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[203] The world is small enough to break his heart

In fact, this was a small military exercise. Fu Lingzhi did not have to go into battle in person. As an important official sent by the Chinese side, he only had to go through the motions with important figures from the Swiss military.

He couldn't bring himself to be interested. After she left, his whole person showed a state of fragmentation. It was a kind of laziness that made people want to yawn, but sometimes it can be the most fatal to women.

Handsome. Fu Lingzhi didn't smoke before, but now, his whole body is thrown into all kinds of tobacco. He eats irregularly and becomes thinner. Probably because he is too tall, he is wrapped in a military coat.

It looked more and more solemn inside.

Many female cadres have been looking at him, especially the beautiful pilots with blond hair and blue eyes. But Fu Lingzhi didn't even bother to raise his eyes. In everyone's eyes, he was mysterious and withdrawn. He was extremely lazy at such a young age and had handsome eyebrows.

The room was full of melancholy, his figure was upright, and everything was there, but it seemed that from his eyes as deep as ink, you could never get a glimpse of his heart. The beauties all exclaimed, this man is the best person to sleep with.

It's better not to have contact with your partner, but under the bed.

In the midst of boredom, today's exercise is over. The people in Switzerland invited all the non-commissioned officers to go to a particularly famous restaurant in Zurich to taste the best venison loin, which was paired with Tuscan red wine. The non-commissioned officers were very happy, but only Fu

Ling Zhi calmly said sorry, then went to the smoking area and came back after a long time.

Sitting at the table is boring. Nordic table manners are completely different from those in China. They never hold their necks to drink and pour it down. They like to taste. Similarly, influenced by French restaurant etiquette, the serving procedure is extremely cumbersome.

Cold dishes, hot dishes, desserts.

Fu Lingzhi sat slantedly, with his legs crossed under the long cloth dining table. They were probably too long. He accidentally bumped into the lady at the opposite table. Her curly hair like instant noodles did not match her deep facial features, but

Out of politeness, Fu Lingzhi smiled, not daring to smile too aggressively, lest the lady misunderstand that in these countries, some body language would be regarded as an invitation.

Three hours later, the long and complicated meal was finally finished. The plates in front of Fu Lingzhi's table were barely touched. He noticed that a man in military uniform diagonally opposite the Changxing dining table had gone out three times and was in a hurry.

, came back with a smile on her face, and Fu Lingzhi felt a little envious. Once upon a time, he had been treated like this. Although she was never kind to her, spoke lightly, and was even colder, he was so willing to do so.

It was already 10:30 in the evening when the show ended, and the special car arranged for him was following him, but he was walking aimlessly along the snow-covered street alone in his coat. The neon lights were scattered here and there, and the tram tracks were lonelier than him.

Occasionally, he would pass by one or two couples, hugging each other hand in hand. On the streets of this foreign country, he didn't know where to go. It was as if she was his sail. Without the sail, the ship was destined to drift on the sea forever.

He walked for half an hour, and the low-key and luxurious car followed him for half an hour. He knocked on the door impatiently, and then told the driver in fluent English that he should go back first. But the driver was very polite.

A native of Zurich, the people here mainly speak German and French. Fu Lingzhi argued with him for a long time, but he didn't understand.

Just when he was at a loss what to do, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. The man smiled and spoke to the driver neatly for a while, and then the driver suddenly understood and waved goodbye to Fu Lingzhi with a smile.

Fu Lingzhi frowned intuitively. He looked sideways and saw that it was the man who had sat diagonally across from him three times during the banquet. He had small, blue eyes and a bright smile on his face.

He smiled coldly and distantly, nodded and said hello. The man spoke fluent English, "Hello, I am Lieutenant Daniel."

"Hello." Fu Lingzhi continued to walk forward.

"Are you a senior official in China? I am very interested in this country. My...my girlfriend is from your country." Daniel said with great interest.

I don't know what happened, but Fu Lingzhi suddenly felt his heart beat several beats faster, and his eyelids moved several times unconsciously. He calmed down and asked with clear eyes, "Really?"

Daniel seems to be very innocent. He has a somewhat serious face and is a typical German. Although his English is fluent, he also has a strong German flavor. Fu Lingzhi observed quietly and did not say much. However, this German man was very interested.

He kept asking him what Beijing in China was like, what Chinese women looked like, and even described his girlfriend in a dazzling way. Even a serious and indifferent person like Fu Lingzhi was amused by him.

Two grown men were walking on the street covered with snowflakes. Time passed very quickly. When Fu Lingzhi came back to his senses and looked at his watch, it was already midnight. He was a little embarrassed. He did bring his mobile phone, but he didn't know what happened just now.

For the driver's number, if you want to go back to the government building, you have to ask the boss in Zurich. But it's getting late, and the driver may have fallen asleep. It would be rude to disturb him so abruptly.

When he was worried about this, Daniel seemed to understand it immediately, and politely asked him if he could spend the night at his house. Fu Lingzhi refused without thinking. After refusing, he felt that he was asking for trouble, and it was late at night.

He was unfamiliar with the place, so he could call his subordinates over with an order, but he still found it troublesome, the night was cold, and the air was so cold. After a long time, he agreed.

They enjoyed the car together, and then Daniel drove back and forth, while Fu Lingzhi sat in the passenger seat and took a nap. After twenty minutes of driving, the car stopped.

A very beautiful Nordic-style building, with a white fence surrounded by thick fog under the streetlights, wooden walls, and a corridor surrounded by very simple wooden piles. It is very casual and even a little undisciplined, which is not in line with the taste and habits of the Germans.

"It's not my house, it's my girlfriend's. She likes to be more casual. I'm more rigid."

Fu Lingzhi smiled and followed him. Because it was a little cold, he raised the collar of his coat and covered half of his face, revealing a pair of bottomless black eyes.

Daniel didn't ring the doorbell. Fu Lingzhi thought that he must be a very considerate companion. He lowered his head and thought, and heard the sound of light footsteps coming from inside. He didn't know what was going on. He pricked up his ears uncontrollably. It was so light.

His steps were like walking through the door on butterflies, but I didn’t know who those emotional steps were directed at. Is it him? Or him?
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