sincerity of lies

Xin Yongchu committed suicide by slitting his throat with the pull-tab on a can of Coke.

He asked the prison guards for Coke at noon, and said he wanted to drink it. The red cans are also festive, and can have a little taste of the New Year.Because Xin Yongchu has always been very quiet, he usually either sits in meditation or reads and writes. The prison guards guarding him didn't think much about it. After all, it was only a bottle of Coke when it was thirty.

Xin Yongchu ordered a Coke, turned his back to the camera, sharpened the pull-tab in the cracks of the tiles, and hid it in his palm.On New Year's Eve, there were two more prison guards than usual. They brought in a copy of last year's Spring Festival Gala and played it on TV. Most of the prisoners gathered in front of the screen in the small room to watch after dinner.There is only one channel on the TV, what the prison guards watch, what the prisoners watch.

After Xin Yongchu saw the TV started to play, he took the pull-tab and walked to the side of the half baffle of the sink, and cut his trachea forcefully. Friends found out that the person had died and could not be rescued.

There are a lot of suicides and self-mutilation in the detention center, but most of them are swallowing toothbrushes, swallowing foreign objects and cutting wrists. A few years ago, there was a death case where a toothbrush was used to insert the trachea. Since then, the toothbrushes in the detention center have been specially replaced with soft round ones. undead.

It was the first time for Xin Yongchu to die this way. The pull-tab is so small that it is enough to imagine how resolute the will must be to be able to stay silent in this long-term torment of death pain.

When Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin arrived at the scene, the body had already been put into a body bag and transported to the side. Because the circumstances of the suicide were relatively clear, after the scene was photographed and kept on file, they were not kept. A few prison guards were there to clean up the blood.

A lot of blood.

Xin Yongchu may have cut the main artery, the baffle and the ground were all covered, bucket after bucket of blood was transported out, passed by the two of them, when Huo Ranyin saw it, he stood next to Ji Xun, as if to separate Ji Xun Inquiry and blood.

Ji Xun felt that Huo Ranyin might have misremembered his PTSD at this moment.

He is sharp fear, not blood fear.

Huo Ranyin found the prison guard on duty: "Where's the suicide note?"

The reason why he called Huo Ranyin on New Year's Eve was because Xin Yongchu left a suicide note, which was folded squarely under his pillow and was easy to find.

Huo Ranyin unfolded it.

The suicide note is not long, only three lines.Ji Xun stood by and saw it.

"Silver nitrate is causing so much trouble, sorry.

I wish I had known about Officer Cai sooner.

This is the only way to atone. "

After reading the suicide note, Ji Xun took another look at the body bag.

The yellow bag contained a still human-shaped object, but his spirit had already dissipated from the body and the world along with the blood.

Xin Yongchu died.

Huo Ranyin put away the letter, walked to the body bag, and opened the bag for final confirmation.

He is such a person, no matter how complete the paper file is, he can't rest assured, he must take a look at it himself.

He saw Xin Yongchu's bloody neck.

He looked back at Ji Xun.

Ji Xun looked away from Huo Ranyin.The next moment, he heard the sound of the zipper being closed, and Huo Ranyin pulled up the body bag again and said to him, "Okay, let's go back."

Xin Yongchu only has a mother who has not been in contact with him for a long time. Out of humanity, his body will be transported back to his hometown and then cremated with the help of the judicial department. As for whether his mother is willing to bury him, it is not a matter for the police to decide .

Of course, most of these are handled by the detention center, and have nothing to do with Huo Ranyin. He only needs to be responsible for the Xin Yongchu case.

When they were about to go back, there was a commotion in the prison guard's office. One of the prison guards who was cleaning up the blood suddenly dropped the mop, squatted on the ground and buried his head, his intermittent voice was mixed with crying: "What's the matter! I don't want to take off the police uniform !"

He was the prison guard who handed the Coke to Xin Yongchu, and he was also Xin Yongchu's correctional guard.

In recent years, the management has been strict, and strict guard against inmates' accidents in the prison. If a prisoner commits suicide, the assigned correctional guards will at least say that they have committed serious crimes one by one. If it is serious, the police uniform can no longer be worn.

It’s New Year’s Eve, and last year’s Spring Festival Gala was still on TV. The skits on the Spring Festival Gala changed ways to amuse audiences all over the country. The prisoners in the guardhouse were amused, but they were laughing. , looking with interest at the prison guards who surrounded them, and the prison guards also surrounded their squatting companions.

They comforted their companions in low voices, but they were all prison guards on duty, and they had to be punished more or less.

These pale comforting words, the more they spoke, the more silent they became.

Finally, amidst the laughter of the TV, the squatting prison guard stood up again, and continued to tidy up the scene together with the rest of the prison guards.

Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin stepped out and got into the car again.

The streets were completely deserted. The two spacious asphalt roads were cold and gloomy, and under the illumination of bright street lamps, they led to a dark road ahead.

For the past two years, fireworks have been banned during the Spring Festival in the city, and the taste of the new year has become less and less, only the silence under the bright lights on the reinforced concrete buildings.

"An accident?" Huo Ranyin said.

Ji Xun was quiet for a few seconds before realizing that Huo Ranyin was talking about Xin Yongchu.

"It's painful to die." Ji Xun's tone was very cold, and he didn't answer the question.

Huo Ranyin turned up the air conditioner in the car, and played the soothing car music. He closed his eyes, and seemed to be dispirited by the bleak street scene. He said: "After all, he still can't escape the morality in his heart. Court. The existence of Cai Hengmu made his behavior logic so ridiculous, so his already strong sense of morality destroyed his precarious inner world because of murder."

Ji Xun said with some sharp sarcasm: "When he committed suicide, he didn't expect that a prison guard would lose his job because of him. If he knew, he probably wouldn't choose to die like this. What about the moral sense? The emotional moral sense after the event is irreversible. anything."

Huo Ranyin suddenly opened his eyes in the cold color reflected from the window. He didn't turn around, but quietly observed Ji Xun through the rearview mirror. He said something that had nothing to do with the inquiry in his eyes: "This Will this sense of morality appear in Lianda Zhang?"

Daode tried Xin Yongchu, will Daode also judge Liandazhang?

This question doesn't really make much sense.

But Ji Xun seemed to be caught in some kind of thoughts of his own, so he also became silent. He unconsciously put a hand to the place where Huo Ranyin inserted the car key, touched there, and woke up when he found nothing. Withdrawing his hands, he put both hands on the steering wheel and stared straight ahead at the road.

Huo Ranyin didn't miss a single detail, the music in the car stereo played one after another, and the street lights outside the window cast a weird halo on the windshield.

keychain.

Chronicles.

He hooked the corner of his mouth.

Along the way, no one spoke again, and when they returned to Huo Ranyin's house, the dumplings on the table were completely cold, and the cold dumplings condensed into a layer of wet oil that was unappetizing.

The orange-red wine on the table suddenly became very attractive.

Ji Xun picked up half a glass of residual wine and drank it down in one gulp.

He drank in a hurry, and the alcohol rushed his head, making him squint his eyes.

Huo Ranyin dumped the dumplings on the table, put the dishes in the dishwasher, and when he returned to the living room, Ji Xun had already walked to the back of the bar and started mixing drinks for himself.

"Ji Xun, you'll get drunk if you drink any more." Huo Ranyin said flatly.

The wines that Ji Xun held in his hands were all high-alcohol wines. High-alcohol wines are already easy to get drunk, and if you mix them up, you will only get more drunk.

"Indeed." Ji Xun said in a frivolous tone, "I can't drive anymore, so I can only stay with you for one night. I don't think your sofa has been used yet, so you can borrow me to sleep?"

"Whatever, I can't drive you away if you want to stay." Huo Ranyin didn't object, he left a sentence, went to the bedroom to get the pajamas, and then went into the bathroom.

Ji Xun's drink was ready, but at this moment he suddenly felt boring again, so he simply put down the drink and came to the sofa.

The plastic film on the sofa was still there, glowing coldly under the light.

Ji Xun tore off the plastic film twice casually, and was too lazy to move. The half-cup of tequila sunrise alcohol that he drank hastily just now began to work in his body, devouring his strength and spirit, and using them as fuel for burning , transpiring his flesh and bone marrow.

He felt tired, hot.

He closed his eyes.

When the colorful vision is closed, the sense of hearing begins to play a role.He heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, the sound of water splashing - splashing - sound, Huo Ranyin was in it, taking a bath in a fast-paced battle.

What a boring man.Ji Xun thought.It's thirty years old, don't you want to soak in the bathtub for a while?

His thoughts scattered again, turned away from Huo Ranyin and turned to his surroundings.

He also heard the voice of the familiar host of the Spring Festival Gala, and this year's Spring Festival Gala has also started.

There is also the sound of the wind, and the occasional car horn.

After eating the New Year's Eve dinner representing the family, it seems that people and people are going to separate again on the day of reunion.

Suddenly, a cold smell came from the nose, a bit like mint, and a bit like the ocean.

When the wet feeling touched the skin again, Ji Xun, who closed his eyes, realized that it was Huo Ranyin who came out of the bathroom.But he didn't open his eyes, he was overwhelmed by fatigue, and he wanted to keep them closed for the rest of his life—or at least until the sun came out again.

"drunk?"

Huo Ranyin's voice rang right next to Ji Xun's ear.

Ji Xun responded vaguely. Normally at such a time, the person who came to disturb him should walk away with self-knowledge, but Huo Ranyin did not, not only did not, Ji Xun also felt the sudden weight on his body. Sit up.

All this happens in an instant.

When Ji Xun opened his eyes in astonishment, he met Huo Ranyin's pupils. Under the light, Huo Ranyin had a pale and translucent face. His facial features were all exquisite, including eyes, nose, lips, ears, or Elegant in shape, or described as handsome, even if you take them out one by one and observe them individually, it is enough to arouse pity.

Now, this pretty face was facing him.

The water dripping from the tip of the other party's hair dripped onto the back of his hand.

"Is there such a surprise?" Huo Ranyin repeated what he said in the car, and then he smiled slightly, "Xin Yongchu's death was not such a surprise to you. But after you came out of the detention center, you have always been in a bad mood because of Xin Yongchu's death. Death makes you think of someone else."

"Your sister also died at the age of thirty."

He looked at Huo Ranyin.

The smile on Huo Ranyin's face was like a mist, and this mist accompanied his words, all the way into Ji Xun's heart.

Ji Xun let out a sigh of relief. He didn't have any reaction to being poked at the sore spot. Instead, he moved forward and approached Huo Ranyin with a good look in his eyes, as if he wanted to prove what he said with his unwavering eyes: "I've already done it before I go." As I said before, there is no scene to touch, no love to live. Huo Ranyin, you think of me too much like a glass doll, don't you?"

"Of course it wasn't because of the tragedy of your family. Everyone knows that this is the wound in your heart, this is the pain in your heart. But Ji Xun—Ji Xun, they don't understand that the real pain in your heart is not this."

Huo Ranyin covered Ji Xun's eyes with his steamy hand, and pressed the other to his heart.

His voice was very low, as if he was telling a secret that belonged to the night.

"It's because of you..."

"Hit your sister with a knife."

The fog lifted.Words are the cruelest sword.It broke Ji Xun's heart.