Tell you to turn backwards?

The murderer came to the police station the next morning to surrender. He said that before Meng Jianmin went to prison, he tricked him into gambling with hundreds of thousands of dollars, saying that he would definitely be able to double it back, but in the end he lost completely. Will pay back, but have not given out a penny.

He was only in his early 20s back then, and that money was used by his parents to buy him a house and marry a wife after so many years of frugality.The room leak happened to be raining overnight, and the woman he had been with for two years broke up with him. His mother fell ill because of the clean savings.

"He, Meng Jianmin, should have died a long time ago," the man said.

The policeman asked, "What about Meng Jianmin's mother? Why did you murder her too?"

The man replied: "She insisted on standing in front of his son. Meng Jianmin was drunk at the time, so he held her down as his meat shield."

Rao, this policeman has been in the police station for five or six years, and this is the first time he has heard of him blocking his own mother in front of him in danger.I was a little shocked at the moment. As far as Meng Jianmin's previous conviction - killing his wife by accident, it seems that he is indeed a person who would do such a thing.

Meng Ze was sitting on Wu Shifeng's bed at the moment, swiping a few times on the phone screen with the brightness turned to the lowest.Wu Shifeng found two of Wu Shilan's favorite chocolates from the shelf next to the computer desk, and handed them to Meng Ze: "Take a few bites, and you will feel better."

Meng Ze looked up at him, wondering how he could see that he was in a bad mood.

Wu Shifeng sat down next to him, then crossed his legs on the bed, tore open the bar of chocolate in his hand, and brought it to Meng Ze's mouth: "It works, the effect is very good."

When Wu Shifeng was abroad, sometimes he missed his family and Meng Ze, and his mood was very low.When you are in a depressed mood, stuff a few bars of chocolate into your stomach. Although it is greasy, your mood will really improve.

Meng Ze took half of it in one gulp, chewed it casually and swallowed it after a few mouthfuls.

Wu Shifeng asked: "Meng Jianmin deserved it right now, did the murderer say that he cheated people of money?"

Meng Ze nodded, but did not tell Wu Shifeng that the truth was actually his grandfather Zheng Xinkai.

That man, Meng Ze, knew him. When Meng Jianmin was first arrested, he made a fuss at the door, but everyone had already been arrested, so he couldn't do anything to a child or an old man.

Later, Meng Ze heard from Wei Yuping that although the man lost the hundreds of thousands, he still married a rural woman and had a daughter, but the good times didn't last long. The man's daughter had a heart attack and needed surgery.

The man came to them a few more times, but Meng Ze was not at home. Wei Yuping told him that my grandson was still studying and that he really had no money.

At that time Meng Jianmin just came out, the man came to ask for money, but Meng Jianmin kicked him out, and added: "I have been in prison for so many years, you still want money? When did it happen? Who knows? You made it up indiscriminately, and you still want to cheat Lao Tzu's money."

The man really had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to ask him to find a way to pay back the money.But Meng Jianmin said: "I can't survive myself, so I saved your daughter? The child will have another child, and when it grows up, it will be given to others to fuck and lose money. If it dies, it will die."

When the man was in despair, Meng Ze guessed that Zheng Xinkai should have found him. Meng Ze didn't know the details, but he could still imagine it.

Wu Shifeng seemed to suddenly think of something, opened the suitcase and searched for a while, found a small xylophone, he smiled at Meng Ze: "It's boring to study outside, just learn to learn the piano, this piano will not be difficult —Do you have a song you want to hear?"

"No." Meng Ze finished eating the remaining half of the chocolate.

"Don't give me face at all." Wu Shifeng smiled and moved a chair to sit opposite him, and then plucked a few keys, "I can only play some simple ones."

Seeing that Meng Ze had no intention of not wanting to hear it, Wu Shifeng fiddled with the keys gently and slowly.

The tone is very gentle, and the cabalin's tone is very pleasant.Meng Ze stretched his head over, and lightly touched Wu Shifeng's mouth. Wu Shifeng's hands stopped, and Meng Ze lowered his eyelids: "I don't want to hear the next two sentences. [Note]"

"Then I won't play." Wu Shifeng threw the piano on the bed, pulled Meng Ze over, sat and put his arms around his waist, "Have you heard this song before?"

Meng Ze put his hands on his shoulders, and opened and closed his lips slightly: "Tonight はお月さん [Note]?"

"What?" Wu Shifeng said awkwardly, "I don't know how to read. Isn't it good for us Chinese to just speak Chinese? The translation is—isn't the moonlight so beautiful tonight?"

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Meng Ze smiled softly, "Is it suitable for intercourse?"

Wu Shifeng couldn't laugh or cry: "Can't we be more romantic? Although this confession is rotten on the street, I think it suits you very well. It is subtle and poetic."

Meng Ze pondered for a moment: "I don't like it."

He doesn't like implicit expressions. He likes Wu Shifeng's enthusiasm and directness, and his undisguised warmth and love.

He paused, and then said: "If you hadn't kissed me at the beginning, I might never have known that you really liked me."

Ever since he was a child, he has heard many, many girls say that he likes her, but no one really dares to speak so bluntly and enthusiastically.

Wu Shifeng tightened his waist, tilted his head and kissed Meng Ze's finger on his shoulder, he bent his eyes, and smiled brightly: "Okay, Meng Ze, listen carefully, I, Wu Shifeng, am very, very special I like you, even if the moonlight is not beautiful tonight, I like you the most. Do you know now?"

"Understood." Meng Ze responded with a smile.

A few days later, Wu Shifeng left again.

Meng Ze went to collect Wei Yuping's ashes by himself, and then bought a cemetery, at least to put her in a proper place.

He moved back to the original home again, and after cleaning up the blood stains all over the floor, he continued to live as before without any psychological shadow.

When Wu Shifeng started the video with him, he asked him: "You still live in that place before, don't you find it creepy?"

"Why do you feel creepy?" Meng Zeyun asked calmly.

Wu Shifeng pondered for a moment, judging others by himself, and felt that if he went home in the middle of the night and recalled the plot of the tragedy at that time, he would definitely not dare to close his eyes and sleep.His tone was a little weak: "People have died there, isn't it terrible?"

Meng Ze asked back: "Is the dead scary?"

Which is scarier, the living or the dead?

"..." At this age, Wu Shifeng, who is still afraid of ghosts, said, "Then...it's not scary."

There is not much time left before the college entrance examination, and Meng Ze is no longer lazy when he returns home. He is desperately brushing the questions assigned by the teacher, and studying the questions that are not assigned. All the books on the bookshelf at home have become the question banks and materials he bought.

Wu Shifeng listened to his "swipe" voice, and soon became sleepy.

He stuck his mobile phone on the bedside table with a shelf, stared in a daze, and fell asleep directly in the end.

Meng Ze didn't hear his voice, so he looked up in his busy schedule and found that Wu Shifeng was sleeping soundly.He stared at Wu Shifeng's sleeping face with interest for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he found it funny.

In order not to affect his sneak peek at Wu Shifeng, Meng Ze carefully connected the charger to the phone, and then covered it with a cloth.

Wu Shifeng had a dream.

He dreamed that Meng Ze was brushing questions until dawn, no matter how much I coaxed him, he refused to go to sleep.When it came to class the next day, Meng Ze was still trying to listen to the class.

Then a Chinese teacher finally came and taught for half a day like reciting sutras, knocking Meng Ze down.As a result, in the second quarter, the chemistry teacher called him up again in a hurry.

Wu Shifeng almost died of anger, and confronted the teacher in public: "The Chinese teacher finally put him to sleep, and you woke him up again!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Shifeng woke up by himself, and found that Meng Ze was looking at him on the phone screen.

Meng Ze used to have a fixed bedtime before, after that point it was very difficult to fall asleep again, and he was still very energetic when he lay down in the early morning after brushing the questions, so he had to get up and continue brushing until dawn.

"What are you dreaming about? Your brows are twisted into twists." Meng Ze asked, and said by the way: "Good night."

Wu Shifeng, who took a nap until dark, was very annoyed: "I dreamed that you brushed the questions until dawn."

"..." Meng Ze avoided the topic, "Are you free from class this afternoon?"

Wu Shifeng was still a little dizzy: "Ah, it seems not. Are you going to class?"

"Yeah." Meng Ze casually picked up his schoolbag and put it on his back, "Let's go."

"Okay, goodbye." Although Wu Shifeng was reluctant, he still turned off the video.

After that, those who took the college entrance examination had to take the college entrance examination, and those who worked part-time had to work part-time. I don't know when the two of them started to get busy, and gradually they didn't have so much time to communicate every day.

Wu Shifeng, who still couldn't read, simply went to work directly. He was busy every day until dark, and he didn't dare to disturb Meng Ze when he came back.

On Meng Ze's birthday, Wu Shifeng originally wanted to go back, but the boss here refused to let him ask for leave, so he didn't go back.

Meng Ze himself didn't think this birthday had any special meaning, although Wu Shifeng apologized in every possible way, and promised to come back and take him to the places he most wanted to travel.

Similarly, on Wu Shifeng's birthday, they couldn't spend it together either.

They began to have their own circles and their own busy affairs, which gave Wu Shifeng the illusion that their relationship was getting weaker and weaker, and the urge to fly [-] kilometers just to see Meng Ze was gone. .

From the beginning, he was forced to mature by himself and didn't want to miss it. Now he has walked down step by step, and the floating heat has settled down little by little.

Wu Shifeng felt that he might not be the naive boy he used to be, Wu Shifeng who realized this was at a loss.

He thought - if I become different, will Meng Ze dislike me.

"He will have a better choice." The thought just popped out of Wu Shifeng's mind, and the blood in his whole body boiled hot, and then turned to ashes.

But he couldn't do anything about it. Apart from having a little more savings than before, Wu Shifeng was still a wage earner. He felt that he was somehow shorter than Meng Ze, who studied 985.

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Note: The title of the song - The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, a Japanese folk song.

Because the last two sentences are: "I can no longer return to your side, you are really too far away from me."

So Meng Ze said he didn't want to hear it.