Hechun and Jingming

"Mo Shufang is my elder sister, not my real elder sister. The second year after my mother took me to marry, Mo Shufang left home. She no longer interacts with the family, but I often go to Fangcheng to see her, and she seldom pays attention to her. Me. Later, she got along with He Yonglian..."

"I hate Yonglian."

When Mo Xinqun said this, his eyes were fixed on a vase on the windowsill, with a few flowers in it.He is a middle-aged bachelor who has lived half his life alone and has no serious career. He was recruited by a smuggler from the imitation city at the age of 17—to be precise, he was raised by He Yonglian's biggest competitor as a chess piece. He has been making a living on the edge of the law, and he doesn't seem to be very smart. He has always lived a rough and hooligan life. Not marrying a wife is his feat of reducing his social scourge.

Such a person actually keeps flowers at home.Next to the vase is a bottle of nutrient solution that is only one third left, which shows that he has been growing flowers for a long time.

Qu Jingming remembered that in the villas in Fangcheng, there were also vases everywhere.When she moved back to the villa that year, Mrs. Chen angrily put away all the vases and bought them cheaply to a flower shop two streets away.Because they were all Mo Shufang's things when she was alive, she loves to grow flowers.

"I also know that I am a pawn. At that time, my main task was to grasp the situation with Yonglian. I started with Mo Shufang and went to see her more frequently. The more times, she was a little moved and willing to talk to me. , I can gain some trust. But she still doesn't recognize her family, she hates that her father married my mother just after her mother died. "

Hearing this, Qu Jingming subconsciously looked at Director Qi. The old lady sat down on the armrest of the sofa, half-closed her eyes, and looked a little tired. The old god was listening to her son telling stories.

Qu Jingming looked over, and she raised her eyelids wearily, and said: "Her mother and I are good friends, and asked me to take care of her family before she died. I think marriage is the most convenient, and her father has no objection, so we got married."

The grounds are breathtaking.But on this old lady, it seems to make sense.She lives hard, and the standard for measuring things is a certain kind of extreme rationality, only calculating how to solve the problem to the greatest extent, and only bear the smallest loss.The feelings for her seem to be so weak that they can be ignored.

Mo Xinqun was used to his mother's traits, and listened to his mother's words with an indifferent expression on his face.But he obviously didn't grow up with his mother.He is emotional, even deeply trapped in emotion.

"I promised to do things for my boss just to get close to Mo Shufang. At first, she didn't know that I was also doing smuggling. She thought that I was just visiting her on behalf of the family, and she didn't have any precautions against me, but she soon found out. She's really smart...but I still figured out a way to keep monitoring her and He Yonglian's work, otherwise I wouldn't be able to bear the thought that the boss would send someone else to do it."

"I started doing this thing from the age of 17 until I was 27. For a whole ten years, how she raised He Yonglian, gave birth to children, and straightened her body, I know everything well. Until that year, my boss and another family I want to swallow He Yonglian. On the day the accident happened, I...I..."

He raised his hands, covered his face, took a deep breath, and when he let go of his hands again, his eyes were red, and he took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and wanted to light it.But before the lighter could be ignited, Director Qi kicked him: "You want me to die sooner?"

He shivered, opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, he could only smack his lips and put away the cigarette.After this encounter, he also calmed down a bit, and continued: "The meaning they want to swallow is to get rid of He Yonglian, who is at the helm. I..." He breathed a sigh of relief and paused for a moment. , with a cold look in his eyes, "I wish I could."

"At the dinner that night, several bigwigs from Fangcheng went to drink relatively late. But he didn't drink much with Yonglian. He is very self-controlled, and he would drink a little crazy when driving alone. If he wants to carry people, he He strictly controlled his wine glass, I didn't pay attention to this detail at the time, thinking he was going back alone... I followed the boss's wishes and made some changes to his car."

"After the game ended, I heard him call Mo Shufang, and then I realized that they were going to meet after the gas station in the Fukou service area. I was terrified, and tried to avoid my boss's eyes, so I quickly chased after him. The service area caught up with him and saw Mo Shufang. I begged Mo Shufang not to get in his car, but at that time she had long since disbelieved me and knew what I was thinking, so she ignored me at all, and I dared not tell She's telling the truth."

"I pestered them, she was very angry, and asked me not to run in front of her in the future. She didn't listen to persuasion, and I couldn't stop her. I watched her get into Heyonglian's car, and I followed her. How to do the hands and feet on the car was calculated and designed before, I wondered when something would happen, I was so anxious that I almost ran into it, when they stopped the car suddenly."

"I don't know what made them stop, and I was very worried. I was afraid that they would find something wrong with the car, and I was afraid that they would continue to drive, because the road ahead had been manipulated, and they would definitely have an accident. I couldn't let them. Go there. So I got out of the car again to stop them, and Mo Shufang also got out of the car. I was very happy and felt that I was saved."

"But she stuffed me with a bottle of water, like coaxing a child, saying that she will go to the port to receive the goods tonight, which is the batch your boss originally wanted. Remember it, go back and ask your boss for candy. She And... she patted my face, she... touched me for the first time."

The last sentence came out of Mo Xinqun's mouth, as light as smoke, wrapped in an emotion that was cherished and dare not be touched.Then, he collapsed.

Qu Jingming looked at him, a man over forty years old, and tears fell down his face.He didn't realize it himself, maybe it was the tears running down his face and he felt itchy, so he touched his cheeks in a daze, his hands were covered with tears, and stared at his palms again, after a while, the crying stopped. It was squeezed out of his throat late, broken and broken, sounding extremely depressed, but unable to restrain himself.After a while, he cried like a child, curled up, and buried his face in the area circled by his arms and knees.

He said, "I'm sorry for her... I killed her."

There is only so much he can and needs to confess, and what happened later has become very clear.At that time, although smuggling had declined, the economic prosperity of Fangcheng, a small coastal town, was still supported by the business of these bigwigs, who had an incredible voice in the local area.And many of these people who dare to venture and dare to do it have already established their business in the provincial capital and imitated the state. The power is deeply rooted, and it is not worthwhile for anyone to pull this whole body.

The small Fiancheng Public Security Bureau does not have this kind of integrity. Gu Jianfeng, who has a bit of integrity, can't do it alone. His background is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it makes it easy for him to work, and on the other hand, it also prevents him from going too far.He Yonglian case, such a case that was commonplace at that time and took it for granted, he really didn't need to take the risk of hurting his career as the mayor's father to use excessive force.

The one who killed He Yonglian and Mo Shufang is no Mo Xinqun.It is the rivers and lakes he lives on and swims for half his life.I'm afraid that even the boss himself knows the truth and thinks that it is reasonable for him to be born in the rivers and lakes, make a fortune in the rivers and lakes, and die in the rivers and lakes.

Qu Jingming suppressed his beating heart and silently paused the recording.Director Qi didn't speak either, his tired and turbid eyes fell on the vase of flowers, and only Mo Xinqun was crying in the room.

After a long time, Director Qi leaned forward on the table, tore off a section of roll paper, and stuffed it to him.He raised his head, and the eyes under the tears had the expression of a child who has not been loved for a long time being greeted gently for the first time. It was a very timid feeling, more fear than joy.It was useless for him to hold the lunch paper tightly, but just wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

The old lady said, "Have you visited their graves for so many years?"

Mo Xinqun stared, obviously not.

The old lady said: "I go to their graves every year. Fangfang died, she died at your hands, what face do I have to see your Aunt Yao? So, I have been ill for so long, and I dare not die... Dreaming I dreamed that your Aunt Yao asked me why her daughter died at the hands of my son."

Mo Xinqun's expression seemed to be cut again on a bloody wound, his whole body was trembling, he couldn't help it no matter what, and wept even more painfully than before.The old lady just looked at him like that, with her chin slightly raised, as if she was judging him.

This burst of crying and confrontation lasted for quite a long time.When Mo Xinqun finally calmed down like a human being, Qu Jingming showed his recording. Because he had not spoken for a long time and was deeply affected, his voice became a little astringent: "I'll give this to Hechun first, if he really needs to see You, I will come to you again. Don't appear in front of him casually, I don't want him to do something impulsively that I will regret in the future. "

After finishing speaking, he turned to Director Qi, still respectful, but could not hide his indifference: "Old Director, thank you for bringing me here. He Chun will come to my place tonight. Although he should not do anything to you old man, I still suggest You stay with Mr. Mo."

Director Qi waved his hand: "No, no, I don't have a few days to live, and it's a good thing to let young people vent their anger. You—" She stared at Mo Xinqun coldly, "Just stay at home for me, it's nothing Don't make a show of things, do you think that 20 years have passed and you will be fine? After doing such a wolf-hearted thing, you will never think that you will be fine for the rest of your life!"

Mo Xinqun couldn't say a word.

The old lady insisted on going back to her staff room, but Qu Jingming didn't persuade her much.He looked at his watch and found that the lunch break in the hospital had already passed, so he said goodbye to the old lady politely and planned to go back to the hospital.

After going out and downstairs, he stood under the sun again and felt a little warmth.

What he heard just now had nothing to do with him actually, but when he listened to every word, he seemed to see Hechun in pain, his heart was beating fast all the time, and the time was too long, which made his whole body feel a little chilly.The thoughts in my head can't be rationally smoothed out.He was so distressed that half of his body was numb.

It was some distance from Mo Xinqun's house to the hospital. He walked all the way back in the sun, and he felt his body temperature return to normal when he reached the hospital gate.He raised his hand to look at the phone. After unlocking it, the page was still on the recording software.He didn't want to hear a word, and if it wasn't for leaving the truth to Hechun, he didn't want to store this recording on his mobile phone for a second.

He exited the software and called Hechun.

He Chun is always quick to answer his calls: "Jing Ming?"

Qu Jingming quietly took a deep breath and said, "Go back to my aunt's house tonight."

He Chun listened, "But" stopped after only one word, they were silent for a while, and He Chun asked: "Have you already asked your director?"

Qu Jingming: "I've already asked the right person."

He didn't speak to Chun.

Qu Jingming said again: "Don't think about it, this matter has something to do with your parents. Your father is also the father of your aunt. He is the person who has been recognized by the aunt all her life. This truth is far from being borne by you alone..." He sighed In a calm tone, he said, "Hechun, pick me up after work."

His tone was slow, and his voice was much softer than the coldness of the past. It sounded very comfortable and comforting. Even the request of "come and pick me up" was like a reassurance. Following the communication signal, the truth reached Hechun's ears and landed in his heart, which made him calm down a lot.

"Okay. I... listen to you."