that man's lies

Maybe it was because of the fear in his heart, the fear of going back to the place where he grew up and being hurt. Dong Yuhang has never been back here since his mother passed away. After worshiping, go directly back to Yier City.

He hasn't been back for six years now, and many changes have taken place here. Many old houses have been demolished and new ones built, which made Dong Yuhang feel a little strange.

But among the rows of newly built houses, you can occasionally see the old houses, which made Dong Yuhang find a little bit of familiarity in the strangeness.

Dong Yuhang walked forward little by little along the brand new cement road which was different from before.

As he was walking, he stopped suddenly, looking at the row of houses in the distance, Dong Yuhang was a little excited, one of the row of houses was his old house.

Seeing that the old house was still there, Dong Yuhang couldn't restrain his joy in his heart. Although the house there had been sold by him a long time ago, it was no longer his family's house, and he didn't know what he was rejoicing about.

Maybe, maybe it's because the house is still there and hasn't been demolished. Dong Yuhang can still look at the familiar house and recall the past. If this house is also demolished now, then his last memories of Fang Lin will be gone.

Looking at the familiar old house, Dong Yuhang involuntarily took steps towards it.

When he reached the door, Dong Yuhang stopped and stood there looking at the plaque on the house, "Sister Zhang's noodle shop."

The plaque here is no longer a fruit shop, and the fruit is no longer placed at the door, as if reminding Dong Yuhang that this place is no longer his home.

"Young man, come in for some noodles?"

Just as Dong Yuhang was looking at the entrance of the store, he heard the voice of a middle-aged woman.

Hearing the voice, Dong Yuhang retracted his head looking up at the storefront plaque, and looked at the woman. The woman was a woman in her 40s with a friendly face, and she was smiling kindly at Dong Yuhang. It must be the owner of this noodle shop. Boss lady.

Looking at the smiling woman, Dong Yuhang thought of his mother, who always had such a kind smile on the guests.

Looking at the woman's smile, thinking of his mother's smile, Dong Yuhang nodded unconsciously, and stepped forward into the noodle shop.

Seeing Dong Yuhang walk in, the woman said enthusiastically, "What would you like to eat, young man?"

Hearing the woman's words, Dong Yuhang, who walked into the room, looked up at the various noodles on the KT board hanging on the wall, and after looking around, his eyes fixed on Fang Lin's hand-rolled noodles.

He still remembers that when he was a child, his mother always made hand-rolled noodles for him to eat. Later, when his father fell ill, his mother had to take care of the fruit shop, so she didn't have much time, so she didn't do it again.

"I want a piece of Fang Lin's hand-rolled noodles," Dong Yuhang said slowly, looking at the KT board on the wall and thinking of his mother.

Hearing Dong Yuhang's words, the woman yelled in the direction of the kitchen, "Hand-rolled noodles."

After finishing speaking, she still said to Dong Yuhang with a friendly smile: "Young man, just sit down for a while and meet for a while."

Hearing the woman's words, Dong Yuhang nodded and sat down.

The woman is a very talkative person, seeing Dong Yuhang sitting down, and the store is not very busy now, she looked at Dong Yuhang sitting down and asked: "Young man, listening to your accent, you don't look like a local. ?”

Hearing the woman's words, Dong Yuhang was a little surprised. Did his accent change unknowingly? Did it no longer resemble the accent here?

Think about it, it has been ten years since I went to Il to go to college until I died and was reborn on someone else's body. Ten years is not too short for a person's life. There are only a few decades in a person's life .

He didn't know whether his accent had changed unconsciously, or because he was reborn on Yang Zhantao's body. When he heard the woman's words, Dong Yuhang didn't explain anything. He just nodded and said "um". .

Seeing Dong Yuhang nodding, and looking at the backpack he put beside him, the woman continued to ask, "Is it for traveling? There are a lot of people traveling this season."

Dong Yuhang shook his head, "Come to see relatives," Dong Yuhang said casually

After speaking, he asked curiously: "How many people are traveling this season?" In his childhood memory, although Fang Lin had many trees and good air, he didn't have any tourist attractions, and no one would come here specially travel.

Hearing Dong Yuhang's question, the woman's face showed pride, "Of course, this is thanks to our Fanglin government. Since the completion of the Shilin River scenic spot three years ago, I have come here every year, especially in summer. There is an endless stream of people, and our common people have followed suit, no, it’s not time for meal, if it is time for meal, there will be a lot of people eating noodles in small noodle restaurants like mine that are far away from the scenic spot.”

Hearing what the woman said, Dong Yuhang knew that the development of the scenic spot of Shilin River had been completed. No wonder, no wonder, when he got off the train station yesterday, he found that there were many more hotels and guesthouses nearby than before. Even so, he found several Only then did I find a hotel with a room. It turned out that there were more people traveling.

At this time, the noodles ordered by Dong Yuhang were ready, and the waiter brought them up. Seeing that the noodles had arrived, the woman stopped bothering Dong Yuhang from eating the noodles, and said to him, "Your time" before turning around and walking back to the cash register. In front of the stage.

Looking at the noodles in front of him, he saw that they were hand-rolled instead of hot noodles pressed out by a machine. Even though he had eaten in the morning, Dong Yuhang was not very hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and ate.

While Dong Yuhang was eating noodles, he heard the middle-aged woman's voice again, "Hello, welcome."

Someone came in to eat noodles again, Dong Yuhang didn't care, and continued to eat his noodles.

"What do you want to eat?" The woman said enthusiastically as she walked out of the cash register.

After the woman finished speaking, Dong Yuhang didn't hear the new guest saying what he wanted to eat.

After a while, he heard a woman's voice asking with a trace of uncertainty: "Do you know this young man?"

Just now Dong Yuhang sensed someone standing next to him, but he thought it was a new customer who was looking at the KT board on the wall to order, and he didn't care. Now that he heard the woman's words, Dong Yuhang stopped eating noodles He moved and turned his head to look up at the face of the person standing next to him.

Seeing Dong Yuhang was really startled, because the person standing next to him was Lu Tiancheng, and Lu Tiancheng was also looking at him.

Seeing that Dong Yuhang, who was eating noodles, finally noticed him, Lu Tiancheng said to the proprietress, "Give me some of his food too." After speaking, he took two steps and sat opposite Dong Yuhang.

Of course, a middle-aged woman must be good at observing words and expressions when opening a shop. She also noticed the surprise and strangeness in the eyes of the two when they saw each other, so after hearing the new customers say the same points as the previous customers.

She yelled to the back chef, "Hand-rolled a piece of noodles," and then she didn't give play to her talkative nature again, but returned to the cashier counter with a sense of humor.

Lu Tiancheng, who was sitting opposite Dong Yuhang, was still staring straight at Dong Yuhang, as if he wanted to stare at him like this, to see through him, to see through him.

Seeing Lu Tiancheng staring at him so straightly, Dong Yuhang adhered to the principle that if he could talk less to Lu Tiancheng, he would be less likely to be discovered by Lu Tiancheng. He didn't speak, and let Lu Tiancheng watch.

He continued to eat the noodles on his own, thinking about leaving quickly after eating the noodles.

After staring at Dong Yuhang for a while, seeing him eating noodles on his own as if he didn't see himself, Lu Tiancheng said, "What are you doing here?"

Hearing Lu Tiancheng's question, Dong Yuhang stopped eating noodles, raised it up slightly, looked at Lu Tiancheng, and said word by word: "Come here for a trip, why, you can only come here, I can't do it if I come here for a trip Is it?"

"Travel? Where do you go to travel, is it to travel to the mountain tombs? Of course, if you have unique hobbies, it is your freedom to like to travel to the mountain tombs. I can't control it, but you see why I hide."

Hearing Lu Tiancheng's words, Dong Yuhang showed a trace of surprise on his face.

"Did you see me?" Dong Yuhang asked.

"I couldn't be sure before, I thought it was my eyesight, or I was wrong, but now I can be sure, the person I saw is you."

Hearing what Lu Tiancheng said, Dong Yuhang knew that he was careless. When Lu Tiancheng asked this question just now, he should have refused to admit that he had been there.

But now that he has already said that, it is too late to admit it.

"Of course I have to run when I see you, Mr. Lu. What if you, Mr. Lu, think that I have some purpose, or think that I am following you, and you want to strangle me to death again on the mountain in a fit of rage? There is no place where anyone can appear in the desert, if you strangle me, you will be strangled to death, and no one will rescue me."

Hearing what Dong Yuhang said, Lu Tiancheng's eyes fell on Dong Yuhang's neck unconsciously. The pinch mark on his neck had faded, but a little mark could still be seen when he looked closely.

Because Yang Zhantao mentioned Yuhang that night, which touched his bottom line, he was indeed a little impulsive. After thinking about it carefully, although Yang Zhantao had a certain attitude and habits like Yuhang, he did not approach him intentionally, but he would not take the initiative When he got close to him, especially after that incident, he avoided him as much as he could.

This made Lu Tiancheng feel that maybe it was just a coincidence. It just so happened that the expressions and actions of the two of them were similar. After all, he had never met Yang Zhantao a few times before, let alone had much contact with him, so he didn't know much about him. Heard it from others.

But just now, just now, when he saw Yang Zhantao appearing here, in this noodle restaurant, and confirmed that the person on the mountain was also him, Lu Tiancheng's heart began to become restless again, becoming a little chaotic up.

If the expressions and actions of the two are similar, Lu Tiancheng believes that there is such a coincidence, but he will also come here, appear in this noodle restaurant, and appear at the mountain tomb, Lu Tiancheng finds it hard to believe that this is also a coincidence.