Good Morning, Mr. President!

Eight Hundred and Thirty-Six Do You Want Me? (Part 2)

Outside the window, strange lights kept drifting past his eyes. The brilliance eventually turned into dim ashes.

Dirty.

nausea.

dirty.

Tang Jue had never been afraid of these words. Moreover, it was never a weapon that could hurt him. In fact, he has long been accustomed to these accusations.

But……

It wasn't until today that he realized that the reason why he couldn't be hurt in the past was not that he was invulnerable, but that the person holding the weapon was not her, Qiqi.

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Qiqi used her hair to cover the teeth marks on her neck before coming out of the bathroom. Along the way, she was still in a daze. I always keep thinking about what Tang Jue said, 'for a lifetime'...

She had thought it was like he was making it up. However, when she was questioned by him again today, she found that he actually cared about the three words 'for life', almost to the point of being sensitive.

After all...did she miss something?

She did miss someone, but it wasn't Tang Jue...

"What took you so long?" Seeing her coming, Mo Xun had already stood up to greet her.

She shook her head. With just one glance, he saw that the two people on the table next to him were no longer there.

Mo Xun gossiped with her, "When Tang Jue came out of the bathroom just now, his expression was very scary. He left his girlfriend and left first."

"...Oh." Qiqi responded, her emotions finding it difficult to lift her emotions. Fortunately, they had almost finished their meal. Mo Xun went to pay the bill and the group drove away.

Throughout the night, Qiqi was obviously worried. Mo Xun knew that she was boring, and if she didn't want to tell him, he wouldn't be able to find out the reason no matter how much he asked.

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Tang Jue rushed all the way back to Tangmen.

In the boxing room, the sound of "bang bang" was heard constantly as the sandbags were hit. It sounds particularly scary at night.

Outside, Tang and Song felt their flesh aching when they heard it.

"My brother, what's going on?" he asked the housekeeper, peeked inside, and immediately retracted his head.

The housekeeper sighed, "When the young master came back, his expression was very scary. He went in and never came out again."

inside the door. Tang Jue struck out one punch after another in a cathartic manner. There was still a wound on his hand from glass embedded in his palm, but at this moment, he felt no pain at all, and his whole body seemed numb.

However, his thoughts drifted to eight years ago when he and Qiqi really met.

That year, he was 24 years old. She is 16 years old.

He was seriously injured in an accident and was hospitalized. At that time, the doctor had already declared that his lower body would be disabled, and he sat slumped in a wheelchair every day. Ren Tangsong was so anxious that he didn't want to make any effort for the remaining 2% chance of recovery.

until……

Meet her in the hospital garden.

She was blind, covered with gauze, and sat there quietly. The wind blew the leaves and fell on her shoulders, but she never moved, as if the whole world was peaceful.

Tang Jue clearly remembered that the moment he saw her, he felt that all the impatience in his heart disappeared in an instant.

then……

From that day on he appeared in the garden every day. After that, not only did she refuse to go home, but she stayed in the hospital she hated most for a long time.

With his temperament, he would have asked Jian Qing to investigate the girl thoroughly, but this time he did not.

For the first time, he wanted to leave some space for the wonderful encounter between two strangers.

However, on his fifth day, at the same time, he appeared in the hospital garden again. But she didn't show up as usual.

For the first time, young Tang Jue tasted the feeling of emptiness.

For six days in a row, I still didn't see her.

He endured and restrained himself.

On the seventh day, he became restless.

On the eighth day, he angrily packed his things and left the hospital. He didn't know what he was angry about. He seemed to be angry at her for leaving without saying goodbye. However, they actually didn't know each other and had never even spoken a word. How could she say goodbye to him?

He came out in his wheelchair, very angry and walking very fast. However, after walking only ten meters, he stopped suddenly because of a figure, a wheelchair.

A girl suddenly appeared in his sight.

After not seeing her for seven days, she lost a lot of weight. The floral hospital gown looked even more empty on her body. Her eyes were still covered with gauze, and her hands were constantly groping in the air to avoid obstacles. There was obvious uneasiness on her face, which made people feel distressed.

Tang Jue was possessed by evil spirits.

In the past 24 years, he had never been attracted to a woman, but when he saw this girl, he heard his heart beating rapidly.

Yes, at that time, to him, who was already 24 years old, she was indeed just a child.

He pushed the wheelchair up. The big palm immediately grasped the girl's restless hand.

The girl was obviously a little shocked, and her hand almost immediately moved back. Tang Jue carefully and compassionately held her hand firmly, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm."

In one word, she really felt at ease.

The tenseness just now turned into a smile, "Thank you."

really……

Her voice was as nice and soft as she expected. picture.

"Wherever you want to go, I'll take you there." Tang Jue held her hand and refused to let go. Her hands were small and soft, and it was indescribably comfortable to hold them in her hands.

"I want to see my cousin. She's a student nurse here."

"Okay, I'll take you there. Do you know which department it is?"

She nodded and spoke softly about the department.

"My name is Qiqi, what's your name?"

"Qiqi?" A very familiar name. It was at that moment that Tang Jue realized that this girl was the girl he had met once before - she was Qiheng's daughter. He froze for a moment, and then, "My name is Tangtang."

Tangtang?

"What a strange name." She smiled with pursed lips.

He smiled too.

"Why haven't you been here these days?"

"Huh?" She didn't seem to understand.

"I mean... the garden. You didn't go to the garden."

There was obvious surprise on her face. Tang Jue didn't explain. She must have understood that there was a pair of eyes staring at her in a place she couldn't see. She smiled: "My eyes were inflamed again these days, I had a high fever, and I was lying in bed, so I didn't come out."

So that's it.

What happened later?

Later, the two disabled people seemed to be in love. At least, Tang Jue felt that he was in love.

He liked to hear her call him "Tangtang". It was a name that belonged to her alone. She gently persuaded him to recover well, so every day in the rehabilitation room, a person who couldn't walk fell again and again on the rehabilitation machine. On the side, a girl who couldn't see anything accompanied him throughout the whole process and encouraged him gently.

In order to encourage this young master, she almost gave him whatever he asked for. He said he wanted to eat oranges, so she peeled them for him. He wanted to eat apples, so she washed them for him. He said he wanted her to accompany him for his rehabilitation for a lifetime, and she nodded, okay, then for a lifetime. He asked her for a photo, so she gave him an old-fashioned pocket watch with her own photo embedded in it. The pocket watch was a relic left by her father.

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