The president said he will finish his medicine sooner or later

Tang Jun propped his forehead with one hand with his somewhat empty eyes open, and rubbed the smoother abdominal skin with the other hand repeatedly, sitting quietly in the company's office.

He maintained the same posture and sat motionless from noon to night, from bright sky to dusk, the sky gradually darkened.

In the deep blue night sky, the neon lights of the bustling streetscape spread out in great force. Outside the window is the bustling noise of the Three Thousand Worlds, while inside the window is a silence hidden in the darkness.

Jing Yichen glanced at his watch, then at the closed door of the CEO's office, hesitating a little.

It was fine in the morning until he went home at noon. For some reason, Tang Jun suddenly brought up the topic of his son. What he and Uncle Guan said were just facts, but for some reason, Tang Jun suddenly seemed to go crazy. He almost searched the entire villa inside and out, and even called many people to ask about his so-called "son" that didn't exist.

Thinking of this, a strange color flashed in Jing Yichen's eyes.

Although he faintly felt that something was wrong, as if something had been forcibly erased from his memory, but this was not what he cared about.

What he cares about is that if Tang Jun really has such a son, he thinks, he will probably go crazy. When he thinks of the child born by Tang Jun and other women, even if Tang Jun's blood is flowing in the child's body, he will probably go crazy. It will also be unbearable because of the madness of jealousy.

However, Tang Jun's current state really worried him.

Jing Yichen turned his head and glanced at the crowd gathered outside, Linda, Song Shanbai, Shen Chang'an, Mrs. Tang and Tang Jun's cousin Zhong Yi, basically everyone who received Tang Jun's call came.

The employees who are still working in the company have some doubts. Occasionally, someone passing by will take the opportunity to take a sneak look at them. They all speculate whether today is a big day, and there is such a group of people gathered outside the CEO's office.

Mrs. Tang and the others also looked at the closed door very worriedly at this moment, because the door was locked from inside the house. I heard that Tang Jun's mental state is not very good now, so no one dared to open the door violently.

However, it would be fine if Tang Jun made a fuss by throwing something in the room or listening to music to let off steam, and they wouldn't be as worried as they are now.

But Tang Jun was quiet and didn't make a sound. Now that the sky is getting dark, there is no light in the crack of the door. It is obvious that the people inside have not turned on the lights. This made Mrs. Tang, who was worried about her son, couldn't help but shake her hand. He grabbed Zhong Yi's arm beside him, wanting to seek some comfort.

Zhong Yi patted the back of Mrs. Tang's hand reassuringly, looked at the door, thought of what his cousin said on the phone, thoughtfully.

……

【Original World, Villa】

Jing Yichen buried himself in the quilt that still had the scent of his lover, and greedily sniffed the elegant and cold fragrance that had faded to the point where he could hardly smell it.

After thinking about it, he still habitually opened the closet, carefully rummaged through to find a suit of his lover's, spread it flat on the bed, and then lay down on it, imagining how his lover would look wearing it, and squeezed his face tightly. Attached to the cold fabric of the clothes.

It has been 79 days since Tang Jun's inexplicable disappearance, and he has been looking for it for 79 days.

But it was as if Tang Jun had never appeared before. All traces of Tang Jun in this world and even the entire Tang family seemed to have been erased one by one.

He transformed into the president of Huihong Entertainment, possessed everything that belonged to Tang Jun, and became the taciturn and unlovable young master of the Jing family from the entertainment family. Untouchable relatives who come out of nowhere, I will appear on the stage after you sing.

And Tang Jun's existence seems like a dream, only the sweet dream he had, when he opened his eyes, the reality shone into the vulnerable dream, and the dream instantly turned into nothingness.

so cruel.

But he firmly believed that it was not like that. He firmly believed that Tang Jun——his lover had really existed, and something must have happened that he didn't know about.

In just 79 days, he can barely hold on now.

"Tang Jun, where have you been...I can't hold it anymore, what the hell have you...where have you been?"

The man whispering in the darkness choked up softly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and were about to drip onto his clothes, the man hurriedly wiped away his tears, for fear of staining the clothes under him.

The man caressed the spotless black suit, slowly lay beside the suit, and closed his eyes.

"Snapped!"

"!"

Jing Yichen opened his eyes suddenly, covered his face that had been slapped for no reason in shock, and didn't dare to move.

God damn it!

Haunted, haunted! ! ! !

"Papa ah-"

In the darkness, there was a soft and waxy voice of a child, You, with a milky fragrance. He grabbed and held his little paws and waved it vigorously. He crawled over Tang Jun's clothes with a "giggle" smile, and swayed towards the man. Slowly crawled over.

When the soft little paws grabbed the man's nose again, and the little head rubbed it affectionately and was about to bite, the man finally came back to his senses.

Turn on the bedside lamp, and the warm yellow light is reflected on the two people. The man's eyes are red and swollen, and the tears are still wet. No matter how you look at it, it looks weird.

The little baby seemed to be hungry, staring at the man's chest as if he hadn't eaten milk for hundreds of years, his mouth was full, and a few drops fell on the wrinkled black suit underneath him.

"Papa um—"

The little baby crawled forward a few more steps, with most of its body lying on the man's body, grabbing and rubbing silently without any recognition of his life, with a sense of familiarity and intimacy in his movements.

The man frowned, and looked at the little doll by the light.

And then: "!"

This kid looks so much like him!He took it out and said that it was his child, and some people probably believed it.

Jing Yichen slipped his hand through the little guy's armpit, and carried the child into his arms.

The little guy was wobbling restlessly in the man's arms, his little paws were grabbing the pajamas on the man's chest, and he moved impatiently trying to tear off the clothes that were in the way. There was a gurgling sound from his little stomach, obviously hungry up.

Grinning his teeth, Jing Yichen gently tore off the little guy's hand pinching his nipple, sighed helplessly, and carried the child out of bed to find food for the child.

The child seemed to be about five or six months old, and he no longer needed to breastfeed. Thinking that there seemed to be some milk in the refrigerator, Jing Yichen had no choice but to carry the child downstairs, took the milk from the refrigerator with one hand, and took out a Pour the milk into the clean cup and heat it in the microwave.

"Papa--ah!" The little guy probably knew that the man would give it to him again, and happily clapped his hands in Jing Yichen's arms, and with a "giggle" smile, he kissed the man's face, which made the man's face smudged saliva.

Jing Yichen: "..."

Taking advantage of the hot milk, Jing Yichen took a closer look at the little guy's eyebrows and eyes, and finally found some clues: Although the little guy looks very similar to him, but those burning eyes are full of innocent eyes. The smiling peach eyes are indeed a replica of Tang Jun, and the little guy's facial contours seem to be more inclined to Tang Jun's softness rather than his coldness.

Discovering this, although Jing Yichen was puzzled, he was also very happy.

This child appeared on his bed out of thin air, and he was so similar to him and Tang Jun, so it must have something to do with him.

Ever since Tang Jun disappeared from this world out of thin air, even if some ideas seemed too scary to outsiders, he could calmly accept them without changing his expression.

He couldn't help thinking: What if this child is the missing Tang Jun trying to establish a bridge of connection with him?

If so, he and Tang Jun.

- We will meet again.