"Everyone is waiting for you at the banquet. It would be better for you to come here to hide in peace."

The faint aroma of wine filled the air, and Duan Yanghong held a wine bottle in his hand in the corridor. He looked out of the corridor, with a handsome profile, thin lips and bright red lips, and only one pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, as if he could not see at a glance.

The abyss of the earth.

He turned to Duan Wei and asked, "Second uncle, are you happy?"

"I'm so happy." Duan Wei nodded, "It was not your wish to unify the entire Burmese country. Now that you have finally succeeded, aren't you happy?"

"I'm not unhappy." Duan Yanghong raised his hand and took a sip of wine. The clear wine flowed down the corner of his lips. He raised his arm to wipe it away and said softly, "But I'm not happy either."

His dark eyes stared at Duan Wei, and he spoke slowly, "Second uncle, I don't know what's wrong with me. It feels like a big hole has been dug in my heart. It's empty. Nothing can make me feel happy. All the people in this world

I'm tired of everything."

Duan Wei frowned and looked at him deeply.

Duan Yanghong laughed at himself, "To be honest with my second uncle, I have never met Song Xixi until now. She said that we had fallen in love before, but I couldn't remember anything, and I didn't have any interest in her.

When she came close to me, I just felt disgusted. I suspected that I didn’t like women at all. Of course, I didn’t like men either. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”

Duan Wei was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly felt heavy.

Duan Yanghong took a deep breath, raised his head and took another sip of wine, "Second uncle, do you think I'm sick? A year ago, I hurt my heart, and now I really want to cut open my chest with a knife.

Open, see if my heart is still there?"

He is like a walking corpse, with no emotions, no happiness, no sadness, no expectations. His life seems to have come to an end. He lives numbly only because of his responsibility.

Duan Wei felt as if something was sinking in his heart. After hearing Duan Yanghong's words and looking at his numb and indifferent face, at this moment, he finally realized that he was wrong.

He asked Duan Yanghong to forget Xiaosi, thinking that he would no longer suffer from losing Xiaosi, but he didn't expect that Xiaosi had already integrated into his flesh and blood, taking away their feelings, just like poaching Duan Yanghong's

Heart.

It is true that he will no longer suffer, but he will also no longer have any happiness.

If he had known this, he should not have let Duan Yanghong forget Xiao Si, but instead tried his best to keep Xiao Si.

Now that he knows he was wrong, he should find a way to make up for it now. If Duan Yanghong is really sick, then he will help him find a cure for him.

Duan Wei stretched out his arms to grab the wine bottle from Duan Yanghong's hand, raised his head and took a big sip, then threw the wine bottle out of the corridor, "Do you know where your heart is? Your heart is in China."

Duan Yanghong looked as usual and said softly, "Second uncle, you have misunderstood me. I am not nostalgic for the leisurely days in the capital city of China. I am already a general of Myanmar and understand my responsibilities.

"

Duan Wei couldn't help but laugh, "You misunderstood me. Shen Qingsong and your mother Gu Jin should be in Xiayang Town now. Go over and see them. This year, you have tightened yourself too much."

, just relax your mind."

Duan Yanghong shook his head, "Myanmar just agreed, there are many things waiting for me to do, please wait."

"Don't wait any longer. I am here. I will temporarily manage Myanmar's internal affairs for you. Three months is enough for you to figure everything out." Duan Wei stood up and patted his shoulder earnestly, "Go ahead and leave as soon as possible.

"

Duan Yanghong looked up at him, "Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you when you come back." Duan Wei sighed.

He doesn't need to thank him, as long as he doesn't hate him.

Duan Yanghong did not go to the banquet and asked the dignitaries to hold a banquet to celebrate by themselves. He went back to his room. After finishing the documents that needed to be processed overnight, he sorted out the urgent political affairs and prepared to return to China.

When Song Xixi knew that Duan Yanghong was going to China, she panicked.

Hu Shuman pushed Ran Jia and others away, and while squeezing Song Xixi's shoulders, he whispered, "Madam, don't worry, this might be a good opportunity. Please ask General Duan to take you with him. We will get along day and night on the road. General Duan can't treat Madam anymore."

Turn a blind eye."

"No, I won't go." Song Xixi blurted out, "I will never go to China."

"Why?" Hu Shuman asked, "General Duan will go alone, Madam, don't worry?"

Song Xixi's face darkened. Yes, she was even more worried about General Duan going to China alone. If she saw Xiao Si and rekindled her old relationship, then she would have nothing.

If she goes along, she can deal with it randomly.

"Madam is going, she must go." Hu Shuman said again.

Song Xixi's mind was spinning and she nodded slowly, "You're right, I should go with you."

"It's not too late. Madam, please go ask General Duan. I heard that General Duan will leave tomorrow." Hu Shuman urged.

Song Xixi's eyes flashed, and she asked Hu Shuman to get dressed for her, then put her makeup on and hurried to Duan Yanghong's room.

Song Xixi entered the study and politely proposed to go to China together.

Duan Yanghong raised his eyebrows, "You want to go too? It's a long way to go to China, and occasionally you have to eat and sleep in the open. You may not be able to bear it, so you should stay in Myanmar."

Song Xixi looked forward to it, and said pitifully, "General Duan, you often told me about my grandparents in the past, and you also said that you would take me to see my grandparents if you had the chance. I have been waiting, so just take me there."

"

Duan Yanghong tapped the table with his fingers, "In that case, then come with me. We will set off tomorrow. You go back and pack your luggage first."

"Yes, thank you General Duan." Song Xixi smiled softly.

Back in her room, Song Xixi ordered Ran Jia to pack her luggage. Hu Shuman stood aside with a smile on his face and said, "Madam is leaving Myanmar. She needs someone to take care of her on the way. Please take me with you."

Song Xixi nodded, "You and Ran Jia, come with me."

"Yes." Hu Shuman responded happily.

Song Xixi couldn't fall asleep at night. Although Duan Yanghong agreed to take her with him, it didn't solve her worries. If she met Xiaosi...

But General Duan has forgotten her, and he may not remember her when he meets her. As long as he can't remember her, she seems to be a stranger to General Duan. Why should she be afraid of a stranger?

Thinking this way, Song Xixi felt a little more at ease.

At the meeting on the second day, Duan Yanghong announced that he would be away for a period of time. During this period, Duan Wei would temporarily take charge of all matters in Myanmar, and all matters in Myanmar would be subject to Duan Wei's orders.

Everyone in the Burmese country was shocked. Fortunately, Duan Wei had been in the same position as a general before. Duan Wei had a very high status in the Burmese country. Everyone was convinced of Duan Wei and nodded in agreement.

The car was already waiting outside Duan's house. Song Xixi wanted to ride in the same car as Duan Yanghong, but as soon as they passed, the housekeeper asked her to get into the car behind. Song Xixi felt resentful but had no choice but to do so.
Chapter completed!