I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

Everyone was stunned by Fu Mingrui's speech.

Even the policeman's expression became subtle. On the way to the police station, many people turned their heads to look at Fu Mingrui frequently, but Fu Mingrui remained unmoved, his gaze was only focused on Yun Qingcen from the beginning to the end.

If that gaze had any substance, it was like a pair of hands touching Yun Qingcen's whole body up and down.

It makes people get goosebumps.

The police car can't hold so many people. Fortunately, the police station is not far away, and it's only a few steps away. Yun Qingcen walked beside Fu Mingrui, feeling that times have changed, and even the introverted Fu Mingrui has changed.

Fu Mingrui quietly and slowly stretched out his hand, and touched the back of Yun Qingcen's hand.

He opened his mouth several times before he could say a word: "Qingcen..."

Yun Qingcen turned his head slightly, raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled at Fu Mingrui: "What's wrong?"

Fu Mingrui's lips were trembling, even if Yun Qingcen changed his body, he could still recognize each other at a glance, Fu Mingrui's eyes were full of ecstasy, and even his breathing was too rapid.

After entering the police station, the police asked them about the situation, but Yun Qingcen stood aside the whole time without saying a word.

Fanatic fans gushed: "It was he who spread rumors and slandered on the Internet. He said that he wrote the lyrics and music of Su Ming's original songs. He couldn't provide evidence at all, and he just talked nonsense with his mouth, which not only caused troubles and troubles for Su Ming. The injury caused many passers-by to think that Su Ming is really a liar, and also caused Su Ming's fans to suffer unreasonable disasters, being hacked by Hei Zi, he is a blood-sucking bug!"

The police don't chase after stars, and they are said to be in a fog, and their expressions were once "Who am I? Where am I?"

Fanatics also excitedly took out their mobile phones and showed Su Ming's photo to the police: "Look! This is Su Ming's photo! Take a look at him again! Does he look like Su Ming? He just took a picture of Su Ming Ming plastic surgery! This proves that he just wants to gain popularity!"

The policeman looked at Yun Qingcen, Yun Qingcen was standing there, compared to the fanatical fans who came with a group of people, Yun Qingcen had only one person beside him.

Yun Qingcen felt the gaze of the policeman. He was timid and trembling, with three points of weakness and seven points of humbleness. He whispered: "No. No, I didn't."

The fanatic fan turned his head and yelled at Yun Qingcen, "Shut up! Shut up!"

Yun Qingcen held Fu Mingrui's arm tightly, and stopped Fu Mingrui from speaking with his eyes—weak victims don't need strong teammates.

Fu Mingrui endured so much that the veins on his forehead popped up, his face was terribly frightening, his calm and melancholy temperament was gone, like an angry lion.

But in the eyes of the police, Yun Qingcen was not even allowed to say anything because he was a fanatic, and Yun Qingcen was patient everywhere.

Police: "Stop talking, I'll listen to him!"

The fanatic fan knew that he was at the police station, and Chaoyun Qingcen reluctantly rolled his eyes.

Yun Qingcen pursed her lips and said, "It's a contradiction on the Internet. From the beginning to the end, I didn't intend to frame or frame anyone."

He took a deep breath, his eyes were a little red, but he said firmly: "If I have been framed, I am willing to take legal responsibility. As long as Su Ming sues me, I can go to court with him at any time. I enjoy my copyright legally. Signature."

Yun Qingcen looked at the police, his lips trembling slightly: "But because of me, I have caused such a big trouble to the hotel, I am willing to take responsibility, and I will not shirk."

The policeman looked at Yun Qingcen and felt that there was finally a normal person here.

He looked at the fans with disapproval: "On the Internet, you can solve it online! What are you doing in reality?!"

Fanatic fans can yell at Yun Qingcen, but she dare not speak to the police.

The matter was resolved quickly. Those who led the trouble compensated for the loss of the hotel. After the surveillance cameras and the hotel manager confirmed that Yun Qingcen had no radical remarks or actions from the beginning to the end, he was not responsible. The troublemakers except In addition to compensation, each person was fined [-] yuan and detained for [-] days. They were convicted of picking quarrels and provoking trouble because they caused disturbances in public places and damaged hotel property.

The punishment is not severe, and the fines are not many, but for students, with such a "criminal record", it is hard to say whether their studies will be affected.

Perhaps because of Fu Mingrui's shocking words, no policeman questioned him from the beginning to the end.

Afterwards, the police treated Yun Qingcen very well.

Everyone thinks that he is a poor man with a big capital letter, he has self-restraint, does not shirk responsibility, and is willing to bear the consequences that he should not have to bear. It is too miserable for such a person to be bullied.

Moreover, both the hotel manager and the hotel's monitoring proved that Yun Qingcen was innocent from the beginning to the end. He was the one being sought out, and there was no physical or verbal conflict with the other party. This is a unilateral finding of fault.

After the incident, Yun Qingcen asked the police sincerely: "If I take the initiative to forgive them, can they not be detained? This matter is a misunderstanding, but it is also my responsibility, and I am willing to take responsibility."

He even gritted his teeth and said, "I, I still have some money, I'll pay for their fines."

Everyone in the police station was shocked, including the rioters.

They looked at Yun Qingcen's expression as if they were looking at the peerless holy father, and felt that this kind of person was worthy of being dried and hung on the wall for a frame.

"We don't care if your conflicts are misunderstood." The policeman said seriously, "We only look at the process and the result."

Yun Qingcen glanced at the fanatic fan who had kept his head down and said nothing since he was determined to be detained.

A fanatical fan in her twenties is the time when she has the most sense of justice, especially when she is a fan of a celebrity, in a certain circle or team, she will need a sense of identity and find her place in the group After a long time, she will feel that she is responsible for her idol. She has to protect him and protect him. Sacrifice your studies and life.

As for whether it will hurt others or harm the innocent, this is not within the scope of her consideration.

Yun Qingcen walked up to the fanatic fan, he bent slightly, looked at the other person at the same level, and met the other person's eyes.

The fanatic's eyes were red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or sad because he was punished.

Yun Qingcen whispered: "I know, you all think that I am slandering Su Ming, and I want to take Su Ming's honor."

He took out his mobile phone and found the demo recorded by the original owner when he played and sang this song for the first time, and there was a time mark on it. He opened it and handed it to the fans, biting his lower lip and said, "Look at it, Although I'm poor, I'm not so spineless that I want to steal other people's things, but what's mine is mine, I can't pretend that I don't know anything just because he's famous or rich."

Fanatic fans snatched his phone, held the phone in both hands, and pressed the play button with trembling thumbs.

The melody of the music sounded, beautiful and familiar. She has been playing this song on a loop every day since it came out. Whether it is the tune or the lyrics, she thinks it is the best and most outstanding song she has heard over the years.

For this song, for Su Ming, she ignored her studies, and made charts day and night to make data. She only slept for four hours a day. For more than half a month, she didn't have a good night's sleep, and all her money was used to buy albums to make data.

Now the song's real composer and lyricist stand in front of her, asking her for justice.

After listening to the whole song, the fanatic fans were already in tears.

In the end, she could only viciously throw the phone towards Yun Qingcen.

The old mobile phone from three years ago was thrown on Yun Qingcen's chest, and Yun Qingcen took a step back, as if hurt by being smashed.

Fanatic fans even shouted at him: "If it weren't for Su Ming, who would have known about this broken song!"

Yun Qingcen lowered his head, and the fanatic fans continued to scold: "If it weren't for him, no one would listen to this song at all!"

Yun Qingcen stood where he was. He lowered his head and did not speak, so that no one could see the expression on his face.

Until a choked sob sounded: "I know."

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind Yun Qingcen, and Fu Mingrui pulled Yun Qingcen behind him. He looked at Fanfan and the people beside her, and said coldly, "What is Su Ming? ?”

Seeing that there was going to be another quarrel, the police hurriedly drove people out: "Except for the leaders, let's all go. Don't make troubles with a bunch of people whenever there is a conflict. Can't you resolve the conflict? You have to go to the police station." , is it reasonable for a group of you to bully one of them?"

Even the people brought by the fanatics themselves couldn't stand it - except for the leading few who were Su Ming's fans, the others were classmates and friends who came to watch the fun, or couldn't refuse the requests of classmates and friends.

They listened to the song just now, and watched the recording time, no matter how ignorant they were, they couldn't say that Yun Qingcen was wrong.

The evidence is so strong that no one wants to admit that they have lost their minds because of Su Ming, who is not a fan.

"Stop talking about it." The fanatic friend whispered, "It's not good-looking."

The fanatic fan couldn't control her emotions. She couldn't admit that she had a fan of the wrong person, and couldn't admit that the time and energy she had spent before was a joke, so she could only pour all the mistakes and dirty water on Yun Qingcen: "Why should I? Don't say it! If it wasn't for Su Ming, who would know who Yun Qing is?! This is his conspiracy! He just wants to lie on Su Ming's body to suck blood! People like him are scum, rubbish!"

Fanatic fans shouted at Yun Qingcen: "Are you proud?! Isn't it?! This is all carefully calculated by you! Why are you pretending to be pitiful! Ah! What are you pretending to be!"

Then the friends left the police station with Yun Qingcen and the others.

Yun Qingcen kept his head down the whole time, without saying a word, as if he had been heartbroken.

After Fu Mingrui went out, he glanced inside. He wrote down the ID numbers and names of these people, and when they came out, he just started to face the consequences.

"Are you okay?" Someone handed over a pack of papers with uneasy conscience.

Yun Qingcen took the toilet paper, raised his head and smiled at the other party, but his face was very pale, pale and bloodless, but had a kind of shocking and morbid beauty.

"I'm fine." Yun Qingcen said bitterly, "I didn't expect to make trouble at the police station. I didn't mean to make anyone feel bad, and I didn't mean to target Su Ming. It's just that I don't know anything except writing songs. If I even I can’t even write songs, I don’t know what else I can do.”

Yun Qingcen seemed to say unintentionally: "I am an orphan, I have no parents or family members, I can only earn money by writing songs to support myself, this is my only means of earning a living..."

"Why is this..." The young girl who handed him the paper couldn't believe it, "They just bully you like this? I don't think Su Ming is doing too well! How come so many people are sincerely fans of him?"

The person next to him also said: "Why don't you go to the media, you have evidence."

Yun Qingcen shook his head and bit his lip: "I don't know what I can do. People often scold me at my door, throw animal carcasses at my door, and insert razor blades through the door."

People surrounded him, comforting him, telling him not to be sad.

"You are the victim! You can't be cowardly!"

"That's right, those people like to talk about the victim's guilt! If the knife didn't cut him, he could say any sarcastic remarks!"

"So what if he has a lot of fans? Can he care about right or wrong if he has a lot of fans?!"

"I'm so mad! Don't worry, I will definitely tell the people around me that not everyone is blind!"

"Yun Qing, we support you."

"I'm going to post now!"

Yun Qingcen stopped suddenly, and everyone stopped too, then looked at Yun Qingcen with his hands on his legs, and bowed slowly and solemnly to them.

Pedestrians on the street didn't know what happened, and some people stopped to watch.

Yun Qingcen bowed, raised his head, and showed them a smile full of infinite gratitude: "Thank you, from the very beginning to the present, no one is willing to listen to me."

A group of people looked at Yun Qingcen. At this moment, Yun Qingcen was the center of everyone's eyes.

He lowered his head and was thin and thin. He obviously didn't cry or shed tears, but he could make everyone feel his sadness, unwillingness, despair, and incomprehensible pain.

"Yun Qing, don't be like this, cheer up."

"Yes, you have to believe that the eyes of the masses are discerning!"

"Su Ming just has a lot of fans, but more people are not his fans. Once the truth is exposed, Su Ming's fans will not dare to dance."

"We will definitely clarify for you when we go back."

"Yun Qing, you have to be strong! You can't be defeated by those trash first!"

……

They comforted Yun Qingcen for a long time, and they didn't continue talking until Yun Qingcen said that he was leaving.

When they left, these people also closed Weibo with Yun Qingcen, patted their chests and promised that they would clarify for Yun Qingcen.

After they left, Yun Qingcen focused on Fu Mingrui.

Fu Mingrui didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, he just looked at Yun Qingcen hungrily, Yun Qingcen smiled at him, and he was willing to give everything.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Yun Qingcen got into Fu Mingrui's car, and now there were only the two of them in the car.

Yun Qingcen continued: "You don't doubt that I am not Yun Qingcen at all?"

Fu Mingrui pursed his lips tightly, the drowning man finally caught the straw, no matter how fantastic or strange, he has a hundred ways to convince himself.

What's more, at this moment, he is very sure that the other party is Yun Qingcen, and he will never admit to the person he loves to the core.

Every breath he takes, every heartbeat, is calling the other person's name.

Fu Mingrui looked into Yun Qingcen's eyes and said, "I won't mistake anyone, but I won't mistake you."

Yun Qingcen pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't know why, and I don't know how to explain it scientifically, but I suddenly became Yun Qing, and I have his memory. What I said just now were all lies. Qing was forced to death by the media and Su Ming's fans, and he never found anyone who could give him justice."

Fu Mingrui stretched out his hand and pulled a strand of Yun Qingcen's hair behind his ear, his voice was extremely gentle and lingering: "I know, you have always been like this, and you are more considerate of others."

He held Yun Qingcen's hand: "I will be here from now on."

Yun Qingcen sighed with relief, looked at Fu Mingrui with those passionate eyes, and said softly: "I was worried about what would I do if you didn't recognize me."

He whispered coquettishly: "Mingrui, I only have you."

Fu Mingrui's heart seemed to be tightly pinched by a hand.

If this is a dream, he is willing to die in this dream.