The train has entered the Shicheng section, and the conductor in the broadcast kindly reminded, "Passengers, the arrival station ahead is Shicheng Station..." The whistle sounded, the body stopped, and one after another people walked out from the door of each car.
Ten minutes later, the train door closed, and as the sound of "gonglong, gonglong" accelerated, the train gradually went away. Under the dim light, an unformed pool of flesh and blood appeared on the railway track five to six hundred meters away from the platform. The blood and the rust color on the rails slowly melted together, turning into a color that is difficult to express. The dark gray gravel outside the rails was also stained with the color of blood.
The open windows filled the cabin with wind, bringing a little coldness and sobriety to the confused people. Cai Liao was sitting by the window. From time to time, some lights came into his eyes, giving the black night a little light. He sighed, took out the notebook, glanced at the place where Tang Huan was on business, and then put it back. He raised his hand and looked at his watch again. At eleven o'clock in the night, I thought to myself that it was dawn in Xiang City.
"Hey, can you close the window, buddy?" said with the passenger in the adjacent bed.
Cai Liao gave an apologetic smile, and then closed the car window. Going back to his bed and lying down, he suffered from insomnia like an old friend recently. As long as he lay down, the old friend will inevitably show up. Even on the train, it is no exception.
Scenes and scenes of Tang Huan's past scenes are replayed continuously in his mind. It is a pity that human brains are not like projectors. They turn on when they want to watch them, and turn off when they don't want to. Recall that once this thing is turned on, it is no longer as easy to press the close button to close it.
Cai Liao put his hands together behind his head, perhaps as Zhang Chengshan said, he and Tang Huan should have a good talk. But between them, after all, they can't go back. For some injuries, perhaps only by staying away from each other can the pain disappear.
So Tang Huan chose to go to Xiang City and never came back even after the New Year. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. So he just got up, put on his clothes, went to the smoking place, lit a cigarette and started to smoke.
There was a sound of footsteps, and he turned his head and saw the train conductor walking by with a few police officers, his steps a little turbulent. After Cai Liao glanced twice, Shuang continued to gasp.
When Gu Minsheng and Zhu Yu returned to the third game, the sky was already dark. Neither Zhang Chengshan nor Huo Xiaofang left, and they waited in the office.
Upon entering the door, the three of them gathered around.
Zhang Chengshan handed a cup of hot tea to Gu Min's novice, and she smiled and took two sips. Zhu Yu was aside, full of grievances, Huo Xiaofang: "Brother Yu, here!"
Zhu Yu took it and took a few big mouthfuls, "Hey, brothers still love me."
Zhang Chengshan gave him a false look, and Zhu Yu Pippi smiled.
"How is it?" Zhang Chengshan took Gu Minsheng's cup and put it back on the table.
Gu Minsheng: "I went to Gong Le's house with Zhu Yu. Her parents divorced shortly after she committed suicide. After many years, Gong Dayou still felt sad when he mentioned his daughter. He had no idea about Gong Le's suicide. But he didn't. There is no resentment towards the police. No strangers have been looking for him recently."
Huo Xiaofang: "How about Gong Le's mother?"
Zhu Yu: "Zhao Yuan and Gong Dayou have never remarried since they divorced. When she mentioned her daughter, her tears flowed. She looked a few years older than her real age. When she was sorting Gong Le's relics, she was in the locker chest I found a diary in it.
The pages above remember that every time she and Gong Dayou quarreled, she didn't know that they thought they were not arguing in front of Gong Le. Without knowing, she could see clearly in the crack of the door. So over the years, Zhao Yuan has been guilty of herself. "
(End of this chapter)