Su Meng continued, "Tonight is the birthday of one of my colleagues from the news agency. I didn't expect Ren Dongfang to be there when I arrived. I drank too much when he did something out of line. I really didn't mean it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."
Lu Yiwei raised his head and said, "Su Meng, I'm not talking about you and Ren Dongfang. I'm just blaming myself deeply after seeing how happy you are with him. I feel very guilty because I can't give you all this."
Su Meng was stunned. She didn't expect Lu Yiwei to think of this. In fact, all these years, Su Meng also felt very tired of this relationship. When she needed comfort the most, Lu Yiwei was far away and could only communicate with her through telepathy. At this time, Ren Dongfang would appear in front of her in time and try to make her happy. Su Meng was grateful to him from the bottom of her heart. However, this was different from marriage because she didn't like Ren Dongfang at all. She loved Lu Yiwei deeply.
She said, "Don't you think what you said is a little absurd?"
"No! This is very realistic and very practical, "Lu Yiwei said immediately.
Su Meng felt a sharp pain in her heart. She bit her lips and said, "Did you already plan to do this?"
Lu Yiwei looked at Su Meng and said, "No! Doing this is a kind of relief for me and you. "
"You've really decided?" Su Meng confirmed again.
"Yes." Lu Yiwei nodded.
Su Meng felt that her spiritual world had collapsed. She didn't expect Lu Yiwei to be so heartless. Disheartened, she sneered and said, "Lu Yiwei, I was wrong about you." After saying that, she picked up her bag and rushed out of the door.
On the way back to the hotel, Lu Yiwei didn't take a taxi. Instead, he walked alone in the cold northwest wind. Tonight, he said all the words he wanted to express. He felt very relaxed. This was a feeling he had never felt before. Wasn't it a kind of relief for him to end this relationship?
Like a movie, he recalled the bits and pieces of time he spent with Su Meng. They were so clear and so blurry at the same time. The phone in his pocket rang again. Lu Yiwei hid in a corner and took off his gloves. He took it out and saw it was Su Meng. He picked it up slowly.
"Yiwei, during the rainy season next year, will you bring me to the rainy alleys to look for girls with oil-paper umbrellas?" Su Meng asked as he stood on the opposite bridge, looking down at Lu Yiwei in the distance.
The two of them seemed to have a telepathic connection. Lu Yiwei turned around and saw Su Meng. He waved his hand and smiled. "I will."
Su Meng felt a warm current flowing into her heart as she said, "Yiwei, even if we break up, you can't forget me. You must always have a place for me in your heart."
Lu Yiwei nodded and said, "I will."
"I wish you happiness!" After Su Meng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, put on his hat and disappeared into the night.
Lu Yiwei looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh. The stars shone brightly, and the moon was sleepless.
Back in the hotel room, Lu Yiwei took off his thick coat and rubbed his ears that were red from the cold. His feet were almost numb from the cold. This was the coldest winter of the year. The weather was really horrible.
After his body had calmed down a little, he took off his clothes, revealing his well-developed muscles. Naked, he walked to the bathroom to take a hot shower.
But just when he turned on the tap, someone knocked on his door. Helpless, Lu Yiwei could only tear off a towel and wrapped it around his lower body before he opened the door without asking who it was. When he saw Tong Huan, Lu Yiwei subconsciously lifted the towel.
When Tong Huan saw Lu Yiwei's well-developed muscles, she was instantly dumbfounded. Among the clients that she served, she had never seen anyone with such a perfect figure like Lu Yiwei. His chest muscles were well-developed, his abdomen was flat and smooth, and his six-pack was neatly arranged without any excess fat. Unlike those leaders, their bellies were as round as watermelons, and they couldn't even breathe when they were on her. Furthermore, with Lu Yiwei's handsome appearance, he wouldn't be inferior to those movie stars if he groomed himself well.
Lu Yiwei was at a loss from Tong Huan's gaze, so he asked, "Tong Huan, what's the matter?"
Tong Huan suddenly came back to reality, and her face instantly turned crimson. She looked at the room number in a panic and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I just went out to answer a phone call and went to the wrong room. I'm sorry."
Tong Huan was wearing a nightgown, which was tied with a rope. Lu Yiwei could vaguely see Tong Huan's fair skin and slightly bulging breasts through the gap. He averted his eyes and smiled slightly.
"Then … I'll go back first," Tong Huan said reluctantly, and her eyes scanned Lu Yiwei's body again.
Lu Yiwei closed the door, went back to the bathroom, and pulled off the towel. His second brother was already standing valiantly under the towel. Lu Yiwei shamelessly looked at himself in the mirror, his mind recalling the fleeting glimpse he had just had.
Tong Huan returned to the room, and her heart was also beating wildly. She lay on the bed, looking at Ding Changhua who was sleeping next to her, and thinking of Lu Yiwei's magnificent and charming figure, she suddenly lost interest in the current life.
She didn't know what she was after. Money? She didn't seem to be short of money now, so what was she after? She didn't know. Tong Huan turned on the TV in a panic, and changed the channels one by one with the remote control in a panic.
Ding Changhua was woken up by the noise. He turned over and hugged Tong Huan, rubbing his unshaven mouth against her smooth skin, and said, "Baby, why aren't you sleeping?"
Tong Huan moved Ding Changhua's hand away in disgust, and said angrily, "I can't sleep."
Ding Changhua opened his eyes and looked at the angry Tong Huan, and said, "Baby, who made you angry?"
"Ouch!" Tong Huan jumped away as if she had been electrocuted, and said with a frown, "You hurt me."
Ding Changhua seemed to be energetic again. He lifted the quilt, hugged Tong Huan, and was about to force himself into her. Tong Huan endured the pain, and endured it as if she was being humiliated. Her heart had already flown to Lu Yiwei next door, and she imagined that the person on top of her was Lu Yiwei. In less than five minutes, the other party surrendered. Tong Huan pushed Ding Changhua away in disappointment, and ran into the bathroom.
When he returned to the bedroom again, Ding Changhua was already like a tired dog, and was panting and smoking.
At the moment, Tong Huan's mind was full of Lu Yiwei, and finally gathered the courage to ask, "Old Ding, who is the young man who had dinner with us tonight? Why haven't I seen him before? "
Ding Changhua flicked the cigarette ash and said, "You mean Lu Yiwei. He came with Zhang Zhiyuan, and is now the deputy director of the office of the County Chuangwei Headquarters. In fact, he is Zhang Zhiyuan's secretary."
"Oh." Tong Huan said thoughtfully, "No wonder he is so young."
Ding Changhua said, "This Lu Yiwei's career was not smooth. He became a political victim and was banished to a remote town, where he stayed for five years. Around October this year, in order to save a friend of his, he went to Secretary Guo's door and begged for help. At that time, I thought he was a talent. How many people can be as chivalrous as he is now? Really few! Later, I recommended him to Zhiyuan, and it is said that he is doing well now. "
Hearing that Lu Yiwei had such a tortuous life and that he was willing to go through fire and water for his brother, Lu Yiwei's image instantly rose in Tong Huan's mind. She said with great interest, "If he is a talent, you should guide him more. Anyway, Secretary Guo is going to be promoted soon."
The Secretary Guo that Tong Huan mentioned was the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Beizhou City, Guo Jinzhu. Ding Changhua said, "Don't talk nonsense. Everything is uncertain now. For Secretary Guo, I have spent more than a million yuan from the central government to the province, but it is still not enough. The main leaders have never agreed. Next, I plan to send a generous gift to ensure that Secretary Guo succeeds in one fell swoop. "
Tong Huan said doubtfully, "Old Ding, you are not an official. Why do you work so hard for Secretary Guo?"
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