After the photos of women's clothes were picked up by the enemy [entertainment circle]

Nanyuan.

A place he hasn't been to since leaving.

The memory of Nanyuan stays at the age of 14, and the mention of this name will make him tremble.Although he knew rationally that the house in Nanyuan was already empty, he no longer needed to be afraid, but some deep-rooted memories in his subconscious still made him resist it.

He knew the password to Lu Xuzhi's house.

But he just wanted to go back and have a look, instead of sneaking into his boyfriend's house when he was away.

"Take me to Nanyuan." Jiang Ling also said, "I'll tell you how to get there when I drive to the gate of the community."

Tao Boxuan observed his expression and was a little worried: "Then... where's your luggage?"

Jiang Ling was also stunned for a few seconds, as if connected to a network with a bad signal in the deep mountains and old forests, and after a long delay, he said: "Just... the box that the crew brought back has not been opened, just that, everything is enough. It's really not possible..."

If it doesn't work, he can still buy it and get it from Lu Xu's house next door.Jiang Ling also thought about it for a while, and repeated: "Just that."

"I turn on the phone, and you can contact me anytime if you have anything to do." Tao Boxuan repeatedly confirmed with him, "There is no work for you in the next few days, so you should take a good rest. I will take care of the confidential work, so don't worry."

Jiang Ling also nodded.

He talked much less than when he came back, and got into the back seat of the nanny's car silently, not even replying to the messages from Lu Xuzhi on his mobile phone.

Nanyuan is a community that Tao Boxuan only heard about. He knew that Jiang Ling lived there when he was a child, but he had never been there. He turned on the car navigation and searched for the location before starting the car.

The bright scorching sun was covered by clouds halfway, and it turned overcast without knowing it. When the car approached Nanyuan, the sky began to drizzle.

The raindrops were fine and long, drawing thin lines on the window glass.

Jiang Ling also suddenly came back to his senses, and replied to Lu Xuzhi as if nothing happened.

【Lu Xuzhi: Are you home yet? 】

[Jiang Lingye: Here we are.I'm a little tired, I'll take a nap first. 】

After sending, he looked at the time and estimated that he could reply after dinner, so he set an alarm for 7:[-] p.m., then turned on the Do Not Disturb mode on his phone and put it in his pocket.

He just didn't seem to be in a good mood, and everything behaved as usual. Tao Boxuan observed all the way and felt that he hadn't reached the point where he "can't take care of himself", so after sending him to Nanyuan, he proposed to return to work in the company first.

Jiang Ling also nodded, smiled at him, and waved goodbye.

Afterwards, he carried the suitcase and walked into the familiar yet unfamiliar apartment building.

There are windows in the corridor, and the corridor lights are not on, so it looks darker than the outside.The stone steps were more dilapidated than before, and a large piece of paint was peeled off at the corner of the handrail. He walked up slowly and stopped at the second floor.

Tinnitus started.

But it seems to be bearable.

He frowned slightly and continued to walk up.

As the floor went up, the tinnitus continued to worsen. When he walked to the door of the house, Jiang Ling could hardly hear the voices of passers-by in the community outside.He looked at the iron gate that was much more rusted than it was then, reached in between the railings, and took out an old key from under the dusty old shoe rack.

It's still there.

The rusty lock rattled unpleasantly, and it took him a while to break it open.

The door and memory were pushed open together.

Nanyuan is not a very high-end community. At the beginning, Tan Shiwen was dazzled by love. She would rather break up with her family than elope with Jiang Jin. She bought this house with the pocket money she saved, and wrote Jiang Jin's name.Grandpa had a tough temper when he was young, and was so angry with this daughter who suddenly entered the rebellious period that he was spoiled since childhood, that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, and he didn't control her for many years.

In fact, Jiang Ling also thought about it later, if she hadn't made her grandfather angry like that, she wouldn't be so isolated and helpless when she was subjected to domestic violence and mental control by Jiang Jin.

The room was covered with heavy dust, and the south was humid. He noticed that there were blue mildew spots on many corners.The wallpaper in the room was yellowed, and some of the seams were curled up and full of signs of age.

But aside from these things, the house was much neater than he had imagined, and the accident that year didn't seem to have left any traces in the house.Jiang Ling also guessed after a second thought that it was probably arranged by his uncle.

For cleaning, you need to...

His thoughts were broken for a few seconds, as if he couldn't think anymore. After a while, Jiang Ling finally connected his thoughts.

Brooms, mops, rags...garbage bags, water basins...oh yes, rubber gloves...

These things are sold in supermarkets, and there are downstairs in the supermarket.But firstly, he has no energy, and secondly, he dare not go to the supermarket. Here in Nanyuan, anyone can enter the community. There is no so-called "security", and even the apartment will be mixed with illegitimate students. He absolutely dare not take risks here.

After much deliberation, it turned out that going to Lu Xu's house to get it was the best choice.

Jiang Ling also: "..." I haven't been there for a long time, and I feel timid because of the closeness to my hometown.

Two familiar "homes" that almost covered his entire childhood formed the prologue of the old movie.In the process of searching for hygiene tools, clips were constantly and clearly playing in his mind.

That day, May 2013, 5.

It was earlier than what I mentioned to Lu Xuzhi, probably around 5 o'clock in the morning.

The urinary function of children is healthy, and it is rare for them to be awakened by urine. Even Jiang Ling has always slept very lightly, and has never woken up at night.

But that day was very strange, as if there was a sense in the dark. After 5 o'clock, when the sky was slightly blue, he woke up and wanted to go to the toilet.

At this time, Jiang Jin must be sleeping, and Jiang Ling also opened the door with a relaxed mood, rubbing his eyes and going to the toilet.When I came out of the bathroom, I suddenly heard a strange dull sound coming from the house.

Some kind of strange mood drove him to push the door of the master bedroom open a crack.

That was perhaps the most regrettable thing he had ever done in his life.

Because he saw his mother wearing a beautiful dress he had never seen before, kneeling on the ground, holding a kitchen knife... chopping...

"vomit……"

The hand wiping the floor stopped abruptly, and his stomach was overwhelmed, but he didn't spit out anything.Jiang Ling also supported the floor to calm down for a while before suppressing the nausea.

A cold sweat was already breaking out.

The momentary fright made Jiang Ling, who was 14 years old at the time, back unconsciously and bumped into the coat rack behind her.At the turn of morning and evening, even a small noise is enough to produce the effect of "bolt from the blue", and Tan Shiwen immediately raised her head.

Xiao Jiangling also covered her mouth in fright.

After seeing clearly that it was her son, the middle-aged woman smiled slightly.

Those years of pain and suffering had long worn away her beauty, her radiance, and cut out depressive wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. It was only at that moment that Jiang Ling saw Tan Shiwen send her hair for the first time since she could remember. A gentle smile from the heart.

It turned out that she was also very beautiful.

"Jingling, come here." He heard her say.

That smile really reassured him, so he walked over slowly despite his fear.

Tan Shiwen's body was covered in blood. Now that she was seen, she simply didn't have the intention of covering it up. She knelt on the ground without moving, looking at his eyes with a smile on her brow.

"Mom can't hug you anymore, I'm sorry, Lingling." She said softly, "It seems that mom hasn't hugged you well... But if I hug you now, it will stain your clothes."

"Why do you..." Jiang Ling trembled until her voice became hoarse, "You want...to kill...Dad..."

Tan Shiwen tilted her head, this action made her look a little more girly.

"Because... I think it's time to end."

There were tears in her eyes suddenly, looking at her only son.

She can't see his future, but at least she knows that he will have a future that is not so gloomy.

"He did an inexcusable thing."

"What's up……?"

Tan Shiwen lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking.

"Age, how old are you?"

"14..."

"That's a big kid." She smiled, looking at the wardrobe at the other end of the room. There was a row of drawers underneath. "The second drawer from the left, go and have a look."

"...?"

Jiang Ling also sniffed.Instinct told him that Tan Shiwen didn't mean to hurt him. After getting used to the red and smelly room, he was not as scared as before, and walked over with his little slippers.

In the drawer is a stack of five-inch photos, each of which is well sealed with plastic, and they are all photos of him wearing skirts when he was a child.

He has been good-looking since he was born. At first Jiang Jin wanted a daughter, so he dressed up his only son as a little girl.

After entering adolescence, the awakening of male consciousness made him not want to wear skirts anymore, but it just so happened that Jiang Jin finally couldn't help but exert his violent factor on his son.

Jiang Ling also quickly discovered that as long as he dressed as a little girl, Jiang Jin would seldom take care of him.

This may be the reason why he still loves to wear skirts to this day - wearing skirts makes him feel safe.

Jiang Ling was also a little surprised by the stack of photos. He didn't know what to do, and looked at his mother in confusion.

Tan Shiwen said with a smile: "It was left by your animal father, I don't know if you... if you are older, if you look at those photos carefully, you can probably guess what he did. "

In the past year, Jiang Ling has also moved a few centimeters. Not long ago, he met the mature big brother next door in a dream. He stained his underwear and washed it off quietly by himself. When Tan Shiwen said this, he blushed unconsciously.

However, in the next second, he suddenly understood what his mother meant. Looking carefully at the photos in the moonlight, he found that there were faint stains like water marks on the plastic covers of several photos.

With a precocious body and a precocious brain, Jiang Ling seemed to realize something.

Pretty little girls are treasures watched by wolves, and so are pretty little boys.

"If he just hits me, I'll just bear it..." Tan Shiwen smiled softly, "Lingling, you are my mother's only child."

"The Tan family... is quite rich. My father, your grandfather, doesn't like me very much, but I think he will like children when he is old. Don't worry, he won't bully you.

"I have an older brother who gave birth to a daughter with his sister-in-law, who is older than you. If you see her, you should call her sister. She said that her grades are good, and she was sent abroad to study early, but you can always see her when you have a chance." .

"I want... If I hadn't been so self-willed at the beginning and cut off contact with my parents, I should be able to send you out now. Mom is sorry for you. I saw the wrong person and found the wrong father for you, so I dare not go home , can only solve the problem in this way... Even your reading can't support it."

The meaning of farewell in her words made Jiang Ling feel terrified: "Mom... what are you going to do?"

Tan Shiwen stood up, smiling like an 18-year-old.

"Silly boy, you will pay for your life if you kill someone."

Mom can't accompany you anymore.

But my mother hopes that you can have a future without haze.

She jumped from the window on the seventh floor in front of Jiang Lingye.

The author has something to say: I suspect that the beautiful girls may not have seen the printed five-inch photos ==

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