The morning sunlight came into the room with the hustle and bustle of Luoyin Street.

The clothes on the ground were ignored. The figure walking by opened the wardrobe, which contained only an old shirt and dark jeans.

"I seem to be the poorest during this period."

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, the redstone arm that broke the left shoulder and walked through the sleeve, simply put the shirt on. The bulging muscle lines tightened the shirt, buttoned the cuffs, and found another glove to cover the redstone palm. He turned around and walked to the worn refrigerator, took a piece of bread, and a cell phone, and quickly walked out of the door.

Step on...

In the up and down corridor, an old couple passed Xia Yi with a vegetable basket. The old man greeted him: "Xia Yi, it's so early!" The old man next to him was about to pull the old man, but the words came to his mouth, swallowed them back, looking at the back nodding and smiling and leaving, he stood there in a daze.

The old man who walked past two steps stopped and turned around and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Huh... it's strange."

The aunt frowned and walked up the steps, crossed her husband, and shook her head: "How come Xia Yi feels a lot stronger... I didn't look like this two days ago."

"The old man is so dizzy!" The old man followed with his hands behind his back and scolded: "I told you not to watch TV all day long! Young people grow up and look the same every day."

"That's not so fast... Am I really blinded?"

The old woman carrying vegetables walked through the corner of the stairs and couldn't help but turn her head to look. Outside the unit door below, Xia Yi's figure had already walked to the not-so-wide street. Because of a rain, the ground was muddy, the mud was mixed with rotten grass leaves, or the buns that I don't know who had eaten.

The figure walking across the street squeezed away the two pedestrians blocking the road, one of the two men holding their arms around her shoulders, and cursed and said, "Who is not fucking eyes..." Then, looking back, his eyes moved upwards, seeing a tall and strong figure, the tight shirt outlined the hard lines of the muscles, and the only one-eye that was opened had a sharp edge that was difficult to see directly.

The man shrank his neck and quickly let go of his arm holding his companion, and instinctively went to the side, making a move: "….. Please, please."

Luoxiang Street is mixed with fish and dragons, and people passing by look over, and after a moment, they are busy with their own affairs. It is not surprising that such things are common.

Xia Yi naturally knew this. When she walked to the grocery store with the word "Youyu", the girl lying on the counter seemed to hear the familiar footsteps, and hurriedly supported her and looked straight at the muddy ground on the street. A pair of beautiful dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother Yi, I'm going to work."

Then, his nose wrinkled slightly, "... Brother Yi, what does it smell on you?"

Xia Yi lowered her head and sniffed it, but she understood in her heart that although the blind man lost his vision, his other senses would become particularly sensitive.

"It's okay, this outfit may have been in the closet for too long." Xia Yi said with a smile, then stopped, stood opposite the girl, and looked at her quietly.

Behind the counter, the blind Xiaoyu lowered her head, her face was red, and she could feel it. She looked up straight, and she spoke shyly, and her voice was soft.

"Brother Yi...what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly thinking about something, the girl panickedly took out a plastic bag from under the counter, held it in her hand and handed it to Xia Yi, her face turned redder, as thin as a mosquito sound: "Yi... Brother... This is what I made this morning, you bring it with you."

"good."

Xia Yi did not hesitate this time and reached out to take it. A voice came from the shop: "Oh, you're so rude. When will you come here with the bride money?"

In the store, a woman in her forties placed her things to sell on the shelves. She glanced at Xia Yi who was standing outside, continued to fiddle with her, and snorted in her nose: "Although my daughter can't see it, her aunt can see it, and she won't be deceived."

"Auntie..." Jiang Yu turned around and whispered, blushing and facing Xia Yi again: "Brother Yi... I'm sorry... Actually, Auntie..."

"It doesn't matter."

Xia Yi naturally knew what kind of person Xu Qiuhua was inside, and smiled: "Then I'll leave first, come back."

After saying that, he nodded politely to the woman inside, and Jiang Jiancheng who was coming out, turned around and walked through the long street where the crowds came and went. Various dirty billboards, steamy street breakfast stalls, and random cables were erected, a feeling that seemed to be a different world.

“…The timeline is actually frozen here.”

Walking past the crowd, a stone covered with mud was squeezed and flew out with a slap. In the morning, a customer had just picked up the soy milk when the bowl broke and the soy milk and the slices of the bowl sprinkled on the table.

"The power is still there, and I can still seize the opportunity."

Walking into an alley, there are few people coming here. Xia Yi leaned against a heavy motorcycle next to him and thought about some things in a daze.

Grash...

...We will meet soon, this time, you're done.

Xia Yi had no burden for killing another self before. The other party was him, and he was also the other party. There were more than a hundred exactly the same self in his body. What's more, the blade of time had been destroyed and it was impossible to go back, unless he found Lu Mingfei to create one.

"But what's the point of that? It's better to start from here. But if those people were to find them one by one, it would be a little troublesome... to get the right time."

In the sunken thoughts, someone came down nearby and drove the motorcycle away. The sunlight passed over the city and slowly tilted. The phone in his pocket rang for a while, and then another moment. When a figure riding a tricycle at the entrance of the alley looked in, Xia Yi came out of his thoughts.

The squeaking chain disc is asymptotic.

He turned his head to look, and Zhao Dezhu, who was pedaling the tricycle, quickly braked, and blinked curiously, looking at the man leaning against the wall.

"Hey... I said Lao Yi, why are you doing here if you don't go to work?"

Pulling off the brakes, the fat man quickly lowered his head to count the manhole cover on the ground. On the other side, Xia Yi went over and handed him the lunch box in the bag and sat down next to the truck.

"Then stop you from being stupid, and still worry about the iron in the sewage pipe?"

Zhao Dezhu raised his head, and his round big face showed a hint of surprise, "Do you know there is iron underneath? I thought I only knew..."

The fat man looked at his brother suspiciously, opened the plastic bag, and said, "Lao Yi, when will you start..." He opened the lunch box and suddenly stopped. His two small eyes carefully looked at Xia Yi in front of him, "I think... you have changed a little... are you mixed in your eyes?"

"I'm infected, the doctor asked me to close it first."

"Oh." The fat man glanced at him again, and stopped talking. He clewed the food in the lunch box with big mouthfuls next to him and wiped his greasy lips: "You wait first, brother, go down and pick up the iron. Tonight, I will invite you to have a skewer, and then tell you a big project!!"

"Which chemical factory in the suburbs?" Xia Yi lit a cigarette.

"You know all this?" The fat man stood up, threw the lunch box into the car, and quickly reached out: "Then see if I can get rich in my life? When will Xiaohua marry me?"

"Don't say whether there are any or not, I'll accompany you at twelve o'clock in the evening."

Xia Yi opened his hand and suddenly grabbed the fat man: "You will make a fortune in this life, you will have a lot of money, live in a good house, and drive a luxury car."

"Really? That's great..." The fat man rubbed his hands several times, showed two big yellow teeth, and laughed.

"That must be my future collection of scraps and I'm going to get a lot of money... It's so fucking promising!"

As he said that, he punched the palm hard, and looked back at Xia Yi: "Good brother, I'll call you tonight, we'll send it in the future--"

He jumped onto the tricycle excitedly, and ignored an old man who came down from the upstairs and asked him if he had repaired the water pipes, and even carried Xia Yi back to Luoxiang Street.

Return the lunch box to Xiaoyu and returned to the room in the other party's shyness. The sky gradually darkened. There was still a lively night market on the street, and the surrounding rental houses also started to be noisy at night. As time was the time, Xia Yi picked up the leather snatch that was open to the toilet and walked to the balcony. The building opposite, the open window, and the woman's shrill screamed on time. A man holding a stick walked through the window frame and pointed in one direction and cursed.

Then, the glass broke, and he shrank in fear. A black shadow flew past the door, sucking on the wall with a bang, and the handle was still shaking with remaining force.

The bruised woman raised her face from her messy hair, and through the gap in the window, a tall figure was looking over on the balcony opposite. She was so scared that her husband, holding a stick, ran over and pulled the curtains up.

Time flowed slowly, and the time on the phone jumped to midnight. Soon, the bicycle that the fat man found from somewhere came downstairs. Xia Yi casually wore a coat, went downstairs and headed to the chemical factory in the suburbs with him.

As I remember, the fat man in his linen pocket reminded him to get into the sewage pipe. Xia Yi lit a cigarette, threw the bicycle away from the weeds a little further away, jumped and sat on the factory wall.

Then, a gunshot arrived as promised in the distance.

“I feel like watching the replay….”

Xia Yi sat on the wall, looking at the direction where the sound came, and the lights of the car were chasing one after another, rushing towards this side frantically.

After a moment, the sound of rapid brakes sounded, and the chased vehicle suddenly stopped. A figure emerged and ran over the pile of sand above the water pipe in panic. He fell down and fell outside the water pipe.

Behind him, the chasing vehicle stopped, the doors on both sides opened, and two men in black uniforms ran over with guns. Then, a gunshot was heard, and someone returned to the car with the body, while the other was patrolling around and returning to the car.

“Checked?”

“No problem, there are no witnesses around.”

"The things and people are correct, so you can go back and hand in the work."

The two drove away two cars respectively. On the way back, the man driving behind couldn't help looking at the reflector. The stars were paved in the night sky, and the outline of the factory reflected by the moonlight was like a crouching beast, which made him feel a sense of palpitations.

"Old Zhao, I feel someone is monitoring us."

"How is it possible? I just checked around the surroundings, Dongfang, don't think too much, you will be transferred soon, and you may be a little nervous."

"Maybe...but, I always feel like an eye is looking at us."

As the young man driving softly whispered, in the rearview mirror, in the outline of the factory that was leaving, Xia Yi stood on the wall and looked at the light of the car that was leaving without any movement.

"Dongfang Xu...hello."

The bright moon hangs on the treetops, just like the memory in my mind, completely consistent.
Chapter completed!