The day I married my boss

When the car stopped at the downstairs of Song Feilan's apartment, Tao Yuan didn't intend to go up, but after thinking about it, seeing Song Feilan's young mentally retarded appearance, he got out of the car anyway.

The apartment was cleaned very cleanly. This has nothing to do with Mr. Song. It should be due to the cleaning.

Song Feilan stood at the door of his house, like a loose thief, poking his head to look inside.

Tao Yuan was a little speechless at his wretched appearance, and walked into the room first, and said, "There are various restaurants downstairs, and you can order takeaway." Assistant Tao stopped after saying something, not knowing what he was looking for. The flat mirror looked around the house, and finally pointed to the takeaway advertisements on the refrigerator that were evenly and symmetrically pasted on the entire door, and continued: "The numbers for the takeaway are all here. Your mobile phone was broken in a car accident." , The new card has been inserted and placed on the coffee table, you can call me if you need anything."

Seeing his posture as if he was going to leave, Song Feilan grabbed his arm reflexively and shouted: "Brother Tao..." Song Feilan had a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, and he was already looking forward to him normally, but now he was pretending to be pitiful, it was simply It's so exciting.

Tao Yuan met such eyes as soon as he turned his head, and couldn't help pursing his lips, his throat seemed a little dry, and he said after a while, "...I'll come back this afternoon."

Song Feilan also knew that this was a difficult situation for others. Others had their own work and life, and it was not any other intimate relationship. How could they stay together like this all the time?Thinking of this, he reluctantly withdrew his hand and said, "Brother Tao, goodbye."

Seeing his bowed head, Tao Yuan felt a little soft-hearted, thought for a while and said, "I have to go to a meeting in the morning, and I'll bring you lunch at noon."

The young man was happy again, his face was full of spring, he put his head outside the door and smiled like an idiot, and said goodbye to Tao Yuan: "Brother, come early at noon!"

Tao Yuan still felt that something was wrong with him until he got in the car, and Song Feilan yelled "Big Brother" all over his body, and he didn't expect the 17-year-old Song Feilan to act like a baby, and his eyes softened his heart.

After Tao Yuan left, Song Feilan changed his shoes and entered the house. The decoration of the house is simple and clean, and the location is good. It is convenient to go everywhere, but it is not popular.He stood in the middle of the living room with his head down and sighed. He didn't expect that 11 years later, he would still be so unpopular, not even a single person visiting the hospital...

He didn't take off his coat, he just fell on the sofa, took a look at the new mobile phone from the coffee table, the smart phone of this era, probably considering his hobby of playing games, bought the maximum memory.There was also a tablet next to the fruit plate. Song Feilan opened the package and took a look. It was brand new, and there was no time lock for children. He was inexplicably disappointed... Always wanted someone to care about him, even if it was just an assistant, Song Feilan After thinking about it, he felt pitiful again, put the tablet back into the box, turned over with his arms around the pillow on the sofa, and stared blankly at this house with a total of one or two hundred square meters of upstairs and downstairs, empty...

There was nothing wrong with him, he nestled on the sofa for a while, and fell asleep just like that.

He was awakened when Tao Yuan knocked on the door. He was so sleepy that his sweater slipped up, exposing a section of his waist, hanging out in the cold. His leg injury was still not healed. Three legs to open the door.Tao Yuan was standing outside the door with a takeaway lunch box in his hand. Seeing his attire, he asked, "Why are you still wearing this attire?"

"Ah?" Song Feilan glanced at him in confusion, his voice was a little hoarse, he didn't know if he had a cold: "I fell asleep, I forgot to change it."

Tao Yuan heard it and said, "Don't sleep on the sofa in the future, it's easy to catch a cold."

"Yeah." He obediently agreed, followed Tao Yuan's buttocks to the restaurant, and said, "Thank you, brother."

Tao Yuan always felt that these two words were inexplicably exciting. He put the lunch box in his hand on the table and opened it together with Song Feilan. It looked like a table with red and green flowers.

Song Feilan raised his head while eating and asked him, "Did the meeting go well this morning?"

"Successful, you signed the contract before the car accident, but you have been preparing for it, and the filming will start soon." Tao Yuan paused and said: "Sixty episodes, the name is "Legend of Empress Wu". Zhen Li played the leading role, but after discussion with the production team, they still felt that her qualifications were too low to handle such a big drama, so Yang Xiaoqing was replaced."

He observed Song Feilan while he was talking, but President Song didn't respond. He even forgot who these people were, just nodded, took a piece of fish-flavored eggplant and said, "You can do whatever you think is appropriate, anyway, I don't know anything now. .”

Tao Yuan looked at him, and felt that if he summed up the advantages for Song Feilan at this time, self-knowledge would probably be one of them.

After the two had lunch, they put away the tableware together. Tao Yuan stood up and took the leftover food waste to the door, and when he was going to go out, he took it downstairs and threw it away.Song Feilan thought he was going to leave again, like a concubine in the cold palace who hadn't seen her for a long time, and called miserably: "Brother, take a nap here before leaving." Like a puppy that hasn't been weaned, clingy.

Tao Yuan didn't intend to leave at all, anyway, he had nothing to do this afternoon, and he had to take Song Feilan to pick up his father's plane at three o'clock, so he said, "I won't go, I will send you to pick up the plane later."

Speaking of this, Song Feilan's head drooped again. When the father and son met, Song Donglai said the most to him: "Why are you so troublesome?" Or: "Look at your report card."

Song Feilan was originally a person who couldn't sit still, and sometimes he didn't know where he got the messy injuries on his body.In the beginning, he caused troubles inadvertently. Later, he intentionally made his presence felt in order to attract Song Donglai's attention. Later, Chairman Song simply asked his secretary to deal with these matters. You will be scolded.

Seeing his lowered head, Tao Yuan vaguely knew something about their father-son relationship, how noisy Song Feilan was in front of others, how quiet he was in front of Song Donglai.I don't know if Song Dong's heart is too hard, or Song Feilan can't tell the difference between his partner and he is born with little tendencies. It's as if those coquettish and obedient skills have all failed in front of the old man.

Tao Yuan almost couldn't help touching the top of his head, squeezed his hand on the hem of his trousers, and said, "I won't scold you this time, you just got out of the hospital."

"I hope." Song Feilan showed a wry smile: "When I was young, I was cut open by a gangster. I just had eight stitches and my head was still hurting. My dad scolded me on the bedside, scolded me Passed out." He bowed his waist and lowered his head, leaned over, brushed away a small piece of hair on the back of his head with both hands, and stretched his head in front of Tao Yuan, saying: "It should be here, I guess there is still a scar."

Tao Yuan said, "I can see it even if you stand upright."

Song Feilan stood up straight and said with a smile, "Why do you despise my height?"

Tao Yuan smiled and said nothing. He lowered his head and took a look at the scar on the back of his head. Sure enough, he saw a slightly darker mark. He reached out and touched it, and there was a bump on it.Song Feilan felt that he had touched it, raised his head and said, "Did you see it?"

Tao Yuan still had the warm touch of his scalp in his hands, nodded, and heard him sigh slightly and continue to say: "I suddenly feel that this life is pretty good now, at least I don't have to go back and mess with their family." , to save my aunt from guarding me all day about dividing up the family property."

Song Feilan's voice was very low in the last half of the sentence, but Tao Yuan still heard it. It was inconvenient for him to discuss, so he changed the topic and asked, "Is there any cold medicine at home?" He wasn't familiar with this place yet, and thought of Mr. Song's casual posture before, he probably had no hope, so he put on his coat and said, "I'll go downstairs to buy cold medicine, and I'll come up later."

Song Feilan looked carefree, but in fact he was very sensitive inside. Seeing that Tao Yuan was about to go out, he thought he was bothering him with his complaint just now, and felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he nodded obediently, telling himself not to talk about family affairs in the future.

Not long after, Tao Yuan came upstairs carrying a bag, besides the plastic bag with the pharmacy logo printed on it, he also held a piece of kraft paper wrapped in candied haws.Song Feilan's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he gave Assistant Tao a big and bright smile without hesitation, took the things over, and asked, "How do you know that I like candied haws?"

Because I often buy for you for half a year.Tao Yuan didn't answer, took the cold medicine to the kitchen and mixed a cup of granule, brought it back and said: "The water temperature is just right, after drinking the medicine, eat candied haws, just to neutralize the bitterness."

Few people were so considerate to Song Feilan, but his voice was a little hoarse, Tao Yuan kept thinking about it, President Song was a little moved, and wanted to pounce on him and call him brother.He took the cup and resolutely drank the bitter cold medicine, biting a sweet and sour candied haws, the old boy almost burst into tears: "Brother Tao, let's make a vow!"

The more Tao Yuan looked at the current Song Feilan, the more he couldn't imagine how he became what he was later. He just smiled and said, "After eating and sleeping for a while, we will leave for the airport at three o'clock."

Song Feilan nodded while eating candied haws from the trash can, and said, "Brother, you should also take a lunch break, there is a guest room here."

Tao Yuan still had some other work to finish, sitting in the living room would have to be harassed by him, so he nodded and went into the guest room with his things, leaving Song Feilan sitting there alone was no fun.Alas, Brother Tao doesn't seem to like chatting very much...

At 02:30, Tao Yuan came out of the guest bedroom, and Song Feilan was still sitting in the living room, playing with his mobile phone.

"Let's change clothes and get ready to go out. Arrive early so as not to miss it." Tao Yuan was tall and straight, he probably didn't sleep at noon, and his suit didn't even have any creases, and he stood there looking at him.

Song Feilan hurriedly put down his phone and said, "I'll be right away." He hopped around like a headless chicken on crutches to find the cloakroom, and found that it was full of clothes that fit his aesthetics. He suddenly felt that 11 years later, he was still walking in fashion. cutting-edge front.

Tao Yuan sat on the sofa with his hands folded and waited for him. After a while, he heard the sound of three feet stomping on the ground. When he raised his head, his eyes were almost blinded——Song Feilan stood there, dressed in red and willow green, like a newly grown sperm The parrot called him, "Brother Tao, I'm fine."

A bright red hooded sweater, dark green slacks, and a pair of bright yellow sneakers, it's really hard for him to gather so many colors...

Tao Yuan now completely believes that Mr. Song is not possessed. This aesthetic is completely coherent and strange, so there is no need to doubt it.To put it back in the past, he would never talk too much. When he attended the event, he would naturally have a stylist to help correct Song Feilan's outfit. Usually, no one cared about him when he wandered around in the company, but now, after being called out by the old boy so much After many brothers, Tao Yuan softened his heart: "Do you have any other clothes?"

"... Isn't it good-looking?" The aesthetic level was questioned, and the parrot himself felt a little wronged.