Wen Liang turned a corner and saw Zuo Yuxi walking towards him along the tree-lined path from a distance, so he hurried over to meet her. From a distance of several meters, he asked, "Why are you here? Where are the two of them?"
"Just now a man walked out of the door with blood all over his face. The two little girls were worried that something had happened, so I volunteered to come in and investigate..." Zuo Yuxi looked him up and down, curled her lips and said, "It seems that they were worried for nothing. You are the best you can be."
The two walked out side by side. Wen Liang looked around to see if anyone was passing by. He suddenly put his hand on Zuo Yuxi's slender waist, gently pulled her into his arms, put his mouth close to her crystal-clear earlobe, and teased, "Are you worried? Tell the truth..."
Zuo Yuxi couldn't help the itch coming from her earlobe, so she tilted her head and avoided it a little, smiling: "I'm too lazy to worry..."
Wen Liang still had some clarity in his mind. He stepped back and helped Zuo Yuxi stand up, then smiled softly and said, "This is the punishment for not telling the truth."
Zuo Yuxi also came to her senses. She was so embarrassed that she was easily confused by this bad boy in the open air. She panted and made a motion of unbuttoning her shirt, saying, "Master, do you want me to punish you more harshly?"
Wen Liang was about to pounce, but Zuo Yuxi turned and ran away, spitting and saying, "You want to bully me? No way!"
Wen Liang laughed, put his hands in his pockets and slowly followed.
When they got to the car, Zuo Yuxi had already sat in the driver's seat as if nothing had happened. Xu Yao asked first, "Just now there was a man with blood all over his face. He looked so scary. Did something happen inside?"
"It's okay. I saw it from behind. The man fell down while walking and landed on a pile of dog shit. It was dark and you couldn't see clearly. It wasn't actually blood..."
Ning Xiaoning frowned and thought, do you think we are idiots
Xu Yao just wanted Wen Liang to be fine, and didn't care about anything else. She glanced at him and said with contempt, "Can you say something more disgusting?"
"Yes, in fact, the dog didn't go far. It smelled the smell and rushed towards the man's face..."
“Shut up!”
Zuo Yuxi and Ning Xiaoning were both furious. Wen Liang folded his arms and grinned, looking extremely aggrieved. Xu Yao fell on Ning Xiaoning, laughing so hard that she was overjoyed.
Ning Xiaoning's family lived in the military zone. Wen Liang had never asked about her identity, nor did he intend to know. He watched her tall figure disappear into the heavily guarded Guanshan Military Zone Qingzhou Military Sub-district Headquarters, retracted his gaze, stared ahead, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to number one."
The black car turned a corner and sped away in the direction it came from.
As night fell quietly, Chunxi Road Courtyard No. 1 was dormant in the darkness like a giant, exuding an awe-inspiring aura from inside to outside. The difference between this time and the last time was that the person who came out to receive the guest was Xu Fuyan's secretary Zhang Fang. Although there was no need to keep it secret, Zhang Fang's appearance here still showed that his performance during this period had passed Xu Fuyan's test. No wonder he couldn't suppress the joy on his face.
Similarly, last time it was Xu Fuyan's special car that went to pick up Zuo Yuxi and Wen Liang, but this time he drove a Santana directly in. Different situations naturally require different methods. Hiding in a dark room before was to avoid being seen and better plan. Today's big show is to deter opponents and force some people to change their positions as soon as possible.
Zhang Fang greeted Zuo Yuxi respectfully. As Xu Fuyan's full-time secretary, he was not of high rank but had great power. Usually, the top leaders of the committees and bureaus below were very respectful when they saw him. However, Zuo Yuxi had a special status after all, so he could not be generalized.
"Hello, Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Fang had seen Wen Liang earlier, but he didn't understand why Zuo Yuxi showed up here with a child for such an important meeting tonight, so he just pretended not to see him. But Wen Liang greeted him, so he couldn't ignore him. He patted Wen Liang's shoulder warmly, and his tone was as familiar as a family member: "Why are you here, kid? Your dad is busy today, and I'm afraid he doesn't have time to accompany you."
Wen Liang smiled and was about to speak when Xu Yao, who had gotten out of the car and ran to the small flowerbed on the left side of the yard to water the flowers, pushed the door open and said, "I came here to play with Wen Liang. Uncle Zhang, go and do your work. Don't worry about us."
Zhang Fang agreed and gestured to Zuo Yuxi to lead him: "Director Zuo, come this way. Secretary Xu and the others are waiting for you in the study."
When the two entered the study, Xu Yao snorted coldly: "It turns out that she has official business. I thought she sent it specially for me."
Wen Liang had lived two lives. If he continued with this topic, he would have wasted all these years. His mind raced, he looked around, and then he closed the distance between him and Xu Yao and whispered, "Go to your bedroom. I have something important to tell you."
Xu Yao looked at him distrustfully and said, "Why don't you talk about it here? Why are you going to my bedroom?"
"The atmosphere here is bad. I can't say it."
"Whatever it is, we need atmosphere... um... okay." Xu Yao didn't know what she was thinking of. A hint of shyness flashed across her eyes. She lowered her head and walked upstairs.
Wen Liang didn't notice anything wrong with her. He smiled and followed her upstairs.
Xu Yao's bedroom is on the left side of the sunny room. The simple decoration perfectly portrays the innocence and cuteness of the little girl. The small single bed is covered with pink sheets, and a cute Winnie the Pooh lies on the pillow. The walls are warm green, the ceiling is white, and the floral curtains are half drawn. Through the French window, you can see the view of the back garden. Next to it is a beautifully crafted desk, on which is placed a calendar of the panda Panpan. His silly appearance reminds people of Liu Zhihe and the fat man, which is very inconsistent.
"Oh, I didn't expect it. The room is very clean. I can't tell. I really can't tell!" Wen Liang has seen the boudoirs of girls in the future. They are not much different from the crime scene after the Transformers and Jurassic dinosaurs fight. Xu Yao usually looks carefree, and he has even prepared for the devastation.
"Hey, are you complimenting me or being sarcastic?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Of course it's a compliment. It's good for a girl to be consistent in her appearance and inner feelings."
Xu Yao smiled mischievously, her dark eyes rolled around, and she suddenly stood at attention and saluted, her small chest puffed out high: "Please come and inspect, leader!"
Wen Liang pretended to be dignified, pointing at the layout of the room and commenting on it, saying a lot of good things, without any flaws. Xu Yao didn't care whether this was in line with objective laws or not, and kept praising the leader for his vision and knowledge, and their views on many issues coincided with each other.
The two of them played around for a while, one sitting at the head of the bed and the other at the foot. Xu Yao asked, "What's the important thing? Can you tell me now? Oh, wait." She ran over and closed the door, then came back and sat properly. "Go ahead, I'm listening."
Wen Liang didn't think there was anything important. He was just making up stories to divert her attention. He moved over slowly with a mischievous heartbeat. Xu Yao felt her heartbeat speed up and thumped. She said in a trembling voice, "Don't come over here... Okay, just stay there and don't move..."
Wen Liang said softly, "Xu Yao."
"Um?"
"You and Ning Xiaoning have such a good relationship, are you lesbians?"
Xu Yao was stunned for a moment, "What is lily?"
"It's just that girls like girls, not boys..."
Xu Yao saw Wen Liang's evil smile and realized that he had tricked her. She flew into a rage and rushed over: "You are so bad, you silly boy, you are so bad!"
Wen Liang raised his hands in surrender and was pushed down on the bed by Xu Yao. The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing. The girl's eyes were clear and flawless, and her eyebrows were as dark as ink. Wen Liang's eyes were filled with sadness that no one could see, and he whispered, "I am very happy to know you in this life."
Xu Yao was about to beat him up, but when she heard this, she instantly calmed down, drew a circle on the tip of his nose with her finger, and said, "Silly boy, I'm very happy too!"
The two looked at each other for a long time, looking at their reflections in each other's eyes, and smiled at the same time.
Xu Yao stood up and sat next to Wen Liang, hugged her knees, stared at the ceiling and muttered, "Silly boy, what do you want to do when you grow up?"
Hearing this, time seemed to go back to the moment when they first met. The two of them were lying on the grass of Linzhuang Reservoir. Xu Yao asked the same question. Wen Liang replied: "What I want to do most is that ten years later, I am still lying here, and you are still sitting next to me."
The same answer, said just for fun at that time, but said again today with a sense of commitment and seriousness.
Wen Liang remembered that Xu Yao’s reply at that time was: Ten years, who knows what it will be like
Xu Yao lowered her head, looked at Wen Liang's face, and chuckled, "Me too!"
Raindrops flow through your dazed eyes. Love is sometimes just a name, but in the ups and downs of this world, there are always some people who are so deeply engraved in your life, following your breath, following your memory, accompanying you until you are old and gray, until the end of time.
What is mutual affection? You smiled and said nothing, but I felt that I had been waiting for this for a long time.
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Not coming out. ) (To be continued)