Zhang Wenbo sighed: It's not that I'm too evil, it's that this woman is too wicked, she's not a human, it's a combination of angels and goblins, and I still won't make her laugh in the future, and I feel uncomfortable once I laugh once.

It wasn't until dinner that he said goodbye to Qi Zhen's parents and went home, and when he was sent home, Qi Zhen said that he would go to the station to see him off on the day he left.

Zhang Wenbo hurriedly stopped it, saying that if you really want to send me, I really can't guarantee that I can bear to go, I am starting to worry about it now, and I won't leave if I send it again.

Qi Zhen changed her words and said that she would not send it, let him pay attention to safety at work, and she would wait for him to come back.

Zhang Wenbo hurriedly turned his head and said: You go back now, and you don't want to send this road anymore.

Separation is the most difficult to give up, Zhang Wenbo deeply experienced the taste of parting for the first time, he was just worried about going to work before, and there was no such reluctance.

Resolutely turned around and left, not daring to look behind him again, and afraid that he would touch his heartstrings like the first time the two broke up, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and that feeling was torture for the parting person.

Time finally came to the day of leaving home.

Early in the morning, Zhang Wenbo rushed to the station with his backpack on his back, and wanted to send a message to Qi Zhen several times on the way to say goodbye, but finally held back.

Sending this message can only make it more difficult for you to give up, and why add resistance to your way back, men still have to be stronger, and patience will pass.

When I arrived at the station and saw the pedestrians waiting for the train, the desolation of parting automatically rose again, and the place where Zhang Wenbo worked was more than 1,000 kilometers away from home.

The feeling of wandering away from home is everywhere, I always feel that I have been wandering, there is no fixed foothold, like duckweed drifting in the wind, I can't help myself, I just have a place to belong and face separation, that kind of reluctance has never been there.

It wasn't until I sat in the car that I accepted the reality that I had to leave, and another wandering was about to begin, and this journey was inevitable and would continue in the days to come.

The car started slowly, and Zhang Wenbo subconsciously looked out the window, wanting to take another look at the city when he left.

As soon as she looked over, she saw the figure in the distance waving in the direction of her vehicle, just like when she left her house for the first time, although this figure had not been seen a few times, but she would never admit that she was mistaken, and no one could let herself see it at a glance among thousands of people.

Only her, just a wave of her hand, let her heart be tightly grasped.

She, in the end, came, this time willingly or just to complete a mission?

For a moment, Zhang Wenbo wanted to jump out of the car and pounce on the figure, but the last trace of reason allowed him to endure and resist this impulse.

He waved his hand at the window of the car in response, not caring if the other party could see it or not, until the car was getting farther and farther away.

Zhang Wenbo knew that his heart had actually been left there, and now he was just sitting here as a shell.

It wasn't until the car reached the edge of the city that Zhang Wenbo slowly came to his senses.

I picked up my phone and sent a message: Thank you for sending me, although I am gone, my heart is left by your side, take good care of me, and let it go back to where it should be when I come back next time, go back quickly, you can't go away if you stay outside.

After a while, Qi Zhen's news also came: I saw you too, but I didn't dare to go over, for fear of affecting your mood, pay attention to safety, don't think about me, I will take care of myself.

After thinking about it, he went back, and in order to alleviate the pain of parting, he had to say in a joking tone: Don't let me think that you can't do it by asking your subordinates, and please don't blame the queen for disrespecting the will.

Immediately, Qi Zhen's news came again: It's good to be joking, it means that you are not in a bad mood, you must do it, this is an order, or I won't send it to you in the future.

Zhang Wenbo sent the last message to the past: I'll try my best, don't talk about it, I don't feel at ease if you send me a message on the way, when I get to contact you, I don't have to reply to the message, I'm going to turn off the phone, otherwise I will have a hard time on this journey.

After a day and a night of non-stop driving, the car finally arrived at its destination the next morning.

From the city to this remote oil town, although it is not the first time, Zhang Wenbo still can't hide his deep discomfort, the dilapidated streets, low buildings, make Zhang Wenbo's mood start to get bad again.

This is not a place to achieve dreams, but a shelter where you have to struggle to make a living.

Zhang Wenbo's family actually didn't know that Zhang Wenbo was extremely poor and down-and-out in the unit, otherwise why would he be just a small worker after working for more than 10 years?

This is a small oil field at the end of the country, the climate is harsh, the conditions are difficult, the altitude is high, the wind and sand are big, people stay here for a long time, the old ones are much faster than other places, and after forty they look like sixty.

Only those rough men with thick skin and thick flesh can live and moisturize, how can a weak scholar-like person like Zhang Wenbo who is polite and polite, and a literary and artistic young man who is full of ideas that either writes books or paints, mix?

According to his thin body when he first joined the work, if it weren't for his sensitivity to danger that saved him several times, it is impossible to say whether he would have survived until now.

In the past few years, the security here was very poor, and there were constant fights and brawls every day, not to mention the drilling team dozens or hundreds of miles away from the base.

If you hurt someone, you can raise them for a few days, and no one reports the case, and if you report the case, you are afraid of going back and being retaliated against, so you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Anyway, in the future, people will not go too far by working honestly, so in the past few years, Zhang Wenbo would fight with people every year, his body was not as strong as others, and he was a nerd temper, and he refused to give in.

In the end, I always suffer, and I always have injuries on my body, but fortunately, it has been much better in recent years, there are fewer people fighting, and the troublemakers are almost gone.

However, he encountered a new problem, in terms of Zhang Wenbo's years of work, he should have been mixed into a team leader, and now many contract workers are mixed, not to mention that a regular employee like him is still a person from a professional school.

The classmates who graduated from the same class as him and were assigned to the well team have already taken the lead and become backbones, and several of them have entered the organs as cadres, and he is still honestly a worker.

As mentioned earlier, he is a man of letters, who likes to read, paint, and music.

I don't know if it's affected by his name, anyway, as long as he has anything to do with the word Wen, he's interested.

I just don't know where the gas and oil circuit pipelines come from, and where they go in the end, and I can't understand the working principle of each component.