quickly took notes.

"That's right... I use the steam blindfold that I often use in the company. Help me ask if there is any logistics. Bring me a box."

"Um."

Zhang Sinian looked down and thought for a moment, frowning and continuing to order: "Take peach flavor."

"Huh?" The assistant was a little surprised. If he remembered correctly, Zhang Sinian was allergic to peaches and never used any items with peach scent. There was a girl in the secretary's room eating peaches in the office, so that the whole secretary's room felt Zhang Sinian's cold air that day.

"Take it as soon as possible, and I will take it away when I get off work in the afternoon."