after being falsely accused

There was some mist from the hot water in the bathroom, and the picture was blurred. His appearance just now should not have been monitored...

Thinking of this, Wen Huan's flustered heartbeat calmed down a little.

It's just that before taking a bath, Wen Huan was still a little worried and covered it with a towel, and then lay down in the bathtub.

......

After taking a shower, Wen Huan put on his clothes, walked to the ring covered by the towel, removed the towel, carefully put the ring in the palm of his hand, picked it up, carefully dried it with a tissue, and then put it back on the ring finger of his right hand superior.

Just thinking of the picture of her naked body without taking off the ring before, Wen Huan was afraid that the picture would be recorded too much, so after putting on the ring, she immediately left the bathroom.

Wen Huan came to the desk, opened the drawer where he originally put the laptop, and the laptop inside was still intact.

Wen Huan took out the computer and put it on the table, plugged in the power, turned on the computer, and immediately opened a website called x.com after connecting to the Internet.

As soon as he entered, he was asked to enter the user's identity information and account password. Wen Huan entered his identity information, but at the password, Wen Huan immediately curled up on the chair as soon as he thought of the password.

Zhao Xiuxuan was all in his mind. On the night before he was released from prison, when he was made to cry and beg for mercy by Zhao Xiuxuan, Zhao Xiuxuan whispered in his ear, this is the common password of the two of them, let him remember it well.

Count one by one, let him cry and say it.

Too much, bullying him like that...

After a while, Wen Huan restrained himself from being affected by what happened that night, reopened the webpage, and in the pop-up window, after entering his identity information, he entered the password: 03190920.

0920 was his birthday, but Zhao Xiuxuan's birthday was not told to him, but he knew that Zhao Xiuxuan's birthday was March 3.

That bastard thought he didn't know. He obviously read the materials from the prison guards, but he didn't say anything.

Enter the password, log in to the web page, just as Wen Huan was about to open the folder inside, a red window popped up directly:

"Warning, the login address of your x.com account is different from last time. Please keep your identity information and account password carefully. We have sent a warning email to your mobile phone, please check it."

"Warning, the login address of your x.com account is different from last time. Please keep your identity information and account password carefully. We have sent a warning email to your mobile phone, please check it."

"Warning, the login address of your x-net account is different from last time, please keep your identity information and account password carefully...

The beep is turned off by the temperature ring.

He took out his mobile phone, but he didn't receive the information from the website, so where did the information go?

Wen Huan curled up his body again.

After a while, Wen Huan looked up, reopened the web page, entered the password again, and clicked into the folder in the website.

The surveillance videos in the folder were all dated, Wen Huan opened the latest one without even thinking about it.

Boom, Wen Huan's face instantly turned red, and the cover of that video turned out to be a photo of him naked...

Wen Huan found the delete button in a panic, and immediately deleted the video without even opening it, then immediately turned off the computer, ran to the bed, and quickly covered herself with the quilt...

When Wen Huan woke up, it was already the next morning.

He looked at his phone, it was still early.

In the hospital, waking up prematurely every day has become a habit.

Unable to fall asleep, Wen Huan got up, and after washing, he looked at the scars on his arms, some of which were still unhealed.

Wen Huan couldn't remember why he would bite him, obviously he had already been released from prison, and in the two years he was in prison, he would no longer hurt himself because of being wronged.

And it happened twice.

He also asked his sister when he was in the hospital, but she didn't tell him why, and the doctor avoided talking about it.

Every time he wanted to think about why he had an attack, he was always very sleepy, and then wanted to rest and have dreams that he didn't like very much.

Therefore, Wen Huan has been avoiding recalling the events before his illness, and knowing that his sister and Jiang Penghao and Wang Dayou did not tell him the reason of the illness was for his own good, so he can only put it aside for the time being.

After drinking some water, I sat down at the computer desk, turned on the computer, connected to the Internet, and downloaded the study materials for the past two years.

Time passed without knowing it.

"dong dong dong"

After the knock on the door, there was Wenying's voice.

"Xiaohuan, got up and ate, did you wipe your hands with medicine?"

Wen Huan heard the voice, responded and went to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Wen Ying immediately asked, "Have you rubbed your hands with medicine?" Seeing Wen Huan wearing long sleeves, Wen Ying went to check immediately, because based on her understanding of her younger brother, when he was young, he would basically refuse to treat wounds It is rare to apply medicine, unless she and her grandparents keep reminding her.

"It's already been applied." Wen Huan didn't remember whether he had applied the medicine just now, but said this reflexively.

Wen Ying didn't believe it at all. She pulled up Wen Huan's sleeve and found that she hadn't applied the medicine as she thought. She immediately took Wen Huan to the room, found out where she put the ointment yesterday, and took the bag containing the ointment. Come out and stuff it into Wen Huan's hand, "Hurry up and apply the medicine, my sister is watching."

Based on her childhood experience, Wen Ying knew that her younger brother had to apply the medicine himself, so that she would remember it later.

Wen Huan had no choice but to open the bag, take out the ointment and put it on the table, open the lid, dip the ointment with a cotton swab, and rub it on the wound on his arm.

When Wen Ying was rubbing the medicine on Wen Huan, she saw the content on the computer screen turned on on Wen Huan's desk, and immediately asked worriedly: "Xiaohuan, are you still planning to start a remedial class and become a teacher?"

Wen Ying didn't know why her younger brother was obsessed with being a teacher. He passed the teacher qualification test immediately after his younger brother graduated from university, but because of his mental medical history in his personal information, the schools that interviewed him politely rejected his application , Even if the younger brother graduated with very good grades before, those schools still refused to refuse.

Even the university where my younger brother graduated, because of my younger brother's medical records, I knew that my younger brother wanted to go to graduate school and then stayed in the school to teach. Even if my younger brother graduated from graduate school, their school would not be able to hire him.

All the reasons are worrying about what happened to her brother when he was sick at school, or what he did out of control.

The younger brother later told her that he understood the school's considerations, so he did not continue to apply for graduate school, and he did not go to other schools to interview for teacher positions.

Wen Ying felt wronged for her younger brother, and regretted why she didn't quarrel with her grandparents to take her back, so that her younger brother wouldn't have to suffer so much when he was a child, and he wouldn't even want to be a teacher.

It's just that Wen Ying didn't expect that her younger brother would not be able to be a teacher in school. Instead, she opened a tutoring class to be a teacher. She started it with the money she earned as a tutor in college.

If he hadn't been falsely accused by Lin Yingshi, his younger brother wouldn't have fallen ill because of the false accusation, and he was sentenced to two years in prison.

Seeing the content on the computer now, Wen Ying was a little afraid that something would happen to her brother because of the remedial class.

Wen Huan didn't answer directly, but hesitated for a while and said, "I don't know yet, prepare the materials first."

Seeing this, Wen Ying immediately suggested: "Xiaohuan, if the remedial class is closed, we can teach online." Wen Ying didn't want her younger brother to meet a student like Lin Yingshi again, and online teaching is what she thinks Best way to avoid it.

Wen Huan had already finished applying the medicine, and when she heard Wen Ying's words, she rubbed the center of her brows, "Sister, I tried the online teaching before I opened the remedial class, but the students' grades were not satisfactory, and they need realistic training. Urge." This is the result of his experiment.

Wen Ying laughed a bit when she heard this, and finally asked tentatively: "Xiaohuan, can't you stop being a teacher?" She didn't know why her younger brother was so obsessed with being a teacher.

Wen Huan put the ointment away, then walked up to Wen Ying, and hugged her, "Sister, I want to be a teacher. This is my ideal. I will be careful in the future and won't let the previous things happen again, so don't worry about it." worried."

As Wen Huan spoke, he patted Wen Ying's shoulder, because he knew that his sister was afraid that he would be hurt again.

It's just that he has the same ideals as his mother.

Wen Ying has no choice. Based on her understanding of her brother, every time she persuades her in turn, it is time to make up her mind.

"I can't help you, I'm up to you. Hurry up and go out to eat." If you can't be persuaded, then hurry up and go out to eat.

Wen Huan nodded, and followed Wen Ying out of the room.

"It's time to eat. What did the two siblings say for so long? The food is getting cold." Aunt Chen complained, but she reheated the breakfast before letting the two of them start eating.

"Mom and uncle are so slow. I'm full and I'm going to school soon." Wen Lanlan put her schoolbag on her back like a little adult, and waited for her grandma to take her to school.

Wen Ying didn't want Aunt Chen to be busy anymore, but let Aunt Chen rest. She came to send Lan Lan to school today.

Aunt Chen was not happy anymore, and after fighting for some time with Wen Ying, she rushed to take her granddaughter to school.

"Aunt Chen, that's it. I'm worried that I'm tired, but she's actually tired." When Wen Ying said this, her voice was a little hard. There was no need for her mother-in-law to come over to help her.

Wen Huan didn't answer, but just kept listening.

After a while, after Wen Ying finished speaking and regained her emotions, Wen Huan passed some tissues over.

"Thank you." Wen Ying took the tissue, wiped away her tears, and got ready to go to work.

"Xiaohuan, I miss your brother-in-law a little bit." After Wen Ying finished speaking, she took her briefcase and went to work.

Wen Huan was startled, then got up to clear the dishes on the table.

After tidying up, Wen Huan sat in the living room for a while, then suddenly got up to water the red tulips on the balcony.

The flowers are very bright and beautiful.

He didn't know what love was. His older sister resolutely gave birth to her deceased brother-in-law's child. Was it love?

It's love.

A sister should love her brother-in-law very, very much.

Wen Huan returned to his room, walked to the cabinets in front of the bookshelves, opened one of the cabinets, and took out a very old gray cloth wallet from inside.

The wallet is very old, and Wen Huan still kept it for so many years.

This is a small purse that his mother sewed for him, like a child's small cloth bag toy, and Wen Huan always carries the contents with him.

Except when I went to prison, I felt that I couldn't bring it in, so I stayed outside.

Wen Huan carefully opened the cufflinks on the outside of the wallet, then opened the wallet, and carefully took out a yellowed photo.

Above is a young woman and two children. The young woman is Wen Huan's mother, Wen Mei, the older girl is Wen Ying, and the one who looks very small is Wen Huan.

Wen Huan looked at the photo for a long time, and his mind was full of what his mother said to him when he was very young.

"Xiaohuan, come here, this is the book that mother found for you and sister."

"Xiaohuan, mom wants to be a teacher. When you all grow up, mom will take the exam and become a teacher."

"Xiaohuan, my mother has become a teacher, so I will take you and my sister away immediately and go to the town, so that you can study hard."

"Yingying, Xiaohuan, mom seems to be sick. You can't wait until you grow up. If mom is gone, you can follow grandpa and grandma..."

......

Wen Huan can always recall what he said every time.

He didn't know why he remembered his mother's words so deeply.

But in the few years after his mother passed away, he completely forgot and didn't know what happened in those years.

His memory only begins when he was in elementary school.

He also forgot all the people on his father's side.

My sister and grandparents are also very happy that he has forgotten the people over there.

Wen Huan looked at the scar on his arm, he remembered that his mother didn't have it before her death, but after he regained his memory, it suddenly appeared.

There is also a mental illness that can be found in his personal information.

These all happened in the memory he had forgotten.

Including his two episodes of illness in the hospital medical records after he was released from prison.

Don't think about it...

Don't think about it...

This is from childhood to adulthood, every time he wants to recall that forgotten memory, there will always be such a voice in his mind that is very repulsive.

Seeing the ring on the ring finger of his right hand again, Wen Huan gave up and recalled the forgotten memory of his childhood.

This time Wen Huan didn't take out the photo, but put the photo back into the wallet, then carefully put the wallet back into the drawer, then got up, walked to the desk and sat down.

Turn on the computer, and there are still unfinished information on it.

While checking the information, Wen Huan turned on her phone and logged into a social account that she hadn't logged into for two years.

As soon as I log in, there are a lot of messages. Because the time is too long, the messages sent are all from a long time ago.

It has been two years, Wen Huan has not responded to these messages, set them as read, and then clicked on Moments.

Holding the mobile phone to watch for a while, Wen Huan found a picture of red tulips he took, and sent it to Moments with a few words of everyone.

Not long after Wen Huan sent it to Moments, there were a lot of comments and likes, most of them were students he had taught before and the parents of those students, and there were also a lot of messages sent over to ask whether to start tutoring again class's.

Wen Huan replied in a unified way and now that he is well, he didn't reply too much, but said that he was still busy and needed some time to prepare for the remedial class.

After the information gradually decreased, Wen Huan put the phone aside and downloaded the previously queried information.

But after a while, the phone suddenly kept ringing. Wen Huan took the phone and looked at the number on it. He didn't recognize it, and he didn't mark the name.

Wen Huan didn't know who it was, so he answered the phone.

"Wen Huan, you rapist, you should die!" A man's voice that had obviously undergone voice processing cursed viciously on the phone.

Wen Huan's expression didn't change much, and he asked, "Who are you?" He just recorded the call while talking.

The person over there didn't say who it was, and immediately hung up the phone after Wen Huan asked.

Wen Huan clicked on the call log, and called back from the call just made.

The phone can't be connected, it's an empty number.

Wen Huan tried calling again several times, but it still indicated that the number was empty.

Wen Huan thought back to the people he knew before he was falsely accused and sent to prison.

Except for the students he taught and their parents, he didn't seem to pay attention to anyone else.

Unable to think of who it was, Wen Huan stopped thinking about it and continued to download and sort out the data.

It's just that after a while, the phone prompts that there is a message, Wen Huan takes it and opens it.

"Wen Huan, you villain who raped your own students is not worthy of being a teacher at all, so hurry up and die!"

The number was different from just now, and Wen Huan also guessed that it might be the same person, and the call back was also an empty number.

If they couldn't get through, Wen Huan deleted the text message and continued to sort out the data.

The time went into the afternoon.

Wen Huan sorted out all the materials, and then went to the bookshelf to find his printer.

The location of the printer is obvious. After finding the temperature ring, wipe off the dust on it, then connect it to the power supply, and take a white paper and put it in for printing.

It's just that the printing effect is not ideal, and the ink in the printer is no longer usable.

Wen Huan had no choice but to turn off the printer, walked to the desk, opened the cabinet, found a bank card, thought for a while, put the prison device given by Wen Ying on the table in his pocket and opened it, then walked out of the room, He went to the living room to get the spare key for the door lock, and then went out.

Walking to the elevator entrance, when the elevator opened, Wen Huan saw a grandma Wu who was helping them carry their luggage before they came back yesterday.

"Grandma Wu."

"Yo, it's Wen Huan, come in." Grandma Wu smiled and beckoned Wen Huan to enter the elevator.

Wen Huan walked into the elevator, and the button to reach the first floor was already on, so Wen Huan didn't press it again.

"Wen Huan, are you going out?" Grandma Wu saw that Wen Huan didn't press the elevator, so she knew that she was going out like her, so she asked.

Wen Huan nodded.

"Oh, do you have a monitor? If not, Grandma Wu has a lot of them. Go get one for you?" Grandma Wu has to tell everyone who goes out, and she really bought a lot of them. The prison device is kept at home as a spare.

Grandma Wu said, and immediately took out two monitors from the bag she was carrying.

Seeing this, Wen Huan took out the monitor that Wen Ying bought for him from his pocket with a grin, "Grandma Wu, I have the monitor with me, so don't give it to me."

"Just take it with you, just take it with you." Grandma Wu put away her own monitor when she saw that Wen Huan was monitoring it, and then said with a little sigh: "You don't know, two years ago, you... ...No, it’s about my son, about a year ago, my son was almost killed by those bad women!” Grandma Wu was also afraid that it would be bad to expose people’s scars, so she quickly stopped talking about herself Son thing.

If it hadn't been for Wen Huan's accident, their community would not have felt that those false accusations on the Internet would become more and more frequent, and her son was almost caught. If she hadn't seen an accident in the neighborhood, she would never have thought of giving her son Ready for the monitor?

Wen Huan smiled, but didn't continue what Grandma Wu said.

"You don't know, my son's company doesn't even dare to recruit female employees anymore, for fear of accidentally getting herself into prison." Grandma Wu is old, and she loves to chatter with people when she meets someone, " In the past two years...the bosses of many companies have had a bad reputation."

"Although most of this is done by their little three and four, they are also responsible. This is retribution." The more Grandma Wu said, the more she felt, "But now it's getting worse... .There is something special about touching porcelain, which makes people panic."

"A lot of girls, it's hard for them to find a job, and many companies don't recruit girls anymore. Hey, the boss, after all, most of them are men, because they avoid suspicion and don't recruit girls. Those who suffer are those who are capable. "Grandma Wu sighed straight away, "What's the matter, why are the people who suffer in the end are those who didn't commit crimes?"

Wen Huan listened silently.

On the first floor, Grandma Wu took Wen Huan out of the community together, and kept talking as she walked, until Grandma Wu left the community, reunited with a few old sisters who had made an appointment outside, and told Wen Huan's monitor to After driving it all the time, I went shopping with a few old sisters.

Wen Huan called the car with his mobile phone and waited beside him.

There have been a lot of messages sent from the mobile phone, most of which are asking when Wen Huan will hold remedial classes again.

Because of uncertainty, Wen Huan did not reply.

After a while, the phone rang, and Wen Huan looked at the caller, and it showed that the caller was his college principal, the principal Li who had persuaded him to let Lin Yingshi enter the remedial class with Teacher Li Lian.

Wen Huan didn't answer, but hung up the phone directly.

The taxi he had called earlier had arrived, and just as Wen Huan opened the door, a young girl was sitting inside.

The young girl just looked up at Wen Huan, examined Wen Huan's clothes, and then sat on the other side with a look of contempt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's all share a car. It's not easy to make money these days, so please take care of me, little brother." The driver in the front row said while taking advantage of the fact that people outside couldn't see what was going on inside. Signal to the woman in the back row to prepare something.

Wen Huan hesitated and got into the car.