Inhumanity

"You pursue him life after life, but you miss him life after life. You give everything, but in the end you have nothing."

Duan Zhiqian looked at Meng Yi, his eyes were full of mocking sympathy: "Meng Yi, you deserve this."

A shrill meow blew across, and the slightly plump three-colored cat rushed over in the air, scratching Duan Zhiqian's chest with one paw.

Duan Zhiqian didn't expect such a cat to fly out suddenly, he was startled and slapped the cat to the ground.

Meng Yi was also surprised, and hurriedly bent down to hug the cat: "Three dogs, don't mess around."

The big cat was still struggling in her arms, but its strength was obviously much weaker. After being comforted by her a few times, it gradually calmed down. It was just a pair of amber cat eyes that were still staring unfriendly. Part of the past.

Duan Zhiqian looked at the fat cat and smiled coldly: "It's just a beast."

The cat yelled again and wanted to scratch him.

Meng Yi hugged the cat tightly, and sighed softly: "Duan Zhong, the previous life is over, why bother to force it."

"I've said I'm talented." Duan Zhiqian looked at her coldly, "If my pain can't be relieved, then you all have to accompany me."

"If you really love him, why can't you let him go?"

Duan Zhiqian looked at Meng Yi and paused every word: "Because I also hate him."

Fang Suihe and Lou Shichuan got off the plane, and someone had already come to pick them up.

On the way, Lou Shechuan asked Fang Sui: "Have you been to Luoyang before?"

Fang Sui shook his head: "No."

Ask again: "What about you?"

Lou Shechuan thought for a while, and said, "I counted it."

Fang Suihan: "If you have been here, you have been here, if you haven't come, you haven't come. What does it mean to be here?"

Lou Shechuan said: "I came here a long time ago, I can't remember it now."

Fang Sui: ... Uncle Lou doesn't seem to be at the age of dementia yet.

After entering the urban area, Fang Sui was a little disappointed: "I think Luoyang is different from what I thought."

Lou Shechuan: "Huh?"

"It's not as magnificent as I imagined, and it seems to lack the momentum of the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties." Fang Sui looked at the city that seemed a bit gray to him.

The imperial capital moved, and the hub moved eastward. Contemporary Luoyang is no longer the imperial city that came from all over the world a thousand years ago. The shift of the economic center of gravity has also prevented the development of the city from keeping up with the east. The city's appearance is between classical and modern, and it seems that something is missing. .

Lou Shechuan looked out the car window, new buildings and ancient trees flowed in his eyes one by one: "Probably no city can stand forever, and no dynasty can last forever."

Fang Sui leaned on the car window with his elbows, and looked very open-minded: "But I don't think there's anything wrong with this."

There are modern tall buildings outside the car, and there are also thousand-year-old trees. The streets are still named thousands of years ago, and the people walking on them are already thousands of years later.

He said: "As a tourist, I certainly hope that Luoyang can reproduce the scene of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in those years, and I can confirm the stories in the history books one by one, but sometimes the development of civilization conflicts with the preservation of history. Historical cities It is of course good to be able to preserve it, but the living people are more important and they need a better living environment. Sometimes I think, if there is only one choice between the living people and the dead history, I will choose people. "

Lou Shechuan looked at him, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes: "Have you still thought about this?"

Fang Suiwangtian: "I used to have a history teacher who liked to gossip and criticize the process of urbanization in class. He kept talking about how the current city destroys the traces of history. It's fine once or twice, but he really It’s a bit too much, anyway, as long as the place where tall buildings are built, he has been scolded by him, and he has used all the classics to forget the ancestors... It just so happened that I didn’t like this teacher very much, so I had a big fight with him.”

"But I really think so." Fang Sui said again, "The inheritance and development of culture are of course important, but the more important thing is life itself."

"That's right." Lou Shechuan suddenly stroked his temples lightly, "Whether it's a thousand years ago or now, the living are the most important."

Fang Sui's eyes trembled slightly, Lou Shechuan's fingertips were on his cheek, which made him feel slightly strange, he blinked, and suddenly grabbed Lou Shechuan's hand: "Uncle Lou, if you have a chance to meet My former history teacher, you must tell him that you and all your staff have decided to vote for me!"

Lou Shechuan smiled: "I announce that you now have [-] votes."

Fang Sui pondered: "Will your employees rise up and resist?"

Lou Shechuan also made a serious statement: "Salary cut, dismissal."

Fang Sui smiled: "emmm, I won!"

The speaking room has already arrived at the hotel, where they are staying near the Lijing Gate.

Fang followed Lou Shechuan to check in, pretending to be casual and asked, "Shall we live in one room or two?"

Lou Shechuan said: "I only booked one room, if you want to live alone, I will book another room."

"Oh, no need." Fang Sui was a little inexplicably happy in his heart, and asked casually, "One bed or two beds?"

Lou Shechuan: "..."

He turned his head to look at Fang Sui, a bit puzzled by the question: "Two beds."

Fang Sui coughed lightly and looked up at the sky: "I'm used to sleeping in a big bed."

Lou Shechuan said: "It's a deluxe room with a big bed."

Fang Sui shook his head and sighed: "Uncle, you are really good at spending money."

Lou Shechuan: "...???"

As expected, the room was equipped with the best equipment, so Fang Sui lay down on the bed directly: "Uncle, what is our next itinerary?"

Lou Shechuan said: "I'm going to meet someone in the afternoon. I haven't arranged any other time. You can see what's interesting here. Let's go together."

Fang Sui was not very sure: "You mean... I'm here to travel?"

Lou Shechuan said: "I'm here on a business trip. I want to visit this city by the way. I need you to accompany me."

Fang Sui nodded: "This arrangement can be called perfect."

At the same time, Lou Shechuan received a message on his mobile phone: "Mr. Lou, thank you for your willingness to see me again."

In the afternoon, Lou Shichuan went out by himself, Fang Sui didn't make any arrangements, and felt that he should store up his energy for the upcoming trip, so he stayed in the hotel to take a nap.

It's a pity that this afternoon nap was long but not stable. He was floating in his dreams, and it seemed that there were complicated and chaotic colors pouring in, making him dizzy, and heavy and disordered emotions poured down, making him breathless.

The pictures are broken, the lines are distorted, the color blocks are mixed, and there is not even a complete corner.

Only heavy emotions are so real and constricted, pushing people into an inescapable bondage step by step.

Can't even wake up.

In the old street near Lijing Gate, Lou Shechuan entered an antique tea house, and the waiter led him to the reserved box.

An octogenarian with all white hair and a jacket was already waiting inside.

"Mr. Lou." As soon as the old man saw Lou Shechuan, he immediately stood up on crutches, trembling, and was about to come over to greet him.

"Please sit down." Lou Shechuan went over to support him and let him sit back on his seat.

The old man looked a little flattered, and after sitting down, he was still agitated, looking at Lou Shechuan: "Mr. Lou...Mr. Lou, it's really you!"

"Of course it's me." Lou Shechuan sat down opposite him, "Mr. Hua, the last time we said goodbye, it's been two lives in a blink of an eye."

Hua Yanhai's fingers trembled slightly: "I didn't expect that I would see Mr. Lou again in my lifetime."

He opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Lou Shichuan until the person in front of him overlapped with the shadow in his memory.

"As expected...as expected..." He was so excited that he couldn't speak, "it hasn't changed."

"One life reincarnates." Lou Shechuan said, "Originally, the previous life is over, and I shouldn't meet you again in this life."

Hua Yanhai lowered her head, seemingly ashamed: "I overstepped."

"Where." Lou Shechuan smiled, "I am very grateful to have the Hua family's help."

Hua Yanhai said: "Mr. Lou, you are too polite. Without you, where would the Hua family be today?"

The waiter knocked on the door and came in, serving tea and snacks.

Hua Yanhai poured Lou Shechuan a cup of tea: "Mr. Lou, please."

Lou Shechuan took a sip, Hua Yanhai said, "I don't know if Mr. Lou is satisfied with Ke Qiu's job."

Lou Shechuan nodded: "Ke Qiu did a good job."

Hua Yanhai breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm worried that he is too young and still has many shortcomings, so he can't help Mr. Lou well."

"You can rest assured." Lou Shechuan said, "The Hua family's inheritance is very good."

Hua Yanhai's eyes shone with hope: "I wish I could work for Mr. Lou again in person."

Lou Shechuan smiled, deliberately ignoring his expectations: "There are people and things from generation to generation, you have finished your work, just take care of yourself."

Hua Yanhai sighed, and said again: "I heard from Ke Qiu that you want to set up a trust fund in Hong Kong."

Lou Shechuan nodded: "Yes, that's why I made an exception to meet you this time. In addition to the trust fund, it's time to get back all the things I entrusted to the Hua family for safekeeping."

Hua Yanhai was startled: "Mr. Lou, you are..."

Lou Shechuan's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was light: "Perhaps this is my fate with the Hua family in the last life."

Hua Yanhai stood up abruptly, but trembling because she couldn't stand firmly: "How could this be, how could this be..."

"There is no feast that never ends." Lou Shechuan poured tea for him, "It is this moment that I have been looking for in my lifetime, so you don't have to regret it, this is exactly the best result."

There seemed to be splashes in Hua Yanhai's muddy eyes: "I thought... I've been thinking... since people have an afterlife, maybe I can meet you again in the next life and help you again..."

"Understood." Lou Shechuan lowered his head and chuckled, "But this time, you have an afterlife, and I don't."

Hua Yanhai sat down dejectedly: "Mr. Lou, can't you change it?"

"Impossible." Lou Shechuan's eyes were firm, "Fate is fixed, and it cannot be changed by manpower."

"However, I still have one last thing, I hope the Hua family can help me complete it."

……

In the evening, when Lou Shechuan returned to the hotel, he saw Fang Suisheng sitting on the bed with nothing to love, his body was wet, he was sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

Seeing Lou Shechuan coming back, Fang Sui yelled "Whoah", "Uncle Lou, Luoyang is poisonous."