Yao Haidong's words were exactly what Wu Haotian meant. He looked at Yao Haidong and said, "Haidong is so considerate. Go, if Lady Ji needs anything, give me a call. " After that, everyone came over to say goodbye to Leng Hongyan. After all, Leng Hongyan was staying here for the night, and the rest had to go back.
After Wu Haotian walked out of the private room, Wu Tao, Hu Guoan, and Liu Chunhua quickly followed. The two groups of people were immediately separated. However, Yao Haidong didn't care too much. Secretary Wu Haotian already knew that they were Leng Hongyan's people, and if he gave them a burden, he would definitely make other moves. Other than being cautious, he didn't dare to be careless.
After Wu Haotian and his group left, Zhu Dejiang said excitedly, "Minister is really awesome. Looking at them all like defeated roosters, I'm so happy."
"Did they lose?" Yao Haidong stared at Zhu Dejiang and asked.
"Yeah, did we fight tonight?" Leng Hongyan also asked.
Liu Lihai didn't say anything, so Leng Hongyan said, "Xiao Liu, did we fight tonight?"
Liu Lihai looked at Leng Hongyan in confusion. "It seems that only Haidong understands. From now on, the two of you have to report everything to him, and you can only take action after getting his permission. How could they lose? Retreating in order to advance, they are using this tactic. I purposely gave you guys a burden, to test Wu Haotian. He refused to prove that he was too narrow-minded, and he agreed, but he was a little unwilling. However, this person is a ruthless character, so you have to be careful next time. They will definitely not let this go. "
After Leng Hongyan said that, the smell of alcohol rose again, and he had to wave his hand. "You guys can go now."
"Minister, let me send you to your room." Yao Haidong said with concern.
Liu Lihai's mouth moved, but he still suppressed the words he wanted to say.
"Haidong, give me the room card, I'll go myself." Leng Hongyan said.
"Xiao Liu, take care of Minister, I'll go get a room." Yao Haidong said as he walked out. Zhu Dejiang was quite observant and quickly said, "Minister, rest well. The Secretary-General and I will go down to see what kind of rooms are available."
After they left, only Leng Hongyan and Liu Lihai were left in the room. He said with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to carry you upstairs?"
"Do you dare?" Leng Hongyan's face was flushed with alcohol, and it was especially tempting.
"Brother Haidong already said that I should take care of you. This is my mission, I don't dare." Liu Lihai also drank a lot, and said with a tipsy tone.
"Help me upstairs." Leng Hongyan said, and approached Liu Lihai.
In this incomparably familiar city, in this place that he had only left for half a year, this scene was so familiar yet strange. When it returned to Leng Hongyan's body, Leng Hongyan couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He reached out and stroked Liu Lihai's head. That action was completely motherly.
This made Liu Lihai have the urge to cry again. In this city, he had experienced vicissitudes of life, had gone through difficult times, and had the happy times with Leng Hongyan. But everything seemed like yesterday, as if it was another century. Now, after such a long time, he hugged the gentleness and motherly nature that was so close to him yet so far away. His heart suddenly surged with all kinds of tenderness and sorrow. He suddenly felt that they needed each other so much, and they needed to comfort their sad and lonely hearts through hugs.
Leng Hongyan's body was a little stiff at this time. Liu Lihai gently patted Leng Hongyan's back, as if to send a signal to her that she was relaxed and safe. Leng Hongyan's body then relaxed, and he let Liu Lihai hug her softness and warmth.
At this time, when he hugged Leng Hongyan's tenderness, Liu Lihai's heart began to cry. His eyes became more and more moist, and his heart momentarily forgot the whole outside world, as if there was only him and Leng Hongyan in this world. And at this time, they were hugging. It was the softest and most beautiful love in the world. When they hugged, their bodies were so soft, and their hearts were full of tenderness. In the hug, the sweetness and ignorance of their first encounter with Leng Hongyan surged into their hearts. The road they walked was laid out in their memory, the words they said were lingering in their ears, and the vows of eternal love and undying love were like a tape being rewound to the beginning to be reviewed again. The so-called fatigue, whether it was aesthetic or real life, would be recovered in this vivid memory, making people tremble with tears streaming down their cheeks. Thinking of the once endless tenderness and sweetness, thinking of the promise that they once decided to stay together in this life because of love, thinking of the true love who once wanted to grow old with him, thinking of the short but incomparably happy time, thinking of the once lingering and caring.
At this moment, in this situation, Liu Lihai deeply felt that the hug had the warmth that could melt ice and snow, and the power that could destroy the wall and destroy the stronghold. He didn't know how long it had been since the people in the river of love opened their arms, and how long it had been since he was held in their arms. They might sleep on the same bed, but dream different dreams; they might eat at the same table, but not talk while eating. If making love had become a routine need and perfunctory, if kissing was only skimming the surface of the water absent-mindedly, then the hug would be out of practice and forgotten for a long time.
Hugging Leng Hongyan's body, Liu Lihai deeply felt that the hug had the most lasting beauty and heartbeat. Hugging was the overlapping of the body, but also the reunion of the soul and the soul. The most gentle and beautiful love in the world was the hug, because there was no distance between them, and they could hear each other's heartbeat. The warmest place in the world was not the bed, nor the equator, but the lover's chest. If two hearts loved and depended on each other, the warmth would be better than the equator; if two hearts saw each other as enemies and confronted each other, it would be nothing more than a thousand-year ice.
Leng Hongyan's breath passed by Liu Lihai's ears. He felt that it was the summer breeze when hugging, and it was the flowing stream of love. It could be silent, but it was definitely better than words; it could be long-winded, but it was trivial, but it was ironing. In the arms of a lover, he could be unrestrained, relaxed, or willful; he could laugh, he could cry, or he could be vulnerable. There was no need for any disguise, no need for any worries. There was no port safer than here, and no bay more attached than here.
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