The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 288

Gong Shirou shook his head, and the sad piano music immediately echoed in the empty space of the auditorium, as if he was drawn into a dream. Sometimes it was as warm as the wind, and sometimes as soft as a rainbow. The other party's obsession... a dream that he will never, and is unwilling to wake up from.

"...At the border of the Kingdom of Dreams, a pair of bonfires are slowly rising, stretching and lingering..."

Standing beside her future groom beautifully, Xiang Jiabao slowly told a poignant and lingering story.

Zheng Yinan and Li Zhi looked like two wooden figures, staring blankly at the two people on the stage under the spotlight.

Around them, apart from the breathtaking sound of the piano, there is no other sound.

Gong Silang didn't know how many times this lingering piece of music was played by his comrades' fingertips. When he woke up from which unreal dream, the surroundings were quiet, and they all left, taking away the noise of the room.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, stood up, and walked out of the auditorium with heavy steps.

Looking up at the dark and deep night sky, the bright helicopter lights are shining under the night.

A military helicopter "chugs and chugs" from a distance to the landing pad of the Ninth Military Region.

Under the bright night lights around him, Gong Shiro watched the helicopter gradually descend with a blank expression.

He suddenly wanted to go to the tarmac to see who would visit the military area in the middle of the night, or who would return to the military area.

He stumbled and walked forward aimlessly in the silent military area. As he walked, he came to the fork in the road leading to the tarmac.

Suddenly, a group of people came from the direction of the tarmac ahead, and they chatted while walking.

That voice was so familiar.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the people in front of him were already approaching his eyes.

"Sir, sir..." Gong Shilang stammered his greeting, and the military salute was in progress.

Seeing the people standing at the intersection, Qu Jinghuan slowed down, "Xiaogong? Are you waiting for Liangshuo?"

Bo Liangshuo, who came side by side with him, was dressed in travel and dust, unlike the elegant gentleman he saw during the day.

The suit jacket is open, and the sleeves of the shirt are rolled up. He is walking and watching with a tablet in his right hand, and a cup of coffee in his left hand.

Seeing Gong Silang standing at the intersection, Bo Liangshuo was also secretly surprised, and turned to look at Qu Jinghuan, "Uncle, I didn't tell anyone that I came to the military area."

"Oh... If you want to talk—" Qu Jinghuan raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's getting late, are you staying in a guest hotel in the military area tonight or going to your brother's dormitory?"

Bo Liangshuo took a sip of hot coffee, warmed himself up, and said, "Go to my brother's place!"

"Well——Xiao Xu, you can send him there, let's talk again tomorrow morning."

"See you tomorrow, uncle."

Bo Liangshuo seemed to have returned home, waved the coffee in his hand, and then looked down at the tablet again.

Xu Huan did not dare to disobey the orders of the chief, and chatted with Gong Shilang while walking.

"Xiao Gong, how did you know that Mr. Bo is coming to our military region?"

Gong Shirou glanced lightly at the man who didn't greet him, tears began to well up in his eyes.

He sniffed and said, "I'm just walking around when I'm idle—"

The implication was that he didn't know that Bo Liangshuo would come back in a short time.

I can hear Qu Jinghuan's meaning. He must have important things to do when he comes to the Ninth Military Region again this time.

Bo Liangshuo interrupted the embarrassing chat between the two, "Oh, by the way, Brother Xu, I'll just go to my brother's dormitory with him."

"That's fine, Xiao Gong, then please." Xu Huan patted Gong Shilang on the shoulder and begged.

(End of this chapter)