Tomb Raider: What the hell is this strange commission?

The story of Black Glasses has been told for a long time, spanning nearly a century.

The epitome of the era was only mentioned in a few sentences from his mouth. Apart from the old-time extravagance, only the part about Black Glasses studying in Germany was worth listening to.

Chi Yu also lived in Germany for a period of time, but from his perspective, he did not find those days very interesting.

He listened carefully to Black Glasses' narration like a picky critic. It was not a prelude to a complete denial, but an attempt to use these few fragments to piece together a complete puzzle from the dull ruins.

——To be honest, it’s very different.

Chi Yu thought as he looked at the model that was gradually being perfected.

But the torrent of time does not care about the thoughts of any life. It rushes forward all the way. A man called "Master Qi Baye" begins to appear frequently in the mouth of Black Glasses, and the Nine Gates behind him are also mentioned again.

"Life in China was not easy, and I was in a state of poverty for a while. But I met Mr. Ba, who said that we were destined to be together, and he helped me for a while on the road."

As the man with black glasses spoke, he took out a few copper coins from somewhere and played with them back and forth in his hands. The small copper discs seemed to have suddenly come to life and danced in his hands.

"The Qi family is a single-line family, but Master Ba made an exception and passed on all the various things except the bloodline secrets to me. I don't know what he liked about me, but I am also a person who remembers favors, so I followed Master Ba and stayed in Changsha."

"Speaking of Changsha..." Black Glasses stretched out his tone, "He is also an old friend of ours."

"There are many ancient tombs around Changsha. In order to make a living, people at that time did everything they could. So when one tomb robber succeeded, the rest of the people would naturally follow suit, and it could be considered a new trend."

"It's a good thing to have something to do, but when something develops without restraint, it's hard to say whether it's good or bad." Black Glasses smiled, "So there must always be a leader to stand up so that this industry can survive for a long time."

Chi Yu's eyes moved, "Zhang Qishan."

"Yes, it's Lord Buddha."

The man with black glasses said, "I was actually quite surprised when you asked me about the Nine Gates last year. But at that time, Boss Chi, you only asked about the people, and I didn't talk about the matter. Now is a good opportunity. Why don't you listen to it again?"

Chi Yu said "hmm", and then the man with black glasses continued his story over there.

That seemed to be a golden age that belonged exclusively to the Nine Gates, but the glory did not last long in that cruel era.

The huge waves swept away everything, and people built their new homes on the ruins. However, the former Nine Gates chose to go their separate ways, never to be seen again.

The man with black glasses smiled at Chi Yu, with some regret and nostalgia in his tone: "Eighth Master is a very good person. If you have met him, you will definitely think he is a good person."

"Unfortunately, too many things happened in Changsha at that time, and Mr. Ba couldn't stay there any longer, so he fled abroad with his family to seek refuge. Since then, I haven't heard from him again."

The moonlight sprinkled on the man with black glasses, and his dark leather jacket reflected a lonely light. Chi Yu looked at him without any feeling in his heart, but a strong wind blew by, messing up his long hair, making Chi Yu couldn't help but let out a "tsk".

Black Glasses paused his recollection. He watched Chi Yu take out a rubber band from his pocket and impatiently grab his hair. He smiled softly and said, "Boss Chi, it seems you are still not used to having long hair."

"It's troublesome to have long hair," said Chi Yu.

Especially after staying in Lop Nur for more than half a month this time, the feeling is even stronger.

In addition to taking longer to wash and care for your hair, you also have to be careful not to make overly violent movements when letting your hair down. On the long, windy days unique to the desert, your hair always runs around uncontrollably, which is very annoying. Chi Yu has to give himself a windproof buff from time to time to avoid having to tidy up his appearance so frequently.

If it wasn't for the purpose of covering up the scales spreading from behind her ears, Chi Yu would not have chosen to keep long hair in the first place.

But now it seems that this choice brings too many negative effects. It would be better to change all jackets to stand-up collars.

Or just cut it.

Chi Yu tied up her long hair casually and thought casually.

The man with black glasses took this opportunity to take a sip of wine. He looked at his hair that Chi Yu had tied up hastily and then left alone, sighed, and lowered his head to take a sip from the wine cup.

Chi Yu was a little puzzled by Black Glasses' silence. He tilted his head and asked Black Glasses, "Why don't you continue? I think you're going to talk for a long time."

The man with black glasses smiled at him, drank the rest of the wine, stood up, and approached Chi Yu, "I was just thinking, Boss Chi, if you don't need to keep your hair down all the time, it must look good if you tie it up."

"I think convenience is more important than appearance."

Chi Yu said, he turned his head and looked at the man with black glasses who walked behind him, "What's wrong with you again? Why do you have to stand behind for no reason?"

Chi Yu's answer was a golden hairpin that was handed to him.

The base of the hairpin seems to be solid to the touch, and the slender gold threads are coiled into the shape of auspicious cloud patterns, but it is not made entirely of pure gold.

A white snake carved from mutton-fat jade is coiled in the cloud pattern and entangled with gold threads. A dozen rubies the size of rice grains are inlaid on it in an orderly manner. The bright colors make the jade even more soft and beautiful.

"Boss Chi doesn't care about his hair. Poor beautiful hair that can't cry. Otherwise, you wouldn't choose to ignore it like this now." The man with the black glasses said with a smile.

He lowered his head slightly and picked up the long hair. "Anyway, I can't bear to see you, a blind man, so I decided to kindly give you a nice hairstyle. You're welcome."

Hearing this, Chi Yu subconsciously leaned forward a little.

The man with black glasses did not use much force in grabbing the hair, so the soft black hair slipped easily from his hands, leaving only the ends of the hair brushing across his fingertips, bringing a cool feeling similar to that of its owner.

Chi Yu turned around and put the hairpin back into Black Glasses' empty hand, filling the gap. "The hairpin is valuable, you keep it yourself. If it gets bumped or dented, don't come to me. I'm not responsible."

The man with black glasses laughed and said, "Don't worry, Boss Chi. I am a man of conscience after all. I won't do anything to blackmail you."

He was answered with a sneer.

So the man with black glasses sighed helplessly: "Well, this hairpin was originally a gift from the palace. Due to the turbulent times, a lot of it was lost outside. I spent a lot of effort to get some of it back."

"Poor blind man, I wanted to bring back the things to share my good mood with you before they were even warm, but I ended up running into a heartless guy like you, Boss Chi. It's really disheartening."

"So your way of expressing your good mood is to prepare a hairstyle for me?" Chi Yu asked.

"uh-huh?"

"You're doing this so late at night. You can check your brain when the sun comes up."

Chi Yu was always very straightforward in front of him, and there was no need for any beating around the bush in their conversations. But sometimes, Chi Yu's words were so blunt that they were a little heartbreaking.

So the man with black glasses wiped away his non-existent tears through his sunglasses and put away the golden hairpin.

"My story is too long. Now that I've finished my drink, Boss Chi, you have to let me find something else to do so that I can continue to tell this story."

"There's still half a pot of tea left. It's yours."

"I still want to live a few more years, Boss Chi, but please don't." The man with black glasses said with a smile.

He looked at Chi Yu's unmoved expression, thought for a moment, and added, "Don't worry, Boss Chi, we'll take care of the demolition and make sure it won't disturb your rest."

Their gazes remained frozen in the air for a while, but in the end, Black Glasses got Chi Yu's consent as he wished.

Seeing Chi Yu's warning look that implied "You'll be dead if you dare to do anything bad in front of me", the man with black glasses thought happily: Well, he really does want to live a few more years.