Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

For the third week of Tang Shi's coma, Tang Wei came to see her from school every night and talked with her. Today, he told him about the interesting things that happened in the school. He said, "Mommy, uncle Su can't find your news. They all come to the school to look for me."

Did Su Qi go to Tang Wei?

In the impression, Tang Wei likes Su Qi even more than Bo Ye.

But clearly he is his father.

Bo Ye couldn't help but ask, "Su Qi went to see you What do you do? "

Uncle Sue's good friend Tang Wei looked back at Bo Ye very seriously, "he also likes my mother very much, recently my mother's news has been locked up by you, so he wants to ask me."

Thin night did not speak, just deep eyes.

It seems that Tang Wei is only left to lose.

When Tang Wei finished speaking, he turned his head and took out his tablet computer and keyboard from his schoolbag, ignoring the thin night, he began to slap it.

Thin night went up to have a look, some surprised to look at Tang Wei's screen that row of code, pointed to one of the loopholes, "this side into some trouble, you can directly omit, later statistics up to add a code is good."

Tang Wei typing hands a meal, looked back at a few thin night, "you Do you? "

Thin night this is to find and Tang only kind of interests and hobbies, light said, "high school often play."

But at least he started high school. Now that Tang Wei is so young that he can program, the future must be immeasurable.

Tang Wei doesn't want to put on any more in front of thin night. He has already torn his face directly with his father. What other party's thoughts do you mind?

It's just a bunch of unimportant people.

Tang Wei didn't say a word. Instead, he deleted the large part of the formula as Bo Ye said, and then began to write it himself. He just talked with r7cky today. The man gave him a task to write a complete set of programs to show him.

Although it is casual, but a whole set is also a huge system.

Bo Ye is watching Tang Wei play on the keyboard. His son is too precocious and keeps all his mind in his heart. He is still learning to program. He Can you take it?

Later, Tang Wei spent more than an hour to finish writing the program, but he turned to see thin night behind him. In this more than an hour, he was so silent, looking at his thin back and saying nothing.

Tang Wei did not speak, feeling strange and irritable chest emotions, the computer into the bag, thin night voice asked him, "who are you learning from?"

"Self study."

Tang Wei stuffy ground answers him, "initial interest comes from a few break up manuscript in your study."

Bo Ye remembers that when he was in high school, he was obsessed with code and used to make some notes. Maybe Tang Wei saw these notes by chance, just like a son inheriting his father's career. After decades, he picked up the things he put down.

Bo Ye felt like a lump of cotton in his throat. Looking at the child in front of him, it was his own son, which was very similar to him. He clearly should treat him with softness, but why do They stab each other every time we meet?

"If you want to learn, I have a lot of professional books."

"No more." Tang Wei made a voice to interrupt the good intention of thin night, "I can check on the forum myself, do not need you to help me."

Bo Ye didn't speak and turned to look at the Tang poetry on the hospital bed.

Tang poetry So long, when will you wake up?

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Tang Wei didn't leave that night because the next day was Saturday, so he lived in the ward with Bo Ye.

This ward is an advanced ward. In addition to the treatment of a single room, there is an extra small bed, which is specially used for the rest of the people who accompany the patients for the night. It used to be a night when I finished my work and had a rest here. Now there is a young Tang Wei. My father and son are in a separate bathroom and they are huddled together. Tang Weiming is a little nervous.

I'm five or six years old. I'm not young. I haven't slept with my father.

He was at a loss and didn't know how to face it. The development of this kind of thing obviously exceeded his expectation.

Bo Ye is afraid that he will fall down and reaches for Tang Wei. The little boy trembles slightly. Bo Ye doesn't speak.

As he leaned against his heart, he found his heart beating violently.

The feeling that blood is thicker than water So strong.

This night, he didn't sleep well. He was also sleeping with his son for the first time. He was afraid that he would kick the quilt or turn it down in the middle of the night. He almost narrowed a slit to have a look at it every other time. At the beginning, the little boy was embarrassed, but then he fell asleep. When he was asleep, he was on his side with half of his face. He was fat, and he was breathing slowly.

Bo Ye thinks this kind of feeling is really novel. For the first time, he has a kind of In the illusion of really being a father.

Later, Lin CI knocked on the door in the morning and sent some documents to Bo Ye. When they talked about things, they talked quietly in the ward in front of Tang Shi and Tang Wei. Tang Wei heard a little about the company's stock.He has always wanted to find a chance to see how the boss manages the company's operations. Now this opportunity is in the eye.

Bo Ye and Lin CI talked for a long time, during which they also called several of their partners. Finally, Lin CI gave Bo Ye a U-disk in his hand and said in a soft voice, "this is what you sent me to check before..."

Thin night nodded, and then Lin CI waved to Tang Wei, "little Tang Wei."

"Hello, brother Lin CI."

Tang only and Lin CI can know each other, also because of Tang poetry, Lin CI likes him very much, very clever at a young age.

"I'll go first and see you next time." In front of Tang Wei, Lin CI is not the special help, but the big brother next door who laughs quite sunny.

Thin night looked at Lin Ci to go out, and looked at Tang Wei, "what did you hear just now?"

"I don't understand it in a few places."

Tang Wei is very calm, "I don't have a major in administrative management."

"It's amazing that you can understand the word" administration. "

Bo Ye pondered for a moment and said to Tang Wei, "do you want to learn? Come here. "

Tang Wei's eyes were fixed on the thin night for a few seconds. It seemed that he was thinking about something. Finally, he took a small stool to sit beside the thin night with a book in his hand. He said, "teach me, I'll listen."

Father and son began professional academic exchange in a low voice. Two lines of cold and tender sound kept passing through the ears of Tang poetry. She was looking around in the dark. What happened to her?

Who are those voices?

Who is it Who was in her ear, fighting everything, just to wake her up?