The day I married my boss

One of them was on the hospital bed, the other was on the escort chair, and they just sat like this for an entire afternoon.It wasn't until the ink splashed down from the window that Tao Yuan pinched the back of his neck and raised his head, stretched the muscles in his shoulder and neck, and turned around to find that Song Feilan's eyes were still staring at the computer screen, poking his fingers back and forth on it. look confused.

Tao Yuan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was already seven o'clock in the afternoon.He put down the documents, put the things back into the briefcase, and said, "President Song, it's late, shall we go out for dinner?"

Song Feilan shook his head, his soft hair jumped twice with his movements, he didn't even lift his head, and said, "Order takeaway, I can eat anything."

Tao Yuan looked at him, hesitated for two seconds, thought for a while and reminded: "You have been lying on the bed for more than a month, you should get out of bed and move around." Tao Yuan regretted giving Song Feilan the tablet, he underestimated The authenticity of Mr. Song's amnesia and the appeal of video games to young people.

After finishing a round, Song Feilan raised his head, rested his head on the pillow behind him with his neck up, and said with a smile, "This thing is really fun."

"Shall we go to eat?" Tao Yuan repeated.

Only then did Song Feilan hear it clearly, and jumped out of bed with two ohs, asking where to eat while searching for his clothes all over the room.Tao Yuan handed him a thick coat and said, "Let's eat in the cafeteria downstairs of the hospital?"

Mr. Song is only emotionally chaotic, but he is not very picky about his diet and daily life, and he is very easy to serve.He wrapped himself in a black down jacket, put on his shoes for going out, and followed Tao Yuan out the door casually on crutches.

Song Feilan was used to hang out with Song Donglai's subordinates since he was a child. His father was neither his mother nor his mother, and his name was not right. It's okay to live a lifetime.Because of his soft personality and habit, those subordinates would act like a baby, and they all liked him quite a lot.

Tao Yuan took him to the canteen of the hospital. It was just meal time, and there was a lot of voices inside, and there was a rush of heat in an instant.Song Feilan smiled and said, "It's really lively."

Tao Yuan found a clean table and told him to sit down, and went to queue for dinner by himself.Wearing a large down jacket, Song Feilan nodded obediently, and looked at the passing crowd aimlessly with a pair of eyes.

When Tao Yuan came back with the plate, Song Feilan was staring at a teddy dog ​​at the entrance of the cafeteria. The dog's brown curly hair was rubbing its arms around the hostess' calf. Tao Yuan followed his gaze, Inexplicably, this Teddy looks a bit like Mr. Song in front of him.

Seeing him coming back, Song Feilan turned away and didn't look at him again, with an embarrassing or shy smile on his face.Tao Yuan is not a troublesome person, Song Feilan is just his boss, no matter how chaotic his private life is, it has nothing to do with him, and he will never show anything.He took away the sterilized tableware and handed it to Song Feilan, asking, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

Song Feilan looked at the plates on the iron table, shook his head, and said, "No more, these are pretty good."

One of them was wearing a suit and the other was wrapped in a down jacket, sitting in the hall of the hospital cafeteria.Song Feilan took a sip of porridge, hesitated for a while and asked, "Brother Tao, did you tell my dad about my amnesia?"

"Not yet, I just told you about waking up." Seeing him asking this question, Tao Yuan also thought that he hadn't handled the matter carefully, so he took out his mobile phone and added, "I'll tell him now."

Song Feilan smiled nonchalantly, and said, "No need, what I mean is, if he doesn't know, don't tell him. Even if you call now, the secretary will probably answer it." He seemed to adapt quickly After seeing this kind of life now, he comforted Tao Yuan: "He's not a doctor, it doesn't matter if he knows it or not, the most he can do is deposit more money in the hospital's account, it's useless, and I have to be detained back to Song Dynasty. I don't want to go back home."

Tao Yuan originally worked in the head office of the Song Corporation. When Mr. Song saw that he was young and talented, he asked him to be Song Feilan's deputy. He also hoped that Song Feilan, who could not get stuck on the wall, could get close to Zhu Zhechi and be influenced by him. .Although he came from the head office, Tao Yuan didn't do the kind of thing that is in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han. Since Xiao Song is the boss now, he has to listen to the boss. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Song Feilan was happy, chatted with him while eating, asked for a while: "Brother Tao, how old are you?" and asked again: "Brother Tao, do you have a girlfriend?"

Before the amnesia, Mr. Song was not so enthusiastic. He was always lazy and usually only did three things in the office: drinking water, going to the bathroom, and flirting with beautiful women and men.As long as it's not a major event where the world collapses and people die, he generally doesn't care.

Assistant Tao, an atheist, didn't answer. He looked at Mr. Song with both eyes, carefully pondered the possibility of him being possessed by his aunt, and finally answered, "27, single."

Song Feilan smiled, and was curious about Tao Yuan's life in college.Tao Yuan watched his small mouth open and close, and suspected that he might suffocate if he closed it for a moment. In order to prevent Song Feilan from asking questions from university to middle school, Tao Yuan took the initiative to change the topic and asked, "Do you like puppies?" ?”

Song Feilan was taken aback, probably the way he looked at Teddy just now made him ask this question, so he said, "No, I just saw that dog's little butt is so funny."

Seeing Assistant Tao's face turn from white to green, Song Feilan also felt that his words were not appropriate in front of the elders, so he corrected: "I like it, but my aunt is allergic to dog hair, and the family does not allow it." He just said After finishing, he realized that he regarded Tao Yuan as an elder, but now he is obviously his equal... His head turned around a few times but he didn't turn back, so he simply gave up thinking about it.

Tao Yuan didn't bother to talk to him, he just thought that even if he went back 11 years, Mr. Song would still not change his true nature as a man.

The two went back to the ward for a walk after dinner, Tao Yuan sent him back to the room and was about to leave, Song Feilan was the only one beside him, he was reluctant to see him leave, so he leaned on the door frame and asked, "Brother Tao, are you leaving? "

Tao Yuan nodded, and Song Feilan asked again: "Then will you come tomorrow?"

"I'll be here all this time, until you leave the hospital." Tao Yuan looked at his pitiful look, thought for a while, left the tablet behind, and said, "If you can't sleep, just play for a while, tomorrow morning I'll come over."

Song Feilan happily took it, and also blew a kiss from Tao Yuan, and there was no more parting sorrow.

Tao Yuan thought of how he was so happy that his hair was on the verge of curling up just now, he walked all the way to the elevator entrance, with a smile on his lips.

Song Feilan returned to the ward with Tao Yuan's tablet in his hand, and played with Onmyoji for more than three hours. Seeing that the character was about to rise to level ten, he just drew a shikigami card that was probably SR, and he hadn't had time yet. See clearly, suddenly, the screen of the tablet goes black...

"..." In the dead of night, Song Feilan had nowhere to vent the prehistoric power in his chest. He could only kneel on the hospital bed and cry with his arms around the tablet. He poked his finger for a long time and almost got arthritis. No.

When Tao Yuan came to the hospital in the morning, Song Feilan was sleeping so hard that he didn't know what eve it was. It was not too cold with the quilt between his legs, but he was still holding the computer tightly in his arms.Tao Yuan looked at him like that, raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously, stretched out his hand and flicked the tablet computer, wanting him to lie down before going back to sleep, but he woke him up with just one movement.Song Feilan was so frightened that he kicked his feet lightly while he was half asleep and half awake, and sat up on his own, his eyes were still closed, he still held the computer in his arms, and asked dizzily, "What time is it?"

In a daze, Tao Yuan thought he had recovered his memory, glanced at his watch and said, "07:30 in the morning."

Hearing his voice, Song Feilan woke up suddenly, with eye feces still hanging on his face, one eye was open and the other was squeezed, he rushed over and grabbed Tao Yuan's arm, before he woke up, he woke up before his acting skills, whether he wanted to cry or not Say, "I'm sorry Brother Tao! I broke your tablet!"

Tao Yuan looked at him like that, with a face full of indescribable words, and said, "Go and wash your face first, and I'll show you."

Listening to what he said, Song Feilan dragged his slippers to the bathroom. Tao Yuan held the tablet and pressed it a few times, and said, "It's not broken, it's the time lock for children I set."

Song Feilan still had a toothbrush in his mouth. Hearing this, he turned around and asked, "Brother Tao, do you have children?"

"No." is specially set for you.Tao Yuan didn't say the second half of the sentence, Song Feilan scratched his chin with one hand, turned his head a few times, as if he suddenly figured it out, he wanted to cry without tears: "You specially set it up for me?"

Tao Yuan smiled and said nothing, Song Feilan spit the foam in his mouth: "Then you said it earlier, I thought you broke it, and I felt guilty all night."

"Come and eat." Tao Yuan just wanted to laugh when he heard his voice.

After washing her face, Song Feilan sat on the edge of the tea table, looked at Tao Yuan's gesture of raising his hands and not intending to move his chopsticks, and asked, "Brother Tao, don't you want to eat?"

"I've eaten at home." Tao Yuan said.

Song Feilan nodded and asked, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Probably just these two days, because of the amnesia, the doctor said to observe it again." Tao Yuan basically moved his office from the company to Song Feilan's ward, talking to him while still keeping his eyes on the documents.

Song Feilan was not idle either, and asked while eating the buns: "Brother Tao, are you busy now?"

Tao Yuan raised his head from the document, pushed the mirror on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "What do you want?"

"Before I lost my memory... what was it like? Was it amazing?" Song Feilan asked curiously after knowing his childish nature.

Whether you are good or not depends on which aspect. Reading, writing, and handling official duties are useless. If you have to say that you are good... Mr. Song has experienced so many swallows, skinny rings and fats, so he probably has a good grasp of housework, right?Tao Yuan thought about it, pondered for a while and said, "...that's how it is now."

"Just because you said it means you didn't say it." Song Feilan approached him with a bowl, and asked cautiously, "Am I married? Do I have a girlfriend? Is my name Xing Li?"

"..." Tao Yuan didn't hold back the smile on his lips, turned to look at him, and said, "I'm not married." If he was really married, and the husband didn't come to see him for a month in a coma, he might not be far from divorce up.

"What about the girlfriend? Girlfriend girlfriend..." Song Feilan looked at him with small eyes, as if he was still a little shy.

Girlfriends... I don't know if so many are considered girlfriends. Not only do they have girlfriends but also boyfriends. Anyway, there is no one named Xing Li.Tao Yuan finally shook his head: "No."

Song Feilan was a little disappointed, took his job and sat back to his original seat, sighed softly, and muttered softly: "I'm already 28, I don't know if she's married..."

Tao Yuan put down his work and looked at him for a while, guessing that it must be some girl Mr. Song fell in love with when he was 17 years old, but he didn't expect that Mr. Song, who was wandering in the flowers at this time, had a "one-for-one couple" when he was young. desire.