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Chapter Qiao Liang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated

Wu Huiwen said slowly: "I want to see Zhang Lin..."

Qiao Liang's heart trembled slightly. Although Zhang Lin was gone, Wu Huiwen had not forgotten her. Although she was on a business trip to Jiangzhou this time, although her schedule was very tight, she still wanted to take the time to see Zhang Lin.

This made Qiao Liang a little touched and relieved.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Qiao Liang nodded.

"I don't have a car with me tomorrow. You can take a taxi to pick me up early in the morning. I'll wait for you at the door of the hotel. We'll be back before breakfast, okay?" Wu Huiwen said.

Qiao Liang nodded: "Okay, but since we have to get back before breakfast, we have to leave early."

"What time is appropriate?" Wu Huiwen asked.

Qiao Liang roughly calculated the distance from Jiangzhou Hotel to the suburban cemetery and said, "About half past five."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wu Huiwen nodded, then put out the cigarette, stood up and moved his body.

Seeing Wu Huiwen's actions, Qiao Liang knew it was time to leave, so he stood up to say goodbye.

The next morning, Qiao Liang got up at 5 o'clock, washed up, and went downstairs.

At this time, it was still dark, and it was drizzling in the sky.

Qiao Liang stopped a taxi at the gate of the community and went straight to Jiangzhou Hotel. When he arrived at the gate of the hotel, Wu Huiwen was standing there with an umbrella waiting.

Wu Huiwen held a bouquet of white flowers in her hand, but she didn't know when she had prepared it.

Then Wu Huiwen got in the car and drove straight to the suburban cemetery.

As we approached the cemetery, the sky was already brightening, but the sky was still hazy and drizzle was still falling.

The taxi driver refused to drive to the entrance of the cemetery, saying that coming here early in the morning would bring bad luck.

Qiao Liang did not force himself and asked the taxi driver to wait a certain distance from the entrance of the cemetery. Then he and Wu Huiwen got off the car and walked over, entering the cemetery together.

In the mist and rain, the cemetery was silent, gloomy and solemn.

Qiao Liang led the way, and Wu Huiwen followed behind holding an umbrella.

Qiao Liang forgot to bring an umbrella when he went out. In the rain and fog, his hair and clothes were a little damp.

Arriving in front of Zhang Lin's tomb, Qiao Liang stopped.

Wu Huiwen also stopped, staring at Zhang Lin's tombstone and Zhang Lin's black and white portrait on the tombstone, with a solemn and sad expression.

After a moment, Wu Huiwen handed the umbrella to Qiao Liang, slowly placed the flowers in his hand in front of Zhang Lin's tomb, and then stood there, watching and silent for a long time.

Qiao Liang stood silently beside him, looking at Wu Huiwen at this time, thinking about Zhang Lin who was sleeping here, and his heart felt sad and cramped.

After a while, Wu Huiwen murmured softly: "Some people are dead, but they are still alive, and some people are alive, but they are already dead..."

Qiao Liang's heart was ups and downs. An Zhe had said the same thing about Zhang Lin's death.

The cool morning breeze of autumn blew, and Wu Huiwen's clothes were relatively thin, so she couldn't help but shiver.

Qiao Liang took off his coat and put it on Wu Huiwen.

Wu Huiwen glanced at Qiao Liang gratefully, and then looked at Zhang Lin's tomb silently.

After a long time, Wu Huiwen let out a deep sigh, then raised his head and looked at Qiao Liang: "We should go."

Qiao Liang nodded, and the two of them took one last look at Zhang Lin, then slowly turned around and left.

At this time, the rain was a little heavier, and Qiao Liang held an umbrella for Wu Huiwen.

Wu Huiwen pulled Qiao Liang: "Don't get wet, stay close to me."

Qiao Liang was now standing on the left side of Wu Huiwen, holding an umbrella with his right hand. In order to cover both of them under the umbrella, Qiao Liang switched to holding the umbrella with his left hand, moved closer to Wu Huiwen, and subconsciously held Wu Huiwen's waist with his right hand.

Wu Huiwen did not refuse, and took the initiative to lean next to Qiao Liang. The two held an umbrella and walked out together.

At this time, walking in the rain clinging to Wu Huiwen, Qiao Liang felt a special feeling in her heart.

At this time, it feels very pure.

After leaving the cemetery, the two of them walked towards where the taxi was waiting.

After a while, Wu Huiwen said: "How do you usually call Zhang Lin?"

"Sister Lin." Qiao Liang said.

Wu Huiwen nodded and was silent for a moment: "Xiao Qiao, let's discuss something."

"What's the matter?" Qiao Liang asked.

Wu Huiwen pursed her lips: "From now on, when we are alone, can you also call me sister?"

Qiao Liang's heart trembled and she couldn't help but stop and looked down at Wu Huiwen. Her bright eyes were looking at him.

Wu Huiwen asked herself to call him sister. Qiao Liang knew that this was undoubtedly Wu Huiwen's high regard and admiration for her, and it was also a sign of closeness. She couldn't help but feel honored, even flattered, but she thought about it, calling her sister Wu Huiwen.

What prefix should I add? Sister Huiwen? Sister Hui? Sister Wen? Or just call me sister?

It doesn't seem right even if you think about it.

Seeing that Qiao Liang was silent for a moment, Wu Huiwen said: "Are you not happy?"

"No, no." Qiao Liang shook her head hastily, "I'm very happy, very happy."

"Then you scream." Wu Huiwen looked at Qiao Liang with gentle eyes, with a bit of encouragement and expectation.

Qiao Liang hesitated: "Sister Wu."

Wu Huiwen nodded in agreement and said, "Your name is Sister Zhang Linlin, why don't you call me that way?"

"This..." Qiao Liang felt it was hard to say for a moment and scratched his head.

Seeing Qiao Liang's behavior, Wu Huiwen said considerately: "Don't be embarrassed, it's fine to call her that way."

Qiao Liang nodded.

Then the two of them continued walking forward.

After a while, Wu Huiwen said: "Xiao Qiao, do you think you have gone well from joining the work to now?"

Qiao Liang thought for a moment: "It went smoothly in the first few years, but then I struggled a lot and even lost my job. Now it seems to be going smoothly again."

Wu Huiwen nodded: "You are still young, and there is still a long way to go in the industry in the future. If a person wants to truly grow and mature, and if he wants to truly achieve his goals, without going through several ups and downs, without experiencing setbacks and hardships,

It’s impossible.”

Qiao Liang said: "But there are also people who have everything goes smoothly from start to success."

Wu Huiwen shook his head: "Most of those people rely on their origins or connections. They have not been truly tempered and are not truly successful. Only those who have been tempered through ups and downs will have a strong heart and the ability to cope with it."

Matching ability, in other words, the ups and downs are all elites."

"Those who rise and fall are elites..." Qiao Liang murmured and repeated these words.

Wu Huiwen nodded: "Yes, some people sink, become decadent, and can no longer float. But some people, no matter how low they sink, never lose heart or give up, and always remain optimistic and determined.

Be persistent and believe in what you are fighting for.

Such people will become stronger after experiencing several ups and downs. For them, in their view, the ups and downs they have experienced are not hardships, but precious wealth in life. The value of this wealth cannot be measured by money.

Yes, you will enjoy it for life.

In our society and in our circles, there are many such outstanding people. They are undoubtedly the elites in this circle of our society, and those who sink and fail to recover can only serve these elites and can only live in the world.

Those at the bottom look up to the elite with envy, jealousy and hatred..."

Qiao Liang couldn't help but feel that Wu Huiwen's words made sense, and nodded: "Sister Wu, actually I think you are the elite, the elite in our circle, and the elite among women."

"Me?" Wu Huiwen smiled lightly, "Actually, there is still a certain distance between me and the real elite."

"This shows that your mentality is very positive and that you have a spirit of struggle and perseverance." Qiao Liang said.

"Are you praising me?" Wu Huiwen said with a faint smile.

"I'm looking up to you." Qiao Liang said.

"You don't need to look up to me. Since we treat each other as brother and sister in private, I hope you can look at me equally." Wu Huiwen said sincerely.

Qiao Liang couldn't help but nodded, and felt that Wu Huiwen looked down on him very much, and felt that he was a little too high-minded.

Qiao Liang continued: "Sister Wu, although you said I don't need to look up to you, and although I agree, I can't help myself, but I still..."

Wu Huiwen smiled slightly: "When you are mentally strong to a certain extent, have considerable confidence and confidence, achieve a certain position, and stand at a certain height, you will not be like this."

"Maybe that will take a long time." Qiao Liang said.

"Everything has a process, and so does growth and maturity." Wu Huiwen paused, and then said, "In fact, everything you experience is training your thinking and mind, and promoting your growth and maturity."

"for example……"

"Such as what you are going through recently."

"Sister Wu said..."

"You know." Wu Huiwen said meaningfully.

Qiao Liang blinked and seemed to understand what Wu Huiwen meant. She should be referring to what happened after Guan Xinmin investigated Jiangzhou.

Wu Huiwen continued: "Last night, Lao An and I talked about something when we were walking by the river. After we came back, we thought about it for a long time. I clearly felt that the current situation in Jiangzhou is very subtle. Lao An seems to be calm at the moment, but

He shouldn't be calm inside, he seems to be thinking about something."

Qiao Liang nodded and said that these all happened after Guan Xinmin left Jiangzhou.

Wu Huiwen said: "Xiao Qiao, do you have any premonitions?"

"I..." Although Qiao Liang has thought a lot during this period, due to the limitations of his vision and thinking, his mind has been very confused. At this time, facing Wu Huiwen's question, he was a little confused, shook his head, and continued,

"Sister Wu, what do you have a premonition about?"

Wu Huiwen was silent for a moment: "I seem to feel that there is an undercurrent surging."

"Undercurrent?" Qiao Liang's heart tightened and she couldn't help but stop and looked at Wu Huiwen.

Wu Huiwen nodded calmly.

"Where is the undercurrent?" Qiao Liang asked confused.

"It may be from above, or it may be from below." After Wu Huiwen finished speaking, he added, "Even if it is above, it may affect the people below. Even if it is below, it may be because of the above."

Qiao Liang pondered the meaning of Wu Huiwen's words.

At this time, Qiao Liang's consciousness was still very vague, but although it was vague, Wu Huiwen's words suddenly gave rise to an inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Sister Wu, do you feel clearly about this undercurrent?" Qiao Liang murmured.

Wu Huiwen shook his head: "So far, I only have a vague feeling. It is just an analysis based on some subtle situations and signs. As for whether this undercurrent really exists, whether it will really come out, and when it will come out."

I can't make a clear judgment now about what it will bring if it comes out. Not only me, but judging from my conversation with Lao An last night, he seems to be too."

"That may not happen, it's just a speculation." Qiao Liang comforted himself.

Wu Huiwen said: "In everything, we need to think more about several possibilities and more predictions. Lao An and I both hope so, and of course you do too, but some things are not something we can control, and we can't just do whatever we want.

How about it, even if Lao An and I are in this position. If this undercurrent really exists, then, I think, it seems to mean..."

At this point, Wu Huiwen stopped.

"What does it mean?" Qiao Liang looked at Wu Huiwen.

Wu Huiwen breathed out softly: "This seems to mean that some kind of turning point may happen."

"A turning point?" Qiao Liang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, "What kind of turning point? Where is the turning point?"

Wu Huiwen slowly shook his head: "Everything is unknown now."

Although Wu Huiwen said this, she had some speculations in her heart, but she just didn't want to tell Qiao Liang this now. With Qiao Liang's experience and psychological endurance, telling him this was enough.

Wu Huiwen continued: "Xiao Qiao, the reason why I am telling you this today is to tell you that the future is unpredictable. No matter what happens in the future, no matter what you encounter, you must maintain your original intention, strengthen your beliefs, and persevere.

Something you should stick to.

For you now, what you need to do is to do what you should do step by step, fulfill your responsibilities, have a good relationship with the people around you, and try to unite the majority. At the same time, you must maintain sufficient vigilance and preparedness.

, always observe and pay attention to some trends and signs around you.

In your current situation, Lao An can protect you for a while, but not for life. He cannot continue to work in Jiangzhou forever and will leave sooner or later. And you, for a considerable period of time, will continue to develop in Jiangzhou.

, even if Lao An may be able to go to the top in the future and continue to take care of you, you must always remember one sentence: the county magistrate is not as good as the current one..."

Listening to Wu Huiwen's words, Qiao Liang vaguely felt that under the current situation, Wu Huiwen seemed to be uncertain about Anzhe's future.

This made Qiao Liang feel a little worried.

Seeing Qiao Liang's expression, Wu Huiwen smiled slightly: "Actually, as long as you take everything lightly, you won't have so many worries. The so-called fame, fortune, and fortune are all in vain in the end. Many things cannot be brought with you in life, and you will not take them with you in death.

People need to learn to let go. As long as they can truly let go, they can naturally become calm."

Qiao Liang nodded subconsciously.

Wu Huiwen continued: "Of course, as long as you have ideals and goals in your heart, you still have to fight and pursue them. At all times, you must maintain an optimistic attitude and firmly believe that although the road is tortuous, the future is still bright after all. You must believe

, there is still morality and justice in this world, and the light will definitely drive away the darkness..."

Wu Huiwen's words were obviously encouraging Qiao Liang, and Qiao Liang nodded: "Sister Wu, I have remembered everything you said."

Wu Huiwen nodded, raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "We should go back."

Qiao Liang nodded, and the two continued to walk forward. Qiao Liang held the umbrella with one hand and held Wu Huiwen's waist with the other.

In the rain, with only one umbrella, this action seems reasonable and natural.

Although there was a layer of clothes between them, Qiao Liang's hands could still feel the warmth and elasticity of Wu Huiwen's waist.

This made Qiao Liang's heart beat slightly, and he couldn't help but press his hand a little harder.

"Do you feel good?" Wu Huiwen obviously felt it.

Qiao Liang's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously said, "Okay."

"How many women have you been with like this?" Wu Huiwen asked next.

"This..." Qiao Liang was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Wu Huiwen laughed silently and said nothing more.

The two of them walked forward in silence until they reached the taxi.

Although the taxi stop was some distance away, Qiao Liang still felt it was very short and arrived without even realizing it.

Then the two of them got in the car and headed back.

On the way, neither of them spoke. Qiao Liang didn't know what Wu Huiwen was thinking at this time.

The taxi driver turned on the radio in the car, and a song was playing in it: "In the rain, I wanted to light a cigarette. I guessed that the little bit of fire would disappear soon, so I hid the temperature and hid the spark in the car.

Heart, no expression, no passion..."


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