That night, Wen Liang stayed in the big world to wait for Guan Shan's news. No one could feel at ease until the matter was thoroughly investigated. With Zuo Yuxi's cold eyes, An Baoqing naturally did not dare to arrange any entertainment programs for him. Uncle Wen was too embarrassed to ask Baidu to chat with him, so that after An Baoqing went out to work, Wen Liang was very bored. He certainly couldn't sleep. He hadn't cultivated himself to that level. After walking back and forth in the room for more than a dozen times, Wen Liang found sadly that he couldn't find a friend to catch and harass at midnight. Liu Zhihe would definitely curse and hang up if he answered the phone. He and Tan Yu had too few common topics at the moment, and there was no phone at home, so he couldn't get in touch at all. Ren Yi was the best choice for chatting, but this kid had very strict family education, so don't even think about calling him so late.
There are still too few bad friends!
Guan Shan sent back the news that it will be at least five or six o'clock tomorrow morning. It's not even 12 o'clock yet. How can we get through the night
Wen Liang sighed and fell on the soft bed. The lights outside the window were bright. It was the bustling time when the nightlife just kicked off. He could vaguely hear the decadent music of the big world. He turned over several times and suddenly felt a kind of loneliness in the ice and snow. This feeling came suddenly and without any signs. In an instant, it could make a strong person become fragile and a rational person become sentimental.
"Who do you think of when you are lonely? Do you want to find someone to accompany you? I am the only one who can understand your happiness and sadness. Let me accompany you one more time..."
Wen Liang subconsciously thought of this song and almost dialed the phone in Xu Yao's room. The two hadn't seen each other for a few days.
“Beep, beep, beep!”
The phone rang for a long time. When Wen Liang wanted to put it down in disappointment, Xu Yao's sleepy voice came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"
Wen Liang rarely heard Xu Yao speak in such a soft voice, and a smile appeared on his lips. He deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "Xu Yao, I heard that you secretly like Ning Xiaoning. If you don't want me to tell others, kiss her tomorrow."
"Ah... who are you?"
Xu Yao's voice became a little clearer. Wen Liang didn't say anything, but just chuckled twice.
"Wen Liang is that you? You silly boy, you stinky boy, do you want to die? How dare you harass me in the middle of the night? Die!"
Wen Liang's voice changed, and the phone was distorted. Although he knew he couldn't hide it from her, he didn't expect to be exposed so quickly. He said, "You have a high IQ. How did you know it was me?"
Xu Yao immediately threw away her anger and said proudly: "The sound of your laugh is so vulgar from the bottom of your heart. There is no one else like you."
Wen Liang was so upset that he said, "Bye, just pretend I never called."
Xu Yao laughed out loud. Wen Liang could imagine her dancing on the bed. He said contemptuously, "Does insulting me make you so happy? Xu Yao, this is actually a disease. Believe me, it needs to be treated!"
There was a moment of silence in the microphone. Wen Liang sighed and said, "Well, this is not a disease, but a humanistic concern that is elegant, loving, and full of artistic flavor. You are slandering me for my own good."
Xu Yao burst out laughing and said, "What a shame! Can't I cure you? Kneel down and bark like a dog!"
Wen Liang also laughed and said, "Can you just bark like a dog without kneeling down?"
Hearing this common complaint between the two of them, Xu Yao's laughter gradually died down, and after a while she whispered, "Silly boy, I haven't seen you for a long time..."
The quirky Xu Yao, the laughing and crying Xu Yao, the young Xu Yao, the white-clothed Xu Yao, all merged into one girl in the soft "Long time no see". She held Winnie the Pooh in one hand and the cold microphone in the other. Her long black hair drooped down her forehead and fell on her pink cheeks. She curled up in the floral blue quilt and spoke her heart out to the boy who was nowhere to be found.
Wen Liang's mind heated up and he blurted out: "I'll go to see you now, wait for me!" After that, without waiting for Xu Yao to reply, he hung up the phone and jumped up from the bed.
An Baoqing was stunned by Wen Liang's request, but he still found him a brand new bicycle within 20 minutes. The light blue and pearl white aluminum alloy frame was beautiful and unique, and it had a preliminary streamlined feel. The foam plastic mold on the body had not been removed yet. It should be a new product from a store. But who was still open at this time? It was obvious that the store had been forcibly opened and brought back.
Wen Liang didn't say much, as this group of people always acted like this. But after all, it was the car he wanted, and An Baoqing would not leave any embarrassing consequences. He praised, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Jiu. I thought it would be good enough to find a Permanent Phoenix, but you also got a Merida. Thank you." Thinking about the luxury bicycles worth hundreds of thousands of RMB launched by Chanel and Hermes in later generations, this Merida was really nothing, but it was considered a good car at that time.
An Baoqing opened his mouth but didn't ask what was going on. Wen Liang's methods had left such a deep impression on him that he felt a little bit of awe in his heart. He would never ask about things he shouldn't know. But he was really worried about letting him go out alone so late. Not to mention that there was no such thing as Fan Heng'an, even the hooligans on the streets of Qingzhou were not easy to mess with. Seeing a boy of Wen Liang's age riding a new bike alone at midnight, it would be a shame to the tough people of Qingzhou if he didn't grab one.
Wen Liang got on his bike and rode away quickly. An Baoqing waved his hand, and four capable young men immediately went out and followed him in an inconspicuous van. One of them had eyes as cold as a poisonous snake.
The night wind blew in his face. Wen Liang rode very fast, but he didn't feel the cold wind in late autumn and early winter. Since his rebirth, he rarely had such an exciting youth. He would do such a seemingly stupid thing for a girl. Perhaps it was because the recent series of conflicts had kept him in a tense state, so he deliberately vented.
On an autumn night in 1995, riding a bicycle through an alley full of withered yellow ground, the girl's gaze was filled with all the fairy tales about youth in that picturesque season. What else could better describe the innocence of the boys and girls of that era
Wen Liang is not innocent, but it does not prevent him from cherishing Xu Yao's beautiful years with a pious attitude, leaving a series of beautiful memories for her growth.
Memory is the emotion lightly written with an eyebrow pencil at every unexpected moment. It is like the gurgling stream flowing over bluestone, leaving no trace but cleansing the soul!
Wen Liang stopped at Chunxi Road, tapped the ground with one foot, and shouted at Villa No. 1, which symbolized power and status:
"Hello!"
This may be the only time in the more than ten years since this Chunxi Road villa became the residence of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee Secretary that someone shouted at it at midnight. In fact, Wen Liang knew that Xu Fuyan was not at home, otherwise, let alone shouting, he would not have the courage to kidnap someone's daughter.
The window on the second floor opened, revealing Xu Yao's shy and angry smile.
A moment later, a girl in a red top and black jeans came running from the other side of the road. She slowed down her pace when she was getting close. She put her hands behind her back and circled around the boy on the bicycle. There was a faint smile in her bright eyes: "Wow, it's so luxurious and impressive. Silly boy, I haven't seen you for a few days and you've already become a car owner. You've become rich first."
Wen Liang could hear the little girl's reserve, and she even said "I haven't seen you for a few days" to cover up her feelings on the phone. He didn't say anything, but patted the back seat of the car and said with a smile: "It seems that Secretary Xu has taught you a lot of political lessons. The rich first will lead the poor, so I will reluctantly let you have a taste of the aristocratic life of car owners and visit the night view of Qingzhou. How about it?"
Xu Yao giggled, but did not go to the back. She bent down and got in from under Wen Liang's armpit, then sat on the beam lightly with her toes raised and her hips raised. She tilted her back slightly and leaned gently against Wen Liang's arms. She pointed forward with her slender hand as transparent as white jade and said, "For the new China, move forward!"
Wen Liang held the handlebars with both hands and embraced the girl in the workshop. The fresh smell of black hair came into his nose. He exerted force on his feet, and the light blue car rushed forward with a whiz. The rolling wheels crushed the reflections under the dim street lights, as if to squeeze the hearts of the two people tightly together, without distinction, and accompany each other forever.
The atmosphere in the van parked not far away was heavy, and the four people were stunned to watch all this. No one expected that the boy who the boss had repeatedly warned them to protect would be so bold that he not only made noise at the boss's house, but also kidnapped a beautiful girl.
I heard that Secretary Xu has a daughter, could this be her
The young man with eyes as cold as a venomous snake was the first to react. His right hand holding the phone seemed to be trembling slightly: "Brother Jiu, he rode away with a girl of about sixteen or seventeen..."
An Baoqing held the phone and didn't know what to say for a moment. Just now, his subordinates reported that Wen Liang stopped at No. 1 Chunxi Road. He thought Wen Liang was going to do something big or secret again, and was about to ask the four people to withdraw. Unexpectedly, this ancestor mobilized a large number of troops in the middle of the night just to amuse a girl. However, he immediately realized that it must be Xu Fuyan's daughter Xu Yao. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. He shouted: "Follow me, watch me, if anything goes wrong, you will lose your head!"
An Baoqing is not a truly powerful person, and is not worth mentioning compared to Xu Fuyan, Zuo Jing and others, but in the underground world of Qingzhou, he is also a top figure who has the final say. In addition, he has a gloomy temperament and believes in killing people with laughter. He would not say such eye-catching dirty words unless it is a critical moment.
It's no wonder that An Baoqing was nervous. He had just received news that someone was going to harm everyone, and before he could digest it, Wen Liang, the core figure, and Xu Fuyan's beloved daughter Xu Yao had caused such a scene. It's better to be safe than sorry. If something really went wrong under his nose, what would it matter even if he could cut the mastermind into pieces
Zuo Yuxi will not forgive him!
The four of them were shocked at the same time, and they didn't dare to hesitate to step on the accelerator and chased after them. With them around, they wouldn't lose them. An Baoqing was still worried, so he immediately called Liu Tianlai and said that his men had seen Wen Liang and Xu Yao wandering around the street, and it was too late, fearing that they might be in danger, so he asked him to take people to hurry over. Liu Tianlai was also shocked, "Little ancestor, what's this drama? I have heart disease, high blood pressure, low blood sugar, and a lot of other diseases. Please don't scare me..."
After hanging up the phone, An Baoqing felt relieved. Although Wen Liang's identity was unknown to everyone in the Zhou family, and the danger was not great, he could still encounter some unfortunate natural disasters or man-made disasters. As a member of the underworld, he was also troubled by the security in Qingzhou at night. In the past, rows of short flat heads were popular, wearing green military uniforms and armed belts, and their chests were open in the winter, revealing the white vests inside. Now, they keep up with the times, wearing tight leather jackets, bell-bottom pants, either bald heads or long hair. After the release of "Young and Dangerous", I don't know how many Nan brothers jumped out. Often, more than a dozen people turned around when they shouted "Nan brother". This group of gangsters formed groups of three or five, wandering in the streets and alleys of Qingzhou, stealing, robbing, molesting women, oppressing the good, fighting, etc., which were not considered great evils, but they made ordinary people hate them. On the contrary, people like An Baoqing play things and levels that are much higher, even beyond the level that ordinary people can touch. Except for those in the circle, their reputation is not prominent. It's just like asking around for Zhao Jianjun and An Baoqing near Tan Xue's house. There must be several times more people who are afraid of Zhao Jianjun.
An Baoqing walked back and forth for a few steps, then put down what he was doing and went out with a few people. The people who followed him knew that Wen Liang went to the Ginkgo Forest by the Shili River. It was the most famous place in Qingzhou in autumn, but whether it was photography or sightseeing, it was a daytime activity. Although there were street lights at night, it was much quieter.
In fact, Wen Liang himself didn't know why he went there. An Baoqing could guess that he had seen a ghost. He took Xu Yao and walked leisurely on the streets of Qingzhou, not to see any scenery or do anything. The two of them talked and laughed, snuggled up to each other, and occasionally Xu Yao turned her head, and the two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
Before I knew it, I had crossed the Shilihe Bridge. The famous ginkgo forest in Qingzhou and even in Jiangdong was right next to me. The tall, majestic and vigorous trees were arranged in four or five rows, stretching as far as the eye could see. In autumn, when the branches and leaves are lush, the canopy is like a canopy, shading the sun. Standing in the forest and looking up at the sky, I feel relaxed and happy, and the beauty is beyond words.
Although the number of ancient trees here is not as many as that in Luoyang Town, Suizhou City, northern Hunan Province, it has more than 20,000 ancient ginkgo trees over 100 years old, 308 thousand-year-old trees, and the "Ginkgo Supreme" with a history of 2,600 years, and it is not as famous as the Ginkgo Garden next to Diaoyutai in Beijing, but in the hearts of Qingzhou people, this garden was the most beautiful place to go in the boring 1990s!
Wen Liang parked the car and walked side by side with Xu Yao in the ginkgo forest. There were still many yellow leaves on the branches in November, but the road was already covered with a thick layer of leaves. With the help of the surrounding street lights, the ginkgo forest at night showed another unique scenery.
"Is it cold?"
"Um!"