With this doubt, Song Langqing called Ling Yichuan's office at noon. Hearing Ling Yichuan's slightly tired voice, he said, "I guessed that you, a hard-working man, must have been working overtime at noon."

Hearing Song Langqing's voice, Ling Yichuan put down the blueprint in his hand, took off his gold-rimmed glasses with his other hand, pressed his nose and said:

"I can't help it. This blueprint is needed urgently. I have been busy with work since I came back from Harbin. Apart from eating and sleeping, I have been revising the blueprint. I have time to send you a telegram today because the blueprint is almost revised."

Ling Yichuan is a military engineer who has extremely high requirements for the precision of drawings. The finalization of a drawing will represent a new weapon for the country.

"You called me right after I sent my telegram? Is there any news about that matter?"

Song Langqing said, "What a coincidence! The lover of this 'Gu Weicheng' you mentioned works in our department. Her name is Li Xia and she is the director of our army's propaganda department. I am very curious, how do you know her? Did your unit want to contact her to ask her to write an article?"

Apart from this possibility, Song Langqing couldn't think of anything else.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yichuan directly denied it: "No."

"This favor I asked you to do is a private matter of our family. Last time I went on a business trip to Eastern Province, I saw a lesbian in the ice sculpture park in Harbin. I thought she looked very similar to my aunt. But at that time I was in a hurry to catch a train to Beijing to attend a meeting, so I couldn't find the lesbian on the spot.

Half a month ago, I asked someone to help me go to the Ice Sculpture Park again. From the mailing records there, I found that the man's name was Gu Weicheng, and he was in the unit where you were. "

"Do you suspect that Li Xia is your uncle's daughter?" Song Langqing asked.

"Yes, actually I know that there are many strange things in this world and there are many people who look similar, but I want to give it a try. What if? Ever since my cousin went missing, my grandmother, my uncle, my aunt, and my cousin have been living in self-blame and have never given up looking for her all these years. If they can really find her, they will feel at ease." Ling Yichuan said.

"Lang Qing, please help me find out about her family background. I want to know if she is my lost cousin." Ling Yichuan said.

Song Langqing said, "I'm just about to go to her house to deal with some work matters with her, but it's not easy to ask directly about this kind of thing, so I can only ask you indirectly, so wait for my news."

"Okay, thank you, Lang Qing." Ling Yichuan said with a smile, "By the way, after not seeing you for so long, why do I feel like you speak more humanely?"

Song Langqing: “…”

What do you mean his speech has human flavor now? Did he not speak humanly before?

Thinking about it carefully, ever since Li Xia called him "poisonous tongue" in Wangjia Village, he did subconsciously try to be less poisonous.

But now…

Song Langqing said unceremoniously: "Get lost."

…

When Song Langqing came to Li Xia's house with the interview manuscript, Li Xia was lying on the bed. When she heard the knock on the door, she put on her clothes and went to open the door: "Team Leader Song?"

Li Xia had just gotten out of bed, and her hair was a little messy now, unlike when she was at work and had been neatly combed.

Song Langqing's eyes flickered and he asked, "I heard from Xiao Yu that you were sick. Are you feeling better now?"

To be honest, after seeing Song Langqing being rude to others so many times, I’m really not used to seeing him being caring about others.

"Much better. I was planning to go to work tomorrow. Team Leader Song, please come in and sit down." Li Xia said.

Song Langqing walked in and took out the manuscript: "The interview manuscript must be submitted tomorrow. There is a place that I think can be revised to make it better, but I don't know if it is convenient for you to leave it like this now?"

"It's okay. I had a fever yesterday, but it has gone down today. My body is still a little sore, so I took a day off." Li Xia said.

Li Xia listened to Song Langqing's suggestion and found that adding some memories of Wang Qiaofang and others in this paragraph would be better and more tear-jerking. He nodded and said, "This change will indeed be more effective. I'll go get a pen."

"It's okay, I brought a pen, you can use mine." Song Langqing took off the pen pinned on his chest and handed it to Li Xia.

Song Langqing's pen has a history. Li Xia heard Yu Xiangxiang and Qiu Wang mention it, saying it was imported from abroad.

The pen is indeed very easy to write with and writes very smoothly. It is much better than the five-dollar Hero brand pen that Li Xia uses.

There aren't many changes that need to be made, and it can be written in less than ten minutes.

While Li Xia was writing, Song Langqing took out a bottle of vitamin C from his pocket and placed it on the table: "I once heard from a doctor friend that taking more vitamins when you are sick is beneficial to recovery. I happened to have some spare vitamins, so I brought you a bottle. Just take one pill a day."

"Thank you, Team Leader." Li Xia looked at Song Langqing in surprise.

Just now at the door, Song Langqing's question "Are you feeling better?" made her feel uncomfortable. After all, caring about others is not in line with Song Langqing's personality.

I didn't expect that he was so considerate as to prepare vitamins for her!

It turns out that the prejudice in people’s hearts is as huge as a mountain.

"And this." Song Langqing handed another photo to Li Xia. In the photo, she was bandaging Tiantian. "I developed it together with the photos from the interview. I just happened to send it to you."

"The photos are beautiful, thank you." Li Xia took the photos with a smile.

After Li Xia finished the modification, she showed it to Song Langqing, who nodded and said, "It's much better than before. By the way, Li Xia, the last time we went to Wangjia Village, your cooking was delicious. That was Hunan cuisine, right? Are you from Hunan?"

Li Xia nodded: "Yes."

"You've been with the army for so long, but I don't think I've ever seen you bring your parents over to stay with you for a while." Song Langqing said.

"Because my parents died when I was seven years old." Li Xia said.

She felt that Song Langqing was a little strange today. Song Langqing was not the kind of person who would ask about other people's family situations. If it were not inappropriate, she would have wanted to reach out and touch his forehead to see if he had a fever today or took the wrong medicine.

Song Langqing: "...I'm sorry."

Song Langqing felt that he was not suitable to inquire about the news.

Li Xia suddenly realized what was going on. She looked at Song Langqing with an expression of sudden enlightenment and asked, "Team Leader Song, do you think the dish I cooked that day was delicious? Do you want me to cook it for you again?"

That's why you sent her vitamins and photos, right?

No wonder. Although Song Langqing has a sharp tongue, he is not the kind of person who can justify himself by relying on his higher position to make others do things that are not within the scope of their job.

"When I get better, I'll cook you whatever you want to eat as a thank you for giving me these things."

Song Langqing: “…”