The super-large cantaloupe that the man brought back from Hokkaido lasted for a week for two adult men who were not sweets. Cong Mido was tired of being sweet, and then he leaned on the kitchen counter with a cane in one hand and drank water in big gulps. Mido was still tired of sweets when he arrived, and then he walked slowly to the bathroom to find the toothbrush that could save him.

Mido, who was brushing his teeth, saw those ice-blue eyes lingering on his body in the mirror, feeling anxious for a while, and lowered his head again.Since the man came back from a business trip last Thursday, Mido was becoming more and more unable to maintain his usual indifference and composure, more and more unable to keep his eyes out of focus on purpose.This week, just keeping his head down in front of that man, and expressing all his answers with a short "um" almost exhausted all of Mido's self-control.Mido was even a little grateful that the man's plan basically didn't need to be vetoed by himself.Mido felt that even if he just opened his mouth and answered the word "no", he couldn't stop himself from talking.

After brushing his teeth, Mido took advantage of the opportunity to close the bathroom door and took a shower, trying to clear his mind by letting the water flow in a clear direction.The warm water flowed through the whole body, and I don't know how long it took until the man's voice sounded outside the door, Mido slammed on the faucet heavily as if to seal the coffin of his own thoughts, the water flow stopped in response, and his thoughts were freed. clarify.Oh, it's just that I used to imagine that what the man said at night was true, but now I realize that it's just a lie to calm myself in the nightmare, and it's just because of this that I'm so anxious.Mido said this in an extremely positive tone in his heart, and then he clenched his fists to test his own strength.Just one more time, after a while, find a company with an overseas department and send him out, and he will definitely be able to get rid of this man, so his anxiety will definitely disappear.Mido kept using affirmative sentences as if confirming something.

After the evening routine, the day is coming to an end.

"Good night, Mr. Mido," said the man.

"..." Mido didn't think about anything tonight.

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"I'm going out." The man's voice came from the entrance, a bit vague because of the bedroom door.

Starting this week, because he didn't want to face that man, and he no longer needed his morning care, Mido didn't get up so early.After hearing the door close, Mido got up and took a simple wash, then began to eat the breakfast left by the man.Sliced ​​vegetables with a side of salad dressing, peeled hard-boiled eggs, toasted slices of toast, opened canned tuna, and two slices of cheese, clean Glasses and cartons of milk that are starting to puddle.It was prepared so that no matter when I got up, these foods would not become unpalatable due to temperature changes.

Mido walked into the study after breakfast, looked at the papers that were piled up on the table but now there are few left, Mido sneered, was he guarding himself.Then Mido turned on the computer, but found that the computer still didn't need to type in the login password.Looking at the time, Mido didn't want to think too much, and quickly searched for recruitment information, thinking that his request might make him return in vain, but in the end, he found the target as quickly as the goddess of luck.He picked up the phone and wanted to call the company, but suddenly remembered that the man gave him the phone, so he put it down and cleaned up the computer traces.Opening the safe that had not been used for a long time, he found his seal and took out two banknotes. After returning to the room to tidy up, Mido prepared to go directly to the target company.

Sitting in the taxi, Mido looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly wondered if he was influenced by that man to do such an unruly thing.Then he found a decent excuse for himself, and acted in a hurry. Without even this bit of courage, he has no right to be called a business elite.

The afternoon meeting went well.Although the fact that he was unable to leave his contact information made the other party quite critical, the other party was very satisfied with Mido's reliable aura and his outstanding ability in various aspects such as the several sets of hypothetical plans he proposed.The excuse is that I have just returned from overseas recuperation, I have not applied for a Japanese mobile phone, and if I can enter the company, I will go directly to overseas to take a post. Although it cannot completely dispel doubts, it will not make the other party give up one for this reason. candidates.After some discussion, the target company decided to ask Mido to come back next Tuesday afternoon for further negotiations.

When he got home, the man was still off work.Mido took off his suit and tidied up the room to cover up his going out.

The weekend was as leisurely as ever.Mido, who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows and eating western food, couldn't calm down no matter what.It's always hard to imagine going out to eat with that man like this, just like it's hard to imagine going shopping with that man like just now.The delicious food in front of me became dull because of the annoying mood.

The unbearable weekend made Mido look forward to the arrival of next Tuesday.

"Good night, Mr. Mido," said the man.

"... "

Tuesday finally came.Watching the man take out the suit that was going to be laundered, and hearing the man faintly say "I'm going out." Mido felt that his Tuesday had finally come.In the afternoon, after negotiating with the target company, it was concluded that Mido would first go to the overseas company with the deputy director in one month's time, and if everything went well, Mido would become the director in two months, and at the same time withdraw the implementation plan of the acting director.Mido, who was faintly excited because the progress was going well, left the office building and looked at the sky, feeling that something was wrong.

When I got home, the man had already arrived.Seeing Mido come in, the man said softly, "Welcome back." He picked up the opened red wine on the table, poured it into two crystal glasses, then picked up a glass by himself, drank it, Said "Mr. Mido, let's have a drink." The man's voice was reassuring.

Mido looked at the man's glass of wine, was this a thoughtful man's act of reassuring himself because he was worried about remembering the first time?

Faintly worried about what would happen next, Midou drank a lot of wine as if avoiding it.In the end, the wobbly Midou was helped to the room by the man, and placed under a quilt.

"Good night, Mr. Mido," said the man.

"Good night, Saeki." The dizzy Mido greeted the man for the first time in a long time that the man could hear.

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