Cold President, Hug Me

"Come on, let's not talk about these miserable things. Let's drink in a hurry..." Jing Rong said, then he picked up two bottles of beer from the tea table and gave them to Meng Yaodong and song Mingyang.

Then, Jingrong picked up a bottle of wine, clinked a glass with them, and said, "this evening, we won't get drunk or come back..."

"Well, if you don't get drunk, you won't come back..." Song Mingyang road.

The next three hours, all three of them had been drinking

The original full beer on the tea table has almost been drunk.

On the ground, the wine bottles were all over the place, rolling down everywhere.

At the end of the drink, all three were drunk.

"Almost. Let's withdraw..." Meng Yaodong shakes up and looks at Jingrong road.

Jingrong nods, shakes up and walks out the back door with Meng Yaodong and song Mingyang

……

Song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong left in a bodyguard car.

After Jingrong watched them leave, he got on the bus with the help of Yeming.

After getting on the bus, Jingrong opened the window directly.

He wanted to open the window to get some air.

Seeing that Jing Rong drank a lot at night, he asked cautiously, "Si Shao, do you want me to buy you some tea for you?"

"No, I like the feeling of being drunk. At least I can have a good sleep tonight..." Jingrong waved to the night.

"Si Shao, you need to drink less. If you drink more, your stomach will be finished. You already have severe gastritis, because you drink more..."

"Come on, stop talking about it. Drive and go home. I want to go to bed while I'm drunk." Jingrong road.

Yeming immediately stopped talking, nodded respectfully to Jingrong, then quickly started the car and honked the horn towards the car in front of him.

Soon, the black team began to move steadily forward.

……

Back at the presidential palace, Jing Rong stumbled into his room all the way.

He took a shower and lay on the bed, but his wine seemed to wake up.

The original sleepiness, completely disappeared, drunk, also disappeared.

His brain was wide awake.

“Shit！”

He gritted his teeth and scolded, pulled the towel on one side and surrounded himself. Then he sat up slowly and began to smoke by the head of the bed.

The clock on the wall is ticking and rocking, and the time is displayed as three o'clock in the morning.

At three o'clock in the morning, he still didn't want to sleep

The swing of the wall clock, at this time, is particularly redundant.

Jing Rong was very upset.

After smoking a cigarette, Jingrong quickly gets out of bed, takes down the wall clock and throws it out of the door.

In a flash, the swing disappeared and the whole room was quiet.

Lying back in bed, he closed his eyes, but couldn't sleep.

Turning on the light again, Jingrong takes a breath, sits up again, takes out the yellow paper from the bedside table

On the paper, it was full of Jing bao'er's handwritten "Jing Rong, Jing Rong, Jing Rong,...."

There are many scenes on the paper.

It's all written down by that girl.

Now think of the girl seriously lying in front of the desk, writing his name, Jing Rong's mouth will still be slightly raised.

Only when he looked at these words, his mood would be a little better.

Only these words can bring him a little comfort.

"Jingbao, my treasure You know, I miss you crazy now? "

"Do you know I can't hold on any longer?"

"Come back to me quickly. Without you, I would really die..."

Jing Rong said word by word, carefully holding the yellow paper, for fear that it might be crumpled accidentally.

This piece of paper is the most precious thing for him now, more important than his family and life.

Even if other people use all their money to exchange this thing with him, he will not exchange it with each other.

Light - stroking the names on the paper, Jingrong's eyes turned red.

Open the drawer of the bedside table, take out the sleeping pill bottle, take out two sleeping pills from it, Jingrong swallow them directly, then turn off the light, hold the yellowing paper tightly, and close his eyes.

Before, a sleeping pill could help him sleep.

Now, he needs two.

Maybe in the future, he needs more, maybe three, maybe four, maybe five.

Under the action of drugs, Jing Rong fell asleep quickly. Even if he fell asleep, he was still careful and held the paper.

After falling asleep, Jingrong began to dream.He had a long, long dream.

In my dream, he is not separated from Jing bao'er, who is still a 19-year-old high school student.

In my dream, they eat together, go shopping together, go to the amusement park together

Dreaming, Jing Rong suddenly opens his eyes and wakes up.

After waking up, when he realized that he was dreaming, his heart suddenly became cold and painful.

Take a look at the wall clock. It's eight o'clock in the morning.

Everything in the dream is so beautiful that he still can't forget it until now.

If all that were true, how good it would be.

Now he really wants to be immersed in his dream forever.

Close your eyes again, Jingrong wants to fall asleep again and have that dream again

However, I couldn't sleep any more.

At 9:30, Jingrong, with a tired body and a heavy head, slowly got up, moved to the bedside, put on slippers and went to the bathroom to wash

The spotless mirror reflects his face at this time.

That face, as always handsome, just looks very tired, under the eyes, a little black, because of the lack of rest.

Now he wants to stay in the room and not go anywhere, because he is really tired.

But he can't.

Outside, there is a lot of work waiting for him to deal with.

There are a lot of people who need him to be responsible.

After washing, Jingrong put on a clean white shirt and black trousers, went to the bedside and picked up his mobile phone.

Instead of going out immediately, he sat by the bed, unlocked his cell phone, and then opened his address book.

The first number in the address book is Jingbao's previous number.

He pressed the number and dialed directly

The tone in my ear is still: sorry, the subscriber you dialed has been turned off.

During the two years after Jing bao'er left, he would dial this number almost every day.

He has been charging the number regularly and has not allowed the number to stop.

He has always had the illusion that one day, he could get through this number and hear her voice on the other end of the phone.

Though, he knew it was impossible.