After flying at high altitude for nearly three hours, Du Junfei finally got off the plane.
With both feet on the ground, Du Junfei felt a little dizzy.
He pressed his head and stood by the suitcase for a while before turning on his phone to check the messages.
As soon as the phone started, Du Junfei received the good news from Shen Yubei.
Shen Yubei: [Second child, I'm married, attached picture.jpg.]
Du Junfei felt sudden at first, and then surprised.
Is the Wannian bachelor married
Du Junfei opened the picture and saw Di Rongrong's name was written in the spouse column, so he shook his head and laughed.
Unexpectedly, after going around for so many years, Shen Yubei finally married Di Rongrong.
Sensing the existence of the photo in the breast pocket of his shirt, Du Junfei took out the photo, staring at Zhiyue's smiling face, he bent his lips.
Eighteen years later, he finally found Zhiyue.
Everything is bad, but not too bad.
This is not the first time that Du Junfei has come to Chengdu. Here, Du Junfei spent three months filming a modern film that won the Cannes Palme d'Or.
During the three months of living here, what he felt was the enthusiasm of the people in Chengdu and the spiciness of hot pot.
Re-entering Chengdu, Du Junfei has a different feeling for this city when he thinks that Zhiyue has lived in this city for more than ten years.
I don't know, did Zhiyue have seen him from a distance during the time he was filming
Seeing that it was getting late, Du Junfei suppressed his impatience and found a hotel to stay.
The next morning, Du Junfei put on Zhiyue's favorite black suit, shaved off the stubble, and trimmed the messy wild eyebrows into sharp sword eyebrows.
Staring at the handsome man with sharp features in the mirror, Du Junfei was satisfied.
With excitement and expectation, he went to the special education institute to find his old friend.
In this school, most of the students are special people with physical problems. There are students who are blind, deaf, mentally impaired, mentally disabled, and physically disabled.
This is a place where people feel heavy and hopeless all the time.
It is also a place where people can see hope and struggle all the time.
People with able-bodied limbs outside are shouting to die or live, while people with disabilities inside are working hard to make progress.
This place is magical.
Holding a heart of awe, Du Junfei stepped lightly, walked through the flowers, and came to the front of the school administration building.
Downstairs, Du Junfei met a male teacher.
He stopped the teacher and asked, "Hello, how can I get to the dormitory building?"
The teacher stopped and looked at him in silence for a moment, then suddenly raised his hands and made a series of gestures.
Turned out to be a deaf-mute.
Du Junfei quickly translated his question with sign language.
After understanding Du Junfei's question, the teacher answered him: [Bypass the administrative building, walk along the highway for a certain distance, pass through the wind and rain corridor, and you will see the dormitory building.]
Du Junfei: [Thank you.]
The dormitory building is five stories high, and the building is a bit dilapidated. There are many mottled lines on the outer wall of the building. However, there are quite a lot of trees around. This season, the leaves have just sprouted and are full of vitality.
Du Junfei stood at the end of the wind and rain corridor, staring at the woman who was sweeping the floor in front of the dormitory building.
The women's hair is short and cut into a doll's head. She turned sideways to Du Junfei, showing half of her face.
Zhiyue's mouth is very small. Before eating Xiaolongbao, she had to open her mouth with all her strength to cover it.
At this moment, those small mouths are pursed, making them even more petite and cute.
Zhiyue's skin has darkened a little, but her facial features are still beautiful.
Zhiyue was deaf and couldn't hear, so she didn't know that someone was standing not far away and looked at her greedily for a long time.
Before coming, Du Junfei couldn't wait to meet Zhiyue, talk to her, and take her home.
But when he really saw Zhiyue, Du Junfei was frightened instead.
But his feet seemed to be fixed on the concrete floor by nails, and he couldn't move.
Zhiyue swept the garbage into a ball, then turned to get a bucket to load the garbage.
When she turned around, she saw a tall man standing behind her.
The man was wearing a black suit and his hair was so short that his scalp could be seen.
Zhiyue's smiling face froze suddenly when she saw Du Junfei.
In an instant, Zhiyue's eyes gathered ups and downs.
She quickly lowered her head again, pretending to continue sweeping.
Du Junfei is the director. He is good at capturing everyone's most subtle emotional reactions with the camera. No one can understand the content conveyed by people's eyes better than him.
Just now, when Zhiyue saw her, it was clearly full of love, hatred, and pain.
Du Junfei had an idea in his mind——
She recognizes herself!
She has no amnesia at all!
But if she didn't lose her memory, why didn't she refuse to tell the police her identity back then? Why didn't you come back to find yourself in these years
Du Junfei didn't dare to think about the answer.
Du Junfei curled up his hands hanging by his legs a few times, and then mustered up the courage to step forward with his long legs and approach Zhiyue.
Zhiyue concentrated on sweeping the floor, even counting the ants on the ground.
At this time, a pair of shiny leather shoes broke into Zhiyue's field of vision.
Zhiyue's broom stopped in front of Du Junfei's shoe.
She had to raise her head and stared at Du Junfei with confused eyes.
Zhiyue held the handle of the broom between her arms, and she gestured in sign language: [Sir, which student's parent are you? What is your child's name?]
Du Junfei stared at Zhiyue for a long while.
He stretched out his hands and gestured slowly: [I am a guardian, and I am here to find the child I raised.]
Zhiyue understood what he meant and didn't respond.
Du Junfei gestured again: [Her name is Zhiyue, Lin Zhiyue, 35 years old this year.]
[Eighteen years ago, I lost her. I've been looking for her all these years.]
Du Junfei stopped and stared at Zhiyue silently.
Zhiyue smiled far-fetchedly, and she gestured: [Our school does not have such students.]
Du Junfei smiled, an ugly smile.
He told Zhiyue again: [I have her picture here, please help me to see, have you seen her?]
Du Junfei took out a photo from his breast pocket.
The photo is very old, the glue of the photo has changed color, and the clothes of the portrait on it have been mottled. But the appearance of the two people is still very clear.
Zhiyue took the photo.
Lowering his head, he saw a young girl and a grown man.
The girl was wearing a red doll-collar skirt and stood with the tall man.
The girl smiled, showing her pointed canine teeth.
A pair of eyes, look forward to shine.
And that man, who was a bit ruffian, always had a careless smile in his eyes.
When taking pictures, the girl's head subconsciously leaned against the man's shoulder. It can be seen that the girl is dependent on that man.
Zhiyue recognized the girl.
That was herself when she was young.
Zhiyue's hand holding the photo tightened slightly.
Du Junfei poked Zhiyue's arm.
Only then did Zhiyue look up, looking at him with a complicated expression.
Dujunfei made gestures. [You know her, right?]
Zhiyue bit her lip and said nothing.
Du Junfei: [Zhiyue, I'm an older brother.]
Zhiyue smiled bitterly, and she told Du Junfei: [I don't remember the past, how do you prove our relationship? You have to make me believe in you.]
Du Junfei thought for a while, then stretched out his left hand, and gently placed it on Zhiyue's waist, he gestured and said: [Here, there is a tattoo of a camera.]
Back then, Zhiyue had a crush on Du Junfei but dared not confess.
At that time, Du Junfei loved to play with his video camera the most, so Zhiyue quietly tattooed a video camera on his abdomen.
After Du Junfei found out by accident, he even scolded her once, thinking that she had become bad and disobedient.
At that time, Zhiyue was very stubborn and refused to have her tattoo removed.
Later, after Zhiyue disappeared, Du Junfei gradually figured out the meaning of Zhiyue's tattoo.
Where did she go bad, she just fell in love with him!
Du Junfei suddenly lifted Zhiyue's shirt.
Zhiyue's skin was exposed in the air, and on that slender waist, there was really a black camera.
It's just that the tattoo is old and the black has turned to gray.
Zhiyue widened her eyes.
Du Junfei smiled, and murmured: [Zhiyue, I found you.]
Zhiyue's eyes were filled with tears, holding the photo, trembling all over.
Du Junfei asked again: [Zhiyue, are you free? I want to talk to you.]
Zhiyue stared at him for a long time before nodding.
-
Next to the plastic runway in the school playground, there is a circle of green lawn.
Zhiyue sat on the grass, a little cramped.
Afraid that she would be uneasy, Du Junfei did not sit next to her, but sat cross-legged on the opposite side two meters away from Zhiyue.
The two faced each other, looking at each other.
Zhiyue looked at Du Junfei with curious eyes.
She often sees this face on her mobile phone, especially recently. Because his new movie is coming out soon.
Catching Zhiyue's peeking at him, Du Junfei's heart throbbed, unable to control his mood, he blurted out and asked, "Do you know me?"
Zhiyue tilted her head, showing a puzzled look.
Both Fei smile.
He raised his hands and gestured slowly for a while.
After understanding what Du Junfei meant, Zhiyue took out her mobile phone and made a call—
[I know you, Teacher Du Junfei, you are a director. I like the works directed by you very much. I have watched every one of your plays.]
Du Junfei understood Zhiyue's sign language, and the anticipation in his eyes dimmed.
It turned out that she recognized herself not because she still remembered the past, but because she had seen her own movie and knew that she was a director.
Du Junfei felt a little sad.
The little girl who used to pester him to laugh, get angry because he smoked, and cry because he didn't eat and had a stomachache, no longer remembers him.
Du Junfei comforted himself: It doesn't matter, finding someone is more important than anything else.
Du Junfei cheered up and said to Zhiyue: "I am your guardian and your elder brother.]
Fearing that Zhiyue would not believe it, Du Junfei took out the household registration book that he had prepared a long time ago from his backpack.
Zhiyue took Du Junfei's household registration book, and saw Zhiyue's name on it. Then she said: [It turns out that my name is Zhiyue.]
Du Junfei nodded heavily.
Zhiyue wrote on the phone again: [I don’t remember the past, my name is Lin Man now.]
Du Junfei: [Lin Man.]
Zhiyue smiled.
She returned the account book to Du Junfei.
Du Junfei stuffed the account book back into his bag.
After hesitating for a long time, Du Junfei wrote on his mobile phone: [Zhiyue, I finally found you, come home with me, okay?]
Zhiyue stared at Du Junfei for a long time, but shook her head.
Seeing her shaking her head, Du Junfei's heart went cold.
Du Junfei couldn't help asking: [Why? Are you blaming your brother for not taking good care of you and causing you to be trafficked?]
Zhiyue smiled.
Zhiyue always remembers the incidents of being trafficked.
She couldn't bear to think about that gloomy experience, she told Du Junfei: [I have a brand new life, this place is very good, I am used to the rhythm here.]
They are all her kind here, and no one will cast a curious and contemptuous look at her when she uses sign language.
She wrote: [I want to stay here.]
Here, she feels a sense of belonging.
Du Junfei had already expected that it would be difficult for him to take Zhiyue away.
Really being rejected by Zhiyue, Du Junfei still felt uncomfortable.
He wrote again: [Aren't you really going back with me to take a look? It's also good to pay homage to your deceased father.]
Zhiyue didn't speak this time.
Seeing hope, Du Junfei hurriedly tried to persuade her while the iron was hot.
[Your father was a policeman. After he died in the line of duty, he was buried in the martyr's cemetery. Fewer and fewer people still go to worship him now. Zhiyue, are you going to abandon your father?]
Du Junfei admitted that he was evil by using the dead to lure Zhiyue.
Zhiyue suffered so much, Du Junfei wanted to take him home, put him by his side, and take good care of him.
Zhiyue was silent for a long time, and finally refused cruelly. [I still want to stay here.]
Du Junfei lowered his head dejectedly.
Zhiyue looked at the time, and then told Du Junfei: [Students are about to take their lunch break, I have to open the door, Mr. Du, goodbye.]
Zhiyue got up and left. During the process, she didn't look back at Du Junfei.
Du Junfei refused to just give up, so he came to the principal's office.
The principal didn't know Du Junfei, and Du Junfei's reputation wasn't so great that anyone who met him would know that he was an internationally renowned director.
Du Junfei came to see the principal as a donor.
The principal was very enthusiastic. He made Kung Fu tea and poured a cup for Du Junfei.
"Mr. Du, Director Gang Su said that you want to do some charity work, can you tell me in detail about your specific ideas?"
Du Junfei said: "That's right, I want to build two dormitory buildings for your school. I see that the dormitory buildings in your school are very old, and there is no air conditioner. Each dormitory still has eight people."
Hearing this, the principal was overjoyed.
"Really?"
Du Junfei nodded, "Of course it's true."
The principal hurriedly poured another cup of tea for Du Junfei.
The two chatted in detail about the various details of building the building. After chatting for more than an hour, they finally settled the matter.
"It's rare to see a kind person like Mr. Du." The headmaster pulled out his chair and stood up, bowing solemnly to Du Junfei.
"Mr. Du, on behalf of our teachers and students, thank you for your generous support!"
Du Junfei was startled. He hurriedly supported the principal's arm and asked him to stand up.
"The headmaster doesn't have to show such great courtesy. I don't really have no intention of doing this."
Hearing this, the principal was slightly taken aback, "What does Mr. Du want?"
In an instant, many dark things flashed through the headmaster's mind.
He had seen reports before that some rich people liked to play with deaf-mute people. This Mr. Du looks like a gentleman, does he really have bad habits
If this is the case, then this building should not be used.
The dormitory is almost okay, but people can't lose their humanity.
Du Junfei could probably see that the principal was thinking wildly. He twitched his eyebrows and quickly explained: "Principal, don't think too much. I did this mainly to express my gratitude to your school."
The headmaster humbly asked: "Thank you for what?"
When did they help Mr. Du
Du Junfei said: "Ms. Lin Man, the supervisor of the girls' dormitory in your school, has a very close relationship with me."
Before Du Junfei finished speaking, the principal patted his thigh in a daze, and said with a smile, "Could it be that Mr. Du is Lin Man's mysterious boyfriend who is looking at Dongcheng?"
Du Junfei:
Zhiyue has a boyfriend in Wangdongcheng
Du Junfei asked calmly, "Why did the principal say that?"
The principal said: "Every year on the 20th of March, Lin Man will take a period of leave to visit the East City. The visit lasts for more than ten days. We all think that Lin Man is going to meet her boyfriend from a different place."
"Could it be that Mr. Du is that mysterious boyfriend?"
I didn't realize that Lin Man actually made such a rich boyfriend.
When Du Junfei heard the time of March 20th, his smile became a little stiff.
March 24th is Zhiyue's father's death day!
Zhiyue would look back at Dongcheng every year and secretly go to worship her father!
So she didn't have amnesia at all!
Du Junfei tried his best to suppress the various emotions churning in his heart.
Smiling and nodding, Du Junfei said, "Yes, I am here this time to give away two buildings from your school, and secondly, to bring Lin Man back to live in the East."
"It's not a long-term solution to keep separating the two places."
"What Mr. Du said is true!" The principal supported Du Junfei's approach very much.
Du Junfei was sent out of the office building by the headmaster like a Buddha.
He came to the door of the girls' dormitory and stayed for a while before leaving.
Knowing that Du Junfei left the next day, Zhiyue was relieved, but also a little disappointed.
The school is going to build a new dormitory building recently, and a door has been opened in the courtyard wall at the back door of the school to make it easier for the building and workers to enter.
The workers are all from other places.
The influx of construction teams caused confusion among the staff. Lin Man feared that some female students would be hurt, so she guarded the door conscientiously and dedicatedly every day.
On March 21st, Zhiyue came to the principal's office with the leave application form written in advance.
The principal didn't wait for Zhiyue to explain why she asked for leave, but took the initiative to take her leave form and signed his name.
Seeing Zhiyue was a little surprised.
The headmaster said something to her with a smile, but Zhiyue couldn't hear her.
The principal used sign language again and told her: [Go and have fun, have fun.]
Only then did Zhiyue nodded, and left in doubt with the leave form.
As usual, Zhiyue only took ten days off this time.
At noon that day, Zhiyue took a high-speed train with a light suitcase to Wangdong City.
-
The tomb of the martyrs is very quiet, and under each tombstone, there is a bone of a martyr buried.
Zhiyue carried the sacrificial supplies, walked through the path familiarly, and walked around to the martyr's tombstone with the name "Linguan Mountain".
Lin Guanshan is Lin Zhiyue's father.
Zhiyue knelt down in front of the tombstone, silently burning paper and offering incense.
When she finished all this and stood up to leave, she saw a man in a white shirt standing behind her.
Du Junfei didn't know how long he had been here, but he kept looking at Zhiyue like that, with sadness in his eyes.
Zhiyue's eyes widened, panic and uneasiness flashed across them.
"ah"
She opened her mouth and let out an unconscious exclamation.
Du Junfei stepped forward step by step.
Zhiyue retreated step by step.
She retreated until her body was on her father's tombstone, and there was no way to retreat, so she grabbed her father's tombstone with both hands, raised her head, and looked at Du Junfei in a panic.
Du Junfei lowered his head and stared at Zhiyue's face.
Seeing the panic in Zhiyue's eyes, what else does Du Junfei not understand
She really remembers everything!
"Zhiyue, you have deceived me so hard."
During the years when he was sad for her death, she secretly came back to Wangdong City every year to pay respects to Father Lin.
Besides worshiping her father, did she also observe him secretly
How did she resist not meeting herself
There were tears in Du Junfei's eyes.
"Zhiyue, are you punishing me?"
Zhiyue couldn't hear what Du Junfei was saying, but she could guess what Du Junfei was saying.
Zhiyue tightly grasped her father's tombstone with both hands, and the cold touch penetrated into Zhiyue's body along her fingertips, making her feel bone-chillingly cold.
"ah"
Zhiyue let out an ah, and began to cry silently.
Du Junfei reached out to wipe Zhiyue's tears.
The warm tears scorched Du Junfei's heart.
"Zhiyue, don't cry, okay?"
Being coaxed by Du Junfei, Zhiyue cried even harder.
Zhiyue suddenly pushed Du Junfei with both hands.
She tried her best, and even a man who was over 1.8 meters tall was pushed to the ground by Zhiyue.
Du Junfei sat down on the ground, looked up angrily, and saw Zhiyue undoing the first button on her plaid shirt.
She's still going on.
Seeing this, Du Junfei looked angrily.
"what you do?"
Knowing that Zhiyue couldn't hear, Du Junfei quickly stood up and hurriedly gestured: [What are you doing undressing!]
Zhiyue bit her lip, shed tears, and slowly but firmly unbuttoned the top three buttons.
Zhiyue tore open the collar of the shirt, revealing the white Bra inside, and the words burned with a soldering iron under the collarbone—
slave.
**.
Du Junfei stared blankly at the scalded scar, like a demented child, forgetting to react.
Zhiyue pointed at the word 'slave', she shed tears and shook her head at Du Junfei.
Du Junfei understood Zhiyue's meaning.
Zhiyueyi didn't cover her body, she gestured with both hands, and told Du Junfei: [I still like you. In the past, I dared to dream of you in my heart. But now, look at my broken body, how can I have the right to like you?]
In the past, she was only a deaf-mute, so Xian Yue scolded her that it was wishful thinking for a toad to eat swan meat.
Now, with the mark of "slave" scalded on her body, her body has long been broken, and she is not qualified to look up to Du Junfei anymore.
She had no face to appear in front of Du Junfei.
So back then, when the police asked her surname, where she lived, Zhiyue lied.
She said that she lost her memory because she felt broken and dirty, and she had no face to go back to Du Junfei's house.
In these years, Zhiyue looked back at Dongcheng every year. She spent one day with her father, and nine days, hiding in the dark, spying on Du Junfei.
Du Junfei is not always in Wangdongcheng every March, he lives in the United States most of the time. In the past twenty years, Zhiyue has only seen Du Junfei six times.
She hid in the dark, like a voyeur, and she felt satisfied when she glanced at him secretly.
Du Junfei stroked Zhiyue's brand, his heart ached like a knife.
He quickly took out his mobile phone and made a quick call—
[That old thing, how did he die?]
Zhiyue took away Du Junfei's cell phone, and typed a reply to him: [He was sick and lying in bed, starved to death, and I heard that when he was found, he was skinny and skinny.]
Du Junfei was full of hatred!
That old thing is dead, but someone is still alive!
Du Junfei asked again: [The person who sold you is String Music?]
Zhiyue didn't speak this time, just looked at him silently.
Those eyes, foggy, filled with endless grievances and hatred.
Du Junfei scolded: "Son of a son of a bitch!"
Du Junfei gently stroked Zhiyue's brand with his movements. According to the current scar removal technique, it is not impossible to get rid of this brand.
However, the branding can be removed, but how can the pain in my heart be removed
Buttoning up Zhiyue's clothes one by one, Du Junfei suddenly said, "Follow me somewhere."
Du Junfei took Zhiyue and left.
Zhiyue staggered and followed behind him with a confused expression.
What are they going to do? -
It's night, it's thick.
In a mansion villa in Fengxian District, Wangdong City, the lights are brightly lit, and a celebration banquet is being held.
Last week, the suspense writer and gold medal screenwriter String's new work "Late Night Taxi" won the Mystery Writers Association Award.
She just returned from abroad yesterday, and today, her manager held a celebration party for her.
The place where the celebration party is held is in the home of String Music.
Forty-eight-year-old String Le, with a slightly plump figure, is wearing a blue deep V-neck long dress, with her hair pulled back, and is walking among the crowd with a glass of red wine in her hand.
Wherever he went, the eyes chased.
The celebration party started, the cake was cut, champagne was opened, String Music said some words of thanks, and then ended up chatting with a group of actors.
The first work Yan Jiang starred in was String Music's classic masterpiece "Sultry Night". In the movie, Yan Jiang plays a handsome but vicious young murderer.
An actor cannot become popular without a famous director and good works.
String Music is the original author and screenwriter of "Sultry Night". He has already heard the news that String Music won the award. Tonight, Yan Jiang also brought a gift to the celebration banquet.
Who made him a person who knows how to be grateful
After entering the house, Yan Jiang gave a brooch to String Music.
String music is not lacking in anything, but still expresses gratitude to Yan Jiang for his gift.
She gave the gift to the assistant, and asked Yan Jiang with a smile: "Yan Jiang, are you working in the Ministry of Public Security now? Are you a forensic doctor?"
"yes."
"You who are forensic doctors, if you read my knowledge about forensic science, will you think that I am playing tricks?"
"How could it be, Mr. String Music's understanding of forensic science. Let alone a layman, even a professional like me can't find the fault of Mr. String Music."
"The string teacher is excellent."
What Yan Jiang said was true.
The mystery novel written by Xian Yue is worthy of scrutiny, even Yan Jiang can't find any loopholes.
String Music is the well-deserved mother of Chinese mystery novels.
Hearing Yan Jiang's compliment, String Music seemed very happy.
"I heard that you are engaged, why didn't you bring your fiancée?"
"She doesn't like to participate in this kind of occasion, at home."
"I see."
String Music handed a bottle of wine to Yan Jiang, "Try it, the treasured Petus, you will definitely like it."
Yan Jiang took a sip and praised: "It's not bad."
But after drinking too much wine made by Mr. Han and other wines, Yan Jiang felt that something was missing.
At this moment, there was another car sound downstairs.
Yan Jiang said: "There is another guest here. The string teacher is busy, so you don't need to entertain me. Everyone here knows me, and I will also find someone to catch up with."
"Well."
String music put down the wine glass and walked towards the gate with the manager.
Along the way, Xian Le was still speculating about the identity of the other party.
The door opened, and Du Junfei, who was wearing a bald head, strode into the room, his right hand could be vaguely seen holding a person.
The man was hiding behind him, unable to see clearly.
String music is the screenwriter, and Du Junfei, who is the director, is also in the same circle. But it's strange that after the divorce, they seldom meet face to face.
Sometimes when they had to attend the same award ceremony, the location of the two was arranged far away by the organizer.
Du Junfei's appearance surprised Xianle.
String Music's manager was also surprised.
But Du Junfei's reputation in the director circle has already surpassed all domestic directors, and he has become a business card representing the Chinese director circle.
No matter who looks at him, he must be respectful and polite.
When some actors saw Du Junfei, it was like a cat seeing a fish. When they smelled fishy, they wished they could run up to join in the fun.
But Du Junfei's eyes blocked everyone's enthusiasm.
His eyes were filled with ice and snow.
It can freeze the young shoots of spring.
The visitor is not good!
String music narrowed her eyes, and said to Du Junfei in a vigilant tone, "What are you doing here? I didn't invite you."
Du Junfei: "There is an old friend who wants to meet you."
Xian Le raised her eyebrows and looked behind Du Junfei, and asked him, "Who is hiding behind you?"
"Look, who is she!"
With a pull of Du Junfei's hand, Zhiyue who was hiding behind him was pulled out.
Zhiyue lowered her head, timidly and humblely, not daring to raise her head.
Du Junfei held Zhiyue's face in both hands, he raised Zhiyue's face, and said to her in sign language: [Zhiyue, this is your chance to take revenge. There are many people here, and there is me here, and she can't hurt you.]
[Zhiyue, you are not a submissive person, you have been hurt so much, why don't you take revenge?]
[It is never the victim who should be punished, but the sinner!]
[Zhiyue, you have been hurt so badly by her, can you really bear all this?]
Zhiyue understood Du Junfei's words.
When she thought of her ruined life, her heart was filled with hatred.
If it wasn't for the string music, she wouldn't be sold into the mountains, chained to the bed, and live a humiliating life that is not as good as a beast!
She was scalded by a soldering iron and left with a lifetime of humiliation!
She also killed a little life that was only five months old. When the child was aborted, it was already in human form!
And all of this is thanks to the woman in front of me!
Zhiyue turned her head slowly, facing the string music, and smiled strangely at her.
Zhiyue used sign language and gestured: [I haven't seen you for eighteen years, do you still remember me?]
From the moment he saw Du Junfei speaking sign language to Zhiyue, the blood on Xian Le's face turned white inch by inch.
When Zhiyue really turned around, that face completely coincided with the beautiful face deep in Xian Le's memory.
Xian Le's eyes widened in astonishment, her legs softened, and she staggered back a step. After hitting the manager's chest, he stood still.
"you"
The string music seems to have lost all three souls and seven souls, and the mind is in a mess and buzzing.
Zhiyue used sign language again, and preached: [You are surprised to see me, aren't you? Back then, you sold me into the mountains and created the illusion that I fell into the river and died. You thought you would never come back in this life, right?]
Zhiyue approached the string music.
She pinched the string's chin.
Under Zhiyue's fingers, the string trembled all over.
Zhiyue suddenly picked up the arms of Xianle, and with all her strength, threw Xianle high into the air, causing her body to hit the ground hard.
"ah-"
The whole house was in an uproar!
String's manager wanted to stop Zhiyue, but at this moment, Du Junfei quickly stood up and stood in front of the manager.
"This is the hatred between the two of them, and you have no right to interfere."
The manager glared at Du Junfei and clenched his fists tightly, but he didn't do anything else.
Judging from String Music's reaction just now, it was obvious that she had done something wrong to the woman who appeared out of nowhere first.
Because the patron saint of that strange woman was Du Junfei, there were so many actors, screenwriters, and insiders in the room, no one dared to risk offending Du Junfei to save Xian Le.
After all, String Music is only a well-known reasoning writer in China, while Du Junfei is a world-renowned director who has won an Oscar for Best Director!
They are all human beings, and whoever they offend will lose more, they know it well.
Zhiyue threw the string to the ground, and while the string was too painful to get up, she pulled away from the crowd and walked to the stage.
Grabbing the champagne bottle on the table, Zhiyue strode through the crowd and returned to String Music.
String slowly climbed up.
In front of everyone, Zhiyue unbuttoned her shirt again.
When she tore off her clothes to reveal the branded word 'servant', everyone was a little surprised.
Du Junfei explained Zhiyue on the side, and he said to the string: "Back then, you gave Zhiyue to traffickers, and asked them to sell Zhiyue to an old man. The word slave on Zhiyue is that old man. Shot it on with a hot soldering iron."
Hearing this, the whole hall was in an uproar.
The manager also had a look of astonishment, he stared in disbelief at the string lying on the ground howling in pain.
How could the string teacher be such a person
Were the rumors back then true
Many years ago, there were rumors that Xian Yue murdered the adopted sister of Du Junfei's family because of hatred.
However, the police did not find any evidence to accuse String, so String is still at large.
Therefore, everyone just took that rumor as a story.
No one believed that Xian Le would kill Du Junfei's adopted sister out of jealousy.
By the way, it is said that Du Junfei's adopted sister is deaf-mute!
Could this woman be the girl who disappeared back then
Those who knew the secrets of the past, their eyes turned back and forth on the two women, String Le and Zhiyue.
They immediately felt that the banquet tonight was worth it!
This is a witness to history!
While eating melons, Yan Jiang secretly filmed this scene with his mobile phone, and shared it to the WeChat group in real time for Song Fei and Song Ci to see.
Du Junfei glanced at Zhiyue, saw that Zhiyue broke the champagne bottle, picked up the sharpest piece from the fragments, and Du Junfei understood Zhiyue's meaning.
"Xianle, prison, you have to sit. But you have to bear the pain that Zhiyue has suffered."
After finishing speaking, Du Junfei nodded to Zhiyue, indicating that she could act.
Zhiyue pressed on Xianle's body, seeing her struggling all the time, she stepped on Xianle's arms with both feet.
No matter how hard String Music struggled, it couldn't escape Zhiyue's suppression.
Zhiyue pulled off String's suspender dress, she wept, and with a trembling right hand, she stabbed the sharp glass shards into String's skin.
The blood flowed out, dyeing the fair skin of Xianle red.
Zhiyue manipulated the shards of glass and moved forward and backward in the string's body.
The string screamed in pain, and the scream made the scalp numb.
Some girls couldn't bear to turn their heads away, but couldn't help turning their heads to peek secretly.
String Music's manager couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted that it really made Zhiyue stop. But Du Junfei was standing in front of the manager, and the manager couldn't stop this scene.
As for Zhiyue, she was originally a deaf-mute person, and she couldn't hear what people around her said or did.
After finishing the last stroke, Zhiyue took out the glass shards from the body of the string.
Zhiyue wiped away her tears and laughed wildly.
The dumb laughter, like sawing wood, was particularly harsh.
String music hugged her chest, rolling on the ground in pain.
Du Junfei walked over, hugged Zhiyue in his arms, and patted Zhiyue's shoulder lightly.
Zhiyue gradually calmed down in his arms.
Later, the police came, and Du Junfei, Zhiyue, and Xian Yue were all taken to the police station.
Eighteen years later, the unsolved case of that year finally waited for the day when the fog was lifted.
(end of this chapter)