Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

The first night after Tang Jinchuan left, Jiang Mingyu didn't sleep.

She knew that as soon as she closed her eyes, the nightmare that had not appeared for a long time would definitely appear in front of her again.

Those overlapping and blurry images, one after another, stubbornly cycle back and forth.

Harsh, abrupt, forceful and violent.

With a cold corrosive power that she couldn't resist at all, she was easily trapped in it.

It doesn't look like an isolated island, but more like a ruins.

The ruins cover up the sharp gaps underneath, and there are traps everywhere, with the possibility of injury and death.

Jiang Mingyu was undoubtedly extremely scared.

But I'm afraid, but I can't do anything about it.

In the past, when she had no one to rely on, she relied on various sleeping pills and the exhaustion she felt after working hard every day to double anesthetize herself.

So every time I was trapped in a nightmare, even if I was scared, I had no strength to resist.

As time went by, I began to think about giving up.

It doesn't matter what kind of torture you give up.

At that time, she could even clearly feel her life force gradually dissipating.

The feeling of powerlessness that is slowly being exhausted is like looking at a covered candle, within reach, yet completely out of reach.

But at that time, Jiang Mingyu's work was actually at its peak.

Part of the reason is because she does have outstanding comprehensive abilities, and her full dedication is naturally even more extraordinary.

And part of the reason is because only she knows.

If she hadn't worked so hard, she wouldn't even have had time to sleep.

But now, it's completely different.

Now she has tried repeatedly and gradually got used to the stability and comfort that Tang Jinchuan brought her.

This sweetness is like poison. Once you taste it, it is difficult to face the bad things of the past.

But at the same time, those frightening feelings are actually still buried deep in Jiang Mingyu's memory. If you think about it for a while, you can still feel it clearly.

So that night, she sat quietly on the bed, leaning against the bedside, looking at the dazzling silver moonlight outside the window.

This may be the only view in this small apartment of less than fifty square meters.

That huge window let in all the full moonlight.

In her daze, Jiang Mingyu seemed to see Tang Jinchuan's face appear before her eyes.

But this time, Tang Jinchuan is going to country F on a business trip.

There would be a delay of more than ten hours on the road, so there was no way he could contact her that night.

Jiang Mingyu felt a strange feeling of soreness and swelling in her heart. She raised her hand to cover her heart while breathing in uncontrollable pain.

"It hurts."

An unprecedented feeling appeared in Jiang Mingyu's body. She suddenly remembered something, wiped away her tears, lifted the quilt and got to the ground.

There is a small locked drawer in the closet to the side.

And when Jiang Mingyu took out the key that had not been touched for a long time from the corner of the cabinet and inserted it into the keyhole.

But he suddenly hesitated.

At this time, a soft and soft wind suddenly blew outside the window.

Squeezing in through the narrow gap and blowing the hair on the side of the woman's face, she turned around and saw a small but always bright star next to the moon.

Jiang Mingyu's heart moved, and she suddenly realized that there are some things that no matter whether you face them or not,

It will actually always be there.

After that, click——

After the drawer was opened, a somewhat yellowed document bag was taken out.

Jiang Mingyu sat back down beside the bed, pulled out a piece of paper with ease, and saw a line of small words on it that was still as clear as before:

Diagnosis of proof.

And underneath that, is a black and white brain imaging photo.