Offensive change: superficial love

After seeing off Chu Ruxu and his assistant, Yan Jue made a phone call with them, and after finalizing some details, he directly booked the earliest air ticket for the next day.

The distance between Jingcheng and Ningcheng is not too far, less than two hours' flight.

The driver from the branch company came to pick him up, and Yan Ju didn't even have the patience to go back to the hotel to settle in first, so he went directly to a friend who was qualified to bid.

To be precise, Wang Zhi can be regarded as Bo Lu's friend.

Bo Lu was in the limelight at this time, and the other party probably knew more about the recent affairs of the Bai family, so this time Bo Lu took the initiative to ask Wang Zhi for help, and he immediately made a favor.

According to Wang Zhi, the location is good, but because of the title of "historical and cultural building protection area", no one can move it. It has not been able to be developed for so many years, and many people have always been thinking about it.

But I don’t know why, there have been many accidents in that area recently, and I can’t tell whether it is man-made or a manifestation of the obsolete nature of the times.

It is not uncommon to see fires caused by house collapses and fire hazards, and there are countless small-scale door-picking locks.

Coupled with the reason of the "protection area", the large-scale renovation of the old houses cannot be approved, and the small-scale renovations can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Except for a few elderly people who have lived their whole lives and are unwilling to move, they are basically vacant now.

At the beginning of the year, there was news that it was finally going to be demolished.

There is a lot of money to be made in the demolition and subsequent construction. Although there is no public bidding yet, these well-connected companies have been more or less reminded recently, and it is expected that there will be movement next week at the latest.

Since it was inside information, not all stakeholders would know about it, and it was normal for an owner like Yan Ju who hadn't come back for many years not to hear the news.

At noon, the two of them made an appointment with a few people from the government, making insinuations and probing, but unfortunately, I don't know if they have been strict in the style of work recently, a table of old foxes, their mouths are tighter than each other.

After changing the wine for several rounds, in the end, I could only confirm that there must be a move over there, but I couldn't figure out how to move and where to move.

A meal went straight to two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

After it was over, Yan Jue politely declined Wang Zhi's offer to send him back to the hotel by car, and only said that he had to do some personal business, so he hail a taxi casually.

After announcing his destination, Yan Ju adjusted to a comfortable position and sat firmly, tugged on his tie, and undid his cuff buttons.

He didn't have a good rest last night, and he lost his appetite when he was in a bad mood. He drank a lot just now, even though the two vice presidents who followed him kept helping to hold back the drink, Yan Ju was still [-]% drunk.

He is conscious, but his eye sockets are faintly swollen, and he is slightly dizzy.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene outside the window, Yan Ju inevitably felt nostalgic.

He hasn't been back for almost four or five years.

It's not that there is no free time, it's just a simple escape.

Yan Ju actually likes this seaside city very much, and most of the hometown brings him happy memories.

But the blame can only be blamed on him being too happy in his childhood. His parents were lively people who held his hand and walked almost all the streets and alleys in the city.

And after the beautiful appearance is shattered, those memories can only become hideous as time goes by.

There will be no chance of being faded and forgotten, and there is no sign of healing from the scars for the time being.

But the city is actually changing very fast. Some new buildings can't even be recognized by Yan Ji, and the days are constantly moving forward, as if the past has really passed.

Yan Ju knew that the accident in his family was just a misfortune that couldn't be more ordinary in the world.

No one cares except the parties involved.

But Yan Ji has always been stubborn.

Even though he tried his best to avoid those negative influences, he still insisted on leaving something behind.

As if, if he could keep his childhood home, his old life could be trapped there forever.

"Handsome guy." The driver called him suddenly, interrupting the mixed-talking hurt.

Yan Yan pulled out a forced smile, looked at the other party, and saw the driver's elder brother raised the things in his hand at him, and asked embarrassingly: "Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette? It's almost time for the shift, really a bit tired."

"I don't mind." Yan Ju shook his head, paused for half a second, and then said, "Can I share one?"

The driver was obviously a little surprised, turned around while waiting for the red light, looked at Yan Ju a few times, then handed back the cigarette case, kindly reminded: "It's a cheap brand, very strong, not easy to smoke."

"It's okay." Yan Ju smiled indifferently, squeezed out one, and lit it with the other party's lighter.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled a thin mist. The pale white smoke gathered into a wisp and floated out along the half-opened car window.

Inferior nicotine takes effect quickly. The long-lost emotional paralysis and cheap nerve stimulation promote the secretion of dopamine, bringing false and short-term happiness.

Yan Yu finally relaxed.

When the green light came on, the master driver withdrew his curious eyes, opened up the conversation box, and smacked his tongue with a smile: "I can't tell, handsome guy, I think you white and clean social elites can't get used to this kind of stuff that costs seven or eight dollars a pack." Woolen cloth."

Alcohol and cigarettes gave Yan Ju double comfort, and he was a little bit in the mood to joke with people: "Then you are not accurate enough in judging people."

But in fact, he has quit for a while.

Yan Ji has no addiction, he has always restrained himself.

It's just that when socializing, I will adapt to the atmosphere, and when I am busy, I will light up a refreshing stick.

Also, when Bo Lu found out that he hated the smell of cigarettes, he would deliberately dangle in front of him with a cigarette in his mouth, admiring the other party's daring to speak out.

The feelings brought by such things are similar, although they can obtain instant pleasure, but the equivalent effect fades away, and they will only be surrounded by a more violent emptiness.

Yan Ju has been obsessed for a while, adolescence is inherently unstable, he has no close friends to relieve him, and no elders at home to provide guidance, so it is normal to try and explore by himself.

But recently, he wanted to completely get rid of bad habits. After struggling a few times, he still decided to stay away from things that create illusions to lure people into immersion.

It's not that he is so determined, it's just that Yan Ji knows himself too well.

Anything he never had, or had and lost, was easy enough to sway him.

The most effective way of self-preservation is to stay away when you can still let go.

Human emotions are fragile, and the relationship between people is fragile. Even the human body is so fragile that it will disappear someday.

For example, the six confusing years between him and Bo Lu, the tragic ending of his parents without warning, such as... Chu Ruxu?

Yan Ju was a little surprised, and he didn't understand why he suddenly thought of the other party.

Maybe it's because he really wandered around too much in front of my eyes recently, maybe it's because he didn't make progress, and was once again dragged into the trap by passionate emotional stimulation.

It is true that Yan Ju is easily dependent on the feeling of being accompanied.

He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

I've been busy today, and after I hung up on Chu Ruxu's two calls, the other party didn't call again, and I don't know if she was angry.

Do you want to coax?

But they are not dating...

Yan Ju didn't want to get into another relationship either.

Talking about feelings with his cautious and unrepentant character, whether it is for the other party or himself, is a kind of slow consumption.

Still coaxing?

Yan Yu thought hesitantly.

Subconsciously, he didn't seem to want to see Chu Ruxu's sad expression.

Like bullying some poor little animal.

No wonder.

"Handsome guy, are you a local?" The driver brother couldn't bear to talk lonely, interrupting Yan Ji's wanton wandering thoughts.

Yan Ju reacted for a while, nodded, and asked with a smile, "Do I have an accent when I speak?"

"No." The driver quickly waved his hand and explained, "The old city has been unmanaged for a long time, and the security is very bad now, and tourists from other places will not go there by themselves."

Yan Ju pursed his lips, as if he didn't understand.

When did the bustling, romantic and smoky place in my memory become so disgusting.

The driver drove the car seriously, didn't notice Yan Ju's disappointment, and continued: "The location over there is so good, it's backed by the mountain, it's not too cold in winter and not too hot in summer, it's near the beach, and it's not far from the business district. What a pity."

"At the beginning, it was because of the thousand-year-old ancient temple inside and a few old mansions. The upper management was lazy and directly designated the surrounding area as a protection zone."

"There are no people living there now. There are a pile of broken walls and tiles. It's better to demolish and rebuild. If there is a street in that area, it will definitely be popular."

Yan Ju really didn't know what to agree with. From a businessman's point of view, he was in favor of the other party's plan, but from his own point of view...

He also really hoped to leave a thought for himself.

"You're right." Yan Ju smiled stiffly, not intending to let his selfishness disturb the other party's interest.

And the driver brother seemed to have finally sensed what was wrong with him, so he stopped his voice immediately, coughed a few times, and changed the subject: "Hey, handsome guy, so you are going home to visit relatives?"

Yan Ju paused, then shook his head, and revealed his scar generously and frankly: "I have no relatives."

As if unconscious, he snuffed out the cigarette with his fingertips, and a small red mark spread across the fair skin of his hand: "Going home this time..."

Yan Ju looked out the window indifferently, and murmured to himself, "Actually, I want to say goodbye."

The author says:

I'm here I'm here -3-

Don't ask what Xiao Chu is doing when Ju Ju is sad, Xiao Chu is holding back his big moves (?)