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Qin Wafan took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said:
"Sister Zhang, it will probably be one o'clock in the morning when you get home. I'll call the hotel and book a room, so you don't have to run anymore."
Zhang Lan narrowed her eyes and smiled, and asked:
"Oh? Can't I rest in this room?"
"Of course, if you don't mind, just rest in this room, and it's the same if I book another room to rest!"
Qin Wafan smiled.
"Then, can't they all be in this room?"
Zhang Lan asked with a smile.
"It's okay. Then you can sleep on the bed, and I can sleep on this couch."
Qin Wanfan actually felt that after a few cups of tea, his whole body became much quieter, and he was no longer as light as when he was stepping on the cotton when he just came upstairs.
Just now when Zhang Lan was handed the tea, the thumping heartbeat from the accidental touch of fingers was probably just the effect of alcohol and hormones. When he thought about it this way, Qin Wanfan's heart felt even more still in an instant.
Primitive desire has its natural rhythm, but Qin Wafan is a modern person after all. He believes in his own rationality and hopes that he still lives in a simple and pure life relationship. He knows very well that instead of spending time and energy on In the excessive and fleeting and meaningless love, it is better to think more about the future.
? Time is infinite, life is limited.
People's energy is also limited, and their emotions are limited.
He doesn't want to waste anything.
"Okay. Then I really rest on the spot. I will go back to change clothes tomorrow morning, and then I will pick you up and go to the Great Wall with everyone."
In fact, Zhang Lan was extremely tired and just wanted a place to fall asleep. Being able to have a chance not to be alone at home, but to stay with a warm person, even a hotel, has a different warmth from home.
People are always more important than houses, because people have feelings, but houses are ruthless.
When Zhang Lan was lying on the bed, she heard Qin Wafan gradually snoring in the dark, thinking that she had watched buildings go up from the ground in the past few years, and apartments were completely renovated, and she finally had a A house, I thought it was my home, but now it seems that an empty house can be a home, but maybe you need the people and emotions you desire to truly become a home with peace of mind.
At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Lan got up quietly. After a simple wash, she wanted to quietly leave the room and go back to her own residence to change clothes and prepare for the day's trip to the Great Wall.
"You got up so early?"
Qin Wafan heard the noise, opened his eyes and just saw her walking towards the back of the door of the room.
"Did it wake you up?"
At this moment, Zhang Lan, although she only slept for four hours, was in high spirits, and she could not see any tiredness in her smiling face.
"No, I usually wake up at this point for a while, that's how it is at home, I'm used to it."
Qin Wanfan sat up from the couch, leaned back against the pillow, and said.
"Then you sleep for a while, I'll go back first, and then drive here, wait for me to come back, let's go have breakfast together!"
Zhang Lan turned around and smiled at him.
"Okay. You have worked so hard."
Qin Wafan couldn't bear it, the street lights outside the window were still on.
"It's okay, I'm used to it. Go to sleep for a while."
After Zhang Lan finished speaking with a smile, she opened the door and went out.
Qin Wafan watched her go out, watched the door close gently, and the slight footsteps in the corridor finally disappeared.
He got up and opened the curtains, and looked out of the window. Sure enough, the sky was still dark blue, and in the first twilight, Zhang Lan's pretty white figure came out of the hall, landed on the side of the street, and stopped a taxi. The car got into the car, and the car drove east.
Qin Wafan didn't draw down the curtains as the figure went away, but still stood by the window, looking at the city in the twilight, fully awake, and started its day's operation.
The white street lights in the distance were still on high, like a pair of strange but warm eyes, looking at Qin Wafan at this moment.
Originally, because Zhang Lan's lonely figure merged into this flowing street, Qin Wanfan had an involuntary love and affection. This kind of love is actually a feeling from one to the other. But when watching the slow flow of the city in the twilight, the sadness is replaced by the power of the dawn brought by the gradually rising desire.
He couldn't help clenching his fists. He doesn't want to conquer this city, but he wants to conquer his own life, so that he will no longer be a small wooden boat floating on the Qinjiang River, and will quickly shake the oar when it hits the wind and waves.Instead of returning to the shore, it is necessary to become a big ship that can withstand wind, waves, ice and rain, and has a clear goal and direction.
"Have you finished eating? After eating, shall we go to the Great Wall?"
When breakfast was almost finished, Zhang Lan began to arrange for people to march towards the Great Wall.
Qin Wanfan had seen pictures of the Great Wall in books when he was very young, but he was still amazed when he actually crossed the mountains and came to this historical estimate. Holding on to the city wall, looking at the beacon tower, thinking about the burning flames of war, looking at the maple trees and mountain peach trees growing in the cliffs, and stepping on the uneven stones under his feet, his heart is also like the flames of the war that year. A hero, nameless, but brave and tenacious.
Today, this kind of magnificence remains in the eyes of tourists, but the mourning has long gone, and the sound of the mountain wind blowing through the forest tops echoes.
"Is it emotional?"
Zhang Lan was taking care of the gap between President Qin and Director Zhang, looked at Qin Wafan's deep expression, and asked with a smile.
"Indeed. As if I hadn't been there personally, I really couldn't experience such a majestic beauty. I couldn't really appreciate the sense of history of our Great Wall."
While saying this, Qin Wafan bent down and touched the corners of the rounded stone beside his feet with his hands.
Zhang Lan looked at him bent over, thoughtful.
"What about you? Are you tired?"
Qin Wanfan straightened up, glanced at the sneakers that Zhang Lan put on on purpose, and asked.
"This slope doesn't bother me."
Zhang Lan smiled sweetly.
"I also love coming here, every time I climb here, I feel like I have a fully charged battery."
Zhang Lan said with a smile.
"I agree!"
Qin Wanfan reached out and shook Zhang Lan's hand, expressing that he was a close friend.
"Boss Qin and the others also like to come to the Great Wall. Every time they come to Beijing, they must come to the Great Wall."
Zhang Lan pouted towards Mr. Qin and the others who were walking in front. They were talking and laughing happily in the wind in the mountains.
"If it were me, I would too."
Qin Wafan didn't ask why. Said with deep empathy.
"Then next time you come, let's come together again."
Zhang Lan and Qin Wafan supported the city wall together, looking into the distance. The wind blew Zhang Lan's long hair upright, Qin Wafan still focused on the solidity of his feet and his eyes wandered like a dragon in the Great Wall of the mountains. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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