Returning to Yangzhou, Liu Zhizhong did so quietly, without giving anyone a heads up.
His old cell phone number was still disconnected. In a state of recovery, wanting no disturbances, he maintained his privacy well.
I am still me, but not the same person lost in the trivialities of yesterday.
This time of recuperation brought him into contact with a deeper circle of society, raising his entire personal realm considerably.
His demeanor had taken on a spiritual internalization, indeed quite extraordinary.
After arriving in Yangzhou, he drove around the city, which was quite impressive.
At least in the three districts under the city's jurisdiction, the sanitation workers' rest stations were basically completed. With a bit more interior decoration and equipment, they would be ready for use.
In this blazing summer, the city's sanitation workers were poised to enjoy better treatment.
In various counties, similar progress was being made steadily. Liu Zhizhong had been keeping up with the developments through some public accounts.
Furthermore, one of Zhang Yuxing's new policies had a slogan that demanded completion and delivery for use within three months.
In recent days, Liu Zhizhong had anonymously d three hundred million to Zhang Yuxing's project, ensuring there was more than enough funding.
Liu Zhizhong knew that Zhang Yuxing would not take a single penny for herself from these projects. As for whether others would, that was hard to say.
But in such an environment, corruption was hard to completely eradicate. Minimizing it as much as possible was already commendable.
After cruising around the city for a short while, he drove past Ma Qingqing's... oh, it should be Xiang Qingqing's university. Liu Zhizhong drove slowly, the sight of the university prompting reflections on fate.
Had it not been for the explosive popularity of Mr. L, had it not been for the journey south, who knew what the fate of those involved would have been?
Luckily, fate was kind, and all was well.
Yesterday, Xiang Qingqing had even sent him a video call from the hospital!
Xiang Qingqing's surgery had been a success. Over half a month had passed, and she was recovering well, taking walks in the hospital garden.
Beside Xiang Qingqing, surprisingly, three people were present: one Xiang Wenhua, one Coach Li Xuerui, and one Ma Xudong. All were there except for Wen Xin, who after all loved to travel and was touring around!
The fateful gathering of these four people on video filled Liu Zhizhong with emotion.
He greeted Xiang Wenhua, Li Xuerui, and Ma Xudong one by one, quite cheerfully.
Then, Xiang Wenhua said humorously, "Let's step aside, us three elders, and not interfere with the youngsters' romantic chat!"
This made Xiang Qingqing's face turn red with embarrassment! Her heart had long belonged to Brother Zhizhong; it was only a matter of time.
However, Xiang Qingqing still had her concerns. Her mother, Professor Li, suggested that she should not return to China for the time being and should continue her studies in the UK.
Xiang Qingqing was torn: she wanted to return but also didn't. Oh, what a dilemma!
On the video call, she even asked Brother Zhizhong for advice on what to do.
Liu Zhizhong, who had reached a different state of mind, said gently, "Qingqing, you are free and have your own independent character. You can decide your future. Of course, you are only 19 years old. Your life is just beginning, and you need to accumulate knowledge, to further enhance your cultural literacy. The UK is a great place, and growing or refining yourself in its environment isn't a bad idea at all."
Listening to him, Xiang Qingqing was still undecided. "Brother Zhizhong, I understand what you're saying. It seems I still can't decide! Once I'm fully recovered, I might just flip a coin to determine whether I'll return. After all, the odds are fifty-fifty."
Liu Zhizhong laughed and said that leaving it to chance was not a bad idea.
At the moment, driving past Xiang Qingqing's school and thinking of probability theory, Liu Zhizhong smiled gracefully.
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Did he not long for Xiang Qingqing in the past? And now? Did he not?
But his higher realm defined his openness and expansiveness, his let-it-be attitude, void of forcefulness or coercion, not merely driven by bodily desires.
Following that, he parked his car on the back mountain of West Mountain Scenic Area and sent a message to Lu Yuqing, telling her he was waiting for her there, hoping to have dinner and spend the night together.
Lu Yuqing was thrilled—her beloved Big Baby Liu was back!
Without waiting for the workday to end, she drove out of the City Committee Courtyard and headed straight for Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong's comforting trip to Yangzhou had once again begun...