My 1979

Ding Shiping walked him to the door and shook hands with him to say goodbye.

Li He has been standing in the living room in a daze.

When he saw Ding Shiping coming back, he said, "Help me find my shirt and iron it so that I can wear it at night."

Ding Shiping asked, "Do you want a tie?"

Li He shook his head, "No need."

He found the leather shoes that had been kept in the box and never wore them, and polished them again and again with shoe polish.

The sun has set in the west, the wind has become stronger, and it has become cooler.

Although the UK has a high altitude, its advantage is that it is not too cold in winter and not too hot in summer.

The new embassy in the UK was completed only five or six years ago. It is located on Portland Street in central London. Because the location was originally the embassy of the Qing Dynasty, the British have a special liking for high-quality imitations and renovations. It is required that the building of the new embassy must restore the appearance of the original Qing embassy and retain its original decoration.

The shape of the building has been decided, and there is no way to play with it, but it is still quite magnificent from the street view. After all, the Chinese Empire was not willing to lose its majesty in foreign countries. The first ambassador was Guo Songtao, a well-known second-rank official. .

It’s just that Lu Zhengxiang said, “A weak country has no justice, and a weak country has no diplomacy.” National strength is the “backbone” of diplomats, which determines whether diplomats are strong and confident in their speeches. A weak country has no say in the international arena.

Everyone, whether it is Guo Songtao, Zeng Jize, or later Gu Weijun, is walking on thin ice in this position.

There was an iron railing outside the embassy. Li He got out of the car, lit a cigarette and looked carefully at the door for a while.

The interior decoration is still based on traditional Chinese architectural techniques. The ceiling of the entire banquet hall is treated with a tic-tac-toe pattern ceiling caisson. In ancient China, emperors would install caissons on the roofs of important palaces.

For example, in the Forbidden City, there are the Hall of Supreme Harmony where the emperor held grand ceremonies, the Yangxin Hall where government affairs were handled, the Huangji Hall where Emperor Qianlong was preparing to become the Supreme Emperor, and the Qin'an Hall where the Emperor Xuantian was enshrined.

The entire banquet hall is very gorgeous, and with the lighting, it looks very modern.

There were a lot of people at this banquet, but he didn't recognize anyone. He was just holding a cup in boredom.

Li He saw the figure that made his heart beat. He said nothing and just kept drinking.

The man obviously saw his head, but after being stunned for a moment, he continued to eat slowly.

He drank one glass after another, and he couldn't stand it at all.

Single eyelids, small round nose, flushed after drinking wine.

"Waiter, where is the toilet?"

Maybe he wanted to attract her attention. He held the wine glass in one hand and rubbed his knees with the other hand, lowering his head and moving very tightly.

Her shadow stuck to his heart, making him struggle like a disease.

He was like a ruined temple, leaking air everywhere.

Halfway through drinking, Li He squinted his eyes, pretending to be careless, and looked around. When he saw her eating and leaving, his heart became even more tense.

By the end of the meal, he didn't see her again.

After leaving the embassy, ​​he refused to see Ambassador Xu any further and got into the car directly.

But after getting on the bus, he got off the bus and squatted alone on the steps by the roadside smoking.

"Are you okay?" Ding Shiping thought he had drunk too much.

Li He shook his head, "It's okay, just sit down and get some air."

Suddenly he said, "You go first."

"Then how are you going back?" Ding Shiping thought Li He was drunk, but when he saw the shadow getting closer to him, he turned around and saw a tall and slim girl. He said no more, "Then I'll leave first."

Li He ignored her and just looked at the figure getting closer and closer to him.

There was no expression on his thin face, but his cheeks moved slightly. His arrogance made him unwilling to speak to her first. The street lights were not very bright, but he could still see her facial features, and her figure still matched the appearance in his memory, and had not changed much.

But even if you speak, what do you say?

How to ask?

He looked obviously very uneasy, and even though he was a little arrogant now, he didn't want to scare her away. Life is inherently unorganized. Aren’t old friends often relatively speechless when they meet?

"When did you come?" But it was she who spoke first when she came to him.

"It's been more than ten days." It was better than a stalemate, so Li He agreed.

He continued to smoke, his hands were shaking a little, and his eyes were a little wet, as wet as a pug in the rain.

She then asked, "How are you now?"

He didn't answer, not because he couldn't say it, but because he was thinking.