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Not long after they waited in the corridor, the resident doctor came out and said he wanted to talk to the family members.

Mark walked over and said that he was a family member.

doctor:?

Mark said that he was the patient's lover, but he felt a little floating when he said this.

doctor:?

Mark asked the doctor if he had read the recent news, and he was Mark Zuckerberg.

Doctor: I don't chase stars.

mark:···

No matter how stupid Mark was, he knew that the doctor didn't like him very much.

The doctor looked very young, with childish brows. He asked Mark again about his relationship with the patient, and said he wanted to talk to the family.

Mark could only reply that they had known each other for ten years, even if they were not very close.

The doctor said that the wound on Eduardo's palm is fine and has been bandaged, but because he is emotionally unstable, they have given him sedative drugs, so he needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time.

The doctor also told him that Eduardo's behavior was unconscious suicidal tendency, which was very dangerous, and asked him if he had had such symptoms in the past.

Mark told the doctor about Eduardo's drug overdose during the lawsuit and the time he and Chris went out.

The doctor pondered for a moment, and suggested that Mark consult a professional psychologist, because this is a problem that needs to be taken seriously.But at the same time, he comforted Mark, saying that human beings have the instinct to injure themselves to gain a sense of existence, and our perception of pain is written into our genes.

In the end, the doctor reminded Mark that this kind of unconscious suicidal tendency was mostly due to the very strong psychological pressure on the person concerned, and it was related to close people.

Mark thanked the doctor, returned to the waiting area, briefly told everyone about the doctor's answer, and arranged for Riley and Elijah to go back first.After dealing with everything, he returned to Eduardo's ward.

The moonlight is very good tonight, clear and clear, and it must be a fine weather tomorrow.While pulling a round stool over, Mark pulled it to Eduardo's bed, thinking about whether he, like Sean, bought a copy of "Ship News".

Just as Mark sat down, Eduardo on the hospital bed opened his eyes a little, looking at Mark in confusion.

He asked Mark, "What's wrong with me?"

Mark touched his cheek and told him he was fine, the glass didn't hurt his hand much, and he was still free to go boating and surfing.

Mark said about boating and surfing without paying attention. Fortunately, Eduardo was all focused on that piece of glass, and he didn't ask why Mark knew that he often took boating.

He continued to ask, did the doctor say why I was holding a piece of glass?

Mark lightly told him what the doctor said to him about the instinct of human beings to gain a sense of existence, and didn't tell him that he might have serious psychological problems.

Eduardo continued to ask why he felt so calm now, and felt a little dazed, not quite awake.

Mark said it was because the doctor gave him some Valium and told him to take a good rest.

As soon as Mark finished speaking, he realized that he should also be asleep by now, just for his stability.

"Are you sick? Don't want to sleep?"

"I want to, but I can't sleep."

Mark nodded and covered his eyes with his hands. This action allowed him to clearly feel Eduardo's eyelashes gently sweeping over his palm, and said, "Go to sleep."

After a while, Mark quietly removed his hand, and Eduardo had fallen asleep.

He turned off the light and went out.

Outside the hallway, Elijah and Riley formed a line, Sean was still standing by the window, chewing gum, they hadn't left yet.

Mark went outside, wanting everyone to go back first, but Riley stood in front of him and insisted on staying.

Mark originally wanted everyone to rest, but he seemed to instinctively feel that he should stay and take care of Eduardo. He didn't consider that Riley was also very worried now, so he let Riley stay after being depressed for a while.

It was almost two o'clock in the night when they left. Sean answered the phone at one o'clock and left first. Elijah said he was going to send Mark back. Mark thought he was tired enough recently, so he let him go back first. up.He didn't sleep well that night, and sent emails all night.

When they arrived at the hospital the next day, Eduardo was already awake, wearing a suit and sitting on a chair basking in the sun. Riley stood in front of him and closed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Elijah asked her.

"Ask him yourself." After Riley finished speaking, she ran to buy breakfast angrily.

"We brought coffee and bingo—" Before Elijah finished speaking, Riley was gone.

It was rare for Riley to show her emotions like this, and she was rarely angry. She didn't know what happened today.

"What happened to Riley?" Mark asked Eduardo.

Eduardo gave him a wry smile and said, "I want to be discharged from the hospital today, and we have a business dinner tonight, but she doesn't agree."

"..." Mark didn't speak.

"I know you don't speak, and you don't agree."

Mark lowered his head and coughed twice, and said, "Actually, I don't think it's anything. You just cut your hand, not a serious injury. I think it's okay."

After hearing this, Elijah coughed twice to remind Mark.

Mark ignored him, but Eduardo asked in confusion: "What's the matter with you, was it cold yesterday?"

Although Riley went out angrily, when Eduardo packed his things and left the hospital, she still stepped back to clean up for him, although her face was still ugly.

When going out, Ilya asked Eduardo if he wanted to take him back to have a rest, and Eduardo replied nonchalantly: "I injured my hand, not broken it, and it's my left hand."

"Then you?"

"I'll go back with you."

Before Elijah could speak, Mark followed behind the two of them and said casually, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Riley glared at him angrily.

When they got to the parking lot, Riley and the others hadn't caught up, so Elijah asked Mark at this stall if he had talked to Eduardo about his mental state.

Mark paused, because he didn't intend to let Eduardo know about it, and he didn't know how to answer Ilya's question for a while.

When he paused, Eduardo and Riley had already walked over, and they ignored the topic.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, except that Mark was busy answering the phone and basically didn't stay in the office. Ilya took Ginger all over the city to get the dresses for the two of them, order a car, set a route, fix a pocket watch, and the CEO's office was calm.So much so that when Ilya came into the office with the arranged clothes and interrupted the conversation between Eduardo and Riley, Eduardo seemed to be so happy that he was about to fly.

He basically took the clothes from Ilya's hand immediately and fled to the bathroom.

Elijah looked at Riley standing in front of him—it seemed that Eduardo had been dissed by his dedicated assistant this afternoon—he reassessed the happiness of his married life with Riley, and after Riley Without my knowledge.

The business dinner was held at a cloud restaurant in Manhattan. The theme was the opening ceremony of a new company. Since all the people present were business leaders and capital parties seeking funds, it was inconvenient for Ilya and Riley to go together.

Eduardo hurt his hand and Mark came to drive.

When Eduardo raised his left hand and wanted to get into the co-pilot, Mark cut him off and stuffed him into the back of the car.

"Hey, you're being rude." Eduardo protested.

"I'm fine."

"Then it doesn't matter to me, anyway, the CEO of FB will drive me personally."

"You should settle down a bit. Being in the front row will affect my performance."

Mark didn't talk big, he drove like a drift, and Eduardo really felt that Mark had a very childish heart-he seemed to think he was living in "Fast and Furious" when he was driving.

After waiting for a gap at the red light, Eduardo quickly got out of the car and changed into the co-pilot.If he sat down in the back row, sooner or later he would be vomited.

"You drive like a drift." Eduardo complained in a low voice.

"You don't talk about execution if you don't open the Amazon package immediately when it arrives."

"Only poor people use Amazon."

"Which of the two of us is the poorer one?"

Eduardo choked on him.

You are rich, you are rich, you are the richest, and I don’t know who is facing serious quality control recently. The company is in a great crisis. Every day for the company’s future, I cry and program in the bathroom and listen to cute songs to relieve my tension.

Speaking of this, Eduardo stopped talking. Fortunately, the car had already started to enter the urban area, and the speed of the car slowed down. He turned on his mobile phone and started to check the news and the discount rate of the loan market.

During the period, they passed the Broadway road, and the traffic was heavy. During the waiting interval, Mark asked Eduardo about the performances of several performances, and asked him if he had seen "Cats" and "Water Lilies".

Eduardo replied a few words incoherently, and he dealt with all the other words with "oh", and now he is fully focused on the calculation of the present value and the future value.So much so that when Mark reached for his mobile phone, he almost quarreled with him violently like an adolescent child.

Mark snatched Eduardo's cell phone and put it in the glove compartment on his side, and looked at Eduardo's blank expression with satisfaction—his hand was still holding the phone when the phone was taken away, and his eyes kept following the screen Move so Mark feels like he's taking the ball of thread out of a cat's hands.

"The apples that Lucifer didn't use up when he tempted Eve were all printed on the phone by Jobs."

"It was Samael who tempted Eve, read some books, Jew."

This time Mark choked on him. In order to change the subject, Mark pointed to the street outside and asked Eduardo if he still remembered the concert they had attended in college.

Of course Eduardo remembers that they did more than these activities when they were in college, star restaurants, nightclubs, bars, Harvard club parties, concerts, and even library bazaars.He took Mark to participate in a lot of various activities, otherwise Mark would just stay in the dormitory like a bookworm all day long, only seeing the things in front of him.He still remembers how much Mark disliked it back then, and thought it was so boring and arty. He also remembered that he paid for all the tickets for the performances. At that time, he was relatively young and only thought it was a contribution to his friends. Thinking about it now , The essence of this kind of behavior is to use money to buy Mark's favor for him.

When their grades were relatively small, Eduardo often took Mark out to play, in the name of meeting the world, and Mark was usually too lazy to go out, because most of the activities introduced by Eduardo violated the basics of Mark’s ability to be Mark himself. Code, they are too hypocritical, too high-profile, like a show.But every time Eduardo leaned against the door and said 'I'll pay', Mark relented because it felt like Eduardo wanted someone to go with him but he couldn't find one, probably because he felt He was so pathetic that Mark would say yes to him every time.

As for the time they went to the concert, it was not a very good experience. It was still raining that day, Mark was wearing a hoodie, Eduardo was wearing a suit, and the two of them only brought a very small umbrella.Eduardo booked a small box, on the left-hand side of the stage, a bit off, so you have to turn your head sideways to see the stage.

The repertoire that was played that time was Elgar's "Riddle Variations", which was a repertoire that Mark didn't like very much. He didn't know much about symphony, and he heard very little of everyone's works, and only Mozart was his favorite.

He still remembered that Edward was mostly lying on the front rail of the box, turned his head and told him that the sound effect of this box is not very good, and when they have money, they will ask him to go to a better place.

His voice fluctuated with the thick voice of the cello, and the light smile on his face showed his longing for the future.

Mark didn't like concerts, and he didn't like Elgar, and that day didn't impress him very much.He just occasionally has a thought: what is it like to listen to an opera in the best location in the best theater on Broadway?

Later, FB officially got on the right track, and there was plenty of money in Mark’s account. He bought a box for a year, and went to listen to it from time to time. At that time, they were still in California, and it took him a day to go back and forth.The box was very good, and he could indeed tell the difference between the sound effect and the performance effect, but he still couldn't get its value.He didn't miss that concert with Eduardo very much either—he always thought it was a disaster, but occasionally, when he was sitting in the box and distracted, he really wanted to call Eduardo and ask if he was still alive. Remember what happened when they went to the concert, and then tell him that he still thinks the location is not particularly attractive.

Later, Mark returned his box and didn't renew it. He thought it's better to reserve the good seat for the person who really likes it.

At that time, he was still too young, and in fact he is still now. He only thought that nostalgia was the feeling of wanting to go back to the scene back then. He didn't know that nostalgia could also be the old scene that you can always recall for no reason.

Chapter 18 You know the spring will never go away, just like you know the water will flow after it freezes

When Eduardo lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, Mark hesitated for a long time before reaching out and taking the mobile phone from his hand.

For some reason, Mark seemed to resent giving Eduardo bad news—bad news that could run the gamut from really bad news, like who-so was sick, dropped out of school, or one of Eduardo's favorite writers got sick. Some serious illness, and things that weren't bad news at all, like things that might go against Eduardo's mood, like the beer was too cold or just like this time he was going to take away the phone he was playing on.

They came earlier, and it's not yet time for the ceremony, so they can walk around the venue by themselves for a while.

Mark parked the car at the entrance of the building. A young man was standing under the company sign and playing with his mobile phone with his head down. When he saw Mark and his car parked in front of him, he greeted them in a friendly and familiar way.

The young man was wearing a simple T-shirt with 'Leviathan' printed on the chest. It was the coolest ship in the popular online game 'Côte d'Azur'. It seemed that the young man was also a game fan.

Mark also greeted the young man, then threw the key to him, patted him on the shoulder, and left first.

Eduardo followed Mark, only then did he realize that the young man was Mr. Parking.

The young man stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then followed them with his eyes, looking at the backs of the two of them leaving.

He was quite calm, but Eduardo still noticed his thoughts through the corner of his eyes and the reflective surface of the building-Eduardo glanced casually, and then joked to Mark casually, "Guess, he Did you recognize who we were? '

Mark wanted to look back, but Eduardo took his arm - he got very close at once, and said in a low voice, "Hey, who would look back at the person involved while discussing gossip."

mark:··

Mark: "Childish."

Eduardo selectively ignored his words, and still held his arm without pulling it back, and went on to gossip, saying that Mr. Parking had very elegant taste and that the shoes he wore were Prada.

Mark, like Eduardo, kept the expression on his face and began to speak in a low voice, because they had already entered the lobby of the building, and said, "Why do you pay so much attention to other people's shoes?"

"I am not concerned about other people's shoes, I am concerned about prada."

"Isn't prada just shoes?" Mark retorted him in a low voice.

"Prada is just shoes?!"

"well, maybe a bag?"

"Prada may still have a bag?!"

"Well, is it a very tasteful brand?"

“Just a tasteful brand?!”

"--very popular?"

"Just popular?!"

Mark was completely speechless because he felt that no matter what he said, Eduardo just repeated it to him in a small voice full of anger.

When they arrived at the banquet, there were not many people there, only a few financial analysts were talking and laughing while drinking brandy.

The moment they saw them, Eduardo and Mark let out a small sigh at the same time.

Eduardo:  …

mark:···

The two of them exchanged an inquiring look.

Eduardo: "—er, are they too stupid?"

Mark: "They're annoying." He said it affirmatively.

The two of them were talking quietly here, and the financial analyst talking over there saw them. A gentleman in a light blue suit raised his glass to signal them, and then came over to talk to them.

In the few seconds he walked over.Mark seized the opportunity to ask Eduardo, "Would you pay attention to his suit?"

Eduardo:  …

Eduardo endured it, but he still didn't hold back, and answered him, "First of all, that one is not Prada, it's Armani—all idiots wear Armani. Secondly, I don't pay attention to him because he is an idiot."

mark:···

Just as Mark was about to speak, the gentleman in the light blue suit had already arrived, so he changed the topic and smiled at the other party.

The gentleman was also very happy to see him, and started to say from a long distance: "Oh, it's Mr. Zuckerberg, long time no see—you didn't seem to have graduated when I saw you last time."

mark:···

The gentleman continued to add: "Oh, I was wrong, you still haven't graduated yet."

Mark had no choice but to answer him, "You are too old-fashioned, I don't know how many times I have to tell this joke."

"Not much, not much, probably after you get your degree."

mark:···

Mark didn't answer this sentence, turned his head pretending not to care, introduced Eduardo to the gentleman, and then introduced him to Eduardo.

In fact, Eduardo knew him, and a minute ago, he called him an idiot.

The gentleman also knew Eduardo, and this mutual introduction did not stop him. After shaking hands with Eduardo, he restarted the conversation and said, "By the way, Mark—it doesn't matter if I call you that, two days ago My friend also said that the NY municipal government has approved a large piece of industrial land for FB, so why not give it to me hahahahahaha."

mark:"···"

"You're on the brink of bankruptcy anyway."

mark:"···"

The financial analyst was talking to Mark, so Eduardo couldn't interrupt, but he was depressed and wanted to jump off the building.He couldn't help but took a glass of brandy from the fairground waiter's tray and drank it in one gulp, wishing he could bring the whole tray over.

When the gentleman left, Eduardo finally found a chance to speak, and he asked Mark: "Why don't you hate him?"

"It's happened before, but it doesn't seem to hurt him."

"Before? Wait, this is not the first time."

"Probably almost ten years."

Edward couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him.

"Ten years? You just let him do this? What about the energy you put on me?"

"He actually has a good relationship with me," Mark replied. Eduardo is very well-mannered, and the rolling of his eyes in his sense is actually similar to winking. Mark was a little at a loss and didn't receive Eduardo's real contempt at all. "The others are pretty nice too."

"···"

"It's true. One of his housekeepers was almost deported before. He ran all over New York to find a lawyer for her, but when people asked him, he said he was doing charity."

"Duplicity, the capital side that hasn't changed in 50 years—"

"···"

"Forget it, just look at mine."

Edward adjusted his suit, straightened his body, took a glass of brandy from the tray of the waiter beside him, and took Mark off the stage again.

Mark followed Eduardo, listening to him explain to himself the basic information of everyone they saw, and there must be some scandals such as wife cheating or illegal operations.

Eduardo often pointed to a gentleman off the field and asked Mark if he had any impressions. As long as Mark showed any reaction, whether it was hatred, boredom, avoidance or even a little hesitation from Mark, he would drag Mark over and mock the other party.

For example, there was a kind-hearted old man on the field just now. He seemed to be a nice person, but Mark knew that he was not as good as he looked.Eduardo pulled him and directly squeezed into the conversation circle of the other party. After exchanging a few words, Eduardo asked him, "Sir, I wonder if you can still eat steak after Luna Island."

Then the atmosphere froze, and the old gentleman's face became ugly.

When they left, Mark asked Eduardo what was going on, and Eduardo told him implicitly that Luna Island was a vacation place, and that it was a hunting ground. Caught and almost killed.

Mark was quite puzzled, because it felt that this was not the same level of crime as the person Eduardo ridiculed before.Eduardo sighed, looked at Mark with pity, and then told him softly, 'The prey is not an animal'.

Mark thought for 30 seconds before he figured out what he meant.

The scope of Eduardo's ridicule is not only this kind of heinous crime, but also some who speak particularly annoying, such as the financial analyst just now.

Like, they met a gentleman on the field, and the other party also looked at them with that mocking smile and wanted to mock the two of them, and in the few microseconds when they walked towards each other, Eduardo seized the opportunity, Let's talk first - he pretended to be surprised and asked the other party two steps away: "Sir, the color of your tie really matches your eyes. Why didn't you bring your hat along with you?"

The other party was as confused as Mark, but reacted much faster than Mark. He opened his mouth to change the subject, but Eduardo refused to give him this chance.

Eduardo took the opportunity to add: "Sir, indeed, your hat—it's the green one."

"···"

"Your French one, I know you have a lot of Japanese ones and some German ones. Your wife's hand is too dexterous."

Mark just watched Eduardo push him so hard that he couldn't speak, so he could only walk away in embarrassment.Happiness flowed into Mark's heart a little bit like quicksand flowing into a bottle. Mischievously, his heart was filled with this childish joy.

"I bought a good pharmaceutical stock recently - thanks to the decline in your FB stock price."

"No thanks, it will fall back anyway."

"Mr. Savarin, I saw you looking at your mobile phone from a long distance. Are you worried about your stock price?"

"You don't care about me, rubbing your home wifi?"

Later, there were some who speculated about the cooperation between Mark and Apple News, and wanted to talk about cooperation, but most of them talked about a combination of fiction and nothing practical.

Mark wanted to ask Eduardo if he didn't need to learn anything to learn finance, as long as he could brag.

Eduardo just wanted to answer him and said that the capital side is like this-he has actually said it all.

Mark intercepted him on purpose, looked up at him, and said, sorry, I forgot that you are also the capital side.

Eduardo's expression at that time was really hard to describe.

Most of the friends from the media are not very good at the words "knowledge and interest". They sent rounds and rounds. Most of them asked about the recent situation of the two of them, and some questions were quite private.Eduardo still answered all the questions that he could answer. He and Mark have practiced these questions countless times. After all, everyone needs to eat, so help if you can.Journalists whose questions were answered generally left immediately.

But there is a girl who is different from everyone else. She asked about the past. She held her small pink mobile phone and asked Eduardo, "Mr. Savarin, during the previous lawsuit, you were asked about the relationship with Sean. Parker’s relationship, what does it mean when you say, ‘Your lover is Sean Parker, the two of you are very compatible’? Was Mr. Parker really your lover?”

Now it was Mark's turn to look hard to describe.

Eduardo remembered that time.During the lawsuit, the tabloid reporters always chased him to dig out his relationship with Mark, and his relationship with Sean, just to ask about a 'discord' news so that it could be published in the newspaper.He actually resisted answering the question.After being asked about it that day, he said it like a joke.The reporter who interviewed him was very shocked and asked him 'Is it true?Monsieur Savarin? ’, then he smiled and said ‘Of course not’.

He still remembers the reporter's expression at that time.

They patrolled the field just now and almost turned the entire field around, and Eduardo just took his glass of brandy and sprayed the entire field with cannon fire.Actually 'that glass' wasn't quite right either, because Eduardo had had several rounds of brandy and he was a little tipsy by now.

Seeing how Edward was killing everyone, Mark finally felt relieved, because since college, Mark was quite resistant to telling Edward bad news. To put it more bluntly, he was a little afraid of Edward.

Just like when they were in college, they watched a movie in the dormitory to pass the time, "City of Angels", a regular romance movie, both of them watched drowsy, and then Eduardo answered the phone and left, before leaving Tell Mark to tell him the ending if he finishes watching it because he'll be uncomfortable not watching it.

Mark didn't want to watch it. He was short on time and had a pile of homework on his desk.But that afternoon, he was too tired and had no energy, so he just nestled on the sofa and finished watching the film.

When they were having dinner the next day, Eduardo asked casually what the ending of the film was.

tragedy.

"Oh, it's HE."

Eduardo asked him about the next plot.

It was terrible, the angel fell in love with the man, the angel fell, but the man died in a car accident the next day.

"Not bad, the hero is actually an angel, he fell in love with the heroine, and they were together after he fell."

Eduardo experienced it for a while, and said that he felt that this film was nothing special.

There's really nothing good about this movie.

But the ending is not bad, right?Mark asked him so.

Yes, the ending is not bad, they are together.Eduardo answered him like this.

"Mark, have you watched "The Bridge of Madison County"?"

tragedy.

"After 20 years of struggle, the hero and heroine are still together."

""crow"?"

tragedy.

"The male protagonist succeeded in revenge, and then lived a peaceful and happy life."

""Saving Private Ryan"?"

Didn't even look at it.

"Everyone survived and Ryan was successfully rescued."

Our movie industry likes happy endings too much.Eduardo said so.

Yes - you know the spring will never disappear, just like you know the ice will flow after freezing. (City of Angels' line) Mark answered him like this.

Damn!

While they were talking, it was almost time for the ceremony, most of the guests had already arrived, and the two of them began to look for seats.Eduardo was singing in his heart 'the atmosphere of inquiring about news today has been completely destroyed by him', when Mark suddenly patted him.

"Eduardo, you just said that idiots wear Armani, right?"

When Eduardo turned his head, he saw Sean wearing a flamboyant Armani that broke through the sky.

Eduardo:  …

Mark patted him on the shoulder and said, since you two lovers have met, I will give you two some time to be alone.

Eduardo:  …

Sean:···

Sean: "—Is Mark crazy?"

Chapter 19 On the bench of love, they stay away because of fear, but they can't help but approach each other

After Mark provoked the war, he left with his glass of wine.

Eduardo and Sean looked at each other, both a little embarrassed, Eduardo was completely confused, so he couldn't speak at the first time. After missing the first time, no matter how he started the conversation, it seemed a bit deliberate.

"Why do you always hate Armani so much?" Sean chose a gentler beginning.

"Because Armani died gay."

"Isn't Prada gay?"

"No Armani gay."

"···"

Sean touched his nose, changed the subject, and asked Eduardo, "Idiot and lover, which one should I ask first?"

"Lover."

"Why? Is this more important?" Sean asked.

"No, it's just that I don't want to take back the 'idiots wear Armani'."

"Comeon, babyboy, am I just an idiot in your heart?"

"—Sean, do you know why I always remember not to smoke when I'm with you?"

Sean's face twitched slightly abnormally, before he said, "Because I have asthma and hate the smell of cigarettes?"

"Because I'm afraid I'll set you on fire by accident."

"···"

"oh, comeon, sean, sweetie, don't be angry—"

"···"

"Okay, okay, let me tell you about the lover."

Sean was just about to answer him, when a gentleman walked up to Sean and said hello to Sean, Sean had to stop talking to the gentleman, Eduardo waited around him, and occasionally added a few words .

After finally getting rid of that gentleman, another gentleman came behind, and it seemed that he also wanted to say hello to them. Sean quickly drank the wine in his goblet, and dragged Eduardo to the balcony where there were few people.

While following him, Eduardo kept teasing him: "Don't you never drink champagne without your goblet?"

Sean pulled him, smiled at the gentlemen who wanted to talk to him, and answered Eduardo in his busy schedule: "First of all, it can only be my goblet, as long as it is a tikuo, the cup at the banquet It's Tikou's; secondly, it's not champagne, it's brandy."

Eduardo just wanted to taunt him, but Sean cut him off.

"I ordered the cups for the ceremony, of course I know."

"Dian—"

"There will be no champagne at the ceremony, only brandy, I've ordered it."

"Dian—"

"If I find out after a while that you are using me to play pranks again, I will beat you to death."

"···"

"Okay, you can talk now, what do you want to say?"

"The ceremony is about to begin. Wouldn't it be like an affair if we went to a small quiet room at this time?"

Sean:···

Sean really wanted to beat Edward to death in his heart.

They walked through most of the venue before they came to a quiet room. The space was very large, but the room was messy, with things piled up on the ground in a mess. Eduardo also saw a lot of differences between steampunk and ten-brain maps. Symbol of the times.

"Why go so far?" Eduardo teased Sean, "Are you shy? Myloverboy?"

"You have such a thick skin, why should I be shy - I have other things."

"What is it—god, whose stuff is this? Super cool."

"Put it down, that air-powered gun really—yes, fine, you just fired it like nothing and it just blew up Troy's model of Atlantis."

"Who is Troy?"

"Troy Miller - don't tell me you don't know him."

"I know, the founder of the Cote d'Azur, his brain is really easy to use."

"Eduardo, don't change the subject, that's what happens when you want to avoid a question."

"—"

"So you're not going to tell me about the 'lover' thing?"

"—It's like this," Eduardo suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He looked away in embarrassment and looked at other things in Troy in the room, thinking about how much they cost and when they were produced, and then sorted them in descending order. Under the protection of a pile of neatly arranged data, he looked at Sean and said, "I may need to apologize to you."

"?"

"About xxx years ago, I had a falling out with Mark at that time, and I lived with you. Our incident was quite heated, and reporters often blocked me, asking me how my relationship with you and Mark was. Yes, the way they asked was very tricky, and they kept irritating me, wanting to get news of our discord."

"···"

"Then I was angry once, and when they asked me how my relationship with you was, I just said I like you, and we hit it off very well."

"Just like that?"

"That's all."

"Just like that?"

"That's all."

"Just like that?"

"—well, and the early days of my move to Singapore."

"···"

"I probably expanded a little bit, from 'I like me, we're compatible,' to later I say, 'I love you, we're made for each other'."

"Is it just the early days in Singapore?"

"Maybe, and the next few times."

"?"

"Uh," Eduardo's ears turned slightly red when he said this, he looked around and said, "maybe there are still a few times when I want to change my bed partner."

"——" Sean suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I'll pretend to call your name a few times in the middle, and then when the other party questions me angrily, I will pretend to be deep and pitiful, saying that I love you deeply, but you like freedom."

"—" Sean didn't know what to say anymore.

"I'm pouring myself whiskey, with hurt eyes, apologizing to them, saying it's all my fault, saying I still can't get over you - because I'm so cute, they'll believe it, and get some comfortsex once in a while. "

"What if the other party doesn't believe you?"

"Then I can harvest angrysex."

Sean:···

Sean: I don't know what to say at all, the whole world is blind - "straight and simple Mark Zuckerberg, gentle and considerate Eduardo Savarin".

"Just a few bedmates?"

"Just bedmates—whathappensinbedstaysinbed."

"several?"

"Well, I haven't seen anyone else since I moved to Singapore, so - all."

Sean really didn't have anything else to say, if he could, he wanted to put a flag on his head with this sentence - Sean Parker refused to speak until the world righted his name.

"Then why don't you say that your lover is Mark. If you say that, the whole world will believe you."

"Well, maybe—I don't love Mark?"

Sean sighed, bent slightly—he was standing in front of the table, and Eduardo was sitting in Troy's low wooden model boat, and he said, "Eduardo, you don't love me either."

"···"

"Besides me, do you think Dustin and Chris can do this?"

"Chris has a fiance."

"If he doesn't."

"—maybe, but you were the first person I thought of at the time."

"Should I be honored by it?"

Eduardo made him laugh and said, "At least you shouldn't feel particularly uncomfortable, right?"

Sean reached out, pulled Eduardo up from the little wooden boat, and said, "—that does explain why I always meet some young ladies and gentlemen in New York who look at me with contempt and say, 'You are a Total jerk'."

"They're right to do that - after all, in my story, you really broke my heart."

"You listen to your point—in your story."

"You said you had other things before?"

"Yes, Peter asked me to tell you."

"peter? peter who?"

Sean gave him a blank look, "Ulysses."

"Oh oh oh." Eduardo immediately realized that when their public relations case was reversed, the reporter from the Apple newspaper who cooperated with them.

"What did he say?" Eduardo asked Sean.

"He said that there are at least several newspapers staring at you now, digging deep into the news about the two of you, most of them are nothing to be afraid of, but there are a few of them who are really powerful. The former two executive directors of Theseus Company Family feuds are just blown out for them."

"Thank you peter for me, he is a very good friend - can't we just ignore them? Just don't accept their interviews."

"Isn't that how you used to be in Singapore? Is it different?"

Eduardo had nothing to say.

"So, you and Mark have to be careful recently. They are the kind who disdain the information disclosed by the assistant and directly contact the Lord. They are likely to come to you directly."

"I'd better go back and make a list, and try to avoid confronting them directly."

"Isn't that even more guilty?"

"···"

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, black can also be called white."

"···"

"—Sean, I thought this was over."

"I thought so too, until I found it out for you ten years later."

"sean—I didn't know what to think, sorry—"

"I think if you didn't immerse yourself in the 100 ways to wear stovepipe socks, you would understand what was going on in your head."

"···"

"sean—"

"Don't be coquettish."

"Did you eat lemon today?"

"?"

"Why do you always speak so sourly?"

Sean was speechless, squinted at Eduardo, licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "Come here and try it yourself, don't you know that I ate lemon today?"

Eduardo blinked at Sean, not knowing how to deal with the situation in front of him.

The two of them stared blankly at each other, as if time had stood still.

The door slammed open with a bang, and the sudden sound startled the two of them.

The one who opened the door was a little girl with the badge of the Troy Company's Immortal Stone on her chest. She came in to inspect, but she didn't find their embarrassing situation, and asked Sean directly: "Mr. Parker, have you seen Mr. Miller?" ?”

"Isn't he in the lobby?"

"Before we started, he said that he was going to pick up someone down there, and then there was no one there. We all thought he wanted to take a breath, but we haven't seen him yet."

"The ceremony should have begun, shouldn't it?"

"Yes, but I can't see anyone else, so I can only delay a little bit. Now the master of ceremonies is going crazy."

"Don't panic—did he go with his trident?"

"It seems that I have it, but there is no one in the reception desk."

"That's good, he put a GPS on his Trident."

little girl:...

Eduardo watching from the sidelines:...

After sending Sean and the little girl off, Eduardo also returned to the main venue, looked around, and saw Mark in the seat, hurried over and sat down.

Mark asked him, "Are you done with Sean?"

Edward nodded.

"Is there anything I need to know?" Mark asked him next.

"There's something we need to pay attention to, and I'll tell you about it on the way back."

"Are you okay? You just got out of the hospital this morning."

"I just had a fight with you. The glass cut my hand, but I'm not going to die."

The preparations for the ceremony began, and the surrounding lights had already dimmed, but the protagonist Troy had not been found yet, so it was not completely darkened. Eduardo's slightly bent eyes because of his smile were filled with gentle water under the light.

"Thank you if you hate the capital side."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's easy."

"You know quite a lot."

"So you see how gentle I used to be to you."

The two of them talked together in such a low voice.

"Why are you so red?"

Eduardo clicked his tongue with a guilty conscience and said, "It's nothing, nothing."

Mark stared at him for a while, and Eduardo looked back at him wondering what he was going to do.Mark pinched his left earlobe, and everything was slightly hot.

"The ears are also red."

"···"

"Sean hit you?"

"Isn't that okay? Why did he hit me hard?"

"Then what's the matter?"

"Sean just teased me."

"..." Now Mark was speechless.

"It's all because I stayed in Singapore for too long, and I lost a city to him. I will get back sooner or later."

Mark didn't want to bother with them, and said, "You two are messing around like this, sooner or later something will happen - why is Sean here?"

"The opening ceremony we attended this time belongs to Troy Miller. He is Sean's friend. They seem to be quite close."

"How did it take you so long?"

"It should have been longer—he told me something that we haven't discussed yet."

"Then why did you come back first?"

"He went to find Troy, and there was no sign of Troy at the beginning of the ceremony—ah, what kind of person would miss the opening ceremony of his own company, this is simply missing his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony."

After Eduardo finished speaking, he sat in his seat and looked around restlessly, then he turned his head suddenly, looked at Mark, and fell into his eyes inadvertently.

As Eduardo looked around, Mark watched him, quiet, with deep, sad eyes.The moment he found out, Mark withdrew that gaze, but he still saw it, the moment he retracted it.

"Oh, mark," Edward couldn't help making a single note.

He is the one who missed the opening ceremony of his company, he missed the ten million member day of FB, the [-] million member day of FB, the first time FB landed on five continents, and the first heavyweight political user on FB , he missed the opening ceremony of his company, and he missed his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony.

It was really hard for him to imagine how Mark felt at the ceremony so many years ago.

Are you relieved?There must be.Deep feeling?hopeful?longing?Is there still a little sense of loss?

There should be, right?

Didn't someone say that?The so-called glorious years are not the achievements and fame after you realize your ideals, but your persistence in your ideals when the future is uncertain.

Whether it sounds good or bad, Mark still wanted to share these things with him at that time, and wanted to talk to him.

He accompanied Mark through all the difficult roads, but he failed to share the light with him.

He may also be like them today, sitting on the chair in the front row, waiting for the lights to dim a little bit, feeling very nervous but still pretending to be calm on stage.

What was Mark's mood at that time, he didn't know, and never will know, because Mark himself couldn't fully remember his mood at that time.

Eduardo suddenly felt very, very sorry. He really wanted to travel through time and space and chat with Mark back then.

He couldn't restore Mark's mood at that time, but he knew that the regret that Mark felt back then should be the same as him.

He was the original founder of FB, he took on so many important parts, but when FB really set sail, he didn't know what she had become.

"I am so sorry, mark,"

"···"

"I am sososorry, sososorry."

"···"

"And If you feel sorry for her to."

"Her?"

"I mean FB?"

"Isn't it him?"

"What? Sheisher, she's like my daughter."

"No, no, he's just software."

"You see you also said 'he' just now."

"It's 'he' after all."

Eduardo had nothing to say.

Sean rushed over from behind and directed the field manager to turn off all the lights. The entire front hall was dark, only a little bit of blue light was emitted from the transport tape.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned off their mobile phones, because everyone knew that the ceremony would begin soon.

After the lights were fully turned on, Eduardo also adjusted his sitting posture, preparing to watch the ceremony.Mark sat next to him and suddenly spoke.

His voice was very soft, but Eduardo heard it all.

He said: "The day we opened, I wasn't excited at all, I was terrified, and everyone told me congratulations because they all saw a great future for FB."

"But the more they were like this, the more frightened I was, that I was going to make a mistake and ruin everything in front of me."

"I'm afraid that even an inadvertent action of mine may have serious consequences, especially if I have experienced it once."

"Later I sat in the venue, pretended to be calm, and pretended to patrol the venue."

"Then, I suddenly realized that because I was restless, I still told the field manager to come out with 4 empty chairs."

"I looked at the empty chair next to me, which was originally reserved for you, and I suddenly calmed down, because I realized that if I make a mistake or mess up something, the matter will not be more serious."

"—well, of course, I didn't know then that you were going to sue me."

"I was sitting in the venue, listening to the background music being adjusted by the field manager. I deliberately added a piece of background music from Star Wars. This is an easter egg-I used to expect this scene to appear. This is a stalk and I have no one to reveal it. .”

"I can get through the hard times by myself, I don't feel anything, it's just that the joy has no one to share, it makes me feel a little empty."

"And then, I realized that you used to fill my life, because of you, I changed a lot, good and bad-and you didn't know it at all."

"You used to be so important to me, and these things are also related to you everywhere, but you don't know it."

"It's really weird."

"Wardo, the reason I called you back from Singapore to agree to such a ridiculous PR deal with me is because there is really nothing I can do."

"Although I don't want to admit it, since Dustin left, you are the only person I can count on."

The last few words of Mark were like whispers. Eduardo tried his best to listen, but he only heard a general outline. He wanted to ask him, but the background music started, and today's protagonist Troy Miller and his team also came on stage Now, it's not a good time.

As a result, Mark spoke again at this time. He changed the subject and said, "Look, that Mr. Parking that we met when we came."

Edward nodded and said, "What is he doing on stage?"

At this time, Mr. Parking took the microphone and spoke. He apologized for being late today. He said that when he was waiting at the door, two gentlemen mistook him for parking, so he had to park the car in the garage for others. Then I lost my way in the underground garage or waited for rescue to find myself.

After finishing speaking, he greeted Mark and Eduardo.

"Good evening, Mr. Zuckerberg, Mr. Savarin."

Mark & ​​Eduardo: "—and you too, Mr. Miller."

Troy shook off the subject, and after the tense subsided, Mark replied to Eduardo, "You just asked me what he was doing on stage?"

"—"

"Maybe because he's Troy Miller?"

Eduardo:  …

Eduardo's diary: I hope that in the future, after the sensational scene between Mark and I, we can end it directly, and don't add oolongs, which will greatly affect the image of the two of us.