Fall In Love with the Boss Every Day

"Do you love Tao Yanxi?"

This is the seventh time a psychiatrist has asked me this question, and the seventh time I have asked myself this question.

Do I love Tao Yanxi?

I have no idea.

"If you don't love, why do you suffer so much?"

This is the seventh time a psychiatrist has asked me this question, and the seventh time I have asked myself this question.

If I don't love, why am I so miserable?

I have no idea.

A long, long time ago, I handed over my possessions to the country.

I give my all for this land, my sweat, my tears, my blood.

So when the above asked me to follow up with the gang meeting, I agreed, so after knowing that Gu Qiu had turned against the tide, the first thing I thought was still not to expose the informant above.

However, when the bullet penetrated my chest and let the wolf burst open from it, I was in a trance.

I saw her walking in my direction with blood, I saw her face slaughtered blankly, I tried to stop her, but I couldn't speak.

I know she is for me.

For me, I was willing to risk the risk of boarding the cruise ship, for me to be willing to have blood on my hands, and even for me, for the country I love, to sacrifice myself in exchange for a lifetime of peace.

I never knew that a person can do this because of "love".

My blood has always boiled only for the country, but when the bullet penetrated my chest, my blood was cold.

The cold wrapped around my body, and I knew that my life was coming.

But later, I came back to life.

But I am no longer the one who lives for the country. I stubbornly believe that I am the one who lives for her, even though she may no longer be in this world.

I don't know how Mo Senyan saved me. I should have died after being injured so badly.

But then Mo Senyan told me that she asked him to save me.

Later, Mo Senyan told me a lot of her stories.

Some I know, and some I don't.

In the process of what I knew and what I didn't know, I gradually realized that she had done so much for the sake of it.

It turns out that "love" is such a mysterious thing, it can make two strangers become intimate and lingering, and even sacrifice themselves for each other.

I fell into deep self-blame and remorse, and I wanted to tell her that I wasn't worth it because I didn't know how to love.

Everything I have is dedicated to the country. I only know loyalty and obedience to orders, but never love.

After a series of psychotherapy, my self-blame and regret have not been relieved, but have a tendency to deepen.

One day, I want to go with her.

But that day, when I saw her, the moment I took her into my arms, I just wanted to take possession of her fiercely and integrate with her completely.

Later, we are together, everything is so logical and calm and natural.

But I keep thinking, do I love her?

I can give up everything I have for her, as long as it is what she wants, no matter how hard I work, I will help her get it. She hands her water when she is thirsty, and feeds her food when she is hungry. satisfy her.

But is this love?

I have no idea.

After a long, long time, life was coming, and she dropped a last kiss on my forehead.

The meaning of that kiss is to protect...