My Boss, the White-haired Nun

When Gong Ming was stopped by Otto, it was raining.

To be honest, even Gong Ming never thought that one day he would meet Otto on such an occasion. At that time, he had just finished shopping for vegetables in the supermarket, with a basket of vegetables in his hand, and his wallet had not been closed after paying the bill. , I heard someone calling his name behind him.

He turned his head and saw that Otto was standing behind the glass outside the store. The rain was hitting the blond man on the glass. The expensive white suit was already soaked, and the wet hair stuck to his face. It looked extraordinarily messy, and the rain curtain blurred Gong Ming's sight and made it difficult to see Otto's face clearly. Only those emerald eyes clearly appeared in Gong Ming's eyes even through the rain, which reminded Gong Ming of the rain on the roadside. Persian cat in the rain.

The sky was blue and the sky was raining heavily.

Even Gong Ming couldn't deny that he really softened his heart at that moment, like a child who didn't have a good relationship with his parents and suddenly appeared in front of his parents crying one day, asking for their help, even though he knew in his heart that he might be The pretending parents still couldn't refuse his request, no matter how vitriolic the parents' mouths might be.

He took Otto home, gave him a change of clothes, let him take a bath, cooked ginger soup for him to warm up, and fried an egg.

He wasn't worried that Teresa would wake up to see this scene, that girl wouldn't wake up earlier than eleven o'clock on weekends, and Gong Ming rushed to the supermarket to buy the freshest vegetables at six o'clock in the morning - this knowledge was his I learned it while taking care of Cecilia a few years ago.

Because it was raining outside, it was still dark outside even though it was already eight o'clock in the morning.The light was turned on in the living room, and Otto was wearing Gong Ming's bathrobe and sitting at the kitchen table. He was half a head taller than Gong Ming, and it was difficult for him to wear Gong Ming's other clothes.

"Let's talk." Gong Ming sat down in front of him helplessly.Looking at this man who looked only in his twenties but was actually an old monster in his [-]s, he poured him another cup of hot coffee.

"what happened?"

This student of his has always been calm and stable in his image to the outside world. He is a brilliant leader and a behind-the-scenes manipulator and other complicated images and temperaments, with aristocratic elegance and screenwriter-like calmness. The script of the whole world.A powerful aura exudes from the inside out.

However, today's Otto has nothing to do with these images. He looks very pitiful sitting in front of the table—it's really hard to imagine a man who is [-] meters tall looks pitiful, but in Gong Ming's eyes, he is In this way, it seems that time has been reversed in five hundred years, and they have returned to the place where nothing started before the long time. The nine-year-old Otto was wronged outside, and Gong Ming was fried by him who came back crying. An egg - that was all he knew back then.

Otto often talks about his teacher in various public and semi-public occasions, praising him as the light of mankind, but Gong Ming almost never mentions that he had a student named Otto a long time ago, let alone Mention how you see him.

It's not because of any dissatisfaction with this student, but more like... the elderly parents are worried that they will become a burden to their children.

Perhaps in Gong Ming's eyes, this blond man was still the stubborn and cowardly boy five hundred years ago.

"..."

However, Otto just remained silent, drinking the cup of coffee one mouthful at a time.

"Okay, okay." Gong Ming raised his hand and surrendered. If Otto had maintained the majestic posture of that Catholic bishop, he would still have a solution, but now that he was acting like a bereaved dog, he didn't know what to say.The blond man could only be silent while holding a cup of coffee.

But who in this world is qualified to let him show such an expression?Who is qualified to make him a bereaved dog?He is Otto Apocalypse, the Catholic bishop. This name is even more honorable than the president of a country in this world. It represents the supreme power and power, and the crown of the dark side of the world.

"I finished writing a story last night." Finally, the man seemed to have had enough silence, and whispered while holding his coffee. "That story has a bad end."

"I don't like that bad end." He stared at the cup in his hand, his voice soft as if talking to himself. "So I'm sad."

Gong Mingxin said, is this the reason why you ran across two time zones overnight from Vienna to England to catch the rain?Being saddened by the ending written by myself to the point of crying, how come I don't know what kind of literary and youthful personality you are?I'm sorry, first of all, I came to my place and squatted. Thank you for your attention. Is it difficult for me to be such a close sister in the eyes of the archbishop of Tianming?

However, he didn't say this in the end, because this is indeed something that Otto can do. It is not Otto, the Catholic Bishop, but his student Otto.

That cowardly but stubborn Otto Apocalypse could obviously change things by writing, but no matter how much he disliked the story he personally arranged, he stubbornly refused to change the ending of the story.

It's just...why insist on it like this, obviously...it's unnecessary, isn't it?

"What kind of story is that? If you don't mind, can you tell me?" Gong Ming had no choice but to say this patiently. When he said this, he felt like he was coaxing a child. Kindergarten aunt.

"Nicholas, will you feel sad?" However, Otto still asked his own question as if he didn't hear his question.

"Of course I will feel sad." Gong Ming was a little puzzled by this question. "I'm a human being, and being human makes me sad."

"But human beings' sorrows and joys are not interlinked, aren't they?" However, Otto looked at him so stubbornly that Gong Ming almost felt that he had said something wrong. "I'm so sad now, but you can't feel it at all, can you? You only think about whether the vegetables are fresh today and what kind of breakfast you're going to make. Of course you are relaxed and happy, aren't you?"

"But if you don't tell me, of course I won't know what you're sad about." Gong Ming's mouth twitched, this time he was really speechless. "You always have to tell me why you are sad so that I can understand your feelings."

"That's right, this is my own decision." The blond man said words without cause and effect again. "Of course you're not sorry, because I was sorry for you. It's cruel, isn't it?"

What kind of third-rate romance novels are you reading too much?Or is it masculine?Gong Ming couldn't help but think of this kind of thought, but he didn't say this rant after all, and he began to feel that something was wrong. Otto's appearance made him think of something involuntarily, as if he was indeed where I have seen such irrational anxiety patients.

But...Damn it, he couldn't remember where he saw such a thing for a while. He had lived for too long, like a computer with too much messy information, and he couldn't recall what he wanted in the first place. the answer you want.

"Then, one last question."

The blond man stared at Gong Ming with his wet hair, and his emerald green eyes stared at Gong Ming.In his sight, it looked like a puppy raising its head in the rain.

"I remember a long time ago, Nicholas, you said that the reason you have fought so far is for a happy ending for everyone, a happy end, right?"

"Although I don't remember that I said such a word in the second grade, it does mean something like this." Gong Ming subconsciously scratched his head.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?"

"No problem, it's just..." Otto closed his eyes and shook his head lightly, then opened his eyes and stared at Gong Ming. "Does your [everyone] include me?"

Before all the plans are started, before all the crimes are committed, do all of you want a happy ending, including me?

Gong Ming was stunned. He hadn't thought about this question. In fact, he didn't even remember when he said this sentence. His mouth.

When people get older, they won't talk about those unrealistic words, but there is still a burning flame in the deepest part of the heart, and when it is released, it will set the world on fire.

Seeing Gong Ming's silence, Otto felt that he understood what Gong Ming meant, and his green eyes stretched out with clear sadness.Standing up slowly from the chair.

"I understand, Mr. Nicholas." He said softly, as if he was speaking to Gong Ming, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

"Even if you don't like some things, you still have to do it. It's like I don't like the bad end, but I won't change the ending because of it."

"..." Gong Ming blinked.

"Writers don't feel sad for the tragedies they write, because when they weave a light and happy prelude, they already think of the tragic ending." He bowed to Gong Ming, his movements were clumsy and immature, as if The weak boy who wanted to imitate adults back then.

"Then I'm leaving." He smiled softly, but that smile looked particularly tired in Gong Ming's eyes.

Inexplicably, Gong Ming didn't speak, but just watched him leave.

So Otto took out his mobile phone and made a call, turned around and walked out the door. With every step he took, his weakness faded and his majesty increased. By the time he reached the door, the clumsy boy had disappeared. The Mandate Bishop returned to this body with the majesty of a supreme ruler.