Domineering president, forgive me

At midnight, Xiangyang had another nightmare. In her dream, she dreamed of cars crashing down the road and breaking up after a violent collision. During this time, she always has this dream. The dream is frequent, and the picture in the dream becomes clearer and clearer. She clearly saw the face in her dream. Her father was stuck in the driver's seat, his eyes were round, and his whole body was stained with scarlet blood.

The car body shook.

Dad's broken body fell to the ground, and there was a loud sound behind him.

She was there, too——

Across the street, Dad grinned at her.

He wriggled his lips, trying to tell her something.

She yelled at the front and ran forward recklessly. She ran with great strides, and the picture in front followed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get close.

"Don't... Dad... Don't go..."

Jiang Yuanzhou, who stood next to her, was awakened by her voice.

At night, the people on the bed wriggled uneasily and did not wake up, but showed panic.

Jiang Yuanzhou frowned and suddenly clasped her hand.

"Xiangyang, I'm here, I'm by your side." He called softly, not sure whether the people in bed could hear their voice at this time, but did what they could do as much as possible.

Xiangyang just had nightmares repeatedly. He was tired after suffering for a while. Soon, people calmed down and there was no more noise.

There were still two deep red tears on his face.

Jiang Yuanzhou was distressed. The doctor who visited Xiangyang told Jiang Yuanzhou that Xiangyang was heartbroken. Heartache also needs a cardiologist. Physical contusions can be treated with drugs and time and are intact. Once there is a gap in the desirable position, it is difficult to make up for it.

Xiangyang continues to be so unwilling to communicate with others. Lock yourself completely in a closed space and despair. Over time, collapse is inevitable.

"Xiangyang, I will always be with you." He leaned over and dropped a hot kiss on her forehead.

In this life, I will be by your side.

never abandon.

So, Xiangyang, can you not leave me.

After a drowsy night's sleep, Xiangyang's condition is still as usual. After waking up, his head has a burst pain. He put his hands on the bed and managed to get out of bed. The eyes scanned the room at that moment, and the heart beat 'cluttered'. The scene alternated, and she couldn't change it for the moment.

Suddenly, she shook her head and laughed.

She almost forgot that Jiang Yuanzhou had taken her back to her original home.

She really went home, back to the place that belongs to her most.

The room was empty and windy, and the half closed windows poured in. She got up and looked around. Everything in front of her was still everything she knew. After leaving for so long, in fact, what I miss most is here. After all, this place carries too many memories. Touch your hand on the table and stick a thin layer of dust on your finger abdomen.

I haven't been back for a long time. Everything here is stained with the breath of time.

Where's Jiang Yuanzhou? What about him?

She pushed the door and walked out. As soon as she came out of the room, she heard some collision. Xiangyang was curious. He walked all the way to the kitchen door along the sound and saw the plastered figure in the kitchen.

At first glance, it is Jiang Yuanzhou. He was dressed in a black shirt and wrapped in a bright red apron. His figure hurried around the kitchen. He looked a little funny.

"What are you doing? Catch mice? "

Seeing Xiangyang, Jiang Yuanzhou put down his things.

"Why did you go downstairs?" Looking up and down, he noticed her bare feet and accentuated her tone: "why don't you even wear shoes downstairs?"

Xiangyang looked down and said, "I forgot."

"You haven't recovered yet. You can't catch a cold." Then he took off his shoes and kicked them to her feet. In a completely command tone, "hurry, put them on."

Xiangyang stepped on his shoes and stopped in front of him: "did you catch a mouse?"

"Where are mice?" Jiang Yuanzhou turned his head awkwardly and coughed a few times: "I... I'm preparing food for you. I'm afraid you'll be hungry when you wake up."

He didn't expect that he would make so much noise.

"Really? I can have porridge. "

"What kind of... Porridge?"

"The simplest kind is water and rice." Xiangyang further explained.

The difficulty was greatly reduced, but Jiang Yuanzhou frowned.

Even the simplest porridge, he still felt thorny. But since it is what Xiangyang wants, he has to try his best. With calm determination, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the cupboard to search again.

Half a long time later, I found a bag of rice in the corner.

"Look, is this rice overdue?" For a long time, he was not sure how long this meter would stay in this corner.

The house was really uninhabited for too long. It was empty for too long. It was difficult for him to find a green onion in the kitchen.

"How can the rice expire?" Xiangyang stepped forward, took the bag, looked down and found the mark on the rice bag: "you see, there is a production date on it."

"Really?"

Jiang Yuanzhou frowned and looked blankly.

Xiangyang began to doubt what she ate last night.

Jiang Yuanzhou looks like this

"Well, you stand aside. I cook porridge. "

Xiangyang doubted again, "can you? Why don't I come? "

"No, I'll come. I can. " Jiang Yuanzhou insisted and hardened his scalp.

When he couldn't find the scissors, he clumsily cut the packing bag with a kitchen knife and poured the rice into the soup pot. Every time he put it, he would look back at Xiangyang next to him and seek her affirmation with his eyes.

"Yes." When she heard her voice, she walked to the sink with the pot.

"Is this... Enough?" He looked at what was not in the bowl. Jiang Yuanzhou wondered and asked, "do I want to add some more? It looks too little. "

"When you fire and cook, it will become more. Don't worry."

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded and inadvertently spilled some fine sweat on his forehead.

Cooking is really too difficult for him.

Jiang Yuanzhou washed rice, added water, and then put the pot on the stove. Everything follows the process. At the last step, it goes wrong again.

He half bent over and tried to light it several times, but failed several times“ How? I was fine when I used it last night. Why is there no fire now? " The expression became more anxious.

He can easily win hundreds of millions of big lists outside without changing his face. Wait until the kitchen, hands flustered, don't even know where they fall.

It's too hard.

Several failed blows made Jiang Yuanzhou recognize the reality. He vented: "forget it, I'll take you out to eat. Anyway, the servant and housekeeper will be back soon. "

"Don't worry." Xiangyang stopped him and squatted down to check. Open the cupboard and rub the pipe to find the answer quickly.

"You just didn't open the valve." She turned and lit it again.