HC has warned that trials may bring bitter consequences.
He was right.
Back at the hotel, Datong was sitting in the living room.
"Why did you come back?" Datong asked.
"What did I miss? Or is there something that should be done but has not been done?" Haitang asked.
"No, I'm just worried about you. You don't look like someone who stays up all night." Datong's nervous face calmed down and he put down the cigarette in his hand.
In fact, it was just lighting, not smoking.
"If you care about your subordinates like this, they will misunderstand you." Haitang said.
"Haha, I hope you don't misunderstand." In one sentence, it was cool.
"I heard that smoking is bad for the skin. You guys rely on your reputation for a living, so you should pay more attention." Haitang cleared away the cigarette butts on the table.
Datong was silent for a while.
"I have a younger brother who smokes, but I don't. I asked him to quit smoking, but he couldn't quit. Later, he said that if he catches a girl he likes, he will quit smoking." Datong said.
"Then he must have succeeded," Haitang said.
"Yes, he has succeeded. And they are getting married. But I don't know if I can attend their wedding." Datong said.
"Understand, sometimes the distance is not just thousands of mountains and rivers, but even traveling through time and space, just like in your movie." Haitang said.
She knew in her heart that without her being the wedding host, Lamei would not marry Er Tong. She would definitely wait for her, no matter how many years, this is the deep love between sisters.
"It's so comfortable talking to you. It's very simple and clear." Datong relaxed his body and leaned on the sofa.
"I miss my family and can't see them anymore. This feeling is very bitter." Haitang put the ashtray back in its place. It had been rinsed clean, as if no cigarette butt had ever been there.
"Sometimes, there's not even a mark, a mark of being here..." Datong said bitterly.
"How was the date tonight? Did it go well?" Haitang asked.
"How did you know it was a date?" Datong asked.
"You dress up carefully and don't let your assistant accompany you. Besides, you smell of women's perfume and have a touch of lip gloss on your cheeks. It's obviously a date." Haitang said.
"It doesn't count. It went pretty smoothly." Datong answered lightly.
I wiped the lip marks on my face with a wet wipe and changed my clothes, waiting for Haitang to take them for dry cleaning.
"On the day of the wedding banquet, you must call me." Haitang said.
"Heh." Datong smiled speciously, as if he was hiding something indescribable.
He didn't object, which made Haitang sad.
Maybe you really are dating or falling in love. After all, the world is more open. After all, women in this era are more individual. After all, there are too many **** in this era, even colorful, which is too big an impact for an ancient man...
Haitang thought of many reasons.
"These are the arrangements for tomorrow." Datong handed Haitang a few pieces of A4 paper.
It's all handwritten, not typed.
"Your calligraphy is very meaningful." Haitang saw that his handwriting was very kind and even missed him, even though the calligraphy was replaced by charcoal calligraphy.
"There was once a person who said so." Datong thought of Haitang.
Thoughts drifted by and were quickly taken back.
"By the way, would you believe me if I said I'm not a face-based person?" Datong corrected a mistake.
"Xin. If it were in your ancient times, you might have been the number one scholar." Haitang smiled lightly.
"That's right." When Datong returned to the bedroom to sleep, Haitang heard what he said in a very soft voice.