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After a long time, I finally let go of my hand.

I picked up the white paper and slowly folded it into a plane. I opened the window and threw the paper plane into the endless night amidst the falling snow.

Suddenly, I saw, where the paper airplane landed, a figure, a familiar figure.

Qing Er bent over and picked up the paper airplane from the snow, holding it in her hand, she began to play with it.

The diary that I wrote last time was found by Mei Ling and became a weapon to destroy Liu Yue. This time, the thing that I wrote down actually landed in Qing Er's hands.

I couldn't help but hate myself for being so cheap, for not accepting the lesson from the last time, and for starting to write these things with the poverty of these literati.

Ever since my diary appeared, it had been burnt to ashes by me. This time, how could this piece of paper be reduced to ashes?

Looking at Qing Er standing in the snow, looking at the paper airplane over and over again, I felt extremely frustrated.

I stood at the window in a daze, looking down at Qing Er, letting the wind and snow blow against my face.

"feng-ge, come down. What are you standing there for?" Qing Er suddenly raised her head and waved at me.

I suddenly realised that since the sky was dark, Qing Er wouldn't be able to clearly read the words on the paper. Also, where would Qing Er be able to figure out what the words on the paper had to do with her?

I hurriedly promised as I went downstairs and ran in front of Qing Er: "Qing Er, why aren't you sleeping properly and why did you come out?"

"Why did you come out instead of sleeping?" Qing Er held onto the paper airplane, tilted her head, looked at me and laughed: "I've woken up, and I didn't see you, so I came out to find you …"

"Didn't I tell you? I was drinking until my head was dizzy, so I came out to get some fresh air …" "No," I said.

"Hee hee …" Breathing in and coming to the Office, where I was playing with the aircraft. To think that you would have such thoughts … " Qing Er smiled and said to me: "Are you still dizzy?"

"This is much better …"

"That's good. Let's go back!" Qing Er said as she grabbed my arm: "Let's go, let's go home and sleep …"

Qing Er and I played with the paper airplane in our hands as we walked.

"Infinite longing made me prop up the world as the silver wings flapped in the wind. I don't know how to write the letter to you right now, how about I stack a paper airplane for you …" Qing Er suddenly muttered softly.

My heart skipped a beat.

"feng-ge, do you think that there should be a real plane or paper plane in this world?" Qing Er tilted her head and asked me.

"I'm afraid ever since there was paper, there has been a paper airplane. It's just that at that time, people didn't call it paper plane …" I returned to Qing Er.

Qing Er nodded, and looked at the paper airplane in silence, and then looked at the snow flying everywhere, and then slowly said: "We are innately fond of flying, flying over paper pieces, paper planes, kites, bamboo dragonflies, aerial models, and then we took a real plane … but we've never really flown ourselves, except in dreams... "We can only fly in our dreams. We can only carry the blue sky on our backs and look down at the earth. It's a bird in human form …"

After he finished speaking, Qing Er forcefully threw the paper airplane in his hand towards the vast snowy night sky, and muttered: "Fly, carry my and feng-ge's hearts, fly … no matter where we fly, the hearts of feng-ge and I will always be intertwined … "

Right at this moment, a gust of cold wind carried the snow with it as the paper airplane flew away with the wind and snow. Soon, it disappeared into the deep night sky …

"feng-ge, look, the paper airplane really flew away. It flew away with our hearts …" Qing Er pulled my arm, pointed to the sky, and shouted.

I followed the direction that Qing Er pointed, but I couldn't see anything. The paper plane really flew away.

For a moment, it seemed as if he had a pair of invisible wings that could soar in the sky, even if he was swept away by the wind and snow like a paper airplane.

I was thinking, suddenly full of confusion about the ideal of life.

"Without the motivation to move forward, the paper airplane won't fly high. Without an ideal life, youth won't be full of hope …" Qing Er looked at me.

I looked at Qing Er, and my heart skipped a beat. That's right, Qing Er's words were really good and logical, as if it was based on my previous thoughts.

I hugged Qing Er's shoulders tightly. "Qing Er, you are absolutely right. Our lives, must have a goal, have ideals. Our future, will definitely be guided by the ideals, and it will definitely be filled with hope …"

Qing Er looked at me and smiled, "feng-ge, you spoke better … "Let's go back …"

Qing Er and I returned to the dorm. Qing Er helped me lie down, then got into bed herself, leaned on the bed, and patted my face: "feng-ge, you still have to go interview again tomorrow. Go to sleep, I just slept for a while.

I lay down beside Qing Er, embraced Qing Er's waist, leaned on Qing Er's body, and peacefully slept.

The next day, after finishing the breakfast Qing Er made for me, I rode the bicycle to the Municipal committees office building. It was 7: 40 PM.

The notice was for the gathering of eight o'clock. The leaders of the Municipal committees's four great teams were going to pay their respects to the masses during the Spring Festival.

In front of the Municipal committees's office building, there were two Nissan Central Bars, which were commonly used when the City Leader was out en masse.

A few of the staff members were busy preparing for their departure.

I stood in the snow beside the car, stamped my feet, lit a cigarette, and waited in boredom.

I kept my old habit of arriving early for the interview. Liu Yue had said before, if you want to participate in City Leader's activities, you must set aside some time in advance, you should rather wait early, you definitely shouldn't be late, if you are late, City Leader won't wait for you, if I don't wait for you, you won't be able to complete your interview, so you should at least be taught a lesson, and at most be punished, this isn't just a reporter's work habit, it's also a reporter's spirit and work style.

I firmly remembered Liu Yue's words. Interviews were always done early, it had become a habit.

Not only that, I made this request when I was in the Ministry's office trying to clean up the mess.

As he was smoking, he raised his head and saw Corydalis walking over.

Corydalis also wanted to see the Spring Festival Gala today. He celebrated the new year in the ocean with Liu Yue, but he didn't celebrate the new year with her.

This thought quickly flashed across my mind, and I thought again, why didn't Corydalis celebrate New Year with Liu Yue? Could it be that he was on duty for the Spring Festival and couldn't get out of it?

Corydalis is right in front of me, I don't have much time to think about it. I hastily threw away the cigarette butt and walked towards Corydalis: "Corydalis, happy new year!"

"Xiao Jiang, happy new year!" Corydalis had a smile on his tired face as he reached out his hand to shake mine, "What's wrong? You didn't come home for the new year? "

"No, on duty!" I replied.

"Hehe …" It's not easy at all, the leaders are busy, the service providers are also busy, which means there's a whole bunch of people involved, "Corydalis laughed:" As reporters, this is one of the characteristics, the busier the holidays, the more busy you are. Since the leaders are not resting, you can't rest … In the past, Liu Yue was the same, on the first day of the new year, she was always on duty to pay respects to the leader, and this year, we managed to catch up to you … "

I saw Corydalis's expression and thought, could it be that Corydalis is like Qing Er who was keeping watch over the year?

I really want to ask Corydalis how he spent his years. I really want to know if Corydalis and Liu Yue were really together, even though I have a basic guarantee that Liu Yue was in a distant place.

I restrained myself and didn't ask.

I know, I asked, maybe to make a fool of myself, to make a nuisance of myself.

Soon, the four team leaders had all arrived, and everyone got in their cars to set off.

The City Leader's Spring Festival Gala also took place. According to the arrangements, they would go to Fuyu Village in the suburbs to pay their respects to the masses.

According to the customs of the leaders, before the Spring Festival, the visitors would visit the poor families in the winter to bring the concerns of the Party and the government to the hearts of the masses. After the Spring Festival, the visitors would pay their respects to the wealthy masses and come to visit the villagers on behalf of the Party and the government.

A few villages started to move, the gongs and drums rang in the sky, the yangzi and the singing and singing sounded in unison, it was extremely lively and lively. They waited at the entrance of the village for the arrival of the City Leader.

The district and office leaders were already waiting in the village.

Similarly, for district and office leadership actions, there must be a staff of staff behind them.

"This New Year greetings, it has caused the level 3 leaders and staff to be unable to live in peace. I wonder if it will be the peaceful citizens or the citizens who will disturb them." During the interview, the television reporter grumbled beside me.

I looked at the man who was still carrying the plane in his thirties and smiled. "Are you done shooting?"

"It's done. It's enough for the cameras!" "It's not like this is a meeting, it's easy to shoot. I even have a few leaders with me …" The TV reporter patted the camera, took out a cigarette and handed it to me.

We sat on a nearby wooden bench, smoking cigarettes and chatting casually.

"The conference news is easier to shoot than this, right? This is dynamic. Leaders are always running around randomly, and the cameras aren't aimed accurately, right?" I asked.

"They have their own characteristics. This kind of live event, as long as the positive image of the leader, especially the leader, is recorded, it will be fine. The meeting also has its own characteristics. I might even get scolded. A few days ago, I was scolded by the station …" the TV reporter said ruefully.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

It's our new Mayor, "the television reporter said as he pointed to a middle-aged man who was greeting the crowd nearby," Back when I was the Deputy Secretary, I wasn't so angry. Now that I have become the Mayor, it's hard to serve … A few days ago, the city government was holding a meeting, I'm going to interview them, and after the news was broadcast, his secretary suddenly called our station head, called him to the office of Mayor, and got scolded by the Mayor … "

"Haha …" What's wrong? "Why?" I asked curiously.

"Because the footage that was broadcasted on the television were all scenes that Mayor was reading from the script. The footage that was randomly released by Mayor did not appear on the broadcast, and in fact, it was not that there was no broadcast, it was just that I did not appear on the broadcast. In the end, Mayor got angry, because that would not show the level of Mayor. "Damn, it's really hard to serve …"

"Then why don't you take some close-ups?"

"He basically hasn't taken off the script for the entire speech, how am I supposed to shoot it? Later I heard that he had taken off his script and lectured for a few minutes, but it was also a coincidence that I happened to be going to the toilet … "Damn, I was really unlucky …"