After leaving the station, Ye Hui, who was sitting on the bench, also recovered a little bit. Then, whether it was because of Weier's appearance or for some other reason, a taxi stopped in front of Ye Hui and the window slowly rolled down.
"Brother, it would be a bad idea to take a girl to the sun with you. Do you want a ride?"
Ye Hui looked at the taxi driver in front of him and was a little surprised, because the driver looked familiar.
Following this attitude, Ye Hui boarded the rental car.
"Little brother, where are you going? It doesn't matter if you don't know. Just give me a rough idea and I'll be sure to find it. If the place isn't right, there's no charge."
Looking at this enthusiastic taxi driver, Ye Hui smiled slightly and said,
"I'm a local, just send me to the cemetery."
"cemetery?."
The driver was confused. It was unusual to go to the cemetery at this time of year, but he didn't ask any more questions, started the car and drove towards the cemetery.
"Little brother, do you go out to work or go to school?"
The driver is very talkative, which can be seen from his attitude when soliciting customers.
"I went out to work. After working hard for several years, I felt a little homesick, so I came back to visit."
"Take your little girlfriend to meet her relatives?"
The driver looked at Weir through the rear mirror and smiled slowly.
Hearing this, Ye Hui's heart trembled slightly, and his face was covered with a little frost.
"He's my sister."
The driver felt embarrassed when he heard this. He seemed to sense Ye Hui's dissatisfaction, and quickly changed the topic after thinking of Ye Hui's whereabouts.
"However, you came back at the right time. A few years ago, this station would have been a mess, filled with scum."
"If it wasn't called water..."
"Water beam."
"It turns out that little brother knows. To be honest, this guy named Shuiliang even gave me a lift."
"I still remember that in the middle of the night, the man named Shui Liang was covered in blood. As soon as he got in the car, he pushed his stick to the back of my head and asked me to drive."
"I had seen this posture before, and my whole body was shaking so much that I was so frightened that the car stalled."
"Later, he got off the car at a remote place. I was so frightened that I didn't even look back and drove home immediately."
"Early the next morning, guess what, the police came, and the man named Shuiliang died. It is said that he died miserably. His legs were cut off and he died of excessive blood loss."
"I feel relieved after hearing the news, otherwise I would not dare to continue driving a taxi."
"But it's a good thing that Shuiliang died. He sold drugs to those students and lured those young students into prostitution. He was such a living bastard. It would be better if he died."
Listening to the driver's experience, Ye Hui finally remembered why the driver looked familiar.
That day, it was Ye Hui who was chasing Shuiliang. After Uncle Hong's death, Ye Hui found a threatening letter while cleaning up Uncle Hong's belongings. This letter was written by Shuiliang.
After a chase, Ye Hui learned that Shuiliang was just Lu Rui's agent, so he followed the clues and found Lu Rui.
Now, Ye Hui has successfully sent Lu Rui to prison, bringing an end to his revenge.
The location of the cemetery is very remote. As the sun gradually shifts to the west, the sky gradually becomes darker.
After a long time, the vehicle stopped, and after paying nearly a hundred yuan in fare, Ye Hui got out of the car slowly.
"Brother, if you can't get a taxi when you go back, just call this number and there will be no extra charge."
After saying that, the driver handed Ye Hui a business card.
After Ye Hui politely accepted it, he walked slowly into the cemetery.
The cemetery is very deserted. Unless there are some special holidays, there are usually no people here.
Ye Hui came to the cemetery today not on a whim, but because it was the death anniversary of his adoptive father Hong Li, which happened to be today as well.
After sweeping through the tombs, Ye Hui stopped in front of a tomb with a strong sense of purpose.
"Special police detachment, Hong Li, died on xxxx year, x month x day."
There is a pot of cactus placed on the tomb, which was Uncle Hong's favorite plant during his lifetime, symbolizing perseverance.
As the sacrificed special police detachment leader, he is eligible to receive a piece of land in the cemetery.
"Brother, he is..."
Weir touched the grave in front of her, and her intuition told her that the person buried here was very important.
"He was our adoptive father, a great father and a good family member."
As he said that, Ye Hui subconsciously wanted to pick up the cigarette, but after realizing that this was a cemetery, he put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.
Looking at the photo of Hong Li on the tombstone, every time he saw this resolute face, a mountain-like figure would appear in Ye Hui's mind.
The mountainous figure opened up light for him, shielded him from wind and rain, and taught him that power exists for protection.
But now Ye Hui has gone against Hong Li's teachings. From the moment his hands were stained with blood, he knew that he would never be forgiven in this life.
"Uncle Hong, I have abandoned your teachings. Although Lu Rui has been sent to prison by me, I will not be willful enough to ask for your forgiveness. You, the old man, have the right to treat me as a child."
After speaking, Ye Hui spoke in a low voice and hung a long necklace around his neck in front of the tomb. This was the only relic left by Hong Li for him. He had no face to face Hong Li, even if it was the relic left behind. Same thing.
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In Angan City, outside the gate of a primary school, a tall female teacher with a delicate face was looking coldly at a young man kneeling on one knee.
"Teacher Li, I have admired you for a long time. I have already prepared the bride price. Marry me."
The young man held a rose in his left hand and a diamond ring in his right hand, with a charming smile and an unusually sincere tone.
"This Teacher Wang is really shameless. He actually did this in front of the children. We should go to the Education Bureau to report it tomorrow."
"I think if we want to reflect on it, we must also reflect on this teacher Li. If you teach children like this, you will teach them bad things sooner or later."
A parent who was making noises made a lot of remarks, some of which were derogatory to Li Mengya.
"Sorry, Teacher Wang, I thought the relationship between us was just colleagues."
Listening to the rumors around her, Li Mengya's face was covered with frost and she spoke in a cold voice.
"Why? Isn't 500,000 as a bride price enough? Or..."
"That's enough! How can things like marriage be measured by money? Didn't you hear Sister Mengya say no? What kind of man is Jiji Waiwai!"
A short girl interspersed between Li Mengya and Teacher Wang, pointed at Teacher Wang, and shouted sternly, her name was Fang Xiaoling, and she was Li Mengya's deputy classmate.
"Fang Xiaoling, I propose to Teacher Li, it's none of your business!"
Wang De, who was rejected by Li Mengya, was furious. He did not dare to get angry at Li Mengya. He raised one hand and was about to direct his anger at Fang Xiaoling.
"enough!"
Li Mengya grabbed Wang De's wrist, her eyes were stern and her tone was extremely cold.
"You are still a teacher after all, so keep your remaining dignity as a teacher!"
With that said, Li Mengya flicked Wang De's wrist and threw him away. Then she stopped a taxi and pulled Fang Xiaoling out of the school.
"Beauty, where are you going?"
The driver turned around and asked.
"Go to the cemetery."
Li Mengya looked at the calendar on her phone, her eyes a little heavy.
"Um...Sister Mengya, you won't forget me, right?"
Fang Xiaoling, who was sitting aside, spoke quietly. Just now she wanted to speak directly, but when she saw the solemn look in Li Mengya's eyes, she was too embarrassed to speak.
"Ah? Xiaoling, I'm sorry, I forgot about you, so I'll send you off first..."
"No, no, sister Mengya is busy with you first. I'm not in a hurry. Besides, it's good to go shopping outside after get off work."
Fang Xiaoling waved her hands and shook her head, fearing that she would miss Li Mengya's business. Moreover, she was very curious, why did Li Mengya go to the cemetery
(End of chapter)