you are my tomorrow

Comet first went to a bar in the city, walked into the box that had been reserved there all along, and ordered a bloody mary and French fries. He, Zhongyi, and Han Qing had booked here before when they were on missions. When there is an emergency that requires other people's support, they will send emails to others and tell them to meet at the old place. This time, although there is no emergency, this should be the last time the three of them got together before this mission.

When Comet had drunk half of his wine, Zhongyi and Han Qing walked in and closed the door.

"Did you order something to drink?" Comet asked casually as the two sat down opposite him.

"Well, I ordered it when I came in. You haven't eaten yet, right? If you haven't eaten, drink first." Han Qing sat comfortably in the sofa chair, and there was only a glass of wine and a small basket of French fries left on the table.

"It's okay." Comet waved his hand indifferently, and then took another French fries.

"How is it? Are you still used to that house?" Zhongyi asked curiously, he had never rented a house by himself before.

"Well, my house is not open to the public, and the neighborhood is quite quiet, but I was complained twice by neighbors when I was playing the piano." Comet smiled embarrassedly.

"How was the interview today?" Han Qing asked about the business, but Comet looked at ease.

"I thought my playing was so-so, but those rookies who went to the interview are really... oh..." Comet shook his head helplessly, "I will go to the band to sign the contract the day after tomorrow, and then I will start to perform tasks, wait I bought a new number and will let you know, you all stay safe."

"You are more, Zhao Rong is really not an ordinary person, you have to be more careful." Although Comet is doing things, Han Qing is relieved, but he still looks at Comet with a little worry, the bump on his shoulder is not long.

"I just came back, and my hand is not fully healed yet. I guess Uncle Song won't let me go out for a while. If you need support, you can tell me at any time." Zhongyi also put away his playful smile and looked at Comet sincerely.

"Of course I can't run away from you." Comet smiled as a matter of course.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and the waiter brought in a bottle of brandy and pizza that he had ordered. After the waiter left, Zhongyi raised his glass first, "I wish Brother Huixing to complete the task as soon as possible, and come back to me." His words were met with disappointment. Seeing the eyes of Han Qing and Comet, the two clinked their glasses and drank it down, ignoring Zhongyi, "Hey, come back to 'us'." Zhongyi poured wine for the two of them again with a smile, and the three of them together again Raise your glass, orange lights glisten through the amber wine.

The next afternoon, Comet went to the orchestra to sign a contract. Although it was a contract with the orchestra, the contract also stated that it would only cooperate with Zhao Rongzhen’s schedule. Zhao Rongzhen can come when the orchestra has rehearsals, and the orchestra does not need to participate in other rehearsals. , to put it bluntly, the real boss of Comet is only Zhao Rongzhen.

Watching Comet sign the contract, Zhao Rongzhen stretched out his right hand with a smile, "I wish us a happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" Comet looked at that hand and hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his slightly cool right hand, and held that warm right hand. It was also at that moment that Zhao Rongzhen felt that Comet's palm didn't look like he was playing the piano. His hands are so smooth, but a bit rough, when Comet was about to pull himself out, Zhao Rongzhen paused for a moment before letting go.

Comet felt a little embarrassed, he really didn't like to have too much physical contact with strangers, although it was just an ordinary handshake.

Because there is still a month left before leaving school, Comet reports to the orchestra every day, because it is almost the end of the year, and the orchestra is preparing for various performances at the end of the year and the beginning of next year. Zhao Rongzhen just joined the orchestra this year, and the orchestra has also discussed with Zhao Rongzhen Yes, let him participate in several important performances, and the people watching the performances are various high-ranking officials of the country, so it is necessary for Zhao Rongzhen to come to the orchestra every day to participate in various rehearsals, and Comet will naturally come. When others rehearse, the two of them will sit together Watching from the audience, when Zhao Rongzhen is rehearsing, Comet will sometimes sit beside him and help him turn over the music score. When the score is not needed, Comet will sit in the audience and watch the rehearsal on the stage.

After watching Zhao Rongzhen's rehearsal for a few days, Comet finally saw Zhao Rongzhen's skill on the spot. Even if it was a piano concerto, his piano sound would penetrate the sound of many instruments and reach the audience's ears. Comet also began to slowly turn around. Knowing that Zhao Rong is really the impression of the prince of the underworld.

Identity is just a matter of identity, and everyone is equal in front of the things they love.

This is the truth that Comet and Zhao Rongzhen both realized later.

But what makes Huixing wonder is that Zhao Rongzhen is in the orchestra every day and only goes back at night. People always have to rest. Where does he get the time to manage the lion hall, especially in Europe and the United States?Huixing felt that it was necessary to find out what Zhao Rongzhen was doing in his spare time besides being in the band.

"By the way, our school sent you an invitation letter recently, wanting you to be a guest lecturer for graduate students, do you want to go?" One month later, two days before the start of school, two people had dinner in the orchestra's cafeteria Comet remembered that two days ago he helped Zhao Rongzhen receive a courier from the domestic music academy. After asking Zhao Rongzhen who was rehearsing, he opened the envelope and saw that it was an invitation letter from the school. Because he was busy all the time, Comet forgot to follow Zhao Rongzhen said, after taking a sip of the soup, Comet took the envelope out of his schoolbag and handed it to Zhao Rongzhen, Zhao Rongzhen opened it and glanced at it hastily, then casually put it aside.

"What do you think? School starts tomorrow. If you were in school, you would also be my assistant. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?" Zhao Rongzhen continued to eat with something stuffed in his mouth, but Comet Hearing it very clearly, he was a little surprised that Zhao Rongzhen was thinking of him, so he paused.

"...No, as long as the students don't send you some 'special requests' through me, I don't want to mix work and study." If the students know that Zhao Rongzhen will return to school as a lecturer, Comet will still be his assistant, Maybe he would like to pass some small notes to Zhao Rongzhen through Comet, wanting Zhao Rongzhen to do some special guidance or something, it is Zhao Rongzhen's business whether to guide or not, but Comet is afraid of trouble.

"I think so too. I will make the request in advance."

"Then you agreed?"

"kindness."

"Well, I just want to register at the school tomorrow. I will help you draft a reply in a while. If you can, please sign it. I will meet with the tutor at the school tomorrow and send your reply to the school by the way."

"it is good."

Although it was only a short month, the two of them still established some tacit understanding. Some things don't need to be discussed much, and Zhao Rongzhen doesn't need to say too much. Comet naturally knows how to say and how to do it.

From the perspective of assistant work, Comet is an extremely qualified person.

Sometimes, Zhao Rongzhen even thought that it would be great if he was just a simple musician and Comet was just a graduate student majoring in piano.

The next morning, Comet did not go directly to the orchestra, but went to the school with a reply signed by Zhao Rongzhen. After walking around and completing the registration, he went back to the teaching office and found the director of the teaching office who had just issued him a student ID card. .

"Is there anything else?" The director was a little surprised to see Comet came back. "

"It's like this. I'm Zhao Rongzhen's assistant. Yesterday he received an invitation letter from our school to invite him to be a guest lecturer. After thinking about it, he decided to come over. This is his reply." Comet handed over the envelope that was already in his hand. , the director took it and opened it to have a look, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and put the reply on the table, he looked up at Comet happily again.

"Are you the comet who made Zhao Rongzhen stand up and applaud you because of the song "Moonlight Sonata"?" The director saw the name on Comet's student card just now, but didn't dare to recognize it, because he thought that someone with the same name might also be , This time Comet came back to "self-declared his family", which surprised the director, and he was also very pleasantly surprised. He did not expect that Comet, which has been spread in the music schools of various universities, would actually study as a graduate student in his own school.

Comet smiled embarrassingly, "Ah...it's me, I came here to ask if you have a scheduled class for him? If so, I want to take it back and see what he was in the orchestra with. Is there any work conflict, if so, I will readjust and get back to you later, okay?" Comet didn't want to draw the director's attention to himself, so he brought the topic to Zhao Rongzhen.

"Oh, yes, wait a minute." The director flipped through a pile of materials beside him, and then took out a piece of paper, on which Wen Zhao Rongzhen's class schedule for this semester was arranged. Comet probably looked at it.

"Three classes a week, each class lasts 90 minutes. That's the schedule for this semester, right?" Comet confirmed with the director again, and the director nodded, "Well, okay, how about this? Let me confirm the class schedule with you, because Zhao Rongzhen's schedule is also arranged every month, and his schedule for next month has already been arranged, because he has already started to have some performances, and most of the tickets for the performances have been sold out. Therefore, the activities of the performance cannot be changed. I will go back and have a look. If there is any conflict with the curriculum, I can only ask the school to accommodate it first. I will trouble you to tell the students when the time comes, and I will make it next month. Try to stagger his schedule with school classes, thank you in advance."

"Well, it doesn't matter. You can accommodate him first. He is really lucky to have an assistant like you with good courses and strong working ability. If you work by his side, learn more from him, and don't waste resources."

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Comet said his goodbyes first, and the director sent him to the door of the office.

It was almost noon after coming out of the school. Comet called Zhao Rongzhen while walking to the bus stop of the orchestra. The phone rang and no one answered it. Comet hung up and redialed again. This time it also rang several times Only then did Zhao Rongzhen answer the phone, his voice was lifeless, as if there was the sound of the quilt rubbing against each other.

"Aren't you in the band?"

"No... I played games too late last night, so I didn't go today." Zhao Rongzhen was still lying on the bed, his arms exposed outside the quilt were a little cold, so he retracted the warm quilt, and changed his posture again, Comet seemed a little discouraged He sighed, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's really good to be the boss. When others are running around with him, he is still sleeping with his head covered."

Zhao Rongzhen couldn't help laughing when he heard Comet's voice of resentment. He was actually on the phone with Zhang Wei last night, because Uncle Song started to tamper with the European and American markets recently. Sometimes, his goal was still Lion Hall in Europe and America. Several main lines, Zhang Wei felt that he had to balance his studies and Lion Hall’s arms business in Europe and the United States a bit too much. He needed Zhao Rongzhen, the backbone, to come out. After this month’s contact with Comet, Zhao Rongzhen also felt that it was time to attack At that time, there was no movement on Comet's side. Zhao Rongzhen felt that Uncle Song's people were like this. Although he didn't know what Comet had planned, Zhao Rongzhen felt that it would be better to act first.

So Zhao Rongzhen decided that he could do half of Zhang Wei's work by himself, and Zhang Wei could also concentrate on his studies, so that he could graduate early and come back to help him.

"Have you finished your school work? Do you have anything else to do in the afternoon?" Comet's phone call also made Zhao Rongzhen's drowsiness run away, and he sat up.

"I've already taken your class schedule from the director of the Academic Affairs Office, and I have to arrange your next month's activities and class schedule in the afternoon, so there's nothing else to do."

"So at noon, does my boss have the 'honor' to invite people who are running around for me to have a meal?"

Zhao Rongzhen's voice sounded like he was laughing, and he seemed to be in a good mood. It seemed that this lazy sleep was not in vain.

"It's almost 12 o'clock now, I hope I can sit down in the canteen of the orchestra before 1 o'clock in the afternoon, with steaming meals in front of me." Walking to the station, Comet waited for the car to go to the orchestra.

"You know that Italian restaurant next to the orchestra? The owner is Italian and the pasta is very authentic. Do you want to have ordinary canteen food in front of you, or pasta and tuna salad?"

"In order to match your sincerity, then I will reluctantly choose the latter."

"Okay then, Mr. Comet, let's meet at the Italian restaurant at 1 o'clock."

After closing the line, Comet looked at the phone and smiled, then put the phone back in his pocket.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Rongzhen appeared in the Italian restaurant on time. He seemed to be very familiar with the boss. The lunch time was almost over, and the boss came out to chat with Zhao Rongzhen in a good mood. However, it was the first time he saw Comet. Zhao Rongzhen gave him a message in Italian. Comet was introduced as his assistant. He had learned some Italian when he was in Germany, and there was no problem with general conversation, but Comet knew nothing about Italian.

The boss glanced at Comet with a smile, then turned to Zhao Rongzhen and said, "She is really a beauty." Zhao Rongzhen had an unbearable expression on his face, he knew that the boss was a comrade for many years.

"Don't think about him, he is 'my man'." Zhao Rongzhen said half-jokingly.

"'Your people'? Maybe that's the case. Today, the gentleman's order will be waived, but yours will be as usual." The boss blinked at Comet. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, the boss's wink But it made Comet feel uncomfortable.

"It's my treat anyway."

"It's inevitable if you invite guests."

"Hey, isn't it? You said you would give him a free ticket a minute ago..." Zhao Rongzhen pulled the boss who was about to leave in "disbelief".

"Not what? Of course it is." After finishing speaking, he shook off Zhao Rongzhen and left, and the waiter just happened to bring the food they ordered.

The waiter left after setting the plate, "What did you say?" Comet asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just some unimportant words." Zhao Rongzhen smiled, "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

"Oh." Comet lowered his head a little bit disappointed, picked up the knife and fork and ate with Zhao Rongzhen.

After a full meal, the boss gave Zhao Rongzhen a full discount, but the condition was that Zhao Rongzhen often brought his assistant here to eat. Although there is no guarantee that the full bill will be free every time, there is definitely a discount, but Zhao Rongzhen can only be speechless.

"Aren't you going to the orchestra this afternoon? There's a rehearsal at 3 o'clock." The two went back to the entrance of the orchestra together, but Zhao Rongzhen opened the car door, as if he didn't intend to go to the orchestra. Comet was lying in the car window before he drove. Ask Zhao Rongzhen.

"Please tell the head of the group for me, I can't go today, there is something at home, I have to go back."

"What about tomorrow? Will you come?"

"Tomorrow...I will try my best."

"What about your schedule? Do you want to take a look? I start school the day after tomorrow, and I shouldn't be able to come to the orchestra tomorrow. I want to buy books. I may not be able to come next week, or I will send you an email. If not , you mark the place to be modified in blue, and I will modify it for you..."

"Well, you can send the scheduled schedule to my house at night, it will be faster."

"To your house? The address..."

"I'll send you the address on my phone in a while. I'll be home at about 8pm. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, just pay me overtime." Comet joked, but Zhao Rongzhen nodded happily.

"See you tonight."

Comet raised his body, watched Zhao Rongzhen's car slowly driving away from him, with a secretive smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Rongzhen drove slowly towards the old house on the outskirts of the city. In fact, Comet's method is not impossible, but he thought that if he was going to start first, he would have to pay something. Perhaps, letting Comet know where he lived would be a way for him to slowly reveal The opportunity of the horse's feet, so Zhao Rongzhen thought of this idea immediately, and the moment he stepped on the accelerator, a smile like a comet appeared on the corner of his mouth...

In the afternoon, Comet finished his new schedule and went home early. He wanted to get something to eat, but when he opened the refrigerator, there was only a little kimchi made by Miho, two bottles of red wine, a few bottles of beer, two eggs, whatever All gone, he thought for a while, it seemed that he hadn't gone shopping for a week, Comet's breakfast and lunch were settled in the canteen of the orchestra, and dinner was basically settled outside, and there was basically nothing to be found in the refrigerator.Comet opened the wall cabinet in the kitchen again, there were two bags of instant noodles in it, and there was no other food, so Comet had to take down one bag and put the remaining two in one instant noodle. The last bowl looked good. The ramen noodles are ready, and this is the best food made by Comet.

After bringing the ramen to the restaurant and sitting down, Comet remembered that he also ate noodles at noon today, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, but the salad there made him feel a little sick to his stomach.

While eating, I was thinking about the topics that I might talk about at night, so I basically ate the noodles without chewing much, and the feeling of discomfort just became more obvious after eating. This is why I didn’t eat on time when I was performing tasks before. Or eating too fast, and the root cause of stomach problems caused by mental stress. When I was in the big house, and Miho was watching, Comet was afraid that she would read, so I paid attention to the speed of my eating, but when I went outside, The vigilance of the comet to the people and things to be in contact has increased to a certain extent, while the "vigilance" in terms of eating has almost dropped to 0.

Touching the stomach that was about to start to hurt, Comet took out two stomach medicines and took them, at least to get through tonight.

Zhao Rongzhen did go home, and after he told Zhao Qian about officially starting to take over the business after returning home, Zhao Qian finally showed a gratified smile on his face, and he wanted to give Zhao Rongzhen two drinks at dinner, but Zhao Rongzhen refused, saying You have to drive back at night and you can't drink alcohol.

"Drink some wine at night and don't go back."

"I have to go back today. In the evening, I asked my assistant to come home to talk about work. He will start school the day after tomorrow, so he won't go to the orchestra tomorrow."

"Assistant? Is it a new recruit? Is the person reliable? Do you want to check the details for you?" Zhao Qian didn't insist on seeing Zhao Rongzhen's expression that he must go back.

"No, I've asked Zhang Wei to check it, and he's a student of the Conservatory of Music." Zhao Rongzhen didn't tell Comet's true identity. If he did, Zhao Qian would definitely kill Comet first, so it would be difficult for him to find Uncle Song. up.

"By the way, when will Zhang Wei come back?" Zhao Qian, who has watched Zhang Wei grow up, likes this always-obedient child very much, and he has been thinking about it for a long time.

"He has less than half a year of class, and he should be back soon."

Seeing that it was almost time, not long after dinner, Zhao Rongzhen left the house. On the way home, he thought about how the two of them looked like at his house, and how to deal with it.

The real contest is about to begin.

When the appointed time came, Comet walked downstairs to Zhao Rongzhen's house, which was only one street away, and called him first. He said he would be there soon, and asked himself to wait downstairs, then closed the line, and Comet stamped on the spot. He stomped his feet, the weather in November turned a little cold at night, and after a while, thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, because the stomach pain that he hadn’t had for a long time hit him, he couldn’t stand anymore, and the comet covered him He squatted down slowly with his stomach in his stomach, and this scene happened to be seen by Zhao Rongzhen who had just arrived. He didn't know what happened, so he flashed the headlights in front of Comet. Passing the dazzling light, his body fell backward disobediently, his stomach seemed to be pulled out of his body by force, and dragged back and forth. It seemed that within a few seconds, Zhao Rongzhen's voice sounded beside his ear, and he also used one hand to Put your head up, "what's wrong with you?"

"pain……"

"Where does it hurt?" Zhao Rongzhen looked at Comet's brows tightly knit because of the pain, and kept covering his stomach with his hand, "Let's go to the hospital." As he said, Zhao Rongzhen put Comet's left hand on his neck, and his right hand He hugged his waist, put his left hand under Comet's knees, and hugged Comet up as soon as he exerted his strength.

Feeling being carried into the car, Comet grabbed Zhao Rongzhen who was about to drive, "I'm not going to the hospital... I've got a problem..." At this moment, my stomach was overwhelmed, Comet quickly turned away, opened the car door, and took the evening meal Thing was spat out with almost nothing left.

Feeling that Comet had almost vomited, Zhao Rongzhen brought Comet back and wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Do you really not need to go to the hospital? What should I do if it is severe?" Seeing that Comet was still in severe pain, Zhao Rongzhen asked tentatively, As expected, Comet shook his head, "Then let's go upstairs, wait for you to get better, and I'll get you something hot to eat."

"Can you?" Comet didn't expect that Zhao Rongzhen, who usually looks a bit cold, would say such a thing, and he was just his assistant.

"Let's go." Seeing Comet's surprised eyes, Zhao Rongzhen pursed his lips.

Zhao Rongzhen drove the car into the garage, parked the parking space, then helped Comet out of the car, locked the door, "Can I carry you?"

"No...no need..." Comet waved his hand a little awkwardly. Although he looks thinner, he still has a lot of muscles at 1 meters.

As if seeing through Comet's mind, Zhao Rongzhen sneered, but squatted in front of Comet, patted his back, and then half-opened his arms, Comet stared blankly at Zhao Rongzhen's broad back, reminding him suddenly of the captain's back Recite, "Come up quickly! Does your stomach hurt? There has never been anyone who can make me, Zhao Rongzhen!" Zhao Rongzhen turned his head and urged impatiently. Indeed, this is the truth, even Zhang Wei has never had it.

The temptation was too great, Comet suddenly wanted to know, is everyone's back as warm as the captain's?So Xixing slowly lay on Zhao Rongzhen's back, but his hands were still nervously supporting his shoulders.

Zhao Rongzhen sighed helplessly, and without warning, he pulled down Comet's hands, and crossed them on his chest, "Help me up, I'm not responsible for falling." Comet exerted a little force, hugging Zhao Rongzhen's neck, Zhao Rongzhen supported Comet's legs, put his feet on his back, and walked to the elevator. Comet tacitly pressed the up button. After a while, the elevator came down and opened the door automatically. Zhao Rongzhen walked up and left the floor button. The distance is just enough for Comet to reach, "Floor 8." Comet reached out and pressed 8, the elevator slowly closed the door, and went up slowly.

Comet held his arms a little nervously, Zhao Rongzhen's back was as warm as the captain's, reassuringly warm, and the stomach clinging to it seemed to relieve the pain, which made Comet dare not even take a breath, even, involuntarily hold your breath

"Aren't you out of breath?" Zhao Rongzhen's words made Comet breathe a sigh of relief.

"No... my stomach hurts..." Comet blushed slightly.

After finally reaching the 8th floor, the elevator opened the door of a single-family house, which is the small entrance of Zhao Rongzhen's house.

"Let me down..." Seeing that Zhao Rongzhen didn't intend to let him down, but just took off his shoes, Comet whispered in Zhao Rongzhen's ear, but Zhao Rongzhen didn't seem to hear, and after taking off his shoes , only said "stretch your feet" as an order, Comet was a little helpless, and had no strength to struggle, so he stretched out his two feet and asked Zhao Rongzhen to take off his shoes.

Zhao Rongzhen carried Comet all the way to the bedroom. After making sure that Comet was sitting on the bed, he put down his hand, turned on the bedside lamp, and then stood up. Comet still couldn’t straighten up because of the stomachache. Zhao Rongzhen found one in the closet. The comfortable white T-shirt and pajama pants that could be used as pajamas were thrown beside Comet. Comet glanced blankly, then looked up at Zhao Rongzhen blankly.

"Do you still want to go home? If you hang up on the way home, my responsibility will be great." Zhao Rongzhen raised his eyebrows, "I won't pay you for overtime, just stay at my house for one night, treat it as overtime It's paid."

"...Oh, thank you, but... do you have long sleeves?" Comet lowered his head embarrassedly, because he didn't want to see Zhao Rongzhen's disgusted expression, but he was even more unwilling to show Zhao Rongzhen the scar on his arm, because Comet was sick For his sake, Zhao Rongzhen didn't say much, and found him another long-sleeved home clothes. Then Comet took the T-shirt and pajama pants, stood up with a half-bend, walked into the bathroom in the bedroom, and closed the door. Opening the door, Zhao Rongzhen cut it with an unbearable face, and walked out of the bedroom.

Comet changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom with his clothes and schoolbag. Although he was about the same height as Zhao Rongzhen, Zhao Rongzhen was stronger than himself, so his clothes were a little fat on his body. I wonder if it was the warmth of Zhao Rongzhen's back. Comet's stomach didn't hurt too much, just now when he was outside, he thought he was going to die.

Put the clothes and schoolbag by the bed, the floor heating is not turned on in the room, it's a bit cold, I don't know what Zhao Rongzhen is doing, Comet turns on the bedside lamp, takes out the computer from the schoolbag, hesitates, lifts the quilt, and gets in Go in, lean back on the head of the bed, turn on the computer, enduring the stomachache, and check the schedule for discharge in the afternoon again, but the stomach is still uncomfortable, and there is nothing to vomit, just retching a few times, Comet thinks Maybe it's better to lie down, so I didn't turn off the computer, put it on the bedside table, and lay down.

After being covered with the down quilt, it became warm for a while, Comet curled up in the quilt and wanted to wait for Zhao Rongzhen to come in again, but the constant stomachache and sleepiness gradually swept over Comet's consciousness, and the idea of ​​dealing with Zhao Rongzhen was also put behind his mind.

Half an hour later, Zhao Rongzhen, dressed in home clothes, walked into the bedroom with a bowl of porridge and two plates of kimchi without chili peppers, but found that Comet had fallen asleep with the quilt in his arms. When he got closer, Comet's brows were still frowning. Zhao Rongzhen smiled helplessly, took out the porridge and kimchi again, turned on the geothermal heat when he came back, and then sat on the other side of the double bed with Comet's computer, carefully looked at his schedule that was being displayed, and saw that there was nothing wrong , then closed the schedule, originally wanted to shut down, but just before pressing the shutdown button, he saw an icon of a picture on the desktop, Zhao Rongzhen glanced at the sleeping comet with his back turned to him, hesitated for a while. Don’t open it to have a look. In the end, Zhao Rongzhen moved the mouse and double-clicked, and the picture was opened immediately. There are 4 people in the picture, 3 big boys of about the same age are half bent and surrounded by a kind aunt. Looking at the background, it should be It is the restaurant of home.

The 4 people looked at the camera together, everyone had a heartfelt and happy smile on their faces, especially Comet standing in the middle, even the corners of his eyes were flying, Zhao Rongzhen had never seen Comet smile like this in front of him Even with a smile, it was faint, as if there was no emotion in it.

Zhao Rongzhen looked at the back of the comet again, and then at the photo, but the smile of the comet in the photo was imprinted in his mind.

Afraid that Comet would wake up at any time, Zhao Rongzhen didn't look at anything else, so he turned off the computer, put it on the bedside table beside him, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay down slowly.

Who are the other people in that photo?Is it his family?Or the other killers with him?If yes, who is that woman?Will his family be sad if they realize that he is a killer?

A series of questions emerged in Zhao Rongzhen's mind. Zhao Rongzhen, who couldn't sleep, his eyes were like stars in the dark night, shining brightly. Then he thought, why do I care so much?Can't sleep?Zhao Rongzhen sighed helplessly.He closed his eyes and prepared to sleep, but the people around him seemed to be snorting a few times in discomfort, Zhao Rongzhen half propped up his body, looked at him from behind Comet, Comet snorted again, "Are you uncomfortable?" Zhao Rongzhen asked tentatively He made a sound, he didn't expect Comet to answer him, but Comet let out a sleepy "hmm", so Zhao Rong really felt that this person was pretending to be asleep just now.

Zhao Rongzhen gently laid Comet on his back, in the dark, Comet closed his eyes, but Zhao Rongzhen couldn't see Comet's brows tightly locked due to pain, Zhao Rongzhen gently covered Comet's stomach with his hands, and massaged gently clockwise When he got up, Comet's brows slowly relaxed.

Comet in his sleep felt as if someone was helping him relieve his stomach pain, the gentle movements seemed to come from Miho's hands, every time he had a stomachache, as long as he was at home, Miho would massage his stomach like this until he fell asleep.

In the darkness, Zhao Rongzhen massaged slowly, until Comet finally fell asleep, until he gradually fell asleep. When he fell into the darkness, in a blur, he heard the people around him utter "Aunt Miho "...