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When Wu Aiguo stood on the beauty slope and opened his first voice, Yan Che was one of the first people who heard it.

This day is actually Liqiu.

Therefore, when Yan Che heard what Wu Aiguo was shouting, ran towards Yanjiawan and fell a few times, was frowned by Fujiko and helped him to walk quickly to Wuzidang, he had just bypassed the beauty slope and came to the edge of the bamboo sea in Wuzidang , Swinging his head, he was hit by a sycamore leaf.

At that moment, Yan Che paused and stopped, and Fujiko also stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Tengzidu, autumn is here." Yan Che said as he stared down at the yellow-green sycamore leaf at his feet.

Fujiko didn't know what to do, and looked at the side of Yan Che's bowed head - he was worried about Yan Che, but he couldn't say it.

"Ye Luo knows autumn, life is life." Yan Che said again, but his footsteps turned and walked back in the direction of Yan's Bay.

Fujiko held Yan Che's hand, frowning so much that a fly could be crushed to death: "Aren't you going to Wu Zidang?"

"I won't go." Withdrawing his hand, Yan Che lowered his head, and said in a voice that Fujiko couldn't hear his emotions: "Let's... go back, there is no one at home."

Fujiko stared at the empty hands, froze for a moment, then looked back at the small blue stone courtyard where Wu Zi was swinging his head, there were already many people around, there were faint voices coming... one was a terrified scream , and one more... Wu Shaokang's crazy laugh... and the shocking comfort of the people around him.

"Really..." Don't you want to see it?That is your teacher!Fujiko wanted to ask, but what he saw was that Yan Che had already raised his foot and walked back.

Fujiko shook her head, and finally turned her head and glanced in that direction again. It was just a glance, and finally followed Yan Che's footsteps... and walked back in the direction of Yanjiawan.

"what--"

A voice of despair broke through the sky.

Yan Che paused.

Fujiko couldn't help turning her head again... just in time to see Wu Shaokang push away the crowd, look in their direction, and bumped into the one-meter-high bluestone courtyard wall.

The bluestone wall immediately renders a dark flower.

Fujiko stretched out his hand and took Yan Che's hand: "Yan Che...Young Master Wu...Teacher Wu...has gone."

Yan Che still didn't turn his head back, but tears welled up like a spring. After biting his lip and saying "um", he clearly conveyed the trembling of his body to Fujiko.

"Why is this happening?" Fujiko seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be asking softly, no, maybe, it was just like the emotion in his eyes at this moment, confused, hopelessly confused... a living The people, just like that, lightly, simply, gone, dead, never to wake up again.

"This is called home." With a hint of red at the corner of Yan Che's mouth, he looked at Yanjiawan and at the lush Wuxu Mountain at the end of Yanjiawan. There were two bamboo buildings at the foot of the mountain, which was also his home.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the murder of Wu Zidang was known to all.

Of course, because the incident happened near Yanjiawan, the police and countless reporters came soon.

Wu Zidang was surrounded by people, but they all looked at the small bluestone courtyard where Dangtou was.

There, the police came in and out, looking serious.

The reporters looked at each other with long guns and short cannons, looking through the autumn water; the onlookers bowed their heads and ears, whispering... But the small cordon separated them from the place they were curious about, and they could only stay away from the place they were curious about. Looking, looking at the low bluestone low wall that has solidified and darkened, and the pool of dark blood stains drawn with lime powder circles under the low wall, exerting every active nerve and thinking of them , self-righteously began to speculate wildly, guessing what kind of story it was, what kind of grievances...or how insane, the elegant human engineer turned into a perverted murderer...etc., all kinds of guesses There are all kinds of things, emerging in endlessly.

Except for the parties concerned and a few policemen who were "woke up", as well as a few insiders who were either extremely heavy-hearted or ignorant at the moment, no matter how sharp and active their thinking was, it was impossible to think that this was an accident. Love killing, a paradoxical love killing.

"Decedent, Jiang Weichang, male, aged 55, current professor at G University in G province..."

"Injured, Jiang Qixian, male, 30 years old, son of Jiang Weichang... well, the leg injury was caused early in life and has nothing to do with this case..."

"The only suspect, Wu Shaokang, male, aged 53, from province G...is the only son of Secretary Wu."

This is Liu Yi's second visit to Yanjiawan.

This time, he really came to handle criminal cases as a criminal investigation police officer.

However, he would rather never come to Yanjiawan again.

When he came here for the first time, he already understood the power of the people here, which made him have lingering fears about the protective mentality of the people here; but this time, he was really sad.

Looking at the passages in the record book, Liu Yi remembered that Wu Shaokang was Yan Che's teacher, and he was a very close teacher. According to his brother-in-law Li Jun, this teacher was probably more like Yan Che as a teacher and friend. Also father.

Thinking of seeing Wu Shaokang's tragic situation and the bloodshed in the first hospital when he came to the scene, Liu Yi frowned subconsciously, turned his face sideways, his eyes seemed to bypass the beauty slope, and looked at the fog on the other side of Yanjiawan Shan... Yan Che must be very sad right now?Liu Yi thought.

"Xiao Liu, why are you in a daze? Do something quickly!"

Liu Yi was still in a daze, but was violently pulled by the fierce and simple-minded captain Zhao Qi, and slammed into Zhao Qi's arms.

The trance thoughts caught fire, burning to Liu Yi's face and burning into Liu Yi's brain.

Pushing Zhao Qi away viciously, Liu Yi gave Zhao Qi a hard look, frowned, smashed Zhao Qi with the record book, and got into the bluestone hut again.

But he didn't pay attention, Zhao Qi looked at his back, hooked the corner of his mouth, showing a naughty and gentle smile: Ouch, I'm blushing, what a pure and innocent little guy^^.

Then, Zhao Qi looked around at the crowded crowd, found a corner, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, carefully flipping through the record book that Liu Yi threw on him.

Seeing the description in Wu Shaokang's column, Zhao Qi curled up a cigarette without any emotion at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, this... Yanjiawan, it's really interesting..."

Seeing the direction in which Liu Yi's angry back disappeared, Zhao Qi's strange arc changed into a trace of the pride of a hunter, he closed the record book with his hands, and got into the bluestone hut unhurriedly.

Different from Wu Zidang's crowded place, Yanjiawan was rarely deserted.

Under the tea shed in Wantou, there are only two or three old people sitting at a table. They are drinking cold tea, talking about life and death, and talking about the outlook on life and death of people who have been buried up to their necks.

In their eyes, Wu Shaokang is still young and has a long life that they long to envy.

Hastily ended the lives of themselves and others, and they began to question whether Wu Shaokang had the character of a teacher—the morality of being a teacher.If he was a good teacher, how could he do such a foolish thing as to disregard human life?

They also lamented Jiang Qixian who survived under the knife of the "butcher" teacher, and lamented that this child is considered unlucky, why did Wu Zidang almost die when he came with his father?

At this point, they also began to doubt whether this is a paradise left by the world...or a purgatory on earth, a slaughterhouse on earth.

After saying that, everyone shook their heads, planning to go home early so as not to lose this cruel life.Even though, this place is really suitable for the elderly, but they still want to end their lives, not die unexpectedly.

The desertedness of Yanjiawan made Wuxushan even more gloomy.

It seems that Master Mingwu's mood is depressed, the whole Wuxu Mountain is silent, and the birds and birds are silent.Even the wind avoided the path, unwilling to disturb the silence of the mountain's low pressure.

Boldly wandering around the door with his head drooping, always ready to give the uninvited guest a hard life... Ah no, at least a painful peck to the bone marrow.

Boldly looking in the direction of the bamboo building, he seemed to be able to vaguely see the gloom hanging over the sky, turned his bold eyes, raised his head, and looked towards the top of Wuxu Mountain.

There, under the cover of the pavilion pillars, Yan Che, who was staring blankly at the concrete road outside the mountain with blank eyes, was being embraced by Fujiko, and the two were speechless.

One looked at the scenery blankly, and the other looked at people worriedly.

Boldly shook his head in a very humane way, shook his cockscomb, his round eyes were covered with a layer of twilight, and he used his thinking to think about strange humans... er, and those two strange male clouded leopards... ...Boldly don't understand that they have a good mother...ah no, the master should be a female human...don't choose, but choose one like yourself for Mao'er? !Don't they know that they can't lay eggs like this, and they can't continue their offspring? !

"Chi Chi... Chi Chi..."

Bold was confused, when he heard a familiar voice from outside the courtyard: Hehe, that Xueqiuer is back.

Yu Zongyi and his wife were the first guests to come to Wuxu Mountain, and they also came with a well-behaved Yan Jialing.

Yan Guoqiang and Yan Guosheng were originally because of Wu Shaokang's matter, seeing Yan Che sad and didn't know how to comfort them, so they had to let Zhai Rang take their three children out to play, and their three old guys stayed in the house Discuss what to do.

Seeing Yu Zongyi and his wife coming now, and mentioning Yan Jialing, Yan Guoqiang frowned, greeted Yu Zongyi and his wife, and said, "Old Yu, why did this kid come with you?"

Yu Zongyi smiled, and kindly rubbed Yan Jialing's dark head. Before he could speak, Zeng Yan set off crackling firecrackers: "How do you become parents? No Do you know that this kid actually went to swim in the Bantou River alone? Ah, it is because the Bantou River is not big, not deep, and the water is not rushing. Don’t you natives know that there are many dark swamps in the Bantou River? If the child stumbles into it What should I do? Ah? Don't you worry?..."

As soon as Zeng Yan finished speaking, the faces of the three old people in the room turned pale to the ground. They couldn't help but get up at the same time, stood beside Yan Jialing, and looked up and down inside and out.

Yan Guoqiang's face was even more pale as ashes. After checking that Yan Jialing was fine, his face became more gloomy, and he raised his hand to cover Yan Jialing's buttocks and slapped hard: "You bastard, who taught you to swim? Ah? You What if something bad happens? What about you? What about your mother? You have to tell your grandpa to die before you, so you can learn well?" Yan Guoqiang's eyes turned red as he spoke.

At this moment, several old people also panicked, Yan Guosheng and Yu Zongyi hurriedly stopped Yan Guoqiang, helped him to the bamboo chair in the room, and handed him a cup of herbal tea for Shun Shun, but Zhang Chaoying and Zeng Yan Protecting Yan Jialing like a chick, he still didn't forget to accuse the adults of being at fault, how could he beat a child.

Different from the excitement of the old people, Yan Jialing, the demon king of the world, didn't even twitch his brows or curl his mouth. Even if Yan Guoqiang's hand fell heavily on his buttocks, he was still very quiet.

Rural children are precocious.

Although Yan Jialing's family has not experienced much hardship because of Yan Jiang's hard work and Zhao Cuihua's ability to manage the family, his temperament has matured precociously along with precocious wisdom.

Therefore, Yan Jialing knew that he was really wrong this time if he didn't yell, cry or make trouble.Thinking of the moment when he just slipped and couldn't step on the river, he believed Grandma Zeng's words... There is a dark swamp in the river.

Especially when I saw the panic and fear in Grandpa's eyes again, and felt Grandpa's trembling hands... Yan Jialing was completely wrong, and he also understood that there were so many dangers in the seemingly harmless environment, so it was good. Now send Shen Chun and Chen Qiu away, otherwise... so Grandpa hit him, he didn't hide or dodge, and beat Grandpa obediently, he accepted the punishment for his mistake.

Seeing that Yan Guoqiang's excitement subsided, Yu Zongyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat on the bamboo chair beside Yan Guoqiang, and gave Zeng Yan a wink. Zeng Yan pouted, and pulled the old sister out of the house Incidentally, the kitchen room also brought Yan Jialing, who was beaten and beaten by Dayou Ren, to show his awakening.

Seeing Yan Jialing leaving reluctantly, Yu Zongyi opened three teacups, turned up the teapot, poured three cups of cold tea, handed Yan Guoqiang a cup, Yan Guosheng a cup, and put a cup in front of him.

After taking a sip of the cold tea, Yu Zongyi's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: Hey, the things in this family's house are really amazing. The cold tea that I thought should be astringent and tasteless can actually taste clear and sweet. It really is a natural and wild thing precious.

For a moment of panic, Yu Zongyi remembered the two purposes of coming here, and he didn't want to be a fool in front of the straightforward and honest Yan Guoqiang brothers, so he straight to the point and said his thoughts: "Brother, don't be angry with the child, that child is a good boy!" seedling."

Yan Guoqiang sipped his cold tea sleepily, and as soon as Yu Zongyi said that, he raised his head blankly, and there was still residual fear in his bewildered eyes.

Seeing Yan Guoqiang like this, Yu Zongyi also knew how he felt, and continued unhurriedly: "Brother, do you still remember what I used to do for most of my life?" Hmph, although he was unwilling, but... ...It is because of your mother-in-law and aunt that you will not say it even if you are killed.

After thinking about it, Yan Guoqiang glanced at Yan Guosheng, and Yan Guosheng said: "Brother Yu used to teach people how to swim, right?"

Yu Zongyi nodded, with a proud smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, I have taken my children to swim all my life."

"Then..." Yan Guoqiang opened his mouth, only to realize that the words were poor, and he didn't know how to answer the words.

Yu Zongyi glanced at Yan Guoqiang clearly, and said, "That grandson of yours is the Jialing, give it to me!"

"Ah?" The two brothers Yan Guoqiang exclaimed, stood up at the same time, and burned Yu Zongyi with hostile eyes: "Wow, they are here to snatch the child!"

Knowing that the two had misunderstood, Yu Zongyi realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "Hey, it's not that I want to rob, but, I see that the kid in Jialing is very talented, so I want to take him to the competition. Special swimming training."

"Swimming training?" Yan Guoqiang calmed down first, and also pulled Yan Guosheng who was standing, and the two brothers then sat back to their original positions: "That's right, the one participating in the competition?"

Yu Zongyi nodded, smiled without saying a word, he understood that Yan Guoqiang's seemingly dull mind had already realized it flexibly.

"Uh..." Yan Guoqiang hesitated: "Jialing... can represent the country in competitions?"

Yu Zongyi put down his teacup and said seriously: "I can't guarantee whether he is qualified to take part in the competition on behalf of the country. This kid is really talented and has an excellent sense of water. However, after special training and his hard work, he is Definitely go out and play.”

For a moment, the room fell silent.

After a long time, Yan Guoqiang frowned and glanced at Yu Zongyi, and said, "I can't make the decision on my own. You have to ask him and his mother."

Down below, Yan Guoqiang and his brothers are discussing with Yu Zongyi about planning the future of Yan Jialing. Up above, Yan Che has recovered from his sluggishness. However, tears keep falling like a girl, making Fujiko feel flustered and restless. Said, the sour heartache in his heart clearly made him understand again - in Yan Che's place, his vines were completely planted, planted willingly, could never climb out, and could not get out again. Wish to climb out.

After a while, Yan Che finally realized his gaffe, and hurriedly struggled out of Fujiko's arms, ignoring the obvious sense of loss on Fujiko's face, and sadly revealed some secrets, among which Fujiko knew, 40.00% of them are the assholes I have done.

"Jiang Weichang is Jiang Qixian's father. He is Teacher Wu's lover." Yan Che said.

"Because of this incident, Jiang Qixian used to... hehe, I don't know what happened, let Teacher Wu know, remember the last time Teacher Wu was sick? It's because I went home and found out that I ate at Jiang Qixian's place. It's a pity that...you got so angry."

"Because of Jiang Weichang's empty promise, Mr. Wu stayed in this poor place for decades, foolishly waiting for Jiang Weichang to come back...but Jiang Weichang took the opportunity of returning to the city to meet Jiang Qixian. My mother is married and has a bright future."

"For Jiang Weichang, Mr. Wu hasn't been home for decades because Mr. Wu's father has been against it... Even if Mr. Wu's younger brother died in the line of duty, Mr. Wu can only quietly look at the direction of home and shed tears. Dare to go back."

"You also think Mr. Wu is stupid, right? Do you think he is kept in the dark? In fact, Mr. Wu has always known in his heart that he is just betting, betting that Jiang Weikai still has his place. It's just that ..."

"Hehe, do you think I'm heartless? In fact, Teacher Wu's doing this is the best ending for him... But, I'm afraid Teacher Wu will be disappointed... The person who betrayed his heart died, but he didn't die. In the future... And a long prison sentence awaits him."

"Not worth it? Hehe, I think so too, really, it's not worth it, and it's for such a worthy person."

……

Fujiko listened quietly, without answering a word.

Listening to Yan Che talking to himself, in fact, Fujiko felt that his heart had become a rope, twisting and twisting, it hurt him to the marrow, but he couldn't grasp or scratch, it was too uncomfortable.

Involuntarily, Fujiko embraced Yan Che's shoulders, offered her chest, let Yan Che's head stick there, accompanied by the rhythm of his heartbeat, as if... wanted Yan Che to know his heart, his repentant heart , he...doesn't know where to go, how to deal with the love that he comprehends belatedly.

He, Mr. Fujiko Tsuto, is now also trapped by love, and he is helpless in dealing with love. Is this retribution?

No, if this was retribution, he would be happy with it.

Really, as long as Yan Che knows that he is always by his side, leaving a place for him to cling to, then he will always, always go on like this.

He waited silently, and he was willing to do so, without any complaints. It was not atonement, but... really serious.

The sky is getting darker and darker, as if a thick black net has been pressed down invisible, making people breathless.

Cramped, dull.

A summer night without wind is exhausting.

However, the two people in the grass pavilion didn't know it.

This kind of tranquility is calm and harmonious, which is what they need at this moment.

However, there will always be things that backfire.

There was a roar from the bottom of the mountain, approaching from Yanjiawan to Wuxu Mountain.

Yan Che was stunned, and looked back at the bamboo building down the mountain, vaguely seeing someone running over from Yanjiawan and entering the gate of the compound.

"What happened?" Yan Che was like a frightened bird, his uneasiness expanded.

Seeing Yan Che's uneasiness, Fujiko patted Yan Che's shoulder lightly, don't worry, let's go down and have a look.

Down the mountain.

Liu Qiwen, Liu Jianguo's nephew was running into the gate at the foot of Wuxu Mountain.

Ignoring that the huge rooster at the door was staring at him, the unexpected trespasser who suddenly appeared, and also ignoring that the big rooster would peck people, Liu Qiwen came to open his voice and shouted in the direction of the bamboo building in the courtyard Get up: "Fourth grandpa, fourth grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, something happened to your guest, something happened to the handsome guest from your city."

After hearing Liu Qiwen's shout on the mountain road, Yan Che stopped abruptly. If Fujiko hadn't grabbed hold of his whole body, he might have rolled down the mountain like a ball.

"Tengzidu, what are you calling?" Yan Che grabbed Fujikodu's lapel, and his eyes began to loosen in panic.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's okay." Yan Che's appearance frightened Tengzi a little, and his mind began to be overwhelmed, and the same two words of reassurance were repeated in his mouth.

"No, talking about our guests? Who else is in my family? Zhai Rang? What happened to Zhai Rang?" Yan Che asked several questions in succession. Under the night, black air lingered on his pale face.

"what--"

Fujiko didn't even answer Yan Che's words, she hugged Yan Che tightly with both hands, but stared straight ahead with horrified eyes.

Where his gaze was locked, red eyes rolled, and a flame that was about to pierce the night sky was like a gluttonous long tongue, licking the night sky, stretching out for a long time, as if it wanted to swallow the whole world.

"Ah, ah, it's on fire." Fujiko murmured.

It was a big fire, a very unusual fire.