The streets of Changyang are full of traffic.
Fu Zhihuan didn't go in in a hurry, but leaned against the car door, with a cigarette between his fingertips, and lowered his eyes, the scarlet flames illuminated his calm eyes.
He raised his head, looked at the signboard of the cafe in front of him, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, then stubbed out the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can beside him.
When the glass window fell, Wen Ruan lay on the car window, gave him a sneaky look, and cheered up to comfort him: "Are you in a better mood? If you still feel uncomfortable, think about it, maybe today you will know what happened back then. the truth of the..."
Fu Zhihuan glanced at her, the corners of his lips curved: "No, I wasn't thinking about this just now."
Wen Ruan didn't expect that Fu Zhihuan would give this answer, so he was stunned for a while: "Hey? Then what are you thinking?"
Fu Zhihuan laughed, bent down, tapped her forehead with his index finger, and said with a smile: "Yesterday I promised you a date today, but now it will be another day, I was wondering if the little girl will be with you?" Am I angry?"
Wen Ruan shrank back a bit, clutching her forehead, and knew in her heart that Fu Zhihuan was looking for an excuse not to worry too much, so she cooperated with him without pretending: "I'm not so stingy and vengeful!"
The corners of Fu Zhihuan's lips relaxed, he straightened up, reached out and rubbed Wen Ruan's head: "The time is up, then I will go in first."
The environment in the coffee shop is very elegant, but perhaps because today is a working day and the street is not usually crowded with people, there are very few customers at the moment.
Looking up, you can immediately see Zhou Ruqing sitting in the corner.
Fu Zhihuan didn't take a step immediately, he just looked in Zhou Ruqing's direction calmly, although there was no expression on his face, but his right hand quietly closed his fingers and clenched them tightly.
His throat rolled down slowly, his eyes darkened.
It was as if there was not just one person sitting there.
It is the truth that has made me suffer for more than 20 years.
And at this moment, a hand suddenly and quietly held one of Fu Zhihuan's fingers, and then parted his clenched fist little by little, and held his hand.
Fu Zhihuan was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at the person beside him.
Wen Ruan smiled lightly: "I'm with you."
He has been alone for twenty years.
So from now on, I will never be alone again.
Zhou Ruqing's condition is very bad.
In just a few days, her white hair has increased visibly to the naked eye, her eyes are still swollen, she looks haggard and lack of energy, and her voice has become hoarse because of so many days of crying day and night. And dumb.
"After I went back a few days ago, I asked my husband carefully. At that time, he refused to say a word. It wasn't until a few days ago, after my daughter disappeared, that he told me the truth after repeated questioning. "
"In the past few days, I've been thinking about whether the adult did something stupid back then, and the retribution fell on the child."
When Zhou Ruqing said this, her voice became choked up again. She turned her head, tears fell uncontrollably, took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the corners of her eyes, and cleared her throat after she cleared her emotions: "I know the loss How painful my relatives are, so I have to tell Mr. Fu about this, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue for the child, I hope she can find it back soon, or... suffer less."
Fu Zhihuan didn't speak the whole time, he leaned against the back of the chair, the expression on his face looked calm, but it seemed that he was restraining something, and his emotions seemed very calm.
Wen Ruan sighed, and pushed the water glass in Zhou Ruqing's direction: "Will you drink some water first?"
Zhou Ruqing bowed his head to thank him, took the water glass, and before he picked it up, he heard a hoarse male voice behind him—
"Qingqing."
Jin Chenhyuk didn't know when he came in, but half of his body was exposed from behind the screen at this moment, looking tired and decadent.
Zhou Ruqing was taken aback for a moment, then stood up abruptly, eyes full of disbelief: "Why are you here?"
Jin Chenhe didn't answer, just licked his lips and looked in Fu Zhihuan's direction.
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes, and he didn't dodge his eyes at all. He still maintained the original posture, with one hand resting on the table, and his index finger tapped the table rhythmically, his expression still calm.
Jin Chenhe withdrew his gaze, laughed at himself, then walked to Zhou Ruqing's side, put his hand on her shoulder, and sat down together: "You went out early in the morning today, and you have been hiding quietly last night. What we said in the toilet, our old husband and wife have been together for so many years, of course we can guess what."
There were tears rolling in Zhou Ruqing's eyes, she choked up, and turned her head, although holding back nothing happened, the tears fell drop by drop.
Jin Chenhe tenderly glanced at the woman beside him, then straightened up, and looked at Fu Zhihuan again: "Mr. Fu, you have always been right. That case has indeed something to do with me."
Back then, under the arrangement of his family, Jin Chenhyuk, who had been idle all the time, went to that amusement park to work part-time. He was responsible for transporting the garbage trucks filled with garbage cans by the cleaners to the designated places every once in a while.
The work was tiring and cumbersome, and I couldn't make much money.
Then one day, someone suddenly said to Jin Chenhyuk, "Do you want to make some extra money? It's very simple. Every time you carry garbage, go to the gate of the East District and take a look. If you see where there is a garbage can, help out." Put it in the car and take it out."
As soon as Jin Chenhe heard it, he knew that it was probably not a good thing to do.
But after thinking about it, I am a garbage collector anyway, if something really happens, just say that I don't know, and I won't suffer any crimes.
And still get so much money, no matter how you look at it, it's an easy job.
At that time, Jin Chenhe was originally a well-known gangster, and he didn't do his work well. He went around to blackmail the boss of the shop. He felt that the wilder he was, the more powerful he was, and he didn't have any morals. So I agreed immediately.
At that time, he only thought that it might be something similar to drugs, things that were not legally ready to be traded.
Until one day, when he didn't know how many times he was transporting the garbage truck out, he couldn't help being curious, what exactly was in it
So driven by curiosity, after putting the things in the designated place, he quietly lifted the lid of the trash can and peeked inside.
This look scared him into cold sweat.
Inside lay a little girl in scantily clad clothes, blood all over her body, bruises and scars all over her body, she seemed to be out of breath, just being stuffed in the smelly trash can, Jin Chenhe Such a little bastard can't help being frightened.
His heart was pounding like a drum, his hands trembled, he quickly closed the lid of the trash can, he fell back a few steps, and then reacted belatedly—
Could it be that I was lucky to be a child all along
His heart was still beating wildly, and it was difficult to calm down for a while. He squatted aside and smoked several cigarettes in succession, and then he regained his senses a little.
no.
Never call the police.
This group of people is obviously a group that they can't afford to offend. If they report to the police, they may be arrested, and they may even retaliate against them.
Thinking of this, Jin Chenhe made up his mind, raised his head and looked at the trash can, then gritted his teeth and stood up, pretending nothing happened, turned and left the scene.
Later, after being investigated, he was released again.
Jin Chenhe also got more and more off-road on the road, and finally stopped working. He dragged a group of friends to fight with people every now and then, thinking that this is the demeanor that people on the road should have.
And the guilt of seeing the dead body in the trash can gradually faded away, and I even felt that I had done that kind of thing for others, and it was a "glory" that could be ranked high in the Tao.
Later, I even took these to brag for granted.
Until one day, he met Fu Zhihuan.
Although Fu Zhihuan at that time was only a high school student, but for the first time, Jin Chenhyuk felt the chills on his skin and couldn't sleep at night with that cold and cold look in his eyes, as if a lone wolf had found its prey.
It was also from then on that he suddenly began to discover.
I used to be so contemptuous.
Later, Jin Chenhe got married, and his wife was a gentle and virtuous woman with a kind heart and a gentle attitude towards others.
Under the influence of his wife, his life also began to get on the right track, and he also had a beloved daughter.
The incident of twenty years ago seems to have vanished.
Until the day my daughter disappeared.
Jin Chenhe's voice became more and more trembling: "Actually, even if Qingqing didn't come today, I would come to Mr. Fu and confess to you what happened back then."
"When I close my eyes these days, it looks like my child is lying in the trash can covered in blood. I only realized now that the word retribution is true..."
Fu Zhihuan seemed to be still maintaining the action just now.
But the hand on the table was clenched into a fist at some point, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging.
Fu Zhihuan clenched his teeth, and there was a dull pain in his temples. His eyes were slightly red, as if he was trying to hold back something, and after a while, he closed his eyes in pain, his voice was low and hoarse: "Back then, when did you put the trash can where?"
Jin Chenhe remembered the time of that year very clearly: "Two o'clock in the afternoon."
Hearing these words, Fu Zhihuan opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were scarlet.
He stood up abruptly, and the chair behind him was knocked to the ground with a loud bang, causing the people around him to stop and look sideways.
Fu Zhihuan tightly grasped Jin Chenhyuk's collar, lifted him up and pulled him in front of him.
He lowered his head, and he didn't hide the hostility all over his body. A terrifying aura made the waiters who wanted to go forward stop in their tracks.
Wen Ruan froze for a moment, got up subconsciously, and wanted to persuade him, but when he saw the expression on Fu Zhihuan's face, he stopped his movements.
Fu Zhihuan was like an angry lion at the moment, with distinct meridians on his neck, and a pair of dark eyes like ice edges, full of coldness.
"According to the autopsy report, Fu Yuqing died within twelve hours before the body was found."
Jin Chenhyuk glanced at him like an unconscious marionette, letting Fu Zhihuan vent.
But when he heard this sentence, he suddenly shrank his pupils.
Wen Ruan understood the meaning of Fu Zhihuan's words.
That is.
When Jin Chenhe saw Fu Yuqing, she was not dead yet.
in other words.
If he had called the police at that time, Fu Yuqing would not have died.
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