Jin Yu Dynasty

After harassing Adjutant Sun, Xuan Huaifeng went back to the small courtyard and sat silently in the room with the thin file bag by his hand.

It was deserted in the room.

Here, Bai Xuelan has not been here for many days.

The wind blows from outside the window, blows over the screen, wooden table, and silk sheets, and raises a dusty, forgotten lonely smell.

Now, in this lonely smell, there are other things added, mixed together, one can't help but feel a slight bitterness in one's throat.

Xuan Huaifeng only felt that his mind was a little messed up.

It's not the chaos of lightning and thunder in the squall and rain, and the chaos of falling branches and broken branches, but the chaos of bleak autumn wind, black hair like silk, accidentally sticking to the half-healed wound, the tangled chaos with a slight pain.

It was half painful, half itchy, half sour and half astringent, which made people very upset.

He pressed his hand on the file bag and patted it lightly twice.Now, he understood where Bai Xuelan's anger came from. He presumed that Bai Xuelan believed that she had leaked the customs' actions to Lin Qijun.

but……

Bai Xuelan, Bai Xuelan.

In your heart, I, Xuan Huaifeng, am a villain who disregards public and private interests and leaks secrets for personal gain?

Thinking of this, I felt the humiliation of being underestimated.

Xuan Huaifeng stood up, went to the cupboard and poured himself a glass of cold boiled water, and drank it slowly with a bit of aggrievedness.

The cold water slid down his throat, bringing a pleasant refreshment, as if filtering out the misunderstood grievances, and his heart was clearer than before. He used this to sort out his thoughts and recall every sentence he had with Lin Qijun that day.

Did the encounter with Lin Qijun that day affect the search the next day?

The shareholding contract between Lin Qijun and foreigners was signed in the morning?Was it signed at night?Before meeting him, or after?

In front of Lin Qijun, did I show any clues, and reminded Lin Qijun...

Xuan Huaifeng recalled seriously, but the memory was very uncooperative. The harder he tried to remember, the more blurred the picture was. He remembered the conversation between the two of them eight or nine percent, but at that time, Lin Qijun's expression, Lin Qijun's tone, He couldn't even remember.What impressed me the most was the finger that had been shaved with a fruit knife, the blood dripped down and stained Bai Yunfei's bed sheet.

The white sheets were stained with blood, like plum blossoms in the snow, very dazzling.

Why are you so useless?How long has it been, can't remember?

Xuan Huaifeng pressed his thumb on his temple and rubbed it vigorously, as if he wanted to squeeze out all the memories from his temple, and then learned from Sherlock Holmes to find out the truth.

However, he couldn't squeeze it out.

How did he know to remember clearly?The part in the hospital was unremarkable, and I didn't really remember it with my heart at the time.

It's just a visit, just a few gossips with friends.

If he had known that something like this would happen, Xuan Huaifeng would take everything seriously, he would be extremely careful with every word he said and every expression he made, and he would pay close attention to Lin Qijun's every move.

However, he didn't know that the customs would take action against Daxing Matheson the next day.

However, every minute and every second spent with Lin Qijun is not as vivid as being with Bai Xuelan, which makes people concentrate and never forget.

Lin Qijun is different from Bai Xuelan.

Lin Qijun is gentle and vague.

Bai Xuelan is such a bastard.

A living, loved, hated bastard.

Being with him is like living with ice and fire, it will never make you yawn in boredom, there are always emotions, there are always joy, anger, sadness, helplessness, happiness, excitement...

Xuan Huaifeng wanted to recall Lin Qijun's words and deeds in the hospital, but he often remembered what happened after he left the hospital.

For example, when he returned to the mansion, he talked to Bai Xuelan in the study, and Bai Xuelan said that he wanted to beat someone up because the boss was left behind by his subordinates for a whole day.

For example, knowing that he hadn't eaten, Bai Xuelan started biting his teeth itchyly.

For example, Bai Xuelan suddenly turned his face, dragged him viciously to the bathroom, and wiped his whole body with a hot towel.

E.g……

For example, the fragrant pear that Bai Xuelan insisted on grabbing after he bit into half of it...

Xuan Huaifeng took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

He knew that he was a little excited.

Excitement is useless.

Let my heart boil like this, but hide in the corner like an ostrich, calculating the gains and losses, right and wrong, what's the point?

It just adds to the laughingstock.

Then, did Lin Qijun get a hint from himself, so he was vigilant and prepared?

Xuan Huaifeng shook his head, trying to avoid the question that he couldn't answer.

Upset.

Probably as Adjutant Sun said, the world is not a mathematical formula, and there may not be clear and clear answers.

But he really wished that it was a mathematical formula. If it was a formula, he would have to solve it even if he had been at the desk for three years.

only……

But Bai Xuelan, what should I do?

He was very angry.

He scolded those ugly, hurtful words.

His cold war has been unprecedentedly long and firm.

Xuan Huaifeng suddenly felt a little suffocated, he couldn't stay in the room anymore, he stood up, pushed open the door, and a summer breeze blowing towards him with the fragrance of flowers.

It lifted people's spirits.

well.

nice wind.

Facing the beautiful wind, Xuan Huaifeng left the small courtyard and walked slowly along the quiet path covered with short grass on both sides.

With his hands behind his back, for some reason, there was a smile on his face.

If others see it, they will think that this handsome and free-spirited adjutant is taking a leisurely walk, admiring the summer palace garden with the gentle poetry of a young man.

Who knew that his heart was pounding, beating with the joy and pain of love, struggling between stubbornness and the choice of voluntary compromise?

Those right and wrong, dictatorship and respect, trust and suspicion, are soap balls of bright or dark colors, bustling with each other, colliding and splashing, which is a chaotic and unsolvable math problem.

This chaos, this incomprehensibility, may be the characteristics of the world between Bai Xuelan and Xuan Huaifeng.

Bai Xuelan was angry.

Bai Xuelan scolded him.

Bai Xuelan doubted him.

Xuan Huaifeng seemed to be walking peacefully in the garden, thinking about this.

He needs to use this wonderful scenery to let himself find some parameters for this damn math problem.

Others thought he was admiring the summer palace garden, but no.

When he saw the rockery, he thought of Bai Xuelan.

He stepped on the small gravel road and thought of Bai Xuelan.

He walked past the sun umbrellas and small European-style open-air tables and chairs, and thought of Bai Xuelan.

Looking at the blooming lotus in the pond, he couldn't help but think of Bai Xuelan.

"Bai Xuelan, Bai Xuelan..."

Xuan Huaifeng rubbed his temples with a headache, chanting this cursed name, feeling very helpless.

I miss you so much sweetly.

What about being angry?

So what if you scold him?

What about doubts?

That person was originally a rogue, a bandit and a bully.

Never perfect, never perfect.

A gust of breeze blew over the lotus pond, sparkling, and the lotus leaves floated gently on the water. Xuan Huaifeng suddenly smiled, turned and walked away.

He was wandering, aimless.

Now have a purpose.

He headed in the direction of Bai Xuelan's study, he had had enough of the cold war, if the mountain didn't come, it would be him, so he had no choice but to go to the mountain.

Walking down the corridor, I met Song Ren head-on.

Song Ren hurriedly called out, "Adjutant Xuan."

Xuan Huaifeng nodded.

Song Ren took a look at him, looked at the direction he was going, seemed to understand a little bit, and asked in a low voice, "Are you looking for the chief?"

Xuan Huaifeng asked: "Is he in the study?"

Song Ren said, "I didn't come from the study, so I don't know. However, as long as the chief doesn't go out for a while, most of them stay in the study. How about I ask for you?"

Xuan Huaifeng came here with an open and upright heart to take the initiative to reconcile, but at this time, for some reason, thinking about facing Bai Xuelan who hadn't seen each other for many days, he felt a little timid in anticipation, blushing and smiled, Said: "Alright."

Song Ren saw it and secretly recited Amitabha.

The silent battle that these two fought recently was full of gunpowder, which affected countless fish in the pond.

Now this one has finally figured it out, once he meets that one and says something nice, is there any reason to continue fighting?

That was everyone's joy.

He, Song Ren, no longer needs to be caught in the middle.

Song Ren smiled and said, "I'll show you."

He said he looked, but in fact Xuan Huaifeng also followed.The two went outside the study together, Song Ren knocked on the door carefully, and heard someone inside ask: "Which one?"

Xuan Huaifeng's heart skipped a beat when he heard Bai Xuelan's deep and sweet voice, feeling nervous for no reason.

Song Ren coughed, and said loudly, "Report to the chief, someone wants to see you."

Bai Xuelan asked: "Didn't I just say that I don't see any visitors today? No matter who it is, tell them that I'm busy and can't receive guests. It's really urgent. The Shanghai General Administration of Customs will make an appointment with Adjutant Sun tomorrow."

Song Ren turned his head and looked at Xuan Huaifeng, as if he had lost his childlike innocence, he chuckled, turned his head, and said energetically to the inside: "Reporting to the chief, it's not an outsider, but Adjutant Xuan is asking to see you."

There was a sudden silence inside.

Bai Xuelan asked, "Who?"

Song Ren pushed open the door, took a step in, saluted, and said, "Chief, Adjutant Xuan wants to see you. Can you see me?"

Xuan Huaifeng stood outside the door, his ears warmed up, he felt a little embarrassed, and then stood in the shadow of the flower shelf, listening to Bai Xuelan's answer inside.

There was another silence.

In this silence, Xuan Huaifeng seemed to be able to hear Bai Xuelan's suppressed breathing.

Just as she was wondering why Bai Xuelan didn't speak, she suddenly heard the person inside grinding her teeth, and asked coldly, "Adjutant Xuan? Adjutant Xuan? What do you do when you see me? Oh, I get it, I'm here to thank you. What can I do?" He’s gone, and he actually went there in person, why? Afraid you won’t be mad at me?”

Xuan Huaifeng was startled when he heard it.

He heard Bai Xuelan sneer again and again, he should know that Xuan Huaifeng was outside the door, so he deliberately spoke loudly, and said to Song Ren: "Tell him, there is no need to meet, I know what he means, and there is no need He came to the door to thank him. Now he wants to be free, to have freedom, to have human rights, to have human rights, he is very happy, very happy! Please let him go happily! You, you also go out for me!"

Xuan Huaifeng came here with the expectation of letting go of the past, he was already a little shy, but when the bucket of cold water was poured on his head, his whole body became stiff immediately.

Song Ren was also driven out of the study in embarrassment, with a confused and astonished face, facing Xuan Huaifeng who was standing in the shadow, and stared at him for a while.

When he saw Xuan Huaifeng's eyes clearly, Song Ren's expression changed suddenly, he shook his hands desperately, and said in panic: "Adjutant Xuan, it's definitely not me! I never talked nonsense with the chief executive about what happened in your car!"

Xuan Huaifeng smiled miserably, and said softly, "Forget it, I don't blame anyone. Is there any part of this Bai mansion that is not his eyes and ears? Anyway, I offended him a lot this time..."

Biting her lower lip, she turned around and walked back and forth silently.

Song Ren called out from behind, but he ignored him and went further and further away.

Song Ren became anxious, turned around and knocked on the door of the study, and said loudly, "Chief! Chief! Adjutant Xuan really left this time!"

Bai Xuelan yelled through the door, "Let's go! Kneel down and beg him? From now on, he'll just make fun of him, so I won't be a bad face to this bastard. Let him do as he pleases, just take advantage of his wishes!"

Song Ren respected and feared this living ancestor, how dare he confront him, stood outside the study frowning, unable to think of a way, scratched his head with his hands for a while, then simply turned around and went back to the courtyard where the people lived.

When I got there, I saw a few servants who were not on duty standing under the eaves to enjoy the wind and chat, and the driver of the Lincoln car, Xiao Li, was squatting on the steps and sucking a bowl of noodles.

Song Renhuo didn't hit anywhere, strode over, raised his leg and kicked Xiao Li like a dog.

Bang!

The noodle soup and the china bowl were smashed on the ground.

Xiao Li turned over covered in mud, howled and asked, "Why did you hit someone!"

Song Ren said viciously, "Damn it, you're the one who's beating up! You're talking too much!"

Rushing forward, he slapped Xiao Li a few times, and asked, "Let your tongue grow! Let you talk nonsense! Who told you to be a pug in front of the chief? What did Adjutant Xuan say?" What kind of secrets are you telling me about your mother's fart!"

Thinking of Xuan Huaifeng's skeptical eyes looking at him just now, it was like being forced to eat ten or eight flies.

He is a man who has fought in battle and is full of murderous looks. He is very strong. Xiao Li is a car driver. Where is his opponent?

Several servants saw that it was not the way, so they hurried up to persuade him to drive him away, and only said: "Brother Song, you are a man of character. Xiao Li offended you, just give him a slap in the face. His small body can Can you stand up to your Shandong fist? Take a break, what did he do wrong, we will scold him for you."

Xiao Li's cheeks were already swollen up to the fingertips, and the nosebleed flowed to the corner of his mouth. He was very embarrassed. Seeing everyone blocking Song Ren, he became bolder, stretched his neck and screamed, "The chief and Adjutant Xuan are angry, why are you beating me? I If the chief wants to ask Adjutant Xuan what he said, can I not say it? Why don’t you beat the chief because you have hard fists? Slap your black legs in front of me and show off your prestige, what a bitch!"

Song Ren's eyes widened and he swung his fist again. Everyone hurriedly stopped him, and said to Xiao Li, "Stop saying a few words, you're asking for a beating."

After talking about it for a while, Song Ren put down his fist and went away resentfully.

Xiao Li was left cursing and limping to clean up the broken bowls, bamboo chopsticks on the ground, lamenting his bad luck.