a neighbor.
Lu Yin's ears seemed to be covered with a glass cover. These four words were of no weight, far away and unreal. She tried her best to look in that direction, the shiny black body reflected the strong light, making it difficult to open her eyes.
The windows of the rear seats were slowly raised, and the color of the glass was too mysterious and depressing. He bowed to the co-pilot, the window was open, a cigar was handed from behind, and a fire was offered, he bowed slightly to meet him, and after a few seconds, he leaned back on the back of the seat.
The cigar was several times thicker than a cigarette. He pinched it with his thumb and forefinger, and the remaining fingers curled slightly. After exhaling, he tilted his head to avoid the dense fog.
Lu Yin didn't move, she just stared at the ground, her gaze moved up inch by inch, and finally landed on him. The scar on his forehead was invisible in the sun, his short, hard hair was black and thick, and the profile of his side face was deep and three-dimensional. It was obviously the same face, but it was a little unfamiliar to her.
Not long after, the engine sounded, and the convoy drove away one after another. And from beginning to end, he stared at the front without looking back at her.
Lu Yin's heart was empty, for a second, she hoped to get a response, a look or a smile, even if it didn't prove anything.
The car merged into the main road, Lu Qiang was holding a cigar, and his arm was out of the car window. A wisp of green smoke was blown away by the wind, sparks landed on the back of his hand, he shook his hand, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick and he couldn't feel the pain.
Lu Qiang leaned his head on the back of the chair. Outsiders looked lazy and unrestrained, but his eyes seemed to glance at the rearview mirror unintentionally, seeing the woman with her head down, listless.
The driver stepped on the accelerator, and her shadow in the mirror shrunk until it became a black dot.
There was the sound of a lighter being wiped from behind, and Lu Qiang looked away.
After Qiu Zhen ordered one for him, he lit one himself, opened the window on his side, and dropped his hand out of the car window as well.
Lu Qiang raised his eyes to look at the endoscope. His hair was too long, covering the eyebrow on the right side. The hair was blown to the back by the wind, and he immediately smoothed it with his hands to cover it. Lu Qiang stared at him for a few seconds, and bumped into his eyes. The tails of the eyes were slightly longer, the pupils were black, and the single eyelids were somewhat similar to him, but the vicissitudes and precipitation of the years were missing.
Looking at each other for a few seconds, Qiu Zhen said, "Brother Qiang, come out later."
Lu Qiang said, "It's been half a year."
Qiu Zhen supported the back of the front chair with his arms, and his physique was comparable to that of Lu Qiang.
He said: "I've been staying abroad all these years. I heard from my dad that you came out a few days ago. If you don't return to the nest, you won't be able to get in touch. You just got off the plane the day before yesterday. Don't mind if you come now."
"I don't mind." Lu Qiang stared at the rearview mirror and smiled, "Xiao Zhen is getting stronger and stronger."
Qiu Zhen said: "If you eat what the Yankees eat, you can make up for what you need."
"Aren't you leaving this time?"
Qiu Zhen glanced to the side: "That depends on how my dad arranges it."
Qiu Shizu snorted coldly: "Look at your performance, if you don't do your job all day long, if you fool around with a bunch of men and women, I will get you out."
Qiu Zhen frowned secretly, agreed, and asked Lu Qiang casually: "Brother Qiang, who was that person standing next to you just now?"
Lu Qiang paused with his finger flicking the cigarette ash, and suddenly looked into the endoscope, his eyes were full of interest, and the light shone brightly, how old was he, he didn't know how to restrain himself and pretend, a look was enough to expose himself. In the past six years, he has not changed at all.
Lu Qiang looked coldly: "Neighbors in the community."
"Are you familiar?"
"Unfamiliar."
"Then help me...fuck me..." He cursed in a low voice, clutching the back of his head: "Why are you hitting me!"
Qiu Shizu said sternly: "The old problem has recurred, and you don't have a long memory after suffering a lot, right?"
"Can you stop mentioning those bad things all the time? I'm tired of listening," Qiu Zhen was annoyed, and didn't dare to contradict him openly, he just muttered: "I didn't ask anything."
It was quiet all the way.
The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the 'Nest Club', and Lu Qiang followed Qiu Shizu up by the elevator. It was not business hours, and the place was empty, and several cleaners cleaned up the rubbish made last night.
In the air, the intoxicating smell of tobacco, wine and perfume has not dissipated.
Qiu Shizu took the lead and walked forward, waved his hand backwards, and someone immediately went to clear the field.
In the middle of the hall is the dance floor, and around it, there is a long corridor. At the end of the corridor is the elevator, which can go all the way to the eighteenth floor.
A burst of messy footsteps, leather shoes stepping on the shiny ground, the crystal chandelier above the head emits bright light, the inner wall wrapped in glass and metal is ostentatious and luxurious, and the entire lobby is resplendent.
Lu Qiang followed behind the crowd and looked up. This used to be his chassis, which had been refurbished, and he hardly recognized it. I haven't set foot in the past six years, things are not people, and I am somewhat lucky and disappointed.
Sitting in a wide place, Qiu Shizu leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed. Someone next to him handed him a cigarette and fire. He lit it and looked at Lu Qiang.
Lu Qiang was still wearing security trousers and sweatshirt, and those old cloth shoes on his feet. When he came out in a hurry, he didn't wear a coat.
Qiu Shizu glanced up and down: "Is it cold? I'll find someone to take you to change clothes first?"
"No need," Lu Qiang leaned forward and supported his knees: "Old Qiu, I have to leave later, there is no leave over there."
He looked at him through the lens with his sharp old eyes, and sneered: "This nest will be yours, where else are you going?"
Lu Qiang lowered his head and smiled.
Qiu Shizu said: "Ah Sheng troubled you last night?" He didn't say a word, he said again: "He used to love to fight with you, but he is not convinced when he is not as good as you. You have been away all these years, and he has been helping in Chaohui. I, seeing you come out, was afraid that my status would be threatened, so I impulsively did some stupid things."
Lu Qiang said, "It's not his fault."
"I whipped him, and he's still kneeling behind."
Lu Qiang said with a smile: "There is no need, Mr. Qiu, don't be angry."
Qiu Shizu took two puffs of his cigarette, crushed it out in the ashtray, and said, "The last meeting was too hasty. The newly opened entertainment. City is finishing up the equipment, so I didn't take care of you..." He paused, "Half a year is enough for you." I'm out of breath, and I need someone right now, not to mention that I have plans to let Xiao Zhen take over, and I need support."
Qiu Zhen sat next to him, and added: "Brother Qiang, come back and help me, we have been together for so many years, I just trust you."
Lu Qiang lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.
Qiu Shizu looked at him, and not long after, he frowned: "You take Xiao Zhen to the new venue," paused, "...there is absolutely clean over there. If you want to, you can take care of the rest of the nest, A Sheng Just run the business."
Lu Qiang touched his forehead with his hand, but still didn't speak.
"Qiangzi," Qiu Shizu leaned back in his chair, lowered his voice, "Since when did you become such a mother-in-law, and it's so difficult to nod your head? Where's the previous courage?"
Lu Qiang rubbed his hands, and raised his head after a few seconds: "Old Qiu, it's enough that you still think about Qiangzi, but I can't take over the scene."
"reason."
Lu Qiang said: "I went into the Public Security Bureau last night, and I almost couldn't come back. I didn't dare to mention a word about Ah Sheng. I was afraid of getting into trouble, and I was afraid of going in again..." He asked for a cigarette from the side, and suddenly After taking a few breaths, he calmly said: "In the past few years, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, it's like a fucking nightmare, now I come out, and I still have lingering fears, you ask me about my courage, I have long been caught by those dead cops It was polished. It was a rinsing place. Not only was it washed, but the skin was peeled off, and the ambition was washed away along with it... "
He smoked a cigarette: "I can't help Xiao Zhen, now I'm left with a stinky skin, deal with it alive."
After a long silence, Qiu Shizu sighed: "Blame me..."
Lu Qiang said: "Without you, there would be no Qiangzi. This kindness will never be forgotten in my life."
***
Lu Qiang did not ask Qiu Shizu to send a car, so he found the nearest bus stop.
Someone called him from behind. When Lu Qiang turned his head, it was Qiu Zhen who came after him: "Brother Qiang..." He jogged across the road, "I'll see you off."
He pointed to the stop sign: "No, the bus is very convenient."
Qiu Zhen rummaged through his pockets and lit him a cigarette, "We haven't seen each other for six years, let's get together sometime later."
Lu Qiang took a puff of cigarette, but did not answer directly: "Xiao Zhen, do a good job in Entertainment City. After all, you have stayed abroad, and the ink in your belly is thicker than ours. What you learn is used in business."
Qiu Zhen said sincerely: "No experience, Brother Qiang, I think you can come back."
Lu Qiang said: "Experience comes from hard work," and patted him on the shoulder: "It's a matter of time, you can do it."
He opened his mouth, and Lu Qiang glanced into the distance: "I'll go first, the car is coming."
Regardless of his persuasion, Lu Qiang raised his leg and got into the car.
The temperature rose at noon, and the car was a bit stuffy. There was a thin layer of sweat, soaking in the burning pain of the wound on his back. Lu Qiang's expression was still unmoved. Down.
Back at the sentry box, Tan Wei had already left, leaving a note on the table, Lu Qiang glanced at it, and threw it into the trash can.
Genzi came here in the morning, and he didn't see half of the people. In the evening, he heard people he knew at the nest meeting say about it, so he quit the work at hand and ran back immediately.
It was time to change shifts, Lu Qiang finished the handover, and sat on the bench outside with Genzi. Old Li likes to be lively, and I have seen him a few times, chatting with the two of them outside the station before going back to the house to make tea.
Genzi glanced into the sentry box, and asked anxiously: "Brother, how are you? Chen Sheng is bothering you? I heard that I went to Mr. Qiu's place today?"
Lu Qiang snorted: "You are well informed."
Genzi scratched his head in embarrassment: "Is it hurt?"
Lu Qiang glanced at him, didn't hide it, and just lifted up his clothes to show him.
Genzi took a deep breath and was shocked, as if he was injured on his own body, and he also felt pain.
"Brother, we have to go to the hospital for some medicine for this injury."
Lu Qiang said: "Don't make a fuss, there is no bleeding or skin, what kind of medicine do you take?"
"The medicine will heal quickly, but it will swell up tomorrow, and it's still hot. If the inside becomes inflamed and festers, it's me who will suffer."
He thought for a while: "... Mother's trouble."
Just as Lu Qiang got up, he was suddenly blocked by a figure in front of him. He lowered his eyes and saw a soft and greasy body piercing straight to his chest, followed by the pungent smell of perfume.
The woman wore a tight skirt that only hugged her buttocks. On an October day, she wore only a pair of flesh-colored stockings underneath. Her red lips were bright and radiant, and her long, wavy hair covered half of her forehead.
It was the woman who complained about setting fire to the roof a long time ago.
The woman's surname is Zhang.
Lu Qiang blocked it with his arm and mocked, "Miss Zhang, are you feeling unwell?"
Zhang surname was taken aback, "No."
"Then stand up straight and talk."
"I hate it." She squeezed her throat and said angrily, left Lu Qiang's arm, and tugged at the hem of the skirt: "Is there any express delivery for me?"
Lu Qiang said: "It's time to change shifts, ask Lao Li inside."
"you do not know?"
"have no idea."
"You are really incompetent as a security guard." He drew his finger on Lu Qiang's chest and smiled coquettishly.
She stepped on small high heels, twisted her hips and went into the sentry box. After a few steps, she turned her head and said, "Hey! The water outlet of my water valve is too small. I'm afraid it's blocked. Can you help me someday?"
Lu Qiang glanced at her.
She raised her eyebrows: "Just door 8, the fourth floor."
Lu Qiang raised his chin: "Old Li is good at this matter."
He walked out the door, looking at the woman's back, and followed quickly after a long time.
He whispered softly: "Brother, you just refused?"
"You want to go?"
"No," Genzi glanced at him, "You weren't like this before!"
"What was it like before?"
Genzi chuckled and raised his eyebrows wretchedly.
Lu Qiang made a gesture to hit him: "You son of a bitch."
...
The gate of the community is used for private cars, and the small gate next to it is used for walking. The gate is not wide enough for two people to pass side by side.
Lu Qiang walked forward, paused at the door, and first gave way to those who came in from outside. After waiting for a few seconds, another person passed by, this time he did not give way.
The person on the opposite side was blocked and stopped.
Lu Yin raised her head and saw him standing in front of her intact. Her eyes lit up, and her heart that had been hanging for a day suddenly fell. Looking at this face, she became inexplicably angry. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when she saw a , the plastic bag in his hand was subconsciously carried behind his back, and he choked back the words abruptly.
Lu Yin took a step to the right, trying to go around him, but Lu Qiang stepped to block it. She bit her lip, walked to the left again, and slammed into his chest.
She looked at him angrily.
Lu Qiang bent his lips: "Miss, where are you going?"
Lu Yin lowered her eyes and rolled her eyes: "Left."
Lu Qiang didn't give way, she had no choice but to go to the right, she didn't expect him to step over and embrace her unexpectedly.
The laughter above the head was extremely hateful: "There is no distinction between left and right?"
Lu Yin pinched him secretly, her whole face flushed red.
After hugging for a few seconds, someone passed behind, Lu Qiang let go of his hand, stopped teasing her, leaned over, and let her go.
The moment he brushed against him, Lu Yin bumped him with an elbow: "I hate it."
The back of Lu Qiang's head went numb, these two words were spoken separately, the vulgar and vulgar voice just now was uttered by her, with a bit of complaint and a bit of coquettishness, he reacted almost immediately.
She walked more than ten meters away from her back, Lu Qiang looked away, feeling hot all over, and the wound was faintly painful.
Genzi was dumbfounded: "Brother, are you molesting someone?"
Lu Qiang said, "From now on, you have to be called sister-in-law."
Genzi was dumbfounded: "Did it work?"
Lu Qiang loosened his pants, "Any comments?"
"It's not like that," he murmured, "That's obviously a decent woman, it's like you don't know each other."
"Fuck," Lu Qiang slapped him on the head: "I'm not serious?"
"Hey... not that interesting."
Lu Qiang said: "That's a little mouse, it's too timid, don't rush, take your time."
Before Genzi recovered, he heard him say again: "You go back today, brother has time to buy you a drink."
"... Then don't go to the hospital?"
Lu Qiang looked at the back of her walking away, and had already seen clearly what she was carrying in her hand: "It's no longer necessary."
***
Two minutes after Lu Yin arrived home, and just changed her clothes, someone knocked on the door.
She held her breath in her heart and wanted to ignore it, but finally opened the door.
Lu Yin turned and went into the room, Lu Qiang closed the door and hugged him from behind. She lifted her feet off the ground, kicked a few times in the air, and threw a slipper onto the coffee table.
Lu Qiang grabbed her by the neck and bit her a few times, Lu Yin struggled, but couldn't resist his strength, the biting turned into a light kiss, the breath was heavy, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the air became more and more intense.
It was still dark, the lights were on in the room, and the curtains were not drawn, so they could clearly see each other as they entangled each other.
Lu Yin's heart was pounding, her face turned into a red tomato, and she rushed back to pinch his waist.
Lu Qiang was shocked, threw her away, took a deep breath, and pointed at her: "Touch Lao Tzu's waist again, and I will kill you next time."
He spoke fiercely, but gently rubbed the top of her hair, took the slippers from the coffee table, and squatted down: "Lift your feet."
Lu Yin supported his shoulders, put on the shoes, he stood up, and she took half a step back.
After the impulse passed, Lu Qiang was not so dangerous. Turning around, he saw the plastic bag thrown beside the sofa, a big bulging bag, he hooked the corner of his lower lip, and sat on the sofa to open it.
"Bought it for me?"
Lu Yin said stiffly: "Just on the way."
There was an injury on her body, and she didn't want to tell her at first, but when she was bumped into in the morning, she no longer concealed it.
He pulled off his sweatshirt, "Come and help me apply the medicine."
Seeing his naked upper body, Lu Yin was startled in shock even though she was prepared.
She came back late today and passed the pharmacy on the way. She knew that the relationship between the two of them was not enough to buy him medicine, but when she saw him in the morning, the injury on his body was definitely not light, so she hesitated and went in.
The salesperson asked her what to buy.
She hesitated for a long time, unable to describe the specific symptoms of the disease, and in the end, Lingling always bought a bunch of them back.
Lu Qiang called softly: "Come here, what are you thinking about standing there?"
Lu Yin went over and took the cotton ball from him. Lu Qiang unscrewed a bottle of liquid medicine, "Sterilize first."
He leaned on the sofa and stared at the woman in front of him.
Lu Yin squeezed the cotton ball tightly, not knowing where to start, the chest in front of him rose and fell slightly, and a dark blood purlin in the right pectoral muscle was drooping around the dragon's mouth. The eyes are bright green, and the corners of the mouth are bloodthirsty, making people creepy.
She was still unwilling to reach out, Lu Qiang saw her thoughts, squeezed the little hand, and slowly covered the dragon's head, he felt her shrinking and dodging, the hand in the palm was tense and trembled slightly .
He looked into her eyes: "Afraid?"
Lu Yin pursed her lips.
He smiled kindly: "What are you afraid of with a tattoo?" Lu Qiang took off the cotton ball in her hand, took her hand to caress his chest, and said hypnotically: "Touch it, it recognizes people, it looks fierce, but it is actually very tattooed." Obedient... especially to my Lu Qiang's woman."
Lu Yin couldn't help but glance at him, he took her finger and stroked every line inch by inch. The skin under the fingers was hard and plump, but it carried a scalding heat.
She curled up her fingers, Lu Qiang didn't let go, and pressed all over, the heartbeat under her palm was extraordinarily strong.
"It's not as scary as you think, and it doesn't have anything to say. I just messed around when I was young and got tattoos for fun... I used to do this at that time, and there are all kinds of patterns..." He smiled and leaned closer to her ear: " There are also people who have tattoos on their dicks. I was encouraged at that time and almost got tattooed... "
It took Lu Yin a few seconds to understand what he meant, and blood rushed to his brain.
Lu Qiang clasped the back of her head, and gestured to his chest: "Would you like to kiss her, and get close to it?"
Lu Yin was startled, and raised her hand to push his chest, but he had already let go before he could exert any strength, it turned out he was teasing her.
Having been molested thoroughly, Lu Yin gasped for breath and pulled out her hand vigorously, Lu Qiang laughed out loud, his gloomy mood was completely swept away.
Lu Yin was really not afraid now, and snatched the cotton ball from him: "Will you still wipe it off?"
"Wipe." Lu Qiang held back his laugh, sat upright and obediently wiped it for her.
There was no words in the room for a while, it was surprisingly quiet.
He didn't say a word during the whole process, but Lu Yin couldn't help but frowned.
After wiping the front, Lu Qiang turned over and lay down on the sofa, the marks on the back were heavier than the front, Lu Yin's hands trembled a little.
After enduring it for a while, she still asked, "How did you get this injury?"
Lu Qiang closed his eyes and said lightly: "I met a few gangsters last night, and I didn't give them money."
Lu Yin pursed her lower lip: "What about the group of people this morning?"
"Previous client."
"What did you do before?"
"Business."
Lu Yin didn't believe any of the truth.
Silence for a while: "How can you be locked up for doing business?"
This is the second time she asked him.
Lu Qiang opened his eyes suddenly, she paused, he got up, Lu Yin was still sitting on the edge of the sofa, he bent his legs and put her in front of him.
"Yinyin," he called her, "That's a thing of the past. I can't give you the explanation you want. In the past, bastards did bad things. Now I want to be an ordinary person." He stroked her hair: " You are the person I really want for the first time, we are good friends, and I, Lu Qiang, will give you all the good things, is this enough?"
Lu Yin lowered her eyelids: "I just think that we are not suitable... In fact, should we all think about it calmly..."
It was completely silent, Lu Qiang looked at her for a while, then raised her chin: "I can see that you care about me a little bit."
Lu Yin's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes flickered.
Lu Qiang shook his finger: "Answer me?"
Lu Yin didn't dare to look into his eyes.
He said softly, "Isn't it?"
Lu Yin finally nodded slightly.
Lu Qiang touched her forehead with his lips: "I'll pretend you didn't say what you just said."