After Online Dating with Unlimited Streaming BOSS

The style of the bedroom is exactly the same as that of the living room, it is all cool and clean, black and white, gray and cold.

The curtains were drawn, the light was dim, the central air conditioner was operating silently, the snow-white quilt was too neatly covered over the person on the bed, and some banners and wreaths were added, just like a funeral home atmosphere.

Rong Yi stood at the door of the bedroom and hesitated, when something suddenly touched his calf lightly.

When she turned her head, it was the mechanical platform carrying the green tea, which murmured slightly behind her, as if urging her to hurry in.

The soles of the slippers were soft, and there was no sound when they stepped on the thick gray carpet.

Under the urging of the mechanical platform, she approached the bed and saw Fan Xingze in a drowsy state.

Without glasses, his face was sharp and aggressive, pale, with sunken cheeks and frowning furrowed brows, and he seemed to be full of worries in his sleep.

Of course it just looks. Rong Yi firmly believes that money can solve 80% of the world's troubles, so Fan Xingze's troubles must be 80% less than others.

She stood solemnly beside the bed, feeling that there was a white chrysanthemum missing in her hand, she didn't know what to say.

"I wish him a speedy recovery or something." The AI ​​housekeeper suggested softly: "Just a little bit, maybe it can stimulate him to wake up earlier."

Rong Yi: "...I wanted to ask before, what is his illness? And his AI doctor, can he do it? Or should I call an ambulance to take him to the hospital?"

The AI ​​steward expressed disapproval: "I definitely can do it, the key is whether he can do it himself."

Rong Yi: "...Are you an AI doctor?"

AI housekeeper: "It's just one more medical function. If it was me, I also felt that there was no need to create another AI. It's a bit too much for AI."?

As expected of the AI ​​butler created by Fan Xingze, the stinky fart and arrogance in his tone are exactly the same. ?

Rong Yi saw that Fan Xingze had an IV tube attached to his arm, and the infusion bottle contained some drugs that she could not understand. Maybe this is how he maintained his life during this period of time, no wonder his cheeks were thin and turned into such a ghost.

Just as she was about to persuade the AI ​​housekeeper again, or she should be sent to the hospital, she suddenly found something flashing in Fan Xingze's hair. ?

She carefully fiddled with Fan Xingze's soft hair, and found that it was a few electrode pads, sticking tightly to his scalp, flashing high-tech blue light from time to time.

"What is this?" she asked the AI ​​housekeeper.

"Oh, this is the instrument to treat him." The AI ​​housekeeper replied. ?

Rong Yi was greatly shocked: "...Fan Xingze's brain is dead?"

You know, WBD company paid a lot of money to dig Fan Xingze not for his face, but for this brain worth hundreds of billions! If he loses his mind, wouldn't the company lose blood?

The AI ​​butler was silent for a while, as if he was running the CPU and thinking about how to answer Rong Yi's somewhat awkward guess.

After a long while, it replied: "No, you misunderstood. He fell into a coma because of some unexpected circumstances. I am awakening him from the dream."

Rong Yi has indeed heard of some similar diseases, such as beauty syndrome, but Fan Xingze usually looks very healthy, and there is no problem with the physical examination before.

She asked the AI ​​housekeeper: "Has this happened to him before?"

"Oops." The AI ​​housekeeper said, "It has happened. But it's only for a short time. It's not a big problem, it's just a lack of sleep."

"You call him." The AI ​​housekeeper suggested: "He might wake up earlier when he hears your voice."

Rong Yi murmured in his heart that she and Fan Xinze were just ordinary colleagues who often bickered. What special reaction would he have to her voice?

But since everyone's "family" had asked for this, she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she could only bite the bullet and shout a few words from the bedside: "Fan Xingze, Fan Xingze is up for work, the company needs you."

The person on the bed was still like a sculpture, unresponsive. Rong Yi was not surprised at all.

It's not a dog-blood idol drama, even if it's a dog-blood idol drama, it shouldn't be her who can wake him up, but the existence he's thinking of.

According to Fan Xingze's preferences, the one that can wake him up is probably the program under development.

Rong Yi felt that he had fulfilled his obligations as a colleague, and it was almost time to leave.

Since Fan Xingze couldn't help her, there were other big techs in the company. She hoped that she could ask them for help to solve the problem of Ai Zhensheng's disappearance.

"Wait." The AI ​​butler suddenly said.

The sound of the quilt and the sheets rubbing softly sounded.

Fan Xingze pursed his lips slightly, as if he was saying something, but his voice was very soft.

Rong Yi lowered his head and leaned close to his mouth to listen.

He called a name.

"...Rongrong..."

Rong Yi was so frightened that he straightened up and took two steps back!

Aware of her gaffe, she smiled awkwardly and said to the AI ​​housekeeper: "He, he seems to be awake... I am not very professional in this medical matter. Do you need any help from me? ? If not, I'll..."

The butler laughed softly. Although the laughter was a mechanical sound, it was so humanized that Rong Yi was a little horrified.

"Hehe, it's alright. If you have something to do, go first. Right." The AI ​​housekeeper stopped Rong Yi who rushed out of the door: "Listen to him, you hate him, do you really?"

Rong Yi: "It can't be said to be annoying. Everyone is a colleague. If you don't look up, you can't look down. I just hope he has some sense."

After thinking about it, she added: "He is a very reliable colleague. I trust him."

"Please help me convey the following words to him: The boyfriend I have been dating online is the boss in the game I told him before. He is a string of data."

The AI ​​butler didn't seem surprised at all. As soon as this idea came up, Rong Yi immediately laughed at himself: It's just that the expression is more human, do you really take it as a human? It is now nothing more than a memo.

So she continued:

"He asked me to give Fan Xingze a sentence, but before he finished, he was forcibly shut down by the rules of the game, so I don't know what he wanted to say."

"But I guess what he has to say must be about the fundamentals of the game. His disappearance also has a lot to do with this."

"If he wakes up, please contact him as soon as possible - or go to the unit to find me."

"That's it. Farewell."

She walked quickly to the door, changed her shoes in a panic, and slammed the door out.

Rong Yi almost trotted all the way to the side of his car, his mind was in a mess.

Rongrong, only people who are very close to her would call her that, such as her parents. Like Emerson.

Why did Fan Xingze call this name in his dream? They're not that familiar at all!

Maybe someone else he called? Rong Rong? Rong Rong? Fluffy?

She sat in the driver's seat amidst the chaos, when the phone suddenly rang, and the sharp ringing startled her, who was in deep thought. Opening it, it turned out to be Mo Yuning.

This high school friend sent her several texts intermittently within half a month of her entering the dungeon. It didn't seem to be an urgent matter, but he must be very concerned, so he sent so many texts in a row.

Mo Yuning: Did you read the classbook you brought back?

Mo Yuning: Rongrong, have you seen it? You, you look at the photo of the class next door.

Mo Yuning: Rongrong, I know you are very busy with work, but really, can you take a look at the photo of the next class and call me back? I have something to tell you.

Mo Yuning: Rong Rong, I heard that you are on sick leave. Does it matter? Do you want me to visit you?

This sentence was just sent by her, Rong Yi quickly replied, saying that she was all right, thank you for her concern.

But why does Mo Yuning always let her go to her classmates' albums? She can't even find her boyfriend now, and her colleagues who have been tit-for-tat seem to still have unclear thoughts about her. How can she still care about things like classmates' albums?

Rong Yi drove on the road in a daze, relying on his experienced driving skills to prevent the traffic police from stopping her, who was obviously in a trance, to be tested for drunk driving.

When she got home, she threw her bag on the sofa.

With a snap, it was not the sound of touching the soft fabric of the sofa. She turned around and saw that the souvenir bag that Mo Yuning had stuffed into the car and brought back from the class reunion day was placed on the sofa. At this time, her bag was overturned, and the album inside slipped out, revealing a bells and whistles. .

Rong Rong, take a look at the album of the classmates reunion.

Mo Yuning's words sounded like a curse in her ears, she couldn't help but pulled out the album and opened it.

After looking for a while among a group of immature faces, she realized that she was once, with a sunny smile and a hint of arrogance unique to a teenager.

Mo Yuning said, look at the next class.

When Rong Yi was in high school, the classroom was at the end of the corridor, so when their class mentioned the next class, it was the class on the left by default.

Left-handed class. Rong Yi still had some impressions of some of their classmates. After all, there were many activities in the school and they often intersected. Sure enough, she saw some young and familiar faces in the photos of the next class.

But what does Mo Yuning mean by letting her see this?

She sent a message to Mo Yuning: I saw it, what happened?

Mo Yining immediately returned: Look for Fan Xingze inside.

By the way, Rong Yi just remembered that Fan Xingze was in the class next door to her, but he had no impression of this person back then.

She searched dozens of faces one by one. Fortunately, there is a list of classmates corresponding to the positions below the photos. Otherwise, after so many years, everyone has been reborn and no one knows anyone.

Rong Yi moved his finger up along the name of Fan Xingze, and saw a thin boy with thick glasses in the corresponding position.

Compared with the boys around him, he is not tall, his temperament is not sunny, and he does not look like he often participates in group activities. No wonder Rong Yi was not impressed by him.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xingze looked like this when he was in school. She also thought that a young master like him was going to grow up as a stinker.

Rong: I see, hahaha, it's so different from now.

Mo Yuning: Yes.

Mo Yuning: He is the boy who has been secretly in love with you throughout his high school career.