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The wind doesn't know which direction it's blowing from.

Maybe there is no wind, but the howling wind brought about by the horse running too fast.

It should be windy... The scenery is receding, and Bo Mei feels that she will soon forget the hustle and bustle of the bullring. All winds stop, the wind blows from her heart.

She stood on a strong wind vent and was constantly blown upwards, Bao Mei thought, she should have been afraid, but she just stood on the vent, letting the wind mess up all her thoughts and The wind will blow her anywhere.

She floated, floating silently.

Following the direction Bo Hui pointed out to her, she swung the whip three times. After crossing two fences, she finally reached the hillside.

Today's sunshine is very good, and when it falls on Bo Mei's face, her appearance is even more unparalleled in the world. On such a face, even if she tremblingly blinks her black fan-like eyelashes, or twitches her tall and straight Her nose is enough to make other people move. She has a contagious face since she was a child, but today Bo Mei just gritted her teeth and stared at this silent cemetery solemnly and solemnly.

Bo Mei tried hard to control her grief and shock, she got off the horse, tied the rein, and walked over step by step.

Every step is probing, every step is doubting, finally she turned around, untied the tool bag she brought from behind the horse, took out a bright shovel from it, walked over like this, along the way They dug down the raised grave with shovel after shovel.

Bo Mei fastened the hem of the skirt, and she dug harder and harder. When she finally saw a white bone in the black soil, she stopped with sobs.

Bo Mei knelt down like this, and she poked around with her hands, and saw several bones. Judging from the length and shape of the bones, this was her father's hand...

"No, no..." Bo Mei held the bone and burst into tears. Everything she suppressed was like a torrent of emotions in her body, "I always thought that you are not dead, you have The whole country, you have all the supremacy, you will never make a mistake, you will always stand there, no one can threaten you, no one can stop you, you will live forever."

In fact, in the past five years, Bo Mei has often warned her that her father has passed away, but in fact, she has never faced up to this fact, and she is more stubborn than anyone else.She has been thinking of various ways to escape and ignore, which will make her feel better. She often hopes that Bo Zhengtao who hanged in front of everyone is just a conspiracy, a trick, how could Bo Zhengtao die like this.

"Father. They say you are a corrupt official and thief who broke the law. I don't believe it."

"They accuse you of all kinds of faults after your death. They think you... are leading our country on a path that is extremely dangerous. I don't believe it."

"They... are just... a group of..." Bo Mei sneered and wiped away tears, "People who have no ideals, are content with the status quo, have no imagination, only have ambition but no courage, you know they have no other skills , They can only be united one by one, like billions of ants climbing an elephant."

Bo Mei paused, she knelt there, and said proudly: "Father, I love you, and I will always be proud of you. Your belief is my belief, and what you have not done is what I have not done."

"One day..." Bo Mei held the white bone in her palm, and soon, she felt a broken bone pierced into her palm, and the slight pain seemed to infinitely connect her with her father. "I will crush those billions of ants to death. I will let the man who wants to come out and hang you in front of everyone, put a rope on himself...Father, you will stand with me, won't you?" ?Hold my hand like when I was a child, and tell me that the southern country belongs to our Bo family, no one can take it away, this country is our back garden, and we can cultivate whatever we want."

In the past five years, Bo Mei has never felt so at ease. She rejected all the complicated voices from the outside world, and finally chose the original voice in her heart. When she chose to follow the guidance of her heart, she was full of strength and she was no longer afraid. All man-made fears.

Spreading her hand, Bo Mei saw that a small part of the bone had been pierced into her palm.

The red blood, the opened flesh, and the white bones that have not yet turned into ashes.

Bo Mei stared at it for a while, then pulled out the bone, wiped it carefully and put it in his pocket.

All emotions and words converged into her heart again when she filled the grave with the shovel again.

The grave that was dug up was smoothed out in such a neat way.

Just when Bo Mei was about to leave, she saw Zhan Jinhuai riding a horse running towards this side from a distance, with Secretary Wang following behind him.

Bo Mei stood where she was, waiting for Zhan Jinhuai to come over.

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Secretary Wang was actually very surprised. At this time, the juniors had already started horse racing games. This area has long been enclosed and forbidden to enter, so it is unlikely that anyone will enter.

Even if it came in, it's unlikely to come here?

According to the habit before hunting, the current Prime Minister Zhan would always come here to express his condolences to the former Premier Bo.

This condolence is kept secret, and no one knows except Secretary Wang, who is no longer in Beijing.

The distance was too far, and it was impossible to see who the girl standing in front of the tomb was. Secretary Wang thought it was a child who had gone the wrong way. When he got closer, he couldn't help but press the horse. .

The person standing there was none other than Bo Mei who had "resurrected from the dead".

Zhan Jinhuai also slowed down a little. The slower his tall horse walked, the more oppressive it felt. The horse's eyes were staring at Bo Mei, but Bo Mei only looked at Zhan Jinhuai who was sitting on the horse.

The sunlight suddenly became stronger at this time, dazzling, extremely dazzling, so dazzling that there was an unreal feeling, Zhan Jinhuai narrowed his eyes, he felt a little pain in his chin and cheeks that had just been shaved in the morning, he looked at the Bo Mae gradually forgot to swing the rein forward.

Bo Mei covered her forehead with her hand, the sun was too dazzling, she had to see the expression on Zhan Jinhuai's face clearly at this moment.

"Secretary Wang, you let me and her be alone... alone. Just me and her." Zhan Jinhuai turned around and said to Secretary Wang, who replied in a low voice: "Okay."

Secretary Wang glanced at Zhan Jinhuai, then at Bo Mei, and then turned his horse's head and ran up the hillside. He wanted to keep an eye on it from a high place, lest other people come to see this scene.

Zhan Jin got off the horse, tied the reins, and walked towards Bo Mei step by step.

Bo Mei still didn't move, she looked into Zhan Jinhuai's eyes, and didn't lower her head until he really approached her.

"You've grown up. I almost didn't recognize it."

When Zhan Jinhuai said this, he couldn't help curling his mouth in self-deprecating manner. How could he not recognize it?Her eyes, her forehead, her nose, her lips, her ears, her flawless little face, anyone can tell at a glance that she is Bo Zhengtao's daughter.

"Long time no see. Uncle Zhan. I hope I didn't make you feel wrong when I came to see my father without authorization."

"No, no, I think it's very good. Your father loved you the most when he was alive. He must really want to see you."

After only two words, the two fell into a terrible silence.

Bo Mei wiped away the non-existing tears in the corners of her eyes twice in a timely manner. She took a breath with sobs, raised her head, and looked at Zhan Jinhuai without a twinkle in her eyes.

This glance made Zhan Jinhuai's eyes tremble.

She is so much like her father, looking at her like this is like seeing the young Bo Zhengtao.

“Uncle Zhan, do you often visit my father?”

"I don't come here often, on death days, hunting parties, or when I pass by here. I brought your father's favorite Yaotai Yufeng." Zhan Jinhuai turned around and took the bouquet of pure white flowers from the horse , he sniffed the scent of flowers and then turned his head away, looking at Bo Mei like this.

Bo Mei felt that there was something very complicated and inexplicable in his eyes, just like the last time at Zhan's house when he said that there were petals on her temples... Bo Mei watched him approaching, she blinked, and Zhan Jinhuai held the flower Holding it in front of her, as if he wanted this bouquet of flowers for her, he curled the corner of his mouth, "Here you are. You can give it to your father. I think he will be very happy."

"Thank you."

With his hands behind his back, Zhan Jinhuai followed Bo Mei, staring at the way she bent down to offer flowers.

"How long have you been here?" Zhan Jinhuai asked.

"I don't know. Seeing you, I feel like a lifetime away."

Zhan Jinhuai nodded, and he put his hands behind his back, "I feel like a lifetime away when I see you. In my impression, you are still such a young child."

Zhan Jinhuai compared the height of a four or five-year-old child, "When you were very young, I had the opportunity to see you often. When you were older, your father rarely let you participate in most of the parties except at your home .I don't see you very often. Do you still remember me?"

Bo Mei shook her head, then nodded again, "You make me feel very kind."

Zhan Jinhuai curled his lips, "You also make me feel very kind."

Zhan Jinhuai's smile was as bright and warm as today's sunshine. Bo Mei looked at his smiling eyes, and gradually, a flowery smile appeared. Zhan Jinhuai took a deep breath, pursed his lips unnaturally, and squeezed his hands tightly. whip, "Just come back."

"Can I live in Huanjing? Uncle Zhan."

"Of course. Child. You should live in Huanjing, you were born here and grew up here."

"Thank you." Bo Mei showed a big smile, Zhan Jinhuai immediately turned his head, he touched his ear, "We... go back to the paddock."

"it is good."

Back to the paddock is not like back to the paddock either.

Zhan Jinhuai never waved his horsewhip, neither did Bo Mei.

The horses of the two got closer and closer during the chat, and finally became neck and neck.

Secretary Wang opened the way ahead. He ran very fast at first, but then he had to slow down. He turned his head to look at them from time to time.

Zhan Jinhuai was very relaxed, he rarely looked at anyone with such focused eyes, he was listening to every word Bo Mei said, as if every word she said was very interesting.

Bo Mei was even more composed. From Secretary Wang's point of view, the child was completely immersed in the joy of returning to her homeland. She smiled undisguisedly, and her eyes were like the morning dew that can be seen at a glance, dripping down refreshingly.

If even Secretary Wang thought so, then Zhan Banbi and Bo Hui who were standing outside the fence not far away could only reluctantly think so.

Bo Mei’s face was tense when he rode away, but now that he’s back, his face is full of joy, and when they gradually approached, Bo Mei’s laughter mixed with Zhan Jinhuai’s Together.

Bo Mei was still gesturing, Zhan Jinhuai nodded in agreement.

Secretary Wang glanced at Zhan Banbi and motioned her not to disturb.

Bo Mei glanced at Zhan Banbi and Bo Hui with a smile, and said, "Let's go back to the paddock together. The horse race should have started."

"Father." Zhan Banbi called out, and she looked at Zhan Jinhuai, who was still smiling. For a moment, she felt that such a father was very strange, and a thin layer of ice formed in her heart.

"En." Zhan Jinhuai looked away from Bo Mei, "Are you waiting for her here?"

"Yes." Bo Hui replied.

"Prime Minister, let the young people go to the horse race first." Secretary Wang suggested.

Bo Mei tilted her head to look at Zhan Jinhuai, "Uncle Zhan, don't you want to race horses with us?"

Zhan Jinhuai hesitated for a moment, and Zhan Banbi said, "Father, your left leg injury is still not healed."

“Uncle Zhan, what happened to your left leg?”

Zhan Jinhuai glanced at Bo Mei, he shook his head firmly and said, "I'm fine, let's go for a race, shall we? Okay? You give way to Uncle Zhan. I know you ride very fast."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Bo Mei immediately raised the whip, and swiped the whip to Zhan Jinhuai's buttocks. After a while, the long-awaited tall horse galloped away. Bo Mei waited for it to run for a while , and then chased after him, Bo Hui immediately chased after him worriedly!

Zhan Banbi stood still. She glanced at Secretary Wang who opened her mouth in fright, and then at Bo Mei who was riding gracefully on the horse.

This is the real hunting ground!

Bo Mei felt that the horses were getting closer, and the crowd was getting closer. The scenery changed from hillside lakes and woods to feasts, picnics and parties. Many young women with children, sitting or standing, were all looking towards the center of the racetrack.

Most of them don't know how to play, so they don't wear horse riding clothes, but dresses that are not easy to walk in. In this kind of weather, there are always more red, green or cooler colors, so Wen Xi, who is all in black On the contrary, it became particularly conspicuous at this time.

She was sitting among a group of young women, leisurely fiddled with the juice in the glass, she tilted her head to look at the field, Kong Yuliang was sitting next to her and fanning her, the two chatted occasionally.

The sound of the wind died away.

Bo Mei felt that the wind in her heart had also disappeared, and she looked at Wen Xi firmly, until Wen Xi came to look at her vigilantly, and then she quickly swung her whip vigorously to look away.

If the situation in front of him fell into the eyes of Wen Xi five years ago, he would not be stingy about the end of time.

Even today, she secretly sweated for Bo Mei.

It was Zhan Jinhuai who raced against Bo Mei? ?

When the two of them crossed the high fence one after the other and entered the arena, there was thunderous applause at first, and then, most of them were a little at a loss, and even looked at the people who had crossed layers of obstacles in a daze. two people.

Wen Xi felt that the people around him gradually quieted down, and the herdsman blew his whistle to signal that several young people who were running around in the field retreated to the two sides. The racetrack where there was a scuffle just now, was very fast for Premier Zhan and the late Prime Minister. The "almost deceased" beloved daughter made way for an extremely comfortable competition environment.

It is not the theme of this kind of horse racing to simply run faster than whose horses are. They are competing whose horses are smarter and whose horses can pass through many obstacles within the specified time.

Perhaps because of the influence of the people around her, Wen Xi unconsciously became focused. She squeezed the towel she was wiping sweat in her hand, and as Bo Mei crossed one obstacle after another, her towel became more and more tight under the table.

Bo Mei was extraordinarily serious, and she maintained a situation of neither winning nor inferior until the last checkpoint, when Zhan Jinhuai gradually lost the upper hand, and Bo Mei won without any suspense.

Thunderous applause broke out again at the scene, but no one dared to applaud.

Wen Xi looked at Bo Mei, and Bo Mei raised her hands high above her head. She clapped her hands hard and smiled happily. Zhan Jinhuai just sat on the horse and applauded her.

Immediately after Secretary Wang came over, Zhan Jinhuai seemed to be leaving the scene temporarily, he waved, Bo Mei lowered her head and whispered something in his ear, Zhan Jinhuai nodded, then turned her head and whispered something in her ear.

The two separated, Zhan Jinhuai left, and Bo Mei got off the horse immediately.

Wu Ershan, who had watched in fear for a long time outside the arena, was about to deliver the prepared water and wet towels when her mother stopped her, and she scolded: "Stay away from her. Come here."

Wu's father, whose heart was almost under load, also quickly grabbed his daughter. The old couple were extremely worried about the impact Bo Mei would have on their daughter.

Bo Mei was holding the whip, she was sweating all over, her legs trembled after getting off the horse, so that she walked very slowly, when Bo Hui came to help her, she was slowly pushing away the people who stood in front of her.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks."

The obstacles kicked down just now were straightened up one by one by the shepherds. Bo Mei pushed away a carved iron cage, an iron fence covered with barbs, and two round golden hurdles. She walked over in this way. Shocking - the onlookers didn't know exactly who she was looking at, everyone only saw her walking towards the rest area, only Wen Xi knew that she was walking towards her, she seemed to be walking towards her step by step. Walk through the thorns.

The quarrel and breakup a moment ago was still in my ears, and Bo Mei had already walked in front of her, not allowing her to shirk or evade, so Bo Mei said: "Xiao Huanxi. I'm thirsty. Do you have water?"

"I don't have water." Wen Xi replied coldly.

"See? Without me, you are dry, without even a sip of water."

"you……"

"Hi, Miss Bo, I'm Kong Yuliang. Nice to meet you." Kong Yuliang stretched out his hand, Bo Mei glanced at his hand, then at Wen Xi, she held Kong Yuliang's hand with a smile and said, "I I really envy you, Mr. Kong, how beautiful your wife is. It’s hard to sleep with such a beautiful wife, right?”

Kong Yuliang blushed from the compliment, he nodded, but in fact he never had the chance to hug Wen Xi to sleep, but he will definitely have a chance in the future, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Hearing what he said, Bo Mei squeezed his hand even more happily, "Are you interested in playing a game?"

"I'm not very good at riding a horse, but hunting is okay." Kong Yuliang said with a smile.

"Hunting is okay? Then let's choose a gun now and see who can hunt more prey?"

"Yuliang wants to stay with me, he doesn't have time to play with you. There are so many people around you to play with you, isn't that enough?" Wen Xi pulled Kong Yuliang's hand out of Bo Mei's, and she frowned Said: "Yuliang, let's go."

"Mr. Kong, I offended you just now. I always thought you were an irresponsible person, but I didn't expect you to be such an affectionate person. I hope you two will have a good relationship for a hundred years. I sincerely want to make friends with you, after all You and my best, best, best friend are getting married soon, and there will definitely be many opportunities for us to meet in the future. Would you like to be my friend?"

Kong Yuliang looked at the sincere Bo Mei, then at Wen Xi, who had a frosty face, and immediately said, "Xiao Huanxi, look, I'll end up hunting two rabbits and come back, okay?"

Wen Xi just refused.

"You want to stay with me, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you hear me?"

Bo Mei clasped her hands together and smiled, "I'm not married yet, it's really enviable to be glued together like this. Mr. Kong, you are really lucky. I think Xiao Huanxi is only acting like a baby to you."

Kong Yuliang nodded, "We were childhood sweethearts, and she really only acted like a baby to me."

Bo Mei looked at the scarf that Wen Xi was clutching in her hand, "Xiao Huanxi, you see how much Mr. Kong wants to end up and try his skills, just let him go, okay?"

Wen Xi looked into Bo Mei's eyes and whispered, "I won't let you hurt him."

"That's such a pity, Mr. Kong. I'm going to test the gun." Bo Mei shook Kong Yuliang's hand again and then turned around. Zhan Banbi just came over at this time, and Bo Mei took her hand, And so we headed towards the shotgun range.