In the second half of the year, if Gong Lingye is really gone, then he will find someone to marry and give birth to the next generation for the Gong family.

And that person......

The face that Gong Mochen had in his mind appeared, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, it shouldn't be her.

Even if Gong Lingye is really gone, she probably won't choose him.

The day the equity transfer took effect was the day before Chu Mingyao's trial.

Because they had to leave early the next morning, Song Yiren packed their suitcases early.

The trial was an open trial, and Gong Lingye had already arranged for someone to get her a ticket for the hearing seat.

In the past two days, Gong Ling has been very busy all night, because after the equity transfer, there are still a lot of things about the company to explain to Gong Mochen, so the two are often busy until late before going home.

When Gong Ling entered the door at night, Song Yiren was reading a book in the bedroom, and when she saw him coming back, she hurriedly got up and took his hand: "I was just reading a novel." ”

Gong Lingye took off his coat and hung it up, and asked with interest, "What novel are you reading?"

Song Yiren raised the corners of his lips: "Domineering president novel, it's like you!"

Gong Ling smiled at night, walked to the bedside, and took the book in Song Yiren's hand: "I'll see what it's called." ”

After that, he read the title of the book: ""The Emperor's Young Favorite Wife 72 Style"?"

He narrowed his eyes: "Nuan Nuan, are you reading the little yellow book?"

Song Yiren hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, it's very clear, although the title of the book is ambiguous, but there is no description below the neck in it, don't believe it!"

Gong Lingye flipped through it casually, and when she saw 'woman, you are mine', she couldn't cry or laugh: "Nuan Nuan, when did you like to read novels?"

Song Yiren blinked: "This is Moyan's, she said she treasured it, because I gave her a robot, so she repaid me with this!

After she said that, she looked Gong Lingye up and down, and sighed: "However, there is still a big gap between reality and ideals. ”

Gong Lingye narrowed his eyes: "I'm not as good as the second president inside?"

Song Yiren hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I think the president inside never seems to have to go to work, his life has always been related to the heroine, but you are so hard, you work overtime until so late every day!"

She said, her gaze falling under his eyes, "It's all a little blue here." ”

Gong Ling took a breath at night.

Song Yiren stood up, walked behind him, and said, "Didn't I go to do some head SPA relaxation during the Chinese New Year? Then I asked the masseur to teach me some, you are very tired, I will give you a massage!"

As she spoke, she pulled a stool for Gong Lingye and asked him to sit on the stool, her hand fell to his temple, kneaded it gently, and her voice was gentle: "Isn't this better?"

The fingertips on her temples were soft and the pressure was moderate, and with each press she felt the soreness lessen slightly.

Gong Lingye felt that his throat was inexplicably blocked, and he spoke, his voice slightly hoarse: "Well, it's better." ”

Song Yiren followed Gong Lingye's temple net, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and then the cerebral cortex.

The sour and swollen emotions fermented in Gong Lingye's heart, he closed his eyes and tried to contain all his emotions, but the feeling brought by the person behind him was still poignant.

He reached out and covered her hand that had landed on his acupuncture point.

Song Yiren smiled: "Do you think I'm very powerful?

She saw that he was just holding her hand and didn't speak, and she began to wonder in her heart: "No, I learn things quickly, I shouldn't be in the wrong place......

He rolled his Adam's apple, stood up, and turned to pull her into his arms.

Gong Lingye hugged her very tightly, and in his chest, her heart vibrated violently, and it seemed to be imprinted on her body.

His chin rested on top of her head, his hand clasped the back of her head, and said, "Yiren, why are you so good?"

So good that he didn't know how to leave......

Song Yiren took a breath, her heart melted sweetly, and her voice was brisk: "Because I am your intimate little padded jacket!"

Gong Lingye's eyes were sour, and for a while, he couldn't control his emotions.

Afraid that she would find something, he let go of her directly, and then walked quickly to the bathroom: "I'll go take a shower first." ”

Song Yiren didn't know why Gong Lingye suddenly went to the bathroom in a hurry, but he still responded: "Okay, I'll wait for you in bed!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something, her face was inexplicably hot, but she felt happy, sitting on the bed and smirking, even her ears were feverish.

Gong Ling was in the bathroom all night, and he didn't even take off his clothes, so he turned on the shower.

The water rushed down, and he suddenly found that only this moment could he vent his sadness unscrupulously.

The face was covered with water, and I don't know if it was water from the shower or what.

He grew up so big, when he was young, his father left him and cried, and after that, he watched his brothers die, and he took on all the responsibilities of the family little by little, and at that time, he knew that he could not have any weakness.

But now......

He never knew that it was such a sad thing to watch the Grim Reaper get closer and closer.

It's sad that he knows that he may be leaving, but he doesn't know how to say goodbye to the person he loves the most.

Gong Lingye didn't know how long he was under the shower, until the vibration of the mobile phone came from his trouser pocket.

He reached out and took out his mobile phone, the waterproof mobile phone screen was still on at the moment, and it showed that it was Dr. Tan.

Gong Lingye didn't turn off the faucet, but stepped aside and answered.

"Mr. Gong, our team has carefully analyzed it in the past few days, and I am afraid that we will not be able to develop the corresponding drug within two months. Dr. Tan said, "However, we have just come up with a solution. ”

Gong Lingye's heart lit up a little hope: "What way?"

Dr. Tan said: "We have a simulator similar to cryonics, but unlike in science fiction movies, our current technology can only reduce the speed of human metabolism to half of the original. In other words, if you want to try, you can try hypnosis in the environment of this simulator. In this way, the time of your blood lesions can be postponed by about two months, which also buys time for our research and development. ”

When Gong Lingye heard this, he was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you sure that within two months, even if you obtain the extract, you will still not be able to develop the corresponding medicine?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, we've done our best, but if it's four months, there's a silver lining. Dr. Tan said.

Gong Lingye asked, "When will it start?"

"The sooner the better, my advice is tonight. Dr. Tan said, "Mr. Gong, every second of your time you can fight for now is precious, and it is the hope that you will survive in the future." ”

Gong Lingye's breathing was tight, and after a pause, he said, "I'll go over early tomorrow morning." ”