“EveryNightinmydreamsIseeyou, Ifeelyou, ThatishowIknowyou—”

Just as their lips were about to meet, He Yu's cell phone rang.

CelineDion's clear singing suddenly recalled He Yu from the obsession of desire, the ambiguous magic was broken, and he suddenly remembered all the things that happened before.

He sat up abruptly, his chest was still hot, and his eyes moved away from Xie Qingcheng's handsome face.

"Cough...I'll take a call."

Xie Qingcheng also sat up in embarrassment.

His forehead was messy, and there was a chill between his eyebrows and eyes. He Yu was not the only one who woke up from the ringtone. Come.

This does not mean that he is soft-hearted, but that he feels that He Yu's state is very wrong. When staring at him like that, Xie Qingcheng even had an illusion.

He felt that if he said no more words at this time, the boy would lose his life.

But then he felt like he was thinking too much.

This kind of look like a chick, this kind of look that only he can rely on in the whole world, only Xie Xue gave him a long, long time ago.

Who is He Yu? He is different from Xie Xue. Such a capable child, who cannot live without it?

How come I almost misunderstood...I was almost fooled by this person again...Fuck.

Xie Qingcheng started to touch the cigarette again under the irritability. After a long time, he didn't touch it, and then he remembered that the last cigarette had been smoked just now.

"...well, well, I see."

He Yu is still listening to the phone, answering a few words from time to time.

Xie Qingcheng was going to get off the car. He thought it was so **** absurd tonight. Fortunately, this call came. It's lost. And this kind of behavior is completely irresponsible to He Yu and himself.

He unbuckled his seat belt and was leaving.

But He Yu suddenly held him down, shook his head, motioned him to stay still, frowned, and listened to the phone seriously.

He Yu's voice was still hoarse with lust, but his tone was very calm and calm. Outsiders couldn't imagine that he was in the car just now preparing to take off his former psychiatrist's clothes. Ready to push someone in the back seat for a fierce kiss, ready to go to bed with someone who could be his uncle. The so-called beasts are probably like this.

"Okay, no problem, just wait for me in a while."

After hanging up the call, He Yu turned his head and said to Xie Qing: "You and me go to Baoshan Sanatorium, someone wants to see us."

Xie Qingcheng: "Who?"

"I don't know if you still remember." He Yu said, "It was the old man named Zhuang Zhiqiang that you met when you had a blind date with the little girl surnamed Bai."

Baoshan Sanatorium is the property of the He family.

But this piece of He Jiwei has been handed over to He Yu, and everything is run by He Yu himself. After the incident in Chengkang Mental Hospital, the homeless and mentally ill elderly Zhuang Zhiqiang was arranged by He Yu to this nursing home for care.

Time has passed for so long, just now the head nurse of the sanatorium called and said that Zhuang Zhiqiang was dying.

But the old man was sober at the end of his life, and his thoughts suddenly became very clear.

He remembered how he was rescued here and said he wanted to meet those young people.

When He Yu and Xie Qingcheng drove to the Baoshan Nursing Home, Zhuang Zhiqiang was lying on the raised nursing bed, half-squinting his eyes, as if he was wrong.

"Master, our Dean He and Mr. Xie are here." The nurse gently awakened Zhuang Zhiqiang.

The old man woke up from his light sleep, his eyes focused on the two of them.

"Ah, it's you." Zhuang Zhiqiang's chest is like an old-fashioned radiator, it is working hard, exuding the breath of the last living person, "It's you..."

He struggled to sit up from the bed, but was stopped by He Yu.

"Master, just lie down."

"I...I didn't bother you?"

"No." He Yu said, "We happened to have something to do outside and haven't slept yet."

Zhuang Zhiqiang seemed to be a little more at ease, he wiped his tears and held He Yu's hand tightly: "...Alas...I know I'm dying, I...I invite you to come over, Really...I really want to say thank you to you all."

"I have been to Shanghai several times, and I have been wandering outside for so many years, thinking that I have never done anything wrong in my life, but I don't know why, I am getting old and living so hard... I It's really bitter in my heart..." The old man said here, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, raised his hand and wiped his tears, "It's really bitter. If I hadn't met good-hearted people like you, I might have... maybe even a place to rest for the last time. No problem, maybe he died on the side of the road, in the pavilion... It will take a few days before the body can be found."

Zhuang Zhiqiang became more and more sad as he talked, and his emotions gradually became excited.

It looks like he just wants to get out of bed and give two kowtows to the person who finally contained him.

He Yu immediately held him down and helped him lie down again, as did Xie Qingcheng.

Zhuang Zhiqiang's mind is much clearer than before, which means that his life is indeed coming to an end. The old man has had a rough life, and he has only encountered rare kindness in the last part of his life. His simple and honest quality made him have to say thank you to them in person before he passed away. Two clear, and then left with peace of mind.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu accompanied him for a while, the old man calmed down, and then asked, "What about... that little girl?"

He was talking about Xie Xue.

Xie Xue is now lying in another private hospital receiving blocking treatment for rare diseases.

Xie Qingcheng said: "She has some issues at work and is not in Shanghai. But you can tell me anything you want to say to her, and I will pass it on to her."

"Ah... I don't dare to trouble anymore." Zhuang Zhiqiang coughed and shook his head slowly, "I really don't dare to trouble anymore."

He looked at the ceiling with cloudy eyes: "I just want to invite you...you see her in the future, say thank you to her...Thank you for this little girl...she, what's her name?"

"Her name is Xie Xue."

"Xie Xue..." The old man's foggy eyes seemed to see through a beam of light, and the Tyndall effect appeared in the eyes of a dying elder, "Oh... her In the name, there is also a snow... this is really... this is really..."

He Yu heard this, and his heart suddenly moved.

He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang: "Master, when we met you that day, you said that you had a daughter, and you came to Shanghai to find her. But the people at the rescue station and us Said, they went to investigate, your hometown does not have such a daughter, at that time we thought that you may have hallucinations..."

"What? It's not a hallucination!" The old man became excited, "She, how could she be a hallucination? Her name is Zhao Xue, of course you can't find her...because...because she is not me My biological daughter...she's my adopted daughter—!"

Next, Zhuang Zhiqiang lay on the hospital bed and told them about the unknown past.

Zhuang Zhiqiang lives in a very poor place. This poverty is not only economic, but also spiritual. Because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, all kinds of absurdities are bred in this land that is difficult to grow crops.

Zhuang Zhiqiang's mother was a victim of this custom. She was sold to Zhuang Zhiqiang's father at the age of fourteen and was beaten and kicked by a useless man.

When old man Zhuang was a child, every day he saw his scarred mother wiping tears, which touched his young heart greatly.

After the death of Zhuang Zhiqiang's parents, he lived alone, and did not have much contact with the idle, vulgar and fierce men in the village. People thought he was a weirdo and didn't know much about him. He didn't marry either. People in the village married a wife like selling a daughter to raise a son. They demanded outrageous betrothal gifts and staged a ridiculous and ugly marriage. Sending the tortured girl to someone she might not have Don't like man in bed. In the process, she still has to cry desperately, and bear the greasy harassment of the guests without any responsibility.

Zhuang Zhiqiang doesn't have that much money and is unwilling to treat a girl like this.

He lived a sober life in this ignorant village, and then he was a bachelor all his life.

But Zhuang Zhiqiang is not without close people.

There is a beautiful and smart girl in the next village called Zhao Xue.

One day, when Zhuang Zhiqiang came home from his farm work, he heard a humming movement in the haystack behind his house. In the past, I found out that it was a girl.

That was the first time he saw Zhao Xue.

Probably Zhuang Zhiqiang had a strong sense of righteousness. After the initial hesitation and fright, the little girl timidly followed Zhuang Zhiqiang back to the house and took a few sips of oily stars. Hot water, and then fell to his knees and wailed.

She said, uncle, please help me, please help me, I don't want to get married.

Zhuang Zhiqiang, who was accustomed to bad habits in such a remote rural area, was also surprised, because Zhao Xue was too young and did not seem to have fully developed, even in their village, it was rare to give such a small Girls are married.

Zhuang Zhiqiang cross-examined her situation, and when he learned the whole story, his scalp went numb with anger.

Zhao Xue is a girl from Zhaojia Village a few miles away. She is the only girl in the family, and the other three are all boys born to her mother and her stepfather.

Soon after, the mother died.

The beating of women in this desolate countryside is endless, and everyone is used to it. As long as he was not killed on the spot, it is difficult to determine whether the murderer is the husband in human skin.

After Zhao Xue's mother was buried, Zhao Xue was forced to stop studying and returned home to cook for her stepfather and three brothers.

Acknowledged the request of the other party.

The other party gave too much money, enough for him to squander for several years.

Therefore, of course he will not care that the son of the big family is vitiligo and mentally ill, so what does it have to do with him? It wasn't him who married.

Zhao Xue was so frightened that she escaped from the house overnight, over a mountain, from Zhaojia Village, to the nearby Zhuangjia Village...

After listening to her story, Zhuang Zhiqiang smoked a cigarette in silence for a while, looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, and finally made up his mind.

He said to Zhao Xue: "So, girl, if you can rest assured, you can stay at uncle's house for one night today. Tomorrow uncle will take you to the county, where there is a new hope Elementary school. If you can live in, let's try to talk to the principal. If they can take you in, then you don't have to go back, you just stay in the county and don't go back to that ghost place. Do you want to believe uncle? "

Zhao Xue's luck is bad, but also very good.

She was unfortunately born into such a family, but she was lucky enough to meet Zhuang Zhiqiang.

The principal of Hope Primary School is also a very kind woman, not only accepted this student, but also gave her firm protection for many years.

Zhao Xue usually lives in the school with the headmistress, but when she is free during the holidays, she will drive back to Zhuangjia Village to accompany Zhuang Zhiqiang to work and farm the land.

Zhao Xue recognized Lao Zhuang as his father, and called him one by one, Zhuang Zhiqiang smiling. But not many people have seen Zhao Xue, and even fewer know their adoptive father-daughter friendship. After all, Zhao Xue escaped from the village next door, and Zhuang Zhiqiang didn't want her life to be disturbed again.

The days went on like this, Zhao Xue went from elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school...

She lived up to Zhuang Zhiqiang and the headmistress's kindness to her, and entered a newly completed high school in the county with excellent grades.

The school also has a certain charitable nature, but the infrastructure, teaching software and hardware are more than a little better than the ordinary hope project. The school even has a variety of art training majors, dedicated to giving children in the mountains more opportunities to go to the prosperous city.

"She told me later that she was selected to be an art candidate." Zhuang Zhiqiang recalled, "I didn't know what an art candidate was, so she explained to me that she wanted to be a TV candidate in the future. A model, a star... so she has to go to Shanghai to study a professional class..."

When the old man said this, he wiped his tears with a tissue and choked: "I was very happy at that time, I think Shanghai is a big city, how many people can be in this place Stand up. But my daughter can go...my daughter is amazing..."

Zhuang Zhiqiang paused for a while, and suddenly burst into tears: "But I haven't seen her until now... She came and disappeared, I asked the school, and the school also I don't know anything, I followed the address that was given to me and found nothing, they were all moved out...I can't find her anymore...I can't find her..."

The old man kept choking: "I'm not crazy... I really have a daughter... My daughter hasn't been seen for many years... I miss her..."

"Before I leave, the thing I can't let go of is her."

"Where did she go...does she remember me as an old man..."

Tears fell on the quilt.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng quietly accompanied him by his side, accompanied by the elder who cried like a child.

Perhaps this scene was too pitiful, even though he knew there was little hope, He Yu finally said: "Old man, let me help you think of a way, do you have any information about Zhao Xue's final whereabouts? For example, who came to recruit her to Huzhou at that time?"

"I asked the school, and the school said it was too long, and they didn't record it..."

"Have Zhao Xue contacted you since she arrived in Shanghai?"

"Only at the beginning..." Zhuang Zhiqiang recalled, "In the beginning, she called me happily, but at that time, she only said that Huzhou is very beautiful, she saw A lot of things I've only seen on TV before, I didn't say anything else...because she and Secretary Wang signed something...a non-disclosure contract..."

He Yu groaned inwardly.

Although there are a lot of people surnamed Wang in this world, but with the elements of "art training", "mysterious disappearance" and "crime", he suddenly thought of a person.

He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang: "That secretary Wang, did Zhao Xue tell you his name?"

"Said, said, but I didn't pay attention at the time, I can't remember it. It seems to be called Wang... Wang, what... generous..."

Like a thunderbolt.

He Yu and Xie Qing looked at each other, and both saw their ugly faces in each other's eyes—

Wang Jiankang.

The first deceased in the Shanghai University Radio and Television Tower murder case.

The disappearance of Zhao Xue is actually related to them! And it became an unexpected clue for them to track down the Chengkang case and the Radio and Television Tower case!

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He Yu: Interrupted my kiss with Brother Xie...I never thought myheartwillgoon was so ugly...