Chapter 922 (1/2)
My heart beats on a rainy night? How should I answer.
This second, my heart is as chaotic as a volcanic eruption. My mind is running fast and thinking about countermeasures. However, my face is still calm, and I don't let anyone see anything strange.
”What should I do? What should we do? Is there any reason for the Chinese order to take it back? ”
Rainy night face cold, gentle tone said, without a trace of emotion, no room for discussion, showing the momentum of the president.
”Well, president.”
Many players are waiting for this sentence, to President of such momentum.
The Charter of several major events was determined, and the battle of honor was well planned, and the people left slowly.
Maybe it was a good performance in rainy night, or they were so excited that no one could see the flaw of rainy night.
When the crowd is gone? Looking at the rainy night with pale head and trembling hands, Lao Zhang asked suspiciously:
”little night? You didn't actually recover your memory, did you? No, if you don't remember? How could it be possible to use shadowless? ”
Lao Zhang's head was holding his hair. His expression on his face was twisted and his heart was tangled. He saw some clues, but he still needed to be confirmed by rainy night.
”Mm-hmm, granddad Zhang, strictly speaking, I only recovered a part of my memory, which was all about fighting, but also interspersed with a little picture, a little voice and your figure.”
Rainy night is very honest, and did not hide Lao Zhang tou, but told the whole story, but his tone is still the same as before, very much like the president of the Chinese society.
Lao Zhang's heart thumped and fell into silence. No wonder the eyes that looked at him in the rainy night were totally wrong.
”Grandfather Zhang? Can you tell me something about it? Before I lost my memory? I want to know. ”
In rainy night, I sincerely ask Lao zhangtou...
”President? I... I can't say. ”
Lao Zhang's head is very tangled. After a second of silence, he still tells him that he can't speak on rainy night.
”Why?”
”Because of you, what you said to us at the beginning, you should let you recover your memory by yourself, and we should not interfere with it. You said that you are the one who can restore your memory by yourself.”
Lao Zhang's head buckled his nose, curled his mouth and said to the rainy night.
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frowning on a rainy night, have you ever given such an order?
”Grandfather Zhang, I don't want to force you, but don't tell gentle and grandmothers about this, lest they worry.”
”Mm-hmm.”
Lao Zhang nodded and agreed.
”First of all, my memory can always recover. By the way, grandfather Zhang, do you know that I need the plague?”
Lao Zhang raised his head in surprise. His face was full of panic, but after a few seconds, he nodded silently. There was no previous light and cloud. His expression was full of sadness. He asked in a low voice:
”how do you know about this matter?”
”There's a voice in my head that reminds me that it was six months, but now it's only three months.”
Feeling the emotion of grandfather Zhang, he told the whole story on a rainy night.
”Ah, three months? How is that possible? A few days ago, it wasn't just...
Lao Zhang noticed what he had revealed and quickly covered his mouth.
As soon as his eyes turned on a rainy night, he wrote the message in his heart and asked:
”can you help me find a plague? Grandfather Zhang. ”
”Yes, but.”
Lao Zhang was eager to speak but stopped.