CEO and CEO (End) Love value is zero! ...
Xu Xia Xia is very worried about me, but I don’t want to see her now.
I declined her offer to take care of me, and after dealing with Mr. Lu's funeral, I asked the driver to take me home.
Lying in bed, I had a splitting headache and couldn't fall asleep.
As soon as I close my eyes, I think of Mr. Lu.
His indifferent expression, his straight back, his slender fingers, his eyes like ancient wells, and that smile when he said goodbye.
His skull was deformed and his shirt was bloodstained.
I thought I shouldn't have such a sleepless night. He was just a stranger, a collaborator who couldn't even be called a friend and had different ideas from me.
Am I sad?
He always makes me angry, I thought I would be happy if he died——
No, he did always make me angry, but I never wanted him dead.
I, I...
Actually, I want to be friends with him.
Sometimes I feel that this world is not real. It is like a game or a novel centered on me. Everything in the world revolves around me. The whole world is noisy and silent, and is filled with passionate loneliness for me.
But if I tell this idea to others, no one will understand it. There will only be a steady stream of people who think they have discovered my weakness and pretend to understand me, trying to use this as an excuse to get close to me.
In their minds, they probably have some thoughts like "A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man" and "The president might have some mental problems."
So there is no need to say.
Besides, this uncomfortable feeling of unreality only occurs very occasionally, otherwise I would be a frequent visitor to a mental hospital.
Until Mr. Lu appeared.
He could follow all my logical thinking, it seemed like we had known each other for a long time, conversations and debates with him were very interesting, even when he was angry, his emotions were vivid.
So I clearly never thought of hurting him.
Why do I feel like I would be happy if he died?
I pressed my forehead and my head ached so much that my stomach juices churned along with the pain.
Confused emotions.
I could hardly tell whether those thoughts came from my heart or were my imagination.
I really can't sleep.
I stood up, my head still aching.
I had headaches before, so Xu Xia Xia learned some head physiotherapy techniques.
She has very good technique and can provide relief almost immediately after pressing.
The pain became more and more severe, and I couldn't help but want to call her and ask her to give me some massage.
But just before the call was made, I stopped.
I don't want to get close to her.
I have never realized this so clearly.
I have seen her rescue injured stray cats, and I have also seen her use millet to feed passing birds.
The bird's soft down rubbed against her white and tender fingers. It was a sunny day and she smiled.
She was so kind and gentle that she couldn't bear to hurt even a small animal and would shed tears for the scars on a stray dog.
Why, this afternoon, after killing a living person, did you act so calmly?
Yes, she cried, cried until she almost fainted, and kept repenting.
But some emotions cannot be deceived.
Her sadness is not even stronger than mine, who is widely rumored to be "cold-blooded" and "violent".
It was like acting out an exaggerated crying scene.
Is she really as wonderful as I remember?
Or am I just too obsessed with love and put a beautiful filter over her?
Since I couldn't sleep, I just got up.
The habit I developed over the years means that even if I have a headache so severe that I feel black in front of my eyes, there will be no signs on my face.
I asked the people from the detective agency to investigate Mr. Lu's affairs.
I sat on the sofa and watched the sky change from dark to pale through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
The people from the detective agency sent me Mr. Lu's information at the moment the sun rose.
Surprisingly, not much information.
Mr. Lu, who is called the "ghost man", really looks like a ghost, and even his information is difficult to find out.
I looked through his information, and I didn't expect that the first time I formally got to know him was after his death.
I was angry. He was a superior like me, so why did he blame me?
Now when I look back at what he has done, I find that he is still different from me.
Most of the money he earned was donated to charity and public welfare.
In this world, there are some organizations that prefer to establish a more standardized legal system to give voice to those who are silenced by the powerful.
This somewhat childish behavior has made many people in the circle laugh. They do not take these organizations seriously, just like an elephant does not care about the ideas of an ant.
But there are also people who are really hurt by these ants and start trying to deal with these tissues.
However, these organizations are like weeds, growing and reproducing.
I have always been curious about where the funding for these organizations comes from. Now I know that it is actually provided by this Mr. Lu.
As a self-made upstart, Mr. Lu should have been worth a lot, but in the end, he didn't keep much. Half went to his parents and half to the organization.
So stupid.
His ideas were too naive. This world had already been shaped, and power was more terrifying than they imagined.
In other words, as long as I'm around, they'll never succeed.
So, smart Mr. Lu, are you planning to convince me?
Unfortunately, he failed.
My heart was beating fast and my blood was rushing through my chest veins like magma.
My head hurts.
More and more emotions that I didn’t know whether they were true or false, and fragments that I didn’t know whether they were dreams or reality, flooded into my brain.
"A child?"
"What's your name?"
"Bai Chao, come back."
"Isn't it good to be by my side?"
“Go to the highest point.”
"Just consider it as... compensation for you."
“Is it a blessing or a curse to never be trapped in an illusion?”
"Keep going."
"We'll see each other again."
…
I fainted from the severe pain and woke up in the evening sunset.
There are still two days until the wedding.
I opened the bedside table.
Inside was a silver pistol.
Extremely elegant and extremely beautiful.
…
The wedding was broadcast live around the world.
I gave Xu Xia Xia an island, which I bought and became her territory.
She is the queen of this newly formed kingdom.
This is our wedding ceremony and her coronation ceremony.
In the presence of people all over the world, the priest put the crown on her.
I opened the ring box, got down on one knee, and smiled with love.
I promised her that she was the protagonist of today and the queen of this island, and no one could surpass her, not even me.
When she saw the diamond ring in my hand, she showed a look of surprise and stretched out her hand with anticipation.
I heard a voice from another world.
[Quick! The president's love for you has now reached 99%! ]
[As long as you let the president put the ring on you and successfully get married, this world will be ours! ]
I gently held her palm and smiled.
One shot hit her heart.
Blood flowers bloom on the white wedding dress.
Bigger, redder, and prettier than the one on the shirt.
[The president's love value drops sharply! ]
[Alert, love value drops sharply! ]
[99…87…60…30…Alert! Alert! Love value has returned to zero!!!]
【Strategy failed! 】
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