After tidying up the office, Liang Haixing felt a little tired, so he sat at the desk, found a teacup again, and made a cup of tea.

The time for dinner had passed, and while tasting the new tea, Liang Haixing felt a little hungry, but there was still no one to bring him food, and he felt that Zhao Liang had fooled himself again. At this moment, there is still no one in the bureau to bring him food, and it seems that dinner needs to be solved by himself. After drinking tea, Liang Haixing got up and continued to make instant noodles.

After eating instant noodles, Liang Haixing seemed to be in much better spirits, so he called home, especially when he heard his son's voice, he should have enjoyed the joy of family, but he was sitting alone at the desk, Liang Haixing was sad for a while, and after chatting with his son for a while about the recent study, he quickly hung up the phone.

The first time he spent the weekend alone in Mashan Bureau, Liang Haixing felt very lonely, and the most urgent problem was how to survive this long dark night. Sitting at the desk, Liang Haixing looked around, remembering that he had few friends in Mashan, it was a weekend, and the cadres in the bureau did not work overtime, so no one would come to disturb him, and he felt that it was really difficult to pass the time, so Liang Haixing returned to the bedroom, laid paper on the desk, and prepared to practice calligraphy to pass the unbearable night.

Liang Haixing had just put the ink in place, and was ready to write. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door, and the silence of the night was clear. Who will report to them on this night? Liang Haixing glanced at the office door with a puzzled gaze, then put down the pen in his hand, took the dormitory door, and walked towards the office outside.

Liang Haixing opened the door and saw that under the dim corridor light, Lu Meishuang was standing in front of the door with a big cloth bag, looking at the cloth bag that exuded heat, especially when the fragrance of fennel sprout-stuffed meat buns came to his nose, Liang Haixing suddenly understood Lu Meishuang's intention: to bring dinner for himself.

As soon as the door opened, without waiting for Liang Haixing to say anything, Lu Meishuang squeezed up and went straight to Liang Haixing's desk, with Liang Haixing's puzzled gaze behind her. Lu Meishuang put the cloth bag in her hand on Liang Haixing's desk, then shook her hand and said, "I'm going to strangle me." Liang Haixing clearly found that Lu Meishuang's right hand was strangled by the rope on the cloth bag with two bright red marks.

The office building is only separated by a wall from the cadre dormitory building at the back. At night, Lu Meishuang went to his office and brought food to himself, Liang Haixing was worried that he would be discovered by the cadres in the dormitory building or office building, and once it was spread, the impact would not be good, so he didn't take Lu Meishuang into account, and looked out of the door. Looking at Liang Haixing's actions, Lu Meishuang felt a little funny, so she said, "What are you looking at?" ”

Originally, Liang Haixing wanted to tell Lu Meishuang his thoughts, but he seemed to feel a little worried, so he smiled slightly and said nothing. Lu Meishuang seemed to see Liang Haixing's thoughts, and she was very calm and disdainful: "At this time, you are busy with your own affairs, who pays attention to you?" Lu Meishuang said again: "Do you have water here?" I'm dying of thirst. Lu Meishuang just sat on the chair opposite Liang Haixing's desk and said. Liang Haixing didn't think much about it, and went into the house and put the cup he had just made tea in front of Lu Meishuang. Lu Meishuang wanted to drink it when she picked it up. Lu Meishuang felt a little hot, and said with a puzzled face: "It's so hot?" ”

Suddenly, without waiting for Liang Haixing to answer, Lu Meishuang seemed to remember something, but she felt that something was wrong, opened her mouth, and didn't say anything more. Liang Haixing also felt that he should not serve the cup of tea he had made to Lu Meishuang, and should make a cup of tea for Lu Meishuang alone, feeling a little reckless and embarrassed. Lu Meishuang reacted quickly, nothing seemed to have happened, and said with a smile: "I went home and saw that my mother was making noodles and preparing to make steamed buns." I asked my mom, why is it a big night, making buns? My mother said that the unit had some leeks and fennel seedlings, and if they didn't eat them, they would be bad, so they were going to wrap some buns. If you can't eat it, put it in the refrigerator and wait until you want to eat it, and then eat it hot, which is very convenient. Once, I went to the provincial department to report to work. After the debriefing, there were fennel seedling dumplings on the dinner table. Everyone tastes good, but you eat with relish. Everyone is puzzled, so you explain that fennel is a traditional Chinese medicine, and eating more fennel seedlings is good for the human stomach. It just so happened that no one in our family wanted to eat it, so I asked my mother to make it all into steamed buns. Then, it was sent to you. Suddenly, looking at the steaming buns in front of her, Lu Meishuang seemed to remember something, and said softly: "The fennel seedlings are from the greenhouse, and the taste is not very strong." You can make do with it. Lu Meishuang looked excited, as if she had just finished a proud work. Lu Meishuang said, and gently took a sip of the tea that Liang Haixing had just brewed.

Maybe he was in a hurry to send buns to Liang Haixing, Lu Meishuang's deep breathing Liang Haixing heard it very clearly. Being a little lonely alone at night, Liang Haixing didn't mean to rush Lu Meishuang away. In the face of Lu Meishuang's subordinates, Liang Haixing really couldn't think of a suitable topic, so he remembered an interesting incident when he was a child. Liang Haixing told Lu Meishuang the story of eating steamed buns at the same table at the same table in elementary school. Lu Meishuang was very happy after hearing this, and kept laughing: "So interesting? ”

In fact, Lu Meishuang didn't hear Liang Haixing's voiceover at all: in his most difficult moment, Lu Meishuang was able to send him buns, and he was very grateful, just like the buns given to him by the lesbian table, he would be engraved in his heart, and with the passage of time, it was still clear.

Maybe Liang Haixing has always had a knot in his heart, so he glanced at the steamed bun that was still steaming, so he pretended to be inadvertent: "Director Zhao asked you to send it to me?" ”

Lu Meishuang just took a sip of water, and when she saw that Liang Haixing had misunderstood herself, she was so shocked that she almost spit out the tea in her mouth. Lu Meishuang put the teacup on the desk, her face was full of solemnity, and she couldn't help but say, "What do you mean?" Liang Haixing saw that Lu Meishuang was a little angry, and immediately realized that he had misunderstood Lu Meishuang, so he told Lu Meishuang that Zhao Liang had asked the office to arrange dinner before he left his office. Lu Meishuang suddenly shook her head and said, "He didn't say anything." Otherwise, I would have invited you out to dinner a long time ago. Liang Haixing didn't say anything more, and fell into deep thought. Lu Meishuang seemed to realize her gaffe just now, so she pushed the bun in front of her in front of Liang Haixing, and said with a smile: "While it's hot, you can eat it first." Lu Meishuang's tone softened a lot.

Liang Haixing smiled slightly and said, "What time are you not looking?" Dinner was already eaten. ”

"It's so early, I asked my mother to hurry up and make it, but I didn't expect it to be late." Lu Meishuang said, looking at the big cloth bag in front of her, still smiling: "Then you can eat it hot tomorrow morning, I estimate that it will be enough for you to eat for the whole weekend." Now it's cold and you can't eat, so you can leave it out the window to dry. When you want to eat it, be sure to warm it thoroughly. You should rest early, too. Lu Meishuang said and got up to leave.

Liang Haixing calmly pushed the bun in front of him to Lu Meishuang's eyes, looked at Lu Meishuang and said indifferently: "Please thank Auntie for me." Leaders are also people, and they are nurturing grace. I got your heart, but I can't eat this bun. Please take it back. ”

Lu Meishuang saw that Liang Haixing didn't trust herself, as if she had been greatly wronged, and her face suddenly became solemn. Liang Haixing understood Lu Meishuang's mood at this time, and still smiled: "The story I told you just now, maybe you didn't really listen to it. When I was in the most difficult time, that female classmate gave me buns to eat, and I am grateful to her for the rest of my life, and the same is true for you. But I really can't take this bun. You may still remember that at the incumbency meeting of the Mashan Bureau, I personally told the cadres of the overall situation that I came to Mashan to serve, not to enjoy, and not to embezzle a penny of public money and not to eat a mouthful of food from the staff is the bottom line of my appointment in the Mashan Bureau. Let's hope we respect each other, okay? ”

Lu Meishuang seems to have a better understanding of Liang Haixing, but she seems to have become unfamiliar. I thought that Liang Haixing was alone in Mashan, so I specially asked my mother to make a pot of Liang Haixing's favorite steamed buns for Liang Haixing, but I didn't expect to be rejected by Liang Haixing, and Lu Meishuang was very uneasy. Maybe worried that if she stayed any longer, her emotions would get out of control, so Lu Meishuang got up and said, "It's not early, Director Liang, you should rest early." Lu Meishuang said and picked up the bun in front of her, and walked out of Liang Haixing's office without looking back. Liang Haixing clearly found that Lu Meishuang's bright eyes had become blurred, and she was full of tears.

Lu Meishuang left, and the lonely Liang Haixing was left in the office, thinking back to everything that had just happened, Liang Haixing fell into a deep uneasiness: Why is this happening, is he too ruthless? Liang Haixing blamed himself in his heart, but he couldn't seem to find what he was wrong.

After the mood calmed down a little, Liang Haixing walked out of the office with the teacup that Lu Meishuang had drunk, he wanted to change to a new cup of tea and continue to practice calligraphy to pass the lonely long night.

Just when Liang Haixing went to the bathroom to pour the leftover tea, he suddenly found two bulging file bags in the tea compartment of the bathroom, thinking that the staff had thrown the documents as waste paper, and felt a little surprised, so he opened it and saw that the file bag contained the bun that Lu Meishuang had just given him, and immediately understood everything, thinking: I must have hurt Lu Meishuang's heart. But I also thought: I have gained only if I have lost, and I have lost the enthusiasm of my subordinates for myself, but I am worthy of my conscience. Perhaps, as time goes by, Lu Meishuang will understand herself. Thinking of this, Liang Haixing felt a lot more relieved, and threw the bun that Lu Meishuang threw on the tea partition into the trash can in the courtyard downstairs along with the leftover tea that had been poured down.

After making a new cup of tea and returning to the bedroom, Liang Haixing practiced calligraphy again to pass the lonely night. Tired of practicing, Liang Haixing saw that it was still early to rest, so he went upstairs for a turn.

Maybe because of the weekend, the entire office building was silent and dark, and Liang Haixing suddenly returned to the bedroom. Practicing words, tired of practicing, Liang Haixing watched TV again for a while, Liang Haixing felt that it was really boring, so he wanted to go to bed, and when he looked at the time, it was less than ten o'clock, and it was a little early, so he lay on the sofa and watched TV.