Chapter 436: The finale, another person in Wu Xie's heart

I was in the toilet of the small hotel, looking at the face in the mirror.
For a long, long time, I had no idea, I just looked at the person in the mirror.
That person is familiar, but he is not me.
This feeling is very wonderful, mixed with a sense of escape and fear.
It seems that through this face I escaped the destiny of Wu Xie, but entered another more uncontrollable life. This uncontrollability is real and contains countless possibilities. I can hardly predict what my life will be like.
At the beginning, even if I didn't face the mirror, I would tremble slightly. I am much better now. Many things you can't accept at first, once you accept it, you will find that is the case.
Before going to the van, I never thought that the so-called mask can achieve such a wonderful situation. Even if I put it in the mirror, I can't see the difference between the mask and my original skin, but it feels rough. When I saw the use of Yirong in the oil bottle, I still thought it was a kind of deep side door. Now I really take it. This kind of craft is definitely not developed overnight.
My hair was dyed with a pale color. The uncle's whiteness is a trace of how many years of pain he has settled down, but my whiteness only takes a few hours to look the same as his. As a result, I felt that the uncle ’s pain was not worth it.
The girl said that this mask can be used for four weeks without any maintenance, but during this period, even if I want to tear it, it will not tear off. China's cosmetic surgery is actually a very mature cosmetic technique, which is very similar to plastic makeup today, but because of different purposes, the cost of cosmetic surgery is much higher than plastic makeup, and it is impossible to promote it in reality. ──Only people who have mastered the technology or want to achieve very important purposes will use it.
The most difficult job is to make a face of a person who exists in reality, not to become a stranger. This requires that the person wearing the mask must be highly similar to the original person.
"I just give you a piece of skin. In addition to wearing this mask on your face, you need to put it on your heart." She looked at me lightly when she left, and said such a sentence.
Wear it on my heart?
I looked at the "three uncle" in the mirror and touched my chest. I wondered if Xielian was put on the mask of the third uncle and was taught this way. But for so many years, he really put it on. The mask worn on the face can be torn off, but what about the one worn on the heart?
I looked at my watch and it was time. I washed my face with water and dried it with a towel. The mask did not melt away. It seems that the last step was successful. I sighed.
Went back to the bedroom and lay on the narrow single bed. I began to wonder what to do in the future. Everything in the future, including how I speak, is still blank. I have to think about everything.
One of my first thoughts was to go out and run outside. It ’s not my own face anyway. I can do countless things that I did n’t dare to lose face, such as breaking into the women ’s toilet and having a spittoon on my head. But then I got rid of these thoughts, and I was not so bored.
The purpose of putting on my mask is to reintegrate all the uncle ’s handicap and provide all the resources that can be provided to rescue them. This is my only purpose, but first of all I cannot be seen.
My voice can't be disguised. This requires special training. It is impossible for me to kill myself among them. I laughed and scolded them all. I am not a film emperor. With this kind of aura, I will definitely be seen within a few minutes.
This matter can only be outsmarted, not forcibly attacked. The best case is that I do n’t have to confront them head-on, I just need to give them a glance at a distance and then use a spokesperson.
I know I have to get help from Pan Zi. Only he is familiar with the nature of the third uncle and the people under the third uncle, but I really do n’t want to drag Pan Zi into the water.
He should come out, he shouldn't go back.
But besides Pan Zi, who else can help me? I think about it, I can't think of anyone. I just realized that without the third uncle, I really have nothing in this circle. I took out my phone and looked down one by one, and found that in just a few years, too many things were right and wrong, everything was different.
Finally, I turned to Pan Zi's column. I closed my eyes and said "I'm sorry", and called his phone.
Pan Zi should not have returned yet, otherwise he will definitely call me. It's evening outside, I don't know what kind of teasing he suffered today, or what expression he would look at when I saw me. I do n’t know why, I think it ’s fun, but at the same time I feel that there is an undeniable depression.
I didn't tell him specific things on the phone, only that I thought of a way. His voice was still calm, but it was very tired. We made an appointment to meet.
I turned to get up and took out a set of clothes from the closet ─ that was given to me by the girl, the kind of old-fashioned coat that the uncle liked to wear. I took off my T-shirt and put on that suit. I said that Xiaohua's service was really attentive and very fitting.
Thinking, I sent him a text message: "Thank you." But there was no response.
The moment I walked out of the door, I intentionally straightened my waist and reminded myself that after leaving this door, I was another person. But soon I realized that I didn't have to do it deliberately, and my pace changed on the road. As I passed the lobby, I took a photo of my clothes mirror and found an unusual cold in my eyes.