On the fire truck, Zheng Ke sighed: "In our industry, we can encounter all kinds of weird things. What we just did is not an exaggeration. It is at best the fun between husband and wife. Last time, we met someone who was messing around on the balcony of a bar.
After playing too much, the woman accidentally fell out of the balcony railing. Fortunately, she grabbed the railing and didn't fall. When we arrived at the scene..."
Zheng Ke glanced at Song Jingye next to him mid-sentence and did not say anything further. If he said anything further, it would be obscene. He didn't want to hear it either, so he changed the subject: "How did you know that person just now?"
At first glance, that person was not the same type of person as his Captain Song.
"We had contact at work before." Song Jingye replied calmly. The matter with Zhao Tingxing was too complicated. Initially, it was to save Yaoyao, but also for Chen Ning to return to the foundation. Later, it was for the Senbing Group and Gu Ruan.
Dong, I have never been a stranger, I didn’t expect to meet him tonight.
Mentioning this, I thought of Chen Ning again. Back then she was still a stubborn little girl who didn't know how to adapt, but now she is much more tactful.
I can't think about it, as soon as I think about it, the feeling of boredom rises again.
At this time, Zheng Ke was driving the fire truck, and Song Jingye was sitting in the passenger seat. After driving for a while, his mind suddenly came to his mind. When they were in the northwest many years ago, they went to the mountains for training. It was the same every evening when they returned to the army. Zheng Ke drove the fire truck.
He was sitting in the passenger seat of a military truck.
One time, he wanted to send the mobile phone back to Chen Ning. He made an appointment the first day, but due to an accident during training the next day, he didn't arrive on time.
That night, their truck passed the intersection of her school. He forgot about it, so he didn't stop and drove straight ahead. It was Zheng Ke who reminded him that there was a little girl chasing their car from behind. He looked back,
I saw her little figure.
He still remembered that night, when he asked her to invite her to dinner, and she said that the school gate time was up and she had to go back. Many years passed, and things that he didn't take to heart at the time suddenly emerged clearly in his heart, making his
She felt a little sour in her heart. This feeling was even worse than the worry she had felt in Country X a while ago.
He asked Zheng Ke: "Did you often buy her food before?"
"Who? What snacks are you buying?" Zheng Ke was asked so abruptly that he had no idea what he was asking.
"Ning Hui, when she was in school."
"She, yes, when she was in high school, her seniors often stayed up late to study. She would definitely not be willing to buy food for herself, so if I passed by their school, I would buy her some. After I came to Beijing to study, I invited her
We had dinner several times. Her school was not in the city, and I had just been transferred back to Beijing at that time. I was busy with work, so I couldn't take care of her."
Song Jingye listened in silence, thinking about the card she had never used, and how little he had cared about her in those years.
"Captain Song, why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"It's okay." I just suddenly remembered something from the past.
When the car arrived at the fire brigade, they got off the car and drove their own cars to the squad leader's restaurant for dinner.
When the squad leader saw them coming, he hurriedly came out to entertain them. Seeing that Zheng Ke was still wearing a firefighting uniform, he asked, "Did you just get off work?"
"Yeah, if there's anything delicious, please bring it to me and Captain Song."
"Right away." The monitor turned and went back to the kitchen. After a while, the waiter and the waiter came pushing the dining cart.
Song Jingye took a look and found that in addition to a few dishes, there was also a nourishing soup.
"We have a chef who is good at Cantonese cuisine. Making soup is his forte. I learned a little bit from him. It's for health." The squad leader said and brought a cup to each of them.
Song Jingye didn't drink and didn't even touch the spoon.
"Come here, why don't you call Xiao Ning back? After she finished drinking that cup of bamboo shoots and duck soup last time, she specially sent me a message saying it was very delicious."