poor house

It was too far away to see the person's face and attire clearly, but he could only vaguely see that he had short hair.It is true that there are still many people running and doing rescue work on the construction site, but Wu Xie always feels that this person is different from those people.Although he couldn't tell the reason, Wu Xie always felt that this person, like himself, was dissociated in this dream.

It's not that Wu Xie dreamed about him, nor that he himself was part of the dream, but——

"Wu Xie?"

The sudden sound seemed to fall from the sky, Wu Xie raised his head subconsciously to look at the dark sky, and in the next second, this deep darkness turned into Zhang Qiling's worried eyes.

"Brother?" Looking at Zhang Qiling in a daze, Wu Xie stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, "Good morning."

"What did you dream about?" As if he was relieved, Zhang Qiling gently wiped away the thin sweat on Wu Xie's forehead.

"Ah, by the way, is there going to be a thunderstorm these few days? I dreamed that a construction site was washed away by the rainstorm!" Reminded by Zhang Qiling, he suddenly remembered the dream just now, and Wu Xie was about to turn over to check the weather. forecast.At the same time, God seemed to be trying to correct Wu Xie's words, so he blew up a thunderbolt for the sake of face.

"Maybe it's just a dream." Rubbing Wu Xie's head reassuringly, Zhang Qiling handed over the clothes and pants.

He took the clothes silently, of course Wu Xie knew that he could give many reasons for his own persuasion about this dream.For example, after I fell asleep last night, I heard thunder, and subconsciously, I still couldn't let go of what happened on the construction site a few years ago, so I had this dream.But what if it is not a mere dream, but a dream?

Pulling down the clothes, Wu Xie stood up and looked at Zhang Qiling standing by the window, and smiled calmly.Even if it's a dream, I can't do anything about it.Regardless of whether the future is absolute or not, at least many things, after all, I can only look at them and not manage them.

Such as life.

Having encountered so many things, Wu Xie felt that it was time for him to learn to be calm.

After a whole night of rain, the humble house exudes dampness and the rotten smell of wood soaked in water. It is not like the pungent moldy smell in some old houses. On the contrary, it has some sandalwood aroma mixed with rainwater. The freshness is really nice.

When Wang Meng took his breakfast and the morning paper and put away his umbrella and entered the room, Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling were walking downstairs.The dull thunder still broke out once or twice from time to time, but the rain was not heavy, and the fine and dense appearance made the morning light misty.

"Morning boss, morning brother." Putting the breakfast on the plate prepared by Wu Xie, Wang Meng shook the rain on the newspaper and started his usual habit of reading newspaper while eating breakfast.

"Be careful that you will be choked to death someday." While chewing fried dough sticks, he viciously cursed the double-minded Wang Meng, but Wu Xie choked and coughed after hearing the news Wang Meng read out next second.

Zhang Qiling helplessly patted Wu Xie on the back to help him calm down, but slowly frowned because of the content of the news Wang Meng read.This morning, Zhang Qiling could be said to be woken up by Wu Xie's fright. When he turned around, he found that the person next to his pillow was staring at him with a pair of completely black eyes. Even Zhang Qiling was quite frightened.After lightly patting Wu Xie twice to make sure he wasn't entangled with dirty things, Zhang Qiling found that Wu Xie closed his eyes again.It's just that the eyeballs under the eyelids are trembling rapidly, obviously dreaming.

But now it seems that it is far more than just a dream, but a dream.

"Tsk tsk, boss, what kind of rain do you think can wash away half of the foundation on a construction site, and even two people died? This is not rain, it's almost like a mountain torrent." After reading the news, Wang Meng finally gnawed. His fried dough sticks, which had cooled down, began to express their opinions.

"The foundation just laid is not impossible." Wu Xie, who was drinking soy milk, was not concerned about the construction site that was washed away by the rain, but the time when the news came out.No matter how much he worked overtime, it was too soon for what happened in the middle of the night to have such a detailed report in the morning paper.

"That's it." Wang Meng, who had received a reasonable explanation, didn't say anything more, flipped through the newspaper and looked at the entertainment news behind it. "Eh? Xie Yuhua has a girlfriend?!"

"Pfft—" A sip of soy milk spewed out like this. Wu Xie didn't expect Hei Xiazi to lose contact with Xie Yuhua and himself for so long, and the first news was a lace news from the newspaper. "It must have been done by some actress for the sake of getting a position or hype, don't believe it."

"No, no, it was on the set. The reporter saw Mr. Hua was sending text messages. Look at the boss, there are still photos. No wonder the reporter said it was a 'happy smile falling in love'." Wang Mengbian Said while pointing to the black and white photos in the newspaper to show Wu Xie, "But isn't Master Hua and Master Hei a couple?"

"At that time, I was texting the blind man." The sudden voice behind him made Wu Xie and Wang Meng stunned, but Zhang Qiling still had no expression on his face, and didn't even bother to turn his head.

"Little flower? Black blind man?!" Standing up and looking at the two people who appeared behind him as if descending from the sky, Wu Xie couldn't help laughing after seeing Xie Yuhua's gloomy face but pretending to be indifferent , "So, it turns out that the reporter is really right."

"Why are you back?" Asking the black blind man who had already started eating fried dough sticks unceremoniously, Zhang Qiling knew that their sudden appearance should not be as simple as 'wanting to go home'.

"I said we just want to come back and take a look, do you believe me?" A thin layer of mist was on the black blind man's sunglasses, which made the smile on his mouth seem unpredictable.

Not bothering to look at Hei Xiazi again, Zhang Qiling stood up and walked to the counter, took out the room key and threw it at Hei Xiazi's head.

"I have to say that you two are really naive sometimes." Xie Yuhua, who was drinking soy milk, said slowly. Although Wang Meng, who was sitting on the side, was not as nervous as when he first met Yuhua, he was still at a loss and didn't know what to do. What to do.

"Xiaohua, don't tell me you came back to hide from the paparazzi?" Looking at the smiling Xie Yuhua in the newspaper, Wu Xie couldn't help laughing.

"Well, almost." Giving an unexpected answer, Xie Yuhua ignored Wu Xie's surprised face, beat his back and dragged the blind man upstairs. "It was indeed avoiding reporters."

"Eh?" Xie Yuhua, who has never been afraid of the news or reporters, actually wants to hide from the reporters?Not to mention Xie Yuhua's excellent reputation in this circle, how could he be afraid of a mortal reporter just based on his true identity?

"Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it." The black blind man who was pretending to speak Zen language smiled slyly, but when he passed the counter, he nodded to Zhang Qiling calmly, and glanced back at the newspaper that was still in Wu Xie's hand .

Frowning slightly, Zhang Qiling's eyes fell on the news headline about the construction site being destroyed by heavy rain on the front page of the newspaper, with black text on a white background and large photos of the scene.For news about emergencies, this one is indeed handled too perfectly.

Tsk, spring has just arrived, so troublesome things are coming again.

"The focus of this accident is on post-disaster reconstruction. I don't need to say more about the changes to the previously allocated funds, right?"

In the luxurious and spacious office, the voice of the middle-aged man sitting on the leather chair was full of displeasure.The slightly bald head is shiny with oil, and the beer belly is full of the people's fat and cream from the search.

"But--"

"But what is it? Aren't the foremen who knew about it all killed or injured? There are only so many casualties, only so many."

"But some reporters have already doubted the quality of the building materials on our construction site—"

"Doubt, doubt, do they have evidence? Don't you know how to deal with such a thing? Why don't you just throw some money away? If it doesn't work, put the responsibility on the dead man! Do you want me to teach you such a simple thing?"

The tightly closed door was jerked open, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out of the office complaining about something ashen.The sound of leather shoes colliding with tiles echoed in the long corridor, and the gray light shone on his back, making the light-colored shadow longer and longer.

Are you dreaming again?

Wu Xie, who was standing at the door, was a little surprised looking at the direction in which the man disappeared. What were they talking about just now?construction site?die?payment?Could it be that this is the investor in the park that was washed away by the rain?

Looking in through the gap in the door, Wu Xie saw that the bald middle-aged boss was on the phone with his back turned to him. He couldn't hear what he was talking about, but he could feel the flattery in his tone, not at all like the domineering one just now. .That's right, for such a real estate investor to handle the post-disaster news so blatantly, it can only show that he and government officials are in collusion.

Just, why did I see these?

Looking at the bald boss on the phone in puzzlement, Wu Xie didn't understand the meaning of these dreams.Could it be that the undead of the deceased hoped to reveal the truth of the incident by themselves?But ordinary people who don't have the right to speak, no one will believe what they say.Or, is this real estate boss about to die?

Clenching his fist subconsciously, Wu Xie always felt that this dream was different from the previous one, which was different from the previous one.It's not that I personally participated in it, nor can I not wake up because of the direction and development of the situation. The whole person knows very clearly that I am dreaming now, just like watching someone else's dream.

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