MTL - The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday-Chapter 35
In the next few days, I will be by the side of the president, never leaving.
To be precise, he was at the president's house, because the president locked himself in the room and saw no one.
The president seems to have collapsed.
Hours of manic roaring and smashing, followed by longer periods of deadly silence.
Anyone who is suddenly told that the world they live in is a fiction, will be crazy.
Not to mention a child like the president, who has grown up in the sky.
I tried several times to persuade the president to see a psychiatrist.
The response I got was just a cold rejection across the door, "Fake... heh, it's all fake, the doctor is fake, and you are fake too."
The CEO's mother and I exchanged a worried look.
The president and I are both arrogant. These days, the president's father is in the company, and the president's mother and the president's brother come over every day to bring some food and drink.
I also asked the president’s younger brother to bring the suona and erhu, and told the former queen president’s mother to show her singing skills, and together they played and sang at the bedroom door, trying to force the president out.
But it didn't have any effect, no matter how noisy it was outside, there was still no movement in the bedroom.
Looking at the untouched meals at the door of the room, the house was gloomy and gloomy.
I don't know who is worse for a while, it's us who are born to accompany, but the background board tool people who have already learned the truth, or the world collapses and beliefs collapse overnight male protagonist.
At night, after sending the CEO's mother and CEO's brother home after a long day's exhaustion, I didn't dare to go to sleep, I dragged a sofa, and sat at the door of the CEO's bedroom with half-squinted eyes.
It's so hard, so tired, and I feel very uncomfortable. I don't know how to relieve the president. All the words of comfort seem to be meaningless to the current president.
During half-dreaming and half-awakening, a figure seemed to step over in front of me.
I woke up!
President!
The president is out!
I didn't care to wipe the drool on my face, so I ran out of the door.
The president is starting the car.
Between the electric light and the dew, I rushed into the passenger seat like a Kuafu chasing the sun and a meteor chasing the moon.
"Where are you going?"
I haven't done such strenuous exercise in hundreds of years, I propped up on the center console, gasping for breath.
The president gave me a cold side glance, didn't answer me, kicked the accelerator.
"Boom—"
I was almost thrown off without a seatbelt.
"President, did you remove the muffler when you modified this car? A car without a muffler can be as loud as 90 decibels during normal driving, while a car with a muffler is only 20 to 20 decibels. Thirty decibels, so you…”
I stopped.
Old secret, old secret, what time is it, still struggling to break the muffler!
I struggled to buckle up in the speeding car.
I looked at the speed limit sign that flashed by the window, the speed was too fast, I couldn't see the specific numbers on it, "President, according to the "Road Traffic Safety Law Implementation Regulations", the same direction On a city road with only one motor vehicle lane, the speed of motor vehicles must not exceed 50 kilometers per hour. Your current speed…”
I turned my head and caught a glimpse of the complex expression on the president's pale face, ranging from anger, unwillingness, disbelief, and despair.
I felt distressed for a moment, then stopped the conversation again.
Here again! Mistress, here we go again!
In this case, can't those rules be put first!
I may have been a reincarnation of a nagging spirit in my last life!
I kept in mind the principle of not opening my mouth, and carefully watched the change in the president's expression.
The car stopped.
A few meters away from the car is the towering cliff, and under the cliff is the raging sea.
“Pop—”
“Pop—”
The waves frantically slapped the charred rocks, and instantly burst into shattering splashes.
The president stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea-sky connection in the distance.
I am flustered, what is the president doing? He wouldn't think about jumping into the sea!
"Boom-"
The sky and the earth were amazingly bright, but it was even more frightening than the darkness just now.
I rushed out of the car and pulled the sleeve of the president, "You can't commit suicide! You are the core of this world, you can't die!"
A huge whirlpool suddenly rolled up on the sea not far away, and the current turned and stirred. From a distance, it looked like a huge beast that was about to devour everything.
A crack appeared in the air.
One.
Two.
The rifts are spreading rapidly, and the whole world is about to fall apart.
The male protagonist discovered the mystery of the world, and he was desperate to seek death.
If the hero dies, the book will no longer exist and the world will collapse.
I desperately grabbed the president's sleeve and pulled him back, doing my last dying struggle, "Look at me, the president's parents, and Mr. Huangfu, we are all born supporting roles. , but everyone is still living hard! No one gives up their destined unimportant life, you are the most important person in the world, and you should face life more actively than others!"
"Boom-"
The earth suddenly tore apart a huge black hole.
The buildings behind them began to collapse one by one, and the shattered bricks and stones smashed down.
In the gust of wind, the president remained motionless, and I could hardly stand up.
"Jingle bell bell -"
My phone rang.
Upright hollow tubular swirling airflow emerged from the end of the road, violently overturning car after car, loess and gravel all over the place.
In addition to the increasingly huge whirlpools on the sea surface, rolls of violently rotating waterspouts stretched out from the thick cumulonimbus clouds. A huge water column that hits the ground.
In the distance, the huge waves roared in the sky, attacking me with the trend of destroying the dead.
"Jingle bell bell -"
The ringtone of the mobile phone is still ringing persistently, and it keeps ringing again and again.
Huang Sha was fascinated and could no longer see what was displayed on the screen. I clicked to answer based on memory, hugged the president tightly with one hand, and held the phone tightly with the other.
Under the deafening noise, I could only scream with all my strength, "Hey! What are you talking about! I can't hear—"
The other side is also roaring hard, "I mean: the author abandoned the pit-"
What?
The second male lead and the female lead can finally be married, and the president and I can be together without hindrance?
My eyes lit up.
When did you start to like the president? I can't even tell.
Whether it's simply to survive, or to covet the property of the Batian family, or to covet the president's body, as long as he can be with the president, it's really great!
I threw away the phone with my backhand, climbed onto the president with both hands and feet, and shouted into the president's ears: "Did you hear? It's gone!"
I was so blown that I couldn't open my eyes and couldn't see the CEO's expression.
The loud noise in the sky is getting closer and closer to me.
I was shaking all over, I don't know if I was blown or scared.
For no reason, I suddenly remembered a poisonous oath I made when this tyrant’s article just started.
I seem to have said that if I like the president, I will be struck by lightning.
I don't know when, all my hair stood on end.
The earth-shattering sound was right in my ears.
Suddenly, a blinding dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of me, accompanied by severe pain like being slammed by a truck, I felt myself flying up with the president, and then being thrown to the ground .
My heart hurts so much, I can hardly breathe.
I tried my best to catch the president.
It's dark.
I lost consciousness.
…
Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts everywhere.
The eyelids are so heavy that I can't open them.
The smell of disinfectant told me that I was in the hospital.
Huh?
Am I saved?
The world is still there?
Does this mean that the president is fine?
I hurriedly tore off the quilt, turned over and tried to get out of bed, and there were dangling ghost images in front of me.
"Bang!"
I fell to the ground.
"Wake up! The patient in VIP Ward 2 is awake!"
Heads and piles of doctors and nurses rushed up, "Are you all right?"
I grabbed the hand of the doctor closest to me, "Where's the president? Is the president okay?"
The doctor smiled and patted my hand with relief, "It's okay, the president and you are really dead. After the lightning strike, they all survived unscathed."
I was dazedly helped by the doctors and nurses.
On the way to the president's ward, I roughly listened to the doctor and nurse describe the situation yesterday.
The terrifying apocalyptic picture yesterday was attributed to a natural disaster not seen in hundreds of years, probably the CEO was struck by lightning and passed out, and he no longer wanted to commit suicide, the world stopped collapsing .
The joy of the rest of my life casts another shadow over me.
What if the president wakes up today and is looking for life again?
Can I stop him?
The doctor said that the CEO's parents and the CEO's brother stayed all night. They just went out for breakfast and will be back in a while.
Can the four of us trap the president together? Take turns guarding?
Would you like to call the little black army in black?
I pushed open the door of the president's ward with a heavy heart.
Who would have thought that I was greeted by a greeting with a bright smile.
"Here you are. Are you my fiancée? I want to see you, but they won't let me get out of bed."
The president on the hospital bed raised his head in the sun, a warm and bright smile bloomed on his face, and the delicate dark eyes shone with a clear and warm soft light.
I stopped.
I took half the steps back.
"Sorry for the wrong ward."
I slammed the door shut.
I pulled over the doctor at a loss, "Who is he?"
The doctor nodded sympathetically, "Yes, the president has lost his memory. No obvious damage was found on the CT brain, it should be that the lightning strike affected the nervous system, and the observation of other lightning strike patients found similar Circumstances such as loss of memory, dramatic personality changes, language barriers, etc…”
…
Sure enough, a Ba Zongwen without amnesia can’t be called a Ba Zongwen, right?
No tyrant essay can escape the routine of amnesia, even the author who abandoned the pit is no exception.
But for the current president, amnesia should be a good thing.
At least not for now.
I knocked on the door and stepped into the president's ward again.
I dragged a chair and sat on the edge of the hospital bed, "President, do you...remember me?"
The president sighed slightly and shook his head, "But they told me, your name is secretary, and you are my fiancee."
The character has also changed. This CEO seems to communicate better than the previous one.
I was still a little worried and asked tentatively: "You really don't remember at all? For example, why did you go to the beach yesterday for such a trivial matter..."
The president sighed, "I'm going on a date with you, right?"
"Ah, yes! Yes, that's right, a date."
Good good, good amnesia, good amnesia.
I laughed like an idiot and almost couldn't help clapping.
The president looked at me fixedly, "Although I don't remember anything, it seems that the decision to get engaged with you was done right."
I didn't react, "Ah? What did you say?"
The president gently pinned the hair on the forehead behind my ear for me, "You look good when you smile."
Ahhh-
I'm dead!
That's it! Do not restore memory!
This man! Such a fabulous mix of looks and character!
I can!
Ahhh!
I can I can I can—
I had a shy smile on my face and a mad roar in my heart.
I laughed so hard, I glanced at the doctors and nurses with complicated eyes outside the ward, and pushed the president slightly embarrassedly, "Oh, you really...you should rest for a while, I'll go talk to the doctor about your situation, and when Mr. Batian and Mrs. Batian come back, I'll see you together."
After I finished speaking, I hurried out of the ward, covering my flushed old face.
It's a shame to say this in public!
Sweet, hehe.
I left the ward, bit my lower lip coyly and waved goodbye to the CEO, and was about to close the ward door.
Suddenly, a cold and sarcastic words came from the ward.
"Oh, woman, where do you think you can escape?"
…
Wait.
I probed into the ward in disbelief.
Another three-point sneering, three-point cool, four-point indifference fan-shaped chart appeared on the president's face.
What?
What happened?
Is the CEO's amnesia so fast?
No!
Isn't that suicide again!
I was frightened, rushed into the ward and held the hand of the president, "President, have you recovered your memory? Do you know who I am?"
The fan chart disappeared, the CEO scratched the back of his head in disbelief, and smiled awkwardly, "I don't know why I suddenly spoke like that just now, the tone is so strange, hahaha."
Is it just a brief accidental awakening? I asked worriedly, "Are you sure you're all right? Is there any discomfort?"
The president smiled madly, "Woman, do you want me to be okay?"
The president put away his smile, frowned slightly, and reached out the back of his hand to check the temperature of his forehead, "I'm talking like that again, right? Do I have a fever?"
The president frowned, leaned lazily on the head of the bed, with a smirk in his eyes, he said arrogantly, "Oh, woman, don't try to get out of my sight."
President Nahandi froze in place, "Little Book, can you call the doctor in for me?"
The president raised my chin frivolously, "Oh, woman, you are mine."
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I was stunned by this scene.
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