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Chapter 1626

I don’t know why, but after I sent this text message, I immediately regretted it and started to panic.

Feng Xiao, who do you think you are? When this idea suddenly came out of my heart, I realized why I was flustered. Yes, I really like to be nosy.

But I immediately understood the fundamental reason why I was meddling in this nosy matter: I wasn't doing it for Principal Wu, but because of Chenchen.

From now on, she will open her own music bar in the medical university, so the care of Principal Wu will be very important to her in the future. In fact, this is also an exchange.

After arriving at the airport, I asked Zhong Feng to park the car in the garage below. She asked me, "Just park it here for a month?"

I smiled and said, "What else can I do? It doesn't cost much to stop for a month."

She sighed: "You are not a business person, and you don't care about costs when doing things. Whatever, it's up to you, you don't lack the money anyway."

I laughed it off. But I was thinking: Who said I don’t care about costs? Staying here for a month only costs a thousand yuan at most, but if someone finds out that we went abroad together, my losses will be huge.

That's big.

After getting off the car, I went to the trunk to get her and my luggage, which were actually two wheeled suitcases that could be dragged. At this time, she said to me: "Give me your mobile phone."

I was suddenly stunned, "Why do you want my phone?"

She smiled and said: "Now that you are out, you should turn off your mobile phone. Things in your unit have already been arranged, right?"

I shook my head, "No. A cadre of my level cannot shut down his phone for a long time. This is a rule. I must ensure that my superiors can find me at any time."

She was very surprised, "Is there such a rule?"

I nodded.

In fact, she didn't know that a certain leader once had a series of problems discovered because he had turned off his phone for more than three days. In fact, if he didn't turn off his phone, nothing would have happened. But because he turned off his phone, the superiors thought something was wrong with him.

Then I sent someone to investigate and found out a lot of problems.

Of course I'm not worried about my superiors investigating me, because I think I don't have any big problems. But I don't want to cause trouble for myself - since there are such regulations from above, I should take them seriously.

It was almost evening when we arrived at Shenzhen Airport. When we boarded the express boat to Hong Kong, I found a text message from Lin Yu: Stay safe and hope everything goes well for you.

In such a sentence, she didn't mention the matter of Principal Wu. But I know that her not mentioning it already shows that she knows it well. As for me, I have already told her about this matter, even if my work is done.

It's over, and what happens next is beyond my control.

I wanted to call Chenchen and ask her how she was doing, but I restrained my urge.

One thing I didn't expect: when I just deleted the text message Lin Yu sent me, I suddenly received a call from Kang Demao.

My text message contact with Lin Yu has always been like this. After reading it, I will delete it immediately. After all, the relationship between us cannot be exposed.

When I saw Kang Demao's name on the caller ID, I was very surprised and a little excited. But after I was excited for a moment, I suddenly became surprised: Why did he suddenly remember to call me?

I hurriedly answered, "Demao..."

He said: "Feng Xiao, I've been thinking about it for a long time and think we should have a good talk. Are you free tonight? Let's go sit together?"

In fact, I was very happy to hear him say this, but now it was too unlucky. I said to him apologetically: "De Mao, I'm sorry, I am on my way to Europe, and now I am heading from Shenzhen to Hong Kong. I

Let’s talk about it when we get back, okay?”

He didn't seem to believe me, "Going abroad?"

I said: "I just set off this afternoon."

His voice suddenly became strange, "It's not such a coincidence, is it?"

I suddenly felt a little angry, but I tried my best to control it, "De Mao, do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you?"

He was silent for a while and then said: "Now you are living a very comfortable life, but I am suffering. Well, you can talk about it after you come back."

Then he hung up the phone immediately. I immediately thought to myself: Are you suffering? You are already at the deputy director level at a young age, what else can you do? Isn’t this all your own fault? I live a comfortable life.

What does not moisturizing have to do with you?

Suddenly, I remembered what he meant - the meaning of his words seemed to be: It seems that my current nourishment was obtained by betraying him!

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: Who is this? Now that things are like this, he still comes to me so bitterly to say such things to me. Fortunately, I won't care about him too much. It would be difficult to say it to others.

Suddenly I remembered a sentence: Character determines destiny. It seems that many philosophical words do have their truth.

During the entire trip from Jiangnan Airport to Shenzhen, Zhong Feng kept the minimum distance from me. Except for the gentle look she occasionally gave me, she never had any intimate expressions with me.

But when I arrived at the Hong Kong Airport, she immediately changed. She started to hold my arm. At this time, we were as close as a couple. I immediately understood that she was worried about being in the Mainland.

An acquaintance saw me with her, which had a bad impact on me.

She is a very sensible woman. But judging from her current age, she should be so.

This is my second time to Hong Kong Airport. The last time I came here was with Zeng Yufang. Now this place has not changed at all, but the people around me have changed. This immediately made me sigh with emotion: Time

He is truly a magician who can change everything. When Zeng Yufang and I were here, how could I have thought of today?

So what about tomorrow? Who will be by my side next time I come here again? I don’t know, and I don’t want to think about such things now, because I am not a prophet. But what I think about most at the moment is

:When we came back here from abroad, I could hold my child's hand.

But, can I realize such a dream?

Tomorrow, tomorrow we will arrive in Vienna. Maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow I will know the answer.

After boarding the luxury passenger plane to Vienna, Zhong Feng immediately snuggled into my arms. She whispered to me: "It's so good. The last time I came out, I was alone. At that time, I felt that my whole world was about to disappear.

I was about to disappear. At that time, I had no support, just like a stray dog. I didn’t know when I would die in a foreign country. It seemed that God was not kind to me, it allowed me to survive, and

It’s so nice to still have you with me now..."

Her words made me feel so warm, and I couldn't help but think: If only I could like her, maybe she would be a good wife.

However, I immediately thought of Zhao Menglei and Chen Yuan. The shadow of their death still shrouded deeply in my heart. At this moment, she in my arms was a woman who had walked out of death. I could not put them together again.

She was brought into danger.

I admit that I have become superstitious now. Although I have tried to get rid of the superstitious thoughts in my heart more than once, I found that it is no longer possible because there is always a terrible shadow playing deep in my heart.

It won’t go away.

Zhao Menglei, Chen Yuan, Su Hua, Liu Meng, Shangguanqin, and Sun Lulu, they all had a special relationship with me, but now they have all left this world, and their deaths seem to be indirectly related to me.

relation.

The rest such as Zhuang Qing, Xia Lan, Tang Zi, Yu Min, Tong Jiumei, etc., but they have all left me. Maybe this is the fundamental reason why nothing happened to them? Regarding this, I really don’t dare to go

Think more.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as I treat the woman beside me from the bottom of my heart, that's it. Marriage is just a formality.

Suddenly I remembered the nursery rhyme: Nursery rhyme, you won’t say anything more when I’m with this woman, right? (To be continued)


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