Net king and colleagues: cool view and full moon

Zhizi turned up the volume of the earphones while pressing the keyboard, and said to the other end of the phone: "The Christmas planning can start, and there will be no extra activities this year. You should pay more attention to it. Make a record of the situation at Christmas, and give feedback to customers during the Spring Festival. You can discuss the specific situation and decide, everyone, work hard, and wait for me to go back at the end of the year.” Last Christmas, her business career was just getting started, and the event needed momentum, but this year She wanted to shed a little light on "sustainable development."

The person over there gave an affirmative answer, so she didn't say any more, and quickly hung up the phone.

Since the start of school again, time seems to have passed quickly. It has been a long time since the Haiyuan Festival, and Renzu was driven back by his cousin who couldn't bear it anymore. Xiangri passed the exam, and the delicious wasabi cake carefully made by Zhizi was enjoyed by Renzu for several times. Second-rate.And her company in Huaxia didn't have any big disturbances, which made her very relieved - at least she didn't need to fly back secretly from time to time to deal with affairs like she did during summer vacation.

Closing the notebook, Zhizi looked at the wall clock on the wall, and suddenly felt lazy, and didn't want to go to practice again today.This has been one of the few times since she started tennis, and she has always trusted her instincts so much that she doesn't hesitate to stay at home.The hands of the clock are about to hit ten, but nothing seems to be happening?

As soon as the textbooks were put away, there was a strange knock on the door outside.It's strange because the voices are different in intensity, more like knocking on the door once and for all, but they don't use all the force.

Zhizi: "???"

She picked up the spoon from the kitchen and looked out through the cat's eyes——

Oh, it's Atobe and Huachi.

Zhizi opened the door and complained, "Really, why didn't you call me? Also, why are you here so late?"

"It's so late... so I can't come to see you?" Atobe stood outside the door, squinting at her, his voice stuttering, "I just... want to see you."

Zhizi was stunned for a full minute before regaining consciousness, because Atobe's eyes were a little blurred and his body smelled of alcohol.This is a rare situation. He has always cherished his image the most, and he will never tolerate facing others with a less than perfect face, and he doesn't drink well, so he has been paying attention to it, no matter what he does, he will never get drunk. outside.And Huachi supported Atobe beside him, looking much more normal, but his expression was very helpless.

When she came back to her senses, she quickly let the two of them in: "Come in quickly. Well, Huadi, thank you for your hard work."

Atobe was dragged in, smiling a little wickedly: "Are you asleep?"

"...obviously not."

"Then why are you still up so late?"

"Well, I would like to ask, how much wine did you drink today?"

Atobe gave her a supercilious look: "Not much, my uncle can drink very well!"

That's over, the sober Atobe will never boast about his most obvious shortcomings.Zhizi drove him to the sofa, and solemnly sympathized with Huadi: "You have worked hard." Too hard!

Huadi sighed, "Atobe's parents have not come back from abroad, so he must come to you."

"I believe he is afraid to go back and face Grandpa Atobe so full of alcohol." Zhizi stuffed the teacup to the two of them, "Drink some water and calm down."

"I'm calm, very calm." Atobe retorted seriously without touching the water.

Huadi: "..."

"So can you tell me what's going on?" Zhizi stared at Huadi with wide eyes.

Huadi thought for a while and said, "Today, there seems to be a project that Atobe took over temporarily. I just found out. It is said that since the dinner was over, he was normal before that. It was after you opened the door that he became so."

Zhizi bumped his head against the spoon: "My fault."

Not long after, Huadi offered to leave, but she didn't ask him to take Atobe away.Now that it's all over, it's okay to take this guy in for one night, and let him treat him to dinner tomorrow.

"Why don't you drink?" Zhizi went to get the water cup that Atobe was holding, "Hey, I didn't let go."

Atobe leaned on the sofa, frowning slightly, a little dissatisfied: "There is only water, no tea, and no sugar."

"Okay, I'll get the honey and give me the cup."

"Do not."

Zhizi blinked: "Put the honey directly and it won't boil, it needs to be stirred."

Atobe shook his head: "Trouble."

"...Then do you drink directly?"

"Don't drink."

"Would you like some tea?"

"Ah."

"Drinking tea after drinking alcohol is not good for your health, so you can't make tea."

"Is that so..."

"Then add some honey?"

"Need not."

"You are not thirsty..."

"No, I'm a little thirsty."

Uh... Is this the case with drunk people?Zhizi realized that he had no such experience in the past—the uncle returned home after socializing, and seemed to wash up and go to bed obediently after being reprimanded by his aunt?

With the nature of Atobu, it may be a dead end, so this solution has no reference value.

After thinking for a while, Zhizi made a decision: "Then I'll add a spoonful of sugar for you. How about it?"

"Okay." Before he finished speaking, Atobe showed her the bottom of the cup.

Well, just now when she was thinking, he finished drinking the water in one go... Zhizi felt that tonight seemed a bit troublesome.

After being defeated briefly, Zhizi suggested: "Go take a bath, I'll put water on you."

Atobe shook his head again: "No."

"...you have to wash! If you wake up tomorrow and think that you didn't wash up tonight, you will go crazy!" That would be even worse.

"...Okay then." Atobu nods aggrievedly.

'Grievance wool ah! Zhizi pinched his face: "Don't turn on the shower, just soak in the bathtub, huh?"

"why!!"

Zhizi's eyes were firm: "Because I don't think it's safe to give you a small bench to sit on. Call me immediately if you need it. If you keep silent inside, I will break in at any time."

Atobe trembled all over, thought about the terrible scene, and nodded quickly.Then he was carried into the bathroom by Zhizi.

"Of course I don't have a change of clothes here. Well, you can make do with a bath towel, this one is new." Zhi Zi opened the door and closed the thing in.

Finally, I can take a breather for a while——Zhizi changed the sheets and quilts as quickly as possible, and then quickly checked the progress: "Jing Wu! Did you die in it?"

"...Will my uncle be so ashamed!" The voice was full of anger, it seemed that his consciousness had awakened a little.

Zhizi was a little relieved, and after a while, he repeated a new round of calling.Finally, amidst her chattering, Atobe came out slowly with a look of lovelessness: "I'm about to be called faint."

"Who kept you in there for so long, hmph. You..." Zhizi was about to say something when he saw that the trace department buried himself in the sofa and closed his eyes.Hey, it seemed that he was sober just now.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You'd better go to bed, I just made my bed." Also, can you stop circling around in the towel? ...I'm very sorry.Even the eldest sister who is already an adult, she has never seen such a battle.

Atobe opened his eyes: "With you?"

"I sleep on the sofa - no objection is allowed, the guest can do as he pleases, and the guest can do as he pleases."

Atobe chuckled: "I'm not a guest—"

Zhizi consciously took a new towel and began to ravage|ravage his hair: "But I am the master, so you have to listen to me. Your hair has grown a lot." The wig was thrown by him just now where is it.

"...Don't mention this!"

"Okay, I didn't say anything. Do you want another glass of water, or do you want milk?" It seems... what is a hangover?

Atobe lazily said: "It's all good."

Zhizi is skeptical.

Under her insistence, Atobe still obediently went to bed first - she always felt that as long as he drove this guy to bed, he would fall asleep spontaneously.But Atobe told her with practical actions that he is still very energetic.

"Zhizi...do you love me?"

"...What do you think!" If it was someone else, it would be impossible to get in even with the smell of alcohol!Well, with her personality, she will never give others the illusion that 'you can come to her after getting drunk'.

Atobe huddled under the quilt and did not move, only showing sleepy eyes: "I don't know, because you are bullying me again!"

Zhizi's heart suddenly softened, and he poked his face: "Why am I willing to bully you? I just want to beat you sometimes... Well, I just thought in my heart and held back many times."

Atobe rolled his eyes, leaned on the pillow and said nothing.As if suddenly lost in thought, he suddenly asked, "Is there anyone you admire?"

Just as Zhizi was about to speak, he thought for a moment, and said, "If it's a celebrity, then Stalin is the first one."

"Stalin... But many people scolded him, and many people didn't like him." Atobe looked at her blankly, "I don't like him. He is not good to the people around him." No matter what time, she knew that he was what to think.

Zhizi smiled slowly: "He took over a country that used wooden plows, but when he left, the country already had atomic | bombs." No matter how much violence and black spots, he can't cover up his transformation of a poor country into The feat of becoming a superpower.No matter how many people throw litter on the grave after his death, many more will dust it off with respect and gratitude.

It's really boring to stick to the means and methods alone.Although what she meant was to affirm that person's wrist.

She knew what Atobe meant, but she just didn't want to follow him.She also knew that she couldn't follow him.

Atobe closed his eyes and said nothing.After a while, he whispered: "As a leader, he didn't do well. As a person in power, he did a good job."

Zhizi held his hand quietly and said nothing.

If you can choose, how to confirm your future style?What would it be like to be a man like Stalin?Or an artist like Churchill, or an evergreen like Roosevelt?She knew Atobe wouldn't, and she also knew the answer he wanted just now.And this cognition made her feel more complicated.

Atobe lowered his head to cover the corner of his upturned mouth.

Zhizi shrugged and put on the bedside lamp: "Do you want a bowl of egg tea? I'll add honey for you."

"Well, yes."

"...Then you have to let go of me first, otherwise how can you make it?"

Atobe nodded, but still held her tightly.

Zhizi hugged him: "I'll be back in 3 minutes, huh? Let's take a look first... Well, this is here for you." She successfully slipped the accounting textbook to Atobe, and let an innocent teenager wander in the corner of knowledge. in the ocean.

Beat the eggs well, pour them into boiling water, add honey... When Zhizi came back with a bowl, what he saw was Atobe studying the textbook seriously.

Sure enough, whenever serious business was put before him, he would study happily.

The dim light enveloped him, looking gentler and more... docile than usual.

Zhizi walked over and put the bowl aside: "Let's dry it for a while before drinking. What are you looking at?"

"Didn't you say it, accounting." Atobe looked up at her with clear eyes.

Zhizi felt very relieved for a moment, but then Atobe asked again: "It was very bright just now, why is it so dark now?"

Alas, it was because the bedside lamp was replaced.He can be sober, or he can be confused again the next second.Perhaps the slower speed of thought than action is a typical symptom of alcohol consumption.

Zhizi confiscated the textbook: "It was my negligence just now, and I asked you to read the textbook by the bedside lamp... You are not allowed to read it. If you read it again, you will be more awake. How can you sleep."

"Well, that makes sense."

"But why did you drink so much wine today? I remember that you have an average capacity for alcohol, and you don't usually drink one after another." What kind of banquet is it supposed to be.

Atobe hugged her and pressed her neck: "Something went wrong with the project, so I have to intervene temporarily and then contact others... I can't bother Grandpa anymore... No, I can drink very well! "

Zhizi patted his head: "I believe this, it must be better than me." The news was almost the same as what she had heard...someone started to make substantive actions, and the Atobe family did not intend to continue to tolerate the existence of weeds.The matter of cleaning up the internal affairs was handed over to the heir, and tonight must be the beginning.

A mess full of internal and external troubles requires a tyrant to stand up with an absolute posture, and when a huge family has an heir who is too young, it also needs this person to show tough skills.

"Of course." Atobe became happy, "My memory is also very good. What is the original document? I just read it."

Zhizi: "..." Embarrassed.

After ten seconds of silence, Zhizi picked up the bowl and said, "Come and drink egg tea. I didn't put sesame oil for you at night." It was so annoying that she couldn't remember it either.

It seems that because of drunkenness, Atobe was easily distracted: "Jiami."

"It has already been added, and it will be too sweet if added."

"Jiami." The voice was not loud, but very stubborn.

Zhizi had no choice but to bring a jar of honey, and pretended to dig a large spoonful into the bowl: "Okay, look, I added so much."

Atobe nodded reluctantly, sniffed, but didn't move.

Zhizi gritted his teeth loudly, he didn't care about drunk people, and fed him with a spoon: "Open your mouth!"

Atobe drank it obediently, not forgetting to complain: "There is too much honey."

"...Let's just make do with it, it's okay to be sweet." It's just you who have too many things to do.

"How can I make do with it. It's sweet—"

Zhizi opened his mouth cooperatively, nodded in satisfaction after taking a sip, and suddenly showed him a cute smile.

Atobe: "..." He was so surprised that he woke up a little bit. Between being cute and frightened, he suddenly choked on his own saliva.

"Okay, go to bed." Zhizi was about to put the bowl back into the sink.

"Actually, for me, the person I admire most is Emperor Yongzheng." Atobe's voice was a little vague.That man single-handedly supported China's last prosperity. It only took 13 years from corruption and emptiness to full treasury.

Zhizi's figure paused: "He is too lonely, you are different from him."

"I know...I love you." Atobe watched her turn and go out in a daze, and murmured.

I love you too.

Zhizi answered him with mouth shapes, but did not turn around.

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