I gently hugged Lu Yuxin in my arms, feeling the helplessness in her heart, I don't know why, my heart is very calm, I can understand Lu Yuxin's pressure, and I can understand everything Lu Quanming does, is there a right or wrong for this kind of thing? I am a bystander, thinking from the perspective of any person, they all have reasons for doing this, but the means used are different.

Lu Yuxin stayed in my arms for about three minutes, it was a mobile phone ringtone that broke the silence, she raised her head and glanced at the phone screen, and said to me: "Don't think too much silently, you just do your job well, you don't have to take this matter to heart, I'm going to be busy." ”

"Uh-" I agreed, "I'll try to do better." ”

Lu Yuxin left me a faint smile, then took the mobile phone and turned around and walked out of my office, I looked at the closed door, and suddenly realized that I am an overrational person, why do I say that? Because when I analyze human nature, I will analyze it from different angles, just like when Lu Yuxin evaluates Lu Quanming, she always carries her own emotions, including when Lu Yuhao says, it is also the same.

But I see Lu Quanming from another angle, I can understand his intentions in everything he does, and if it were me, I would do the same. Maybe he is not as skilled in means.

At half past five, I left the company and squeezed the bus home, sat on the bus and swiped the circle of friends, and saw Cheng Jia post a news, the photo content is the back of Jing Yao walking into the airport security check, and the text he sent was: I will wait for you to come back in the same place.

At this moment, I realized that Jing Yao and Li Rui had left Kunming to go to Italy, and suddenly ...... The bus braked very suddenly, and then the whole car screamed, everyone staggered and cursed, and the people in front shouted: "Hit someone...... Hit someone......"

After the bus driver stopped the door, he opened the door to check, and the passengers who had good things in front were curious, and when the bus driver got off, he pressed the door button of the bus, and the passengers in the car went down one after another, and went down to see the excitement.

I also followed the crowd to get off the bus, and when I came to the bus, I saw a man dressed as a migrant worker being knocked to the ground, his head hit the ground, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, in addition to blood, there was also a white **...... The battery car fell to the side, and his body was still pumping. Someone in the crowd said, "Are you dead?"

"This a** is out!"

"Who's going to take a look, is this still saved?"

"Are you going? Don't move, maybe your family will slander you because of your move. This ** is out, and it is estimated that it is hopeless. ”

Everyone is talking about it, I am also trying to squeeze forward, the bus driver is dialing with a phone, I don't know whether to call 110 or 112, others are surrounding the scene, no one dares to move the injured at all, I stopped and looked at it a few times, I didn't dare to move forward at all, the picture is a bit bloody and unacceptable. In fact, everyone can see that this person is no longer hopeless, the body twitching is completely because of the instinctive reaction of nerves and muscles, this process lasted about a minute or so, the twitching gradually stopped, the people around still did not disperse, and there were people holding mobile phones taking pictures, talking one after another, all watching the excitement.

Just when everyone was talking, a woman in a white trench coat walked into the crowd, she took off the white trench coat she was wearing and covered the body of the deceased, I inadvertently saw a logo on the lining of her clothes, the logo I am familiar with, is "Jin Nian". Jinnian's clothes are lined with logos, so I saw it the moment she undressed.

The woman in her thirties is close to forty years old, she is particularly temperamental, she squatted down and put her trench coat on the deceased, and then got up to leave, walking so easily and calmly, without the slightest intention of showing, her back ......

Her back seems to be familiar, and she is particularly impressive, I must have seen it somewhere, and the people around me didn't know who this woman was, but they naturally got out of the way and made a way for her......

That back...... I must have seen it somewhere...... And the impression is still very deep, but I really can't recognize who her face is, and looking for this face in my memory, it is a blank again. That face is not very beautiful, at least it can't be compared with Lu Yuxin and Jing Yao, but it is more mature and elegant than Lu Yuxin and Jing Yao, including her squatting down to cover the deceased with her own clothes, all of which are very elegant and not pretentious. But I can't remember the face clearly, and at the same time I feel so familiar with the background......

Suddenly, a painting appeared in my mind, the one that Lao Zhou hung on the first floor of the bar...... It is the largest painting in the whole bar, the back of a woman, walking on the bluestone pavement, all the way to the direction of the sunset, in the distance, the sunset fell a crimson ......

I squeezed out of the crowd and chased after her, she didn't go fast, I chased after me for less than two minutes before catching up, blocking in front of her and saying, "Wait a minute." ”

She was walking with her head down, and when she noticed that she was suddenly stopped, she was not afraid or annoyed, but looked at me very calmly and said, "Hello, is there something wrong?"

"Uh......" I looked at her and found myself a little speechless, and stammered, "I...... I've seen you...... The back...... Wrong...... Portrait ......"

A smile rose at the corner of the woman's mouth, this smile did not mean mockery, but gave people a very warm feeling, and she opened her mouth to say to me, "You recognize the wrong person, right?"

"No, it won't. I said to her, "I look at your back dozens of times a day, how can I admit that I am wrong? You must be her." ”

"Who?"

"You ......" I scratched my head a little anxiously, what should I say?, "Do you know Lao Zhou?" I can only ask, "Lao Zhou painted your background in oil paint and hung it in the bar. ”

The woman still smiled and shook her head, and whispered, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Do you know Lao Zhou?" I added, "I opened a bar in Guandu Ancient Town." ”

A trace of panic flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said to me: "I'm sorry, I think you recognized the wrong person, I still have something, goodbye." ”

After speaking, the woman left in a hurry, I looked at her back and wanted to catch up and ask a word or two, but I didn't know what to say when I went up, I took a taxi and went straight to Guandu Ancient Town, and returned to the bar to throw one thing is to find Lao Zhou, he was sitting by the small pool behind the bar drinking tea, and Bubu was lying on the ground and looked particularly leisurely.

I rushed to Lao Zhou's side and said breathlessly: "I saw her, Lao Zhou, I saw her." ”

"Who" Lao Zhou asked casually, "Who did you see and excited you like this?"

"She ......," I pointed to the inside of the bar and said to Lao Zhou, "It's the woman in the portrait." ”