"Xiaodong, is it you?" Zhao Guodong didn't expect Han Dong to come to find him at this time.

"It's me." There was a hint of frustration and loneliness behind Han Dong's calm expression.

"Come on, come in and sit in." Zhao Guodong diligently made tea for Han Dong, and Han Dong just sat on the sofa without saying a word.

The 6,000 yuan she borrowed had been returned to her long ago. The relationship between them quickly and gradually became cold, and even Zhao Guodong couldn't tell why his relationship with Han Dong suddenly faded. Perhaps it was related to Kong Yue, or perhaps it was just his own self-indulgent, and Han Dong just regarded himself as a good friend of the opposite sex.

The temperature of the hot tea seemed to make Han Dong's face look a little better. She held the teacup and said nothing, which made Zhao Guodong wonder what had happened to her.

Just as Zhao Guodong was thinking about what was going on with Han Dong, Han Dong was silently reciting Zhao Guodong's name, the man who walked into his heart with one foot but never stepped in with the other foot.

The warmth between Zhao Guodong and Kong Yue was not hidden from Han Dong. Although her friendship with Kong Yue had already faded due to suspicion and alertness between the two sides, she could easily realize that there was an ulterior motive between Zhao Guodong and Kong Yue.

Kong Yue’s emotions cannot be hidden from his familiar friends, and the answer is unknown if he is interacting with Kong Yue during this period.

Kong Yue's happy smile and her spirit all stimulated Han Dong, but she endured it. She disdained to win the likes of anyone using means of competing for favor and flattery. The feelings are mutual. If you are destined, you will naturally be together.

She hoped that Zhao Guodong could make a choice between her and Kong Yue, but until now, the answer seemed to be unclear.

But now she had to leave. She could not give up opportunities for this vague love, and it is hard to say whether this love belongs to her or not.

Before leaving, she wanted to reminisce about the smell and taste that almost belonged to her.

"I'm leaving."

"Leaving? Where are you going?" Zhao Guodong was surprised.

"I'm going to transfer it away and go to the city." Han Dong's expression was as light as boiled water.

"Where is the city?" Zhao Guodong raised his eyebrows. Han Dong only came to sit occasionally for so long. The atmosphere where the two of them once talked about everything disappeared suddenly.

"Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department." In Zhao Guodong's eyes, Han Dong seemed to have sensed the distantness between the two. The various things in Yuntai Mountain and the intimacy of Xiaogu Mountain that day came and went quickly like a flowing cloud.

"What a great place, Han Dong, you are a Chinese student. You can show your strengths when you go to the Propaganda Department." Zhao Guodong intends to liven up the atmosphere. "I am just going to make some achievements now. If I really have the opportunity, I need the news media to help me. Now, with Xiao Dong, you will not have to worry about it."

The change in Zhao Guodong's tone once again made Han Dong's heart tremble. Was he really happy that he was transferred to the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department or did he feel that he is valuable now?

Zhao Guodong's sincere eyes instantly released the doubt in Han Dong's heart. He was not such a person, and the joy from the heart made Han Dong feel warm.

"What are you talking about? I just went to the Propaganda Department, and I was just doing odd jobs and doing things to receive and receive." A smile appeared on Han Dong's lips.

"Ho ho, a serious teacher student, a Chinese student, doing odd jobs? Is the Propaganda Department a little extravagant?" Zhao Guodong laughed, "Do you don't want to help me, and deliberately find an excuse?"

He gave Zhao Guodong a resentful look, and Han Dong sighed, "Can I help you, how can I not help? If you really need to help you promote it, at worst I can just ask someone to help you."

Zhao Guodong heard the meaning of Han Dong's words and asked thoughtfully: "Hehe, Xiaodong, the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department is the mouthpiece department, not everyone can go there, why didn't you hear any rumors?"

"You men know that you are concerned about these issues." Han Dong hated Zhao Guodong and lowered his eyelids and said, "My second uncle has just been transferred from the Lanshan Municipal Party Committee to the Andu Municipal Party Committee, and he helped me with the transfer."

Zhao Guodong had already figured out that Han Dong, the second uncle, was probably a good person, but it was nothing to do with him, and secondly, since Han Dong had not explained that Zhao Guodong didn't want to ask more questions.

"When will I go?" Zhao Guodong asked with concern.

"tomorrow."

"So quickly? Is there anything I need to take away? Or I'll take it to you with a car."

"No need, the ministry will come to the car to help me take away some of my household items. There is nothing, just some books." Han Dong said quietly: "It's like a dream to come here, so short and profound that I left in more than a year."

Zhao Guodong was thinking about the meaning of Han Dong's words. It was short, but it was indeed short, only for more than a year. The meaning of the word "deep" is memorable. Why is it profound? Is it the feelings and troubles she brought to her?

Zhao Guodong thought Han Dong was a very independent and confident girl, and it shouldn't be like this, but feelings are often unreasonable. Now it seems that Han Dong can't escape.

"Because it is short and profound, Xiaodong, you will feel better if you don't get some things. Once you get them, you may immediately find that they are not as perfect as you imagined." Zhao Guodong pondered for a moment before saying.

"Is this? Are you liberation for me or for you?" Han Dong's clear eyes flashed over Zhao Guodong's face, and Zhao Guodong's heart was also moved, "None of them, the words from the heart may not be correct."

Suddenly he laughed, like the thawing of flowers, Han Dong stood up, "Guodong, thank you for your words. At least you gave me a psychological comfort so that I won't be too disappointed."

"Xiao Dong, it is hard to say the fate between people. I remember that when we went to Yuntai Mountain, we discussed whether it is happiness or pain, everyone understands differently." Zhao Guodong talked like a philosopher who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Some people do not seek eternal life, but seek to have it once, and instant glory is worth it; some people pursue spiritual resonance, a little bit of contagion, and a faint appearance is the most memorable; while some people think that plainness is the truth. The world is complex and changeable. As the animal with the highest wisdom of primates, our brains are more complex than the universe, so we can never explain everything that happens in our emotions."

Han Dong listened thoughtfully to Zhao Guodong's improvisation, but his eyes staring at Zhao Guodong became deeper and more complex. This is a very tasteful man, an extraordinary man. Every word he says can hit his heartstrings so strongly, making him resonate with him. Why is such a man always close to him?

"Guodong, you can record your emotional motto." Han Dong sighed, "Well, it's not in vain that I'm here to say goodbye today, it's also considered to be taught."

"Xiaodong, don't be so old-fashioned. Your and my path is still long. Who can tell what will happen in the future? There are infinite variables before everything is settled, right?" Zhao Guodong shook his head.

"Well, I understand." Han Dong raised his eyes and smiled, "I have always been an optimistic person. Okay, it's time for me to leave."

"Give me a call when I get there. I have a place to go to the provincial capital, right?" Zhao Guodong didn't try to keep him, and said with a smile.

"A gentleman's words?"

"Here I'm here again. I've said I'm not a gentleman. A gentleman in this world is too tired to live, but I keep my word as much as I say." Zhao Guodong picked up the snow-green windbreaker for Han Dong, "Let's go, I'll give it to you."
Chapter completed!