Ning Qiangwei gave Fang Zhicheng a disdainful look and said, "When are you going to return to Hanzhou?"
Fang Zhicheng thought for a moment and said, "Probably two or three days. Although the matter is over, I still think I should accompany you for a few days."
Ning Qiangwei's cheeks flushed and she muttered, "Who wants you to accompany me?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled, pointed at the old man's portrait in the mourning hall, and said, "Before he died, he held my hand and told me to take good care of you."
Ning Qiangwei spat, "You are talking nonsense."
Chapter 0757: No Snow in the Cloud Sea in Winter
The biggest change in the sea of clouds is that it is becoming more and more like the south. There is no snow in the strict sense throughout the winter. Even if it snows, it is sporadic, but there is more rain.
This winter rain was just like the mood of the Ning family. Although the old man passed away peacefully, everyone was immersed in grief.
Fang Zhicheng stood in the Ning family's old house, looking at the hazy winter rain, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't grasp the key points. There were many clues in his mind, but they just flashed by.
In addition to Song Wendi, Ning Lao was the second mentor in his life. Although Ning Lao arranged some things very secretly, Fang Zhicheng still felt that his fate had gradually changed since he met this old man. He would encounter many difficulties and find many dead ends. These difficulties and dead ends seemed to be a trick of fate, but also had human factors.
So Fang Zhicheng is now wondering whether this is an intentional arrangement by Mr. Ning.
Of course, Fang Zhicheng encountered many difficult problems, but he was able to solve them in the end. I'm afraid that Mr. Ning was also involved in this.
Although he did not have much contact with the old man, when he really left, Fang Zhicheng felt a sense of loss, as if there was one less person in the world who understood him the most.
Old Ning was watching him quietly from the side, reading about his achievements in officialdom over the past few years. He was a bystander and seemed to be the planner as well.
Ning Qiangwei saw Fang Zhicheng was a little absent-minded, and whispered: "What's wrong with you? You look like a fool."
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Ning Qiangwei, stretched out his hand and touched the end of Ning Qiangwei's hair, breaking a crystal raindrop, and smiled: "It's nothing, people should learn to empty themselves occasionally and think about nothing, otherwise, the nerves will be too tense and too tired."
Ning Qiangwei stared at Fang Zhicheng for a long time. Before she met Fang Zhicheng, Ning Qiangwei actually didn't like men like Fang Zhicheng. She could never tell what he was thinking. He seemed to be always calculating something, and he had to go around in circles when he spoke or did things. He was not straightforward at all.
But after getting along with Fang Zhicheng for a long time, Ning Qiangwei found that this kind of man is not bad. Although it is troublesome, it feels very mysterious. She suddenly stretched out her hand and quickly grabbed Fang Zhicheng's head. Fang Zhicheng exclaimed and looked at her in confusion. Ning Qiangwei spread her hands and said, "You have white hair."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "I had it when I was in elementary school, which shows that I am good at thinking."
Ning Qiangwei rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and said, "White hair makes you look miserable. You should think less in the future."
Fang Zhicheng asked: "Are you concerned about me?"
Ning Qiangwei shook her head and said, "I was just saying it casually, don't think too much about it."
Fang Zhicheng thought for a moment and said, "Shall we have a good chat?"
Ning Qiangwei looked at Fang Zhicheng strangely and asked puzzledly: "Weren't we chatting just now?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Although we are chatting, we are not having a good chat."
Fang Zhicheng thought about it carefully. Every time he chatted with Ning Qiangwei, they would start attacking each other in just a few words. He hoped to have a conversation with Ning Qiangwei without the smoke of gunpowder.
Ning Qiangwei tilted her head, her beautiful eyes turned for a long time, her tone still a little aggressive, "Then let's have a good chat, what do you want to talk about?"
Fang Zhicheng said: "Let's talk about our future. For example, after we get married, how will you and I manage our family, our relationship, our career, and our life?"
Ning Qiangwei smiled and said, "I just told you to stop thinking too much, but you are such a troublesome person. It must be so tiring to think so much."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head, reached into his pocket and pinched the cigarette box, but didn't take it out. Ning Qiangwei seemed to notice this detail and said, "If your head hurts from thinking about it, just smoke one."
Fang Zhicheng took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and asked, "Do you smoke?"
Ning Qiangwei thought for a few seconds and said, "I'll have one too."
Fang Zhicheng handed the cigarette to Ning Qiangwei, who held it clumsily between her fingers and frowned as she asked Fang Zhicheng to light it. She took a deep breath and felt a choking breath filling her throat and nasal cavity. She couldn't help coughing and tears came out.
Fang Zhicheng patted Ning Qiangwei on the back and laughed, "Do you regret it?"
Ning Qiangwei came back to her senses after a while and questioned, "Is there something wrong with your cigarette? I've smoked it before and it wasn't this choking."
Ning Qiangwei dealt with many men in the army, and sometimes she would take cigarettes and take a few puffs, but the taste was not like that. Ning Qiangwei suspected that Fang Zhicheng had tampered with the cigarette.
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said, "Don't make excuses. Since you are not used to smoking, you should stop smoking in the future."
Ning Qiangwei didn't throw away the cigarette. She held it between her fingers and let it burn slowly. When half of the cigarette was burned, she asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "What did you think of?"
Ning Qiangwei frowned and whispered, "Of course, it's the questions you just mentioned?"
Seeing that Ning Qiangwei seemed a little angry, Fang Zhicheng smiled softly and said, "We need to discuss this together. Even if I have thought of everything, if you don't want to do it, then it will be in vain, right?"
Ning Qiangwei shook her head and said, "Then you have to give me a plan, and then I will adjust the plan."
Fang Zhicheng blew out a smoke ring, pinched his chin, and said, "As a man, I naturally hope that after marriage, my wife can take care of the husband and children, but I think you definitely can't stand that kind of life, so I respect any decision you make."
Ning Qiangwei breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little afraid that Fang Zhicheng would ask her to adjust her current position after getting married. Although she would not listen to Fang Zhicheng's advice, refusing others would always make her feel a little apologetic.
Ning Qiangwei nodded and said, "It's the same as what I thought. Although we are married, I will give you freedom... Well, I can turn a blind eye to your affairs with those women, so you don't have to worry too much."