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Wen Liang was startled and sat up suddenly, leaning his back against the wall. Before he could check the situation around him, he groaned in pain. His hands involuntarily hugged his dizzy head, and his throat was as dry as if on fire. Under him was a thin mat that he had found from somewhere, and a military coat on top of it. Cool air kept coming up, and his injured leg was still aching slightly. He felt extremely uncomfortable all over.
It’s been a long time since I felt sick!
Since his rebirth, Wen Liang has been diligently practicing the internal martial arts that he could not master in his previous life. His body has been polished to a first-class level. However, in order to help Wen Huaiming this time, he first drove to Guanshan overnight to invite Chen Fei, and then hurriedly transferred the disaster relief supplies entrusted to Qu Donghai from the train station. He worked non-stop all the way, climbing mountains and wading through water. Finally, he arrived at the reservoir with great difficulty, and happened to catch up with the confluence of two rivers. The situation was critical! Without even a breath, Wen Liang, with the idea of more people, more strength, immediately followed the rescue team and got busy. Then, when the dam broke, he saw that he was about to be defeated. He had no time to discuss with anyone, and jumped on the truck to rush to block the breach without risking his life... And so on. Each process seems simple, but if there is no connection, money, determination, change, courage and wisdom, it is impossible to get the current result.
So when his leg was injured and inflamed, Uncle Wen, who was jokingly called "the invincible one" by Liu Zhihe and others, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Wen Huaiming was busy with command and dispatch at the time. He really couldn't spare the energy or manpower to take care of him. In addition, the flood that had just burst the dam flooded the way they came, so they had to send Wen Liang to the guard room at the entrance of the reservoir to rest.
It was helpless. The Longtougou Reservoir was built on the mountain, and the three-story office building was too close to the mountain. Heavy rain could easily cause landslides, so people dared not go in. The makeshift tents on the dam were full of water and mud. After searching around, the only place available was the guardhouse, which was located at the entrance, far from the mountain and relatively dry.
Wen Liang rubbed his temples, straightened his back, relaxed his whole body, then put his palms together, narrowed his eyes slightly, and heat slowly surged three inches below his lower abdomen. At the same time, he refreshed his mind and calmed his breath, taking deep breaths and exhaling slowly. After a while, the listless look on his face disappeared. Although he was still tired, at least his thoughts became clearer.
The room was dark, that was for sure. After such a strong storm, the entire reservoir area was completely without electricity except for the temporary power supply facilities built on the dam. Wen Liang couldn't see anything, and didn't know how long he had slept. He leaned slightly to listen to the noise outside. The sound of the rain seemed to be a little lighter, and the roar of the machines and the noisy voices were intertwined. Occasionally, he could hear Wen Huaiming's slightly hoarse shouts coming from the loudspeaker.
People are there and the dike is there, that’s enough!
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he relaxed his body, he suddenly remembered what he had touched in his dream. He patted his cheek lightly and said self-deprecatingly: "Other people are lustful when they are well fed and warm, but you are so good that you can still have such a sweet dream when you are almost dead..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a delicate low moan coming from the ground beside him, which sounded like the unconscious murmur of a woman in her sleep.
Wen Liang's scalp tingled. If his leg hadn't been injured, he would have really imitated the frog prince, jumping three feet high and croaking twice when he landed.
MD, is it haunted
But he had lived two lives and experienced such a strange event as rebirth. What was there to be afraid of? He suppressed his heartbeat, raised his uninjured left leg and probed to the side. His toes actually touched a soft body. He frowned slightly and touched the ground beside him. As expected, he touched a mining lamp.
The person who brought me here was very thoughtful and deserves praise!
The dazzling light shone through, illuminating the person's figure. Wen Liang was dumbfounded. Which angel sister passed by here and wanted to play a trick on me like this
The person on the ground was Tang Ye!
Before Wen Liang could figure out what was going on, Tang Ye frowned slightly, subconsciously blocked the light with his hands, slowly sat up and opened his eyes.
Her bright and beautiful eyes first narrowed slightly, then became full of doubts, and she even turned her head to look around, before suddenly turning her head back and staring at Wen Liang blankly.
Silence, deathly silence!
As a loving man, he should take the initiative to find topics to talk about at this time. Wen Liang coughed and said, "Are you awake? Are you hungry?"
Tang Ye finally woke up from her daze. Out of her woman's instinct and her usual understanding of Wen Liang, she immediately looked at her clothes. Wen Liang's eyes moved down at the same time, thinking of the dream he had just had, and he felt a little guilty for some reason.
Fortunately, her coat, sweater, buttons and pants were intact. To be honest, if she had a belt, it would have been stuck tightly. Not to mention any exposure or indecency, she was wrapped up even more tightly than an Arab woman.
Wen Liang and Tang Ye both breathed a sigh of relief, and both showed that they didn't want to know how they slept together. However, Tang Ye's bed was three meters away from Wen Liang, and everyone knew the truth. Tang Ye struggled to stand up. Although Wen Liang's performance on the night of Dandelion and this time on the dam made her realize that this seemingly slick boy was definitely not as simple as a dandy, women always have a stubborn insistence on their first impression, insisting that no matter how outstanding he is, at least one thing is certain:
She hates this person!
As soon as Tang Ye turned around, the miner's lamp accidentally hit him. Even though he was calm and composed, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
Below Tang Ye's slender waist, on that raised round buttocks, there was an open handprint, with the five fingers bent in a somewhat obscene manner, showing the strength and depth of the handprint's owner's kneading.
"Give me the light..."
Tang Ye just remembered to take the lamp before leaving, but when he turned around, he saw Wen Liang's mouth open, with a look of seeing a ghost, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Wen Liang knew without comparison that the gorgeous dirty handprint was undoubtedly his. At first, he jumped off the car and was covered in mud. Although he simply washed himself, he was busy all the time and it was impossible to wash it clean. Later, he was exhausted and sent here directly, which left evidence of his crime!
"Hey, nothing, here's the light!"
Tang Ye frowned. She was a journalist, and she was best at observing people's expressions. How could she not hear that Wen Liang was not sincere? She was moved and tiptoed to look behind her. Wen Liang saw this and secretly moved his right hand behind his back and rubbed it hard on his clothes!
"Warm...forgiveness!"
It has long been common knowledge that women's vocal range is higher than men's, but Wen Liang finally realized tonight that it is not just higher, it is simply a product of the same dimension. To use an analogy from martial arts novels, with this roar, the surrounding walls fell off a lot of broken soil.
Although Wen Liang was not a good man, he was definitely not a hooligan who would casually flirt with women. This incident could only be said to be an unintentional mistake, but after all, men are always in the wrong. He said seriously, "I don't know what happened. We woke up at the same time. Director Tang, I guarantee that this was definitely an accident!"
"Accident?"
Tang Ye was embarrassed and anxious, he slapped him and said angrily: "Okay, I hit you this time, it was also an accident!"
Wen Liang raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, his eyes had turned cold, and he said, "Director Tang, considering your performance of standing on the dam despite the difficulties, I will say it again, this was an accident!"
Tang Ye pulled hard twice but he didn't move. She gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed with anger. She took a step forward, leaned over and looked down at Wen Liang, and said word by word: "I call you Young Master Wen to give Secretary Wen face, but don't really think you can do whatever you want!"
After all, Tang Ye was different from the childish girl who cried when something happened, and her tone suddenly became cold. In fact, although Tang Ye was usually charming, with the change of her status, few people dared to be so presumptuous to her over the years. At this time, she was full of arrogance and majesty, and her beautiful eyebrows revealed a bit of murderous air.
Seeing her like this, Wen Liang calmed down and said calmly, "I've explained it to you. It's up to you whether you believe it or not. But Director Tang, you have to be careful. You are in that position. My leg is injured. It's harder to carry you here without disturbing you than to resist this flood."
Tang Ye looked coldly into Wen Liang's eyes. Strangely, with her eyesight, she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations or abnormality in his voice.
She knew that she had the habit of turning over when she sleeps. Maybe it was really like Wen Liang said, that she accidentally rolled over to this side. In such cold weather, it is human instinct to hug each other for warmth, so she can't blame others.
But even so, Wen Liang's tone of voice still made her hate him as always. The two looked at each other, their breaths were audible, but there was no sense of ambiguity, instead, there was a strong hostility.
“Let go!”
Wen Liang let go of his hand, and Tang Ye turned around and left without saying a word. When he walked out the door, he reached out to wipe the handprints on his pants, but he vaguely remembered that in his dream it seemed as if a big hand reached out to his body. That kind of hot feeling had not been felt for a long time.
The dam in the distance was brightly lit and bustling with people. The heavy rain had gradually subsided. Wen Huaiming was wearing a raincoat, holding a loudspeaker and loudly directing everyone. He seemed more determined than when they first met.
Tang Ye turned his head and looked at the small, dark room, and a look of confusion flashed across his eyes inadvertently!
The next morning, just after daybreak, Tang Ye found Wen Huaiming and expressed her intention to rush back to Guanshan. Although Wen Huaiming didn't understand why she wanted to leave at this time, the flood had receded, the rain was much lighter, and the road back was smooth, so he readily agreed and repeatedly thanked her for her contribution in the flood relief. Tang Ye smiled and said, "If I don't come here for a formality, what contribution can I make? Secretary-General Wen, you have impressed me. Don't worry, when I return to the newspaper, I will report to the world everything that happened in Longtougou in the past two days and two nights. Congratulations in advance, and I wish you a step-by-step promotion!"
Wen Huaiming smiled proudly and said, "I have done what I should do, so I don't deserve Director Tang's praise. But I still hope that Director Tang can report more about the many ordinary people on the dam. Without them, there would be no safety of Longtougou Reservoir..."
Tang Ye interrupted him with a smile, saying, "Let's not talk about this anymore. We've been through such a difficult time together, don't you have a hug before we say goodbye?"
Wen Huaiming hugged her casually and said, "For victory!"
Yes, for victory!
Tang Ye sat in the back seat of the Santana and turned her head to look at the crowd on the dam. She might never have the chance to experience such a life-or-death moment again in her life, but she would never forget that night, those people...
(I didn't want to spoil the plot, but some readers seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding. Does every woman who appears in the story have to be won by a man in the end? In view of Qidian and the tone of the cool novel, Wanzi, the woman of the protagonist, naturally dares not create any twists and turns or suspense. However, some female supporting roles, or women of supporting roles, do not necessarily have to clearly identify their ownership like dividing pork. I hope that every character that appears is not an NPC with a face, but a living, flesh-and-blood person. I hope my brothers will understand and support this little insistence.)
(To get to the point, I have emphasized many times in the article that Wen Huaiming's personality is old-fashioned, conservative, and serious, while Tang Ye is more charming but not flirtatious... I really don't want to say more about how they will end up...)
(Have faith in Maru. I don’t have any literary problems, but literature is like looking at mountains, not flat ones. Like the heroine, she is destined to be picked up by Uncle Wen. But if a book is always like this, who is destined to follow who, is it really interesting
(That's actually very boring. A little more uncertainty means everyone gets a little more pleasure from uncertainty. I just want to say that supporting characters don't have human rights. What they have is just the strength and depth of your support. If more people like her, there will be a good ending. Otherwise... you know!)
(Also, I’m begging for monthly votes again. It’s late tonight again. I want to see if I can get into the top 100 in monthly votes after three years.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)