The man looked up, doubting.
well? Very kind
What do you mean
Liu Maiquan couldn't help frowning.
Quan Hanting raised his jaw slightly towards Chu Yujiang, "You come and tell him."
Chu Yujiang stepped forward: "It's the master who used the relationship to get you out of the game. He not only gave the knife but also the medicine."
Liu Maiquan had anticipated this early, and was not surprised. What he was curious about was why the other party did this? It seemed to foresee earlier that he needed these things.
In a trance, the memory goes back to two months ago...
At that time, he was sitting in the interrogation room. He hadn't drunk water for a long time, his lips were chapped, his throat was hoarse, and he felt his whole heart burning.
At this moment, a gravity hit him on the shoulder, and the opponent made a quick move with amazing strength, and Liu Maiquan fainted directly.
When he woke up again, he was thrown into the suburbs blindfolded, and the other party threw a black cloth bag through the car window, "It's getting late, go and do what you should do."
When Liu Maiquan tore off the black cloth in front of him, he could only see a Buick that had left in the dust.
After a long while, he realized that all this happened to him was not a dream, it was real—
He finally left the ghost place of the police station, he could regain his freedom without going to jail!
Liu Maiquan was ecstatic.
In the black cloth bag are a set of clothes, a hat, a knife, a packet of powdered medicine and one thousand yuan.
These are enough for him to run away.
But before that, he still has to go to a place.
Lizhuang, a small town on the outskirts of Ningcheng.
When Liu Maiquan arrived by bus, it was already sunset.
The golden rice fields and the children leaving school between the ridges constitute a simple picture.
He looked at everything in front of him, his cold face couldn't help showing a gentle smile, as if he saw hope and light.
"Is it Mai Quan?" An elderly lady stopped him.
"Auntie, it's me."
"Oh! You can count as coming back. I haven't seen you for this month. I'm afraid the closet is going to be moldy. Go back and clean up."
Every year when the rainy season comes, every household in Lizhuang will inevitably get wet.
Liu Maiquan is an orphan. He was picked up by the town’s orphanage on a heavy snowy day. He grew up with a snack at Baijiafan. When he was seventeen, he went out to work. He bought a house in the town for the first sum of money he earned. Home.
"Okay, I'll go back right away."
"Eh-how are you going there? Go this way!" the old lady kindly reminded.
"It's okay, take the path faster."
"Farewell, you should take the big road." The old man was secretive.
Liu Maiquan wanted to go from here and stop by to see someone, so he refused the other person's kindness.
"Why don't you listen to this child? You just died there a few days ago, why should you touch that mold? Listening to my aunt's advice, take the big road, let's not feel embarrassed!"
Liu Maiquan's eyelids jerked: "Who is dead?"
"The widow who came to our town to rent a house just half a year ago, what's her name is Huihui... I heard that she crossed the wind and rain bridge in the middle of the night and fell to her death. When she found out the next day she was exhausted... Oh! What are you running? Let you stop that way and come back—"
Yu Jiahui has no relatives or children, but the dead are the most important, and the funeral must be done. In the end, the residents of the town collectively donated money to buy a cemetery for her. They didn't beat the gongs and drums to make the dojo, so they put the ashes in the jar and buried it hastily.
"Mai Quan, what do you ask her to do? They are all dead, unlucky!"
The man suppressed his grief, his eyes flushed: "No... I'll just ask."
"Hey, go up here, tomb No. 37. Oh, slow down! Do you need to be so anxious? Really..." The man shook his head and left.
It was not until night fell and the wind in the mountains gradually became cold that Liu Maiquan limped out of the cemetery.
Instead of going back to his home, he went to the house that the woman had rented before her death.
"Mai Quan, you often say that your hometown is beautiful, but I have never been there."
"Wait for a chance to take you there in the future."
"Then I have to live, for a long, long period of time, preferably for a lifetime, OK?"
"it is good."
There is no elevator in the old building, and the exterior walls have been painted horribly, but the interior is clean. The curtains are lavender, and there are two pots of pink flowers on the windowsill.
There are leftover sugar, vinegar, cooking wine, etc. in the kitchen. Looking at these, you can imagine a woman busy in front of the stove wearing an apron. Her expression must be gentle and content.
The bed sheets in the bedroom seemed to still have the unique scent of jasmine on her body. Liu Maiquan buried her head in the sheet, and after a while, there was a man's depressed cry.
Cried enough, he did not forget to find the truth.
Jiahui is such a safe person, she won't go out in the middle of the night, let alone fall off Fengyuqiao. There must be something hidden in it!
While crying, Liu Maiquan rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying to find clues.
at last-
He found a new DV machine under the sofa. There was a folder called "Baby Diary" in it. After clicking on it, he popped out dense video recordings.
He clicked on the first one.
The woman was wearing beige home clothes and was a little bit fatter than when I saw her last time, turned on the machine, and retreated to the sofa opposite.
At that moment, Liu Mai was so full of seven-foot men that he couldn't make a sound.
"Huihui... Huihui..."
The woman in the video can't feel his sadness at the moment, so the smile remains the same.
"Mai Quan, you have been away for two weeks, when will you come back? In fact, I am still a bit lonely by myself, mainly because I miss you."
"Did you find it? I bought a video recorder, digital, with a lot of memory, and it cost thousands of dollars. I didn't use the money you sent back. These are all earned by me helping people translate the materials. You... Wouldn't you? Would you call me a prodigal?"
"The prodigal is the prodigal, I know, who made us have a baby!" She touched her belly, smiled calmly and happily, and exuded the brilliance of motherhood.
Seeing Liu Maiquan here, he was struck by lightning.
She is pregnant...
Their baby...
For a moment, he couldn't wait to go down to accompany her immediately.
But no!
He can't die until the truth is found out!
"It's been more than two months. It was you who came back to be pregnant last time..." The woman's voice continued, and Liu Mai's heart was cut.
"Do you like son or daughter? Anyway, I like both. My son is as tall and handsome as you, and my daughter is like me... No, no, not like me. If you are too soft, you will be bullied. It is better to be more like you. …"
"If you are not at home now, you may miss the baby's growth. I recorded it with DV, and you can take it out and watch it later. Am I very thoughtful? Anyway, next time you come back, you must say it a hundred times.' I love you! Otherwise I will be angry. When I get angry, the baby will be angry too. I will definitely not like you as a father in the future."
All the previous videos are records of a woman's pregnancy, except for the last...
"Who are you?! I don't know you, go out!"
Two tattooed men broke into the house, one holding a photo, and the other looking at the woman carefully.
"Yes! It's her!"
"Why are you arresting me? This is illegal! I want to call the police—"
"Why? It's because your man has done wicked things outside! He's in the game now, who doesn't catch you? Be honest with me!"
The woman was stunned: "Into the game? What do you mean?"
"Your ex-husband Wang Yelong wanted to pour dirty water on Ms. Shen's head. There is no other way. You can only use your warning to warn the turtle grandson, so that he can learn to behave and know who can and cannot be offended!"
"No... I'm just his ex-wife. We, we are already divorced. He doesn't care about my life or death. You can't threaten him!"
"Yo! I don't see it, you're still protecting the cricket. As for whether you don't care, you have to try it before you know it!"
"Let go! Where are you going to take me?! I won't go—" During the resistance, the DV machine was swept under the sofa, and the whole picture turned black, and only the sound of the dispute between the two parties could be heard.
"Wang Yelong won't care about me, I have nothing to do with him! You caught the wrong person!"
"Are you still stiff mouth at this time? We checked, you are his ex-wife, just divorced half a year ago, less damn cunning!"
"No... Wang Yelong and I are a fake husband and wife, and my real husband is Liu..."
"Liu what? Why didn't you say it? Can't you say it?"
Another tattooed man suddenly thought of something: "Speaking of the surname Liu, I suddenly remembered that Liu Mai who was arrested with Wang Yelong's hometown is not here? It is a pity that he is an orphan, and no relatives can threaten him, otherwise we will also catch him together. , Save trouble?"
"Hey—why is this woman not making trouble?"
"Follow him, take it away first."
…
The two tattooed men were sent by the Shen family. They killed Huihui and also killed his child!
Liu Maiquan suddenly had an extremely crazy idea, like a tree with roots, which grew stronger and stronger in his mind, gradually taking shape.
He didn't cry anymore, because tears were useless.
Before leaving, he cleaned the house inside and out, and kissed the DV machine hard, as if kissing his lover's child.
"Huihui, baby, I will be with you soon."
He took out the peaked cap from the black cloth bag and fastened it on his head. The deliberately lowered brim covered most of his face, only one chin was exposed.
He finally knew why that person wanted to take him out of the police station and why he left such a cloth bag.
The man said—
"It's getting late, do what you should do."
It's really late, it's already twelve o'clock in the morning.
When I came alone, I was alone when I went.
The only difference is the mood—
He once thought that he had arrived in heaven and was left behind; he didn't expect to be in hell all the time, but fortunately he would be free soon.
Two hours later, Liu Maiquan returned to the city and made final preparations in a dark alley opposite the central hospital.
He tried the sharpness of the blade, and determined the specific effect of the white powder, like a wolf lurking in the dark, only when everything is silent and everyone relaxes, he will rush out and start bloody. Cruel hunting.
At 3:40 in the morning, he was admitted to the hospital.
At fifty points, he entered the ward.
At fifty-five minutes, he left the ward with blood on the blade.
At 4:01, there was a scream in the ward.
Then, the whole hospital fell into riots.
However, Liu Maiquan returned to the black alley calmly, ready to end himself, he missed Huihui.
For him, this world has nothing worthy of nostalgia.
But without waiting for him to kill himself with a knife, a black Buick came through the night and knocked him away.
When I wake up again, it is already the next day.
He was lying on the table in the police interrogation room, still dry.
Liu Maiquan almost thought that everything was just a dream. Look, he was still wearing a prison uniform, he didn't change into black clothes and black pants for him by a mysterious person, and he didn't wear the cap that covered his appearance. He didn't have a knife in his hand. Did not stabbed Shen Yan to death.
Huihui was still at home with the baby expecting him to return, and then said "I love you" a hundred times.
It was just a nightmare, and it didn't happen in reality.
But the blood stains in the nails, the tiger's mouth that was cut when he stabbed, and the eyes that were sore and swollen from crying, all the signs remind him of the fact—
All this is true!
Huihui is dead, the baby is dead, Shen Yan is dead, and he may die too.
fair enough.
Therefore, Liu Maiquan has been waiting for the next two months, waiting for his fate to come, waiting for the sentence of death, and waiting for their family of three to reunite after parting.
However, the police did not suspect him, and did not even mention the word "Shen Yan".
…
Inside the warehouse.
"You erased all traces, so I was not suspected?"
Chu Yujiang nodded.
Liu Maiquan couldn't help laughing, "When I want to live, some people want me to die; but I want to die, but someone wants me to live."
With a smile, tears slid out of his eyes and soaked the corners of his eyes.
Ling Yun frowned, this person is afraid that he is crazy!
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This is more word count than Doha, so there may only be one more later, of course, it would be better if there are two~