A charming and dangerous character

The North Lake Villa District in City S is the same as the newly developed areas in other cities. Although it has a bright future, it is located by the moat in a remote location after all, and the surrounding supporting facilities need to be further improved.

When women go home, they always feel uncomfortable in their backs, as if they were being secretly peeped.But when she thought about what would happen next, the woman quickened her pace again regardless of this feeling, and quickly returned home.

When she entered, she found that the entrance was very clean, without a pair of shoes, which also meant that there was no one in the house at this time.

Looking at the large and empty room in front of her, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and then exhale heavily. By the way, she also released all the depression that had been accumulated in her chest for a long time, like a balloon leaking air.

Today, she deliberately went home early and did not ask for leave from her boss or tell her colleagues, because she did not want to attract the attention of others, and the overtime hours she had accumulated before were enough so that she did not have to inform anyone, and she could spend it wherever she wanted A long vacation.

Putting the coat on the cabinet at the door, she didn't change into the slippers. She didn't plan to stay at home for too long, but wanted to go back to the bedroom to tidy up before continuing to go out.

But when she glanced at the books on the coffee table in the living room, she suddenly changed her mind, and the direction of her steps changed immediately.

The thick woolen feel under the feet and the soft color of Onat Yellow will make people involuntarily think of the warm and bright sunshine in spring.The home decor throughout the house is the result of her careful selection, a masterpiece that almost all guests who come to the house will praise.

She quickly came to the living room and half-kneeled on the carpet, picking up a copy of "Becca the Little Witch" that was being opened and placed on the table.These vintage teen books, with their smart and charming protagonists, once fascinated her and are now preschool books for her own daughter.

But now, she just wanted to destroy them together with the little witch Becca—whether it was set on fire or what, in short, she wanted to give this little witch who was smiling happily and cunningly a little bit of trouble.

So she picked up the marker pen at hand and drew a big "X" on Becca's cute little face without hesitation. The dazzling red made the poor little girl on the cover look like she had committed some heinous crime Blunder.

But she knew that the little girl did nothing wrong, and it was always adults who made mistakes.

This behavior, which was no different from that of a primary school student, did not allow her to vent the anger in her heart successfully.Those long past memories are still like a kaleidoscope, trapping her firmly in the vortex of time.

Birth, growing up, going to school, working, falling in love, getting married, having children...

These boring processes, like a factory assembly line, are the only way for every woman. Even the proud and confident little witch in the book cannot escape this curse.

She also wanted to try to break out of this curse-like cycle—at that time, she was young and reckless, as if she could squander her life at will, and she really managed to make life full of fire-like passion.

But when there are more and more stimulations and surprises, the freshness and curiosity also start to make her feel numb, and sometimes she even starts to worry inexplicably nervously... Now it seems that there will be no better end in the end of trying to break out of the cycle.

But what's the use of thinking so much?

In a blink of an eye, she saw the family photo placed prominently on the tea table. It was taken on her birthday last year. The daughter in the photo smiled innocently and sweetly.

This child is the best gift she has ever received, a little angel sent by God to save her, and it just melts her heart.

And standing next to her with his daughter in his arms, the man who looks as handsome as a star is her most enviable husband--young and promising, successful in his career, polite to others, and has not found any shortcomings in him after being married for so long .

With such a happy and happy family, compared to other women, I am already lucky enough, right?But others will never know what kind of ulterior and dirty secrets are hidden behind such a model family.

At least that perfect husband who is almost impeccable, she used to think that she knew him and everything about him, but now she feels more and more that she can't see through him.

Although the two live under the same roof and say good night to each other intimately every day, as a wife, she seems to have never really known him as a husband.

She laughed at herself, perhaps in the eyes of others, this is such a humorous relationship between husband and wife.

Just when she finally got up and was about to go back to the bedroom, she suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the door.

"click..."

The silent room infinitely magnified the originally small sound of opening the door—soon, she heard the sound of footsteps entering the room from the entrance.

This frightened her.

When she found a baseball bat from the corner, picked it up and was about to attack the "intruder", just as she turned around and walked out of the living room, she held up the bat and was about to smash it down on the man's head.

She even imagined the bloody scene where the skull was fractured and a large piece of the back of the man's head was suppressed, but in the end she heard the man begging for mercy.

"Nancy! It's me!"

"Why did you come in?" She hurriedly put away the heavy club that was about to fall, fortunately in time, and by the way, immediately changed the originally hideous expression on her face into a friendly one, but she couldn't help complaining: "Jia Lan, why didn't you say a word when you entered the room, you almost scared me to death just now."

Du Jialan spread her hands and returned: "Nancy, didn't you leave me the key before? It was placed in my dormitory, and a note was left asking me to come to your house directly to find you at four o'clock today."

And Jiang Nanxi looked at the half-open door at this time, all the hairs stood on end in an instant, her heart was even more frightened and frightened, her face was instantly as pale as paper, and her voice was even lower and inaudible.

Then, she stared at Du Jialan and said, "But I don't remember giving you the key..."

After a few 10 minutes.

When the black car slowly drove away from Yunhu No. [-] mansion, the shadow hidden under the tree not far away gradually exposed his face to the sun.

With deep eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features, this skin is definitely the most handsome appearance in the world that is difficult to replicate.

Qiu Chuyi took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the screen again - no message was sent, and there was no call to contact himself.

This is an excellent thing, and it also shows that no one has discovered that he has returned here.

Moreover, the time displayed on the mobile phone at this moment is exactly:

200X年11月2日17点08分

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May 200, 11X

The eighth day after the murder of Jiang Nanxi on "Eleventh Two".

Cheng Ye, the police officer in charge of the case, was looking for clues at Yuying Middle School when he suddenly saw the victim's husband Qiu Chuyi suddenly appearing in the alley behind the middle school, and seemed to be about to abscond with a female high school student.

When Cheng Ye wanted to stop Qiu Chuyi from letting them leave, he was knocked to the ground by this long-lost senior. Although he was placed in the car and sent a text message to the police force, it was far from Cheng Ye who was really " Rescue" was already the next morning.

There was no other reason, but Gao Zhiqiang's cell phone ran out of battery that night.

So Cheng Ye wore a T-shirt and sat in the howling autumn wind all night—even though he was still wearing a coat at the time, but after he was "rescued" the next day, and he had hardly had any rest in the past few days Fatigue, even the iron body will inevitably suffer from a cold.

So after Gao Zhiqiang found Cheng Ye, Cheng Ye grabbed the fat hand first, then stared at him closely and told others not to tell anyone about his being trapped in the car last night.However, Gao Zhiqiang was taken aback by his posture like a dying person, thinking that his boss was about to run out of oil and burn out.

Without waiting for Gao Zhiqiang to make any response, Cheng Ye couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were spinning and he finally passed out.

Later, Cheng Ye only remembered that he had many dreams.

Some were naughty when he was a child, and some met Qiu Chuyi later. The timing of the characters was random and random, but he still firmly remembered one of the scenes after waking up.

Because whether it was in a dream or in the reality of the past, that memory was too impressive to him.

It was a memory that happened when rumors of Qiu Chuyi began to spread throughout the school.

At that time, after Cheng Ye heard about it from other people, he skipped the mathematics of the head teacher without waiting for the second class, and went to the third grade to ask Qiu Chuyi to find out what was going on.

When I found Qiu Chuyi, he was on the roof of the teaching building, holding the railing with both hands and looking into the distance.

After hearing Cheng Ye's reason for coming to him and expressing indignantly that he wanted to refute the rumors for him, Qiu Chuyi just smiled, still looking at the students in the physical education class on the playground, with a calm expression on his face, as if to These rumors do not care.

In fact, he didn't just hear about this matter from Cheng Ye recently, many people came to ask him, half suspicious and half curious, only Cheng Ye put himself in his place and shared the same hatred with him.

But at the end Qiu Chuyi simply asked Cheng Ye: "Then do you think I will be the one to do that kind of thing?"

After Cheng Ye saw him in the sun, he looked like a plant trying to absorb the sun, and all the angry, irritable and stagnant emotions were instantly expelled by this warm scene.

"Of course not." He shook his head: "Although I have known Qiu Xue for a short time, I know you as a very gentle and kind person. It is impossible for you to do things that are ambiguous with many people at the same time."

Qiu Chuyi laughed again: "So, what can I explain to them? People who know me naturally know that I won't do that, and people who don't know me no matter how I explain, they will think that I am making excuses .”

"But now many people in the school are spreading the rumor, won't this rumor affect you?" Cheng Ye expressed his worry.

"I just need to know that I am sitting upright." Qiu Chuyi was still smiling, but suddenly said: "And in their hearts, they should wish that I was such a bad person, right? It's hard to say, some things don't just rely on I can easily reverse it by myself."

How can there be a saint in this world?

Imperfection is the norm in everyone's eyes.

If there is something different about you from others, then you will definitely become an outlier in the crowd.Regardless of whether that difference is good or bad, they will try their best to assimilate you, and even slander or insult you—as long as they can drag you off the altar and transform you into a person like them, who will care about them What method did you use?

Cheng Ye didn't really understand what Qiu Chuyi meant at that time until later, when he was older.

People who spread such rumors are probably taking advantage of the psychology of the public, right?

Whether it was before or now, as long as Cheng Ye thinks of the rumor-monger hiding behind the scenes and seeing the rumors flying all over the place, Cheng Ye is very happy, and he feels very uncomfortable.

But at that time Qiu Chuyi didn't want to continue talking about it with Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye remembered that after Qiu Chuyi said those words, he seemed to see through that the elementary school boy didn't fully understand what he meant, and then he turned around and leaned against the railing with his arms propped up, He raised his head to the sky again, but his eyes were closed.

However, what Cheng Ye saw next was also something he would never forget, and he would marvel at it every time he dreamed back at midnight.

The warm and clear sunlight shone on Qiu Chuyi's clean face, and Cheng Ye who was beside him seemed to be able to see the tiny fluff on his face clearly, and the school uniform shirt he was wearing was also blown by the wind on the roof It was bulging, seductive enough to make Cheng Ye's heart itch like a cat meowing for spring.

Cheng Ye had no choice but to force himself to turn his head and talk to him: "Senior Qiu, you should have an exam soon, right?"

"Well, there are still two months left."

"That's great." Cheng Ye was really envious, and said, "Then you should be fine after the college entrance examination?"

Then he sighed again: "I also want to finish the college entrance examination quickly, and then find a class as soon as possible after graduation, so that I don't have to read books and do questions all day long. I really envy you, I will be completely liberated soon!"

Qiu Chuyi just smiled when he heard it, his laughter was as light as the clouds in the sky.

"Have you thought about what you will do in the future?" Qiu Chuyi asked him suddenly after a while.

Cheng Ye replied honestly: "Anything is fine, as long as it's not the police."

At this time, he also imitated Qiu Chuyi's movements, turned around and looked up at the golden sun, the future seemed to be very far away for him now: "Anyway, I don't want to be away from home all day like my dad."

Then he asked back: "What about you? Senior Qiu, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

This time, there was silence around Cheng Ye for a while, and it seemed like a long time before he heard that gentle voice answer.

"Everyone told me that everything would be fine when I grow up. No matter my teachers or my parents, it seems that as long as I grow up, my life will be like a train running on the rails, and I will follow the rules every day. Routes, going round and round without stopping.”

"They seem to care about me—but no one has ever asked me what I really want."

"..."

Cheng Ye knew that perhaps at that time Qiu Chuyi was approaching the college entrance examination and under too much mental pressure, so he would confide so much to himself who was unfamiliar but sent to his door so much.

To this day, Cheng Ye still remembers the confusion and frustration on Qiu Chuyi's face after he said those words.

It is such a young man who is not afraid of gossip and gossip in high school, and firmly believes that "the clean one cleans himself". Would he do such cruel things like killing his wife?

Cheng Ye couldn't help asking himself: Do you really believe that Qiu Chuyi will be the murderer?

The current Cheng Ye seemed to be awakened suddenly by a bucket of cold water. He didn't think that the Qiu Chuyi he knew would be the murderer of Jiang Nanxi's murder on "[-]".

Not only Qiu Chuyi had a chance to explain to him after talking to him last night.

Cheng Ye also remembered that at the end of the conversation between the two in high school, after Qiu Chuyi rarely talked to him a lot, a large cloud just covered them from the scorching sun.

The man beside him raised his arms and stretched like a cat, as if enjoying the warm spring temperature, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Then he said softly, "All I want to do is just be myself."

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