"Old Song, I'm coming back to see you!" At this moment, a familiar voice came from the door, and a man walked in with a smile on his face.

"Mayor Geng?" Zhengji was stunned when he saw the person coming, remembering Geng Jianbo's identity, it was not a very strange thing for Geng Jianbo, who was a nephew, to come back to visit his uncle.

Geng Jianbo also saw Zhengji, and he was also stunned, since the last time he said goodbye in Xincheng, he had never seen Zhengji, but he never thought that he would meet Zhengji here, he said with a smile on his face: "Xiaozheng? You are also here, when did you come to Yanjing?"

"It's not been a long time, I just came here a few days ago, thinking that Song Lao is also here, so I'll come and take a look", Masaki said with a smile.

"Xiao Geng, you're here, what's the matter? Aren't you busy with work these days? It's almost the New Year, shouldn't it be the busiest time for your work? Why do you still have time to come back to see me?" Unexpectedly, Song Lao didn't seem to be happy about Geng Jianbo's return, but looked at him sternly and said, it can be seen that Song Lao also has a stern side to the younger generation.

"Uncle, didn't I just come to Yanjing to come to work on business? So I took the time to come to see you, I haven't seen you for a while, I miss you very much, you are very concerned about you, you are kind to work, you will never lose our family, you must do a good job, I will fly back overnight in the afternoon," Geng Jianbo explained without any dissatisfaction.

"So that's the case, then I'll rest assured, Xiao Geng, you have to remember, since you are in your position, you should plan your affairs, as the mayor of a city, you must always remember to think about the people, always rush to the front, Xincheng is also the hometown of Xiao Zheng, you should develop Xincheng even more", Song Lao heard Geng Jianbo's words, his face eased slightly, and a smiling face reappeared on his face.

"Of course it will, uncle, don't worry, Xincheng is indeed a good place with great development potential," Geng Jianbo sat down and put down the specialty he was carrying.

"Well, that's good, since you're here, don't leave at noon and have lunch together," Seeing that it wasn't early, Song Lao nodded and said.

At this time, Masaki's phone rang, and Masaki took out his mobile phone apologetically, said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to answer a call", and then walked out of the house.

"Hey, hello", Masaki pressed answer.

"Xiao Zheng, I'm Qiong Yao," Qiong Yao's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Teacher Qiong Yao, is there something wrong?" Zhengji didn't expect it to be Qiong Yao's call.

"Well, that's the case, I've sorted out some manuscripts these days, so I want you to see if you can compose a song, I don't know if you have time?" Qiong Yao's voice came.

"Of course you can, when?" Masaki didn't hesitate.

"There's no need to be in a hurry in terms of time, in this way, tonight, how about we have a meal together and then talk?" Qiong Yao on the other side of the phone thought for a while and said.

"Okay tonight, Teacher Qiong Yao, I will definitely make an appointment", Zhengji thought that there should be nothing to do in the evening, so he agreed.

"Okay, then it's decided, I'll wait for you at the Wanyuan Hotel in the evening, then you can get busy first, see you in the evening", Qiong Yao said with a look of joy.

"Well, see you in the evening", Masaki, who hung up the phone, suddenly felt a little urgent, so he walked around the yard and finally found a bathroom in a corner.

When returning, Masaki saw the gazebo on the side, sitting quietly a slender figure, letting the slight cold wind blow her hair, the cold wind, the lonely pavilion, the beauty, in this world to form a beautiful scenery, Masaki looked at the figure, but for some reason felt a sense of gloom and loneliness, and involuntarily walked forward.

"What is a person thinking here?" Masaki's gentle voice sounded in the woman's ears.

Song Yu's body trembled slightly, leaning her head low, and her jet-black hair covered her beautiful face, making it impossible to see her expression at this time.

"I didn't think about anything, it's just that the room is too stuffy, come out and sit", Song Yu's slightly hoarse voice sounded, making Zhengji feel more and more pity.

Zhengji gently sat beside Song Yu and followed her gaze to the emerald green pines and cypresses not far ahead.

"You say, won't it be tiring to be evergreen like pines and cypresses, and other trees will rest in the cold, but they are still verdant," Song Yu's voice came.

"Zifei fish know the joy of fish, in my opinion, the pines and cypresses are evergreen all year round, but they love the world deeply, and they refuse to miss the slightest time, and they would rather endure the biting cold wind in the cold day and the moon, but also look at the world proudly," Zhengji's voice sounded slowly.

"The pines and cypresses can decide how to spend their lives, but we are often unable to help ourselves, and I suddenly realized that sometimes, we are even more free than this ordinary plant," Song Yu said in a slightly low voice.

Zhengji was slightly stunned, looking at her soft side face, could it be that she has been thinking about this question here? Zhengji couldn't help but think of the conversation between Song Lao and Ding Lao about Song Yu in the hospital room that day.

"No, the fate of each of us is actually in our own hands, and what makes us feel constrained is not the mysterious fate, but the bond of being an emotional and conscious person, have you ever thought about it? Many times, in many cases, it is not that you can't walk away or stay out of the matter, but more because of the pressure you put on yourself, and you force yourself to do it according to the ideas of important people, in other words, you can also say that you are a person of extreme affection, and you would rather use your life as a sacrifice under pressure, but also in exchange for the satisfaction of the people you care about and love, you are not unable to escape, but you are unwilling, and you can't bear to leave Song Lao alone to face the pain of losing trust in others", Zhengji looked at Song Yuxin and said.

Song Yu lowered her head and didn't speak, but her trembling shoulders betrayed her inner peace at the moment, every word and sentence that Zhengji said echoed in her heart like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten, yes, she was indeed ruthless.

A pair of warm hands gently attached to her shoulders, Zhengji looked at this poor Song Yu, no one knew that she was like a goddess on weekdays, and she would also have a fragile day, no one knew the pain and entanglement in her heart.

"Behind the dark clouds is still a brilliant sunny day, don't be blinded by the frustration and unsatisfactory in front of you, believe me, any sleepiness, in the end there will always be a solution, I promised you, I will help you do it, I will not give up, this is my commitment to you as a man, so please be strong, optimistic, and spend every day happily," Zhengji's firm eyes made Song Yu feel very down-to-earth inexplicably, and unconsciously, she gradually leaned into Zhengji's arms, sniffing the good smell of honey locusts on his body, Song Yu's fluctuating mood also saw calm, and now she suddenly thought about how good it would be if time stopped like this for this second.

"Little sister, it turns out that you are here, did I come at the wrong time and saw something that should not be seen?" At this time, a mocking voice broke the subtle atmosphere between the two, but it was Song Liang standing behind the two with a smile on his face.

"Brother!" Song Yu's face was as red as an apple, and he sat up straight in the arms of Zhengji, bowing his head but not speaking.

Zhengji was also a little embarrassed, in someone's house, and in front of someone's sister to make such an intimate move, even if his psychological quality was better than him, he didn't feel it, and looked at Song Liang embarrassedly and smiled.

"I don't want to disturb you, but isn't it time for us to eat now?" Grandpa, they have already gone to the restaurant," Song Liang stopped teasing the two, and said with a smile, his heart was actually dissatisfied with his grandfather's arrangement, so he was bent on helping his sister out of this fate, for some reason, he always had a hunch that Masaki might be the only person who could help his sister.

After the meal, Geng Jianbo was about to leave, and Zhengji remembered that the police chief Zhou Huansheng asked him, so he used the excuse of sending Geng Jianbo and walked to the door with him.

"Xiao Zheng, do you have anything to say?" Geng Jianbo deserved to be as wise as a torch, and he could see at a glance that Zhengji had come to send him off, and I was afraid that he had something to say.

"Well, does Uncle Geng remember that police chief in Xincheng, Zhou Huansheng?" said after a moment's thought.

"Zhou is still alive?" Geng Jianbo recalled, remembering the farce when he had dinner with Zhengji for the first time, nodded and said, "Remember, what's wrong? Did he do anything out of the ordinary again?"

"No, Uncle Geng misunderstood, he took care of me, and then he came to me and said that I would apologize to Uncle Geng on his behalf," Zhengji decided to tell the truth.

"Apologize to me, no need, to be honest, Xiao Zheng, how do you feel about him?" Geng Jianbo asked with squinted eyes.

"If it is perfect, it must be false, but he has made the mistake of bureaucratic style, but people make mistakes, and I found out from the process of contacting him later, in addition to those previous mistakes, he is still a good official, and it is not easy for the country to train a cadre, so I think I can give him a chance?" said Zhengji tentatively said in his heart.

Geng Jianbo thought for a while, nodded and said: "What you said is also reasonable, but Xincheng is not my word, whether he has a chance or not is not something I can decide alone, the main thing is himself, if he can do things for the people in a down-to-earth manner, I believe that even without me, he can also make a difference", Geng Jianbo slowly walked to the car and said.

Zhengji listened to it and knew that this matter was done, some things that could not be said were too explicit, Geng Jianbo said this actually meant that he should have understood what he meant, Zhengji nodded and said: "I understand, I will relay Uncle Geng's words to him, Uncle Geng, slow down on the road when you go back, pay attention to safety."