There is a sense of ritual in the lingering before parting, and when you think that the other person is about to leave, you will go out of your way to please the other person, but this will only make the goodbye more difficult. Li Ziyi reluctantly sent Muge downstairs, followed him to the door, and finally scribbled on a trench coat and uniform, accompanied Muge through the winding lakes and quiet mountains, and under the curious gaze of the children, accompanied Muge to the gate of the manor where the special services were stationed.

"You're thinly dressed, so have someone take you back." Pastoral thought that Li Zi was temporarily dressed just for her eyes, but she didn't expect her to follow so far.

Li Zi didn't squeak, lowered her head and threw herself into his arms, buried her head in Madrigal's chest, and hugged her harder and harder. Li Yanyan sat in the special service guard tower, stunned and stared at the men and women hugging each other tightly, unable to imagine how to calm public opinion after this scene was made public-he could only desperately comfort himself, this is all a matter of the International Liaison Department, I will not work overtime, I will never work overtime.

Pastoral gently stroked Li Zi's long hair, and it felt like silk: "Don't be sad, it's not good to be seen by neighbors." In such a high-end community, the owners who live are not to be underestimated. ”

Li Zi raised her head with red eyes, and the reddish lying silkworm was filled with tears like a beautiful little peach: "Those who live here are all servants who have served the Li family for generations. We have a good relationship, so the environment is safe. ”

Madrigal's smile suddenly became hard. He thought that Lai's territory was limited to a nostalgic home. He thought to himself, sure enough, the road of struggle cannot be stopped.

"Mom is capricious, she won't help you, she will only harm you, you don't want to be as foolish and loyal as the god of war, and don't expect to rely on her. Although Li Zi was carried away by love, her ability to calmly judge the facts is still excellent. She reluctantly buttoned the pastoral song: "Your real savior is Cui Yongji." He has been transferred back to the summer palace as a chief of staff to the president, and will soon be awarded a real position, with a lot of trading chips and connections in his hands, he is more reliable than his mother. Most importantly, you are one of the few people who is truly recognized by him. ”

"Li Zi ......" Madrigal didn't expect Li Zi to say such a thing, and held her cold hand with emotion, "Don't you want me to curry favor with the vice president?"

"Why don't I want to? deep down, I secretly hope that you can please her well, but I know very well that she will manipulate, play, exploit, and sacrifice you like a second Zheng Xuan......" Li Zi looked away sadly, frowning slightly: "The behavior of people like my mother seems to be capricious, but in fact, it is easy to predict, it is not human nature that rules their brains, but desire, and they are like simple paramecium. That's why I'm saying these things to you, I'm afraid you'll become as stupid as Zheng Xuan. ”

"Zheng Xuan, he ......" pastoral once again suffered a blow to the heart. In his heart, Zheng Xuan is wise and decisive, and he has the sun and the moon in his hands, how can he be said to be stupid?

"Zheng Xuan is stupid. He pledged his allegiance to his mother regardless of the gains and losses, regardless of how difficult the road was. Trust me, he's by no means as strong as you seem, and with a scarred face beneath his mask, he's almost finished. Li Zi said softly, "You have to be smarter than him." ”

Madrigal felt that there were 10,000 ways to interpret this sentence, but it was impossible for Li Zi to provide an official commentary. A smart girl like her, even if she has revealed everything to you, you sometimes can't understand her intriguing prophecies.

"I'll learn from that. Pastoral thought of Zheng Xuantuogu's words, and had mixed feelings, so he had to perfunctory Li Zi. After Zheng Xuan got drunk, he asked Pastoral to protect Jiang Li, was it really a foolish loyalty? Pastoral still needs to be investigated.

"Don't worry, I'll be back triumphant. When the pastoral song said this, he had no bottom in his heart. In a large-scale battle, a small army commander is like an ant, just a number on a roster.

"I don't expect you to be triumphant, I only want you to return safely. I will do my best to ask for valuable information for you, and we will always keep in touch. Li Zi arranged his collar for him, and her voice was so soft and gentle that his heart almost didn't have the strength to beat. He couldn't help but hug his girlfriend tightly, rubbing his cheek against her hair, and a thousand words piled up in his throat, sublimated into a promise: "We will always be together, and death can't separate us." ”

Li Zi bit her lip with joy and leaned her chin on her boyfriend's solid shoulder, her eyes burned by tears. From a hurried glance to a speechless stuck, from a cold stranger to a worried stomach, from competitive to frank...... The intricate fate brings the lovers together who don't get on the right page. They stumbled overhead, always with dark clouds over their heads, and today they finally saw the light of day, and they no longer fought like children, but joined hands like adults to face all the sinister things.

Even if they are reluctant to give up, the two must say goodbye and compete to show their strong side. He was leaving, the hand he was holding turned into a pull, and the hand he was holding turned into an index finger hook, and finally the line was broken, and under the serious and steady nod of the madrigal, Li Zi did not chase again, and watched the madrigal's car drive away.

After the separation, Li Zi felt cold, clasped her arms tightly, leaned back and thought about something.

Madrigal was in the car, leaning back in the back seat without saying a word. His body was warm, and he firmly believed that the brief parting was to meet in a more beautiful distance.

The inside information that Madrigal came into contact with was quickly discounted within three days.

The Congress passed the Declaration of War on the Galaxy and the Reconquista submitted by Jiang Li. The new ship-building plan was quickly launched, and the tide-like orders poured into the major ship-building ports, and the market value of the ship-building industry and downstream arms dealers rose after three days, and those high-flying consortia basically sent representatives of the gate valve to attend Jiang Li's private banquet on Chuyang Island, and Jiang Li naturally used other means to purchase these skyrocketing stocks, and Muge saw Li Yanyan report a mysterious form to Jiang Li. Many people have made a lot of money in these three days - how to calculate the debt deficit, that is the problem of the Ministry of Finance, and the sanctity of private property is the eternal theme of Jiang Li and his partners' toast.

The feast of the gate lord predators went on at the same time as the carnival of ordinary citizens, and Jiang Li was always able to ensure that the civilians were more hilarious, crazier, and happier than them.

The entire Strategic Intelligence Service was overloaded, and in an instant, the online newspapers that shouted for human rights, the columnists who called for animal protection, and the marketing media that drove up prices suddenly rushed to the outside world like a string of confessions, competing to publish their insights to expose the hegemonic ambitions of the galaxy. Academic works advocating the "galactic threat theory" such as "Two Galaxies Are Approaching Rather Than Close", "The Ambition of the Galaxy, Advancing the Date of the Collision of the Two Galaxies by 8 Billion Years", "The Galaxy Is Rising", and "The Threat from Fanatical Materialists" suddenly monopolized the top 10 of the bestseller list.

"A Guide to Milky Way Bioidentics," Richard, the host of the "Voice of the Gods" program, which is popular with middle-aged and elderly people, learned the orangutan to walk in the picture: "What? You ask me how to deal with sunlight? Just like I do, I waste sunlight every day!"

Richard's burlesque performances always reap the sound effects of laughter from the director. In fact, the ratings of "Voice of the Gods" have risen slightly, which makes Richard even more motivated.

"The second issue of the Galactic Bioidentification Guide," this time, the host of the "Voice of the Gods" program Richard scolded the street in the middle school: "I don't have it, and others don't want to keep it! You wait, tonight I will ask my old Song to dismantle your solar restraint device!"

With no one ever seen a real person from the galaxy, the citizens of the Pantheon laughed at their superiority and sense of humor, and confident that they knew the group inside out, and they pressed Richard to continue producing a sequel to The Creature Identification Guide to the Galaxy.

On the other hand, conscription offices have sprung up all over the major urban areas, and they involve some slightly more important issues, so the work here is even more impressive and in full swing.