Chapter 8: Raindrops Flowing Across Dazed Eyes

  Wen Qian turned a corner and saw Yu Xi walking along the shaded path towards the riverbank. From a distance of several meters, he asked: "How did you get here? Where are the two of them?"

  "Just as someone came out of the door with a face full of blood, two little girls were worried that something had happened, so I had to take the initiative to come in and investigate." Zuo Yuxi looked him up and down and said with a smirk: "It seems they were worried for nothing, you're doing great."

  Two people walked side by side, looking around to make sure no one was passing by. Suddenly, he reached out and put his hand on the slender waist of Yuexi, gently pulling her into his arms. His mouth leaned in close to her delicate earlobe as he whispered: "Are you worried? Tell me honestly."

  Zuo Yuxi couldn't help but feel the itch on his earlobe, and he tilted his head to avoid it by an inch. He smiled with pursed lips: "I'm not worried at all." Before he could finish speaking, a pair of warm hands slid down from his waist to his buttocks. On the surprisingly elastic bulge, they gently massaged twice. Through the tight jeans, you could feel the scorching heat in the palm of your hand.

  Zuo Yu Xi gave him a cold glance, her hands pressed against Wen Chen's chest, her upper body leaning back, trying to push his body away. However, unexpectedly, Wen Chen's hands applied a slight force, and their lower bodies became even more tightly entwined, as if they had merged into one from the side view.

  Almost instantly, Zuo Yu Xi felt a hard and tight object with an invasive meaning pressing against her private parts. Through their clothes, she could almost outline the shape of the object in her mind, and suddenly her whole body was on fire, softly falling into his arms. Her head slightly raised, her charming eyes like silk, her red lips half open, exuding an irresistible charm. Wen Chen was teased by her appearance, his heart itchy and unbearable, he moved his waist lightly and rubbed against her once, Zuo Yu Xi's soft and boneless body became even more limp, her mouth humming a low and mournful tune.

  There was still a hint of clarity in his mind, he took a step back and supported Zuo Yu Xi as she stood up, smiling wryly: "This is the punishment for not telling you the truth."

  Zuo Yuxi also came to her senses, and she was actually in a public place, easily messed up by this bad boy, suddenly feeling ashamed and annoyed, panting and making a gesture of unbuttoning her shirt, saying: "Master, do you want to punish me even more severely?"

  Wen Qian made a move as if to pounce, but Zuo Yuxi quickly turned around and ran away, saying "You think you can bully me? No way".

  Wen Qian burst out laughing and followed slowly with her hands in her pockets.

  By the time they reached the car, Yu Xi had already calmly sat down in the driver's seat. Xu Yao asked first, "Just now there was a person with a face full of blood, looking really terrifying. What happened inside?"

  "No big deal, I saw it from behind. The guy tripped and fell, and happened to land on a pile of dog poop. It was dark so you guys didn't see clearly, it wasn't actually blood."

  Ning Xiao furrowed her brow, thinking "Do you think we're idiots?"

  Xu Yao didn't mind as long as Wen Xiao was fine, and she glanced at him with disdain: "Can you say something even more disgusting?"

  "Ah, actually, the dog hadn't gone far, and upon smelling something, it rushed towards that person's face."

  "Shut up!"

  Zuo Yuxi and Ning Xiaoying both flew into a rage, Wen Chen hugged herself with both hands, pouting in extreme grievance. Xu Yao laughed so hard she fell onto Ning Xiaoying's body, unable to contain her joy. Ning Xiaoying's home was located within the military district, and Wen Chen had never asked about her identity nor intended to find out. Watching as Ning Xiaoying's tall figure disappeared into the heavily guarded Guanshan Military District Qingzhou Military Sub-district Headquarters, she withdrew her gaze and gazed forward, saying in a low voice: "Let's go, to Number One."

  A black sedan turned a corner and sped away in the direction of oncoming traffic.

  The night fell quietly, and the No. 1 courtyard of Chunxi Road was like a giant creature lurking in the darkness, emitting an awe-inspiring atmosphere from inside out. The difference this time is that the one who came to greet us was Zhang Fang, the secretary of Xu Fuyuan, although there's no need to keep secrets anymore. But Zhang Fang can appear here, it still means that his performance during this period has passed Xu Fuyuan's test, no wonder the joy on his face can't be suppressed.

  Same as last time, Xu Fuyan's special car came to pick up Zuo Yuxi and Wen Qian. This time, it directly drove in with a Santana in a big way. The situation is different. Naturally, different methods are taken. Before hiding in the dark room was to avoid people's attention and better plan. Today, openly and loudly, not only intimidating opponents but also forcing some people to change their stance as soon as possible.

  He gave a respectful greeting to Zuo Yu Xi, Zhang Fang was the special secretary of Xu Fu Yan, his rank was not high but his power was extremely great, usually the second-in-command of the lower delegations were very polite when they saw him, but Zuo Yu Xi's identity was special and couldn't be generalized.

  "Hello Uncle Zhang."

  Zhang Fang had seen Wen Qian earlier, but he didn't understand why Xi Yu brought a child to such an important meeting tonight. He pretended not to see them. However, Wen Qian greeted him. Zhang naturally couldn't ignore him and warmly patted Wen Qian's shoulder, speaking in a familiar tone as if to a family member: "How have you been, kid? Your dad is busy today, I'm afraid he won't have time to accompany you."

  Wen Qian smiled and was about to speak when Xu Yao, who had been watering the flowers in the small flower bed on the left side of the courtyard, pushed open the door and came in, saying: "I'm here to play with Wen Qian."

  Zhang Fang responded with a nod. He made a leading gesture towards Zuo Yuxi: "Director Zuo, this way please, Secretary Xu and the others are all waiting for you in the study."

  As soon as they entered the study, Xu Yao snorted: "It turns out she had official business, I thought it was specially sent to me."

  Wen Cheng had been a good person for two lifetimes, but if he were to pick up this conversation thread, then all these years would have been in vain. His mind was racing. He looked around and drew closer to Xu Yao, lowering his voice: "Go to your bedroom, I have something important to tell you."

  Xu Yao looked at him distrustfully and said: "What can't be said here, what's the point of going to my bedroom?"

  "The atmosphere is not good here, I don't dare to say it." "What's the matter with the atmosphere?" "Hmph." "Okay." Xǔ Yáo didn't know what she was thinking of, her eyes flashed with shyness, and she lowered her head and walked upstairs.

  Wen Qian didn't notice her mistake and followed behind her with a smile, going up to the second floor.

  Xu Yao's bedroom is a sunny room on the left, with simple decorations that perfectly capture the innocence and cuteness of a little girl. A small single bed has a pink sheet on it, with a cute Winnie the Pooh bear lying on the pillow, against a warm green wall. The white ceiling has half-closed floral curtains, through which you can see the view of the backyard garden through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Next to it is an exquisitely crafted desk, on which lies a calendar featuring Panda Pingping. The silly look reminds one of Liu Zhi and that fat guy, with a strong sense of incongruity.

  "Hmm, didn't expect that, the room is actually quite clean, can't tell at all, really can't tell!" Wen Jie had seen the bedrooms of girls from later generations before, and it was not much different from a crime scene after a fight between Transformers and Velociraptors. Xu Yao had been preparing himself for a messy sight for half a day, with a very carefree attitude.

  "Hey, is this praise or sarcasm?"

  "Of course it's praise," Wen Xiang smiled and said, "a girl being true to herself is a good thing."

  Xu Yao playfully smiled and her dark eyes sparkled as she suddenly stood at attention, saluted, and puffed out her small chest: "Please inspect, leader!"

  Wen Qian pretended to be dignified, pointing at the arrangement of the room and criticizing it. She said a lot of good things, but not a single bad thing. Xu Yao didn't care whether this conformed to objective laws or not, and kept praising the leader for having vision and knowledge, saying that their views on many issues coincided without prior discussion.

  The two of them frolicked for a while, one sitting at the head of the bed and the other at the foot. Xǔ Yáo asked: "What's this important matter that can be said now? Oh, wait." She ran over to close the door, came back and sat down properly in a rectangular shape, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

  "What's so important, it was just a casual remark to shift her attention. He had an ulterior motive and slowly moved closer. Xǔ Yáo felt her heart racing, pounding loudly, and trembled as she said: 'Don't come any closer', okay, just stay there and don't move."

  "Wen Qian softly said: 'Xu Yao.'"

  "Huh?"

  "You're so close with Ning Xiaoyi, aren't you a lesbian?"

  Xu Yao was taken aback, "What is lily?"

  "It's just that girls like girls, not boys"

  Xu Yao saw Wen Qian's mischievous grin and immediately understood that she had been had, suddenly flying into a rage. She pounced over: "You're dead meat! Stupid kid, you're dead meat!"

  Wēn Qiǎn was pinned down on the bed by Xǔ Yáo, with their faces extremely close to each other. They could clearly hear each other's breathing. The girl's eyes were bright and clear. Her eyebrows were slender and distant like a dark eyebrow pencil. Wēn Qiǎn's eyes revealed an invisible sorrow that no one could see. He said in a low voice: "I'm glad I got to know you in this life."

  Xu Yao was about to beat him up badly, but upon hearing this sentence, she instantly calmed down, drew a circle on the tip of his nose with her finger, and said: "Fool, me too. I'm very happy!"

  The two of them gazed at each other for a long time, looking at their own reflections in each other's eyes, and smiled slightly.

  Xu Yao sat up and sat beside Wen Chen, with her hands clasped around her knees, staring at the ceiling and muttering: "Stupid little boy. What do you want to do when you grow up?"

  Upon hearing this sentence, time seemed to have returned to the moment they first met. The two were lying on the grassy ground of Linzhuang Reservoir. Xǔ Yáo asked a similar question and Xiǎo Wēn replied: "What I want most is that in ten years, I'll still be lying here, while you're still sitting beside me."

  The same words, once spoken in jest, now carry a promise and sincerity.

  Wen Qian remembered what Xu Yao said at the time: Ten years, who knows what it will be like?

  Xu Yao lowered her head and looked at Wen Qian's face, lightly laughing: "Me too!"

  Tears flow through the dazed eyes, love is sometimes just a name, but in the ups and downs of life. There are always some people who leave such a deep mark on your life, following your breath, with your memories, accompanying you to old age, until the end of time.

  What is mutual affection? You smiled slightly. Without saying anything, but I felt that with this, I have waited for a long time.

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