Chapter 87 Roof

Later, in a video, Ting Shuang asked Bai Changyi: "Did you speak ill of people behind your back?"

Bai Chang thought about it for a while and said, "For example, scolding the professor behind his back as an idiot?"

Ting Shuang: "..."

Ting Shuang: "When I didn't ask."

After a while, he couldn't help but say, "I mean—though I know you won't—if you want to complain about me, you can't complain to others, you can only complain in front of me."

He said while observing Bai Changyi's expression: "You don't really have anything to complain about, do you? How nice I am!"

"I know." Bai Changyi said, "so I have to miss you a lot. You can listen to this as a complaint."

The corners of Ting Shuang's mouth curved up: "Well... Then I'll complain too."

Bai Changyi also smiled: "Just say it."

It is really difficult to complain about Bai Changyi, Ting Shuang thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with one. He said in a particularly seductive voice: "The pen you left for me is too, thin."

The next day, while cleaning the bathroom, the cleaning aunt found an expensive-looking pen next to the bathtub, and it was still wet. She quickly wiped it off and handed it to the nanny at home, and the nanny took it to Zhu Ao, saying that she found it in the bathroom next to Ting Shuang's bedroom.

During dinner, Zhu Ao gave Ting Shuang the pen: "Yours?"

Ting Shuang spent a second recalling where he threw the pen the night before, and then replied without blushing: "Oh yes, I was thinking about the algorithm when I was in the bath last night, so I don't need to take notes. I'm afraid to forget."

Zhu Ao nodded and turned to teach Zhu Wenjia, "Learn from your brother."

Since the trial, Zhu Wenjia has been giving up on herself, and Ting Shuang doesn't care. This kind of thing is up to you. Zhu Wenjia can download a software for him to find a partner, but he can't download a software for Zhu Wenjia to find his mother.

He didn't even want to know Weng Yunyi's verdict.

On the day the verdict was announced, the lawyer called him. Before the lawyer said the verdict, he said, "Do you think I will be happy or uncomfortable when I hear the result?"

The lawyer thought about it and said, "It's hard to say."

Ting Shuang smiled and said, "I think so too. No matter what the outcome is, it's not appropriate to be happy in my position, and it's not appropriate to be uncomfortable."

The lawyer paused and said, "Then you still listen to the verdict?"

"Don't listen." Ting Shuang said half-jokingly, "Redundant information occupies memory."

He did feel that these things were slowly disengaging from him.

He is like a person lying on the bottom of the sea and gradually rising. As long as the last layer of water film covering his body breaks away from his body and breaks into water droplets and falls to the sea, he can return to the sun completely.

He gets up early every day very regularly, eats breakfast with Zhu Ao, then goes to work in the company, trying to do the work that he has not been able to like so far. When he comes home in the evening, he still accompanies Zhu Ao to eat and take a walk.

Sometimes he would go for a run on the playground of his alma mater by himself, and after the run, he would go to eat wontons outside the school gate.

It should be a certain Saturday, more than a month after he and Bai Changyi went to eat wontons together, he went to the wonton shop again by himself.

It happened to be lunch time, and there were many people in the store. In front of Ting Shuang was a boy in a school uniform. As soon as the shop owner saw him, he greeted him affectionately: "Is it also a make-up class in the third year of high school?"

"Yes, it's still here on Saturday of the third year of high school." The boy nodded with a smile, and then urged, "Boss, hurry up, I want to play football later after I finish eating."

"Don't worry, this one is yours." The shop owner said and ordered two more wontons for the boy, "The third year of high school is hard work, eat more."

When it was Ting Shuang's turn, the owner of the store looked at it for a while. He was less familiar and more polite: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

gentlemen?

Ting Shuang was stunned, but only for a moment.

Probably what people have done will leave traces on the body, and no one should mistake him for a high school student in the future.

He glanced at the boy in front and said with a smile, "Just like him."

There are many small people in the shop, and he is not particular about eating. He shares a table with other high school students. He listens to them talking about monthly test results, discussing the reform of the college entrance examination, and complaining about the unfinished homework.

"I'm too difficult." A student hilariously imitated the lines in the movie, "Is it only in the third year of high school, or is it like this in life?"

"Of course it's only in the third year of high school." Ting Shuang talked while eating.

The shop owner also encouraged: "Yes, it's good to pass the test."

Ting Shuang added with a smile, "because life will only be more difficult in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was rushed by the store owner who was concerned about the candidates and placed them on an empty table by the roadside. He ate the rest of the wontons alone in the bleak autumn wind.

He also often ran to the roof of the Roborun headquarters building alone during his lunch break.

There is a lot like the roof of the LR office, there is no one else, and you can see the scenery far away.

He had lunch on it, took a nap, raised cacti that were not afraid of freezing, thought about some meaningful or meaningless issues, and occasionally leaned on the fence to call Bai Changyi to wake up, looking very tall God, there is something I don't know about being a professor, tell me about it.

Bai Changyi glanced at the clock and said tg, it's only half past five, Germany has started to use winter time, and our time difference has changed from six hours to seven hours.

Ting Shuang said, "professor, my professor."

Bai Changyi had to indulge and said, well, why can't you?

Tingshuang also likes to lie under the cypress tree in the yard.

The sky, covered by the cypress trees, shifted, as if every time he lay down and rose again, old stars fell and new stars rose.

The fallen leaves around him piled up thicker and thicker, then withered, smashed, and swept away, and the plants in the yard changed their appearances, except for the cypress tree.

It's winter.

Orion rises overhead, and to the southeast, Sirius shines like a beacon to the night.

Zhu Ao recovered well. Most of the time he no longer needs to be in a wheelchair. Under the guidance and hard practice of a special person, he slowly and difficultly got used to walking with crutches, just as he slowly and difficultly used to his teacher's moral concern. daughter-in-law.

In December, Zhu Ao returned to Roborun headquarters, accompanied by Ting Shuang.

In the afternoon of the same day, Ting Shuang submitted an application for ending the internship.

That evening, Zhu Ao and Ting Shuang stood on the roof of the Roborun Building for the first time.

Leaning on a cane, he walked to the fence step by step, saw the pot of cactus that was placed by someone who didn't know who put it, and said, "I didn't expect others to come up."

Ting Shuang said, "That's my cactus."

In fact, he felt in his heart that when he was alone, the roof of the building also belonged to him.

The wind coming and going on the roof and the scenery that can be seen are also his.

"People in the R&D department like you very much." Zhu Ao said, "The most important department of roborun is the R&D department."

Ting Shuang understood what Zhu Ao meant, but he no longer had the will: "It's very important, so I propose this year's year-end award company to send girlfriends or boyfriends to the backbones of the R&D department."

Zhu Ao received Ting Shuang's refusal in this frivolous answer.

"You didn't think that way before." Zhu Ao remembered that no matter what kind of troubles Ting Shuang had with his family, he never wavered about coming back to take over the company, "At least before May this year, you didn't think so. of."

Ting Shuang looked at the sinking sun and didn't speak.

Zhu Ao was silent for a while, then said, "When I stood here for the first time sixteen years ago, the building was still under construction, and the ground was full of sand and cement. Roborun only bought one of the floors."

Tingshuang suddenly said something that sounded completely irrelevant: "The building where lr is now was destroyed in World War II and rebuilt in 1946."

Zhu Ao glanced at Ting Shuang and continued: "I was standing here at the time, worried that I would not be able to pay the employees' wages next month. I was just thinking, what exactly is the company."

Ting Shuang also continued to say to herself: "I stood on the roof of that building for the first time six months ago, thinking, what the hell is a university."

Zhu Ao didn't say anything further.

Ting Shuang also stopped.

After standing for too long, Zhu Ao changed his hand to support the crutches, but Ting Shuang tried to help him, but he blocked him.

"I wish Ao there will be many sorry people in his life." He looked down at the crutches in his hand, "your mother, your aunt, your brother, and you."

Ting Shuang didn't answer.

Zhu Ao looked at the half-sinking red sun, and narrowed his eyes: "But I only need to think of how many families roborun has supported during the most difficult time, and how many families have been supported by enterprises that use roborun equipment to make things, I will live in my life. There is nothing to regret. Do you understand? It has changed the lives of countless people, it has saved countless lives." He turned to look at Ting Shuang, who was standing beside him, "You also have this chance, maybe you can still Do more than me."

Ting Shuang felt Zhu Ao's gaze, but did not turn her head.

"My professor." He changed the name of Bai Changyi back again, with natural respect and the hidden love under this name, "My professor also said that a little bit of genius can change everyone's life. Destiny. He said the university was the vanguard of mankind."

Zhu Ao thought that Tingshuang wanted to go with Bai Changyi, but Tingshuang then said: "But I don't think so. University is not the pioneer of mankind, he is. Dad, the company doesn't want to save anyone's life or support anyone, it's you Think. Dad, do you understand? I love him, but I won't stand on the top of lr's building forever for him, I'll just go up often and accompany him to blow the air."

The sunset is getting darker and darker.

The light on Zhu Ao's face also dimmed a little.

"Then," Ting Shuang thought for a moment, and said, "when I have my own building, I will invite him, Dad, and you, to go upstairs to have a look."

Zhu Ao's lips were tightly closed and stretched into a line.

Ting Shuang waited for a while, let out a white breath, and said, "It's getting dark, let's go home."

Zhu Ao stood still: "You go first."

Ting Shuang hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the exit. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Ao's hand shaking with his cane, and after walking a few steps following his inertia, he paused and turned back again.

Zhu Ao was still standing there in the same posture, as if he had been standing there for many years.

"Why, don't you go?" he said.

"I forgot to take the cactus." Ting Shuang picked up the pot of cactus and turned to leave. He turned his head as he exited the roof, and the last rays of the sun sank to the ground.

In the morning three days later, Bai Changyi went to work. The winter night in Germany is very long. He was driving in the dark, snow was blowing in front of the car window, he was blocked on the road, and some guitars that Ting Shuang had recorded for him were playing and singing on the stereo in the car.

When he got downstairs at the lr house, the first ray of sunlight came up. In that ray of light, he saw a pot of cactus on the roof fence covered with a thick layer of snow.

He remembered that Ting Shuang once stood on the roof and proposed: "put this pot of cactus on the ground when you are not on the roof, and if you have time to come upstairs, put it on the table. If I pass by the lr place, put it on the table. , I looked up and saw this pot of cactus, I went up to find you for a tryst, how about it?"

Bai Changyi shook the snow on his shoulders and the soles of his shoes, walked into the lr building, poured two cups of coffee and brought them up to the roof just like an ordinary summer afternoon.