When Fu Nuan heard this, he frowned and looked at the man in front of him stubbornly.
"How can you leave it alone?"
"This matter has nothing to do with you, what do you care?"
Rong Yu's tone was faint, and her eyes were deep, making people unable to hear or see any emotions.
Fu Nuan stared at him for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, muffled to speak, and looked a little depressed.
After a while, Rong Yu heard her muffled voice—
"Among the three students who died, there was a girl who had taken my public elective course..."
Before she finished speaking, a big warm hand gently covered the top of her head, and the temperature of the man's palm seemed to be transmitted to every cell of her body through the hair.
Fu Nuan raised his head and looked at him blankly.
The sun shone, casting two shadows, one tall and one short.
The man put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand gently stroked the woman's hair, while the woman slightly raised her head and looked at him. They were silent with each other. Both of them seemed to be covered with gold by the sun.
"Everyone has his own destiny, and the most uncontrollable thing in the world is life and death."
Although it was the most rational words, and there was no soft-spoken comfort, but for some reason, Fu Nuan felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.
Especially at the moment when He Rong's eyes were facing each other, she saw his shining eyes, and she missed a beat for no reason.
Fu Nuan bit his lip, his tone was calm but with a hint of firmness, "I know that life and death cannot be controlled, but if this matter is really hidden, if... this is not an accident at all? I... just want to return the truth to the deceased. ."
Rong Yu looked at the woman's stubborn look and said nothing.
This woman... Why does she like to trouble herself so much
But he couldn't deny that she was so stubborn that she was likable. Because of the principles I firmly believe in, I rush forward regardless.
Fu Nuan paused, and her eyes became firmer, "I plan to verify this."
In the end, she still took his words into ears...
Rong Yu frowned slightly, "How are you going to check?"
Fu Nuan directly expressed his thoughts, "Since the parents of the students say so, maybe they know something, I want to ask them first."
The man's complexion became more solemn, and he didn't say a word to her thoughts.
"Professor Rong..."
Before Fu Nuan could say anything, the man turned around and left.
Seeing Rong Yu's departure, Fu Nuan felt sour in her heart. Somehow, from the bottom of her heart, she unexpectedly gave birth to the idea that he could help her.
But... why did he help her? Obviously, I wanted to keep a distance from him before, let's talk about it... If there is really something hidden behind this incident, she will not necessarily encounter anything if she insists on investigating.
A person as smart as he must know it too, so he persuaded her not to interfere.
But if she chooses to ignore it, knowing that there may be hidden circumstances, she can't do it.
Fu Nuan took a deep breath, and the girl named Lu Yanran appeared in his mind again. After a light sigh, he turned back to the office.
…
After get off work that day, she found the contact information of the parents of the three students through some channels, and made a phone call to each of them to explain their identities and intentions.
One of the boys’ parents and Lu Yanran’s parents heard that she was a teacher at the school and said that they believed them and wanted to find out about the situation with them, so they agreed to Fu Nuan’s request to meet.
The next day was Saturday. Fu Nuan went to the boy’s house first. The boy’s father came to open the door. The boy’s mother was hit and ill in bed. The moment she stepped into their house, she felt the depression and sadness. Atmosphere.
"Teacher you sit down."
Fu Nuan sat down, first relieved a few words, and then entered the subject.
"Yesterday I heard you say in school that this incident is not an accident. Why do you say that? Is there any evidence?"
The boy’s father paused and said frankly: “Two days before the explosion, my son had sent me a message saying that their tutor had stored a lot of dangerous goods in the laboratory, and the tutor refused to listen to them. They wanted to report that. A mentor, but no one accepted the matter. Later... Then there was an explosion! This tragedy didn’t happen originally, it was the mentor, and he had to take full responsibility!"
The boy's father became more agitated as he spoke, and coughed violently.
Fu Nuan hurriedly persuaded a few words, and then continued to understand some details, and once again comforted the boys' parents, telling them that whether it was the school or the police, they would definitely investigate it.
After that, he left the boys’ house and went to Lu Yanran’s house...
Fu Nuan learned from Lu Yanran's mother that Lu Yanran's father passed away very early, and only their mother and daughter depended on each other.
After listening to this, Fu Nuan felt sour in her heart, and after rationalizing her thoughts, she asked, "Do you think Yanran's death was not an accident?"
Mother Lu nodded, looked at her sadly, and said, "One night a few days ago, Yan Ran called me. She never called me so late, but that night... That night she was on the phone. Li kept crying. I asked her what’s wrong and she didn’t say anything. I think she must have encountered something in school! If not, she would not cry like that, but before I went to school to find her on the weekend, …"
While talking, Mother Lu's eyes were red again.
At this time, Fu Nuan noticed that the mother's eyes were red and swollen like walnuts. I don't know how many times he cried in the past two days.
"I don't believe this was just an accident..."
This was the last word Lu Yanran's mother said to Fu Nuan before she left.
Coming out of Lu Yanran's house, Fu Nuan felt his heart weighed so hard that he was almost out of breath.
The things she learned from the parents of the students made her believe that her guess was correct.
That mentor must have a problem.
Fu Nuan was thinking about something absent-mindedly along the way, and when she recovered, she realized that she had originally wanted to go home, but at this moment she came to school unconsciously.
It was already evening, and many students were walking in groups, chatting and laughing.
Fu Nuan would naturally sigh with emotion for the three students who died. If they were still alive, it would have been the same...
Thinking intently, a familiar voice came from behind—
"What a daze."
Fu Nuan's eyes trembled and turned back, looking at the man who appeared in front of her with a confused expression.
"Rong... Why did Professor Rong come to school? Today seems to be Saturday."
"Just like you."
Fu Nuan became more and more dazed, staring blankly at the face that was a head higher than her.
The man said nothing, but took her hand to take her away.
"where to?"
"eat."
"What?" Fu Nuan broke away from his hand and said in a dull voice, "I don't want to eat now."
The woman's look of loss was reflected in her eyes, and Rong Yu reluctantly curled her lips, and said softly, "I will take you to a place when it gets dark."
"Where?"
"Crime scene."