"I won't go back! A few people from the village saw Secretary Wang off in Jin Kaiyue, Oh! How do you know I'm coming to Chunyang?"

Hailan smiled proudly and said, "I am a reporter, and you don't want your every move to cover my eyes." After saying that, she explained, "Niu Wenqiang just called me and invited me to dinner. I learned from him that you came to Chunyang."

Only then did Zhang Yang understand how Hailan knew her whereabouts and smiled and said, "Why would I go and pick you up and go to Jin Kaiyue for dinner?"

"Forget it, I've already returned to Niu Wenqiang. I have some other things to do tonight. I won't go anymore. Besides, I don't like that kind of noisy occasion."

Zhang Yang thought it would be better if she didn't go. After all, Hailan didn't want others to know their relationship. Even if others didn't say anything, they would definitely have ideas in their hearts. After chatting for a few words, Zhang Yang suggested to go to Hailan's house to find her. Hailan hesitated and said, "Forget it, you'd better have fun. I might have to work overtime all night tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang felt a little disappointed in his heart.

At the farewell banquet in the evening, Zhang Yang was also absent-minded. Xu Zhaobin, Yu Qiuling, Wang Boxiong, and even Niu Wenqiang's old man Niu Xuedong took the time to have a head. Anyone with his status is more prominent than Director Xiao Zhang. Zhang Yang knew that he was not the protagonist tonight. The more important reason was that he always thought about Hailan and was always immersed in the lost atmosphere.

Xu Zhaobin and his wife continued to draw their own circles in Chunyang in this way. Xu Zhaobin immediately became the deputy county magistrate. He wanted to prepare for his future promotion. The road of official career was like sailing against the current. If he did not advance, he would retreat. There must be no slight slack.

Wang Boxiong is also a veteran in the battlefield who has worked hard for many years in the system. This time, Hong Fucai, who hired Director Xiao Zhang, became the director of the Taxation Bureau. In the past, this fat quit was something he could not imagine in his dreams. Xu Zhaobin showed goodwill to him in this way, which was equivalent to taking the initiative to invite Wang Boxiong to join his camp. Wang Boxiong understood, but Wang Boxiong did not dare to choose a position so blindly.

Although Chunyang County is not big, the relationship between the leaders in the county is even more complicated. Wang Boxiong can have his current position because he chose the right position and stood in the team of Li Changyu, the county party secretary. Secretary Li is about to go to Jiangcheng to take office. In the future, Wang Boxiong will definitely face the problem of re-stopping in Chunyang. Although Xu Zhaobin is the newly mentioned deputy county magistrate, Wang Boxiong does not have enough confidence in him. This is reflected in the fact that Qiu Ling's series of incidents in secret operation before the village chief election, even the affair between Wang Boxiong and Geng Xiuju was exposed to the county discipline inspection commission. Although Wang Boxiong did not have enough evidence, he was still full of guard against Xu Zhaobin and his wife. In Wang Boxiong's concept, the couple belonged to the kind of people who were on the surface and did not use any means behind their backs. It was tantamount to being a slut with a tiger and always kept a little vigilant.

With this tone, it is difficult to have a good time for the banquet. On the surface, everyone is in harmony, but in fact everyone is guarding against each other. After two hours of false greetings, the banquet finally ended.

Wang Boxiong seemed to be drunk and seemed shaking when walking. Zhang Yang took the initiative to send him home and got on Zhang Yang's jeep. Wang Boxiong's hazy eyes immediately became deep and bright.

Zhang Yang immediately realized that this guy was pretending to be drunk just now.

"Yu Qiuling and his wife are not simple!" Wang Boxiong's words were a little sudden.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment and then started to laugh.

Wang Boxiong has now begun to look at Heishanzi Township from an outsider's perspective. The only thing that makes him feel intimate is Zhang Yang. This is not only because Zhang Yang plays a key role in his promotion, but also an important reason is that this young man has no conflict of interests with him. Since Zhang Yang still wants to continue to move forward in Heishanzi Township, as a senior, Wang Boxiong needs to remind him a few words: "In politics, you must also beware of two kinds of people, one is a villain and the other is a woman."

Although he did not name the name, Zhang Yang realized that he was hinting at Xu Zhaobin and his wife, one was a villain and the other was a woman. The lethality of the combination of these two people can be seen.

Wang Boxiong stopped and did not continue to go deeper on this topic. He whispered: "I heard that Secretary Li is going to Jiangcheng soon?"

Zhang Yang did not answer his question and asked back: "Who will take over your job when you come to Chunyang?"

Wang Boxiong laughed: "The former head of Xilou Township Zhu Qingmin, an old man. Heishanzi Township is probably his last stop." When he said this, Wang Boxiong was full of complacent. After a small step in politics, his vision had improved a lot. Now he has looked at the whole county of Chunyang, and this is the overall view.

Zhang Yang sent Wang Boxiong downstairs to his house. Wang Boxiong politely invited Zhang Yang to come up and sit down. Although he was indeed a little sincere, Zhang Yang kept thinking about Hai Lan and politely declined his kindness.

When he arrived at the nearest Gongdian Pavilion, Zhang Yang called Hailan's home. The phone was always unanswered. Paging her was like a rock sinking to the sea, and there was no reply for more than ten minutes. So Zhang Yang called the TV station's news department again, and what surprised him was that Hailan did not go to work.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to give up, Hailan finally replied to him with a paging: "I'm in Hongyan Pagoda!"

Hongyan Pagoda is located on the bank of Chunshui River and is also one of the famous landmarks in Chunyang. Just like Hongyan Pagoda, it is the night market under the pagoda. It is built along Chunshui River and is the favorite place for ordinary people in Chunyang to go to at night.

When Zhang Yang drove to the Hongyan Pagoda, the night market had already begun to end, and the stall owners and vendors also began to close the stalls. Zhang Yang walked down the tower against the sparse flow of people, and finally got the shadow of Hailan in the crowd.

Hailan was wearing a dark green turtleneck sweater, a red and black square shawl, and a black leather skirt. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, standing alone under the street lights. She looked so helpless and so confused.

Although he stood against the light, Zhang Yang could still see the sadness in her eyes. He strode over and stopped opposite Hailan. The two of them looked at each other. Hailan gently bit her lower lip, and a faint warmth appeared in her sad eyes.

Zhang Yang held her cold little hand, and Hailan's long black eyelashes drooped down, hid her pretty face in the shawl, and held Zhang Yang's hand and walked towards Hongyan Pagoda. There were no passers-by around. Zhang Yang held her hard and hugged Hailan into her arms. Hailan's delicate body trembled slightly, and her cold pretty face pressed against Zhang Yang's warm face. A cold heart gradually regained its vitality under the warmth of Zhang Yang. She whispered: "I thought you wouldn't come..."

Zhang Yang held her pretty face and stared at her beautiful eyes: "Why do you think so?"

Hailan grabbed his wrist: "Today is my birthday!"

Only then did Zhang Yang understand why Hailan's mood was depressed, and he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips: "Happy birthday!"

Hailan looked at him with a grudge: "You're so stingy, you don't even have a gift!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What do you want?"

Hailan looked up at the tower: "I really want to go upstairs and take a look!" Hongyan Pagoda has been closed to the outside world due to disrepair. In order to prevent tourists from going up secretly, even the doors and windows on the three floors below have been nailed with wooden boards.

Zhang Yang held Hailan's little hand, circled around the Hongyan Pagoda, and smiled and said, "I'll carry you up!"

Hailan looked at the towering spire, shook her head and said, "How is that possible!"

Zhang Yang squatted down: "Close your eyes! Hold me tight!"

Hailan obediently lay on Zhang Yang's broad and solid back, hugged his neck tightly with his arms, Zhang Yang held Hai Lan's jade buttocks with one hand, jumped up in the air, grabbed the raised eaves with his right hand, and then raised his lever with all his strength to reach the second floor. Although he was carrying Hailan on his back, it did not affect Zhang Daren's movements at all. Under the moonlight, he was like a gecko swimming on the wall, soaring and leaping on the tower body. In a moment, he had arrived at the top of the top of the Hongyan Pagoda.

Although Hailan realized what was going on, her heart couldn't help but pound. She didn't dare to open her eyes until Zhang Yang's body stopped and her feet fell on the ground, she carefully opened her beautiful eyes.

But seeing that the entire Chunyang was already at their feet, gusts of night wind blew past them, and the lights below turned into faint like fireflies. Hailan screamed, and her delicate body rushed into Zhang Yang's arms, holding his body firmly: "Oh my God! How did you do it?"

Official Zhang smiled proudly and said, "Have you ever heard of a skill in this world called lightness?"

He surrounded Hailan's delicate body and let Hailan lean in his arms. Hailan calmed down from the initial shock, opened her beautiful eyes, admired the rare night view, stood on the top of the tower, feeling that it was so close to the night sky, as if he could reach out his hand to touch the twinkling stars. It seemed that the two of them were left in the world. Hailan hooked Zhang Yang's neck, turned her face, and kissed Zhang Yang's scorching lips passionately.

Soon Zhang Yang felt Hailan's slightly salty tears. He held Hailan's beautiful face and pressed against her smooth forehead: "Why do you cry?"

“Because I’m happy…”

"As long as you are happy, I will spend it with you at this time of year!" Zhang Yang's words are confessions and a test.

Hailan smiled gently, like a lily full of dewdrops: "I never believe in promises!"

"If you don't believe it, I will jump off the Hongyan Pagoda!"

Hailan's lips had a playful smile, but Zhang Yang suddenly hugged her delicate body tightly and jumped down from the tower. Hailan let out a short and panic scream, and then hugged Zhang Yang's body tightly. The wind roared in his ears. Zhang Yang's arm accurately grabbed a corner of the eaves when it fell. After a moment of pause, he continued to leap down, like a spirit ape walking on the eaves.

Back on the ground, the sea anchor was still immersed in the unprecedented stimulation that Zhang Yang brought to her, with a pretty face red and his eyes staring at Zhang Yang.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"I found that you are not only a donkey, but also a monkey!" said the sea anchor.

Official Zhang emphasized: "I can't escape the fate of being a donkey. I can't change the fate of being led by you. I can't accept my fate!"

Hailan felt that some part of this guy began to push him hard again, and reached out to hold the part that was about to move, and said with her eyebrows and eyes: "You kid, you are so dishonest."

The river of Chunshui was silent in the middle of the night. The green jeep parked deep in the woods kept shaking. The car made heavy panting sounds from time to time, and occasionally there were extremely depressing and charming moans. A white and tender hand suddenly stuck to the jeep's window, and then it was almost spasm-tempered and twisted, as if releasing all the passion and strength. The delicate palms hanged weakly, leaving a long watermark on the window.

Hailan's misty eyes and Zhang Yang looked at each other affectionately in the darkness, and his slightly opened lips were entangled again...

Everything finally calmed down. The mist had completely covered the car window, leaving only the clear palm print. Hailan was lying in Zhang Yang's arms, and the flush on her face still had not faded. She played with Zhang Yang's fingers and whispered: "You are an absolute bad guy, you can think of such a thing!"

Zhang Yang smiled a little, saying that playing with a car on the bank of Chunshui River was not his creativity. Secretary Li and Brigade Ge have long become pioneers, and they have infringed on their intellectual property rights. Only by practicing can they know the excitement and excitement of this kind of activity. No wonder they dare to take risks and try it with such an identity. However, no matter what courage, such exciting activities must be based on the body. Without a strong body, this high-risk behavior is still less subtle. By the way...what... Secretary Li almost died because the activity was too intense.

Hailan curled up in Zhang Yang's arms like a gentle kitten. Only when she was with Zhang Yang could she feel away from reality and she could temporarily forget all kinds of troubles.

"Zhang Yang, I'm leaving..." After hesitating, Hailan still said this.

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, sat up, turned Hailan's body, and made her turn to herself. Tears were rippling in Hailan's clear eyes: "I will report to the provincial station next week!"

"Dongjiang?" Zhang Yang's voice suddenly became low. Dongjiang is the provincial capital of Pinghai, and is close to 500 kilometers away from Chunyang in a straight line. In Zhang Yang's eyes, it was obviously a distant place.

Hailan nodded. She saw Zhang Yang's emotions change, took the initiative to hold Zhang Yang's big hand, and gave him some comfort with the warmth of her palm.

"Why do you want to leave?" Zhang Yang asked excitedly.

Hailan didn't dare to look directly at Yang's eyes, and her long and curled eyelashes drooped: "I came to Chunyang for a short period of secondment. Before I came here, I had already decided on the provincial affairs. Now the procedures have been completed..."

Zhang Yang interrupted her angrily: "Why leave?" His eyes were filled with sadness and anger.

Hailan bit her lower lip, and suddenly she felt that any reason she had become so pale and powerless under Zhang Yang's questioning.

An unprecedented sadness spread in Zhang Yang's heart, first Zuo Xiaoqing, then Hai Lan. He had no place to be nostalgic in their eyes. If Zuo Xiaoqing's departure could be explained by pressure from family members, but what about Hai Lan? Zhang Yang understood that his desire for Hai Lan was no longer limited to physical needs. He had fallen in love with Hai Lan unknowingly. Although Hai Lan was always escaping, he firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, one day it would make Hai Lan completely open to him. But now Hai Lan was going to Dongjiang, and she was unwilling to give him a chance, which was escaping himself. What made Zhang Yang angry was that Hai Lan did not even tell him about this in advance, nor did she ask for his own opinions.

Hailan quietly tidied up her clothes, her calm expression and calm eyes made Zhang Yang feel anger of being ignored. He could not accept that a woman who had just been reunited under her can become so calm and rational in a blink of an eye. Has she really never moved to herself? Everything between them was just Hailan to relieve her inner emptiness?

Zhang Yang felt a great sense of frustration in his heart. In his past concepts, women serve men, and everything about women must be transferred by men's will. However, Hailan's maverick completely subverted his concept.

Hailan whispered: "If I asked you to give up everything you have, would you like?"

Zhang Yang did not answer.

Hailan continued: "I have my ideals, I have my life, I will not change myself for anyone, I have told you that I only love myself!"

Zhang Yang looked at her silently, and after a long time, he whispered: "You are right, you do not belong to Chunyang, nor do you belong to me. I will send you home!" He started the engine and the car drove towards the lights in the distance.

When she arrived at the entrance of Chunning Community, Hailan finally burst into tears. She hugged Zhang Yang's neck from behind and kissed his cold face.

Zhang Yang said with a mute expression: "Sister, you're home..."

Hailan nodded, a deep pain tormenting her body and mind. She bit her cherry lips and forcibly control her sadness: "Take care..."

Zhang Yang slowly drove the car to the street at midnight, stepped on the brakes in front of the red light, turned on the radio, and heard Zheng Zhihua's hoarse and vicissitudes of singing: "One person walks towards the cold night, one person walks towards the long street, what is one person pursuing, it is not others but himself, what is one person praying for, it is not the night but love..."

The red and green lights changed alternately. Zhang Yang did not realize that the jeep was still parked there, and a red Xiali taxi behind kept honking the horn. The driver rolled down the window and scolded angrily: "I'll fuck your mom, are you waiting to get a cub?"

Zhang Yang suddenly pushed open the car door and strode down, reached out to grab the driver's collar, pulled him out of the car window, pressed him to the ground, and punched him in the face. The driver's face was covered with blood by him, but Zhang Yang's eyes were clearly red, and he raised his fists and punched him one by one.

"Zhang Yang! Stop!" Hai Lan rushed over with a pale face and hugged his body tightly. Zhang Yang's raised fist paused in mid-air.

The taxi driver climbed up from the ground with his bloody nose. He looked at Zhang Yang in horror. The guy's eyes wanted to kill him. The taxi driver didn't even have the courage to stay and argue. He rushed into the car like running away, quickly reversed and rushed into the distance.

Hailan's face was covered in tears. She held Zhang Yang's blood-stained fist and said in a trembling voice: "Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yang showed a faint smile, spread out his bloodless left hand, gently raised Hailan's hair that was blown by the night wind, and whispered: "Go back, I'm fine!"
Chapter completed!