Number one, I'm divorced?

Sometimes I always wonder on weekends, is it somewhere that the people I want to meet will always meet, and what should happen will still happen.

Just like some things, even if someone has ulterior motives and makes troubles out of it, the predestined things will always be staged according to the original script, we just need to wait for the arrangement of fate.

After coming to Jane's house on the weekend, I was shocked by the unconventional things here.

At least, in his 20 years in the world, he has not seen it.It turns out that the world of the rich is really different from theirs.

The main building of Jian's house is fully intelligent and modern, and a group of young people have gathered in it, all of them well-dressed and well-spoken, discussing the latest technology, and even the tea is delivered by robots.

Weekend is a bit uncomfortable for this kind of occasion. He doesn't have the curiosity that ordinary young people have, and it's not that he is not good at the outfit. He wears Su Ye's custom-made clothes for him. He doesn't know what brand it is. Sewn on the inside of the garment.

He doesn't care, he just needs to dress comfortably.

After seeing the oolong incident in the company that day, Su Ye came back to him the next day. The two of them, one didn't ask, the other didn't talk about it, it seemed that they forgot about it in a tacit agreement.

It's just that since that day, Su Ye has treated him surprisingly well. He has everything that can be imagined in love. It can be said that as long as you watch something for more than three seconds on the weekend, it will appear at his house the next day.

He didn't like wearing shoes or socks, so Su Ye ordered a carpet from Europe and laid it on the floor.

I can't see the good or bad on the weekend, I just feel that it is soft and solid to step on. If I can feel the feeling of stepping on the clouds, I am afraid it will be this feeling.

I know on the weekend that it is an illusion from the heart.

Although being pampered as a man made him feel embarrassed, he also reconciled with himself.

Feelings are something that I can't explain clearly. When you are in love, you can't wait to give everything you have to the other party.

Also since then, the weekend office has moved to my home, and I spend 3 hours a day writing the analysis of each product and handing it over to Fatty's assistant.

This once made the weekend wonder whether anyone would read the things he wrote, and where is his value?

Fortunately, Fatty Assistant will occasionally post a product endorsement made with the analysis of the weekend, which also makes the weekend a sigh of relief.It seems that my intellectual output is still valuable.

"Ding dong."

On the weekend, I turned on my phone and received a message.

"Today is Jian Yan's birthday. His brother gave him a birthday party. I know you went. I asked my assistant to prepare two gifts. You will wait for him at the gate in 10 minutes. I haven't seen you for a week. I miss you so much." Hugging you hard, this damn concise, can't tell the day. See if I don't take care of him. "

The smile on the corner of Zhou Zhou's mouth, anyone can see that he is deeply in love, and his gestures are full of flair.

Well, for being so good, do you want to give me a reward?Thinking in my heart on the weekend, the tenderness in my eyes is fully revealed.

It turns out that today is Jian Yan's birthday party, at the end of September, Libra?

On weekends, he got out through the small gate in the back garden of Jane's house. The gate really didn't want to join in the fun.

When he saw the fat assistant, he was running towards him panting.

"Xiao Zhou, I can't attend the birthday party today, the old man is in the hospital! The boss hasn't come back yet, you go with me first!"

My heart skipped a beat on the weekend, this Mr. Su, he just came out not long ago, why did he go in again?

Originally, this matter didn't seem to have much to do with him, but since the relationship between him and Su Ye was not there, it really wouldn't make sense if he didn't go here.

"What about Su Ye, does he know?"

The fat assistant dragged the weekend to the car.

"The boss can't get through on his cell phone. He probably just got on the plane. Oh, don't talk about it. Let's go first and talk about it in the hospital."

The anxious look on the fat assistant's face was beyond words, but his eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something.

At this moment, the weekend can't control so much.After getting into the car, he sent a message to Jian Yan.

The two left in a hurry on the weekend, just as this scene fell into the eyes of Qin Yun who had just got off the car.

He stared at the direction where the weekend left and became thoughtful, a little worried, he got into the car again, and let the driver chase after him.

He thought a lot during the weekend. He and Mr. Su had a double bond. When they met for the first time, the old man was very kind to him.It doesn't matter what his identity is at this time, just because this can't make Su Ye worry, he has to go too.

He had seen Su Ye appear in front of him with red eyes because of the old man's illness, and he had seen the old man's status in Su Ye's heart. He didn't want to see his disappointed face again.

The fat assistant dragged the weekend straight to the operating room, and was dragged into the isolation room next to it by a nurse as soon as he arrived at the door.

"Is this the patient's family?"

The fat assistant nodded desperately on the weekend.

"Test the blood first! Hold on, it will be fine soon."

The female nurse pricked Weekend's fingertips with the blood test needles, took the blood, and ran into the next room.

On weekends, he pressed the sterilized cotton ball on his fingertips, the pain made his sanity come online, and he looked up at the fat assistant's eyes.

"Patient's family? Assistant Zhu, tell me, where did my family come from? Who asked you to bring me here? Is this another play that I'm going to sing?"

Although the voice of Zhou Zhou's questioning was very soft, there was a chill in the tips of his hair.

Relatives are his bottom line, touching them is death!

The fat assistant had never seen such a weekend, and his body trembled for a while, his eyes kept looking up and to the right.

He was ready to lie.

Weekend stood up, leaned forward, and looked at the fat assistant in an oppressive position.

"Constructing a reasonable reason? Or preparing to pick yourself out?"

When the fat assistant said this on the weekend, it was as if someone had seen his intentions. His trembling lips were tightly shut.

Weekend sneered, "I'm afraid Su Ye doesn't know about this. The reason why you can stay by his side for so many years is nothing more than "loyalty". However, your performance today must make people think carefully." , I don’t dare to take it too seriously. I think you know better than anyone else what position I am in his heart. But today you tricked me into coming here by taking advantage of Mr. Su’s illness. What do you think Su Ye would think? Can I stay with him any longer?"

It's not good to bully others, but when it's critical, you still have to use extreme means.

The fat assistant took a step back, resting his head, kneading his hands, suddenly he raised his head and opened his mouth, "I..."

"That's right. How can the person my grandson likes be weak? Assistant Zhu, you go down first. I will explain this to Ye'er myself."

When the fat assistant heard the old man's words, his tense body let go. He was not afraid of Su Ye's blame, but he was afraid that he would never gain his trust again.

Seeing Mr. Su walking with the driver's support, Weekend had a look of astonishment.

"Old Su, you?"

Grandpa Su patted Zhou weekend's shoulder, "I'm sorry, son. I should have told you about this earlier. I didn't expect that such a situation would allow you to see your grandfather."

grandfather?Doubts burst in my heart on the weekend, Wei Wei panicked.

"Old Su, you mean my grandpa, how is that possible? My dad doesn't even know who my grandpa is. Elder Su, this is no joke, how could this happen! I..."

Some incoherent up the weekend.

"Good boy, don't be nervous, you are fine, your grandpa is inside, you will know later."

Old man Su held Zhou weekend's hand and comforted him kindly, but his trembling hand revealed his emotions.The phrase "Don't be nervous" is more like saying to yourself.

Turning his head to the driver again, he said impatiently: "Xiao Wang, you urged the experiment, does their hospital still want to sponsor this year!"

As soon as Xiao Wang took two steps, the female nurse rushed in with the test sheets.

"Great, it's Rh-negative blood, it's all in line, the patient's family members, sign. Enter the operating room!"

Old Man Su held Zhou Zhou's arm firmly, and said eagerly: "My good boy, save your grandfather first, and talk about the rest later."

"Who is he!"

My heart tightened on the weekend, and I said firmly.

Uncle Wang saw the silence on the weekend, and saw the old man trembling with anxiety.

"You child, what's the matter, you haven't seen the old man in his 70s, are you in a hurry? We, the head of the Su family, talk to you like this, and you still take Joe? If it weren't for you..."

"Shut up! Xiao Wang!"

Mr. Su straightened his waist, stared at him, and the man over forty instantly bent down and stopped talking.

"Xiao Zhou, as long as you wake him up, I will agree to any conditions you ask in the future. I blame me for this, and I should have said it earlier. I can't accept such a thing for a while, so just treat it like I'm begging you Yes, you and him are both rare blood types, save people first, save people!"

Looking at Mr. Su on the weekend, he hunched his back and said, his words were all euphemisms, but there was no compromise in his tone.

Weekend believed that if it wasn't for his special status, he might be the one bending over at this time.

After all, under this prestige, it's really not a taste.

"Okay, I'll save people. It's not certain whether it's my relatives who can be saved."

Weekend naturally knew that he had panda blood, and this panda blood was one in a million.So from childhood to adulthood, his parents protected him very well, for fear that he would get hurt a little.

Grandpa?Who will it be?Although he already had some guesses in his heart, he didn't dare to ask or think about such things.

On the weekend, I followed the nurse lady, signed the signature, was stuffed with a ball in my hand, and lay on the bed, feeling tingling and cold in my arm.

Watching the warm blood flow into the tube, that huge machine, like a vampire.

On the other side of the curtain, it was surprisingly quiet, the sound of the ventilator, the sound of human breathing, and the sound of surgical equipment rubbing against each other.

"Blood."

"Hemostatic forceps."

"Prepare to open the chest."

……

On the weekend, it seemed that I even heard the sound of knives cutting flesh.

If one day, I lay on it, what would it feel like, to be accompanied by death?

In a trance, I saw many white shadows on the weekend, passing through the bed and the wall. Nothing at this time can stop them.Is this where their souls belong?

grandfather?grandfather!This strange name.

When everyone who was waiting for him had left, he appeared.And how should I, a grandson who is only related by blood, play this role well?

Learn from the painful and tearful recognition on TV?To be honest, he was afraid that he would not be able to do it, but he still felt that it was hatred, anger, and worthlessness!I'm not reconciled...

That kind of hatred that is worthless for grandma and father!

But can he hate it?

As for the intriguing eagerness to go to the old man, can he think about these?

Looking at the ceiling on the weekend, he felt dizzy from blood loss. He endured the nausea and dizziness. Stars and stars were in front of his eyes. The nurse shook his body gently.

Suddenly feel very tired, maybe sleep will be fine.