Yang Chen did not have a carnival with Shitou and others for the reunion. Hu Zi's death affected everyone's mood. Everyone drank a few glasses of wine and dispersed.
Shitou went back to be with his wife early and was released for seven days. He was preoccupied with arranging Hu Zi's funeral and barely entered the house. He could not help but miss Chen Shishi.
Yang Chen understood and watched his good brother drive away, then ordered Long San to take the people to the Pearl Hotel, while he walked into the Ningbo University campus alone.
In summer, the campus is still lively at night. Men and women in love, academics reading under the street lamps, bands rehearsing in the park, and figures playing badminton and skateboarding all remind him of the past. Maybe the night is too dark and there are not many people there.
Recognize him as a great figure in Ning in the past.
Not far away, the rehearsing band played a melodious and sad melody, which touched Yang Chen's heartstrings. He turned his face and stared at the male lead singer with glasses and long hair.
Will you ring tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday.
Will you still miss you tomorrow, the one who cried the most?
The teachers can't remember or guess your question.
It was only by chance that I looked through the photos and remembered you as my deskmate.
Who married you, who is sentimental, and who read your diary.
Who tied up your long hair, who made your wedding dress.
You always say that graduation is far away, and we all go our separate ways in the blink of an eye.
Under the gaze of sporadic "audiences", the boy wearing glasses sang with all his heart. On the park bench, the soft-spoken lovers gradually fell silent and listened attentively.
The singing also touched Yang Chen. Li Nan flashed through his mind first, but no matter how he recalled it, the shadow of her brief and beautiful first love was still blurry. Then he thought of Nalan Tongtong, and then listened to the boy with glasses singing "Who will take your long hair"?
When you put your hair down, who made the wedding dress for you, I feel very sad.
Tongtong.
I will find you.
I won't let you be someone else's bride.
Yang Chen swore silently, his eyes gleaming with tears.
Thousands of miles away in the courtyard, Nalan Tongtong sneezed several times in front of the mirror and whispered about some untrue guy who said bad things about her behind her back.
After Xiao Nizi muttered, she asked her mother to continue taking off the gauze covering her face. The gauze fell off layer by layer. Ye Fengyi was even more nervous than her daughter. Her hands trembled slightly and her breathing became heavier. Until the mirror reflected her flawless face, she
He took a long breath of relief.
Xiao Nizi blinked her big eyes with long eyelashes in disbelief and confirmed that the person in the mirror was herself. She cried with joy and soon became worried again.
She has changed a lot. Just by looking at her face, no one dares to recognize her as Nalan Tongtong. With makeup and makeup, she is another person. Will the man who loves her lose his feelings for her after the change?
"Daughter, what's the matter, do you think it's not good enough?" Ye Fengyi noticed something was wrong with her daughter.
Nalan Tongtong shook her head and put on a sweet smile. She didn't want her mother to worry anymore. Her mother had already become a lot haggard for her. Next, she had to face it alone, whether it was sadness or happiness.
"Do you miss your Yang Chen again?"
There is no better daughter than a mother. Ye Fengyi hit the nail on the head. Seeing her daughter nodding with her small mouth pursed, she felt extremely distressed and said: "Silly girl, Yang Chen values love and righteousness. You have turned into an ugly monster, and he loves you too. What's more, you are more beautiful than me now."
She was beautiful before, so don’t think too much about her."
Xiao Nizi thought about it carefully and felt that what her mother said made sense, and couldn't help but feel happy.
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evildoer.
Qin Changming, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, sat behind his desk and looked at the important documents conveyed by his superiors. The majestic figure of Yang Chen came to mind. When Yang Chen came to the provincial capital for his freshman year, he took over the Xijing Municipal Government. In the past five or six years, he was shocked again and again.
A young man who has climbed to a height that is unimaginable to ordinary people, has no prominent family background, no strong support, and just started from scratch, what is he other than a monster?
Thinking about myself, I am almost standing still. The Municipal Party Committee Secretary is half a rank higher than the Mayor, and I have successfully squeezed into the Provincial Standing Committee. However, I am still far away from the grand goal I set when I first came to Xijing.
The few political years left cannot afford such squandering!
Qin Changming, who had been living in seclusion for some time, sighed with emotion and narrowed his eyes, revealing a sharp edge that he had not seen for a long time.
"Secretary Qin...are you looking for me?" Nan Feng, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, walked up to Qin Changming with a face full of expectations. After Bureau Qiao was transferred, he was Secretary Qin's favorite successor, but the strong Wang Yiming forced Li
Changhe was thrust into the city bureau, which made him happy for nothing. A few days ago, during the video scandal, Li Changhe speculated that he was behind the scenes and directly suspended him from his post without leaving any face to him as the deputy director.
Qin Changming asked Nan Feng to sit down and asked with a smile: "How do you feel about resting at home for a few days?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm going to have trouble holding it in." Nan Feng smiled bitterly. He was used to enjoying the wonderful feeling that power brings. Who wants to be idle at home.
"This is also a kind of training. You have to learn to adjust your mentality and deal with various difficulties. I am optimistic about you. It won't be long before I will add more burdens to you. I hope you are mentally prepared." Qin Changming said with a smile,
The words released signals that made Nan Feng excited.
Nan Feng nodded quickly.
In the past, I was disappointed again and again because of Secretary Qin's forbearance and concession. Today, I finally saw hope and added more burdens. How can I increase my burden? Nan Feng's heart was racing and he had many thoughts.
More than ten minutes later, when Nan Feng walked out of the government building and reset his muted htc phone, the screen displayed two missed calls and a text message from his old friend Yuan Changqing.
Yang Chen is back.
The content of the text message is only five words.
Nan Feng suddenly realized that Secretary Qin's sudden change must be related to Yang Chen's return. Tang Hu and Tang Biao's actions had already touched Yang Chen's bottom line, and Wang Yiming, the man behind the two brothers, would naturally become the focus of Yang Chen's attention.
Yang Chen.
A young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old.
It actually directly affected the officialdom game in Xijing.
Nan Feng then thought about it carefully, was Secretary Qin too optimistic? Last year, Yang Chen committed a crime and fled, and was wanted. Now that he is back, what can he do to scare Wang Yiming?
The difficult questions drove Nan Feng to contact Yuan Changqing and arrange a place to meet. For lunch, the two old friends met in a private room of a restaurant far away from the city bureau, making it look like an underground party meeting.
Nan Feng, the target of Li Changhe's suppression.
The people who had been following Nan Feng's lead before were all removed from important positions by Li Changhe and put on the bench. Nan Feng was afraid of hurting Yuan Changqing again.
"You have nothing to do these days and are enjoying life carefree. I envy you." Yuan Changqing sighed with a wry smile, opened the whole pack of Yuxi cigarettes, and handed one to Nan Feng.
"Stop talking sarcastically. If I really want to suspend you, you'll probably be in a panic." Nan Feng replied angrily to his old brother, lit a cigarette, took two puffs and asked, "Have you met Yang Chen?"
"Yes, I'm still scared after thinking about what happened yesterday." Yuan Changqing bared his teeth and sighed, which made Nan Feng even more curious. He patiently ordered a few dishes, sent the waiter away, and asked what happened.
