All self-confidence actually comes from one's own strength. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Self-confidence without strength is not self-confidence, but arrogance.

Obviously, Wu Cheng is not an arrogant person. Even in the beginning, he was able to show his self-confidence by keeping his finger on the pulse of the times.

That kind of self-confidence is incomprehensible to everyone.

"The room is a bit dark, it looks like it's windy outside!"

He looked up at the closed window and said the weather, just the weather.

However, Jiang Dangjia sighed casually: "Yes! The storm in June may be a little sick!" After a pause, he said: "Do you need to turn on the lights? I thought that standing in the dark, you can see the bright place more clearly! It won't affect you!"

The previous sentence, as well as the middle part of the name in the back, Wu Cheng could hear that Jiang Dangjia might mean something. Although he understood the meaning, he didn't understand what he meant.

But it didn't matter, he didn't want to really understand!

"It's okay!

He said so, then reached out and gently rubbed his fingers on his temples.

As he massaged him, he hummed softly, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests of the chair. It was a very old song, or so to speak, opera.

Listening to such a tune, people can't help but think of the word 'nostalgia'.

It's like an old man nostalgic for the past and reminiscing about his lost youth.

However, this kind of remembrance should not be sad, but a little leisurely.

However, he always felt that Jiang Dangjia was a little sad when he was humming this tune.

He didn't know why, maybe it was because he thought that he would never be able to go back to the green and prosperous years, or maybe he would never go back to see the magnificent rivers and mountains, and of course, maybe he just wanted to express his dissatisfaction with the status quo.

Who knows?

Speaking of which, he is indeed qualified to express his dissatisfaction with the current situation, as the supreme leader of the party, government, and region, many things cannot be decided in one word, and anyone can be dissatisfied.

It's just a pity that the court is not a river and lake, if the gangsters are dissatisfied, they can directly cut down the resisters with a knife, and see who dares to jump out to find a sense of existence if there is nothing to do?

"Open the windows and let them in!"

After humming the song, the old man raised his hand and looked up to signal the window in front of him.

He glanced at the old man, and in silence, stepped forward and pushed open the window.

A hint of stuffiness and heat poured in, but compared to the stuffiness and heat in the room, this breath was obviously cooler.

The window is a very old lattice window, but the wood lattice is pasted inside, not the ancient gauze paper, but frosted glass, I think it is indeed more stuffy than the ancient kind of screen.

Push open the window, the landscape of the courtyard is imprinted, there is a small begonia nearby, and there is a cluster of green bamboo planted in the opposite corner of the wall, the begonia flowers have already bloomed, and one or two pinkish red dry petals can be seen on the ground, and the tree at this time has been full of small fruits with green and pink.

A begonia leaf was blown off in the wind and brought in by the wind that poured into the window.

He didn't bother with the fallen leaves, just looked up at the sky.

The sky was a little overcast, like the brewing before a storm was coming.

It was a bit of a coincidence that the fallen leaf floated into the old man's hand.

The old man picked up the fallen leaves that had fallen on his lap, looked at them quietly, and finally sighed: "Even an old tree can't withstand too much wind and rain, let alone just a small tree!"

In the last question, although the old man did not look at him in front of the window, he stood in front of the window and knew that the old man was indeed asking him.

He turned around, thought about it, and was not high-spirited, but simply expounded the thoughts in his heart directly, "How can you grow without experiencing wind and rain? Instead of protecting it and not letting it go through wind and rain, it is better to watch it and let it grow in the wind and rain...... If it were me, I would prefer to look at the rainbow in the sky after the wind and rain, even if I was covered in the wind and rain, I would not hesitate to do it!"

His tone was unhurried, and his words seemed to be high-spirited, but his temperament was very calm.

"But what if it breaks in the wind and rain?" the old man smiled at the corner of his lips, the question seemed a little sarcastic, but the smile did not mean mockery.

"If you fold it, you will fold it!" he said with a very simple smile, which is very in line with the impulse and enthusiasm of young people, "at least in order to see that rainbow, I have worked hard and persevered, and I can have no regrets!"

At this moment, he looks like a normal young man.

"Do you have no regrets?" the old man began to ask himself again, but his eyes were staring at the fallen leaves in his hand, "The wind and rain remove the meaning of decay and leave a new life with more vitality?!"

Thunderbolt -

A bolt of lightning pierced the dreary sky, and then a storm struck.

The slightest hint of rain drifted into the window with the wind, and he looked back at the courtyard, where the green bamboo and begonia trees in the wind and rain were even more verdant and green.

"Do you want to close it?" he asked.

"It's been a long time since I've listened to the wind and the rain like this!"

The smile on the corner of the old man's lips became stronger, as if he was a child.

……

Two hours later, he sat in Jiang Sanshao's car, which was personally driven by Jiang Sanshao and sent him back to the hotel. Jiang Sanshao looked at Wu Cheng and didn't say thank you, not because he didn't want to, but because he suddenly felt that these two words couldn't fully express his gratitude.

The old man is the head of their family and the pillar of their family. However, whether he is healthy or not affects not only a family, but also this region.

Therefore, Jiang Sanshao felt more and more that the word 'thank you' was too light.

He reached out and patted Jiang Sanshao's shoulder, smiled, didn't say anything, just waved at him, and then walked into the hotel.

Of course, he didn't need Jiang Sanshao's thanks, because he took action to take care of Jiang Dang's body, not for his Jiang family, but for a bigger and higher level.

At this level, Jiang Sanshao didn't see it, but he didn't expect it.

Because in his opinion, Wu Cheng is his friend and brother, and he asked him to help the old man adjust his body, which is completely based on his love as a friend and brother, and has nothing to do with anything else.

However, he didn't know that Wu Cheng's willingness to make a move actually had little to do with his brotherhood, he just wanted to see something he would rather see, so he made a move.

Jiang Sanshao thought that he understood his smile and the chic wave, but in fact, he didn't know, he didn't understand anything.

In the hotel, people who wanted to go out could only stay in their hotel rooms to listen to the wind and rain. People who like to be quiet can calm down and appreciate the wind and rain, but for people who are happy, the sound of wind and rain can't help but be annoying.

Zhong Chuhong felt very annoyed, but Lan Jieying was a little happy.

It's just that Lan Jieying is not the kind of person who likes to be quiet, she just thinks that it is actually quite good to go out and get a rain. It would be even better if she had her brother by her side.

So she lay in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the rain outside the window, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her smile was a little innocent, as if she was thinking about something that made her feel very happy.

"Aunt Hong, you say, let Brother Cheng take us out for a walk in the rain, okay?"

She didn't look back, with an innocent romantic smile on her face, asking innocent and romantic questions.

"You're stupid! It's so windy outside, it's raining so fast, how can you walk in the rain?"

Annoyed, she casually smashed a pillow towards her, right on her buttocks.

She didn't care, looked back at her with a grin, and then continued to lie in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watch the wind outside blowing the green trees on both sides of the street, and the rain beating the leaves.

She felt that the rain beating on her side should also be a good enjoyment.

It's a very peculiar idea.

But for a person who has never experienced any wind and rain since she was a child, it is not unusual to have such an idea, because she does not know how strong the wind is and how strong the rain is.

But the next moment, her body trembled, and then she slapped her little chest and stepped back from the floor-to-ceiling window. Because a bright light pierced the sky and pierced the rain curtain, as if it were exploding in front of her, and then the explosion sound reached her eardrums.

"Wow, that scared the hell out of me!"

"Who scared you again?"

Pushing open the door, he saw her patting her small chest, looking at Zhong Chuhong who was lying on the sofa with a lazy look, he thought that Aunt Hong was bullying her again, and then he frowned and looked at Aunt Hong.

Touching his eyes, Aunt Hong rolled her eyes and gave him a gorgeous back of her head.

Lan Jieying ran towards him happily, jumping like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

"No, I was almost startled by the lightning just now. A pair of her lotus arms were around his neck, her long legs around his waist, and her body hung over his body.

It was very unimpressive, but she didn't care, because there were only three of them.

His hands supported her little buttocks, walked to Zhong Chuhong, who was lying on the sofa, and slapped her buttocks casually, "Okay! I apologize, I blame you again!"

She snorted softly, not seeming to appreciate his insincere affection.

"Why are you so sullen? Who offended you again?"

"It's just because of this rain!" Lan Jieying said with a smile, "Aunt Hong originally wanted to go out and play!"

After a pause, she said again: "Brother Cheng, let's go out for a walk in the rain!"

“……”

Her innocence made him a little crying and laughing.

"Is it because of this rain?"

He looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the heavy rain curtain, as if he could see something hidden behind the rain. "It's a good rain! There might be a rainbow after the rain!" he said, "Even if there is no rainbow, the air should be fresher!"

He felt that when the rain came, the two words that the old man said, or the two questions he asked, could indicate something to some extent.

It's just that what he didn't expect was what kind of impact and turmoil it would cause when these things appeared.

Not to mention how the countries of the world look at it, but on the side of the treasure island, it is no less than an eight-magnitude earthquake.