Seven days

Seeing that the white ambulance had already parked beside the man, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and walked on the way home without stopping, so he didn't notice a gaze following them closely through the gap between the crowd.

"Sorry, it was sent too late, we have tried our best."

At the door of the emergency room, Cheng Shi lay on the ground softly, no tears could flow from his dry eyes, only despair.

The young traffic policeman pressed the driver who caused the accident and walked to the family members of the victims. The man's desolation made him feel guilty: "I'm sorry, I didn't do a good job."

A gleam of light flashed in Cheng Shi's chaotic and numb mind,

If only someone had called the police earlier...

If that woman doesn't talk nonsense...

If the ambulance came sooner...

If you're caught drinking and driving...

... His Linlin won't die, it's all their fault, it's all their fault.

In the year after the car accident, Chengshi lived like a walking dead. The kind-hearted traffic policeman blamed himself very much, and would take care of the man's daily life when he had free time. Day after day, the young traffic policeman's compensatory feelings were gradually permeated from the bottom of his heart. The strange love replaced him, and finally he was deeply trapped, unable to get out.

In the second year, the honest man gradually recovered, and he became a courier.One day, he stood at the gate of the commercial street to receive a package.

"You said the car accident last year, tsk tsk, that woman was miserable. You didn't see it. I was sitting in the car at that time, and the blood flowed. It was so disgusting."

"Sister Ji, what happened next?"

"How would I know? If it wasn't for the fact that I was wearing my favorite Chanel that day, I would have forgotten it long ago. Look at my outfit today, doesn't it look good? This is..."

A few shopkeepers gathered in the next door passed the car accident, and happily talked about this year's fashion from the new clothes on the young women.

It was also in this year that the honest man who registered as a religious website agreed to the young traffic policeman's love.

Another half a year later, Cheng Shi took the packages from the young man wearing glasses, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xu, don't worry, these packages will arrive on time tomorrow."

The young mobile phone shop owner came out of the shop and said anxiously: "Brother Cheng, just now when I checked the news on my mobile phone, there was a car accident on the North Road, and a person was killed. Don't go there, the traffic is going to be blocked. What's it like. I'm in a hurry with these few things, so I can't delay."

It's all your fault, why should you avoid it, why, my Linlin...

Chengshi lowered his eyes, his gloom and madness were covered by the shadow under the brim of his hat.

One night later, in the basement of the alley on Tangbei Road, a young and handsome photo was posted on the wall covered with intricate charms painted with cinnabar. It was Ye Xin.There are a total of eight photos on the wall, including men and women, surrounding a beautiful and gentle black and white portrait.

One day, a 70-[-]-year-old man was chasing a mouse and lying on the small window with newspapers outside, staring stupidly at the huge dead lettering and circled photos on the wall through the gaps in the paper.

July 2018, 1, at eight o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Shi: "Mr. Zhang, there is something wrong with your package, and you need to come and deal with it yourself."

Zhang Youbin: "Ah, big brother, how do you do things? This is for my marriage proposal... If so, I'll be right back."

January 2018, 1, after ten o'clock in the evening.

Ji Shanshan: "Brother, you haven't got off work yet. Coincidentally, I have a few packages in my store..."

The courier Cheng Shi followed the young and fashionable woman into the store.

June 2018, 1, at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiao Xu came out of the inpatient department, "Brother Cheng, are you here to deliver the courier?"

Cheng Shi: "Mr. Xu, what a coincidence to see you. You told me in the morning that you have something to go to the hospital. There is a problem with a package in your store. Do you have time to come over with me to have a look?"

January 2018, 1, nine o'clock at night.

Cheng Shi: "Excuse me, is this Ms. Wang Guihua? Here is a courier for Sun Lanlan. I'm very sorry. I missed the delivery today. I'll be right here... Can you come over and pick it up?"

On January 2018, 1, Tang Haojun opened his eyes and opened his mouth dryly: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Ye Xinhong, who had a bandage around his neck, stared, "Old Tang, I'm in so much pain...I love you."

"..."

"Ye Xin, I love you too."

A week later, the police dug up a male body in the bushes beside the mountain road leading to Wenzhou City from Shancheng Prison. This is the first victim of the serial murder case - the driver who was involved in the car accident.

Note.

Zheng Jie, male, 36 years old, the driver who caused the accident.

Cause of death: mutilated body.

When life no longer surprises you, when all happiness turns into misery, are you willing to swallow this bitter fruit willingly, and use it as a driving force to move forward, and make persistent efforts on the road of life?

Everyone has flaws, and there is no one who is not struggling to live.Sometimes it's just a thought, and the blemishes are placed in an accidental moment, and then they are magnified by something called evil until they are completely swallowed up, eventually leading to an irreparable tragedy.

Take a step back, the sky is brighter.

Cherish every moment and live well.

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