The president called me my wife after losing his memory

The next day, the sky cleared.

After the city has been washed by the rain, everything is brand new.

After a spring rain and a warm one, Ji Li lay in bed, and for the first time had the idea of ​​not wanting to go to work.

At this time at 07:30 in the morning, if he goes to work at [-] o'clock, he can still lie down for half an hour.

So tired, he doesn't want to go to work.

Ji Li sighed, the culprit who caused his extreme exhaustion was lying beside him, sleeping soundly.

Really annoying.

Ji Li retracted her head into the quilt, gently pressed the top of her head against Zhao Ying's arm, and closed her eyes again.

After a while, Zhao Ying turned sideways to face him, hugged him in his arms, and gently rubbed his black and soft hair with his hands.

"Uncle Ji, good morning."

Only then did Ji Li raise his head, seeing his sunny face, and remembering the entanglement last night, he was a little annoyed.

He also has the nerve to laugh!

Thanks to this guy, not to mention the pain in his back now, he can't lift up his strength like he's lost his airs!

He frowned, but was quickly smoothed by Zhao Ying's hands.

"Uncle Ji, are you still losing your temper about what happened last night?"

Zhao Ying put on a pitiful expression, looked at him like a puppy, and while fiddling with his fingers ambiguously, said milkyly:

"Uncle Ji, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so violent last night, it caused you to suffer."

"You still know!"

Ji Li snorted, but who could get angry with such a cutie.

Zhao Ying hugged him even tighter and kissed him on the cheek:

"You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame it, you can blame Uncle Ji for being too charming. It makes people work too hard without knowing it."

"Do you need me to apologize to you?"

Ji Li knocked him on the head, trying to break free from his embrace, but failed.He pinched Zhao Ying's nose to prevent him from breathing.

"Uncle Ji is... my baby, how can I let you apologize to me?"

While struggling, Zhao Ying said affectionately.

It's just that his nose was pinched, and his voice was not so pleasant, but it was muffled as if he wanted to be covered by something.

After a while, Ji Li let him go, Zhao Ying rubbed his red nose, and whispered:

"Why are people in their 30s still so narrow-minded?"

"I'm narrow-minded, aren't I?"

Although Ji Li always teased himself about being old and old, it was just teasing after all. He was in his prime and hadn't lost his ears, so he could hear Zhao Ying's words clearly.

"Don't even try to touch me during the working days!"

After finishing speaking, he angrily lifted the quilt, intending to get up and go to work, but as soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs became weak.

He slumped on the ground.

Zhao Ying originally wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late, and his hand was empty.Zhao Ying quickly jumped off the bed, and then carried Ji Li back to the bed.

Ji Li stared at Zhao Ying, wanting to curse.

It's too embarrassing to look like this now, he just buried his head in the quilt and didn't want to talk to anyone.

"Uncle Ji, I'm sorry."

Zhao Ying is not in the mood to be glib now, and apologizes seriously to Ji Li:

"It's because you haven't adapted yet, just do it a few more times."

"I have to go to work today, how do you want me to go to work in this state?" Ji Li really realized now, "When I got out of my bed, I have to support the wall when I walk" is actually real.

"Then I can only... skip work..." After Zhao Ying finished speaking, he immediately hugged Ji Li and moaned:

"Uncle Ji, I was wrong, I'm sorry, just hit me, woo woo woo."

Ji Li raised his hand, but his fist didn't come down for a long time. Finally, he sighed, and gently touched Zhao Ying's head:

"I want to drink porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. Go downstairs and buy it for me."

"If I had known that Uncle Ji was off today, I would have made it dawn last night."

While eating breakfast, Zhao Ying sighed regretfully.

Ji Li glared at him:

"You'll be exhausted! You go to work after dinner."

"I don't want it! It's rare that Uncle Ji doesn't go to work, so I have to be with you."

After finishing speaking, he put the bowl on the table, came over and hugged Ji Li.

Ji Li pushed him reluctantly:

"It's time to eat, don't touch your hands!"

After breakfast, Ji Li forced himself to brush his teeth before lying back on the bed. Zhao Ying held him in his arms, and the two fell asleep together again.

Usually, when returning to the cage and waking up, it is always very comfortable, but today, even in a dream, Ji Li's heart has been flustered and very restless, which made him wonder if he had some kind of heart disease, and even went to the hospital in his dream Saw a doctor.

Before seeing the doctor, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Seeing the number displayed on the screen, he immediately had an ominous premonition.

It's his good brother——

Ji Yan.

You know, he and Ji Yan would fight whenever they met, wishing to kill each other.

Such a tense relationship between brothers, let alone a phone call, even a chat on WeChat for 800 years.

It is basically impossible for Ji Yan to call him, if there is a possibility——

80.00%, or even higher, is about Yuan Mei.

Ji Li's heart sank, and only then did he answer the phone.

If in the past, he dared to make Ji Yan wait for so long, Ji Yan would have scolded him for being so slow, but not today, as soon as the phone was picked up, Ji Yan's cry came from the other end:

"Brother—brother, come back quickly, mother, she—"

After Ji Li listened to his words, the phone slipped from his hand and fell heavily on the floor, the cracks were entangled on the screen of the phone, and there were eye-catching scratches on the floor.

Along with the phone, Ji Li's body fell to the ground. He was trembling and cold, like a withered rose, suddenly losing its vitality.

Zhao Ying picked him up from the ground, held his trembling hand tightly, clasped his fingers tightly, and asked:

"what happened?"

"my mother......"

When Ji Li raised his head again, tears filled his eyes. Zhao Ying had never seen him in such a distraught state, like broken pieces, which would be scattered by the wind. He choked up and said:

"My mother... my mother was helping my father repair the tomb... slipped and rolled down the mountain, and is now being rescued."

After he finished speaking, he struggled to stand up and staggered towards the door. Seeing that he was about to fall, Zhao Ying hurriedly supported him, rubbed his head to calm his emotions:

"Change quickly, I'll go with you."

Arriving at the underground parking lot, Ji Li took the car key and pressed on an unknown car, but the door didn't open for a long time. He kicked the wheel angrily, and the car immediately sounded the alarm.

"Honey," Zhao Ying sighed, "Although it looks a lot like it, it's not your SUV."

He walked up to Ji Li, gently took the car keys in his hand, and held Ji Li's hand, as if holding a kindergarten child.

Zhao Ying opened the car door, pushed Ji Li into the co-pilot, helped him fasten his seat belt, and rubbed his head at the end.Only then did he sit in the driver's seat and start the car.

Ji Li kept tugging at his hair, the tingling sensation at the root of his hair woke him up, but he still couldn't calm down.

It's not that he hasn't lost his relatives. Twenty years ago, when his father died, he was only a 20-year-old child, but he was indifferent enough, without any sadness, and even had an excessive sense of relaxation.

After all, if this continues, he or Yuan Mei will be tortured to death.

However, mother is different.

Until Ji Yan was born, he and his mother had always been dependent on each other. Even though there was a gap between him and his mother because of going to college, he never really hated her.

He even regretted it a little. Why did he keep getting into trouble with his mother? Even if it was about going to college, she still had difficulties. If there was a way, mother would not choose to treat him badly.

The more he wanted to recall how bad his mother was to him, and to find an excuse for his childish behavior, the more all kinds of good things his mother had done to him appeared in his mind.

Except for the matter of going to college, the bad person has always been him.

But because of this incident, he forgot all the good things about his mother, and had an awkward dispute with his mother for more than ten years.

When he came to his senses, his mother was already old and might leave him at any time.

"If there is no mother, there will be no home."

He covered his face and muttered to himself.

Zhao Ying was driving the car, and those insignificant words drifted into his ears. The man who had always been mature and stable was so fragile that he couldn't stand a single blow. Zhao Ying freed one hand and patted him on the shoulder heavily. To cheer him up.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Auntie Jiren has her own destiny, and nothing will happen."

"Really?" Ji Li raised his head, looking at him with flickering eyes, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, eager to hear his affirmative answer.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Zhao Ying shook the glass down a crack, the wind from both sides of the road came in and messed up his hair, he took Ji Li's hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly:

"Auntie is gentle and kind. God will bless her."

The answer to Zhao Ying was a long silence.

There was silence in the car, except for the sound of the engine and the wind, and the crisp sound of the small wind chime hanging on the car.

Ji Li lowered his head and said nothing, no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhao Ying was very worried about such a situation, but he really didn't have any experience in comforting others in this kind of thing. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to concentrate on driving, but he couldn't hold Ji Li's hand. Willing to let go, as if he let go of his hand, this man will float away with the wind.

Such a situation made him feel irritable, and he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but Ji Li always hated the smell of cigarettes, so he tried not to smoke as much as possible.He wanted to tell Ji Li, you still have a younger brother, you have to cheer up and not break down, but the relationship between Ji Li and Ji Yan really can't stage this kind of brotherly drama.

He could understand Ji Li's mood. If something happened to Lisa, he would probably be even more restless than Ji Li. Thinking of this, he quickly apologized to Lisa and prayed to God to bless his mother's safety.

He could empathize with Ji Li, but he couldn't think of any words to comfort him.

Zhao Ying, who has always been eloquent, encountered a difficulty, so he had no choice but to shake Ji Li's hand vigorously, hoping that his strength could be conveyed to him.

"I can give you a home."

Zhao Ying suddenly said without beginning or end, even he himself couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

This sentence was taken away by Feng'er in a blink of an eye, and I don't know if Ji Li heard it or not.

He did not answer.