During the summer solstice that year, it rained heavily.
The coldest man in the entire agency stood in the rain, held her face and kissed her.
The white shirt was soaked, but his back was still as straight as a pine tree.
The next day, his ex-wife's letter of complaint arrived there. Attached is a photo. ——If the old house catches fire, it will be fatal to burn it.
He is a well-known "Shen Yidao" in the field of policy research in the province. He has used a pen for twenty years and never revised it.
She, a grassroots selection cadre and a single mother, revised a document to the seventh draft. The instructor said: You are not writing an article, you are carving. He wrote two words on the margin of her scrap manuscript: insight. I drew another Gesang flower.
Everyone said there was "someone up there" with her. Only she knew that the man was never up there - he was the one squatting down to tie her shoes.
But she didn't know: Behind that "insight" lay a ten-year-old case.
But he didn't know: In that rain ten years ago, she took something that didn't belong to her and kept it for ten years. He owed someone who was not present, and she waited for someone who should come back - after going around for half a life, they reunited on the edge of a page of official documents.
He taught her how to make swords: the best script is to let the opponent die within his own rules.
Later, she was the one who drew the sword out of its sheath, and he was the one who sheathed it.
[Demining] Age difference of 16 years｜The male protagonist is divorced and has a child｜The female protagonist has a daughter｜Hiding a ten-year secret｜Double non-features｜Double rape reality｜Suspicious doubles (not doubles)｜Reunion｜Chasing wife crematorium｜1V1 HE
[The whole text is fictional, please do not bring it into reality.
Intent: Tolerant and restrained affection & the love and growth of an independent person.