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Chapter 169 It's a perfect match!

Chapter 169: What a perfect match!

Tang Huan finally accompanied Song Ruyu upstairs.

In a high-end neighborhood in the city center.

Song Ruyu likes to live in high-rise buildings, the higher the better.

The building she lives in has thirty-eight floors, and she lives on the thirty-seventh floor. She doesn't like the top floor because there will be possibilities such as water leakage and sunbathing. But she has lived on the thirty-seventh floor for several months, but no one has lived on the thirty-eighth floor.

No one will pursue the special reasons here.

I believe that no one wants to disturb the tranquility of the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government.

In this era, houses are not necessarily for living. They can also be bought and sold as valuable goods.

Song Ruyu's apartment is not big. Apart from the common stall, it is about 100 square meters, two rooms and a relatively large living room.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window in front of the living room, facing the CBD area in the center of Baicheng City. There are tall buildings, monsters that seem to be radiating light. In this area, countless human elites are fighting and striving for their ideals and for their own beautiful future.

Tang Huan took the coffee handed to him by Song Ruyu, and smiled bitterly: "Sister Song, are you not planning to let me go to bed tonight?"

It was already nine-thirty at night. I had another cup of coffee to refresh my mind. Tang Huan was really afraid of being excited all night.

"If you can stay away from sleep, Sister Song will definitely accompany you."

This is just a very common word.

But at this moment, the two of them are alone and widowed, and these words will inevitably make people think too much.

But at this moment, Tang Huan had no such heart. He had not yet escaped from Song Ruyu's previous narrative.

There is still a heavy past in my mind.

Song Ruyu sat on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in her green onion. Her eyes couldn't tell whether to appreciate or look at Tang Huan, "Can you tell Sister Song, do you want to get when you come to Baicheng?"

Tang Huan didn't expect Song Ruyu to raise such a question. This made Tang Huan fall into deep thought.

What to get?

A few years ago, he didn't think about anything, but just followed the orders and completed the tasks again and again. Until one day, he suddenly lost his comrades and everything. He suddenly got tired of such a life.

When he came to Baicheng, the first thing he had to do was change. Forget the pain he had in the past and start his life again.

As for what he wanted to get, he had never thought about it.

"I don't know." Tang Huan lit a cigarette, but found that there was no ashtray at Song Ruyu's house.

Song Ruyu did not stop Tang Huan from smoking, but instead took a clean teacup. She also carefully put some clean water in the teacup.

None of the Song family who has anything to do with the military department does not smoke. She is used to it. Although she has never liked the smell of cigarettes very much.

"I don't know?" Song Ruyu was not surprised, but was a little curious. "Then what are you doing in Baicheng for?"

He helped Sheng Tian overcome difficulties again and again. He provoked a local elder sister like Long Xiang and was incompatible with the local master Fu.

It seems that Tang Huan did not become an ordinary person's enlightenment. Every time he made a decision, he pushed himself into an irrescueable abyss.

Even outsider Song Ruyu can see that Tang Huan is already in the storm. Moreover, in the near future, a bloody storm will begin.

Tang Huan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Song Ruyu deeply. Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm doing nothing. I'm just doing what I should do."

"You haven't changed at all." Song Ruyu said softly. "Like you, I know, hate evil as much as you, and do not bow to evil forces in everything. You will never be able to gain peace with your personality."

Tang Huan blew the ashes and pursed his lips and said, "Maybe. Isn't there an old saying that goes? It's easy to change the country and nature are hard to change."

Tang Huan came to Baicheng without any vulgar ideas. He just wanted to leave his former life circle. If he could be more comfortable, it would be better.

Of course, the difficulties he set in front of him may seem very complicated and difficult to Song Ruyu. But in Tang Huan's eyes, these are not big deals.

He has the confidence to deal with it, and he also believes that he has the ability to deal with it.

What really pierced in his heart like a fishbone was his comrade who would never get a reputation.

Will a super warrior who is not afraid of death and can face it calmly. Will he take this little storm in Baicheng seriously?

He dares to go to the sky, and he can also calmly go to hell.

In this world, there is nothing that Tang Huan really fears. His only fear is the souls of those comrades.

Song Ruyu listened to Tang Huan's answer and felt a little ache in her heart.

She stood up and moved to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. She pointed to the brightly lit buildings outside the window: "The people who work inside are all social elites. They enjoy a high social prestige and are successful people envied by their relatives. If you want to get rid of the past, you should be like them, from nine to five, and be filled with work all your life time. Instead of being so presumptuous as you are now."

Tang Huan nodded, then raised his eyes and looked at Song Ruyu again: "Sister Song is advising me to live a low-key and cautious life?"

"I just proposed some feasible paths for you." Song Ruyu smiled slightly and said. "From my perspective, I hope you can return to Laozhuang. He needs you very much. The country also needs you."

"I don't need it." Tang Huan shook his head lightly. "I want to live my own life. Whether it's to provoke big bosses like Mr. Fu or fight against a group of powerful forces, I want to do it in a straightforward manner. If anyone bullies me, I will fight it. Instead of saluting military salutes and stamping my feet like before, burying all the grievances in my heart. I dare not say it, nor can I say it."

Song Ruyu glanced at Tang Huan in a daze, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Song Ruyu is a very wise woman. She will not force Tang Huan to live a life of anything. She just kindly put forward her own suggestions. Whether Tang Huan listens or not is not her business.

She respects Tang Huan's efforts to the country and the military headquarters, and also admires Mr. Kuanglong very much. In addition, she does not intend to participate in Tang Huan's life. She does not have the qualifications.

After drinking the coffee, Song Ruyu continued again.

The two of them chatted until late at night and until dawn.

Song Ruyu has very good craftsmanship and is more exquisite in breakfast than Sister Liu.

Tang Huan was full and drunk, and was slightly sleepy.

"Why not, just have a sleep here with Sister Song?" Song Ruyu smiled and said, very gentle.

When a woman who is noble and strong enough shows her gentle side in front of you, any man will have special feelings and inexplicable pride in his heart.

Tang Huan also had similar emotions.

"I'd better not to do it-" Tang Huan shook his head. "What if someone who doesn't have eyes can penetrate it? Just say that there is a young man staying overnight in the city government's house, how bad is the impact?"

"Sister Song is single, so you're not afraid." Song Ruyu smiled gently and personally opened the door for Tang Huan.

Tang Huan nodded slightly, his eyes a little warm: "Thank you, Sister Song."

"What do you thank me?" Song Ruyu asked with a gentle expression while standing inside the door.

"I talked for a night and felt that my depression was almost cured." Tang Huan exaggerated.

"Then come to see Sister Song often when you have time." Song Ruyu said subtly. "Sister Song's autism is about to break out."

A depressed patient and autistic patient are really a perfect match.

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Chapter completed!
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