With Xiaoli apart, this time on the plane back to Boston, Zhuang long felt very tired.

He knew that he was going to sleep.

Zhuang long finds that as he grows older, his time to wake up is getting shorter and shorter. He doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. Thinking of Chris, Zhuang long has a strong idea in his heart: he wants to cure himself and become a normal person. When Chris needs him, he can go to her and comfort her.

Zhuang Longqiang didn't fall asleep until he got off the plane and returned home.

Zhuang long wakes up the next morning. He just feels confused, but he doesn't realize that his memory is broken.

Zhuang long didn't expect that this time, he fell asleep for as long as two years.

In the past two years, Zhuang long has completely completed his studies and moved to New York. He has his own independent research institute, signed the precious treasure of Ji Yinbing, two people together, developed the KT virus antidote, last month, also successfully conquered the AIDS virus, has developed the antidote. He became a famous figure in New York and even in the world.

On that day, he received an invitation letter from the new mayor. The mayor was going to take office and held a celebration party. Besides politicians, there were also some celebrities in the business sector. Zhuang long just won the Nobel Prize in medicine last month, so naturally the mayor did not lose his share.

If it's a party held by others, Zhuang long can go or not, but he can't retreat from this adult's.

Zhuang long not only went, but also dressed up to attend.

By the time he arrived, the party had already begun.

The scene is full of beautiful clothes and gorgeous lighting, which makes the implicit and elegant smile on each face more moving. There are not many people who know Zhuang long, and he has no intention to meet the big people. He just sits on the sofa and watches them talk about the hot political topics and business topics.

Of course, Zhuang long can occasionally hear someone talking about himself.

It's a subtle feeling that you're sitting there and the people behind you are talking about you. Fortunately, those discussions are all positive. If they are negative, Zhuang long may not be able to sit still.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door of the hall.

Zhuang long also looked up and saw a man and a woman entering. Zhuang long has seen a lot of beauties in recent years. On the scene, there are many beautiful faces comparable to those of Hollywood female stars. But they were all eclipsed in front of that woman.

Women wear a long red dress, skirt drag on the ground, short in front and long in back, exposed at the bottom of the skirt outside a leg, white. The woman is holding a man who looks tall and powerful. The man looks mature, about thirty years old.

Zhuang long stares at the woman for two more times, and then he looks away.

No matter how beautiful it is, it's not his.

In his life, he will not get married. Zhuang long is not interested in falling in love.

Zhuang long had a few drinks and went to the toilet.

He washed his hands and hummed back, but in the corridor, he was dragged into a room by one hand.

Zhuang long thought that there was a gangster who wanted to commit the crime. His face changed slightly and he subconsciously called for help. The light in the room turned on, and under the light stood a woman in a long red dress. Zhuang long looked at the lady with vigilant eyes.

The woman gazed at him with her resentful eyes, which really gave Zhuang long the illusion that he was a heartbreaker.

But he clearly remembered that he had never seen this woman.

"I'm getting married." She opened her mouth and said something that made Zhuang long feel puzzled and confused.

Zhuang long was stunned, and then said, "congratulations."

When a stranger tells you that she is going to get married, what else can you say besides congratulations?

Zhuang long thinks that his answer is beautiful, but he sees that the beauty in the red skirt is a little pale.

She stood there, her figure shaking.

Zhuang long felt that her high-heeled shoes might be too high to stand firmly.

Chris stares at Zhuang long. Her eyes are so complicated that Zhuang Long's heart is hairy. They were lovers, but he didn't know her. At that moment, Chris almost yelled out everything, and then told Zhuang long that they knew each other, that they were in love, and that he had schizophrenia.

But Chris didn't want to.

She was not willing to see Zhuang Long's pain.

If she could not bear his pain, she would have to suffer by herself.

Chris still does not give up. She walks into Zhuang Long's side and suddenly raises her head to kiss him. Zhuang long Leng next, back to God, found his heart slightly faster. He felt that he might be drunk.

Chris's hand was holding half of his face, and her eyes were as gentle as looking at her favorite lover.

Zhuang long was flustered and uneasy.

When he saw the strange woman laughing at herself, he sarcastically said, "you should say congratulations to me. That's very good. What do you say is not good, but congratulations to me! " As if she had just awakened from a dream, she released her hand, opened the door and left.

Zhuang long stood where he was, his face in a trance.

After a moment, Zhuang Long's mood stabilized.

He shook his head and turned away from the room. He came to the long corridor, but at the last corner, he heard a groan coming from the room. Zhuang long took a curious look, but saw a familiar figure.

Fire red fabric, tightly wrapped in a woman's sexy body.

The woman is pressed against the wall by the tall man. The man kisses him deeply. The woman under him holds the man's waist and responds to him warmly.

Zhuang long looked at the scene in a dazed way. It was clear that a few minutes ago, she had even kissed him on the lips.

But in the blink of an eye

But blink!

A fury came from Zhuang Long's heart and spread all over his body.

Zhuang long opened the door with one hand and stepped into the room uncontrollably. He grabbed the big man with his lust soaring and kicked him to the bed. Zhuang long picked up a hard ornament in the room and walked towards the man.

Seeing that Zhuang long is about to smash the sharp corner of the inverted triangle into the back of the man's head, Chris quickly hugs Zhuang Long's waist from behind.

"Ah long, don't, don't kill people."

I don't know what touched Zhuang long. He raised his hand and stopped on the man.

The man looks back in panic, looks at yanzhuanglong and then at Chris. Then he gets out of bed in a panic and stumbles away.

The woman behind him patted Zhuang long on the back and comforted him, "don't be angry, ah long, don't be angry..."

Zhuang long didn't know which one of his tendons was wrong.

After listening to the woman's comfort, his anger could not be calmed down for half a minute, but there was a sign of growth. Zhuang long suddenly regained his mind and hugged Chris. He pushed her to the bedside and asked in a low, dangerous voice, "are you so bad? So hungry and thirsty? "