Under the moonlight

Chapter 150 Let the beautiful memories remain.

"Don't think about that for now. Although those people have the medicine, they haven't had a proper meal for more than a few days since the explosion. I don't think they'll clash with them right now," Zhao Meng said seriously, looking at Xu Ao and Huang Meng, who were filled with worry.

"Hmm, I hope they can understand our intentions," Xu Ao murmured.

Xu Ao then briefly arranged for everyone to disinfect. Everyone was tired, so they went back to their rooms to rest. Today was a day that was both exciting and tiring for them since they arrived here. Chen Che's body had finally recovered. Although he looked much thinner, he was a young man and could recover after a few good meals. Most importantly, they finally delivered the medicine to him.

Although they also faced many difficulties, especially Xu Ao, the word "responsibility" always hung in his heart. His inner goodwill often reminded him of the suffering of those people, but he could not do it all without restraint. He also had to take other things into consideration. His heart was torn into several pieces, and several voices kept echoing in his heart. Finally, after today's events, he was relieved of one of his worries and could then devote himself to his work.

When Huang Meng came in, he was already fast asleep on the bed. Looking at his sleeping face, she wanted to trace his deep eyebrows, high nose, and well-defined chin with her fingers, but she was worried that her movements would wake him up; he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

She sat quietly by his bedside, watching him silently.

After a long time, the light filtering through the curtains had dimmed, and Huang Meng had fallen asleep leaning against the table, one arm hanging down, half of her hair falling loosely and covering most of her face.

Xu Ao was awakened by the sound of footsteps in the corridor. He recognized it as Li Shuo's footsteps and heard them stop at Jiang Ying's door.

Xu Ao slowly sat up, gently stretched his body, and felt much better. He walked to Huang Meng's side, bent down to examine her carefully, and gently picked up a strand of hair and tucked it behind her ear, revealing her delicate sleeping face. Her small mouth was slightly open, and her face was rosy. Xu Ao stared at her for a while, and finally couldn't resist. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her cheek.

When Huang Meng woke up, she found that Xu Ao was gone. A small desk lamp was lit on the table, and his coat was draped over her shoulders. Huang Meng rubbed her arms that had been doing the accounting, stood up, stretched, and drew back the curtains. It was already evening.

The hallway was quiet as he opened the door. Just as he was about to knock on Jiang Ying's door, Zhao Meng opened it and came out. "You're awake. Xu Ao said you were asleep, so he didn't wake you. They're already in the office upstairs. Do you want to come up with us?"

"okay."

Zhao Meng gave Huang Meng a faint smile and walked ahead, saying, "You should be relieved now. They said Yuri and Lin Hanshuang are both fine."

"Yes, I came here for them, and I can't care about anything else."

"Isn't it for Xu Ao's sake?" Zhao Meng retorted, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"I guess so, but I know him. He'll definitely be able to handle things. He's a responsible person. It's just that because he's too responsible, I'm worried that he won't be able to do much for Yuri and the others in order to prioritize the bigger picture."

"It seems you really know him. If we hadn't figured things out step by step, he probably wouldn't have sent the medicine in so easily."

"Yes, his priority is to ensure the safety of the embassy; everything else is secondary."

"Yes, but he really has it tough. He's really capable." Zhao Meng lowered his head sadly. Working with Xu Ao this time, he gradually understood why Huang Meng was attracted to him. Even he, a grown man, deeply admired the spirit he possessed. It is said that even heroes cannot resist the charms of beautiful women, so how can beautiful women not love heroes?

"Huang Meng, I'm sorry, this apology is for you and for me. I'm sorry I didn't seize the opportunity when we were young, and I'm sorry I suddenly appeared in your life and disturbed you." Zhao Meng stopped and looked at Huang Meng earnestly, saying, "I've thought a lot these past few days. Sometimes, we are trapped by our own obsessions, always thinking that we caused the current situation, always unwilling to accept it and trying to change the outcome. But cause and effect are never in our control, and the missed opportunities in our youth are our result."

"Yes, I understand. Just like that day when I looked at the young friend sitting across from me, I suddenly realized that some people and things are destined to be passersby in our lives. Let those simple and beautiful things remain in our hearts."

"Well, let's go."

Zhao Meng watched Huang Meng's smiling face, then stepped forward, with Huang Meng following behind, her steps light and quick.