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Chapter 39

Tongxi Building is on the right track, with a general manager in charge, Lu Anze only comes here for dinner parties and weekly meetings, and is usually busy with chain restaurants and pig farms.

When he came back from a business trip, he directly invited the owner of the supermarket and the owner of the logistics company to have dinner together, and planned to drive home by himself after the meal.Sitting in the car, he saw Yu Lanlan coming out of the back door of the restaurant from a distance.She has lost a lot of weight, and her figure looks slender. Her short, chestnut-colored hair is neatly trimmed and there are no broken hairs that escaped. She has removed her frame glasses, and her pair of affectionate eyes look even warmer.

A tall and strong young man waiting at the door saw Yu Lanlan coming out, and went up to help her carry her bag with a smile on his face. The two walked side by side to a black Nissan.The young man opened the car door for Yu Lanlan. Yu Lanlan glanced at the Mercedes-Benz, then lowered her head and got into the passenger seat.

It has been four months since he received the love letter. In his unresponsive indifference, Yu Lanlan saw his own ordinaryness.So she agreed to the pursuit of a man who was as ordinary as her, and began to talk about an ordinary love.

After the Nissan car drove away, Lu Anze got out of the car, went back to his office and dug out the love letter again, stood by the bookshelf and read it again, the childish and strong font was as full of vitality as her master, vividly in Lu Anze's eyes.

Read this letter for the last time and never read it again.

Lu Anze took back the letter, amused by his behavior.Outside of work he feels a little confused.

It was just ten o'clock at this time. Lai Chuan went to Hong Kong yesterday and was not in City C recently.Boss Lu simply stayed in the office for a while, cleaned and tidied all his drawers, and then carefully wiped the leaves of broad-leaved plants and the small dirt on the flower pots with a paper towel dipped in water.This person is worse than Lai Chuan's cleanliness.

Just as he was getting absorbed, the phone rang. He thought it was Lai Chuan, but when he took the phone, he saw that it was an unmarked number.He remembered the number and hung up.

Not long after, a text message came: Your video is here.

Then the same number came on again, blinking.

Lu Anze went to lock the office door, returned to the desk and pressed the answer button:

"Ah."

"Want to chat with me?" Yao Feng asked over there, he was in his office in Chuancheng, City C.

"What video?" Lu Anze asked, feeling uncomfortable in his chest.

"What do you say?"

"Where did you get my number?"

"I asked your sister for it. Isn't there your sister's number in your video? That piece of paper?"

"What do you want?" Lu Anze asked slowly, and Ansheng's long-awaited stomach began to hurt again.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to catch up with old friends."

Lu Anze tried to concentrate and thought for a while, and said, "Okay, where do you live? I'll go to your house and talk to you." He thought about taking someone there to raid his house, finding a USB flash drive and destroying it, and by the way, let Director Yao Feng Point of memory.

"My family won't invite you. How about I open a room in Chuancheng?" Yao Feng is a smart man.

"I think it's better to go to your house." Lu Anze stepped on the lid of the trash can, threw the tissue in his hand, and sat down on his chair.

"Why don't you...do you still remember Mr. Wu? It's that fat man who used to open a suite to play cards. Every time after playing cards, he would ask you to go to the room to have a party... He is also here recently, developing Real estate, he still misses you. If I know you are also in City C, I will be very happy, and I will ask him to open a box for us to have a muse gathering at night?"

When Yao Feng said, "That's the one...", Lu Anze put down the phone and put it on the table. He found an open pack of cigarettes from the drawer, and lit one.After the buzzing on the other end of the phone stopped, he picked up the phone again and asked, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Aze, I told you, it's nothing but to open a room to catch up with you."

Lu Anze took two puffs of his cigarette: "You transferred to Chuancheng here? Are you still doing it?"

"Hmph, come here, let's sit and talk. Have you watched the video yourself? I often watch it, and I really like it."

Of course Lu Anze didn't read it. When Qi Li gave him the USB flash drive, he didn't even dare to take it to the Internet cafe to delete the files, so he could only use the most primitive method to destroy the USB flash drive.

After a pause, he said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll stab you with a knife?" He was thinking which knife is more convenient to carry in the back kitchen.

Yao Feng laughed twice and said: "I have 50 copies. You stabbed me and the police went to my house and found them for you. Your sister will definitely see them. Do you want to try it? Mr. Lu?" He Recently, she hooked up with a female leader of an industrial and commercial office, and used her mobile phone number to find out all the businesses registered by Lu Anze.Interested in both people and money now.After a pause, there was no sound from the other party, and he said again: "Also, I also put a copy with a girlfriend. If something happens to me, she will promote it to you immediately. You will definitely become popular."

While smoking a cigarette, Lu Anze listened to Yao Feng brag about his despicableness, the hand holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably.After listening, he asked: "How much do you want?" He has invested all his funds in the business, but if he borrows money, he should be able to make up 500 million in the short term.

Yao Feng said: "Don't worry, I told you, today I mainly want to get together with you." Only he could say such an obscene sentence.

After hearing this, Lu Anze hung up the phone, sat down and finished smoking a cigarette, extinguished it, took out a tissue from the wooden tissue box, stood up, dipped some water from the water sprayer and continued to wipe the green plants.

Lai Chuan is right, he is a cowardly person who cannot face and solve his own problems.He also doesn't know how to solve his problems.He'd probably go crazy if he took the time to think about it, so he just pulled away from it and did something else.

After cleaning the office thoroughly, when I got home, the house without Lai Chuan seemed empty.

Lu Anze sat on the sofa, which he bought when he first moved here, and it has been two years.The log base, sponge cushions, and off-white sofa covers are dry-cleaned once a week, with a fragrance of detergent.

He was barefoot, hugged his legs and curled up on the side of the sofa, sitting quietly.

When he was a child, there was no sofa at home, only a set of small tables "built by his grandfather when he was young" and four small horse stools.He sat on such a small mat since he was a child, and when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he still sat on such a small mat when his legs grew longer.

Once in the school library, he saw a photo of an urban family in an English magazine. In the photo, there was a long, soft chair, and he was particularly envious.Later, I realized that it was called a sofa, and I thought that I must have a sofa at home in the future.

Now that he has a sofa, he misses the pony stool in his hometown very much. He really wants to go back to that time when he was at home with his grandma and sister eating porridge and eating steamed buns around a small table; he wants to go back to curling up with his sister When the legs are doing homework.

Can I go back?

People's thoughts are always turning over at night, and this is the terrible thing about not being able to sleep.All memories are fleeing outward.The crawling details spread out in front of my eyes, and I couldn't avoid them at all.

Lu Anze answered Yao Feng's call today, and the memory about the video began to leak out at this moment.

It has been many years, and he was taken to an office after eight o'clock that night, which was a bit like a small meeting room in a police station.It was the kind of small living room that Director Luo took Shao Qian to when his accident happened - there was a black leather sofa, a coffee table, a wooden desk, two chairs, and a few people he didn't know. The man held up the camera to shoot at him.

First let him sit on the sofa, hand over the paper with his sister's phone number and home address written on it, and let him hold it on his chest and say it to the camera: I voluntarily shot the following video.

Then a man with a green snake tattooed on his arm asked him: Have you ever bloomed?

He nodded.A few hours ago the company had sold all his first packages to an old Japanese gentleman who lived in the 2606 senior suite of the hotel.The old man loved kissing so much that he had a serious physical resistance to kissing from his first kiss.

The voice said unsurprisingly: "Well. Simply put, you will mainly use two places for work in the future. Do you know which two places..."

I talked to him about theoretical knowledge and basic operation methods for more than ten minutes.

Then there is the practical part.

The camera kept shooting at him, and he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-olds are at their most self-respecting and sensitive, and this shooting is equivalent to a Ling Chi.

It was a 16-minute lingering attack by a group of people on the self-esteem and shame of 103-year-old Lu Anze.

This video must never be seen by anyone.

He thought that Yao Feng would not be so mad that he would show the video to others.

He got up and went to look for cigarettes on the window sill, but he couldn't find them, so he went to the room to look for them.Lai Chuan hid the cigarettes and lighters and couldn't find them.

He forgot to turn on the air conditioner at home, and the heat at the end of August made him drenched with sweat.He went back to the living room and sat on the chair by the window. He didn't smoke at this time and felt that he couldn't catch his breath.

He remembered that it was November [-]st in City G, a southern city, and it was still hot in November even wearing a long-sleeved shirt.

After shooting the video, he came out of the office with his bank card.He felt sticky all over his body and legs, and the smell was bad.

At that time, he was still living in the dormitory for the kitchen staff, eight people in a single room.It is impossible to go to the collective bathroom to take a shower.

He stood on the road not knowing what to do.

I stood there blankly for a while, thinking of a small lake in the park, so I went there in a daze, and found that the gate of the park was closed.He walked around the path by the wall for a while, saw a small hotel by the side of the branch road, and went in to open a room to take a bath. The proprietress, in her 30s, was behind the bar counter helping her children with their homework. She looked up and saw that he was standing far away and didn’t come over. She didn’t even know that the buttons on his clothes were crooked for such a big boy, thinking that he had a problem with his IQ.Ask him: "Have you brought your ID card?"

He shook his head.

"I need an ID card to open a room. Are you 16 years old?" the proprietress asked.

He turned around and walked slowly back to the dormitory to get his ID card and clothes.Along the way, try to avoid people as far as possible, for fear that people will smell him.

Back in this small hotel, I lowered my head and asked the proprietress to open the cheapest single room, brushed my teeth vigorously several times in the small bathroom, took a shower twice, and changed into clean clothes.Then I tied up the clothes I was wearing before and took them out with a plastic bag, and found a trash can in a remote place and threw them away.

Lu Anze recalled that he must have been out of his mind since that day.No matter how many times I take a shower, I can still smell that disgusting smell on my body.On the one hand, he knew that it was impossible to keep this smell on his body all the time, and on the other hand, he could actually smell it himself.

It's like his sister has worked as a knitter for several years, and the texture of her fingers has been stained with an indelible brown by the material.He felt that he, too, had been impregnated with something that couldn't be washed off.

He couldn't figure out why someone like Lai Chuan wanted to be with him.No one in this world would want to be with someone like him.

He misses Lai Chuan a little bit.

I wonder where he hides his cigarettes.

The author has something to say: 30, one meal for Lai Chuan, half the life of his roommate.