He Yu was standing far away, in a far corner.
So no one noticed him.
Right now, this small alley, which is neither a historical site nor an internet celebrity attraction, is surrounded by water. A lot of people holding up their phones were chattering.
Not long ago, Xie Qingcheng returned to Moyu Lane.
Xie Qingcheng came back by taxi at that time.
—
Because he had been crazy with He Yu for too long yesterday, it was already late when he woke up, and after paying the money to fight and quarrel, it was already dark when he returned to Moyu Lane. Under normal circumstances, everyone should have dinner at home at this point. .
But this is not the case at the door of Moyu Lane.
When Xie Qingcheng reached the neighborhood, he found that there were many policemen standing at the entrance of the alley, and the policemen were blocking some people who were holding their mobile phones high and taking pictures and videos.
"The car can only stop here." The driver said, seeing that there was a one-way road ahead.
"Then stop here, thank you."
Xie Qingcheng settled the bill, and the long legs just stepped off the rental, when a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of him. For a moment, he thought it was because his body was too uncomfortable and his eyes dazzled. Later, he realized that it was the onlookers who were stopped by the police who were frantically taking pictures and videos of him. In that battle, I don't know why the star came.
"it's him!"
"Xie Qingcheng, can you answer what the murder case of the radio and television tower has to do with you?"
"Why are your videos posted by criminals/criminals? Why don't you release others'? Are you related to Chengkang Mental Hospital?"
"It's said on the Internet that you are also involved in the plot to impose house arrest and molestation on mentally ill women. Why don't you plan to clarify?"
"Xie Qingcheng, why are you insulting Professor Qin Ciyan? He is a national scholar! Do you have a conscience! You can still be a doctor and a teacher! Go to prison as soon as possible!!"
Xie Qing already knew about the situation before he presented it. Because of the case of the Shanghai University Radio and Television Tower, their family has now become an unlucky person standing on the cusp of the storm. Some people spread the address of Xie Qingcheng's home on the Internet, so the small Internet celebrities who made the video, and the simple-minded passers-by, all began to rush to Moyu Lane like a man-eating pomfret smelling blood. .
Not to mention that his house was splashed with paint, and even his neighbors were implicated.
Aunt Li rushed out to reason with them, but was filmed and posted on the Internet, saying that this was Xie Qingcheng's mother, and the shrew was flirting.
Xie Xue was said to be even more outrageous, and was directly identified as Xie Qingcheng's concubine, a mistress.
The person who posted the video earned a lot of traffic because of this.
Later, Xie Xue cried and called the police. The police came, and Chen Man also came. They drove all these people out of the alley. The ones who made a lot of trouble were directly sent to the police station for tea by Chen Man.
Seeing this, the others did not dare to splash paint to disturb the people, but there were still a lot of people who refused to leave the alley. They knew that Xie Qingcheng would definitely go home. Look, won't he come back
"Shoot him!"
"Xie Qingcheng, look at the camera."
"… "
Look at your mother.
Xie Qingcheng ignored them at all, and threw the car door sullenly like a big guy out of the street, pulled the cordon off and walked inside. The little broken taxi in Shanghai was abruptly brought out of the supercar stance of the black/dao boss.
"elder brother!!"
The alley was quiet. Xie Xue was sitting on the small stool in front of the house. As soon as she saw Xie Qingcheng, she flew over. The weight of more than 90 kilograms was accompanied by acceleration. Broke, took two steps back.
In normal times, her eldest brother could just catch her with one hand, and even hold her in place for several laps. Now Xie Qingcheng couldn't even bear the blow. Xie Xue was stunned for a moment, then lifted the red blush. eyes: "brother, what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"
"...It's okay." Xie Qingcheng coughed lightly, "I didn't stand still."
Chen slow also came over: "Thank you."
The neighbors were all in the yard. Uncle, uncle, aunt, shaking the fan, chasing mosquitoes, and seeing Xie Qingcheng came back, they all looked at him.
No one spoke.
Aunt Li was wearing floral pajamas sitting under the old camphor tree and wiping her tears, and a pair of old slippers were turned upside down and tugged on her feet.
Xie Qingcheng hugged Xie Xue, patted the head and back of the girl in his arms soothingly, and looked around—because of the influx of Internet celebrities who filmed a lot of videos before, this shabby but quiet and elegant alley was messed up. Liu Grandpa's uncle's flower pot was smashed, Zhao's aunt's fence was torn down, and even the husky's doghouse raised by Sister Wang's son next door was crowded into a pile of rotten wood.
The dog was standing next to him stupidly, and it is estimated that he has not recovered by now. He wondered if he is not the king of demolition? How can these people be more beasts than it, and have dismantled its kennel
What is even more dazzling is that the walls and doors of the Xie family and the two surrounding households have been splashed with blood-like paint, and some people have used scarlet spray paint to write a few shocking words "roll".
Xie Qingcheng's psychological quality is really good. In the face of such a situation, he was not defeated. He didn't even suffer too much impact - also, he has experienced what happened last night, and now there is nothing that can stimulate him. of.
He just felt that he was embarrassed by the implication of others. After being silent for a long time, he turned around to the silent neighbors in the yard and said, "...Sorry for disturbing you."
The evening wind rustled in the courtyard, blowing loquat trees, ivy, and the nightgowns and pajamas of old aunts and uncles.
After a while-
"Thank you..."
Grandma Zhang spoke up.
Xie Qingcheng didn't respond, he thought he was calling Xie Xue. He has not been called Xiao Xie by the neighbors for many years. Everyone thinks he is cold and powerful, and they call him Professor Xie Doctor Xie.
Xiao Xie was still the name they used when he was studying.
It wasn't until Grandma Zhang walked over tremblingly, stretched out her old bark-like hand, and grabbed his arm, that he didn't realize that she was actually calling him.
"That, Xiao Xie, don't be afraid... We all put our mobile phones in the house, and no one has them on them. No one will shoot you and hurt you here... "
Xie Qingcheng was stunned.
It was only now that he saw some worried tears in Grandma Zhang's cloudy old eyes.
"It's okay, baby, go home and have a good sleep. There are police outside. They can't come in. We will clean the yard... Don't think too much, it's okay, it's okay."
"Yes, Xiao Xie, it's alright."
"It's all a bunch of ghosts in human skins, don't take those internet celebrities too seriously."
"Yes, and my fence has been pierced for more than ten years. If it is damaged, it is time to replace it with a new one."
"Brother Xie, my kennel can also be changed to a larger one. It was bought when I was a child. It's too crowded to sleep now."
Xie Qingcheng was quite numb outside just now, he didn't feel anything, verbal violence was the most indifferent thing to him, but dust scum, don't mind, he didn't even bother to give each other a look, as long as it didn't hurt anyone good.
But at this moment, when he looked at these old neighbors who had been with each other for more than 20 years, he suddenly felt that something was broken in his heart, it was hot, but it was dull pain.
"...I'm really sorry to bother you all this far."
He didn't know what to say, especially when he saw that the white orchid that Uncle Liu's family kept in the yard was also trampled, and the pavilion-like flower tree fell among the mud and pottery.
His heart also seemed to be cut by the fragments of the pottery pot. Looking at Uncle Liu's hunched figure, he said, "... This was planted by Concubine Sun before."
Auntie Sun is Uncle Liu's wife. She had lung cancer and died a few years ago. She liked white orchids the most when she was alive. She planted this plant by herself more than 20 years ago. Uncle Liu is also a well-mannered uncle.
Twenty years of wind and rain have not destroyed the flower tree, but this evening the crowd of people stepped on it, and the trunk was broken by the middle.
Uncle Liu looked at the growth rings in the tree trunk in a trance. Each ring was like the shadow of the good old days, and it was the ripples of her smile.
Xie Qingcheng is a tough guy, but this time, after he was silent for a long time, his voice still couldn't be suppressed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "...Uncle, I'm sorry."
"...Ah, it's alright, Xiao Xie." After a long time, Uncle Liu came back to his senses. He came over with a cane and patted Xie Qingcheng's back, just like the one who was in steel when he was a child. The uncle who worked in the factory patted the boy with a big hand like an iron tower.
"It's okay, it's just a tree. It's good for people to be okay, and it's good for people to be okay. A tree... a tree can be... planted again... "
But when the old man said this, he couldn't help lowering his head and wiping his tears.
Everyone knows that it will not be the same tree again. The person who planted the tree becomes the bone of the spring, and the tree will eventually lose its youth.
Uncle Liu wiped away his tears, and tried his best to put on a smile on his wrinkled face: "You bought this tree for Wanyun from the flower and bird market at the time. Your parents helped her plant it, you Think I'm old and confused? I still remember it."
"That's right, Xiao Xie, Allah has lived here for more than 20 years. What kind of person is Nong, what kind of person is Nong's parents? Allah doesn't know? What is said outside, Nong and Xiaoxue have neighbors. You have to panic, you know? Come in and have a rest, take a shower, and see what Nong Chali looks like."
"That is to say, hurry up and wash, your face is so ugly, hey, Nong's father and mother are going to be heartbroken alive, heartache is dead..."
Xie Xue raised her head from Xie Qingcheng's arms and looked at everyone with tears in her eyes. She couldn't bear it any longer. She buried her head in her brother's arms again, wow, and burst into tears.
Xie Qingcheng thanked and apologized repeatedly, and finally took Xie Xue and the others back to the house.
Chen Slow and Aunt Li also entered their room.
Looking out from the house, the paint sprinkled on the windows is more like blood from the claws.
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
Chen slow: "Brother Xie, don't worry too much, these people are just like locusts crossing the border, they passed by at once, they are provoking quarrels and provoking trouble, I asked my colleagues to find them one by one. With the police guarding, there won't be any more problems..."
Xie Qingcheng coughed lightly. He was already sore all over, and he had a fever again. Now he was completely struggling, but the lights in the room were dim, and no one could see that he was obviously sick.
He knocked out a cigarette, wanted to light it, saw Aunt Li, and put down the lighter again.
"… "
"Brother, what should we do now..."
"Xiao Xie, was there any misunderstanding in the matter of Professor Qin back then? You... You mentioned him a few times before, and they were all very respectful. You said those words... That must be... There must be some reason. Aunt Li wiped her tears, "Can you think of a way to explain it? Ah? That way some people will stop chasing you and make it difficult for you..."
Xie Qingcheng: "…"
"Xiao Xie, speak up."
It was a long, thick night outside.
The closest people in the house are nearby.
Xie Qingcheng unconsciously fiddled with the steel lighter with slightly trembling fingers.
Finally, he threw the lighter aside, closed his eyes, his voice hoarse and tired, but firm and stubborn: "No."
"… "
"No one has wronged me, I said it, and it's all my truth."
"I really don't like the absurd things Qin Ciyan did. My mentality changed at that time, and he and I didn't have a good relationship. That's what I said on a whim, and I didn't think about it."
"… "
"But bro-"
"I'm not perfect, Xie Xue. Your brother is just an ordinary person, he will be afraid, he will be worried, you were so young at that time, I saw him being killed with my own eyes, I can't keep going in the medical system... I'm afraid Yes, I quit. That's what happened."
A little silence.
Xie Xue's voice was like a helpless kitten: "...Brother, can't you tell the truth even with us?"
Xie Qing presented a god for a long time, his eyes seemed to flash the ghost of the past, he finally closed his eyes, lowered his head, put his hands together between his eyebrows, he said softly: "What I said is the truth. I'm sorry... I let you down."
The conversation that night ended in a long silence.
Xie Qingcheng is a very stubborn person, and the three listeners in the room are very aware of this.
"There is 30,000 yuan in this card, Aunt Li, you can take it. We can't say that we won't pay for the damaged things in the neighbor's house. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't suffer for no reason. This is implicated." Xie Qingcheng said, "I will find a way to deal with the rest of the situation. You can stay at home and don't run out."
"Xiao Xie..."
Xie Qingcheng's eyes are very similar to his mother's, with the same peach blossom eyes as Zhou Muying, and the same toughness as Zhou Muying.
Auntie Li's heart twitched again.
She is an abandoned baby of Keats Church. When she was young, she was a seat/table lady in a Shanghai nightclub. She served those old towel customers. Others said she was a bitch with smelly pants/crotch. Zhou Muying was in the task of cracking down on pornography and illegality. tried this woman.
At that time, Li Miaoqing refused to accept anyone, took a cigarette that asked the police to come, sat in the interrogation room, and refused to explain a word.
She said that I'm a bitch with smelly pants/crotch, what's the matter, you caught me, I'll go back and sell it, I want you to take care of it!
Zhou Muying said, Li Miaoqing, you are only seventeen years old. I don't want to send you in, you go in there, and after you come out, your whole life is covered in ink.
I know you have no parents, no family, this is my business card, this is our office phone, this is my home phone, private.
You have something to ask me. I'm not just a cop, I'm a woman, a mom. I don't want to watch a girl who isn't even an adult go down that road.
You can call me Mu Ying, don't call me Officer Zhou.
I can help you, don't be afraid.
At that time, it was that pair of peach blossom eyes, looking over in the interrogation room and looking at her.
Li Miaoqing felt that her body was shaken by an earthquake, the source of which was the heart that had been riddled with holes.
She later became one of Zhou Muying's three friends who taught Jiuliu.
This relationship has been maintained very stable. Zhou Muying has been taking care of this stray girl, pity her during New Years and festivals, and let her come to her house for dinner, never looking down on her.
Zhou Muying and Xie Ping couldn't find a suitable place to live when they were down, so Li Miaoqing asked them about a second-hand house transaction in Moyu Lane where she lived, so they became neighbors.
After more than 20 years of ups and downs, Li Miaoqing never came into contact with those filthy flesh to make a living. She worked as a cheongsam and a tailor, sewing one after another gorgeous robes for Zhou Muying.
Now Li Miaoqing has freckled on the temples, and Zhou Muying is the bone under the spring.
The last cheongsam she made for Sister Zhou was Zhou Muying's shroud. It was a beautiful brocade. She deliberately sewed long sleeves to cover up Zhou Muying's broken arm.
Because Li Miaoqing knew that Officer Zhou was not only a police officer, she was also a woman, a mother and a wife.
She is beautiful.
She is the most beautiful... with those firm, bright eyes.
Now these eyes seem to be separated by years, looking at Li Miaoqing, who already has wrinkles on her face.
Xie Qingcheng: "So many things have come, this is really nothing to me."
Li Miaoqing sighed and said nothing more after all.
Xie Qingcheng settled the woman and the girl to rest.
It started to rain outside.
The night was deeper.
Xie Qingcheng put on an autumn coat, took two umbrellas, and handed one to Chen slow.
"Go back sooner."
"...Brother, don't you live here tonight?" Chen Wan was a little surprised. He thought that according to Xie Qingcheng's character, he would definitely accompany Xie Xue today.
But Xie Qingcheng couldn't hold it any longer.
His forehead was as hot as fire, and his body was limp, not to mention the indescribable pain and numbness somewhere.
If Chen Slow was a little more careful, he would find that Xie Qingcheng didn't sit down very much tonight.
"No longer. The school has something to do. I have to go back to the dormitory first."
"Then I'll take it to you..."
Xie Qingcheng pushed the door open, and the coolness of the autumn rain blew in outside.
"No." He took the big black carbon handle umbrella, wrapped the autumn windbreaker tightly, and walked into the dark night.
He couldn't pretend for too long, he could feel cold sweat penetrated his back, hot flashes surging on the ground one after another, his face was hot, his eyes were dizzy, and half of his consciousness seemed to be ripped out of his flesh/ body.
Chen slow: "Then you..."
"Go. I worked hard for you today. You also go home early."
Outside the alley, it was already past two in the morning, and there were still people waiting outside in the rain. Xie Qingcheng admired their perseverance. He called a taxi inside the cordon, the car came, he took his umbrella and got into the taxi, shutting out the explosive noise and flashing lights.
As soon as he got in the car, he couldn't hold it anymore, leaned back on the back seat tiredly, raised his hand and closed his eyes: "..."
Brother: "Brother, where are you going?"
"… "
"Big brother?"
The other party called for the second time, and Xie Qingcheng recovered from the hot blur.
He knew he should actually go to the hospital.
But he didn't want to go at all. How should he tell the doctor when he went
What happened in the small room of the clubhouse, with his self-respect and ruthlessness, he would rather knock down his teeth and swallow blood, he would rather take it to the grave. How did he explain to the doctor the cause of the fever
He is a doctor himself.
Go back and take some anti-inflammatories.
Thinking like this, Xie Qingcheng replaced the hospital between his lips and teeth with: "The Shanghai Medical Science Faculty Dormitory Building, it's troublesome."
The taxis are gone.
Xie Qingcheng did not see Chen slow standing among the noisy crowd. After standing for a long time, the little policeman frowned worriedly. Finally, he turned back and went back to Moyu Lane, and followed him out after a while.
He didn't even see He Yu sitting behind the glass window in the 24h convenience store across the road, drinking a cup of coffee.
Then He Yu threw the coffee away, pressed the brim of his hat, and walked out of the convenience store.