President, he must be me

Insomnia... Insomnia.

Tan Shaochen looked at the closed curtains in a daze, the sky outside did not know when it was bright, and slowly caught up with the small lights in his apartment that were kept on all night, and he realized that it was already bright.

And he stayed up all night.

The man who was about to leave this land and would not come back for a long time ran around in his mind like crazy without stopping.From time to time, the man said some gentle words in his low, very magnetic voice, and from time to time looked at him with some sadness in his deep eyes... One night, Tan Shaochen almost sorted out everything from the first meeting to the present. Reviewed it again.

Going back to the small black room more than ten years ago, the boy himself and the brat himself, talking through the high bars.

How could he forget about Shen Yanwen so completely?

As soon as Ming Ming mentioned it, he still remembered clearly the conversation at that time and the messy appearance of the boy when he was eating.

Ah...the head hurts, the eyes hurt, and the body is so tired.

For young people in their teens and 20s, staying up all night is really nothing; but for Tan Shaochen, who is delicate and frail, it could kill half his life.He looked dazedly at his phone, and it was already the time he usually gets up; he slowly climbed down again with limp hands and feet, dragging his heavy body to the toilet like a snail.

It's all Shen Yanwen's fault, it's all Shen Yanwen's fault... Why did you make that phone call.

He brushed his teeth, thinking irritably.

The owner of the second-hand bookstore is a nice person, even if he asks for a half-day leave, it's not bad.But Tan Shaochen knew that even if he continued to lie on this bed, he could only toss and turn with his eyes closed, and there was a high probability that he would not be able to fall asleep.

When he thought of Shen Yanwen leaving, he couldn't fall asleep.

Only after today is over, and Shen Yanwen completely leaves his world, can he convince himself to stop thinking about those miscellaneous things and live his life well.

He didn't sleep all night, and he couldn't whet his appetite, so he went directly to the second-hand bookstore, opened and cleaned up the store as usual, made himself a cup of coffee, added four spoonfuls of sugar, and sat at the cash register to drink.He was a little dazed, and his mind was spinning extremely slowly; when he realized it, he was staring at the flowers on the long cabinet in a daze.

It was the glass bottle with the bouquet of roses, probably because he dug it out and put flowers in it, and the boss was also interested. Now there are a few wintersweets in it, and the plum fragrance is very pleasant.His gaze moved to the side again, just right there was a quartz clock, and the second hand was spinning softly.

It's already 08:30.

He vaguely remembered that the plane departed at ten o'clock.

Shen Yanwen should have arrived at the airport by now.

The time that followed became extremely difficult.Tan Shaochen would check the time almost every half minute, and after finishing it, he forced himself not to think about it, and lowered his head to look at the novel he hadn't finished reading; but the printed lines were somehow distorted and obscure, and he couldn't understand it no matter how hard he read it. .So he got bored reading, then looked up at the quartz clock again.

Tan Shaochen is like a clockwork robot, stringing together these actions and repeating them over and over again.

It's nine o'clock.

——If you take a taxi to the airport now, you can arrive at [-]:[-]; maybe you can still catch the [-]:[-] plane.

—but what does it have to do with him...it has nothing to do with him.

Not long after, the boss dressed as a polar bear walked into the store, rubbed his hands and said good morning to him, then frowned and asked, "Why didn't you turn on the heat, Xiao Tan, it's such a cold day..."

"Eh? Ah...ah." Tan Shaochen stood up in a daze, "I'll drive right away."

The boss waved his hand at him: "It's okay, I'll drive it....Don't save me the battery, you wear so little and are skinny, you will suffer when you catch a cold..."

Cold?

It was only then that Tan Shaochen realized that his hands were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

——Too tired, too tired to like Shen Yanwen.

The young man sat back again, flipping through the book and pretending that he was no different from usual.The boss also habitually turned on the TV and sat aside to watch the morning news.The broadcast sound filled the second-hand bookstore, softening the atmosphere a lot; Tan Shaochen was tense, rubbing his left hand and right hand repeatedly, trying to relieve his anxiety, but with little effect.

-

If at the beginning, he had been smarter, more afraid of death, and not fell in love with Shen Yanwen, then there would have been no heart-piercing later, no despair and sorrow.

If he had thought of it long ago and told Shen Yanwen that the child in the darkness was him; maybe Shen Yanwen would have deceived him more perfectly so that he would not be aware of it.

If you want to lie, you should lie thoroughly, if you want to lie, then don't let him find out for the rest of your life.

After all, Shen Yanwen is wrong, Shen Yanwen has a problem, Shen Yanwen is a scum, a shameless person.

But liking is liking, an addiction that cannot be quit.

Tan Shaochen is not the only one in the world, knowing that the other party is such a person, knowing that he has been deceived so much, but he can't help but like him, right?

-

Da da da……

Time passed by in his chaotic thoughts, and the sound of the second hand was like the sound of Shen Yanwen's footsteps walking away.Tan Shaochen slowly soured his nose and wet his eye sockets. After getting anxious, he suddenly started to complain.

Complain that Shen Yanwen clearly said that he must do it, but let him not leave with him.

He knows he is unreasonable, but isn't feeling unreasonable?

"...Yo, it's already 09:30." The boss suddenly sighed, directly interrupting Tan Shaochen's thoughts, "I said this morning that I will have a new book, but I haven't had time to make room..."

Tan Shaochen raised his head suddenly and looked at the time on the quartz clock. 09:30 means that even if he has wings now, he may not arrive at the airport before the plane takes off.

It also means that he and Shen Yanwen will really not see each other again for a long, long time.

The young man stood up stiffly, pushing the chair legs to make a sharp and unpleasant sound on the ground; the boss turned to look at him in surprise, and asked quickly, "What's wrong, Xiao Tan?"

"Ah, I..." Tan Shaochen said in a panic, "Isn't it to vacate space? I'm going to the warehouse to vacate now."

"Okay, just make two shelves out."

He nodded, and quickly walked into the warehouse full of ink smell.It would be great to have something to do at this time, Tan Shaochen lowered his head, walked to the two bookshelves in the corner, and began to move them down one by one without saying a word, stuffing them into the empty spaces on other shelves.He sat mechanically, forcing himself not to think about Shen Yanwen, not to think about anything related.

But his clever little head didn't cooperate at all today, he was thinking all over the place without talking, and he still clung to Shen Yanwen.

No, no, don't think about it, everyone is dead... No, everyone is gone, wouldn't it be nice to live their own lives in the future?

While persuading himself, Tan Shaochen stood on tiptoe to get the book on the top shelf.He is not short in stature, but the bookshelves in the warehouse are made very high in order to maximize the use of space; Tan Shaochen tried his best to move out a stack of thirty or forty books, and was about to hold them in front of his chest.

The side effects of a night without rest set in.

Seeing that all the books were about to be taken out, the young man's right arm suddenly lost strength, and the entire stack of books swayed suddenly, without giving him a chance to save them, they fell towards him like an avalanche.

"Boom-"

In desperation, Tan Shaochen could no longer take care of the book, so he could only subconsciously cover his face with his hands.

But he was still slow to react, a paperback book hit his cheekbone heavily, and the brand new pages were like sharp knives, cutting a thin gash in his face.

"What's wrong, Xiao Tan! This..." The boss heard the movement and hurried in to check, "Where is the injury?"

Tan Shaochen was smashed to pieces, wiped his face with the back of his hand, but it touched a little wet: "...No, it's okay..."

The boss helped him up: "Don't look at it as a book, it's heavy if you drop it... His face is scratched, so hurry up and deal with it."

"I'll pack the books first..."

"I'll clean it up later."

He had no choice but to obediently follow the boss out and sit next to the small TV; the boss bent down and took out the medicine box from the bottom cabinet, soaked a cotton ball with alcohol, and disinfected it for him: "Did you not have a good rest last night? Otherwise, you can go back and rest later, it's okay..."

"...just didn't sleep well." Tan Shaochen said tactfully.

"I think it's the same, his eyes are black." The boss said while applying medicine for him, "I heard Xiaoqing said that you want to study, and you are short of money."

"……Um."

"Uncle, I also sponsored a few students," the boss said, "no matter what reason you didn't continue to study before, now...you can go if you want, and I will help you continue to study; people still need to study more to understand Only by being sensible can one be a good person.”

This sentence was said lightly, just like the usual chatter, without too much emotion mixed in.

But Tan Shaochen suddenly felt as if he had been hit, his nose started to sore again, and tears poured out.

——If only he were the boss's son, he would be a thousand times better than his rich and powerful Tan family.

——Damn it, why is it Tan Shaochen? It sounds like he is the young master of a rich family, but in fact he has no relatives and no reason.

——And that other party is also going to a far away place.

"But I don't care about living expenses. Adults have to support themselves."

"...You are so kind," Tan Shaochen said, "How dare I accept..."

"What's the matter, if you can't, you can write an IOU and pay it back to uncle slowly," the boss said with a smile, "although uncle's shop doesn't make much money, but when he was young, he worked hard and saved a lot of money. Xiaoqing does the dowry. But I think Xiaoqing looks like that, I'm afraid it's too early to get married; it doesn't matter, if she doesn't get married, she can stay with me all the time, that's fine."

The boss put a Band-Aid on him, said "Okay", then turned around and went to the warehouse by himself.

Tan Shaochen was grateful and envied that Shu Qing had such a good relative, so he stood there in a daze for a long time.

The small TV next to it was broadcasting the morning news, the time was just right, it was past the time for Shen Yanwen's plane to take off.Everything was a foregone conclusion, and Tan Shaochen didn't need to hesitate anymore.

"Interlude an urgent news. The international flight MDHC666, which was originally scheduled to take off at [-]:[-] this morning, crashed in our country's airspace and is currently undergoing emergency rescue..."

--what?

Tan Shaochen turned his head hesitantly, and saw the video captured by someone on the screen, the out-of-control plane high in the sky, and the thick smoke left in the sky.