12dz Chapter 415: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Chapter 415: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
As soon as he asked this question, Cheng Zheng stood up with excitement, even his body trembling slightly.
However, due to the restrictions, he was unable to explain directly to Wen Yang. In the end, he could only point to the booklet in Wen Yang's hand and replied, "Keep reading."
Cheng Zheng's evasive attitude made Wen Yang keenly aware of something strange.
She found that whenever she wanted to ask Cheng Zheng something, Cheng Zheng would either answer irrelevant questions or avoid answering them.
It was as if something was restricting him invisibly.
Based on his inner guess, Wen Yang asked tentatively, "Brother Cheng, it's not that you don't want to tell me, but you can't tell me, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cheng Zheng in front of him nodded heavily.
Seeing this, Wen Yang finally understood why he always felt like he was guessing a riddle before. It seemed that no matter how much he asked now, he would not be able to get the answer directly from Cheng Zheng.
If she wanted to know more, she could only look at the paintings herself.
So she lowered her head obediently and continued to look at the third painting in her hand.
As she turned the new page of the drawing paper, it was as if a new history had begun.
The style of the third page is somewhat different from the previous two, and it looks like an ancient enthronement ceremony.
The woman in the picture has an upright posture, a solemn and noble expression, and the clothes she wears are outlined with delicate phoenix patterns with delicate brushstrokes, which looks extremely gorgeous.
In front of her, an emperor in a dragon robe was holding a golden book and a jade seal, gazing at the woman in the picture with a solemn and affectionate expression.
The moment she saw the painting clearly, the memory of it flowed into her mind like a trickle of water, and at the same time she also remembered the name Ling Han.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Yang couldn't wait to turn to the fourth painting.
In the fourth painting, four people held up a huge trophy together, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of victory, but for some reason, Wen Yang's eyes were firmly attracted to one of them. The moment he saw that person, the name "Shen Fengqing" flashed through Wen Yang's mind.
As these memories slowly flowed into her mind, Wen Yang was almost certain that they were not created out of thin air, but were likely things she had truly experienced...
After all, the warmth and touching moments contained in those memories are so real.
When she slowly turned the fifth page and saw the picture clearly, she was stunned.
In the first few paintings, you can feel the warm love from the pictures.
The last painting shows a man lying on the ground, and the woman in front of him looks down at him with a cold and condescending gaze...
"This is......"
Wen Yang's voice stopped abruptly, and the notebook in his hand suddenly loosened, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
At this time, the pain came again. Unlike the previous two times, this time it was not just a headache, but pain all over the body.
It was as if someone was pricking her body with fine silver needles. The pain made her face turn pale instantly, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on her forehead.
"Yangyang, what's wrong with you!"
Cheng Zheng's panicked shouts rang in her ears, but she felt that the voice sounded very far away, as if it came from another world.
The scene in front of her eyes gradually became distorted. She tried hard to focus her vision, but she couldn't do it. The sharp pain from the needle was like a huge net that made it impossible for her to break free.
She wanted to respond to Cheng Zheng, but when she opened her mouth, she could only make a faint sound.
The next second, her body lost strength, and everything she saw turned pitch black, as if she had fallen into a jar of thick ink, which was so oppressive that she found it difficult to breathe.
She felt as if she was floating in nothingness, and a deep sense of loneliness and helplessness surged in her heart. She tried to struggle, but it was as if she was stuck in a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper.
Just when she thought she could no longer escape from the darkness, suddenly, a faint light suddenly appeared before her eyes, like a star suddenly appearing in the dark night.
Although the light is small, it seems to have a mysterious attraction that makes people unable to look away.
Then, as if receiving some kind of call, more and more light points gathered towards the original light like stars. They approached each other, merged, and gradually gathered into a solid beam of light.
Just as Wen Yang was staring blankly at the light in front of him, the light seemed to have discovered Wen Yang as well.
Suddenly, the beam of light seemed to have its own will and shot towards Wen Yang.
Wen Yang subconsciously closed her eyes, and the next moment, the light rushed into her body, and a warm and powerful force instantly filled her body.
Her consciousness seemed to be gently cleansed by the beam of light that hit her body. The fragments of memory that seemed chaotic just now began to be pieced together again, and the feelings that she originally did not understand gradually emerged in her heart in their complete form.
She not only remembered the people she had been with, but also remembered herself who had been with those people...
At the same time, she finally realized Cheng Zheng's true identity!
Just as Wen Yang was immersed in this joyful emotion, she suddenly felt a strong pulling force. The next moment, her consciousness seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and broke away from the quagmire-like darkness.
As soon as she came back, she felt someone holding up her eyelids, and at the same time, a strong light came in front of her eyes.
She narrowed her eyes subconsciously.
She felt the hands holding up her eyelids shrink, and at the same time a surprised voice was heard.
"Mr. Cheng! This lady seems to have woken up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the side, and Cheng Zheng almost ran over. The next second, Wen Yang saw Cheng Zheng's anxious face appear in front of her.
"Yangyang, how do you feel? Can you move?" Cheng Zheng took Wen Yang's hand beside the bed, and his voice sounded slightly trembling.
"I......"
As soon as Wen Yang opened his mouth, Aunt Li quickly walked to Wen Yang's bedside.
"Oh, thank God, thank God, thank you for the blessing of the Buddha! Xiao Wen, you finally woke up!" As she spoke, Aunt Li's eyes even filled with tears of excitement.
"You scared us to death. You were unconscious for two days and we couldn't wake you up no matter how hard we tried. We almost thought you were..."
"Mr. Cheng has been here non-stop for the past two days. No matter how we ask him to rest, he refuses. Sigh!"
"Aunt Li."
Cheng Zheng interrupted calmly.
Aunt Li quickly fell silent, a trace of apology on her face. After a moment, she whispered back, "I'm sorry. Anyway, it's good that Xiao Wen is awake now. It's good that he's awake!"
Wen Yang heard the voices around him, and when he turned his head slightly while lying on the bed, he realized that there were many people standing in the room.