Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

"The past of the three of us is like this. If there is nothing else, I will go first..." she said softly. "Okay, okay!" Tong Minghai woke up suddenly, "We'll contact you again if we need anything." Lin Nianzhen didn't move, but smiled and stretched out his left hand. "I'm sorry!" Tong Xiao hurriedly sent the photo back to her. She fondled it infinitely: "Finally I still have it..." "Oh, Ms. Yuan, there is another small question." "what?" Tong Xiao looked at his father, but Tong Minghai looked away.It was Tong Xiao who spoke: "Ms. Yuan, on the day your grandfather died, you arrived home half an hour later than usual. According to the paging phone in the alley, you called home, but you denied it. I just want to say goodbye Just to confirm with you, did you make that call yourself? Did you really arrive home late because the tram was running slowly?"

Even under Tong Xiao's unblinking gaze, Lin Nianzhen's face could not see the slightest wave. Her answer was precise and concise: "I lied back then. I was late because of my appointment with Zhang Huabin, and it was indeed I who called home. But my grandfather died unexpectedly, and I didn't want Huabin to be involved , didn’t tell the truth.” "That's it..." Tong Minghai couldn't help being a little dazed. Facing the old man's hesitation, she smiled apologetically for the last time: "I'm really sorry, Uncle Tong, for keeping you a secret for so many years."

"Actually, she should be sorry for Li Weilian." When Lin Nianzhen's back completely disappeared behind the teaching building, Tong Xiao shrugged: "So the three of them are responsible for Mr. Yuan's death! For the adulterous relationship between her and Zhang Huabin, Li Weilian was alone. It's a black pot." "How do you talk?!" Tong Minghai looked annoyed again. Tong Xiaochao tilted his head towards Tong Minghai, his father still prefers Yuan Jia after all. "It is estimated that Li Weilian is very clear in his heart, and he is also willing to cover for Yuan Jia. Listen to what she said today, this is not the first time!"

There's no need to pursue it any further... Before he knew it, Tong Xiao found his heart ached. The pure faces of the three children in the photo are so lifelike, which makes it harder for people to accept the endless sadness in the past.How cruel the fate is, casting spells on them one after another, intertwined and intertwined, is it a crime or a punishment? ! The setting sun, as bright as blood, fell on the four-story old teaching building, and the gray outer wall was covered with a layer of fiery red. Someone pushed open the glass window on the top floor, and the reflected light pierced into the eyes.Tong Xiao raised his hand to cover his brows, and carefully identified it—it was the window where Yin Huiru committed suicide by jumping off the building.

"it's all my fault." A muffled sound pierced through the eardrums, and Tong Xiao's head buzzed.The black figure is like a butterfly spreading its wings in the air, bathed in the sunset and falling straight down, suddenly tearing apart the barriers laid down by the years——Tong Xiao understood! He understood the meaning of this sentence, understood Yin Huiru's confession, and even more understood Li Weilian. Because of emptiness, despair, and boundless loneliness, people always have reasons to indulge in sex.Taste it tirelessly, the more you fear, the more inseparable you will be.Such shameless and indulgent sex is not so much lovemaking as self-blasphemy, one after another self-injury without a partner, love, and hope.

Tong Xiao now fully understands what Yin Huiru means to the lonely fourteen-year-old Li Weilian.He also fully understands why Li Weilian repeatedly commits sexual behaviors that are not commensurate with his intelligence and character. Tong Xiao understood Li Weilian from the standpoint of a man, no, to be precise, from the standpoint of a human being. The setting sun had completely sunk, Tong Xiao looked at the old father's face, the thick twilight blended with the compassion on the old man's face, the boundary between black and white was no longer so clear. "Dad, Zhou Jianxin has admitted that he put sleeping pills in Zhou Feng's cup of tea. He also confessed to the psychologist that since about half a year ago, an unknown person sent Li Weilian to his mailbox. Photos and videos of sexual intercourse with Song Yindi, and wrote a lot of insulting and irritating words in the text of the email, which made him hate his parents and Li Weilian. It was under the bewitching of these emails that Zhou Jianxin gradually came into being. Murder. More than a month before the incident, the mysterious sender began to contact him more frequently, and the content of their exchanges gradually focused on how to carry out the murder. It was the sender who suggested that Zhou Jianxin drug his father, saying that it was The most foolproof method is to kill Li Weilian and Zhou Feng at the same time, and to pretend to be a car accident. Zhou Jianxin was completely led by the other party at that time, and was determined to carry out the murder according to the mysterious man's method. One day before the murder date agreed upon by them , the mysterious person sent a courier to Zhou Jianxin, which contained a bottle of special sleeping pills that Li Weilian usually takes.

"Zhu Mingming, the former personnel director of West Bund Chemical, testified that Zhang Naichi was the one who concocted the mail, and the date when the mysterious person instigated Zhou Jianxin to commit the crime happened to be on the day when the mail was sent out, so people have to suspect that the mysterious person is Zhang Naichi. The purpose of Zhou Feng’s silence and death of Li Weilian. The most critical task of the case handling team is to confirm the identity of the mysterious person. However, Zhou Jianxin deleted all the emails and courier receipts, so it is difficult to trace the clues. However, according to Zhu Mingming According to the testimonies of other insiders of West Bund Chemical, the relationship between Zhang Naichi and Zhou Feng has always been good, and Zhang Naichi's own wife also has an affair with Li Weilian. Therefore, it is completely logical for Zhou Feng and Zhang Naichi to collude with each other and carry out a revenge plan against Li Weilian. of."

Tong Minghai nodded: "Although Zhang Naichi has been diagnosed as mentally ill, if it can be proved that he is the abettor of Zhou Jianxin's father-killing, at least it will be of reference significance for Zhou Jianxin's sentencing." "Yes. It can be seen that Li Weilian also had similar suspicions, so he hired the best lawyer for Song Yindi's mother and son, and even invited psychologists to intervene on Zhou Jianxin. He didn't just do this out of concern for Zhou Jianxin. The guilt of the Feng family, I'm afraid he has already guessed that the real culprit is someone else, but there is no evidence."

"So... what about Yuan Jia?" Yes, where is Yuan Jia?Why did she come today?Forcibly peeling off the old sores that have lasted most of her life, and tearing apart the disguise imposed by fate, wouldn't she be in pain? It must be heartbreaking.But for the children of today and the children of that year, for the similar fate and sin, for redemption, for forgiveness, she bravely revealed the last secret buried in her heart. Now that some people have fallen into hell, let us do our best to save those souls who are still wandering and struggling. "elder sister!" He recognized her as soon as she stepped through the door.Yuan Jia was stunned, but his bright eyes were as pure as a child's, he just looked at her so eagerly, and stretched out his hands to her: "Sister!"

She smiled, and tears rolled down immediately. The tip of her tongue tasted salty, but her smile became even sweeter. "Huabin, Huabin." She sat beside him, after eighteen years, she was so close to him again, she could almost see every single one of his beautiful eyelashes clearly.Really, he is still as good-looking as she remembered. His wheat-colored skin is not easy to look old. With a shaved head, he looks more chiseled, with clear eyebrows. Although there are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, they are still thin. The smile is looming. "Hua Bin..." She couldn't help but yelled again. After losing his mind, he returned to his original appearance, just like the cutest, most distressed, and most reluctant little brother in her memory—no matter how the world changes , You don't even need to talk about good and evil, and don't talk about kindness and hatred. He is the person she still loves deeply.

Yuan Jia never knew Zhang Naichi, just like Zhang Huabin didn't know that Lin Nianzhen existed.Today he held hands with her, as if the reunion in Shenzhen eighteen years ago had happened again, but this time, he wouldn't break her heart again. "Sister, why are you crying?" Zhang Huabin tilted his head and looked at her for a long time, then reached out to wipe the tears on her cheeks.Yuan Jia smiled at him with tears in his eyes: "Hua Bin, has my sister changed?" "No, isn't that what my sister is like? It hasn't changed at all." Tears poured down her face, and Yin Huiru, who had already become demented, recognized Yuan Jia at a glance when she passed by the gate of "Yi Garden".When the appearance blinded all the clear and rational, they fell into the chaos, but they used the eyes of the soul to discern her true face. Yuan Jia sorted out Zhang Huabin's striped patient uniform lovingly: "Huabin, are you used to living here? Are you happy?" "Oh...it's okay." He also tugged at the skirt, "Sister, I like this dress, it looks good! What do you think?" "Looks good, my Huabin looks good in anything." ——You can’t imagine that a shirt is worth thousands of dollars!Such expensive clothes are worn by the people who come and go in and out of my hotel every day.I swear, one day I'm going to live like this too! You fought for it and you got it, right?So today you are carefree and content like a child. Yuan Jia pulled out a necklace from her neck, gently lifted the heart-shaped pendant, and held it in front of Zhang Huabin's eyes: "Huabin, look at this, do you know who he is?" "Huh?" He just took a look and said, "That's not me!" She laughed again, but the tears flowed down more quickly: "He is exactly like you, but he is not you, his name is Eric, and he will be eighteen years old next year." "Oh..." Zhang Huabin was no longer interested, and just concentrated on wiping Yuan Jia's tears. "I promised him to tell him about his father when he turned eighteen. That's why I returned to China, and that's why I want to find you, Hua Bin, Hua Bin, how should I tell him, How can I say..." "Daisy, thank your father for me, Hua... Oh, for making such a thoughtful arrangement for him." "Jane, you're welcome." Because it is located in the suburbs, the city mental hospital has a large yard.In the rustling autumn wind, the yellow leaves have begun to fly, one by one, falling on the large yellow-gray lawn.In the huge garden, there are few people, quiet and lonely, the patients are not there, and the doctors and visitors are coming and going in a hurry, which makes the place feel more and more separated from the bustling world. Under a tall eucalyptus tree, Lin Nianzhen and Dai Xi sat face to face on both sides of the stone table. "How are you? Dai Xi, are you all right?" Lin Nianzhen stretched out his hand and gently brushed Dai Xi's forehead. Near the hairline, a light brown scar was clearly visible. "Well, I'm fine." "The scar should fade away." "It doesn't matter if it doesn't fade, I can cover it with bangs." Dai Xi said with a smile. "It's better not to cover such a beautiful forehead." "Well, let it always remind me how stupid I am." Dai Xi's head injury was hit when she passed out, and she was annoyed by it for a long time, feeling that she was really useless. Lin Nianzhen seemed to have read her mind: "Dai Xi, you are very brave and strong, much stronger than me..." "Jane, when will you and the professor return to the United States?" "The day after tomorrow." "So fast?" "Yeah, it's almost the end of the year, the one-year exchange scholar program is over, David has to go back." Her eyes were confused, and she seemed to be looking at the long past again, "Besides, I don't have anything to worry about in Shanghai." Dai Xi lowered her head, a steady stream of sadness welled up from the bottom of her heart, blocking her throat. "Dai Xi, is there still no news about him?" A sudden gust of autumn wind made Lin Nianzhen's voice indistinct. "No..." Dai Xi raised her head, "I only know that he went to America, but no one can contact him." Li Weilian was the most seriously injured in "Yiyuan" that day, but he only stayed in the hospital for two days. After receiving preliminary first aid treatment, he insisted on leaving the hospital on the third day and boarded the plane to the United States directly. .Apart from the hired special caretaker, the only puppy Lucky accompanied him to the United States.Since then, no one has heard from him. "He has this kind of temper. He was injured in Jinshan Petrochemical at that time, and I didn't hear about him until he went to Hong Kong. He is...sometimes really annoying." Lin Nianzhen seemed to be both angry and nostalgic, " I remember that my grandfather used to say that Wei Lian was born with noble spirit, and it was the easiest to cultivate him into a gentleman, because in his personality, he already had the most important characteristics of a gentleman: self-discipline, self-esteem and the pursuit of perfection. So I I always thought that Wei Lian would not be controlled by any bad habits. But I didn't expect that he just..."