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Zhuang Mo didn't speak on the way home. He was not in a good mood, and he needed to concentrate on driving.After returning home, he also showed a different decadence than usual.He threw himself on the couch.He knew that he had to explain to Ren Mingqing, but wanted to escape.Ren Mingqing quietly accompanied her, without urging her.

"A year before I met you, I quit Guanwen." After doing some psychological construction, Zhuang Mo pulled himself together and started from the beginning.

Ren Mingqing nodded.He had heard about it.Zhuang Mo has done a good job in Guanwen. Although his father is a member of the board of directors, Zhuang Mo started from the grassroots and speaks for himself with his achievements. Who can ridicule him for being under the shadow of his ancestors and lacking in strength?

"At the end of that year, Guanwen organized an annual meeting. At that time, my younger sister was in her third year and returned to China for an internship in the company. I had another bureau that night and asked Tan Si to take care of her. She is a fan of Tan Si, and the relationship between the two Very good, I don't think there is any problem with him, but it turned out..." He didn't continue, his eyes were red.

Ren Mingqing held his hand.

No matter what, Zhuang Mo couldn't forgive Tan Si. Why did I hand over my sister to you? You didn't take good care of her and let her drink. In the end, you came back by yourself, but she didn't come back in a good way.This incident made him unable to get along well with Tan Si anymore.Tan Si was deeply sorry, but he felt that he was not the one who committed the crime, but Zhuang Mo didn't think so. Xiao Mu's life was about to be ruined because of his negligence.

"The man I should be called father, as you can see, he is very old-fashioned, stubborn, and very selfish." Zhuang Mo spoke carefully and slowly, "The dinner party that Xiao Mu attended, the participants, etc. They are not ordinary people. He feels that he has been insulted, and this insult was not imposed on him by those big men, but by his daughter. She was raped and then became crazy, and he felt that this was an insult. An ugly family." Zhuang Mo shook his head, extremely disappointed in him.

That's why he can get along well with everyone, but he can't deal with his parents with the slightest patience.He loathed that home and came home just to see his sister.He himself didn't want to have contact with his father, let alone let Ren Mingqing go back to that place and pretend to be filial to his father and son.

Zhuang Mo finished speaking.

He is usually good at speaking, but he can say very little about this matter.He wanted to say something again several times, but the language was very poor, and it was difficult to express his complicated feelings and the various changes that resulted from them.This was a turning point in his life, and it was also a shadow in his heart. He had been entangled with it for almost three years, and when he dug it up again, it was still dripping with blood.His mood was extremely low, and he was extremely disappointed in himself and the whole world.

He won the womb lottery, was born in a wealthy family, received the best education since he was a child, and grew up to be an elite who is smart, understands the rules, and has resources. He has a successful career and a harmonious family. No dissatisfaction.He knew there was suffering in the world, but he had never experienced it himself, so he was social Darwinian, privileged, and as it should be.Human society is inherently hierarchical. He is lucky, happy, and safe. He must strive for more resources to keep this advantage for himself and his family.He pays attention to social news and remains indifferent.He is busy and has business to do.

Until what happened to Xiao Mu.

Zhuang Mo's three views were completely ruined.

For a time, like Xiao Mu, he couldn't accept this fact - how could this kind of thing happen to my sister?

Indeed, Zhuang Mo knows that this society has never been so friendly to women, even now, domestic violence, rape, human trafficking, forced prostitution, sexual harassment, sex discrimination in the workplace...all kinds of unimaginable crimes happen every day, He is very clear about this, and even because of the information advantage, he is closer to the truth than ordinary people.But he never thought that this would happen to Xiao Mu.Xiao Mu is different.She has been the apple of the eye since she was a child, the proud daughter of heaven, graduated from the Ivy League, smart and thoughtful, she will have her own business, start a family with outstanding elite men, no financial pressure, no need to swallow her anger, be respected, and enjoy security.Evil should never have happened to her.

Evil should never have happened to them.

Why are they still victims when they are so rich and powerful? !

"Maybe this is a kind of retribution." Zhuang Mo came up with such an idea after his rage, struggle, failure, and decadence.

What happened to Kogure was retribution for his past indifference to all bullying.

If the world is a jungle and the strong are justice, then there will always be people more powerful than them.Everything he is proud of is nothing more than big fish eating shrimp in front of his opponents.He thought he was hanging high, but in fact he was only one step away from the quagmire.There was no difference between them and everyone else, but he conceited that he could watch from the sidelines.

When the flood comes, it will swallow everything.

As long as the flood exists, no one will be spared.

Only when Zhuang Mo himself became a victim, did he begin to say no to the shadows that were incorrect but always present.He conducted a self-examination and self-correction within Guanwen, and imposed three constraints on the article.Sexual violence is wrong, discrimination against women is wrong, objectification of women is wrong, sex without consent is wrong.As a writer, you can describe crime, but you can't say it's right, and you can't make crime a gift from a superior, even though most readers of Wireless Wind are familiar with it.Wireless wind is called the literature of factory girls. Factory girls are young women at the bottom of society.If the novel packaged the crimes they might face as "the domineering president fell in love with me" and offered them to them, even if only one person out of a thousand took it seriously, it would be devastating to that one person.A person's life is not a matter of chance.

This self-examination and self-correction has received a lot of criticism, but this is Zhuang Mo's least radical decision.He is not like his father, he is young, sharp, never bows his head, someone offends his family, he wants him to pay, it's that simple.So he resorted to other more aggressive acts of revenge, putting himself in danger.Everyone thought he was crazy, they spread word of mouth, restored the misfortune, and laughed at his sister behind his back, and laughed at his mad dog biting posture.He vowed to find the criminal and offended many people.He stubbornly broke up with Tan Si, unless Tan Si could use his influence to help him create public opinion incidents and find out the real culprit.

Tan Si refused.

Tan Si wanted to reconcile with Zhuang Mo, but not suicidally.What kind of character is he?The best-selling author and popular novelist, speaking of scenery, is actually not that important, he knows how much he has.He was at the dinner party at the time, and he couldn't afford to offend anyone at the dinner party.He said that Zhuang Mo was not sober and that this plan would not work, and secretly slandered Zhuang Mo for being too selfish. His sister had an accident and asked him to gamble everything for his company.He couldn't stand Zhuang Mo's moral kidnapping, so he sided with Xu Wei.

Zhuang Mo quickly lost ground.

He is a proud person, and he does not conspire with each other when he disagrees.He has changed, but Guanwen has not changed. He is very disappointed in Guanwen, and he has no nostalgia when he leaves.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.He made a comeback with a new life, a new career, new partners, and even his own partner.But he never forgot Xiao Mu in the attic.Without that, his sister would have graduated from college with a bright future ahead of her.Now she can't even talk.To other people, hurt is always understated, "so what", "it won't happen", but for the person who experienced it, she may stay in that day forever, stuck in it and unable to get out.All her past happiness, all her hopeful future were gone.

Zhuang Mo's father was a soldier, and Zhuang Mo was instilled with some old-fashioned but not so bad ideas since he was a child.He is a man who takes care of his family, takes care of his sister, and takes responsibility for them.He was raised in this way since he was a child, and he took it as his creed since he was a child.He is four years older than Xiao Mu, but he has never bullied her.

My mother's hometown is in the countryside, a beautiful village full of water.He still remembers that when he and his sister were young, they went barefoot on the meadow to catch loaches and dig river crabs.The water and grass are so abundant that even adults can't tell where is the water and where is the grass. The water looks very clear and shallow, but the silt under the water is very dangerous.He scouted the road ahead and asked his sister to follow his footprints closely, stepping on the ground where he walked, which was solid, but her sister was lighter than him, and the soles of her feet were slippery.

She sank into the mud, her lower body was engulfed in the blink of an eye, screaming and thumping.It is only when the water is muddy that the true nature of the swamp appears.

Zhuang Mo showed a calmness that didn't match his age.He first told his sister not to cry or move, but his majesty played a role. Although my sister was very scared, she still followed suit with her lips pursed.The speed of sinking slowed down, and she survived a desperate situation. With teary eyes, she squeezed out a nervous smile, and reached out to him for a hug.Zhuang Mo reached out and tried to pull her up, but the mud was very heavy, and the meadow he was standing on was not very solid.

The younger sister knew that things were going to be difficult, so she grinned and cried again.

"It's okay, don't cry." Zhuang Mo comforted her.

He wanted to go back and call someone.But they went too far, and the village shrunk to a small size, like a row of old black and white blocks.They sneaked out, and no one would come out to find them at this time.Perhaps by the time he ran to the village, his sister would have been submerged in mud.

Zhuang Mo looked left and right, and saw a bamboo pole on the ridge of the field.It was used by the villagers for fishing and lobster fishing, and it was thrown away after being used once, and the carrion of an unknown animal was still hanging on one end.Zhuang Mo ran there to pick it up, checked the hardness, and wondered if it was enough to bear the weight of a little girl, he was not sure.He is still young and doesn't know many things.He is also very afraid of the quagmire that eats people, but he is an older brother, and his younger sister is now trapped in it.

He stood on the ridge of the field and handed the long bamboo pole to his sister.The mud had reached her chest, and she raised her hands, waving her little hands in the air, expecting rescue from her brother.When she grabbed the other end of the bamboo pole, her bleary eyes lit up.

"Hold on, don't let go." Zhuang Mo estimated the distance, "Maybe you might not get in the mud, but don't let go."

Never let go. 4-year-old Shen Congmu kept this in mind, and watched his brother spit twice into the palm of his hand with a mournful face.

"Soon." He promised.

He began to pull the bamboo pole back.Xiao Mu fell forward, and the quagmire soon covered her neck. She raised her face pitifully, looking at her brother on the shore and the vast expanse of sky.With a sullen face and gritted teeth, he tugged on the uneven bamboo pole, against the weight of the four-year-old child and the huge resistance of the mud.He exerted all his strength and withdrew his hands bit by bit, and Xiao Mu got closer and closer to the shore, but she kept sinking due to her own weight.

"Wow!" Xiaomu was so scared that she closed her eyes and cried.

"Shut up!" My brother said anxiously.

The cries cut off, because the mire swallowed her whole.The pervasive viscous liquid poured into her cochlea, nostrils and mouth, and she fell into a terrible, suffocating darkness.

"Catch!" her brother yelled at her.

She does.She was holding a bamboo pole in her hand, the only solid thing in this chaotic, shapeless quagmire.

The bamboo pole moved forward little by little, and she surfaced little by little.The mud that swallowed everything under her feet turned into a hard field at some point. My brother threw away the pole and pulled her out of the mud with his bloody hand pierced by the bamboo pole, wiping the mud from her nostrils and mouth.

"Wow!" Shen Congmu, who looked like a clay figurine, threw himself into his brother's arms to hug him.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother is here." He picked her up and walked back, leaving the quagmire behind.

It's all right, my brother is here.Xiaomu probably always remembers this sentence, and has always been very clingy to him.Although he is getting busier and busier, she still adores and trusts him as she did when she was a child, and sends him her bad mood during American time, hoping to get his comfort and protection.

He is very busy, sometimes back, sometimes put aside.His sister changed a lot every time they met, from the little girl in his impression to a mature and elegant lady.He lamented the rush of time, went to Moments to look up her recent situation, and gave her a thumbs up.

That night, Xiao Mu sent him a message saying that she was drunk.

He replied: Who told you to drink?

He had guests to accompany him, and he couldn't get away, thinking that Tan Si would be by her side, nothing would happen, she was a big girl now.

however……

Now Zhuang Mo always thinks about the incident when they were in the mud when they were young, and sometimes he can still do it in his dreams, hearing the childish but responsible voice of that boy——

"Hold on, don't let go."

"Maybe you won't get in the mud, but don't let go."

"soon."

"It's okay, brother is here!"

"Brother is here."

So why did things become like this?

It was difficult for him to connect this depressed and crazy woman with the little fat girl who was crying vigorously in his arms.Had she believed at the last moment that his brother could save her?

He will never know why the 9-year-old can pull Xiao Mu out of the quagmire with his lonely courage, but the 29-year-old cannot.

In the past three years, he has been trying to find out who the murderer is, but he has found nothing: "When I found her, she was clean, she had taken a shower, there were no fabrics, fingerprints, nothing at the scene. Surveillance It was completely deleted. I asked someone to investigate them, those people, all of them had a chaotic relationship between men and women, and four of them had a history of sexual assault. Anyone is possible, and no one is. No one returned her innocence, and the family felt that she It's embarrassing, and I even thought she was lying for a while. I just..."

Can't do it.

I can't pull her out of the quagmire like I did when I was 9 years old.

Zhuang Mo stared at Ren Mingqing in pain, his eyes became more and more red, but the tears were still unresolved.

Ren Mingqing gently hugged him into her arms.

He knew Zhuang Mo.How powerful Zhuang Mo is, and how proud he is.Strength and pride give birth to a sense of responsibility, he will subconsciously be responsible to the people around him, and he also has an unfounded confidence: follow me, and they will have a wonderful life.If there are ups and downs in their lives, Zhuang Mo will blame it on himself.

"Sometimes bad things just happen." Ren Mingqing stroked his soft hair, "It's not your fault, and you don't need to be so strong all the time."

Zhuang Mo finally cried silently.This incident has tortured him for too long.

He vented his emotions for a while, and Ren Mingqing asked him some details of the case.Zhuang Mo still didn't know what happened that night, and there were different opinions, but he had a lot to talk about with the suspects.He excitedly took out a lot of information, all of which were the results of his investigation by private investigators.He talked for a full quarter of an hour, and suddenly became afraid of Ren Mingqing's quiet posture.

Speaking of what happened to his sister, it was difficult for him to calm down, and he inevitably used words to anger him.He again used dishonest means to investigate the suspects, even though they were all legally innocent.He remembered the last time he was in Guanwen, everyone thought he was crazy.He is too independent and not good at exposing his weakness to others, even Ren Mingqing, as long as he doesn't get things done, he won't tell him, just like his housework, he is used to facing difficult problems alone.

At this moment, he was worried that Ren Mingqing was afraid of his fanaticism, and also worried that Ren Mingqing would despise his ability, so he belatedly shut up.

Ren Mingqing looked at him twice.

"...Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked seriously.

He probably sorted out the ins and outs, and Zhuang Mo's sudden stop made him feel that it was time to express his opinion.

Zhuang Mo stared at him for a long time, hugged his waist tightly, and buried him in his chest.

"What's wrong?" Ren Mingqing was extraordinarily gentle tonight.

Zhuang Mo was alone for too long, and he never thought that anyone would be willing to be with him.

"Otherwise?" Ren Mingqing shrugged, "This matter is not over yet, he can't just get away with it like this."