I, Secretary to the President

43

When Dong Qiuxuan woke up, it was already dark, and there was only a bright moon hanging over it, and the whitish light scattered on the ground through the leaves.

My whole body hurts, especially my head, which hurts badly. When I open my eyes, my eyes are gray, like wearing over-prescription glasses, accompanied by bouts of nausea.

Raising his hand to brush the back of his head, there was a smell of blood in the slippery and damp heat, he blinked vigorously, and then he saw it clearly.

He is at the bottom of the mountain now, he can't remember how he got there, he can't seem to move his legs.

44

Dong Qiuxuan's body couldn't support him to straighten out his thoughts, and after only a few movements, he passed out again.

45

Li Shangqing is crazy, crazy.

He couldn't find that person no matter what, a person just disappeared out of thin air in this world.

Mobile phone location, bank card consumption address, rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home, expecting the person to leave a note with a few words.

None of them.

He even wondered if someone would kidnap Dong Qiuxuan, but the surveillance at the villa told him that this person left by himself without any memory.

46

"beep……"

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Aunt Dong, I'm Shang Qing, please don't hang up the phone, Qiu Xuan..."

"What's wrong?" The voice on the other end of the phone changed, it was a man.

Li Shangqing clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were bloodshot, "Uncle Dong, Qiu Xuan seems to have run away from home, I want to ask..."

"We broke off the relationship a long time ago. Since he chose you, he has to bear the consequences." The man didn't give the other party a chance to speak, so he interrupted in a cold voice, and after replying, he hung up the phone.

47

Li Shangqing squatted on the ground with a dejected expression on his face. Dong Qiuxuan's house was turned upside down, and his things were placed in a mess. He couldn't help shaking in the chaos, "Not here, not here, where would he go?" ?”

……

48

"Xiao Dong, are you still practicing?" An old man, wearing a down jacket and leaning on a cane, moved a saddle and sat up.

The sun was just right in the yard, and an orange cat jumped into the arms of the old man. One person and one cat were warmed by the sun.

Dong Qiuxuan on the other side bit his lips tightly. He didn't wear much, only a sweater and a down vest, but beads of sweat rolled down his chin, and his face was flushed with two unusual blushes.

He supported two levers and strode his legs with difficulty. Every step he took was deeply weak and tingling.

49

It has been less than half a year since he was rescued, and except for the name "Dong Qiuxuan", everything else has been forgotten.

I don't know if my foot slipped this time or someone else did it. In short, my leg was almost useless, and the only things left with me were a mobile phone with no contacts and dirty clothes.

There is a car-hailing app in the phone, and the taxi record is still there, only one. After asking others, he found out that this place is far away from here. He could only give up the idea of ​​going back.

50

The couple who took him in had no children but were very rich. These days they almost treated him as their own child and gave him adequate treatment and love.

Under this premise, Dong Qiuxuan spent most of his time practicing walking, and the rest of the time, except for eating, drinking, and sleeping, was spent studying mobile phones and computers, and learned a lot of current knowledge from them.

Maybe it's because I learned it before, and it's quick to learn and remember quickly.

The only advantage of not remembering anything may be that it allows him to study without distracting thoughts.

……

51

Time flies, another year and a half, Dong Qiuxuan can finally run [-] yuan easily, bid farewell to the family who took him in, and leave his own contact information, he has self-knowledge, not so thick-skinned to recognize anything Godfather and godmother, all the kindness is in the bottom of my heart, and I will repay it sooner or later.

The man carried his belongings and borrowed money to the address on the car-hailing record.

52

A little excited, a little nervous, accompanied by a little fear.

What is exciting is that the gap of this year and a half may be restored because of the familiar scene. I am nervous about the unknown, and I am afraid that I will find the wrong place or the wrong direction.

But action is always better than standing still.

The author has something to say:

Cough, as for which stupid person would take in the hero like this, I will explain it slowly later.