When we went to bed, the kids were still discussing what Sanwang said: "Swimming 800 meters in a 25-meter short pool is like a donkey pulling a millstone."

Have a good night's sleep.

Lin Lan just went to work at the commune recently. Director Han promised her to go to bed before 10:30 at night, so she woke up refreshed in the morning.

On the day of the meeting, Han Qingsong took Lin Lan out early in the morning and sent her to the county.

"Third brother, I can go by myself."

"I'll go and do my work." Han Qingsong also had to go to the county committee meetings from time to time. After all, he was the deputy director and was carrying out the task of strengthening cooperation among the communes to combat evil forces.

"That's perfect." Lin Lan asked Director Han to be the driver with peace of mind.

He has long legs and is very strong, so he can pedal a bicycle much more easily than she does.

After entering the county town, they first went to the Revolutionary Committee compound. When they arrived at the gate, Han Qingsong stopped the bicycle and let Lin Lan get off, and he also pushed the bike in.

The guard standing guard at the gate saw Han Qingsong coming and immediately saluted. Han Qingsong didn't need to return the salute and just nodded in greeting.

He exchanged a few words with an acquaintance and then Lin Lan went to report to the Propaganda Department.

"Lin Lan, here." Someone called her.

"Manager Qi, you're here too." Lin Lan went over to greet Qi Fengbo, and also greeted other people she knew.

"Lin Lan, do you know what the meeting is about today?"

Qi Fengbo was very happy to see Lin Lan. He and Lin Lan exchanged letters constantly, so he felt that he knew her very well.

To be honest, he wrote to Lin Lan quite frequently, which made Han Qingsong unhappy several times. Although he did not check his letters, he was particularly sensitive to this name.

But he only discussed work and some policies, views and opinions each time, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. Moreover, he used appropriate words, and although he was enthusiastic, he was not offensive. Moreover, other people also wrote to Lin Lan, so there was no problem.

Lin Lan shook her head, "You know?"

Qi Fengbo: "Let me find out a little bit." He motioned Lin Lan to go to her seat and sit down.

He took out his notebook, opened a page and handed it to Lin Lan. Lin Lan took a look and saw that it said "Criticize Lin Biao and Criticize Confucius" and a newspaper clipping "Lin Biao and the Way of Confucius and Mencius" was also pasted on it.

Lin Lan understood immediately and smiled, "Officer Qi is well-informed."

"It's as it should be. We will definitely be asked to write various articles. Here are some refined viewpoints and clichés. You can take a look at them first so as not to be in a rush when the time comes." Qi Fengbo took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to Lin Lan.

Lin Lan found that Qi Fengbo's work ability was really good. He was very organized in doing things and was very good at preparing materials and understanding spirits. He was really worthy of his experience.

She read the article intently.

"Lin Lan, why didn't you wait for me and came here by yourself?" As soon as Cao Guangrong entered the conference room, he saw Lin Lan and Qi Fengbo sitting together and was very dissatisfied.

Lin Lan looked up at him and said, "Officer Cao, I came here with Director Han."

Cao Guangrong pointed to the seat next to him and said to Lin Lan, "Let's sit here."

Although Lin Lan originally wanted to find a female comrade to sit with, Cao Guangrong's bossy attitude made her very unhappy: "Why should I sit with you? You are not my leader. I will sit here!"

Cao Guangrong insisted that she sit with him. They all came from the same commune, so of course they had to sit together. The main reason was that he couldn't understand and couldn't take notes. He had to let Lin Lan sit with him, so that when the time came to discuss or write something, he could let Lin Lan do it and he could just pick up the ready-made ones.

If I sit with people from other communes, I will inevitably expose my shortcomings of knowing nothing and become a laughing stock.

I can't afford to lose that person!

Lin Lan ignored him and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Cao Guangrong glared at her, "You - this is individualism!"

Qi Fengbo: "Comrade, how can you speak to Comrade Lin Lan like this? In this world, no one can tell us working people what to do! You forced Lin Lan to listen to you, which just shows that you are guilty of individualism and American imperialism!"

Cao Guangrong immediately stopped talking and said, "We came here together, what do you care? Don't try to get close to our commune."

Qi Fengbo: “Haha.” He said to Lin Lan, “Should we sit over there?” Change the place to be farther away from Cao Guangrong.

Lin Lan: "The minister is here."

The propaganda director of the county revolutionary committee was a man in his early fifties. He was bald, so he wore a marching cap even in the summer. He had a loud voice, honed through countless propaganda campaigns, and spoke with a rhythmic and impassioned voice. No matter what he said, he looked as if he was ready to block a bayonet.

"We must be vigilant and always be ready to fight for the great proletarian revolution, to prevent people with ulterior motives from reverting and denying the great Cultural Revolution! We must resolutely criticize those who respect Confucius and oppose the law, and those rightists who want to deny the revolution and shrink back! We must criticize them harshly!"

This trend was passed down from above at the beginning of the year, but it had trickled down level by level, and by the time it was Lin Lan's turn to attend the meeting, it was almost over.

Lin Lan sat there, thinking about her children, especially since Sanwang was going to the provincial team this year and Dawang was going to the army next week. She was worried when the children were not at home. She went through the minister's speech by thinking about each child one by one.

Soon the minister asked the representatives to make speeches. The more passionate the better. Then some people became more and more outspoken, and a few well-informed people actually began to criticize the central leaders.

Lin Lan: ………There is no shortage of keyboard warriors in any era.

"Lin Lan, it's your turn." Qi Fengbo pushed her.

Lin Lan didn't want to get involved in this kind of sloganeering at all. She didn't want to criticize anyone, and she couldn't muster up such passionate emotions. In her opinion, this was the same speech style as success studies or pyramid schemes.

Lin Lan turned to look at Cao Guangrong: "Secretary Cao, you are the representative of our Shanshui Commune, you go ahead."

Cao Guangrong's face suddenly turned red, "You, you go ahead!"

Lin Lan: "I'm not a representative, you go first!"

Cao Guangrong stood up, gritted his teeth and went up. He didn't believe that he would not be able to turn around without Lin Lan. He just followed what others said. He walked to the podium and began to repeat the sentences he learned in elementary school. His father sacrificed for the revolution, so the leaders and the brigade cadres took good care of them. Whenever they needed to hold a meeting to recall the good and bad times, they would invite him and his mother to go.

After a while, he memorized the same set of words and just repeated them over and over again.

He brought out this set and also added a specious phrase like "restoration and regression".

Everyone was speaking passionately at first, and was waiting for someone to push it to another climax, but who knew that Cao Guangrong would pour a bucket of cold water on them.

Why are you starting to talk about your family's achievements?

The ministers were all annoyed and grumbled to others: "Why did Shanshui Commune send such a person? Isn't it enough to have Lin as the cadre? This is really nonsense."

After Cao Guangrong finished speaking, he still felt that he had performed very well and applauded himself, but the applause from the audience was sparse and not enthusiastic.

Cao Guangrong felt a little embarrassed, so he hurried down and glared at Lin Lan fiercely.

Lin Lan acted as if nothing had happened.

He has such good conditions. If he had been willing to study hard, why would he end up like this and bring shame to his parents?

Of course she didn't escape in the end. She was the county's propaganda red flag bearer, so of course she had to go on stage, otherwise no one would agree.

Lin Lan was also prepared. She started by talking about Lin's perverse deeds, treason, and the feudal remnants who wanted to restore the old order. Anyway, this was what everyone was shouting. However, Lin Lan did not mention a word about the teachings of Confucius and Mencius or some of the great leaders who were alluded to. She then added some slogans and naturally exceeded the task.

"good!"

"Comrade Lin Lan said it well!"

The applause was enthusiastic.

The meetings are basically about this: classes in the morning and afternoon, and seminars in the evening. Comrades open their hearts to each other and express their opinions, in other words, they criticize each other in various ways.

They sprayed the people above them, sprayed others, sprayed the Soviet Union, sprayed the United States, sprayed feudalism, and later they started to cross the line and start spraying the people around them, spraying the people present.

Then he starts spraying people he doesn't like.

Enemies far away are like floating clouds, while those nearby are thorns in the eye, so no matter what the topic is criticized, it will eventually involve the opponents around you.

Suddenly the symposium turned into a fight.

Cao Guangrong criticized Lin Lan several times, complaining that she was seeking special treatment, small-groupism, individualism, revisionism, and intellectual capitalism, using all the words he had learned, whether he knew them or not.

"It's wrong for you to be so clean. Haven't you heard that the dirtier the body, the cleaner the revolution?"

"Mr. Cao, can you please memorize the quotations and apply them first before discussing them with me?" Lin Lan really didn't want to pay attention to him.

He spoke in a confusing and chaotic manner, and no one responded to him. He imagined that he would be able to get everyone to criticize Lin Lan just by starting a conversation, but the scene did not happen. Instead, he was scolded by everyone.

The next few days were pretty much the same.

Lin Lan got along well with Qi Fengbo, Wang Fengxia and a few others. They held meetings and discussions together, copied each other's notes, and ate together after the meetings.

This morning, the meeting was so noisy that someone came to look for Lin Lan.

Wang Fengxia: "Lin Lan, someone is looking for you."

Lin Lan turned her head and found that it was Yang Han outside. She looked at her watch and it was about time, so she was too lazy to continue listening to their nonsense.

Qi Fengbo: "Lin Lan, let's have lunch together at noon."

Lin Lan: "Manager Qi, you and Wang Fengxia can eat together. I have something to go out for."

Qi Fengbo took her notebook and said, "Then I'll carry the book for you, just go."

Lin Lan thanked her, said something to Wang Fengxia, and then left.

Yang Han was not wearing a white coat. He was wearing black pants and a white dacron shirt. He was leaning against the wall and looking at her with a slight smile.

Lin Lan laughed, "Hey, Fatty Yang, how did you know to come and see me?"

In fact, she and Yang Han met quite a lot. Whenever she went to the hospital, she would say hello to Yang Pangpang, and sometimes she would also run into him when she returned to her parents' home.

"If you don't come to see me, I'll come to see you." Yang Han walked side by side with her, "I'll treat you to dinner."

Lin Lan: "How can I always let you treat me? I'll treat you to the cafeteria."

Yang Han: "Lan Huahua, you are so stingy. You finally treated me to a meal, but you still have to go to the cafeteria."

Lin Lan: "Hey, classmate Pangpang, you should be simple and not bloated. You are a staunch proletarian revolutionary fighter and cannot be corrupted by capitalism. Hotels and the like do not conform to our proletarian consumption concept."

"Stop, stop. I admit defeat. You are just promoting your good eloquence. I admit defeat." Yang Han quickly surrendered.

Qi Fengbo watched the two people leave from the window and couldn't help asking Wang Fengxia in front of him, "Who is that? She seems to have a good relationship with Lin Lan."

Wang Fengxia laughed, "Secretary Qi, I said something inappropriate. How long have we known Secretary Lin? She must have a better relationship with her friends than we do."

Qi Fengbo was a little embarrassed: "Look at you, I just want to ask you, why are you comparing yourself to me?"

Wang Fengxia: "I'm just afraid that you might overthink it."

Qi Fengbo smiled and said nothing.

Lin Lan didn't have to eat in the canteen of the Revolutionary Committee. She and Yang Han walked to the hospital. The county town was not big, and the Revolutionary Committee was not far from the supply and marketing cooperative, the cinema, and the hospital. There were flour mills and textile mills nearby.

On the way, Lin Lan glanced at Yang Han and said, "Yang Panpan, you are already an adult, but you still don't have a partner? Your parents must be worried about you." When Lin Lan went back to her parents' home, she would occasionally visit Yang Han's home to say hello to the old lady. The old lady was so anxious that she couldn't do anything about him.

"Me? Why are you in such a hurry when I'm so young? Don't you know that it's late to get married now? Lan Huahua, if you still want to have a baby, hurry up. We will have to plan for family planning in a few years." Yang Han put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked slowly.

Lin Lan looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?" She roughly remembered that the family planning policy was implemented in 1980 or 1978? Because she had a relative who was included in the plan when she was a child, so she knew a little bit about it.

Yang Han kicked a small stone and said, "I'm a doctor. I went to the provincial capital to attend a meeting. The big cities started two years ago. Our countryside is remote, so I think it will be the same in the next few years or two."

Lin Lan said "oh" and didn't take it seriously, "I already have five children, the family planning has nothing to do with me. Hey, Pangpang, it has a lot to do with you. You see, we are about the same age, I already have five children, and you are not married yet. What if the family planning becomes stricter after you get married, wouldn't you be too passive?" You can choose not to have children, but if you want to have children but are not allowed to, it will be very painful.

Yang Han: “…”

"I'm telling you the truth. You can't be a bachelor your whole life, nor can you become a monk. You'd better find a partner and get married soon, otherwise your parents will nag you about it." People in later generations were very strict about urging people to get married, let alone now.

Lin Lan truly regards Yang Han as her best friend and wishes the best for him.

Yang Han rolled his eyes at her and said, "It's never too old to worry."

Lin Lan's expression suddenly changed, and she turned to look at Yang Han, "I understand..."

Yang Han was also shocked when he saw her expression, "What are you doing?"

Lin Lan: "You don't like..."

Yang Han immediately became nervous, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Lan lowered her voice, moved closer to him, and whispered, "Chubby, it's okay if you like it, I understand you." Even in the 21st century, it was not so easy for men to be understood if they liked other men, let alone now, it must not be known by others.

Yang Han saw her approaching and was so scared that he quickly put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned back.

Lin Lan smiled knowingly, "I won't discriminate against you, don't worry."

Yang Han looked at her smirk and breathed a sigh of relief, "You just talk nonsense if you know anything."

"Well, you asked me to tell you." Lin Lan: "You don't want to get married, so do you like men...?"

Yang Han was looking at her nervously at first, but now his face turned red, then white, and finally blue. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't even think about buying condoms from me in the future. We've got a batch of better ones."

Lin Lan didn't even blush when she told the doctor, "Let's put things in perspective. As a doctor, you should have professional ethics and not take revenge on someone else."

Yang Han was helpless, "Why are you so shameless in front of me? You are not shy at all."

Lin Lan: "Are we just wearing open-crotch pants to play together? Why should I be shy with you? You are not my Director Han."

When she talked about Director Han, a smile spread across her face, her cheeks blushed, revealing a charming girlish glow.

Yang Han: "…………You are really not shy."

Lin Lan: "Let's go to the hospital and eat your hospital's nine-turn large intestine."

Yang Han: "Didn't you treat me to dinner?"

Lin Lan: "What's the relationship between us? It doesn't matter who invites whom. I'll give you the meal ticket and money."

"You're going to buy a new model from our hospital, right?" Yang Han sneered.

"Pangpang, do you know why you can't find a wife? You see the truth but don't tell it. Do you understand that being a doctor must have a doctor's professional ethics? You must remember that you cannot expose the patient's privacy, and you can't make fun of the patient's behavior casually."

"What's wrong with you? Besides, it's me who doesn't want to find a wife, not that I can't find one. Thank you."

"Who said I'm not sick? I have a disease that makes me unable to leave my third brother. A single guy like you who doesn't want to find a wife and wants to spend the rest of his life with the fifth girl won't understand. Hurry up, you're just dawdling like an old lady."

Yang Han finally accepted his fate. She was really shameless in front of him. Was she shameless or did she not consider herself a man!!!

The two of them went to the hospital chatting and laughing, and Cao Guangrong followed behind with a look of contempt.

Lin Lan had a meal in the hospital, then went to say hello to Dr. Liu and several other doctors she knew, and then returned to the Revolutionary Committee with her new model.

She first went back to the dormitory to put her things down, and then went to the meeting room.

As soon as she entered the room, she noticed that several people were staring at her with strange looks, especially Cao Guangrong.

Cao Guangrong used to think that she got into the commune propaganda department through connections, but now he believed that she was not disciplined and hated her even more. Although he did not see Lin Lan and Yang Han do anything out of the ordinary, nor did he see them go to a deserted place alone, as long as they spoke, it was evidence of guilt to him.

When Lin Lan walked past him, she heard him snort coldly. She couldn't help but look at him. Did this lunatic take the wrong medicine? When did she offend him again?

She ignored him and returned to her seat.

Qi Fengbo: "Ignore him, he's crazy."

Lin Lan: “No problem.”

She didn't want to talk to Qi Fengbo about anything other than work. After all, she and Qi Fengbo were not particularly familiar with each other, they were just work relatives in meetings.

Qi Fengbo looked at her with a complicated expression, "Have you eaten?"

“I’ve eaten.”

"oh."

Qi Fengbo thought about what Cao Guangrong had said to others to slander her a while ago, and wondered whether she should tell her. After all, those words were really unpleasant to hear. If Cao Guangrong didn't have that power, and Lin Lan's backers were strong enough, if she had put it off until later, she might have been bullied by someone with ulterior motives.

Cao Guangrong said:

"She is not noble at all. She is just an immoral woman."

"Why, you still don't believe me? I saw it all. She went out with a man."

"What? What are they doing? Why are they doing it on the street? They have to hide. Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows what they are doing. It's just a man and a woman's sex."

"Don't be fooled by her. She is not as serious as she appears to be. In our commune, huh, who doesn't know that?"

"When she was running for election to the commune, she flirted with me, but I ignored her."

At that time, Qi Fengbo was very angry and went to find Cao Guangrong to argue with him, asking him why he slandered the female comrade.

Cao Guangrong stopped him with one sentence: "Are you trying to defend someone? Do you dare to admit that you are not interested in her? I think you just want to have sex with her! Humph!"

Qi Fengbo's heart was in turmoil. He really admired Lin Lan. From the first time he saw her, he felt that she was different and was the kind of woman he had always dreamed of.

He has a feeling of loneliness, as if he is the only one sober while everyone else is drunk, and he can't find a soulmate even after looking through thousands of mountains. He has high standards and doesn't want to marry just any woman. Instead, he wants to find a wife who shares the same ideals and has a tacit understanding with him and is worthy of his appreciation.

He has been searching for it for so many years but has never found it. However, he believes that he would rather have nothing than have too much.

At the meeting that year, when he heard Lin Lan’s speech for the first time, he felt that he had found it.

At that moment, he had a shocking feeling as if he had been searching for him in the crowd for hundreds of times, and when he turned around, he found him somewhere dark.

But he dared not say anything, after all, she was already a married woman. He could only approach her and write to her under the opportunity of discussing work.

How he wished that she could feel the same way as he did, and feel that he was a man with whom she shared a spiritual connection. He really wanted to find a soul mate, instead of being lifeless like others.

He always thought he had covered it up well, so how come Cao Guangrong had seen through it? Would she know? How would she react? Would she despise him or... maybe even have a crush on him?

Lin Lan felt his gaze and smiled, "What's the matter?"

Qi Fengbo shook his head: "No. I just got angry when I heard someone say something bad about you."

Lin Lan smiled and curled her eyes. "Thank you for your help, but don't be angry. The blame lies with others."

The smile that flowed from her eyes dazzled Qi Fengbo's eyes. He felt as if there were stars twinkling in her eyes. He felt a little dizzy for a moment and his heart was pounding.

Lin Lan didn't pay attention and talked to Wang Fengxia.

Qi Fengbo suddenly had an urge to say something. He didn't know if it was because of what Cao Guangrong said, or... Anyway, he suddenly couldn't hold it back anymore.

But he never found an opportunity, because although Lin Lan had a good relationship with him, she also had a good relationship with Wang Fengxia and the others. They were all together, so he had no chance to say anything alone.

He wondered whether he should continue writing letters.

In a blink of an eye, it was the last two days.

The quarrel was so intense at the afternoon meeting that it was late for lunch. So as soon as the meeting was over, no matter how intense the quarrel was, everyone swarmed to the cafeteria to eat.

Lin Lan was feeling very uncomfortable, so she asked them to go first while she went to the restroom.

When she came out to wash her hands, she found Qi Fengbo standing outside.

"Mr. Qi, why don't you go to eat?"

Qi Fengbo smiled and said, "Waiting for you."

"It's just a few steps away, what are you waiting for?" Lin Lan motioned for them to hurry up and get food. "Meetings are really tiring. I'm hungry."

The food at the county revolutionary committee was better than that at the commune, and tasted quite good.

Qi Fengbo: "Hey, Lin Lan, slow down, why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Lan: "It's too late, there's no meat left."

There were too many people at the cafeteria entrance, so she had to slow down and look at the sky. "Today is a bit slow."

The meeting will be over tomorrow morning, and she and Han Qingsong have agreed to pick her up at noon. To be honest, she really missed him. They didn't feel uncomfortable when they were together every day, but when they were separated and slept on the wooden bed in the dormitory, it was really uncomfortable.

I never knew what insomnia was when I slept with him before, but now it’s different. I can’t fall asleep even after lying down for a long time.

She had even thought about going home tomorrow night, and if he had any requests, she would agree to them. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Qi Fengbo looked at her for a while and suddenly felt a little sad. He didn't know why, but he wanted to know more about her. She was so outstanding that she attracted his attention as soon as she appeared, making him always want to say something to her.

At this time, someone came out of the cafeteria and was having a heated debate. He moved a little too much and accidentally bumped into Lin Lan.

Qi Fengbo quickly extended his hands to protect her, "You guys should also be careful, you might bump into someone."

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Lan waved her hands, "It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Qi, I'm fine, let's go eat." She felt that Qi Fengbo's posture of supporting her was a bit ambiguous, so she quickly kept her distance and walked into the cafeteria first.

At this time, Wang Fengxia called her, "Manager Lin, Manager Qi, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lin Lan went to get food first.

Qi Fengbo, who was behind him, suddenly felt like he was being stabbed in the back. He turned his head and saw a tall and stern man looking at him from under a sycamore tree not far away. He recognized it as Han Qingsong and wanted to say hello but couldn't, so he turned around and followed him to get his meal.

Lin Lan and Han Qingsong agreed to pick him up the next day, but she had no idea he had already arrived. She got some food and went to have dinner with her friends.

Those people were almost done eating, so I sat aside and chatted while waiting for them.

Qi Fengbo came over with his meal and said to a female clerk with a smile, "Let me have some."

The female clerk sat down, and Qi Fengbo sat opposite Lin Lan.

"Manager Lin, you guys have a mission when you go back, right?" Wang Fengxia asked.

Lin Lan nodded: "Yes, there are many meetings."

Qi Fengbo smiled and said, "I think we can also communicate and discuss among our communes, just like connecting with each other."

Some people thought it was great. "Yes, Mr. Lin, you are working in the commune now. We would like to go and see you even more."

Lin Lan: "What's so good about me? I think your work is unique and worth learning."

Qi Fengbo: "Lin Lan, how about... you stay in our commune for two days?"

Lin Lan: "I really don't have time. I'm away for a week and I don't know what's going on at home. Our Director Han works every day and doesn't take care of the children. If there's a little clingy kid who doesn't see me for a week, he'll definitely cry at night. I feel so depressed when I think about this. I wish I could go back tonight."

Hearing that she was not reluctant to leave at all, but wanted to go home more, Qi Fengbo lowered his head to eat, hiding his disappointment, and for a moment he didn't know why he didn't tell her that Director Han was here.

Someone laughed and said, "It's strange to say that. We've only known each other for a week. We've eaten together, attended classes together, and stayed together every day. I don't want to be separated from you. I feel so empty inside when we're separated."

Qi Fengbo glanced at Lin Lan.

Lin Lan smiled, "This shows that we are people who value relationships. It's not easy for us to be able to chat together."

"That's right. I have no one to talk to at home. Either they don't understand what I say, or they deliberately misinterpret me, and I don't like to listen to them," said Wang Fengxia.

Someone else suggested, "Why don't we just do something on our own tonight instead of going to a symposium? It'll make us so angry."

"Yeah, it's not necessary to go tonight."

Lin Lan: "Since you are here for the meeting, you should stick with it until the end."

The light in Qi Fengbo's eyes dimmed again, and he had trouble swallowing his food.

Lin Lan finished eating, "You guys chat first, I'll go back to the dormitory."

Wang Fengxia said she would go back with her.

Lin Lan has the habit of washing clothes every day in the summer, and it is just right to do it after dinner.

Wang Fengxia saw her washing clothes and went to wash them too.

Lin Lan: "Don't use the alkali noodles, use soap with me."

Wang Fengxia: "Thank you so much. I usually don't want to buy soap, so I might as well save money and buy a hairpin."

Lin Lan smiled and said, "Our brigade has a daily chemical factory and we make it ourselves."

Wang Fengxia perked up when she heard this. "Is that so? Your team is really capable. Our team... hmm, those people just quarrel and quit."

Lin Lan did not comment on the other team's affairs. "If there is a chance in the future, you can go to our team and I will give you those defective products."

"How can I give it away for free? It will be fine if it is cheaper." Wang Fengxia smiled.

The two of them washed clothes together and chatted.

At this time Qi Fengbo came over again, "You two love to work. Let me wash too."

When he returned to the dormitory to get his clothes, Wang Fengxia approached Lin Lan and whispered, "Secretary Lin, Secretary Qi..."

Hearing her hesitate to speak, Lin Lan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Is he..." Wang Fengxia was a little embarrassed to say it. After all, this matter was very serious. Unless they were close, she would offend others if she said it out loud.

Lin Lan: "Did he make a mistake?" Lin Lan asked in a low voice.

Wang Fengxia saw that she looked calm and caring about her comrades, and there was nothing unusual about it. She knew that she had no interest in Qi Fengbo, and she didn't even know what Qi Fengbo was thinking.

"Well...I said, don't be angry."

Lin Lan laughed: "You see, I get angry so easily."

Wang Fengxia: "Well... he, he seems to have some feelings towards you..." Wang Fengxia blushed first, "a little bit like that."

Lin Lan was washing clothes and didn't hear clearly: "What do you mean?"

At this time, Qi Fengbo came over and said, "Comrades, we are so happy to have classes, eat and work together."

He walked over to Lin Lan and placed the basin in the long cement pool.

Wang Fengxia: "Manager Qi, this place is so spacious, why do you have to squeeze into the forest to do the work?"

Qi Fengbo looked a little unnatural, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because I want to get closer to Lin Lan?"

Lin Lan glanced at him, and this glance was different from the previous ones. Her eyes were scrutinizing, and she looked straight into Qi Fengbo's eyes.

Qi Fengbo pretended to be nothing and looked at her at first, but two seconds later his face turned red and he quickly lowered his head to wash clothes, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably and his heart was pounding.

He felt dizzy, guilty, and weak in the knees. Did she know something? Would she... Of course she wouldn't, she had always been an ordinary comrade to him. He felt sweet and bitter in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like. Should he express his feelings further?

He wrote many letters to her, and later on he wrote two letters each time. The first letter was a vent to his suppressed thoughts, and the second letter was a normal work letter.

Now he had a newly written letter in his pocket, in which he couldn't help but confess his love to her.

His heart was pounding and his head was dizzy. He felt that her eyes were as unfathomable and deep as the vast night sky.

When he came to his senses, Lin Lan and Wang Fengxia were gone, and the sky around them had darkened.

He felt as if he were completely empty.

At this time, a man came over to wash his hands. He was wearing a white police uniform, but no police hat. He was tall and strong. When he bent down to wash his hands opposite him, he actually gave him a strong sense of oppression.

Qi Fengbo glanced at him secretly, but Han Qingsong raised his eyes and glanced over as if he knew something, which scared him so much that his heart skipped a beat.

Han Qingsong's expression was extremely grim, and his pair of pitch-black eyes held an intimidating light, which reminded Qi Fengbo of the cold light on the bayonet, and he couldn't help but shudder.

He wanted to walk away, but his feet were nailed and he couldn't move. He knew why, because Han Qingsong was staring at him, just like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, and the prey didn't even have the courage to run away.

He felt as if Han Qingsong was going to beat him to death, and it became difficult for him to breathe.

His throat was dry, and he swallowed unconsciously, trying to force a smile and say hello, but his answer came out dry, "Director Han, Director Han."

Han Qingsong nodded slightly, "Qi Fengbo."

Qi Fengbo: “Yes.”

Han Qingsong: "Relax."

Qi Fengbo: “Yes.”

"My wife is a very good person." When Han Qingsong said this, his eyes softened unconsciously.

Qi Fengbo's pressure was relieved. "Yes, Lin... is an excellent person."

Han Qingsong: "You have vision, but unfortunately you are not qualified." He took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, ignored Qi Fengbo, turned around and left.

Qi Fengbotton felt the pressure dissipate, and his body shook as he quickly pressed down on the pool.

Looking at Han Qingsong's tall back walking away, he felt a sense of relief and inexplicable pain in his heart.

Han Qingsong's meaning couldn't be clearer: My wife is very good, but you are not qualified to like her because I don't allow you to!

He knows that it is really, really difficult to find someone in this life who is worthy of admiration, interesting, easy to talk to, and spiritually compatible.

It was a shame that they met too late, but they were not destined to be together, so he could only do it secretly... He was ashamed and excited before, but now all his enthusiasm was frozen into ice by Han Qingsong's words.

He took out the letter from his pocket with a trembling hand, unfolded the letter, slowly put it into his mouth, chewed it with his salty tears, and swallowed it hard. The bitter taste of the paper and ink could not be stronger than the bitterness in his heart.

Not only am I not destined to be with her, I am not even qualified to even dream about her.

His great love died at the hands of power before he could express it.

In the evening, Lin Lan went to the conference room for a walk. It was noisy inside and many people were free to move around. She knew what Qi Fengbo meant and naturally did not want to contact him anymore. She told Wang Fengxia and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

The dormitory area was quiet at the moment, and none of the lights were on, but there were street lights in the distance to illuminate it, so there wasn't much risk of stumbling.

When she passed a room, the door suddenly opened and a big hand dragged her in. She subconsciously wanted to scream, but someone covered her mouth and the hot lips imprinted on her ears.

She shuddered all over, and moaned, "Mmmmm..." She struggled to make Han Qingsong let go of her mouth.

When she ran into his arms, she was enveloped by the strong masculine energy. She immediately knew who it was. She didn't expect that he would come tonight!

He moved his hand away and held her head. She was about to speak, but he covered her lips and sucked her, domineering and powerful, not giving her a chance to speak. He pushed her against the wall, his incredibly hot body almost burning her. There was a sound of someone walking outside, but he didn't mean to stop, instead he started to pull her clothes.

Lin Lan: “!!!”

When he let go of her mouth, she bit her lips and dared not make a sound.

His breathing was heavier than before, like a rope around her heart, making her go limp and surrender to him. He no longer held back and moved as ferociously as a beast, leaving her nowhere to escape.

"Third... Third Brother..." Lin Lan's voice was trembling. There is no soundproofing in this place. This is not home. Please calm down...

Unfortunately, I could only talk to myself in my head, and the sound that came out was low, soft and fragmented.

He naturally understood her worries, picked her up, bit her ear, and said, "I'm alone, the door is locked."

Lin Lan felt like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. He was the only one there, and the door was locked. How could she escape? She felt like she was going to be ripped apart tonight.

In the end, facts proved that her premonition was correct. The bed in the dormitory would shake and make noises. In order to reassure her, he used every possible posture, except the bed.

When she was carried to bed and put to sleep after an unknown amount of time, she felt that her consciousness had left her body. Fortunately, Han Qingsong considerately brought her the sheets from home, so that she could sleep soundly without worry.

But the beds in the dormitory are really uncomfortable.

It was fine to have him hugging her at night, but when he got up early the next day and was not there, Lin Lan unconsciously arched her back, wanting those strong arms to hold her.

At this moment she was still very sleepy, unable to wake up, and feeling uncomfortable all over.

By the end of last night she had unconsciously cried and begged him to spare her. She didn't understand why he was so fierce, domineering and unforgiving. She felt very aggrieved.

At this moment she was dazed and had to find a comfortable position, but the man was not there, so no matter how she tried, she felt uncomfortable and even more aggrieved.

Finally, the "Pu Tong" arched onto the ground...

Lin Lan was a little dazed after being thrown down, but she did not wake up. She finally found a comfortable position, hugged the pillow, pulled the bed sheet, and slept soundly on the ground.

Han Qingsong went to do morning exercises and got breakfast, and came back to open the door - he locked the door when he left. As soon as he entered the room, he was stunned for a moment, immediately put the lunch box on the table, strode forward and picked up Lin Lan from the ground.

Nestled in his strong and flexible arms, Lin Lan finally found a more comfortable position. She put her arms around his neck and buried her head in his arms, mumbling and sleeping more soundly.

Han Qingsong: “…………” I can’t ask for leave for you in this case.

Han Qingsong put her on the bed and said, "Be good, I'll go ask for leave for you."

Lin Lan held his arm tightly and muttered, "I'm so sleepy, I'm so tired, I'm so angry..."

Han Qingsong gently pushed her hand away and turned to leave.

Lin Lan suddenly started to whine and cry, "Wuwu...bullying people..."

She was confused in her sleep.

Han Qingsong's heart melted at once.

He remembered that he was indeed too unrestrained last night and even lost control afterwards. He did not show much sympathy to her and suddenly felt guilty. He turned around and patted her, then walked to the door and saw a staff member not far away. He waved for the person to come over.

"Korean Bureau."

"Go to the Propaganda Department and ask for leave for Secretary Lin. She has a headache." Han Qingsong lied without moving his brows.

The staff member ran over immediately.

Han Qingsong closed the door again, took off his clothes, got on the bed, and served as a human pillow for Lin Lan.

This time, she finally slept comfortably.

It was already noon when Lin Lan woke up.

She closed her eyes and felt as if she didn't know where she was. She turned her eyes and saw Han Qingsong's face. He held her with one hand and put the other hand behind his head. He closed his eyes. His long and thick eyelashes looked particularly well-behaved at this moment. His expression was also gentle and calm, without the usual coldness and seriousness.

She leaned over and kissed him on the lips, but he held her still and kissed her harder.

"When?" she asked.

"noon."

Lin Lan: “…………Third brother, why didn’t you wake me up? How embarrassing!” It would be fine if he just took a nap at home, but coming to the dormitory to sleep is shameless.

Han Qingsong: “I called her.” But she didn’t wake up and was still crying like a child, so he didn’t have the heart to do it.

Lin Lan got up quickly, not caring about her old face, and her old waist as well, which was so sore as if she was lost.

There were also marks on her chest, waist, abdomen and thighs. If you didn't know, you would think she had been in a fight last night.

She quickly put on her clothes, washed her face, asked Han Qingsong to get lunch, and went back to the dormitory to wash and pack her things.

Wang Fengxia was still in the dormitory, but most of the others had left.

"Mr. Lin, your headache has healed, have you?"

Everyone knows about Han Qingsong's coming.

Lin Lan: “…………It still hurts a little.”

Wang Fengxia: "It must be that the window in our dormitory is broken, and you are letting in a draft."

Lin Lan remained calm, "Definitely."

Wang Fengxia returned Lin Lan's notes that Qi Fengbo had borrowed to her. "Officer Lin, your notes are really good. I learned a lot from reading them. In the end, nothing was said at the meeting. We just chatted and agreed to write letters to each other and go to the commune to study together."

Lin Lan and her