"In the name of love, I'm looking for the peach blossoms that bloom in winter!"

"Why! Are there peach blossoms blooming in winter? ”

"This is precious, if you are lucky enough to find one, it will be one in ten thousand, this must be the most delicate flower in the world."

"Why not look for it in the spring? Spring is full of flowers! ”

"Although the spring is purple and red, it is all rouge and vulgar powder. And I only need one, and it is enough to take care of it with a lifetime of hard work! ”

"Giggles! Little man, then you say, sister, what kind of flower am I! ”

"Sister Huang Li is a rose, cold and charming, fragrant and elegant, a man will be fascinated by you. But the roses are delicate, they can't withstand the wind and rain, they break when they are touched, and they need to be pity! ”

……

This morning's wind was very light and soft, and there was a bleak figure walking along the river.

"Sister Huang Li!" Wu Zhiyuan was roaring in his heart, constantly shouting this long-dusted name.

All kinds of Chongqing cities poured into my heart.

Wu Zhiyuan is in pain!

Once upon a time, there was a woman, demure and elegant, in a middle-aged and elderly bar, singing, there was a beautiful woman, on the water side.

Once upon a time, he held her hand, strolling along the banks of the Yangtze River in the vast dark night, and she said that she hoped he would always remember her.

Once upon a time, on a confused night, his hand caressed her skin, but only left the gentleness of the middle night. He said he was leaving, he was going to find someone.

……

She died, covered in blood, died in her arms, before she died, she said: How thin her life is, and her flowers are easy to wither, but she is satisfied, because she really made him remember her forever!

Since then, the smile she left behind has been in his heart for a lifetime.

"Am I really a scourge? Whoever touches me is unlucky! ”

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but ask himself, in fact, this is not the first time, since Chen Xi's disappearance and Huang Li's death, he has been spending time in remorse and repentance.

There is no doubt that Tang Feng's words, every word, touched the most fragile nerve in his heart, he was very strong in front of Tang Feng, in fact, his heart was already on the verge of going berserk.

Huang Li's death is the pain of his life, how can he let go?

He looked for Tang Feng, originally to make things difficult, he wanted to find out Tang Feng's identity, figure out whether he was a god or a ghost, and in the end, he got the answer, but like a deserter, he left there.

He was afraid of him, he couldn't help it, and he shot Tang Feng with one shot!

Wu Zhiyuan walked in a hurry, and for a while, he didn't know where he was going.

"Well, there is no way out!" Wu Zhiyuan laughed miserably, and he lit a cigarette.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone on his face, and he suddenly felt very dazzling.

He then extinguished his cigarette.

"I've truly become a lonely ghost! The sun is out, but it's not adaptable! Wu Zhiyuan laughed at himself and prepared to go north.

"Why does the little brother keep hesitating and sighing?" At this moment, a lazy voice came into Wu Zhiyuan's ears.

Wu Zhiyuan looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to find that a few meters away from him, on a bench, there was a middle-aged man looking at him with a smile.

In front of the middle-aged man, there was a red cloth, and on the red cloth, there was a Tai Chi Bagua diagram.

"Another pretend!" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at him, ignored it, and walked forward.

He still remembers that when he first arrived in Wucheng, he also met a fortune teller, who was named Chu Xiong.

For such people, Wu Zhiyuan is very disgusted, or rather, jealous.

"The little brother was still hesitating just now, why is he in a hurry now? Are you afraid that I will tell you what is in your heart? Just a few steps, the middle-aged man's voice once again fluttered into Wu Zhiyuan's ears.

"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan paused, suddenly turned around, and stared at the middle-aged man.

"Let's talk?" The middle-aged man chuckled.

After a moment of silence, Wu Zhiyuan walked up to him and said indifferently: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Talk about the ghost in you!" The middle-aged man said.

"Ghosts? Fart! Wu Zhiyuan stared, "I think you're pretending to be a ghost!" ”

"There is a broom in the dark, the monk knows, but the guest officer does not know, so the guest officer says no, but it exists! The world is so big, do you dare to say that you don't have a ghost in your heart? The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"What do you mean!" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes flashed and he squatted down.

"Look at you, lost soul!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "You must have lost your loved ones, so you blame yourself, regret, and can't do anything!" All kinds of negative emotions are intertwined, this is the ghost in your heart! ”

"How?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"No solution!" The middle-aged man shook his head.

"No solution?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned, "You dare to fool me?" ”

"I'm not a fairy, to put it bluntly, I'm just a guy who makes a living on the street by playing tricks!"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "However, as a man, no matter what you do, as long as you feel that it is right, you will go on unswervingly!" ”

"You're being honest!" Wu Zhiyuan nodded, took out a piece of money, and put it on the cloth.

"Talk to relieve boredom, don't charge money!" The middle-aged man said, "If you don't want to go, I'll show you palmistry?" ”

"Good!" Wu Zhiyuan did not doubt him, stretched out his right hand, and spread his palm.

The middle-aged man smiled, grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's wrist, his eyes fell on Wu Zhiyuan's palm, and the next moment, his body trembled, and he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Wu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and at this time, he found that the middle-aged man's face became extremely pale.

"What do you see?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"Blood!" The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice, "In your palm prints, I see rivers flowing with blood!" I smell death! ”

"Be clear!" Wu Zhiyuan said coldly.

"Don't talk about it, let's go!" The middle-aged man glanced at Wu Zhiyuan, saw the shocking scar on his face, and said in a deep voice.

"Say! Who sent you? A cold light flashed in Wu Zhiyuan's eyes.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been calculated, just like when he met Chu Xiong that day, he saw him thoroughly for the first time.

Say he has blood on his hands? Didn't he say he had killed a lot of people?

"Little brother, you're thinking too much!" The middle-aged man looked calm, "I don't know who you are, I don't know where you're from, where you're going, and I don't know what happened to you, you're too vigilant!" ”

"Then why did you just say that?" Wu Zhiyuan stepped forward and was aggressive, "Have you checked me?" ”

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with tasting death!" The middle-aged man replied, "Only when you have experienced death can you know what is most important in life!" ”

"Really?" Wu Zhiyuan stood up, not wanting to pay attention to this person anymore, whether he had the intention or not, it didn't matter, as the middle-aged man said, only after tasting the taste of death did he know what was most important.

What is most important to him?

There is no doubt about it, Chen Xi!

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan stopped staying and took a step.

"Little brother, send you a few words!" The middle-aged man shouted, "There is a road to the east, ride a horse into Wucheng, I don't know the Wu people singing, and there is a bosom friend!" Remember, be optimistic, the world is not as bad as you think! ”

"There's a road to the east?" Wu Zhiyuan shook his head and continued to go north.

Passing through a park, he came to the north entrance of Baihua Street, and the distance from here is where he used to stay: the Jixiang Community of Xishui Street.

He wanted to go back and see! Because, there, is the home where he and Liu Mengran once lived.

And more importantly, will there be certain people waiting for him there.

For example, Wu Yudie! For example, Huan'er!

After coming out of Tang Feng, he had already determined one thing, Tang Feng was either related to Wu Yudie or had something to do with Huan'er!

He had to go back and see, maybe he could find any clues.

As for the middle-aged man's words, Wu Zhiyuan didn't pay attention to them at all.

To the east? The east of the city is the commercial and financial center of Wucheng, Chen Xi cannot be hidden there, and besides, the Public Security Bureau is in the east of the city, is he going to look for death?

After being silent for a long time, Wu Zhiyuan took a step......

"Bang!" At this moment, a loud noise made Wu Zhiyuan stop his steps.

He looked up and saw across the street, it was a van, and then there was a slight pause, and then there was a roar, a puff of dust, and it flew away.

When the dust slowly cleared, a petite figure was imprinted in his eyes, Wu Zhiyuan's eyes contracted, and his face changed abruptly.

It was a little girl, lying motionless on the side of the road, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Someone walked past her in a row, but they just glanced at her and hurried away.

Not a single one stepped forward!

"Fuck!" Wu Zhiyuan's eyes were red, turned into a gust of wind, and rushed across the street.

In just about 20 meters, he suddenly felt so far, so far, as if he had been running for a century.

There was a wind blowing, and Wu Zhiyuan seemed to listen to the mournful roar of the wind.

He felt, so cold, so cold!

Finally, he crossed the long street of flowers and came to the little girl's side.

This is a beautiful little girl, dressed in a white dress and tied in a ponytail, she is lying there, like a sleeping little angel, smart and cute, however, the blood on her mouth and nose, in the sun, shocking, this scene, undoubtedly stinged Wu Zhiyuan's eyes.

"Optimistic? Isn't the world as bad as I thought it was? Wu Zhiyuan leaned down, his hand trembling slightly, and touched the little girl's pulse.

"Don't die! Don't die! Wu Zhiyuan's hand finally touched the little girl's pulse, and the next moment, his face was full of surprise.

"And gas! And gas! Wu Zhiyuan picked up the little girl, and at this time, he realized that there were scattered crowds around him, pointing and pointing.

"Call the emergency number!" Wu Zhiyuan roared.

What made him feel sad was that as his roar fell, the people around him scattered in a hurry, and unexpectedly, none of them were willing to take out their mobile phones.

"Where is the hospital, where is the hospital! Taxicab! Wu Zhiyuan was very anxious, he was holding the little girl, he was taking a taxi, but there were cars passing by continuously, but he didn't stop.

"The world is hot and cold, someone has been hit by a car, you don't save you when you see death, what is the difference between you and the hit-and-run driver! You are murder! Harmonious? I don't care about you! ”

Wu Zhiyuan's hand reached out to his waist and took out the gun.

"Bang!" He yelled, pointed to the sky, and pulled the trigger.

At this moment, a small car, in front of him, suddenly stopped.

Wu Zhiyuan pointed a gun at the driver, hugged the little girl, and got into the car.

"The nearest hospital! Fast! ”

……