At dawn, in the morning glow, the merchants ripped off the door panels one after another, cleaned the front of the door, and the street that had been quiet all night gradually began to be noisy.

Dressed in black, with an open white undershirt and a black top hat, he habitually lowered the brim, blackened his eyebrows, and wore a shell holster on his shoulder, appearing at the gate of the police force.

Despite his experience in a hundred battles, appearing in such a place with such an image still made Hu Yi feel unnatural, and he didn't understand what Li Youcai thought, did he leave the city like this? His clothes were exceptionally clean and tidy, and they were even more black and white, and passers-by looked at this side intentionally or unintentionally. I have to say that in terms of appearance, Li Youcai and Ma Liang are indistinguishable, these two goods are better than Hu Yi, and they can't find a low-key dirty clothes in Li Youcai's wardrobe, and they are too conspicuous to wear his outfit.

At first, the narrow eyes under the brim of the hat cautiously watched the people passing by, the guards at the gate of the police force, and they were always worried that they would be questioned or suspected. Later, nothing happened, and even a patrol group of devils ran past and did not stop, but two beggars who stayed at the entrance of the alley were interrogated and driven away.

Hu Yi finally understood that in the county, the more high-profile it is, the less likely it is to be suspected, and the more low-key and inconspicuous it is, the more it attracts the attention of devils and police. Also, what fugitive would stand at the gate of the police force with a gun on his back? He can't do such a stupid thing with his brain in water, right? Li Youcai, this kid is bold and careful.

With his back against the wall of the police yard, his arms crossed and he looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and was thinking wildly in his heart, when he suddenly heard a sound of an engine in the courtyard.

Soon, a three-wheeled motorcycle drove out of the gate of the police force, and just after leaving the door, it stopped on the side of the street, and the cyclist was a policeman, and in the side of the car sat a man of about 50 years old, a little sluggish, looking around.

Could it be that this is the shopkeeper Lin? Hu Yi was hesitating, the man's eyes looked here, and he looked Hu Yi up and down before he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Lin, what are you still in a daze." ”

There is no doubt that this is the shopkeeper of Lin, but I didn't expect him to take the initiative to greet him. Hu Yi hurriedly ran over: "Master, are you okay?"

"Not bad. Two shops, in exchange for a ride on the captain's motorcycle, this is an honor!" Shopkeeper Lin, who was sitting in the car body, smiled bitterly and whispered to himself, without looking at Hu Yi again.

The policeman on the bicycle frowned and said, "Hey, don't ink it, it's okay, I'll send you quickly, I still have something to do!"

Hu Yi jumped on the back seat of the motorcycle, the engine roared again, a choking blue smoke faintly dispersed, and the three-wheeled motorcycle went straight to the east gate of the city.

......

The window is open, and the flower pots on the windowsill are basking in the afternoon sun, and the green leaves are shining, and the flowers are also bright, and they are dazzling.

Li Youcai, who was bored, put his feet on the desk, lazily half lying in the chair, looking at the flowers blooming on the windowsill in a daze, and rarely found that there are beautiful details beyond the gaming table. He couldn't help but leave his chair and go to the window to smell the blooming flowers.

The plague god of Chief Hu is gone, the time bomb of Officer Su is also gone, and the unlucky shopkeeper Lin has also gone home, and it is all over, which feels very relaxed, but a little ...... Unspeakable loneliness.

Some people say that flowers are fragrant, so I tried to smell them, but I didn't think that looking at the flowers, Li Youcai wondered, I can smell the smell of the dice, why can't I smell the fragrance of flowers? This question is so strange! Hell, I was choked by Jin Chunxiu's rouge!

Something seemed to appear in the afterglow, and it was a beautiful feeling, probably staring at the flowers in the sun for a long time, shaking my eyes, hallucinating.

Still raised his eyes, looking at the gate of the police force, looking out into the street.

Black shoes and white socks, black skirt and blue shirt, beauty wandering across the street.

Li Youcai frowned, isn't that her? What is she doing here?

......

After passing through the courtyard and out of the gate of the police force, the beautiful figure was gone. Stand on the side of the street in the scorching sun, look left, look right, and chase briskly.

Passing one pedestrian after another, he finally confirmed the back of the hurried head in front of him, and the long braids.

"Hey!" he shouted.

She stopped and turned her head to see the traitor not far behind her, and was surprised.

He approached with a sunny smile: "What a coincidence." ”

She turned around, clutching a handkerchief bag in her hands hanging in front of her, and replied unnaturally, "Oh, I am...... Come into town and help my dad with a little errand. Well, that...... Thank you. Then he lowered his head and gently squeezed the things in his hands.

Li Youcai was a little dizzy, this ...... How could it be that she didn't look like the same person every time I saw her? she looked shy, reserved, and introverted, could this be the one who threw bricks at me? which one was the real her? dizzy, maybe from the scorching sun on her head, or just dreaming.

"Deputy Team Liu and Secretary Zhao can only be locked up for a few days, and I can't delay it longer, so you better hurry up and move out." ”

She lowered her head and was silent for a moment, and said without looking up, "Tomorrow we will move to the provincial capital." ”

"Oh. Is there anything else you need my help with?" After saying this, Li Youcai secretly scolded himself: It's time to make a mistake again, sky!

"Nope. There are relatives in the provincial capital, the conditions are not bad, thank you. Still reluctant to look up and speak, she unnaturally began to gently kick a matchstick on the ground with the tip of one shoe.

How can this be like an old friend? Is it possible? Ridiculous! Li Youcai was confused, and he felt that he couldn't understand the beautiful woman in front of him more and more.

So one was dizzy, the other lowered his head, and the two were silent in the scorching sun. The street in the afternoon seemed to be black and white, and gray figures flowed past them from time to time, only she and him, clear, and still colored, but as if they were still.

He forced himself to wake up and broke the silence: "Well, that's okay, I'm a dogleg who has to go back and be busy with the country and the people, and there will be a period later." ”

She smiled suddenly, although she couldn't see her expression, but the pleasant happy laughter made Li Youcai instantly feel a heart-deep coolness.

She finally raised her head, the smile on her face had not faded, she raised her two show arms in embarrassment, and put the handkerchief bag in Li Youcai's eyes with a twist: "This is for you, it's a thank you gift." ”

Li Youcai looked at the handkerchief bag she was holding in both hands blankly, and he really couldn't imagine what was breaded here, and the shape was a little strange.

"I don't know you...... You're going to love something, so I'm sending you this. You keep it. She saw that Li Youcai was a little stunned, so she directly stuffed the handkerchief bag into Li Youcai's hand, and then walked a few steps backwards: "Goodbye." ”

The words fell, and she turned and walked away, getting lighter and fainter.

The black dress and blue shirt could no longer be seen, and Li Youcai under the scorching sun finally stared at the handkerchief in his hand in a daze.

Untied the handkerchief, a pair of delicate round sunglasses dazzled Li Youcai's eyes in the sun.

For the first time in my life, I received a gift of my own, and the environment seemed to be black and white again, and the pedestrians turned gray again that could not interfere with the vision.

It turned out that the feeling of receiving a gift was like this, and he watched quietly.

It turns out that traitors can also receive gifts, he thought quietly.

Originally received a gift...... It will make people feel more lonely, so lonely that they want to cry.

He tilted his face up, closed his eyes, tried to suppress something, took a deep breath, and put his round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Look at the street again, and the world is no longer dazzling, soft and unreal.

His slightly hunched back finally straightened, and a sunny smile appeared on his face again, but it was set off by his sunglasses with a little more weirdness, and then he turned around leisurely, shook into the flow of people, and disappeared into loneliness......