midnight ten

The end of the purple vortex is Fan Peiyang's office.

They set out from here eight days ago, and now they are back here again.

wrong.

Tang Lin looked at the automatic calendar placed on Mr. Fan's desk.Eight days in the dungeon, just four days in reality.

"Wait for me, I'm going to change clothes." Fan Peiyang, who was drenched all over, walked into the office.

Tang Lin was still immersed in the unreality of the seamless switch between the Water World Hotel and reality, and it took several seconds before he realized that the inside room was Fan Peiyang's rest room, complete with a single bed and a spare wardrobe.For Mr. Fan, whose efficiency is above all else, spending the night in the office is commonplace.

Tang Lin remembered that when the company was first established, he had an argument with Fan Peiyang over overtime.He believes that the boss will put pressure on the employees. Sometimes the employees have already finished their work, because the boss does not leave work, and they can only bite the bullet and accompany them.But Fan Peiyang believes that when the company is just on track and things are not finished, 24 hours a day is not enough, so why waste limited time on meaningless commutes.

In the end, the two each took a step back. Tang Lin did not interfere with Fan Peiyang's "hell work and rest", and Fan Peiyang signed the company's internal notice of "not advocating invalid overtime".

So far, their company has formed a harmonious situation with 996 employees and 955 employees.

"Overtime madman." Tang Lin looked at the concealed inner door and teased in a low voice.

Since he recovered, Tang Lin likes to recall the past for no reason. He suspects that he suppressed too much when he was sick—he hardly dared to recall the past at that time, for fear that he would be too reluctant when he left—so now, he has bottomed out and rebounded.

I clearly remember the past, and I also remember some things with Fan Peiyang, why do I forget about "feelings", even if it is really a side effect of stationery, there must be a cause and effect or mechanism of action, right?

Tang Lin was actually very concerned about the matter of "selective forgetting", but unlike Fan Peiyang's strong "sense of loss", it was simply because he couldn't figure it out, and the more he couldn't figure it out, the more curious he was.

Outside the window, the sun is rising.

It's 06:30 on a clear morning and the city is just waking up.

Fan Peiyang came out in a clean suit. The new gray coat was lighter and thinner. The morning sun made it lighter in color, diluting Fan Peiyang's sense of oppression and adding a bit of amiable handsomeness.

"I'll take you home first," he said.

"No need." Tang Lin refused directly, "There are only three days, you should hurry up and deal with the company's affairs."

Fan Peiyang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Lin analyzed: "[Back to reality] can only be bought once in the 2/10 level, and the next time I have a chance to come back, it may be a few weeks, months, or even years. After such a long time of losing contact, Shan Yunsong can't hold on, you need to find an operator who can really make decisions."

Fan Peiyang nodded calmly: "How is Chen Hong?"

Tang Lin was startled, this is not a candidate that can be given instantly: "When did you start thinking about it?"

Fan Peiyang took off his coat, hung it to the side, and returned to the desk: "From the first day of breaking through."

Tang Lin was not surprised. If Fan Peiyang did not have this ability, he would not have partnered with him in the first place.

"Chen Hong can do it," Tang Lin approved of the vice president, "but the other senior executives may not be convinced."

This is not a simple personnel change. Tang Lin is very clear that promoting a "decision maker" actually changes the entire high-level power structure.

"Leave these to me to consider," Fan Peiyang threw the car keys in the drawer to Tang Lin, "Call me when you get home."

Tang Lin smiled: "You seem to have no mobile phone."

Fan Peiyang paused for a moment before remembering that the scrap was on the head of the level boss: "Call the office landline."

Holding Fan Peiyang's car keys, Tang Lin didn't go to the underground parking lot, let alone go home, but went to the finance department downstairs.

Before seven o'clock, there was no one in the finance department, and the office area was locked. He waited for fifteen or six minutes in the visitor area at the door, took his mobile phone and called Fan Peiyang's office, and said very sincerely, "I'm home."

Fan Peiyang didn't pay attention to the empty background sound at all, mainly because his villa was also very empty: "Let's rest, don't think about other things."

"En." Tang Lin answered briefly, hung up the phone, and continued to stare at the clock on the wall of the visitor area.

At eight o'clock, one of the earliest employees of the entire financial department finally came - the chief financial officer.

This was Tang Lin's hand-picked successor before he was hospitalized, and he was also Tang Lin's most capable subordinate back then.

Early in the morning, as soon as the chief financial officer arrived at the door, Tang Lin was shocked, and his face was surprised: "Mr. Tang?!"

"What kind of expression is that on your face?" Tang Lin stood up and teased with a smile, "When I made a sudden attack last time, I saw you were quite calm."

Facing the former employees, Tang Lin unconsciously switched to the previous "moderate mode".

Last time you visited the shift during the day to express condolences to your old subordinates, it wasn't blocking the door early in the morning!

The new chief financial officer only dared to shout in his heart, as Tang Lin's confidant, he would not be like the little employees below, who would really treat Mr. Tang as a warm man.

Tang Lin followed people into the director's office, and then sat on the sofa and did not leave.

The chief financial officer didn't know what Mr. Tang wanted to do, and he didn't dare to ask. He worked hard for half an hour and received a call from Special Assistant Shan.

"Okay, I'll go right away." The chief financial officer put down the phone, as if he had been amnesty, "Mr. Tang, Mr. Fan called all the senior management to hold a meeting..."

Tang Lin flipped through the financial magazines without raising her head, and said calmly, "Go."

The chief financial officer was elated and went to the meeting.

Tang Lin got up and walked to the desk of the financial director, put the small falling clock on the desk on the coffee table in front of the sofa, then sat back on the sofa and continued to flip through magazines.

An hour has passed.

The chief financial officer hasn't returned yet.

Tang Lin closed the magazine and walked out of the director's office. The professional gentleness receded from his face, and his original alienation and indifference returned.

As soon as the employees of the finance department came in the morning, the person who went in to find the director to sign said that Mr. Tang had come, but the number of people he saw was a minority after all.Seeing people coming out at this moment, they all looked up. Some old employees wanted to say hello to Tang Lin, but they moved their mouths, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Tang Lin went directly to the conference room floor.

Just outside the corridor, through the door, I heard the sound of conversation in the conference room, not a quarrel, but an undercurrent.

"Knock knock."

Tang Lin knocked symbolically twice, and without waiting for a response, pushed the door open and entered.

The originally noisy conference room was instantly quiet. Everyone looked at the former chief financial officer who was said to be seriously ill and hadn't been in the company for two years. He was also a partner of the company.

Fan Peiyang was surprised in his heart, but nodded to Tang Lin very naturally on his face, as if he knew he would come.

Shan Yunsong immediately stood up, vacated the seat next to Fan Peiyang, and respectfully said, "Mr. Tang, you are here."

Tang Lin sat down.

On the wide conference table, there are company executives on both sides, and two company bosses at the top.

"Continue, everyone," Tang Lin put on a smiley face, "I'm just here to listen."

The high-level people were silent, with different expressions.

Everyone sat next to Fan Peiyang, and it was clear at a glance what their position was.

Shan Yunsong stood aside, knowing in his heart that this tough battle for the power change of the entire company's top management may not need to be dragged into tomorrow.

Boss Fan can naturally shock these people, but the deterrent power of two bosses and one boss is still different.Although Tang Lin has not been in the company for the past two years, every senior executive in the company knows his skills when he was the chief financial officer.If Fan Peiyang is domineering and intimidating, Tang Rin is pulling the trigger. One makes you kneel, and the other makes you kneel without money to buy paper towels to wipe your tears.

At 10:30 in the evening, the meeting finally came to fruition.

With Chen Hong in charge, the powers and responsibilities of the other vice presidents have also been adjusted accordingly, and these internal consensuses will be documented and announced to the company tomorrow.

Tang Lin finally arrived at the underground parking lot, [-] hours after getting Mr. Fan's car keys.

Fan Peiyang sat in the driver's seat.

Tang Lin automatically sat in the co-pilot.

The car started, and Fan Peiyang said the first sentence after the meeting: "You don't want to go home anyway, so don't go back."

Tang Rin: "..."

Just because you don't want to go home in the morning doesn't mean you want to take a stroll outside when the moon is dark and the wind is high.

The car drove out of the parking lot and into the moonlit street.

Tang Lin looked out the window, very good, Mr. Fan did what he said, and it was not the way home at all: "Where are you taking me?"

Crossroads, red lights.

Fan Peiyang stopped the car and turned his head: "Watch a movie."

Tang Lin glanced at the time and raised his eyebrows: "Midnight show?"

Fan Peiyang looked back at the front of the car again: "Yes."

The moonlight and street lamps merged into a beautiful color, hitting the outline of his profile.

Tang Lin looked at it lightly.

Green light.

Fan Peiyang drove through the intersection, and there were fewer cars on the street than in the daytime, but it was far from being as empty as Ba Pai Dao Ren Zong. This city is always crowded and noisy.

"Do you remember that Tyr said that night monsters are a kind of energy..."

Just as his thoughts were about to drift away, Tang Lin pulled him back to reality.

Fan Peiyang digested the topic that spanned too long before nodding: "Well, what?"

Tang Lin: "Tell me, is it possible that the stationery tree and stationery are also energy?"

Fan Peiyang became serious: "Continue."

Tang Rin: "I've been thinking before, what kind of power can pull us to that space, cure my illness, and even prevent us from telling outsiders the secrets of the level, but what if these are all caused by energy?"

Fan Peiyang looked ahead: "The same energy?"

Tang Lin: "Yes, it's like a sign. When you are selected, this energy hits your body. It locks you, pulls you in at a fixed time, and allows you to use stationery. At the same time, I'm thinking When you want to tell the secret to the outside world, it will interfere."

Fan Peiyang thought about it and asked, "Apart from what Tire said, do you have any other evidence?"

Tang Lin pondered for a while, then said: "The night I tamed the night monster, the pattern on my arm flashed for a moment, and later in the square, when Nan Ge found the night monster attached to my shoulder, it flashed again, and finally the night monster Be my stationery tree, the pattern shimmers most intensely..."

Fan Peiyang tried to understand: "Do you think the owl pattern is a symbol of energy in our body?"

"Well," Tang Lin said, "this can explain the flickering of the pattern. The first two times were external energy approaching, the last time was direct injection of energy, and the three times were actually the same type of energy induction."

Fan Peiyang was lost in thought.

Tang Lin also stopped talking.

The owl pattern on the arm disappeared after they returned to reality.

Everything is just a guess, even if the guess is correct, it is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the foggy world of breaking through.

Tang Lin turned his head to look out the window.

In the vast night, you can still see clearly because of the street lights nearby, but the distance is so dark that it seems that even the moonlight cannot shine.

Chapter 49 Midnight Show┃Are you sure you want to waste two hours of precious time on fictional stories?

The black Bentley drove slowly into the parking space and turned off the engine.

Fan Peiyang unbuckled his seat belt and turned to look at Tang Lin, who was still in his own thoughts.

"Here we are." The deep voice was extraordinarily present in the closed car.

Only then did Tang Lin realize that the car had stopped, and lowered his head to unfasten his seat belt.

Fan Peiyang had already opened the door and got off the car.

In the shopping mall at midnight, the shops on all floors are closed, and the escalators are also out of service, leaving only a few straight elevators to take people to the top-floor cinema.

Maybe it's because there are few people watching movies in the middle of the night, and there are only Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang in the elevator.

The stainless steel car wall is like a mirror, clearly reflecting the figures of two people.

The atmosphere was too quiet, Tang Lin looked at the changing floor numbers, and deliberately joked with Fan Peiyang: "Wait to open the door, will there be a water world outside?"

Fan Peiyang looked at him slowly, with a slight displeasure on his brows: "From now on, the topic of checkpoints is prohibited."

It's rare that Mr. Fan is in a good mood to watch a movie, and Tang Lin fully cooperates: "Okay, what movie shall we watch later?"

Fan Peiyang said: "You will know when you arrive."

Tang Lin nodded, he was basically sure, Fan Peiyang didn't know what movie was showing, and watching the midnight show was purely a temporary idea.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, and the car door slowly opened.

There was a lot of noise, and the entrance of the theater was crowded with people, as if returning to the entrance of the dungeon in a trance.

Fan Peiyang: "..."

Tang Rin: "..."

I take back what I said earlier that the theater at midnight was deserted.

Stepping out of the elevator, there is a promotional sign for a blockbuster movie. The release date is tomorrow, and it is obviously its premiere at midnight tonight.

"We are lucky." Tang Lin is now looking forward to the next two hours.

The two went to the counter to buy tickets. The occupancy rate of the two halls at zero o'clock was nearly 80%. At first glance, all the seats were unpurchasable, and the rest of the seats were all corners.

"Change to another theater?" Mr. Fan, who was used to booking out theaters, regretted it on a whim.

"No need." Tang Lin felt that it was troublesome, and there was no need to buy it at this time. Unless you went to a particularly remote theater, it would be difficult to get a good seat.

10 minutes before the opening, the two entered the field with a large force.

Most of the people who came to the midnight show were young people, including couples and friends, talking and laughing very lively.

Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang are located in No. 1 and No. 2 in the penultimate row, and the aisle is on the right.

Fan Peiyang asked Tang Lin to sit inside and sat beside him.

The overhead light in the projection hall was still on, and Fan Peiyang noticed that many people were still holding drinks and popcorn after they were seated.

He thought for a while and got up.

Tang Lin was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Fan Peiyang: "I'll buy you something to eat."

He said it so naturally that it belied the subtle silliness of the statement.

But Tang Lin could see it, but inexplicably felt that it was a little cute.

But he really doesn't need popcorn: "Sit down obediently."

Fan Peiyang sat down in silence, not very satisfied with the development of the night.

Wrong time, wrong time, wrong atmosphere, Tang Lin refused to eat popcorn.

None of this matches the midnight show he planned for Tang Lin after he recovered when he made a wish in the Wishing House.

The commercial ended, the lights dimmed, and the theater gradually became quiet.

Tang Lin looked at the big screen intently, and the light from the screen hit his side face, outlining a beautiful outline.

Through the darkness, Fan Pei looked at him brightly.

Tang Lin's eyelashes are very long, and when he blinks, the eyelashes will tremble slightly, which is very attractive.

When the movie starts, the screen lights and shadows change, and the sound effects surround the audience, three-dimensional and realistic.

Tang Lin looked at it for almost half an hour before suddenly remembering that the phone hadn't been muted yet. Although he didn't think anyone would look for him in the middle of the night, he planned to set it up.

With this movement, he found that Fan Peiyang was looking at him.

The movie is being played to a very bright scene, and the whole auditorium is like daylight in an instant.

Tang Lin was burned by the temperature in those eyes.

He didn't know how long Fan Peiyang had looked at him, but he only knew that those eyes gave him an illusion, as if he was the other's world.

The sound effect of the movie was still bombarding, but Tang Lin heard the heartbeat, who knows.

……

four years ago.

Tang Lin sat in his office and glanced at his watch, it was 23:00.

Sighing helplessly, he dialed a number on the landline, and the connection was quickly connected there, and he said concisely: "Say."

Tang Lin could almost imagine Fan Peiyang's current appearance. He must have a phone and a document in one hand without looking up.

"Your chief financial officer asked to leave work." He asked half seriously and half jokingly.

Fan Peiyang said neatly: "Yes, be careful when driving."

Then the phone hung up.

Listening to the busy tone of "beep", Tang Lin felt blocked.

In another hour, it will be tomorrow, and his partner is still working overtime.

In another hour, it will be his birthday, and his boyfriend is still working overtime.

Last year's birthday appointment was missed, and he canceled the restaurant reservation three months in advance. This year, the loss is a little smaller, only two movie tickets.

How can Mr. Fan take two hours to watch a movie with him in his busy schedule? Tang Lin designed several lobbying plans, but now he realized that he had neglected it. What he should do most is an early warning plan to let Mr. Fan know that someday It's the other half's birthday.

The first time he surprised Fan Peiyang on his birthday, Tang Lin was notified face to face by the birthday star——I don’t like it, it’s unnecessary, and I can save it in the future.

Tang Lin respected Fan Peiyang's birthday celebration habits, but never said that his birthday could be saved.

Apparently Mr. Fan didn't realize it.

Driving home, halfway through, Tang Lin suddenly made a U-turn and went in the direction of the cinema.

My boyfriend didn't give it to me on my birthday, so why not?

Scan the QR code with your mobile phone and get two movie tickets.

Today is the midnight premiere of a literary film. The footage in the trailer is particularly flavorful. Tang Lin saw it by accident while surfing the Internet and was moved.

The theater was deserted, and he wanted to give away another ticket, but he didn't.

After checking the tickets, there were only Tang Lin and another couple.

The seat Tang Lin bought was in the middle, the best place to watch movies, and the couple bought the corner in the last row.

Tang Lin suspects that the real audience of this movie is only himself.

The movie opens.

The feature film is more tasteful, more psychedelic and more moving than the trailer.

Tang Lin was engrossed in watching it until the subtitles appeared at the end of the film, only to realize that her eyes were wet.

Walking out of the movie theater, Tang Lin took out his mobile phone that had been set to silent, and wanted to switch it back to the mode, but found a message from an hour ago: Are you home yet?

He didn't come back an hour ago.

An hour later he hadn't received a second new message, or a phone call.

Walking out of the shopping mall, Tang Lin bought a bottle of purified water at a 24-hour convenience store, unscrewed it, lifted it up, and bowed to the moon.

Today is a full moon, full and full.

"Happy birthday."

Tang Lin never hesitated to bless herself.

The next day, Tang Lin arrived at the company on time. Not long after he sat down, his phone rang. It was Fan Peiyang.

The relationship between him and Fan Peiyang has not been made public in the company or in the social circle.

Fan Peiyang never cared about other people's eyes, he just thought it was troublesome, and Tang Lin also thought it was troublesome, but he was not as efficient as Fan Peiyang. On the second morning after confirming the relationship, he raised this issue and quickly reached a consensus.

So ever since they fell in love, there has been an unwritten tacit understanding between the two of them - call the landline for business and call the mobile for private, except when they are not in the company.

Tang Lin was rarely at work. When receiving a call from Fan Peiyang, she raised her eyebrows slightly and answered, "Hello?"

"You didn't reply to my message yesterday." Fan Peiyang's tone was not like a lover complaining, but like a leader criticizing.

"Watching a movie, the sound is muted." Tang Lin said truthfully.

The answer was obviously beyond Fan Peiyang's expectation: "Cinema?"

Tang Lin: "Well, zero point."

"I thought you didn't want to work overtime because you wanted to go home and rest." There was no dissatisfaction in Fan Peiyang's tone, it was just an accident.

"Occasionally, we have to combine work and rest." Tang Lin avoided the most serious and did not blink his eyes.

Fan Peiyang didn't intend to delve into this, and returned to the original purpose: "Come to my house tonight?"

Tang Lin deliberately asked: "Stop working overtime?"

Fan Peiyang heard the ridicule, but his tone became a little more relaxed: "You just said, combine work and rest."

Tang Rin: "..."

As Mr. Fan's "Yi", his positioning is very clear.

Tang Lin rarely refuses invitations, but today is an exception: "Let's watch a movie tonight."

Fan Peiyang: "Didn't you just watch it?"

Tang Lin: "It's a great movie, it's worth a second look."

Fan Peiyang: "Yes, you book the ticket."

Tang Lin: "Okay, let me see if there is still a zero point game."

Fan Peiyang didn't quite understand his obsession with the midnight show, but he didn't mind: "Okay."

call ended.

Tang Lin browsed the booking software. The premiere had passed, and there were no new movies released. It was basically impossible for the theater to arrange a zero-point show. After searching for a long time, I found that the latest show was at 23:00.

When booking the ticket, he thought, if he frequently brushed the words "Zero Field" in front of Fan Peiyang, and Fan Peiyang didn't realize what he missed yesterday, he planned to stage violent aesthetics at Fan Peiyang's home.

Tang Lin thought very well, but Mr. Fan didn't even cooperate with the first step.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tang Lin, who had been waiting in the office for nearly two hours, dialed Fan Peiyang's cell phone, but Shan Yunsong answered.Without him asking, Shan Yunsong reported directly: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Fan is holding a video conference for the North China region..."

Tang Lin didn't speak for a long time.

Shan Yunsong: "President Tang?"

Tang Lin exhaled lightly, and asked casually, "When did the meeting start?"

Shan Yunsong didn't suspect him, and said truthfully, "05:30."

Tang Lin: "When do you expect to drive?"

Shan Yunsong smiled wryly: "Mr. Tang, you know Mr. Fan, it's hard to say..."

Tang Lin knew.

Fan Peiyang only needs to be efficient in doing things, and he will never delay the things he decides. Similarly, if things do not meet his satisfaction, he will never settle.If a meeting is successfully held, it will be him for an hour, and if it is not well held, it will be him for one night.

"Okay, got it." After hanging up the phone, Tang Lin adjusted the back of the seat to a large angle, and lay back halfway on it.

Started at 05:30.

From getting off work at five o'clock to the start of the meeting, Fan Peiyang had three to ten minutes to notify him.

But Mr. Fan definitely didn't think about it.

The two things of "watching a movie with him" and "work" are not worth putting on a scale at all.

The setting sun came in through the window, warm.

Tang Lin closed her eyes, her beautiful eyebrows were quiet and peaceful in the afterglow of the setting sun.

For the real midnight show, Tang Lin waited half a month later.

An imported blockbuster, easy entertainment.

With the lessons learned from the past, Tang Lin first explored the periphery. Mr. Fan has no visitors, no meetings, and no tendency to work overtime today.

Just arrived at five o'clock, and his message was sent on time: Watch the midnight show at night?

There is a second reply, and the speed can tell that it is leisurely: Are you sure you want to waste two hours of precious time on fictional stories?

Answering the question with a rhetorical question means rejecting it.

Fan Peiyang never wronged himself, just thinking about it, not thinking about it, and occasionally going against his will because of guilt, but really occasionally.

Tang Lin suddenly realized that the last "Yes, you book a ticket" was probably the closest he was to success.

In the end, Tang Lin went to watch the movie by himself, and it was three o'clock in the morning when he got home.

He dropped the two tickets into the bottom shelf of the bedroom chest of drawers.

One that has been checked and one that has not been checked, fluttering into it.

There are already a few tickets there.

There will be more in the future.

The author has something to say: I brought Mr. Fan over to you, and I will smack him ╰_╯