MTL - Mr. Dior-Chapter 9 . The lover's stand-in lover (2)

Biquge www.novelbuddy.com, the latest chapter of Mr. Dior will be updated as soon as possible!

"The condition is so rare that it is relatively rare, probably because Louis XIII's internal equipment is too advanced. The larger the memory, the more things are stored ..."

Reed did another test for the president, and this time the test results were different from the last time.

"He seems to be caught in a new plot, this time he doesn't think you are a small wife, but a substitute for someone," Bi De quickly made a test report, "There are some information here may Helped. "

Jiao Qi took it and looked at it, thinking that it was a medical theory, but the result was a book list:

The CEO's Stand-in Former Wife

Empire's Stand-in Lover

"Scum Attack: I'm Just a Substitute"

"Amazing Love: Dragon Emperor's Substitute Queen"

"..." Jiao Qi folded up the book list and threw it into the trash. "Mr. Xi, do you remember your own occupation?"

"Of course, remember that the treatment plan of a top doctor will not only include the treatment of patients, but also psychological counseling for family members. At present, Mr. Zhang's condition cannot be directly treated, so I am doing psychological counseling for you, I hope you Prepare yourself mentally for the rest of the day, "he said sincerely.

Jiao Qi rubbed his forehead with a headache: "I don't need this service, please cross it out of the bill."

Reid shrugged: "Okay, but there is a new surprise." Then, he took out another document and covered it in a pink folder.

This is the latest research result sent by Mr. Tak ’s mentor yesterday. It belongs to a top secret that has not yet been published and is very precious. You need to pay a loan fee to see it.

"I thought that Mr. Zhang was already good, so I don't need to show it to you. Now that I'm back, I think it should be helpful to you." Although Tak is relatively pitted, his professional ethics as a doctor is still high. Can't lie professionally. He said that it is useful, it must be useful.

Jiao Qi took the information and glanced at it.

The report in English was even a little messy, obviously a first draft. The content is actually very simple, that is, the instructor observed a phenomenon.

[A person with mental retardation syndrome will be combined with his own memory when a disorder occurs. 】

"Maybe you can take a chance to learn your husband's little secret." Wade said with a wink, collecting the information again.

Indeed, many small secrets can be dug, Jiao Qi nodded, looking at the old attack sitting impatiently on the side, his eyes were dim. So, who was the phrase "not like him" just now?

Seeing that the patient's family members were in a bad mood, Yun De quickly added: "Of course, it is mainly affected by the disorder of memory information. It is not easy to distinguish the true from the false, and you don't need to take it seriously."

Jiao Qi couldn't, he just had to take Mr. Dao's president home.

Today is the weekend, I went back to the villa, and dinner is already being prepared.

Zhang Chenxi sat in the middle of the living room sofa with a golden knife, pointing at Jiao Qi, who was drinking tea slowly, and said to the housekeeper, "He will live here and arrange a job for him, a gardener or a chef."

The maid who was adding tea to Jiao Qi looked at in surprise, shaking her hands, and black tea was sprinkled on the white saucer.

The housekeeper was calm: "Okay, I remember you bought a small apron last year, and I'll find it for you."

"Ahem ..." Jiao Qi froze immediately. The housekeeper probably thought that they were going to play something weird, such as a strong little gardener and a garden owner, a weak chef and a pervert guest.

The maid looked up to the housekeeper with admiration. This psychological quality and this responsiveness are worthy of a doctorate from London Housekeeping University.

"Don't bother him, make a joke, eat." Jiao Qi stood up and walked to the table. I don't know if this guy has given him any strange people.

Zhang Chenzheng sat down opposite Jiao Qi and held up the red wine glass and shook, "I will serve you food and drink in the future, but you have to be obedient and do as I say."

Jiao Qi held his forehead with one hand, it was really a shame. Zhang Dazhen kicked at the table: "What's the matter? Let's go upstairs and say, we're having dinner."

"Huh." The president snorted unconsciously, and bowed his head to eat.

After dinner, the food on the table was pulled down, and the housekeeper poured clear tea for the two.

Zhang Chenxian wiped his mouth with a napkin and told the housekeeper seriously: "Clean up a room and come out."

The housekeeper looked at Jiao Qi in surprise, and saw no signs of his anger, and confirmed to the husband: "Are you going to sleep in the room tonight?"

The president's eyes widened: "What I slept in the guest room, he slept!"

The housekeeper was even more surprised and turned to look at Jiao Qi inquiringly.

Jiao Qi raised one eyebrow and raised his chin: "Go and pack."

Everything was arranged in accordance with the wishes of the President. Mr. Dior expressed his satisfaction. In the courtyard at night, he remembered Bai Yueguang in his heart, and then poetically prepared to sleep. Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, the substitute Xiaojiao's wife was lying in the middle of the big bed, holding a book and reading it with interest.

"Who will let you sleep in my bed?" The president was outraged.

Jiao Qi shook his feet: "Don't make a noise, I'll finish this chapter."

"Man, you're really bold." Mr. Dasao said fiercely, but his eyes were unconsciously staring at those white feet. The toes, which have never suffered before, grow round and plump, with a touch of powder, and they are lovely, giving people the urge to pinch and play.

This **** little substitute is trying to seduce him? He won't be fooled!

"Butler! Why is he in my bed!"

The villa owner's angry voice came from the floor, echoing clearly in the darkly lit living room.

"Uncle, you shouldn't say a word?" The new girl asked uneasily.

"At this time, we are going to be deaf. We are too old to hear it." The steward turned with a smile. The love of the young couple, don't be at ease.

Screamed for a long time, but the housekeeper did not respond. The president looked at the prey without any crisis on the bed and sneered, "Well, since you asked for it." Then he began to undress.

"grumble……"

Suddenly, the big guy who came up like a turtle stacked Luohan pressed Jiaoqi to make a squealing sound like a squeeze rubber toy. The tired three-day old waist was a little overwhelmed, and quickly rolled aside.

"Wait, wait a minute," Jiao Qi held up and held up Zhang Dayi who came over with one hand, "Since I am not the one you love, wouldn't you feel guilty if you touched me like this?"

Zhang Chenyi looked at him uncertainly. The small, handsome white face was tightly taut, like a nervous little rabbit. At any time, the two non-lethal fangs would be revealed, so charming and so familiar. What a clever little thing, the president thought, raising his hand slowly, stroking gently on that smooth cheek: "When you are stubborn and angry, you really look like him."

"I looked more like him when I raised my hand to stab you." Jiao Qi rolled his eyes, patted his hand, and ran into the bed to sleep.

Mr. Dasao didn't plan to let him off easily, grabbing his ankle and dragging the person back into his arms, took the opportunity to squeeze on the pink toes: "Just use this expression to say" I love you ". "

"..." The old man and old man, and suddenly said this was a bit awkward, Jiao Qi pouted, reluctantly.

"Say! Otherwise, just continue what you just did." Zhang Chenxuan rubbed his tender lips with his thumb.

"Well, get rid of your dirty hands." Jiao Qi grabbed that fumbled hand, don't think he didn't see that hand had just picked his foot.

"Man, don't toast without eating and drinking!" Mr. Otaki was a little angry.

"Hey," Jiao Qi couldn't help but yawn, he was really sleepy, and could only coax Mr. Dao, "Oh, I love you."

"Bring my name." If the President is a customer, it must be the most annoying Party A. If you do not finish the request once, the finished product is given, and you need to add this and Canada.

"I love you, courtier." Jiao Qi touched his head and said quite seriously.

"Who is Chen? You are still thinking about that poor boy?" He didn't get the finished product and was given the name of a competitor. The president shivered and said, "How much have I told you?" Everywhere, call me big! Hey! "

"..."

After a long period of trouble, Jiao Qi, who was so sleepy at the end, could only lose his power and humiliate the country and said "I love big | 屌" in accordance with the requirements.

Mr. Dasao, who was finally satisfied, took the stand-in wife Xiao Jiao in his arms, and when he was almost asleep, he whispered in his ear, "I love you too, I have loved you since I was seventeen . "

Jiao Qi, who should have fallen asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body froze. Because, he knows, this sentence is not in the novel. At the time when he was frank with each other, Zhang Chenxun said that he had a favorite person when he was in school. I rarely talked about it before, saying that it was a thing of the past, and Jiao Qi didn't care. No one was young.

However, it should not be wrong, and it should be mentioned at this moment.

[A person with mental retardation syndrome will be combined with his own memory when a disorder occurs. 】

Jiao Qi couldn't sleep.

On Sunday morning, it was Li Shuai's new product launch conference. Since the invitation was received, I still want to go.

On the way, he slammed on the side for a while, but Comrade Dasao didn't put on the suit. He was so tight-lipped that he was unwilling to give the name "White Moonlight". If you ask more, you will get angry, so you have to put it on hold.

The handsome game launched this time is a relatively large game, the launch conference was very grand. After explaining the presentation, Li Shuai remained at the scene to accept questions from reporters, while others went to the banquet hall to enjoy a cold tea break.

Some bosses in the industry are here, and everyone basically knows that while drinking tea and talking about business, the atmosphere is harmonious. As soon as Zhang Chenzhang came to the business, he went online and chatted with others. Jiao Qi didn't care about him. He searched in the crowd and quickly locked the guy hiding in the corner and eating Hesse.

"Shi Qing, why can't you come and say hello to me." Jiao Qi carried the man out.

"Oh, brother Jiao!" Gao Shiqing swallowed the little cake in his mouth and smiled and followed Jiao Qi to his fists.

This person is a university classmate of Chenchen Zhang and an early partner of Shijie Technology. However, he is not interested in the direction of Shi Jie's development. In recent years, he has become a takeaway food platform on his own. Shi Yan still owns his shares, but he does not participate in the business, but just receives a dividend.

"Some days have disappeared. What are you busy with?" Jiao Qi looked up and down at Gao Shiqing, and this guy seemed to be a bit fatter. Although he is the same age as Zhang Chenzheng, this gourmet-loving Mr. Gao is already blessed.

"Ah, don't mention it," Gao Shiqing smiled and waved, "Where's Dasao?"

Jiao Qi lifted his chin in the direction of Zhang Chenxuan, holding Gao Shiqing ready to say hello: "Shi Qing, I'll ask you something."

"Huh?" Gao Shiqing turned around.

"Chen Ye liked that person when he was in school. What's his name?" Jiao Qi whispered. This Gao Shiqing had a dormitory with Zhang Chenzhang at the time, and certainly knew who that person was.

"I don't really know the name," Gao Shiqing took a glass of champagne in the waiter's tray, took a sip, and quickly expressed his loyalty to Jiao Qi's suspicious look. "I don't know, that person is his high school classmate He never appeared in college. Hearing the uncle said that he was taking the Q for that talent. As a result, he did n’t go to Q, and he was in pain for a long time. "

High school classmates……

Seventeen……

Right.

Jiao Qi's heart tightened, his fingers holding the goblet gradually turned white: "Then what? Didn't contact me again during college?"

"No, he doesn't seem to have time to confess to others. Haha, don't you know, this guy wasn't literary at the time, and he made a confession program by himself, silly like that. To play a mentally handicapped game, then The organ played music and set off fireworks, but it didn't work. "Gao Shiqing recalled the past green years and smiled back and forth.

Jiao Qi couldn't laugh, but felt that all his blood had been drained, and he was so cold that he shivered.

The mentally handicapped game put out fireworks, which was used by Zhang Chenzhang to confess to him.

...

"I've made a new game, you can see if it's fun." Zhang Chenhuan, who was very cheerful, handed him a mobile phone.

It's a small game similar to pushing a box, with rough screens and garbage operations. When the small steel ball was pushed into the hole, the mobile phone suddenly heard super loud music, and at the same time, fireworks were set off in the square not far away.

"Jiao Qi, I like you. Be my boyfriend."

Rustic romance for programmers.

...

After so many years, he finally knew the truth, that silly confession procedure was not done for him. No wonder Mr. Zhang, who has been able to make high-definition high-end games, has come up with such a simple procedure, because this thing was not done after he won the international gold award, but just entered the university and was full of expressions of high school male gods. Love was knocked out word by word in the dormitory.

At that time, they didn't know each other.

The beauty of memory is actually leftovers that have not been sent out, which makes Jiao Qi feel disgusting.

"Brother Jiao, are you okay?" Gao Shiqing saw his face look bad, and yelled aloud, wouldn't he have said something he shouldn't have said. No, both of them have been married for seven years. Zhang Chenzhang hasn't even told her daughter-in-law about this?

"It's okay. The wine was drunk just now. I went to the bathroom." Jiao Qi smiled at him and turned to walk to the bathroom.

Gao Shiqing beat the drum in his heart, ran quickly to Zhang Chenyu, took his shoulders and pulled him to a remote place: "Dao, have you mentioned to Jiao Ge that your first love male god?"

"He knew it long ago." Zhang Chenxuan disagreed.

"Ah, no, did you say something you shouldn't say? Did you tell someone about the procedure?" Gao Shiqing was sweating on his forehead.

"Is there anything to say," Zhang Chenxi sipped slowly, "He is just a stand-in."

"What, what?" Gao Shiqing just felt that a sky thunder slashed from the hall, chopping him into a charcoal barbecue, and swelled with oil, "No, you, you take Master Jiao Jia as a substitute? You, how can you do that! "

"Oh, he knew it well." Zhang Chenxi sneered, and touched Gao Shiqing for a cup.

He knew? Kaka Kaka--

Larger lightning slashed and chopped Gao to death.

After the cold dinner, Zhang Chenzhang accepted the invitation of an acquaintance to go to the club to play squash. Jiao Qi refused to go together and drove home by himself.

The villa was empty, the afternoon sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but there was no warmth. The steward brought someone to repair the fence, and the banging sound of the clanging became the only movement.

Jiao Qi sat on the single sofa in the basement, staring at a closed door in front of him. This was a storage room he had never opened before. It was Zhang Chen's private space, hiding the secret of the man's youth.

He knew that Zhang Chenzhang's growing up environment was not good when he was a kid, and there were some things he didn't want others to know.

Jiao Qi has always respected him. He has been married for seven years and has never entered this house even once. But now, I really want to go in and see.

He didn't eat at noon, and his stomach was sore and painful now, Jiao Qi curled up on the sofa pale, and couldn't help tearing up two tears. If the tenderness of these years is just a scam, how will it end in the end?

The money and time paid can be counted. How can those loves be recovered?

Fingertips trembled and touched the combination lock on the door. The small storage room was like a Pandora's box. The consequences after opening were unpredictable. Jiao Qi took a deep breath, wiped his face, gritted his teeth and pressed the password.

He didn't know what the four-digit password was. He tried a few four-digit passwords that were commonly used at home. He typed "0826" in a broken jar, and the "Dididi" door opened.

"..." There was something strange about Bai Yueguang's secret room, using his current birthday as the key.

Jiao Qi drew his mouth and pushed in the door.

The room was a little messy, with many messy things in it. Eliminated old computers, bikes without handles, gaping fruit knives, and a bail receipt for detention. The only neat table was a picture of Zhang Chenzheng and his mother when he was a kid, and a rimowa aluminum-magnesium alloy suitcase. The box is custom made with a line of German inscription-"My Love".

The box is unlocked and can be easily opened.

Jiao Qi pressed the lid of the box, but he did not raise his hand for a while. He didn't know what was inside, but it must be something he didn't want to see, and those things were the truth.

Maybe it was hundreds of love letters that couldn't be sent, maybe it was the picture of Baiyueguang, maybe there was something more unbearable. The original good life seemed to suddenly become a suspense horror film, and the scent of birds and flowers collapsed into a quagmire anytime and anywhere.

"Click", the box opened.

There is no "criminal evidence" of hot eyes, just something that can't be broken by chickens and dogs. Broken pen, missing piece of eraser, album with ancient cartoon cover ...

The pen and eraser were a bit familiar, and Jiao Qi opened the album and saw a picture of himself in high school.

This photo was apparently cut out from the poster on the school's official website, with one missing. Jiao Qi remembered that at that time to be the official website of the high school, one male and one female classmates were required to take publicity photos. He was inexplicably selected to take a back-to-back photo with a girl who was not known and said to be a school flower.

This silly picture is still hanging on the school's official website. The cut out part of the album is the girl.

An almost ridiculous sense of unrealism surged upward, Jiao Qi continued to scroll backwards, and the entire album was his photos.

Some are picked from the school honor list, some are enlarged from graduation photos, and others are sneak shots in sports meets, basketball courts, etc.

Jiao Qi finally remembered what happened to the pen, which he used in his sophomore year, because it was so beautiful that the girls in the class scrambled to see it. He accidentally fell downstairs and bent the pen. A pen was nothing to him, but the girls in the class went down to pick it up with guilt, but it was strangely missing.

"Hah? Hahahaha ..." Jiao Qi couldn't help laughing or crying, that is to say, Zhang Dazhen knew him when he was in high school. The so-called first love male god, he was also called Jiao Yan at the time.

For so many years, this guy has not mentioned anything, and it is very powerful.

Jiao Qi stood up, made a round in the house, and found more interesting things. The homework he wrote, because of the school uniform thrown away by muddy water, and a high jump pole ...

Taking up the red and white high jump bar, Jiao Qi suddenly turned black. This slightly bent pole, he remembers very well, he was forced to participate in the high jump event at the school games. A handsome leap didn't pass, and he rode on the crossbar. The rod hit the crotch well, and it hurt so much that he planted it on the sponge pad and didn't get up for a long time.

This guy Zhang Dazhen even collected this thing, and he also drew two crying faces with markers in the middle of the pole.

Come on, Zhang Dazhen, wait for you to wake up.

In the evening, the adult who drunk the president staggered back to the villa, and saw the sulking wife sitting on the sofa.

"Baby, I'm back." Zhang Chenzong leaned over, shoved his head into Jiao Qi's arms, and fascinatedly touched his face.

Jiao Qi grabbed the old attacker's wrist and said meaningfully, "I know who Bai Yueguang is in your heart."

The CEO's face changed suddenly.

"Is he Jiao Yan?" Jiao Qi said with a smile.

"Stop!" Mr. Otaki jumped up instantly, like an injured sleepy beast. "Don't mention his name! Only I can read this name!"