he can fly

68.

"I love you as far as across the river,

Go over the hill again. "

said Big Rabbit.

-

For almost a week, Ai Bao and Yan Tang stayed in his company.

Aunt Zhang actually returned to City C on Wednesday night, but Ai Bao told Yan Tang that she was reluctant to part with cabbages.

"I want to eat cabbage for another day!" Ai Bao said.

Yan Tang was a little confused, he tried to explain to Ai Bao, "Aunt Zhang should also cook, this dish is not difficult, baby."

Ai Bao shook his head stubbornly.

"Ai Bao wants to eat with Yan Yan on the big square table." He raised his white round face and said seriously.

The big square table naturally refers to the table in Yan Tang's company cafeteria.

Yan Tang didn't ask why when he heard the words,

He only leaned over and asked Ai Bao, "Is that necessary?"

Ai Bao nodded solemnly, "Yes!"

"It must!" he said.

Although I don't know why Aibao insists on eating the fried Chinese cabbage in the company.However, Yan Tang still called Aunt Zhang and discussed with her to go back to work on the next working day.

He made a deal with Aunt Zhang, and after the phone call, Yan Tang helped Ai Bao pack himself up and get into the car.

He is now very proficient at packing Ai Bao into the car.

Ai Bao was humming, and he was already very good at entertaining himself, killing himself while sitting in the passenger seat while driving.

Yan Tang looked at Ai Bao. Sometimes Ai Bao would fight with his left hand and right hand. Maybe there was a war between them. The fat index finger of his left hand was wrestling with the fat middle finger of his right hand.

Sometimes Aibao would lie on the window to watch the scenery outside.

Ever since watching SpongeBob SquarePants learn to drive last time, Ai Bao never talked to Yan Tang in the car again.

Not leaning on Yan Tang's shoulder.

"This is a very dangerous thing!" Ai Bao told Yan Tang seriously with a tense face.

He said, clutching his seat belt tightly on his chest.

Yan Tang:?

Yan Tang thought about it, and he planned to tell Ai Bao that he had been driving for many years and was very stable.

It’s not that he’s been wearing all kinds of SpongeBob underwear with Ai Bao these days, he’s really SpongeBob too. Compared with this yellow square guy, his driving skills are very good.

However, when he opened his mouth, before the sound of the first word could be pronounced, Ai Bao hurriedly interrupted him.

Ai Bao looked very nervous, his two chubby little fat hands clenched the seat belt tightly, like two white flour steamed buns.

"How can Yan Yan be capricious!" Ai Bao accused righteously, "This is a very serious problem!"

Yan Tang could only swallow everything he wanted to say.

He also fastened his seat belt silently, "Okay, baby."

So in the past few days, Ai Bao and Yan Tang have really been in a state of no communication in the car.

But whenever Yan Tang forgot about this and turned his head to ask Ai Bao something, Ai Bao would press his mouth into a straight line and look at him with big eyes condemning.

Yantang could only raise the white flag to surrender.

Then continue to drive honestly.

Ai Bao has been running around the company with Yan Tang these days, which naturally aroused the discovery of others.

Some high-level officials who have a good relationship with Yan Tang, or partners who come to the office to discuss affairs, will ask casually, "Is this your child?"

Yan Tang is usually silent for a while.

Then, he and Ai Bao on the sofa looked at each other.

Ai Bao blinked his eyes, not knowing why Yan Tang suddenly became serious.

"...I am 27 years old." Yan Tang silently closed the cap of the signature pen and said slowly.

Yan Tang looked at the middle-aged subordinates and partners who were bald or bald, and slowly brushed his thick hair.

"Ha, ha,..." The person opposite usually laughed awkwardly, and then changed the subject.

There were also people who couldn't think about it, subconsciously followed Yan Tang's movements, and touched the top of their head that was a little bit cold.

Then wept bitterly in my heart.

Yan Tang looked at their distorted and painful expressions with satisfaction, and slowly smoothed his thick hair.

The life of a young, strong and hairy man is so dull,

and boring.

Ai Bao tilted his head on the sofa, he was secretly researching why Yan Tang became very happy after touching his hair in front of others?

His curls all over his head trembled with his movements.

And someone like Fang Fangming, of course, is not qualified to ask.

Even if he saw Yan Tang and Ai Bao going in and out together a few times, the surprise in his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's paw scratching the glass, he couldn't ask anyone.

One is that he himself knows that he is not qualified.

Second, since Yan Tang warned him in a cold voice last time, Fang Ziming was really a little apprehensive from the bottom of his heart.

Undoubtedly, he is still obsessed with Yan Tang, he is obsessed with Yan Tang's face, Yan Tang's figure, Yan Tang's money, and his social status.

If you are with such a man, you will be very happy no matter what.

Fang Fangming thought about it more than once.

Fang Fangming tried to talk to Chen Shan. Chen Shan and Yan Tang have been partners for several years. They can be said to be the two people with the best relationship in the company. She must know it.

But what rank is he?

What rank is Chen Shan?

Fang Ziming didn't ask the question yet, but just looked at Chen Shan for a while.

Chen Shan smiled at him.

Since getting a tan, her smile has become even sharper.

The slightest bit of tenderness in the past has completely disappeared.

"When you're working, don't think about irrelevant things, OK?" Chen Shan looked at him lightly, implying something.

The balloon of courage that Fang Fangming had been brewing for several days was pricked lightly by Chen Shan, and he died suddenly.

Holding his folder in his arms, he closed his mouth dumbly.

Chen Shan glanced at him, stopped paying attention to him, and turned around to continue arranging work for several assistants around her.

Fang Ziming stood where he was, watching Chen Shan leave quickly on high heels.

The assistants who surrounded her had to trot to keep up with her.

As she walked, she didn't stop talking, her scarlet lips opened and closed, talking all the way.

But Fang Ziming could only stand there blankly.

Perhaps he might not even be able to keep up with Chen Shan's pace in a trot.

At this moment, Fang Fangming suddenly realized a huge gap, which had nothing to do with money, nor the gap between social classes.

It was the gap between Yan Tang and Chen Shan, Chen Shan and the other chief assistants, and the other chief assistants and him.

This gap is like a height. Some people stand on tall pillars, with a wide view and a panoramic view of the mountains.And some people, such as him, the house is bright, can only look up and look along the tall pillars of others, and the rest is only barren.

He will probably never reach the heights of the men on the pillars, nor will he understand them.

House Ming adjusted his glasses.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

What about him?What about the boy who was traveling with Yan Tang these days?Fang Ziming was a little unwilling, so why could he be with Yan Tang?

Fang Ziming secretly searched the inside and outside of the circle, trying to find out the boy.

But I didn't expect it, I had no clue at all!

Fang Ziming bit his lower lip.

He stood there for a while, and waited for Chen Shan's back and the cold voice of her high-heeled shoes to completely disappear in the long and narrow corridor, before turning around and walking to his office.

Not reconciled, not reconciled, he just is not reconciled.

The expression on the bright face of the house was a little distorted.

But no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do.

Fang Fangming himself knew that if he jumped to Yan Tang rashly again, maybe next time, Yan Tang would fire him directly.

Come out of sight, out of mind.

At that time, he had no chance at all.

And Ai Bao, who was missed by Fang Fangming, is snoring comfortably in Yan Tang's lounge.

Ai Bao snored a little while sleeping, a bit like sighing, and after a few exhalations, the little curly hair on the top of his head drooped a few times.

Yan Tang plans to take Ai Bao to Guo Jiayi's art exhibition on Saturday.

The night before he was going to go, Yan Tang searched for a long time before he found the invitation letter for the art exhibition that Guo Jiayi handed him last time.

He opened the small envelope, pulled out the card, and checked the location information on it.

After reading the row of small characters, Yan Tang unconsciously squinted his eyes.

The location of Guo Jiayi's painting exhibition is a bit remote, but Yan Tang is very familiar with it.

The place he chose used to be a video game mall, which had everything in it, such as dance machines, doll grabbers, game motorcycle racing, etc. Yan Tang used to like to play in it when he was young and ignorant.

The first game developed by YT company was modified by Yan Tang based on the idea that he had germinated in this video game city before.

But later, no one came to this video game city, the boss couldn't hold on, and closed down.

It seems to be replaced by a department store, or something else?

Yan Tang didn't know either.

He hasn't set foot here for a long time.

"Yan Yan, what are you looking at?" Ai Bao groped over from the other side of the bed, poked his head out to look at the small card in Yan Tang's hand.

"What is this?" He raised his head and asked Yan Tang.

Ai Bao was lying on the bed, with curly hair rubbing against Yan Tang's arm, which made Yan Tang feel a little itchy.

"It's the admission card for the exhibition we're going to see this weekend." Yan Tang handed the flake-like card to Ai Bao.

"Look at it," he said.

Ai Bao oh, he took it over and looked at it casually.

This invitation card uses traditional characters, which Ai Bao doesn't know most of.

He just thinks that the bronzing pattern on this card is really pretty.

Abbot touched it with his fingers.

"Then what does this card say?" Ai Bao turned around and looked at it, and then returned the invitation card to Yan Tang.

He blinked his big eyes, and said openly, "Ai Bao doesn't understand the words on it!"

"They're wearing too many clothes!" Abbott said.

Yan Tang put the card away.

"As mentioned above, the time and place of the exhibition... and the theme." Yan Tang rubbed Ai Bao's little head, "Can't you read when you put on clothes?"

He smiled and looked at Ai Bao.

Ai Bao didn't want to continue this topic at all.

"I just can't recognize it!" Aibao pouted.

Zizi wore thick clothes and hid himself tightly, how could he recognize it?

Ai Bao rolled his eyes, "Hi! What's the theme of this show?"

He changed the subject awkwardly.

Yan Tang didn't bother about Ai Bao's literacy issue either.

The smile on his face faded a little.

"Probably the theme related to youth." Yan Tang said.

"Youth?" Ai Bao should lie on his stomach. He stretched out his limbs on the bed, facing the bright chandelier.

"Then what is youth?" He looked sideways at Yan Tang and asked.

Yan Tang lowered his eyes.

He looked down at Ai Bao's fair face, and then pinched it with his hands.

"It's a mess," he said.