There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

It was only then that Zhen Jiabao remembered that when He Lian Quan had a nightmare in the afternoon, he had indeed called him brother or something. He had thought that He Lian Quan had arranged for himself the role of a brother in his sleep, but it turned out that He Lian Quan really had such a a past.

But he never heard Helian Quan mention it. Since he came to Sicily, he has never heard of the existence of this brother from anyone. Zhen Jiabao basically understood that this brother should be gone like Helian Quan's mother. up.

"...At that time we were tied up in a small wooden house in the factory area next to the coastline. We were all young at that time, and now I only remember...ahem..."

When he said this, He Lianquan coughed desperately as if he had suddenly choked on something, Zhen Jiabao hurriedly sat on the bedside to give Helian Quan his breath, He Lianquan held down his hand and then stopped.

"It's okay, every time I am awake, I will always remember what happened that day, because the only memory I have left that day is that the cabin was engulfed by fire, and my mother held me on the grass next to it and watched the burning. cabin, and weeping incessantly."

That's why He Lianquan coughed every time he recalled that memory, because every time he recalled only the scene of the blazing fire, this was really too much torture for Helian Quan.

Zhen Jiabao couldn't help hugging He Lianquan's broad shoulders distressedly. Ever since he was with him, Helian Quan had been silently worrying about himself and tiring himself. Only then did Zhen Jiabao realize that He Lianquan was actually just an ordinary person who would get tired pain.

"Helian Quan, although I know this may sound indifferent, it's not your fault that you were kidnapped, isn't it? Although I don't know why you have nightmares again..."

Zhen Jiabao suddenly thought that he had heard Nick say that He Lianquan's sleep quality has improved a lot since he was with him. Does this mean that He Lianquan might have experienced countless nights awakened by nightmares alone before meeting him? For such a long time, I struggled alone in the darkness and indifference.

Having settled down, Zhen Jiabao continued to comfort He Lianquan.

"Although I don't know why you have those nightmares, I think those you care about will not be happy if they know that you are so sad for them."

I don't know if He Lianquan listened, but his mood seems to have stabilized a lot, and he even rubbed his forehead against Zhen Jiabao's pajamas, contributing all the cold sweat to Zhen Jiabao's pajamas.

Forget it, because you are in a bad mood today, this girl can bear it!
Zhen Jiabao held back his fist that was about to be clenched tightly, and even began to pester He Lianquan to find out about his childhood story.

Of course, it was not the interesting stories He Lianquan once told himself about studying in Sicily when he was a teenager, but the memories of being with his mother and brothers.

After all, in Zhen Jiabao's opinion, this kind of thing is non-toxic. Maybe if He Lianquan can tell the story of the year smoothly, it will help him get out of the emotional circle.

He Lianquan frowned. When he was kidnapped that year, he was just a little bean. Later, after being rescued, he became seriously ill due to excessive shock. From then on, his memory of the past was somewhat blurred. In other words, picture memory.

Those things in the past are just pictures in He Lianquan's mind, they can't be connected together to form a real dynamic. Back then, this symptom was not cured under the full guarantee of the psychiatrist, so the memory before being kidnapped , He Lianquan recorded from the perspective of a bystander.

So I'm afraid I can only disappoint Zhen Jiabao. He Lianquan can only pick out a few of those lackluster memories and tell Zhen Jiabao, but what can I say about childhood memories? I was taken by my mother to play on an island before, and I told the whole story about meeting a beautiful little girl.

　But what Zhen Jiabao wanted to hear was not those. She keenly found that there were not many stories about his brother in Helian Quan's narration of memories before the kidnapping, so she poked his ribs dissatisfied and asked Helian Quan to talk more things between brothers.

He Lianquan's expression was very troubled, he frowned and tilted his head to think for two seconds, but suddenly his eyes lit up as if he remembered something.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you about him. It's because the Zheng family didn't have an eldest grandson when we were born, and our mother gave birth to twins, so we took him to the Zheng family to raise him."

In Helianquan's narrative, he and his younger brother were forced to separate shortly after birth, and they met for the first time when they grew up a little.

It's just that no one thought that the Zheng family let Zheng Quan, who had the same name as He Lianquan but followed his mother's surname, come to Sicily to visit relatives, but left the young child's life here forever.

Back then, He Lianquan and Zheng Quan were kidnapped together by the deranged members of that dilapidated family. In the end, only He Lianquan escaped from the dead and won a chance of life, and he came all the way from China just to see his own brother. Brother, just died in the sea of ​​fire.

Hearing this story, Zhen Jiabao couldn't help sighing, thinking that before he wondered why the Zheng family didn't like He Lianquan so much, but now that he thought about it, he could understand a little bit—the young master who was raised by his family who was extraordinarily caring, just came back to Sicily came to visit relatives, and was kidnapped together with Helian Quan, but failed to escape with Helian Quan.

Although some people with IQ will know that this has nothing to do with He Lianquan, and all the responsibilities should not be pushed to He Lianquan, but for the Zheng family who really lost their heir, it is really a shame to pass the resentment on to He Lianquan Nothing could be more normal.

only……

Zhen Jiabao always felt that He Lianquan still had something to say, and He Lianquan was now searching Zheng's architectural style in his memory, confirming something in his mind.

But after all, that idea was too sensational, so He Lianquan didn't mention it to Zhen Jiabao, but continued to chat with Zhen Jiabao, until Zhen Jiabao couldn't hold back and yawned.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep. It just so happens that I'm not sleepy after being woken up just now, so I can coax you to sleep."

He Lianquan lifted the quilt at the other end, Zhen Jiabao took advantage of the situation and got in, with his arms spread out and wrapped around He Lianquan's waist naturally.

Today, Zhen Jiabao could be considered to be doing his best for himself. He Lianquan reached out and patted Zhen Jiabao's back lightly through the quilt, and after a while, he heard her breathing become even.

The phone was kept on the bedside table. He Lianquan didn't stop patting Zhen Jiabao's back. The other hand touched the phone without moving his body, and he pressed the screen to send a text message to Nick.

There is a time difference of several hours between Sicily and China. Nick was working hard at that time, and after receiving the text message, he was still a little confused about why he wanted to investigate such a thing.

Obviously, the president of his own family has made it clear that the Zheng family has no relationship with each other, so why does he suddenly want to check whether the Zheng family has a certain style of buildings, and even if possible, whether there is a totem in it.

It's really confusing, the gold medal assistant Nick assigned the task, and today is also dedicated to the president.

The reason why He Lianquan asked Nick to suddenly investigate a certain style of buildings in the Zheng family was naturally because he was suspicious of scenes that occasionally appeared in his dreams. It's at Zheng's house.

But if this is the case, it doesn't make sense - He Lianquan was raised in Sicily since he was a child, and he didn't really step into the Zheng family's house until he grew up, let alone didn't stay there for a long time.

So if that complex really belongs to the Zheng family... He Lianquan's eyes darkened.

Could it be that Zheng Quan's soul was giving him dreams?He Lianquan shook his head, throwing out this too horrifying and fantastic idea from his mind.

After a dreamless night, when Zhen Jiabao rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed, He Lianquan was already fully dressed and sitting on a chair by the window to handle business with a computer.

Last night, he fell asleep in a daze, and Zhen Jiabao didn't know when He Lianquan fell asleep, but seeing that He Lianquan was in good spirits, he was relieved.

I don't know why, since I heard the previous story from He Lianquan last night, Zhen Jiabao has been subconsciously full of sympathy for He Lianquan. In Zhen Jiabao's eyes, however, he looked pitiful.

In addition, it was only early in the morning that He Lianquan started working so hard. In the past, Zhen Jiabao would only sigh in his heart that it is really hard to be a domineering president, but now watching He Lianquan work hard, he has produced a lot of things for nothing. Distressed.

"Are you awake?" Helian Quan was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and the morning sunlight outside the window shone through the curtains, making the hair on the top of Helian Quan's head look fluffy, which aroused Zhen Jiabao's love for no reason. .

Obviously last night he was still a poor little boy with rough childhood, how did he turn into this domineering president after one night... Zhen Jiabao still remembered what He Lianquan confessed to him yesterday, and he still felt pity in his heart.

Zhen Jiabao was conflicted in his heart, but He Lianquan seemed to be okay, and chuckled seeing Zhen Jiabao sleeping on the bed with sleepy eyes and dazed eyes.

"When did you get up? I don't even know."

Zhen Jiabao slowly lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed, stood beside the bed and stretched lazily, walked to He Lianquan's side and glanced at his computer screen, and was dazzled by the data on the screen.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning, Zhen Jiabao wrapped his arms around He Lianquan's neck from behind, rubbed his cheek on the back of his neck and said coquettishly, "Even if there is some kind of test from grandpa, you don't need to work so hard."

He Lianquan concealed the fact that he had kept his eyes open until early morning and did not fall asleep again, and said lightly: "How can the successor Patriarch be sloppy, why did you wake up so early."

Zhen Jiabao really wanted to say that it was because He Lianquan was not lying beside him that he woke up so early, but as soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt that he was too nasty, so he quickly swallowed the words.

"Why, do I have the image in your heart that you must stay in bed?"

Zhen Jiabao straightened up with his hands on his hips and walked around around He Lianquan in a swaggering manner, looking in amazement at He Lianquan's well-dressed appearance.

"It looks really pleasing to the eye when it's so fancy."

He Lianquan had long known Zhen Jiabao's unrestrained temperament, so he put the computer on the low table aside, stood up and pinched Zhen Jiabao's nose helplessly.

"You are the most outspoken, and you don't want to see if this is what you should say to your man?"

Zhen Jiabao was not ashamed but proud, looked at He Lianquan proudly and said: "Then what's the matter? Anyway, no matter how good-looking you are, you can only belong to me alone. In view of your deep love for this girl, I can still Allowing you to dress so beautifully and go out to show off."

As he said that, Zhen Jiabao was still touching his chin, watching He Lianquan's rigorous and meticulous attire, and nodded directly.