Father Song nodded and suddenly asked: "I heard that you want to be transferred to the Ministry of National Defense?"
Song Jingye nodded in acquiescence.
"Think it over yourself."
Song's father was helpless and sighed in his heart. People said that he had been obedient since he was a child. Compared with other children in the compound, he was the only one willing to inherit his father's legacy. But in fact, how could he be really obedient? It just happened that he also liked this job. It's just a profession, so I follow the steps step by step, but deep down, the idea is right.
Although national defense is also a vital task, it does not actually have real military power.
"I have thought it over carefully and are still talking about it. Even if I go to a new department, the jobs and positions in the equipment department will still be retained."
"That's good."
He had his own plan, and Father Song could only support it.
After chatting with his father, it was already late at night and he was left at home to sleep. Since the last time he got drunk and slept here all night, he hadn't been home for a while. Now that he was lying on this bed, he inevitably thought of some things, and even more Unable to sleep, I looked at my phone and wanted to send her a message. I looked through the chat history and found that the most recent records were all sent by him. Her reply came down immediately.
arrive
Come down immediately.
There aren't any other superfluous words.
The record above was sent the day after the relationship. She said that we were both adults and just treated it as having a meal together to solve the problem of hunger.
Have a meal together? Solve the problem of hunger?
He was too flustered that day and didn't read the message carefully. When he saw it now, he thought, what does it matter if he invites her to dinner every day recently?
Has the problem of hunger been solved?
When he was thinking about these questions, he really felt hungry. He watched her eat during dinner, but he didn't eat much.
He got up, picked up the car keys and went out. There were very few cars on Chang'an Street late at night. Soon he arrived downstairs at her apartment and sent a message: Come down.
I don’t know what I want to do. Anyway, I’ve already posted my hair. If she falls asleep and doesn’t see it, just assume he didn’t.
As a result, Chen Ning went to bed late, so she saw this message immediately and replied with a question mark.
He replied: It's downstairs from you.
Chen Ning put on a coat and stood by the window. Sure enough, she saw his jeep parked below her apartment. She hurried downstairs, wondering why he was looking for her so late.
After pushing the door open and getting into the car, Song Jingye took in the coolness outside the car and the light fragrance of her after bathing and took a breath out of the car window on his side before returning to normal breathing.
"Uncle, why do you want to see me so late?"
Now he really doesn't like hearing her call him uncle, and she keeps calling him several years older.
What do you want from her?
It seemed that she was fine. I just drove to her downstairs without thinking too much. I originally wanted to ask her if she was hungry, literally, and take her to have a midnight snack. But when the words came to my mouth, what I just saw A message flashed through his mind, "Just think of it as if we had a meal together to solve the problem of hunger", so that he couldn't ask now, otherwise he would look like a gangster and a wretched man.
Instead, Chen Ning guessed to herself: "Do you want to treat me to dinner?"
Because every time they meet recently, his opening remarks are to invite her to dinner.
(My mother said: The next time you two eat, it may be a long time later.)