pupil mirror

It takes more than 40 minutes to drive from downtown Wuzhou to Qingshui.In less than an hour, it is like a natural time light belt, and you can clearly feel the changes in Wuzhou in the past 20 years.From row upon row to shantytowns everywhere, from the endless stream to the small roads, it is just a moment to cross the signposts of the "Qingshui District" under the luxuriant grass.

If a person is born to be forgotten, then he may have no name, no surname, no household registration, and no identity.

But if a region is forgotten, countless things can grow.

In such a small place as Qingshui, due to the forgetfulness of the past 20 years, countless dark corners have been turned into the mezzanine, wrapped in greed and delusions, and the backwardness and disorder have woven a large web that goes back and forth. Isolating the prosperity of Wuzhou outside, accumulated chronic diseases and rotted into the mud.

Yuanhong suddenly fell from the sky, making Lu Zhiyao feel that there is a sharp blade, and the sword is about to cut a bloody opening in Qingshui District with a "shua" sword.

The second time Lu Zhiyao set foot on the ground in Qingshui District, he felt really uncomfortable, and his eyes were still sore.

The dilapidated hardware stores, small workshops and car repair shops meander along the road, flat and low simple houses can be seen everywhere, and construction waste is randomly piled up on the side of the main road. Gray dust.

Halfway through the drive, a huge drop of rain hit the car window unscrupulously and splashed into irregular shapes. Hula, the driver turned on the wiper and mercilessly wiped away the drop of liquid that blocked the view. The next second, it scattered in all directions. The automatic wiper was caught off guard by the sudden rain, and it swayed from side to side. Lu Zhiyao was dazzled and let out a "tsk" in displeasure.

On the back seat of the car, Qian Xiaoding saw that Lu Zhiyao was rubbing his eyes, so he quickly handed him some eye drops.

"Secretary Qian, you are going to do two things today." Lu Zhiyao raised his head, tried to control his shaking hands, and tried to apply eye drops.

"I'll write it down in a notebook, Mr. Lu, tell me!"

Ding, your little angel is online.

"You go to the Land and Resources Bureau in the district. I've arranged for an acquaintance to take you to find out what's wrong with the 'past and present' of our land, which led to the fact that the land is allocated and it's still a third-class industrial land." Lu Zhiyao closed his eyes. Eyedrops dripped down his eyes, and he frowned tightly.

"Okay! One more thing?"

"Do you know the Three Treasures of Light Water?"

Qian Xiaoding shook his head.

Lu Zhiyao covered his eyes with his hands: "Gao Liji Sauce Meat, Wool Blanket from Jiuxin Factory, and Huangji Yellow Beef Noodles!"

"Huang Ji Huang?" Qian Xiaoding repeated.

"It's fucking Huang Ji! Yellow beef noodles!" Lu Zhiyao wanted to poke his eyes, "Go and find the address, we'll eat it tonight."

"Don't you eat buffet at the hotel?"

"Is the buffet delicious?"

Secretary Qian stared like copper bells, as if he had heard the rare truth at the end of this world, and hurriedly jotted it down in his small notebook.

As long as Lu Zhiyao is irritable, there is only a bowl of hot and fragrant noodles that can make him calm and peaceful.Just like his hobby of washing hair, it will always be a mystery.

After putting down Qian Xiaoding, Lu Zhiyao came alone to the land he took over. The house was still half built, and there was no progress compared with his last visit.He stood on the construction site where the accident happened. The glass and the pile of construction waste had already been cleaned up. At this moment, the project was temporarily suspended and fell into silence. The rain kept coming, and the sound of dripping seepage could be heard clearly, and the exposed steel bars showed a stubborn coldness that repelled people thousands of miles away in a gray earth.

Lu Zhiyao has been wondering in his heart. According to the locals, this land used to be the original site of a paper mill, and that factory was relocated more than 20 years ago. However, the nature of the land has not been resolved for so many years. Then why did this land have been building commercial housing at the beginning? This is because the residential property certificate cannot be obtained, and the government is quite secretive about this land. When it comes to this land, all relevant departments can't wait to avoid it.

Lu Zhiyao has never been a person who gives up halfway. Now that he has taken it down, he wants to bring these houses under construction back to life, but at this moment he feels deeply powerless like never before.

What lingered in his mind was more important than these, why this piece of land had been in his hands for more than [-] years, and what Cao Wanhong meant to him.Lu Zhiyao faintly felt that this suddenly seemed like a conspiracy. He didn't know how bloody flesh and bones would be inside after opening this dilapidated skin, or he didn't know whether he should open it at all.

Lu Zhiyao felt himself trapped in a vortex, watching the commercial building in front of him start to rotate continuously, his eyes began to turn sore again.

In the evening, there was a long queue outside Huangji Yellow Beef Noodle Shop.

"If you are asked to find the address, you just look for the address. Don't you know that you have to line up first!" Lu Zhiyao slapped Qian Xiaoding's head with a scalp, "It's going to rain again this day, and I hate getting my hair wet Already!"

"President Lu..." Qian Xiaoding rubbed his head, and said aggrievedly, "I came out from there quite late, and there was already a queue when I came."

"Huang Ji Huang" is a very small store. The people at the front and back tables can't wait to squeeze each other to play fencing with their tailbone back to back. Because there are too many customers, the boss set up a simple red, white and blue plastic shed at the entrance of the store. A few more tables were set up, but at this meal time, Young Master Lu could only wait in the line with his arms folded in an extremely impatient posture.

"What happened to the matter that asked you to check?"

"Mr. Lu, the files on this land have been sealed up 20 years ago. It is said that no one can read them without special orders."

"Can't find the earliest buyer and the transaction contract at that time?"

"Yes."

The uneasiness in Lu Zhiyao's heart was gradually magnified by the damp and cold covering his whole body.

At this moment, a few drops of water appeared in front of Lu Zhiyao's goggles, and a few seconds later a downpour fell without warning.

"Fuck!" Lu Zhiyao jumped and hid in the simple shed in front of the store, but his hair was still wet despite his quick reaction.

Wet hair is the highlight of Lu Zhiyao's life.

Just when he was in an extremely bad mood and was about to vent his anger on Qian Xiaoding, a thick and magnetic male voice came into Lu Zhiyao's ears again.

"Lu Zhiyao!"

Lu Zhiyao followed his reputation, and it was indeed him.

It was obviously raining outside the simple plastic shed, and the sky and the earth were gray, but Lu Zhiyao saw the white sky of Fenghaoxuewu the moment he saw it for a long time.

After a long time, he waved to Lu Zhiyao.

"It's been a long time before I'm sure it's you guys. Let's sit together." After a long time, he greeted Lu Zhiyao and Qian Xiaoding to squeeze on the table with him, and police officer Zhao was with him.

Lu Zhiyao shook his head after sitting down, he was sitting on the edge of the plastic shed support, dripping water was dripping down his forehead, Lu Zhiyao frowned and wanted to wipe his hair but he didn't want to touch his hair.

Standing up for a long time: "Come on, I'll change places with you, we're all wet."

Lu Zhiyao grabbed his hand and pressed him on the seat: "Don't, don't you have to get wet when you come here, I'm fine." Lu Zhiyao turned his head and repeated softly to Qian Xiaoding, "I, fine!"

Qian Xiaoding's innocent eyes widened instantly, he put down his chopsticks and stood up, changing places with Lu Zhiyao.Secretary Qian was in so much pain, didn't she say she was fine!Mr. Lu is really sentimental and sentimental, changing rapidly, so difficult to understand.

"Captain Xu, why is it so coincident that you are also in Qingshui?" Lu Zhiyao sipped his empty chopsticks and waited for noodles.

"Come to investigate something." Jiu Jiu said lightly.

Lu Zhiyao looked around, leaned over his head and asked softly, "Is it related to Shen Li's case?"

I looked at him for a long time, but didn't speak.

Piping hot food seems to be more delicious when paired with a cold and rainy day.

The fresh and tender yellow beef was boiled in seconds, and the secret soup was extremely fragrant. The instant the noodles were served, they were steaming hot, dyeing Lu Zhiyao's goggles white.Lu Zhiyao reluctantly took off his glasses and wiped them, and sniffed involuntarily, the smell was unbearable.Lu Zhiyao picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so hot that it simmered in his mouth for a long time, unwilling to spit it out, and swallowed it.

While eating the noodles, Lu Zhiyao squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time. He was snoring and eating deliciously next to him. He was steaming hot and turned around for a long time. Lu Zhiyao looked at him in a daze, mouth The savory and meaty smell seems to give birth to a taste other than the taste.

When leaving, Qian Xiaoding felt that he had washed his hair twice, and it was a pity that he did not take the shampoo with him.The four of them stood on the edge of the shed for a long time watching the pouring rain.

None of the four men had an umbrella.

……

"Qian Xiaoding, go and drive the car over here." Lu Zhiyao regretted sending the driver back early, his wet hair had already made him on the verge of going crazy.Secretary Qian closed her eyes and stomped her feet into the rain.

"Captain Xu, where do you live, I will give you a ride."

He looked at the sky for a long time: "Okay, thank you then."

"Tsk, Team Xu, your standards for official business trips are a bit too low." Lu Zhiyao looked up at the hotel where they stayed for a long time. There are still one or two decent hotels in such a dilapidated place like Qingshui District, but The one in front of me really looks like a guest house in the last century.

"It's definitely not comparable to your young master. Don't pay attention to these things. Thank you, Mr. Lu. Goodbye." After a long time of greeting, Zhao Yi turned and walked up the steps.

Lu Zhiyao looked at the straight and unrestrained back for a long time, and from some corner, there was some sourness, some unpleasant reluctance.

After watching his back disappear for a long time in the lobby of the "guest house", Lu Zhiyao tilted his head and gave Qian Xiaoding a seductive smile: "Secretary Qian, follow Mr. Lu and go through fire and water?"

Qian Xiaoding sacrificed his face.jpg: "That must be done!"

"Okay, let's go, ask if there are any available rooms." Lu Zhiyao kicked Qian Xiaoding to the front desk.

clang!Wow!

"Fuck me!"

Half an hour later, in the "guest house" in Qingshui District, Lu Zhiyao's swearing sounded again, accompanied by the sound of the washbasin falling onto the floor and splashing water all over the floor.

This "guest house" is really a bit out of date.

Not to mention the outdated facilities, and the shower head could not be removed. Lu Zhiyao finally found a washbasin and asked Qian Xiaoding to take hot water to wash his hair. Qian Xiaoding just pushed Mr. Lu's head in clumsily. The washbasin was overturned first.The washbasin fell on the floor tiles and turned in a circle before stopping. The sound of rattling could be heard in the whole corridor - the sound insulation of this place is so poor.

Just as Lu Zhiyao was about to execute Qian Xiaoding on the spot with his half-wet hair, he knocked on his door for a long time.

"The shower head in my place can be removed, why don't you come to my room to wash it." Lu Zhiyao, who looked at the mess for a long time, couldn't hold back his laughter.

Lu Zhiyao came to his room with Jiu Jiu, and leaned against the wall in embarrassment.

"I...I'll call Secretary Qian." Lu Zhiyao turned to leave.

"Are you afraid of getting water in your eyes? I'll wash it for you." Jiu Jiu rolled up his sleeves and pushed him into the bathroom.

It wasn't until Lu Zhiyao was sitting by the shower room, with hot steam flowing over his goggles, that he realized in a daze that it was a long time standing by his side.

In Lu Zhiyao's disabled life of relying on others to wash his hair for more than 20 years, the person who washes his hair, whether it is a relative, servant, or lover, is like the other hand helping him to solve a certain physical defect. He loathes the process of washing his hair.

But at this time, when the warm water slashed across his scalp, together with the warm body temperature of Jiujiu's hands, his heart was ablaze. There is a slight numb friction feeling on the scalp.

After a long time, he was proficient in washing people's hair, and the water was well controlled so that it didn't enter Lu Zhiyao's eyes. It seems that he washes people's hair often.

Jiu Jiu: "How is it? My technique is okay? My mother is not in good health, and I often wash her hair."

Lu Zhiyao felt that Jiu Jiu's hands were gently rubbing his hair: "Actually, I didn't ask others to help me wash it because of my eye problems."

Looking at the obedient Lu Zhiyao with his head bowed for a long time: "Huh? Why is that?"

"I... I dare not wash it myself." Lu Zhiyao, who hated washing his hair, wished for the first time that the process would be longer today, and kept shaking his hair from side to side against the hands he had been rubbing for a long time.

I was a little surprised by this answer for a long time.

After washing, throw him a towel.

Lu Zhiyao was a little embarrassed holding the towel: "Well... can you wipe it for me? I don't touch wet hair."

"What!? I thought you couldn't wash your hair because of your weak eyes. Then I thought you might have a weak hand. Now I know, you're a brainless!" After a long time, he pulled the towel and pushed him to the edge of the bed.

Lu Zhiyao snorted for a long time with a towel on Lu Zhiyao's shiny wet hair, Lu Zhiyao shook his head and laughed out of it.

Lu Zhiyao's smile is sincere and pure like a child, or in other words, he is a child when he smiles.After staring at the smile on his mouth for a long time, he was a little dazed for a moment, and the towel in his hand stopped unconsciously.

"I, I'll do it myself." Lu Zhiyao raised his fingers and picked up a wet towel to cover his hair in disgust, wiped it symbolically a few times, and then threw it away, "Captain Xu, so you can tell me now why today You have condescended to be my hair-washing worker?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, bowed his head and remained silent for a while, crossing his fingers on his knees: "You...you said you saw me in Shen Li's eyes, can you tell me what it looks like?"

Lu Zhiyao suddenly became interested, knelt on the bed with one foot, leaned closer for a long time, and asked softly, "How are you and Shen Li doing?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes for a long time, which Lu Zhiyao keenly caught.

Jiu Jiu: "No..."

This time it was Lu Zhiyao's turn to be surprised: "Then why are you like a ghost in her eyes, showing up every day?"

"What do you see of me?" Jiu Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, in the dark room, his eyes were shining brightly.

It was a picture that Lu Zhiyao could only describe in his head. When he was a boy, Jiu Jiu walked towards him in the snowstorm, brushing the hair on his forehead lightly, showing a smile that made people lost.

After listening to Lu Zhiyao's description for a long time, he sighed, walked to the window, and looked at the quiet night in Qingshui.

Lu Zhiyao: "Captain Xu, you are here to investigate Shen Li's affairs, right?"

Jiu Jiu: "Yes."

"Can you tell me?" Lu Zhiyao asked sincerely

Lit a cigarette by the window for a long time: "Theoretically speaking, no."

The smoke ring at the window drifted slowly, being swept into the night by a passing wet wind.

Lu Zhiyao: "You don't think I'm a murderer, thinking you're going to get close to you, right? I was half-blind when she died, and I didn't move at the hospital. You can go and investigate."

Turning to look at him in a daze for a long time, a voice came out of my heart unconsciously:

This may be the only chance to get close to Yuanhong Group.