"Ten years ago, Lincheng was a city of opportunities, attracting investment here, many opportunities sprouted, land was transformed into economy, commerce, and all of us became the center of this wave of mobility."

He Qiuye said that Lincheng was not such a city originally, but I don't know when it started, in order to become an economically strong city, too many things were sacrificed. And among them is the original peaceful and peaceful life.

Xicheng was the first to be developed, a large amount of land was used as a bargaining chip to attract investment, one after another giant factories like things falling from the sky, coming to the sky over the whole city, thick clouds seem to be able to hear the sound from the factory, only two words.

Make hay.

"If I remember correctly, at that time, Miss He, we were both less than ten years old." Lu Buming said.

"But I will never forget that memory for the rest of my life." This is the deep pain in He Qiuye's heart, and I am afraid it is also the crux of Lin Cheng, such a sparing development has brought a period of economic strength, but this strength only lasted for ten years.

Up to now, Lincheng's economy has long been showing a weak trend - once a development city that was a key commendation, is now shackled to seek the name of development, and it is not even clear what it is developing.

"Isn't that ironic enough?" He Qiuye's side face was a little more crazy. She was one of the first women to settle in Xicheng as a foreman of the construction team - the former foreman. At that time, Xicheng was barren, and the word "development" was like expanding the territory.

He Qiuye's father was one of the first engineering teams to do infrastructure construction, and they followed the contractor out of the countryside, and their main task was to do waterway and pipeline work, which is also the most basic livelihood guarantee for a city.

But it wasn't easy. In fact, there are two voices within Lincheng City, with Dongcheng being the most resistant to this discriminatory development, and a series of issues such as demolition, donations, and even changes involving agricultural land are causing more friction.

Among them, the veteran real estate developers actually grasp the lifeblood of Lin Cheng, and without their consent, moving the land is moving their lifeline. In this layer of contradictions, the "development faction" led by He Qiuye's father decided to secretly replace these old-fashioned diehards.

"What exactly is the substitution you are talking about?" Lu Buming asked.

He Qiuye paused for a while, hesitated for a while, and then twisted Nini and said: "At that time, it was not as good as now, if you want to remove the project, their existence is enough to get in the way." Why do you think they panicked when they saw this annex? What do you think they are afraid of? ”

He Qiuye asked.

"Retribution." Soon, she answered herself. "Ten years ago, they used the last meeting as an excuse to make an appointment with these old stubborns, and the last negotiation was at such a long table, and they ate a mixed meal—at that time, Western food was not popular. I still remember that the taste of the five-color dumplings was sour, as if it was stained with blood. ”

"The agreed location is also an annex, which I found out later. I sneaked there, because I was always indispensable at my father's dinner, so I went with it as a matter of course. Strangely, the adults didn't want me to go that time. ”

In He Qiuye's mind, these deeply buried past events have always been hidden in her heart, and she has never really confided in them for so many years, and today, like this, she actually spoke bluntly to a strange deflated young man, and she herself was a little surprised by this.

But it's also hidden deep in the heart

It's been too long, so I can tell it so eloquently, like a few treasures. Between He Qiuye's eyebrows, the ferocious murderous arrogance was a little less, and there was a little more girlish gentleness between the eyebrows.

But these also quickly disappeared in her hateful pupils, her palms clenched together, and He Qiuye continued: "I finally understand now why I really didn't let me go that day. I guess on the day I died, I won't forget the frightened and almost distracted eyes of my father when I saw my daughter stealing dumplings in the kitchen of the annex - I only felt fear at that time, the kind of fear I felt from the bottom of my heart, like facing a giant beast that could eat it at any time. ”

"What do you see?" Lu Buming asked, although it was not unexpected, He Qiuye's demeanor was still far more crazy than he imagined.

"In every part of these rooms, in every place, in the kitchen closet and in the cupboards, everything I saw—everything — everything that scared me up and down. I saw chopsticks sharpened and thin, sharper than steel needles—these chopsticks were placed side by side with ordinary chopsticks, wrapped in delicate platinum leather clips, and I couldn't see them. ”

He Qiuye blinked, her face became paler and paler, she didn't know who she was talking to, she had never said these words to anyone for a while, and more often buried them in her heart. But fear is not sadness, fear sprouts.

Now, this fear in He Qiuye's heart quickly grew up in the nourishing and treacherous atmosphere, and she was almost dominated by this emotion.

"It's not all. The ceramic and glazed bowls and plates look beautiful at first, but after two or three layers, one or two of them look like sharp frisbees, and if you are not careful, you can cut the skin of your hand. After I knocked over the chopsticks, I saw that there was something unfinished behind the painting. ”

"Just like now." Lu Buming added with emotion.

"It's exactly the same." He Qiuye grabbed the sharp ruler in his hand. "Even this one is exactly the same. This was the ruler I used to use in school at that time, and I loved to draw one thing on the ruler. The scale was also sharpened by me - it was exactly the same. ”

He Qiuye's expression gradually became in a trance, which one of her sides was a deadly weapon, Lu Buming swallowed his saliva, he lowered his body, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Leng Shuang was the same, she didn't listen to much of He Qiuye's words, but every movement in this girl's hand was trying her best to look carefully in her eyes, but her brain was buzzing, and her body was almost difficult to listen to the control of her brain.

He Qiuye glanced at the two of them and continued: "When I went back that day, my whole mind was confused - my father came back very late, although he usually returned late, and he was often discouraged and dusty. ”

He Qiuye's eyes became more and more hollow.

"But that day, I felt special. There's no basis for it, but I always feel that something is wrong, maybe it's my sixth sense, or maybe it's my delusion. But it's such a strange feeling that has persisted since I came back from the annex. Only until my dad comes back. ”

"When he came back, the moment he pushed the door open, the eyes saw me. I remember it very well, yes, he avoided me, and I rarely saw my dad like that. He was very tired that day, he didn't say hello to me or my mother, his whole body was like a walking corpse, dragging that sick body, changing his slippers, coming to the living room, turning on the TV, not listening to his mother's complaints, lighting a cigarette and sitting in the middle, like a stranger. ”

"For the first time, I thought, ah, I don't know him." He Qiuye's two eyes were sickly

Suddenly, the corners of her mouth widened, and when she reached the highest point, her whole face seemed to be cut by her smile.

"Not recognized, scared, afraid. Who is he and why is he here? That day, he refused to make eye contact with my mother and me. This phenomenon continued until the evening, and in the middle of the night, I did not go to bed on time. He Qiuye's eyes began to crawl in a circle of dark red bloodshots.

"I heard a noise outside the room. I slept alone that day, and there was a glimmer of light in the living room. As usual, I lay on the ground, using a towel as a cover, step by step to the living room, he didn't see me, didn't notice me, but he didn't look like my dad at all. ”

"He's retching." He Qiuye said: "That's the kind of ...... What is unlucky, unclean...... Or rather, the expression that only comes when you see that you have finally committed an unforgivable sin. ”

"I just know." He Qiuye paused, and his voice gradually became ethereal and high-pitched, as if he was about to exhaust his last bit of strength from his body.

"I know, he killed someone." He Qiuye's eyes were stupid.

This may be her reasoning, and it is a stupid and terrifying thing to judge one's memories with today's common sense. The stupid thing is that you can't go back to that time and relive your situation and state of mind. The horror is that this judgment will override and overlay your original memory, allowing this gray and bloody atmosphere to continue, and making your guilt and guilt grow day by day.

Lu Buming knew the horror of this feeling.

But He Qiuye was obviously caught in such a predicament. She couldn't convince herself, and she gradually pushed herself deeper into the abyss over and over again in such a mental prison.

In the end, it can only be bottomless. Lu Buming knew that He Qiuye's true heart and thoughts had almost been completely pulled down by this darkness and abyss.

He Qiuye paused again. This time, she paused for a long time. Playing with the sharp weapon in her hand, she said obsessively, "In the end, it will be repaid with blood, and it will be repaid with blood", and her eyes have long lost focus.

"What happened next?" Lu Buming looked at He Qiuye seriously, he knew that if he didn't continue to guide the topic, not only would He Qiuye's madness worsen, but even their own situation would become very dangerous.

"Later?" A glimmer of light flashed in He Qiuye's pupils. But this is by no means a light of hope.

"Then he died, and so did she. They were all dead, without warning, without even a sound, as if they had never existed. The only word I know, and also found from what my dad left behind, is that the word that appears the most often is only one word. ”

Debt. Her mouth was dry and made such a sound, and it didn't seem to be. Lu Buming couldn't remember whether he had really heard this kind of voice, because she was like He Qiuye's last scream, and like a life-threatening wail.

When He Qiuye said these two words, what passed in her mind was not the reflection of her parents, but the scribbled handwriting gradually dyed red by blood, and finally appeared in front of her eyes, the two words were simple, and seemed to be full of hatred.

Or pay off debts.

These two words were like a spell, urging her body to tremble and shake involuntarily, and finally it was mechanically driven, and the blade in her hand pierced through the wind and swung towards the two of them.

At the last moment, a small voice came from behind Leng Shuang.

"Come in."