"Xiaodong, is that you?" Zhao Guodong didn't expect that Han Dong would come to him at this time.

"It's me." Han Dong's calm face couldn't hide a touch of frustration and loneliness.

"Come, come in and sit." Zhao Guodong diligently made tea for Han Dong, and Han Dong just sat on the sofa without saying a word.

The six thousand yuan that I borrowed from her had already been returned to her, and the relationship between the two showed a strange process from rapidly becoming close to gradually becoming cold, even Zhao Guodong couldn't say why the relationship between himself and Han Dong suddenly faded, maybe it was related to Kong Yue, maybe it was just his own self-inflicted affection, Han Dong just regarded himself as a good friend with a different surname.

The temperature of the hot tea seemed to make Han Dong's face a little better, and she held the teacup without saying a word, which made Zhao Guodong wonder what happened to her.

Just as Zhao Guodong was pondering what happened to Han Dong, Han Dong was silently reciting Zhao Guodong's name, the man who walked into his heart with one foot and never stepped in with the other.

The ambiguity between Zhao Guodong and Kong Yue did not hide from Han Dong, although the friendship between her and Kong Yue had long since faded because of the suspicion and vigilance between the two parties, but she could still easily perceive that there was an ulterior relationship between Zhao Guodong and Kong Yue.

Kong Yue's emotions can't be hidden from familiar friends, and who is in contact with Kong Yue during this period, the answer is unknown.

Kong Yue's happy smile and glowing spirit all stimulated Han Dong, but she endured it, she disdained to win someone's favor by means of competing for favor and flattery, the feelings were mutual, if there was fate, then they could naturally come together.

She hoped that Zhao Guodong would be able to choose between her and Kong Yue, but until now, this answer seemed to be vague.

And now she has to leave, she can't give up the opportunity for this ethereal love, and it is difficult to say whether this love belongs to her or not.

Before leaving, she wanted to reminisce about the smell and taste that was almost her own.

"I'm leaving."

"Gone? Where are you going? Zhao Guodong was surprised.

"I'm going to be transferred, to the city." Han Dong's expression was as pale as boiled water.

"Where's the city?" Zhao Guodong raised his eyebrows, Han Dong only came to sit occasionally for so long, and the atmosphere where the two used to talk about everything disappeared all of a sudden.

"Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee." Han Dong's loneliness looked in Zhao Guodong's eyes, and he seemed to be aware of the estrangement between the two, and the intimacy between Yuntai Mountain and Xiaogu Mountain came and went as quickly as flowing clouds.

"Good place, Han Dong, you are learning Chinese, and you can show your strengths when you go to the Propaganda Department." Zhao Guodong intends to liven up the atmosphere, "I am now a new person and I want to make some achievements, if I really have the opportunity, I also need the news media to help me. ”

The change in Zhao Guodong's tone made Han Dong's heart tremble again, was he really happy that he was transferred to the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee or did he feel that he was now useful?

Zhao Guodong's sincere eyes instantly relieved the doubt in Han Dong's heart, he was not this kind of person, and the joy from the heart made Han Dong's heart hot.

"Say what? I just went to the Propaganda Department, and most of the time it was just doing chores and sending and receiving. A smile appeared on the corner of Han Dong's mouth.

"Ho ho, a normal student of the Eight Classics, learning Chinese, miscellaneous? Isn't the Propaganda Department a little too extravagant? Zhao Guodong laughed, "Don't you want to help me and deliberately make an excuse?" ”

Glancing at Zhao Guodong with some resentment, Han Dong sighed, "I can help you, can I still help?" If you really need to help you publicize, I'll ask someone to help me. ”

Zhao Guodong heard the meaning of Han Dong's words, and asked thoughtfully: "Hehe, Xiaodong, the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee is a mouthpiece department, not everyone can go there, why didn't you hear any rumors?" ”

"You men know to care about these issues." Han Dong glanced at Zhao Guodong hatefully, lowered his eyelids and said, "My second uncle has just been transferred from the Blue Mountain Municipal Party Committee to the Andu Municipal Party Committee, and he helped me handle the transfer. ”

Zhao Guodong had already estimated that Han Dong, the second uncle, was afraid that he had a background, but first, it was none of his business, and second, since Han Dong didn't explain it, Zhao Guodong didn't want to ask more.

"When are you going?" Zhao Guodong asked with concern.

"Tomorrow."

"So fast? Got something you need to take with you? Or I'll send you in a car. ”

"No need, the ministry will come to the car to help me take some of my belongings away, and I don't have anything, just some books." Han Dong said faintly: "Coming here is like a dream, so short and profound, I left after more than a year." ”

Zhao Guodong pondered the meaning of Han Dong's words, short, indeed short, only more than a year, the meaning of the word profound is evocative, because of what is profound, is it the feeling and trouble he brought to her?

Zhao Guodong thought that Han Dong was a girl who was quite confident in reading, and it shouldn't be like this, but feelings are often irrational and surname-based, and now it seems that Han Dong is difficult to escape.

"Because it's short, it's so profound, Xiaodong, some things will only feel better if you don't get them, and once you get them, maybe you will immediately find that they are not as perfect as you imagined." Zhao Guodong pondered for a moment before saying.

"Really? Are you saying this for me or for you? Han Dongqing's cold gaze swept over Zhao Guodong's face, and Zhao Guodong's heart was also moved, "No, from the bottom of my heart, of course, it may not be correct." ”

Suddenly laughed, like a hundred flowers thawing, Han Dong stood up, "Guodong, thank you for your words, at least you gave me a psychological comfort, so that I don't feel too lost." ”

"Xiaodong, it's hard to say the fate between people, I remember that time we went to Yuntai Mountain, we discussed, whether it is happiness or pain without fate, everyone understands it differently." Zhao Guodong spoke eloquently like a philosopher who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

"Some people don't want to last forever, but they want to have it, and it's worth it to be brilliant in an instant; Some people pursue the eternal spirit of the rhino, a little is always imprinted, and the looming is the most evocative; And some people think that plain is true. The world is complex and ever-changing, and as the most intelligent primate, our brains are more complex than the universe, so we can never explain everything that happens emotionally. ”

Han Dong listened thoughtfully to Zhao Guodong's improvisation, but his gaze at Zhao Guodong became more profound and complex, this is a man with great taste, an extraordinary man, his every word can hit his heartstrings so powerfully, making himself resonate infinitely, why is such a man always inseparable from him?

"Guodong, your words can be recorded in the emotional aphorism." Han Dong sighed: "Well, it's not in vain that I came to say goodbye today, and it can be regarded as being taught." ”

"Xiaodong, don't be so old-fashioned, you and I still have a long way to go, who can say what will happen in the future? Before the dust settles, there are infinite variables, isn't there? Zhao Guodong shook his head.

"Well, I understand." Han Dong raised his gaze and smiled, "I've always been an optimist. Alright, it's time for me to go. ”

"Call me when you get there, I also have a place to stay in the provincial capital, right?" Zhao Guodong didn't keep much, and said with a smile.

"A gentleman's word?"

"Here it is again, I said a long time ago that I am not a gentleman, this gentleman of the world is too tired to live, but I talk the same as counting." Zhao Guodong picked up the snow-blue windbreaker for Han Dong, "Let's go, I'll send you." ”

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