"everynightinmydreamsseeyou, ifeelyou, thatishowiknowyou—"
Just as their lips were about to meet, He Yu's cell phone rang.
Edion's clear singing voice suddenly recalled He Yu from the "confusion" of desire, the ambiguous magic was broken, and he suddenly remembered all the things that happened before.
He sat up abruptly, his chest was still hot, and he swung up and down, but his eyes moved away from Xie Qingcheng's handsome face.
"Cough... I'll take a call."
Xie Qingcheng also sat up in embarrassment.
His forehead was "chaotic", and there was a chill between his eyebrows. He Yu was not the only one who woke up from the ringtone. Xie Qingcheng was looking at him like He Yu just now, and he couldn't even regain his senses.
This is not to say that he is soft-hearted, but that he feels that He Yu's state is very wrong. When staring at him like that, Xie Qingcheng even had an illusion.
He felt that if he said no words at this time, the boy seemed to lose his life.
But then he felt that he was thinking too much.
This kind of look that is almost like a baby bird, this kind of look that only he can rely on in the whole world, only Xie Xue gave him a long, long time ago.
Who is He Yu? He wants the wind to be the wind and the rain to be the rain. He Xie Xue is different. Such a capable child, who cannot live without it
How come I almost misunderstood... I was almost bewitched by this person again... Damn.
Xie Qingcheng started to "touch" the cigarette again when he was irritated. He "touched" for a long time, but he didn't "touch", and then he remembered that the last cigarette had been smoked just now.
"… um, well, I see."
He Yu was listening to the phone, answering a few words from time to time.
Xie Qingcheng was going to get out of the car. He thought it was absurd tonight. Fortunately, he had this call. If he had a car shock today, he would lose face in his life. And this kind of behavior is completely irresponsible to He Yu and himself.
He unbuckled his seat belt and was leaving.
But He Yu suddenly held him down, shook it, motioned him not to move, frowned, and listened to the phone seriously.
Although He Yu's voice was hoarse with eroticism, his tone was very calm and calm. Outsiders couldn't imagine that he was in the car a minute ago preparing to take off his former doctor's clothes and push him behind. They kissed fiercely, and asked for an artificial love that could be their own uncle. The so-called beasts in clothing are probably here.
"Okay, no problem, wait for me in a while."
After hanging up the call, He Yu turned around and Xie Qing said, "I'll go to Baoshan Sanatorium together, someone wants to see us."
Xie Qingcheng: "Who?"
"I don't know if I remember." He Yu said, "It was the old man named Zhuang Zhiqiang that the little girl with the previous surname met when she was on a blind date."
Baoshan Sanatorium is the property of the He family.
But this piece of He Jiwei has been handed over to He Yu, and everything is managed and operated by He Yu himself. After the incident in Chengkang Mental Hospital, the homeless and mentally ill elderly Zhuang Zhiqiang was arranged by He Yu to be taken care of in this nursing home.
After such a long time, the head nurse of the sanatorium called and said that Zhuang Zhiqiang was dying.
But Lao Tzu was awake at the end of his life, and his thoughts suddenly became very clear.
He remembered how he was rescued here and said he wanted to meet those young people.
When He Yu and Xie Qingcheng drove to the Baoshan Nursing Home, Zhuang Zhiqiang was lying on the raised bed, half-squinting his eyes, as if he was wrong.
"Father, we congratulate Mr. Xie for coming." The nurse gently awakened Zhuang Zhiqiang.
The old man woke up from his light sleep, his eyes focused on the two of them.
"Ah, yes." Zhuang Zhiqiang's chest is like an old-fashioned radiator, running hard, exuding the last breath of a living person, "Yes..."
He struggled to sit up from the bed, but was stopped by He Yu.
"Master, just lie down."
The old man's lips were trembling, and every breath was heavy. He seemed to have a lot to say to them, but before he could say anything, hot tears welled in his eyes, and then fell down.
"I... I didn't bother you, did I?"
"No." He Yu said, "We happened to have something to do outside and didn't sleep."
Zhuang Zhiqiang seemed to be a little relieved, he wiped away his tears, and clenched He Yu's hand tightly: "... alas... I know I'm dying, I... I invite us here, really... I really miss you so much. Say thank you."
"I have come to Shanghai several times. I have been wandering outside for so many years, thinking that I have never done anything wrong in my life, but I don't know why. When I am getting old, it is so uncomfortable... My heart is really bitter..." Laozi said. Here, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, raised my hand and wiped my tears, "It's really hard. If I hadn't met these kind-hearted people, I might... I might not even have a place to rest, and I might have died on the road. By the way, in the gazebo... it will be a few days before the body can be found."
The more Zhuang Zhiqiang said, the more sad he became, and his emotions became gradually excited.
It seemed that he just wanted to get out of bed and knock twice for the person who finally contained him.
He Yu immediately held him down and helped him lie down again, as did Xie Qingcheng.
Zhuang Zhiqiang's brain is much more awake than before, which also means that his life is indeed coming to an end. The old man had a rough life, and he only met rare kindness in the last part of his life. His simple and honest quality made him have to thank them in person before he passed away. Clear, and then leave with peace of mind.
Xie Qingcheng and He Yu accompanied him for a while. The old man's mood calmed down, and then asked, "What about... that little girl?"
He was talking about Xie Xue.
And Xie Xue is now lying in another private hospital receiving blocking treatment for rare diseases.
Xie Qingcheng said: "There are some things at work that are not in Shanghai. But you can tell me anything you want to say, and I will pass it on."
"Hey... I don't dare to bother anymore." Zhuang Zhiqiang coughed and shook it slowly, "I really don't dare to bother anymore."
His cloudy eyes looked at the ceiling: "I just want to invite you... See you later, say thank you... Thank you for this little girl... What's your name?"
"My name is Xie Xue."
"Xie Xue..." The old man's eyes, which had been covered with a layer of mist, seemed to see through a beam of light, and the Tyndall effect appeared in the eyes of a dying elder, "Oh... the name also has a Snow... this is really... this is really... "
He Yu heard this, and his heart suddenly moved.
He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang: "Master, when we met you that day, you said that you had a daughter, and you came to Huzhou to look for it. But we said from the people at the rescue station that they had investigated and found that there was no such thing in your hometown. Such a woman, at that time we thought you might be hallucinating..."
"What? It's not a hallucination!" The old man became excited, "How could it be an hallucination? It's called Zhao Xue, but we couldn't find it... Wei... Wei is not my biological daughter... but my adopted daughter!"
Next, Zhuang Zhiqiang lay on the hospital bed, and they recounted the unknown past.
Zhuang Zhiqiang lives in a very poor place, and this kind of poverty is not only economic, but also spiritual. Because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, this piece of soil that is difficult to grow crops breeds all kinds of absurdities.
Selling vassals, child brides-in-law, early marriage and early childbearing, and even ignorant things like bone matching will happen.
Zhuang Zhiqiang's mother was a victim of such a custom. At the age of fourteen, she was sold to Zhuang Zhiqiang's father and was beaten and kicked by a useless man.
When Zhuang Lao was a child, every day he saw his scarred mother wiping tears, which touched his young heart greatly.
After Zhuang Zhiqiang's parents died, he lived alone, and the idle, vulgar and fierce men in the village didn't have much contact. People thought he was a weirdo and didn't know much about him. He didn't marry either. People in the village who married a wife were like selling a daughter and adopting a son. They demanded outrageous betrothal gifts, and staged a ridiculous and ugly marriage scene. They sent the tortured girl to someone who might not like it at all. man on the bed. During this process, we had to cry desperately and bear the greasy "harassment" of the guests without any responsibility.
Zhuang Zhiqiang didn't have that much money, and he didn't want to treat a girl like this.
In this ignorant village, he lived a sober life, and then he was a bachelor all his life.
But Zhuang Zhiqiang is not without close people.
There is a beautiful and smart girl in the village next door, called Zhao Xue.
One day, when Zhuang Zhiqiang came home from his farm work, he heard a humming movement in the haystack behind his house. At first he thought the movement was caused by a weasel, but when he passed by with a stick, he realized that it was a girl.
That was the first time he saw Zhao Xue.
It was probably Zhuang Zhiqiang who had a strong sense of righteousness. After the initial hesitation and fright, the little girl followed Zhuang Zhiqiang back to the house, took a few sips of hot water with oil stars floating in the air, and then knelt on the top and wailed. .
Said, uncle, please help me, please help me, I don't want to get married.
Zhuang Zhiqiang, who was accustomed to bad habits in such a remote area, was also surprised, because Zhao Xue was too young and did not seem to be fully developed. Even in their village, it was rare to marry such a little girl.
Zhuang Zhiqiang cross-examined the situation carefully, and when he learned the whole story, his skin became numb with anger.
Zhao Xue is a girl from Zhaojia Village, a few miles away. There is only one girl in the family, and the other three are all boys born to her mother's stepfather.
The stepfather has a beastly heart, and has unbearable feelings for him. Although his mother is weak, he protected him when his stepfather was drunk and wanted to "harass", and was severely injured by his stepfather. Soon after, the mother died.
There are many incidents of beating women in this desolate countryside, and everyone is used to it. As long as he was not beaten to death, it is difficult to determine whether the murderer is the husband in human skin.
After Zhao Xue's mother was buried, Zhao Xue was forced to stop studying and returned home to cook for her stepfather's three brothers.
After his wife's death, his stepfather didn't dare to "harass" for the time being, but it didn't take long for him to "buy" Zhao Xue with a big betrothal gift for a big family, and he readily agreed to the other party's request.
The gift money given by the other party is too much, enough for him to squander for several years.
Therefore, he will not care that the big family's son is a vitiligo or mentally ill, so what does it have to do with him? It wasn't him who was married.
Zhao Xue was frightened, and escaped from the house overnight, over a mountain, from Zhaojia Village, to the nearby Zhuangjia Village...
After listening to what Zhuang Zhiqiang said, he smoked a dry cigarette in silence for a while, looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, and finally made up his mind.
He said to Zhao Xue: "In this way, girl, you can rest assured, so I will stay at my uncle's house for one night today. Tomorrow, there will be a newly-built Hope Primary School in Uncle Dai County. If accommodation is available, let's try the principal to talk about the situation. , if they can take it in, then they won't go back, just stay in the county town and don't go back to that ghost party. Would you like to believe your uncle?"
Zhao Xue's luck was bad, but also very good.
Unfortunately, I was born into such a family, but I was lucky to meet Zhuang Zhiqiang.
The principal of the Hope Primary School was also a very kind woman. Not only did she accept this student, but she also gave him firm protection for many years.
Zhao Xue usually lives in the school with the headmistress, but when she is free during holidays, she will drive back to Zhuangjia Village to work with Zhuang Zhiqiang.
Zhao Xue recognized Lao Zhuang as his father, and an old man called him, called Zhuang Zhiqiang, with a grin. But not many people have seen Zhao Xue, and even fewer know their adoptive father-daughter friendship. After all, Zhao Xue escaped from the village next door, and Zhuang Zhiqiang didn't want his life to be disturbed again.
The days went on like this, Zhao Xue was promoted from elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school...
She lived up to the goodness of the female principal Zhuang Zhiqiang, and entered a newly completed high school in the county with excellent grades.
The school also has a certain charitable "character", but the infrastructure, teaching software and hardware are more than a little better than the ordinary Hope Project. The school even has a variety of art training majors, dedicated to giving children in the mountains more opportunities to go to prosperous cities.
"Later I said that I was selected as an art candidate." Zhuang Zhiqiang recalled, "I don't know what an art candidate is. I explained that in the future, I want models and stars on TV... So I have to study professional courses in Shanghai..."
Having said that, he wiped his tears with a paper towel, and choked: "I was very happy at that time, I think Shanghai is a big city, and there are a few people who can stand here. But my daughter can... My daughter Amazing…”
Zhuang Zhiqiang paused for a while, and suddenly burst into tears: "But I haven't seen it until now... I just disappeared when I came. I asked the school, but the school didn't know anything, so I followed the address it gave me. , nothing, moved out... I can't find it... I can't find it... "
The old man couldn't stop choking: "I'm not crazy... I really have a daughter... My daughter hasn't been seen for many years... I think... "
"Before I leave, what I can't let go of is."
"Where... Remember how old I am... "
Big tears fell on the quilt.
He Yu and Xie Qingcheng quietly stayed by his side, accompanied by this elder crying like a child.
Maybe this scene was too pitiful, even though he knew there was little hope, He Yu finally said: "Old man, let me help you think of a way, do you have any information about Zhao Xue's final orientation? to Shanghai?"
"I asked the school and the school said it was too long and they didn't record it..."
"After Zhao Xue arrived in Shanghai, have you contacted me?"
"Only at the beginning..." Zhuang Zhiqiang recalled, "In the beginning, I was happy to call me, but at that time, I only said that Huzhou is very beautiful, and I saw a lot of things that I only saw on TV before. Speaking of other things... I signed a secret contract for Secretary Wang..."
He Yu groaned in his heart.
Although there are a lot of people with the surname Wang in this world, but with the elements of "art training", "mysterious disappearance" and "crime", he suddenly thought of a person.
He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang, "That secretary Wang, Zhao Xue, did you say his name?"
"I said, I said it, but I didn't pay attention to it, I can't remember it. It seems to be called Wang... Wang or something... Generous..."
The same thunder struck.
He Yu and Xie Qing looked at each other in dismay, and both saw their ugly face in the eyes of the other party—
Wang Jiankang.
The first dead person in the Shanghai University Radio and Television Tower murder case.
Zhao Xue's disappearance is actually related to them! And it became an unexpected clue for them to track down the Chengkang case!