When Xu Qianqian left, Xu Chaoyu didn't send her down. He stood next to the female wall, watched Xu Qianqian go down, walked out of the side door, and opened the car door. Xu Qianqian stared back for a moment, as if she wanted to memorize this picture. Xu Chaoyu nodded slightly to her, and the moonlight reflected his figure faintly on the city wall.

The car runs quietly on the desert road. Xu Qianqian looked out the window, the small sand dunes were rolling and unchanging, and the low red willows flashed sporadically. The moon still hangs in the sky, and the mind is not here, but gently caress the city walls. It's been a long day, so much has happened, and it's like nothing has happened. Many moments and images seemed to be full of meaning, waving eagerly to her, trying to reveal the meaning of life, but none of them could form a clear consciousness, become an experience or a language to solidify. When one touches the edge of something, those things that have long existed in life but have not been properly looked at, the special kind of thoughtfulness and loss that one experiences.

"I've never seen a man like this. Completely unfamiliar, but ...... What a strange feeling. Xu Qianqian turned her head and broke the silence.

"Your uncle, you say? There is another side to everyone. Everyone is, and you and I are no exception. Huang Ligong concentrated on driving. He didn't feel strange about Xu Qianqian's feelings. Xu Qianqian had told him about her uncle before, and the patchwork of sporadic memories was completely different from the person she saw tonight. The memories are all rosy, he thought. He vaguely felt that Xu Chaoyu had a corrosive substance in his body, like acetic acid, which would slowly corrode and eventually destroy everything around him. Xu Chaoyu said it unintentionally, alone. The instinctive feeling, which did not form a clear consciousness, was enough for him to resolutely throw this part of the city wall from his life and memory the moment he left the castle. His mind is now on his mind with his robots and moles.

Xu Qianqian shook her head slightly. It's not that feeling, it's not the multiple faces of one person. She didn't know how to capture and express the chaotic feeling. This unfamiliar face, let's just say this, unfamiliar conversation, unfamiliar sense of vicissitudes, and unfamiliar charm still evoke the familiar him. Maybe her uncle has never had a face, but I don't know why, when she was a child, when her uncle returned to China, she only saw a certain part. Tonight on the city walls, she saw another part of the face. These two parts are mutilated and look very different, but when put together, they complement each other to form a harmonious and unified face.

Just as outlaws have always been another part of the Golden City, they need each other, like flesh and blood, this is the full face of the world we live in. If a man indulges in the desert sunsets and the atmosphere of the city of gold, the camels and donkeys walking among the beautifully carved houses, the exotic things on the dirty and beautiful carpets in the inconspicuous corners, and stumbles upon the rivers and lakes of the outlaws, and shouts in surprise, thinking that it is the scars of a poetic town, the hidden filth, the dark side of civilization, and feeling the deceitful insult or cynicism, it can only be said that he has never seriously seen the world in which he lives. He lives in an imaginary world that replaces reality with television programs and commercials, travel images, and online information.

The farther the car went, the farther away from the city wall, and the farther and farther away from the uncle. It's like leaving the happy and wanton garden, slowly falling back into the reality of being tight and struggling. This kind of paradise-like feeling is very familiar to her, when she was a child, her uncle sent her back to the door, she looked back at her uncle in three steps, and slowly moved into the house, which is also this kind of loss.

"Do you think he can find the middleman you want?" Xu Qianqian thought seriously about what was in front of her, almost reluctantly. A little apprehensive, after Xu Chaoyu returned to the city wall, he never mentioned what they wanted to do, and after a few words of gossip, he let them go back. In the world of outlaws described by my uncle, there is no place for an intermediary, but Huang Ligong said that the intermediary is the most important.

"He himself is the middleman."

"Huh?!" Xu Qianqian had a series of questions in her mind. It felt ridiculous that she didn't know as much about her uncle who had been kind and companion since she was a child, as well as someone who had only known him for a few hours. "It won't be a problem, will it?" She was always unsteady in her heart, Xu Chaoyu didn't tell her when she could get the pictures and how to give them to them after she got them. It's like it's floating. It's not so much that she's worried that things will go wrong, but more because she's afraid that her uncle will lose face with Huang Ligong if he misses.

"No, it won't. It's just a small thing, and he'll take care of it. Huang Ligong said.

"You have more confidence in him than I do."

"If he pats his chest and says, 'Brother, wrap it around me, and everyone here will be mine's. I'm going to be worried. ”

"Don't you do that all the time?"

Huang Ligong snorted angrily. Xu Qianqian followed him to run agents, distributors and core customers, and he was often seen patting his chest at the dinner table. "How do you know my uncle can help you?" She looked at the side of his face.

"You think this is England? Find people, you can do anything. These are the lubricants of society, the basic rules of doing things. This is the China of twenty years ago, and if he couldn't handle this, he would have returned to China in disgrace. ”

It wasn't the answer she wanted. The car was running smoothly in a bright yellow, but it was dim inside. The moonlight doesn't get into the car. Huang Ligong's face seemed to blend into this darkness, blurred. He was looking ahead, thinking about something else. Xu Qianqian didn't ask about this. Before they met, Huang Ligong already knew that her uncle would help him, right? Of course, Huang Ligong knew that her uncle was in India and had told him before, but had he ever told him that his uncle happened to be in this small city? She doesn't remember, maybe she has, maybe she doesn't. Huang Ligong should have thought of her uncle when he came up with the idea of getting a photo of the airport pass, but he acted as if he didn't remember her uncle.

"You already knew he ......" Xu Qianqian was faintly irritable for a while, a little angry. This time she came to India, she was actually a supernumerary, and the original plan was that Huang Ligong and Liu Ruiyang would take a few engineers to participate in the bidding. When she knew that the bidding location happened to be her uncle's station, she couldn't help but be moved. It happened that Huang Ligong talked to her about this matter, and she asked tentatively, saying that she also wanted to go to India in the near future. The latter words are better than everyone to go together, and she will solve the air ticket accommodation herself. She knew that Huang Ligong was very assertive, and it was difficult to change what he decided. Before he finished speaking, Huang Ligong stopped him very happily and said You go with us, be my translator, don't you also want to experience more, just right. Now that he thinks about it, he has planned to let her go to India, but he said that she was going to go by herself, and he graciously agreed.

All the things...... Everything will eventually become something she is willing to do.

"You talk about your uncle, but never your father." Huang Ligong glanced at her and said casually.

"Really?" Xu Qianqian thought about it, and it seemed that it was. Huang Ligong always seemed to be able to interrupt her when her thoughts ran to the brink of danger, divert her attention, and pull her back.

Naturally, I won't talk to you about my father now, Xu Xiqian thought. If Huang Ligong and they knew who her father was, many things would have been different. She wants everything she has achieved so far, and the recognition she has received, is because she is Xu Qianqian, not Xu Tingbao's daughter. "Well, when I was a kid, I was closer to my uncle," she said. Indeed, her father is too busy to see people, and if there are any problems, most of them are solved by her uncle. She also likes to tell her uncle about something, and he always has the patience to listen. Later, under the arrangement of his father, the uncle went to India, and there was less contact. When she went to study in the UK, she had no contact, and more on the phone with her father. Every year when she returns to China, when she meets her uncle who also returns to China, she will pester him, and naturally return to that state of intimacy, as if his year in India is just a small pause in life, just like going home at night to sleep, and the next day life continues, the two will see each other, talk, and take her to play.

Huang Ligong glanced at her and smiled. I don't know why, his smile gave Xu Qianqian a comforting warmth. She tried to make herself feel relieved, he may be a little cunning, a little calculating, but isn't this what an entrepreneur needs to have? In the past six months of experience in Ruili Technology, she has personally felt the hardships of entrepreneurship, especially in China, where entrepreneurs without skills and scheming can not survive for more than two months. If he didn't have the qualities of a fox and a wolf, she would think he was not worth investing in, right?! She had to abide by the investment logic, and she secretly emphasized to herself that he was the first business investment object that she personally decided and investigated in depth.

"I wonder what will happen in the future? Will I get closer and closer to him, or will I get farther and farther away? Originally, she was thinking about it in her heart, but she couldn't help but say it to Huang Ligong.

"It's going to get farther and farther away." Huang Ligong said without doubt. Seeing Xu Qianqian's disbelieving look, he showed a slight smile on his face again, and asked her: "Have you never thought about it, your uncle is a powerful character at first glance, why is he stationed in this poor, small and dilapidated place?" Shouldn't those who come to develop business take root in big cities such as New Delhi and Kolkata? Xu Qianqian really didn't think about it, she knew that her uncle often went to Kolkata and stayed for half a month, but she also knew that he lived in this small town. Occasionally, it's strange, and it's natural to think about it, the ruins of civilization, the afterglow of the ancient country. Now she naturally won't say this hasty answer, otherwise she will see the helpless and pitying look on the corner of his mouth. "What's so special here? You open the map and take a look. ”

There is no need to open the map, with this reminder, Xu Qianqian probably knows what Huang Ligong is talking about, but how can it be......

"Border."

I can already see the lights of the photovoltaic park in the distance. Huang Ligong slowed down the car. He didn't go on, and he didn't need to. In this country, there are things that naturally carry a dangerous aura, even if it is normal activities, normal behaviors. Middleman on the border line. With the glimpse impressions obtained from movies and news, Xu Qianqian is enough to understand what this identity means. Lonely. Xu Chaoyu's years after going to India have fully proved it. The more you care about something, the more you have to stay away. On the dangerous road, man is always lonely.