Chapter 302

The Scheming President Who Cannot be Loved (P 86)

"Brother Ziyan, I'm leaving..."

"No, come back!" Please...

The person who had been lying in bed for a year suddenly sat up with his eyes wide open in horror. He straightened his arms as if to catch something very important, but he looked around at a loss and the night was cold.

Ye Ziyan's exclamation shocked the doctor and nurse who took care of him for 24 hours. He opened the door, turned on the light, and looked at the person whose face was full of tears, his forehead was cold sweat, and his expression was like a frightened and sad child, but the frightened and sad look seemed to be just a temporary illusion.

Because when it was found that someone had breaked in, Ye Ziyan came back coldly and indifferently, and Yanran was the same as before, the existence of an absolute king.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Quick, quick, quick! Inform the master, the young master woke up, the young master woke up..." For the surprise of the doctor and nurse, Ye Ziyan's eyes were so cold that people shuddered.

When the sound of the crutch quickly sounded outside the door, Ye Ziyan looked up and saw his grandfather who was many years old. He looked at him in surprise and joy. His eyes were slightly red, while Ye Ziyan's eyes gradually eased. He once hated his grandfather to the bone, but at this time, in his memory, the photo he was given to him. And the protection behind him made him find that his grandfather loved him deeply!

"Grandpa!"

"Just wake up, just wake up..." Ye Lao's head walked to Ye Ziyan's side, and his excited hands trembled slightly on the shoulder. "If you don't wake up, Grandpa's old bone will almost not be able to suppress the rising new stars in Ye's country..."

The tone of the joke in the back made Ye Ziyan feel warm, but I don't know why, his eyes couldn't help looking at the door, as if he was waiting for something, and seemed to feel that there should be something lost.

"What's the matter?" I found that Ye Ziyan frequently looked at the door in a daze and lost his mind. Ye Lao asked.

"No, it's nothing." After Ye Ziyan recovered, he looked at the surrounding medical devices and the room of the old house. "Grandpa, I'm injured?!"

"Yes, a year ago, there was a spy in the company. You were accidentally ambushed for a while, and your body suffered a great experience. When we found you, it was a little late. You have been lying in bed for a year!

"I also slept for a year!"

"It seems that I really believe that the traitor can make me suffer such a serious injury. It can be imagined that I must be extremely embarrassed at that time!" Ye Ziyan looked at the ugly scars like centipedes on his wrist and said incredibly, but for some reason, looking at the scars on his wrist, his heart suddenly twitched, which made him feel painful in an instant.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you?" Ye Lao asked worried about Ye Ziyan's behavior.

"Nothing, nothing... I just feel..." Some pain, not some, yes, so painful... strange and familiar pain...

"Grandpa, why am I a little confused about the traitor?" Ye Ziyan recalled what he remembered. It seemed that he vaguely remembered that there were some figures, the disgusting smell of mildew, the smell of blood, the high-rise buildings, and a pair of hands, a pair of hands that were so close to him, white, transparent and very beautiful, but it made him feel very, very...

He couldn't say that feeling, but it made him want to cry. It seemed that something that grandpa really happened in his memory. However, he felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't remember it when he thought about it carefully.

"Because you are saved a little late, your brain is seriously hypoxia, which will lead to some messy memories and sudden memories. Don't worry. When you are better, those messy memories will gradually become clear. As for bad memories, let them disperse with the wind!"

"With the wind..." Ye Ziyan suddenly lowered his head. I don't know why when he heard his grandfather say these three words, his heart twitched and hurt faintly, not as violent as before, but every breath was accompanied by such a needle-like pain, which made him feel that there was something wrong with his heart. , or, just woke up, sequelae.

After lying at home for three months, many scattered memories began to be clear. The traitor was Qin Hao, who seemed to be the person in charge of an important project under his name that attached great importance to the subsidiary. He seemed to have been bought by a person named Chu Jie before he would take action against him, and Chu Jie was because he wanted to get the Lily they secretly developed. Virus data in symptomless virus gene. And he doesn't seem to like the man named Chu Jie very much, and he has done a lot to him secretly.

Many memories began to recover, but it was strange that those memories were very complete, but he always felt that it was not right, very wrong. It seemed that some memories were a little hasty and weird. For example, the photo that the grandfather sent someone to hand over to him, who was the person who handed it to him? In his memory, he lowered his head, gave him the photo and left. And why did he go to SH during his important work? After going to SH, he just slept in the hotel for a night inexplicably, and then came back.

Nothing has been done!

Similar to this kind of strange memory, I can't tell what the unclear feeling is. Is he the man holding a book and making porridge in the memory?! Why doesn't he remember when he likes to cook? He has always disliked the kitchen...

In addition, not only memory, but also his behavior during this period of time, which makes him confused. He likes to sit on the sofa alone, holding a lot of snacks, watching variety shows that he never watches, snacks opened, but he doesn't eat, as if he is waiting for something...

If he wants to go to the company, he will involuntarily stop in front of a dessert shop, but he doesn't know what he is doing.

When he returned to his villa, it was obviously a familiar house, but at that moment, the empty and big made him feel afraid, and his heart was unable to stand upright in pain...

When he came back, his face was already full of tears, but he obviously didn't want to cry, or even when his mother died, although he felt sad and painful, he did not cry. It seemed that at that time, looking at the once favorite villa, he just wanted to cry, but he did not Knowing why, the feeling of powerlessness and confusion made him hold himself uncontrollably, squat on the ground, and cry without any image.

It seems that only in this way can the depression, suffocation, pain, and despair of being torn apart by something in the heart be relieved...

He went to the psychologist more than once, but the doctor said that it was a serious sequela, and it would get better after a period of time. He also went to see a heart doctor. He felt that there was something wrong with his heart, because his heart had not stopped the faint tingling from the time he woke up.

It's not heavy, but it's so obvious...

All the time, everywhere...

In those three months, Ye Ziyan felt like a madman. Because of his abnormality, he had even been to the temple, because every night he would wake up from his dream and wake up. In the mirror, he was panicked, afraid and sad, his red eyes, and his face was full of tears, not like him, but he felt that it was He.

However, no matter how he recalls, he can't remember everything in his dream. Far away, he feels that his heartache is about to burst. Every day, every minute, his heart doesn't seem to be his own. He can't control the heart that hurts every time it beats.

What makes him feel more strange is that every time he wakes up, he is obviously in the old house, and he wakes up in his own villa. The bed that has slept countless times, but the moment he wakes up, he feels strange and cold that his brain is about to explode, and his heartache seems to want to dig it out with his own hands.

Everything here is familiar, but because of such familiarity, there is a rage and sadness in Ye Ziyan's heart. It seems that he wants to destroy something, and it seems that he wants to destroy the whole room completely, because, no, this house, obviously everything is in line with everything in his memory, but it's not right, the taste is wrong, The decoration is wrong, the temperature is wrong, the air is wrong, the decoration is wrong, people are not right...