Little actor and big president

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When the little actor was hugged tightly by the big president, the little actor was still in a daze, thinking it was his imagination.

He wanted to see the person in front of him clearly, but his head was tied to the other person's chest, unable to move.

The pounding heartbeat in his ears was strong and powerful, but he didn't know that the heartbeat was beating out of rhythm for him just now.

"Don't leave me, never leave me again."

A familiar voice came from overhead, hoarse and almost begging.

It was him, it was him!

Overjoyed, it is already impossible to describe the little actor's mood at this time.

He grabbed the CEO's shoulder and looked at him at the same level. Then, by the light of the flashlight, he saw a worried and distressed face.

He only felt that his eyes were hot and his lips trembled slightly. He couldn't tell whether it was nervousness or excitement.

Fingers kept stroking the liquid on the CEO's cheek, and what he touched was not cold, but warm.

Those were his tears.

The little actor's heart completely collapsed, and only this person remained.

"I'll never leave you again!" It's like an oath.

The chief executive immediately beamed with joy, supported the back of the young actor's head, and kissed his lips.

Deep, but cautious, with the feeling of finding lost and finding life after a desperate situation, repeatedly entangled.

As long as you can be by my side!

This is the voice of the two at the same time.

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Woo~ My head hurts~~

Eh?Why do my feet hurt so much?

No~ My whole body hurts, it hurts.

The little film king frowned and opened his eyes, seeing a vast expanse of whiteness.

Where am I?

Another white wall, white bed, white quilt, and a red plus sign.

Another hospital.

History is always surprisingly similar!

The difference is that this time the little actor did not lose his memory, and the memories before coma came one after another.

There were strong winds, torrential rain, and landslides.

Large and small gravel and soil overturned towards them, and the sky was dark.

The chief executive protected him, but his body was still so warm.

His voice still echoed in his ears: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The little film king sat up abruptly, hurting the wound on his body, but he couldn't care less about the pain.

What about him?What about people?

Unprecedented panic seemed to pinch his throat, almost suffocating.