Song Ruyuan closed his eyes, feeling a prickly and stuffy feeling in his heart, and he couldn't describe the feeling.

Song Congxin saw that he had closed his eyes, and nervously reached out and tugged at his sleeve, "Uncle?"

Song Ruyuan opened his eyes, raised his hand and gently stroked his head, a sigh escaped from his throat.

For a long while, he stared at him quietly, every word he said was precious.

"Xinxin, friends should be sincere to each other."

Song Congxin raised his eyes blankly. Is it true?

What he lacks the least is sincerity.

Growing up, he was a little dull and didn't like to talk.

So he basically has no friends around him.

But he treats everyone who approaches him sincerely.

Although they didn't like his temper, they eventually distanced themselves from him.

Fu Yu seemed different from those people. He didn’t think he was boring or annoying.

He really wanted to be friends with someone like this.

His eyes gradually became clear, and he looked at Song Ruyuan firmly, saying in a clear voice: "I can..."

Song Ruyuan rubbed his head with a chuckle, "It should be difficult for you to make friends with that child. Your uncle made her father angry. He probably doesn't like you."

Song Congxin hesitated and said, "Uncle, have you apologized?"

"Apologies are useless," Song Ruyuan's eyes were dazed. The problems between them could not be solved by an apology.

But he was not only thinking:

Is there a problem between them?

What's the problem?

But if there is no problem, why are friends who were once so good now drifting further and further apart?

"It doesn't matter. You're just my uncle. We don't have a very deep relationship. They probably won't take their anger out on me."

Hearing his words, Song Ruyuan came back to his senses and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He glanced at him sideways and said in a leisurely voice: "Brat, I won't get involved in your affairs. I wish you success."

After saying that, he started the car, turned around, and drove back to Song Congxin's home.

"Uncle, don't you want me to apologize?"

"It's getting dark, and I'm sleepy. You can go by yourself some other day..."

Song Ruyuan's voice is very casual, with a hint of laziness in it.

Song Congxin spoke again: "Uncle, they are really amazing, I really want to be friends with them,"

"Well, you're pretty good too, just a little silly."

"......"

The next morning.

Song Cong prepared himself mentally for the whole night and mustered up the courage to walk into the office, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see. He looked at Huang Jun and asked calmly, "Is A Yu not here yet?"

Huang Jun looked up and smiled, "He is taking a day off today."

"Why? You have something to do with him..."

"without..."

Song walked back to his seat and sat down, starting to work on what he had to do today.

Although it is busy, fortunately everything is going well.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, he finished his work for the day.

I told my leader that I was going on a visit and walked out of the municipal gate.

Ride your bike to Fu Yu's house.

Fu Yu had a day off today, and Fu Xiao happened to stay at home as well. After lunch, they sat at the small table next to the rose, drinking tea and chatting.

The two chatted about funny things with smiles on their faces.

Seeing that Fu Yu was in a good mood, Fu Xiao took the opportunity to ask her about topics that interested her, "Brother, you..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Fu Yu got up to open it.

Fu Xiao was a little depressed and wanted to ask him what he thought of that female colleague.

Yes, she saw a very beautiful young lady with a good personality in the municipal government, and she seemed to have a good impression of Fu Yu.

Most importantly, he's single.

Fu Yu opened the door and saw the man outside. He was a little surprised and asked: "Congxin? Why are you here..."

"Is there something going on in the office?"

Song Congxin smiled and said, "Ayu, I have something to say, can I come in?"

"certainly,"

Fu Yu moved aside to let him in and closed the door again.

I always felt that his eyes were a little strange, but even though I was a little confused, I still invited him in.

He moved a stool out of the room, placed it opposite the table, and motioned for him to sit down.

When Fu Xiao saw him coming, he thought he came to discuss business with Fu Yu and was about to get up and go back to the room to make room for the two of them.

Before she stood up, Song Congxin spoke first: "You don't have to avoid me. I'm here to confess something. It's related to you."

Fu Yu's eyes suddenly changed, and Fu Xiao also felt a little strange.

But I still sat down and listened to his so-called confession.

Song Congxin sat opposite the two of them, took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "My results were originally going to be kept in the Anyang County Committee, but I exchanged places with one of the Anyang County candidates, so I came here."

The main function of the municipal party committee's current work is to write manuscripts and participate in the formulation of some policies.

Although it is easy to stand out, it requires outstanding personal abilities.

Otherwise it will just be a long sedimentation process.

I don't have the approval authority.

But the county committee is different.

At that time, the candidate from Anyang County wanted to stay there. After all, that was where his home was, and he could do things for others to a small extent in that position.