My Boss, the White-haired Nun

Admitting that your talents are limited is extremely painful, especially watching people who are not even a fraction of your age shake things up in front of you.It is possible that a problem that you cannot solve in ten thousand years can be solved in decades or even a few years, as if your hard work and pain for ten thousand years are meaningless, that kind of frustration is destructive to a watcher. will thing.And Gong Ming couldn't even count how many times he had suffered such blows in various aspects.

If the whole world is compared to a country, then Gong Ming's talent is only enough for him to be a successful king, and it is only enough for him to find out the gaps and make up for the big ship in the stormy weather.There must be a price greater than life to help the world survive.

If such a story can only be described with the word struggle...

It will look a little thin.

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People often think that Gong Ming indulged Otto too much, so that he committed so many wrong things, and no one came to judge his mistakes.

Shouldn't he be Otto's overseer?Shouldn't he be the one to regulate Otto's behavior so that he doesn't make mistakes?But why is he so indifferent to Otto's current behavior, allowing him to create Herrschers, and even eventually led to the collapse of hundreds of millions of people?

However, it is actually very difficult to look at this matter from Gong Ming's point of view.This kind of feeling is like an old father who has been farming all his life has a college student son who has a bad relationship and rarely interacts with him on weekdays.Suddenly one day someone told him that his son had become a profiteer outside. From the perspective of the old father, it was difficult for him to comment on this matter.

After all, firstly, the task of farming himself is very heavy, and he cannot get away from it. If he stops farming, many people will starve to death; secondly, the relationship between the two is already very bad. Participating in this matter is very embarrassing; third, he has no culture after farming all his life, and he can't understand the fancy things of college students. If he makes a comment blindly, it is easy to say "you know" What" to get back.

After all, his son can only be defined as a "profiteer" now, and the word "profiteer" has a wide range.It's as small as not being evil without business, and as big as committing adultery.The distance between them was too great, and Gong Ming didn't think he was qualified to judge Otto's choice.

Otto was his best student, the one he'd picked to actually solve the problem, and he'd always thought so.How can the conservative king be qualified to judge the choice of the pioneering master?That's why Gong Ming was so hesitant.

In fact, one thing that many people find hard to believe is that he voluntarily joined Otto's chess game.There wasn't much he could do. He could only support and protect the world like an umbrella, making it as stable and peaceful as possible, and supporting Otto with a world of reform.

Even before he retired, what he thought about was how to leave as much power as possible to the world.It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, if she doesn't have enough powerful "chess pieces".Even Otto has a hard time solving this problem, right?

That's how he trusted that man. This kind of trust was not the kind of unreserved and unconditional trust like Ji Lin's girls believed in "Gong Ming".But it was enough for Gong Ming to stand behind Otto when he faced the doubts of the whole world.

It was as if Otto had designed such a grand stage for "Nicholas" and Dracula, but at the end when everyone believed that Gong Ming had failed, Otto still believed that "Nicholas" still held a miracle in his hands.

only……

Gong Ming pulled back his thoughts and sighed softly.

It's all meaningless now.Now he is just an outsider, and everything in the mortal world has nothing to do with him.

He held Wuliang Tajizi in his arms slightly tighter, looking at the undulating waves in the night in front of him, there was a slight sense of loss in his eyes.

In fact, if he can, he is still willing to do more things for this world.But it is no longer possible, he no longer has that ability.If the current him does the same thing as before, it will be irresponsible to those people in his arms and in the villa behind him.

It's just that when I think about it occasionally, I also feel a little emotional.

"Actually... I've always been curious about one thing." At this moment, Ji Zi in his arms suddenly raised his face, looked at Gong Ming and asked.

"It may be difficult to answer. If you can answer it, you can say it. If it is difficult to answer, you don't have to say it."

"What's that called?" Gong Ming laughed when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to hold her left hand in the palm of his hand, and fiddled with the ring on her ring finger, reminding the woman of a fact that had happened just before.

"You are my wife, and I am your husband. Although nothing happened, tonight is considered a wedding night. Is there anything else you can't say?"

When the two held hands, Ji Zi's hand was rougher in their sense of touch, and there were calluses left over from years of training on the palm and the tiger's mouth.

This is not the first time Gong Ming has discovered this matter, it's just that from the perspective of comrades-in-arms, this kind of calluses is a gift of sweat.But now when I look at it from the perspective of my husband, my feelings are very different.

Distressed, but also helpless.

"Then I'll ask directly?" However, Ji Zi obviously didn't notice the man's emotional fluctuations in these details, and looked at Gong Ming and asked tentatively.

"Ask." Gong Ming smiled gently at her.

"You just said that even now that you have a peaceful life, with me and those girls, if you can go back to the beginning, you may not choose such a life..."

It can be seen that this problem has existed in Ji Zi's mind for a long time, and it is also very important.So much so that she spoke very slowly, picking out the right vocabulary word by word.

"Then at the very beginning... why did you choose to become a hero?"

Gong Ming was taken aback.

"No, I just think." Seemingly worried about what Gong Ming was thinking, Ji Zi quickly explained after asking this question, that the colonel of the United Nations Army was flustered like a child in love at the moment.

"Actually, you have been watching the world before you came into contact with Sister Lin, right? You have endured thousands of years of loneliness for this. You can be a noble dictator, or even a god who enslaves all mankind, but you don't. Willing to There must be a reason for this sacrifice for human beings, right? In the beginning, why did you protect this world?"

"I often hear the word 'first heart'." Ji Zi pursed her lips and looked at Gong Ming seriously.

"That's why I also wonder... the guardian of mankind for thousands of years, what is his original intention to protect this world in the first place? I will also have such curiosity."

"..."

Gong Ming was silent for a moment without speaking.

If he didn't know the answer to this question in his heart, he should be thinking now, but no, he just remained silent.That means that he must have an answer in his heart, but it seems that he doesn't really want to say it.

"In fact, the so-called original intention is a very boring thing, especially for the longevity species." Sure enough, Gong Ming began to say this, wanting to change the topic.

"I think that sticking to one thing is because this thing has been proved to be correct time and time again in my long life. Reasons are gradually added, changed, and enriched in the process. In the end, it was simply to protect. If you look at the original reason from the current point of view, it is actually a reason that has no meaning for now.”

"So...can't you say it?" Ji Zi asked tentatively.

"It's not that I can't say..." Gong Ming, who just said that there was nothing he couldn't say, felt his face being slapped at this moment.

"It's just... maybe a little embarrassing."

"It's okay, I won't laugh at you." As if she felt that she had guessed something, Ji Zi's eyes had begun to show a little smile, but she still said so openly, as if she really was Think so.

"Actually..." Gong Ming, who knew that Ji Zi's thinking was wrong, looked at her helplessly, sighed, and said an answer that completely stunned Ji Zi.

"It's just the word 'empathy'."

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