My Boss, the White-haired Nun

The number of words in this chapter is 2333, it really expresses my mood very clearly~

take a day off

Don't say too many things...

The current event is [-]:[-] in the morning, and I haven't finished typing.I have to get up early tomorrow, so I can only wait for today

I don't care about adding more things tomorrow, I can only say my best.

As for why it wasn't finished...

I don't want to say anything, I'm a little tired

As a rogue, they have become like this today, even if they overturned, they are still rogues.

I have nothing to explain to the royal family.

R fans lie flat and laugh, dog fans lie flat and laugh.

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"How should I put it?" Planck was stirring the white porcelain cup containing the medicine in his hand, pinching the silver metal medicine spoon with his slender white fingers, touching the cup wall from time to time while stirring, making crisp sounds.

A beautiful woman with cloud sleeves and plain hands with a spoon, such a scene, no matter which dynasty or generation it is in, will always be a scene that countless people will admire but dream of.

If it weren't for the male protagonist in the picture who was paralyzed on the bed like a cripple.

"Although it may be too much. But from my point of view, I still hope that you can change your mind on this issue."

When she said these words, she didn't look at the man she was talking to, but looked down at the cup in her hand.

In the cup, the brown liquid swirls gently under the stirring of the medicine spoon, a little light-colored froth on the top floats with the swirl, and there are also tiny warm water vapors that slowly flow from the surface of the water. rising.

"After all, since I was a child, I have been asking for your help. Don't be too much in debt. Since I have already asked as much as you, since I have asked you so much , then a little more, it doesn’t really matter, does it?”

In Gong Ming's line of sight, the green-haired woman slowed down her tone, almost whispering those words in a single word.

"Although I don't think I have any qualifications to persuade you. But...Nancy...she really likes you. "

She paused here, as if swallowing something she was about to blurt out.

"She really did a lot of things for you. You saw some of these things on the bright side, but you pretended not to see them. There are many things you didn't see at all, so you can accept those things with peace of mind. .”

"..."

Gong Ming opened his mouth when he heard the words, but stopped talking.

"At the time in Berlin, you set off from here to there, and then after the collapse broke out there. Nancy asked twelve times a day about the situation there, received seven telegrams, and sent twelve people to go there I went to Germany to investigate. Sometimes I even have to ask every few minutes if there is any new news from there.”

She shook her head.

"However, Tesla sent her the news of your safe return in the end."

"..." Gong Ming was speechless for a moment.

"A month ago you said you were going to the Pacific Ocean for an appointment, and she sent a ship to take you there, and then you had no news for a month, only a storm group that cut off all communications and routes on the high seas. Then you sent a message When I came here, I just told her to kill you."

Plank's gentle face was full of clear self-mockery, and he didn't know whether it was for herself or for Nancy in her mouth.

"And after she braved the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero and blew the cold wind nonstop for a day and night by the seaside, she finally waited for you to come back, and the first thing you did when you woke up was to ask her why she didn't kill you."

She glanced at Gong Ming, then pointed to the empty bowl of porridge on the table.

"Yesterday, after she got mad and went back and smashed a bunch of things, she rushed over at six o'clock in the morning today just to make you a breakfast."

"..."

"[I choose Otto]? Heh, it's really thanks to your words..." She picked up an orange and peeled it.He said with his head down.

"But what she cares about is such a mess. What she cares about is nothing more than your little trust..."

"I don't know what to think from your point of view. I have neither your experience nor your long lifespan. It's just, I just think." She stared seriously into Gong Ming's eyes.

"If it's possible, if this burden is not as heavy as you just told me, if it's just a matter of convenience for you. Why don't you... take pity on her?"

"Don't you already carry a lot? Don't you already carry the whole world? Aren't you... a hero?"

Her voice is full of inexplicable complexity, like a child who is unwilling to accept that her father is not omnipotent.

"Even if you are like this, can you really not even bear the expectations of a girl on your strong shoulders?"

"……I'm very sorry."

After a long silence, Gong Ming finally spoke.

However, to Planck's surprise and to a certain extent, what she expected was that this man chose to refuse again after all this time.

"Maybe it's hard for you to understand, but really." He smiled wryly, his voice full of astringency.

"Expectation...is really the hardest thing to deal with."

"Because expectations are different from all other relationships. There is no upper limit to expectations. And how can there be a person who always wins in the world? As long as there is a wrong step, it doesn't matter whether it is limited by ability or arrogant. As long as Failure, for those expectations, is a deep injury." The man said softly.

"Monarchs need to maintain the expectations of their subjects to maintain social stability. Leaders need to maintain the expectations of their subordinates to enhance their action, and merchants need to maintain the expectations of their customers to stimulate their desire to consume."

"But in fact, expectations are not such an expensive and valuable thing. It is enough for a monarch to be a tyrant without the expectations of his subordinates, and it is enough for a leader to be a cold-faced person without the expectations of his subordinates. A businessman has no expectations of customers—— This may be serious, but when your product is what they need, they will eventually pay for your product and generate new expectations.”

"Do you know why I never stand on the bright side? Whether it was five hundred years ago or later?"