conspirator's love

Wang Zhe was about to cycle back to school, and before leaving the village in the city, he ran into Zhao Liqiang who was driving back at the intersection.

Zhao Liqiang parked the car on the side of the road and signaled Wang Zhe to get in the car.

Wang Zhe has been avoiding Zhao Liqiang since the last meeting.It seems impossible to escape today.

"What did Mo Jiaxin say?" Zhao Liqiang rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette and smoked.

Wang Zhe got into the car, and when he turned around, he saw the scar on his face, and there was only a faint scar left, "I can't say that, and why should she give you money?"

"Why? Why didn't she call the police to arrest me four years ago?" Zhao Liqiang snorted, "She knows the whole story best, but she let me go just like that in order to save face for her father Mo Dongsheng? Then she and the accomplice What's the difference?"

"I..." Wang Zhe didn't know much about the past, and he had heard a few words from his mother before, so he made up the whole picture of the incident in his mind, but he never talked about it with his sister.No matter how he talked about it, he couldn't bear to expose Mo Jiaxin's scars.

Although he was full of distress and dissatisfaction, Wang Zhe still couldn't open his mouth to defend Mo Jiaxin.

Zhao Liqiang threw the cigarette ash out of the window, "Since I'm an accomplice, there's nothing wrong with me getting back the money that should belong to me from her. Even if I get a little more hush money, it's not too much."

Regarding Zhao Liqiang's bandit philosophy, Wang Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "You are really shameless!"

"I'm shameless! Yes, then let her call the police to arrest me. I'll wait. If she doesn't want to do this." Zhao Liqiang patted the steering wheel, "Then spend money on cleaning. The blood on my hands is also because of his surname." Damn it! Damn it! Now one is free, and the other can only pretend to be innocent. If you are really innocent, you shouldn’t be covering criminals!”

"Then what if she doesn't want to give the money?" Wang Zhe asked coldly.

"It's fine if you don't give me money! Then don't blame me, you guys forced it!" Zhao Liqiang angrily slammed his fist on the glass, "Get out of here!"

Wang Zhe turned around and went out, slamming the car door with a bang

Zhao Liqiang started the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

Wang Zhe looked at the dust from the rear of his car and knew that this man was not just talking casually: he was ruthless, and he was also able to deal with it.

It was impossible for Mo Jiaxin to listen to Zhao Liqiang. Mo Jiaxin didn't want to pursue their enmity because she had scruples in her heart, but it didn't mean she let go.

As long as he leaves T City, he doesn't believe that Zhao Liqiang can really track them down. If he can't, he will go abroad for a while, so he doesn't have to be disgusted with this gangster Zhao Liqiang here.

But Wang Zhe also knew that Mo Jiaxin could not leave T city now.

He thought before that it would be best to let Mo Jiaxin give up the dialect by himself, and save him from being a bad guy.Now it seems that it is impossible not to start with the dialect.

He thought about it for a long time, and felt that speaking directly in the dialect would still have a process of gaining trust, and it would be better to take a detour.

When they were in City B, Tian Qi also went to see Mo Jiaxin a few times. Although he didn't have much contact with him, Tian Qi knew about his relationship with Mo Jiaxin.

He also deliberately left Tian Qi's WeChat and phone number, so he naturally knows about her current relationship with Dialect.

"Sister Tian Qi," Wang Zhe called Tian Qi.Some things are inconvenient to say on the phone, so the two agreed to meet at Tian Qi's bar later.

When Dialect returned home, Mo Jiaxin hadn't arrived yet.She took a private photo job today, and the client only has time at night, so he will come back very late.Although no one checked the post, Dialect still felt a little lonely.

She saw another courier on Mo Jiaxin's desk, packed in a black courier bag, which felt thin to the touch.Mo Jiaxin has delivered a lot of couriers recently, and I haven't seen her buy anything, and it seems that they are all sent by the same person.

Dialect had nothing to do, and suddenly became a little curious about this express delivery that would come regularly.Especially a few days ago, she casually asked what Mo Jiaxin was?Mo Jiaxin actually put it away immediately, and replied: It's nothing.

If you tell me it's an advertisement, a working document, then I'm really not curious.But nothing, nothing is nothing.What's more, every time she saw the express delivery, her expression changed slightly. Although it was not obvious, it was different from usual.Don't underestimate my sixth sense, I'm also a woman.Dialect muttered silently in his heart, and found a pair of scissors to tear apart the courier.

Inside, the third floor on the left and the third floor on the right are tightly packed.While dismantling it, Dialect remembered the joke about the secret recipe for itching. He couldn't take it apart, and there was only one word "scratch" in it in the end.She made herself laugh, cut the tape, and laughed haha.

However, there is not a note with scratches inside, but a photo, which is well preserved, but it can be seen that it is an old photo.

In the photo is a girl with disheveled hair. It looks like she just got up in the morning, and she is still wearing a blue checkered shirt. "I seem to have this dress before!" Blurred photo, this girl looks like eating donuts in the cafeteria.

When it comes to donuts, the dialect immediately brings back memories of college cafeteria donuts.Being able to eat a fried, crispy and soft donut every morning was the only motivation for waking up early when I was in dialect college.

At that time, she was preparing for the postgraduate exam, and she had almost completed all the courses in school, so she didn't have to get up early every day, but when she thought of donuts, she still felt that it was necessary to rush to the cafeteria to buy one without brushing her teeth or washing her face.

However, Dialect took the photo closer, it really looks like our school cafeteria.She turned the photo over and found a few lines of small words on the back of the photo: Jun Yueqing, I can't stay in this depressing home any longer, I ran out at dawn, walked along the boulevard, couldn't help but went to her school.I didn't have any hope at first, but who knew that I saw her in the cafeteria.Eating donuts can also be so delicious.Even if I don't like sweets, I want to try it.I asked the classmates who lined up to buy one for me. It was really delicious, and the gloomy mood was gone.Yan, whenever you are my sunshine.

love letter?Fang Yan turned the photo back to the front again, she rubbed her eyes, I read it right, why do I think this is me?Still younger me.Back then my hair and clothes were so earthy.

Before she finished feeling, she suddenly woke up, why is my photo here?If there is an ancient secret lover who wants me to confess his feelings, shouldn't he also send it to me?How could it be sent to Mo Jiaxin?

She found out the delivery note again, it was sent to Mo Jiaxin?

Dialect dialed back the sender's phone number, but no one answered the call.

But when Mo Jiaxin comes back, I should ask her and she should know.When she thought about it, she put the matter aside.

Tian Qi didn't know much about the past, only the part related to her brother, and knew that the siblings went to City B to avoid trouble, but they didn't expect the trouble to still exist today. "What do you need me to do?" Tian Qi asked Wang Zhe after hearing what he said.

Wang Zhe said bluntly, "Sister Tian Qi, you also know what my sister's inner demon is? Why can't she leave T City?"

"I didn't know it before, but I finally understand it recently." Tian Qi sighed, "You want to speak in a dialect."

"Although my sister is not a person who follows the rules, as long as she encounters this dialect, she really does a lot of outrageous things." Wang Zhe clenched the cup in his hand, "Although she doesn't tell me, it doesn't mean I don't care about it at all." I don't know. For example, when she was studying in City B, she pushed herself so hard that I thought she was going to die of exhaustion. Then what is it for?"

Tian Qi nodded.Of course she knew that when she went to City B for a long vacation, she witnessed Mo Jiaxin only sleeping for 4 hours in [-] days.

"She wants to finish reading in three years what other people read in four years, and she still has to work as a photographer's assistant. At the craziest time, she has five cups of coffee and three packs of cigarettes a day. She is really crazy." Wang Zhe paused , the tone was full of distress.

"I've only seen two people who are so cruel to me, one is Jiaxin, and the other is my brother." Tian Qi added, "So I always thought they were a good match, one physically abused me, and the other mentally abusing yourself."

Wang Zhe didn't say anything to refute, but he felt that Mo Jiaxin was burdened with a lot of pain and longing mentally, otherwise he wouldn't torture himself so pervertedly physically, but there were some words that he couldn't even face Tian Qi. Tell me.

In the past few years in City B, without cigarettes and coffee, he knew that Mo Jiaxin would not be able to survive.

Because for my sister, time is never enough.

When others were happily celebrating their university entrance, all she thought about was how to graduate early. While running to the Academic Affairs Office for early graduation, she worked hard to earn credits.

After entering junior year, I started working as a part-time assistant for photographers. In order to take care of both ends, I often didn't even have time to eat and sleep.

Apart from the desire to be self-reliant as soon as possible and the dream of becoming a photographer, Wang Zhe knew that Mo Jiaxin had a strong desire to return to T City as soon as possible.

If there is an emotion so strong that it can destroy the dead and turn the bad into a miracle, before meeting Mo Jiaxin, Wang Zhe thought it was a joke.

As a person who was abandoned by his own mother, even the most admirable maternal love in the world is so fragile, Wang Zhe really can't imagine that a person can have strong emotions that are almost self-harming for another person.

But he has a full volume of dialects and those diary-like soliloquies in his hands. From the lines between the lines and the softly lit images, he saw another side of Mo Jiaxin, and gradually began to understand the truth of her self-abuse behavior. reason.

It's just that he doesn't think it's all worth it.He felt distressed, he felt that Mo Jiaxin deserved a better life.

And now he just wants to protect his sister from harm, whether it's from Dialect or Zhao Liqiang.

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