Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (9)

Geng Xiu was pushed into the elevator by Qing Huan, she smiled at him, then turned to go home, never looking at him again.

Just the moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared cleanly.

This world always brings cruelty while being warm.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw a small nervous face: "Aunt, you, are you okay? Where's the police uncle? You two quarreled? I saw him look very bad just now...what happened to aunt?"

The care and worry on her little face are sincere and sincere. Qinghuan touched the fan's face. When she lived with her aunt and uncle, she was a gloomy, introverted and thin child, but now she is white and tender. Being healthy seems to have come out of the shadows of the past.

that's nice.

"From now on you have to listen to the police uncle."

"Auntie is going?" When he heard the fan, he was frightened, and immediately grabbed Qinghuan's sleeve, "I don't want to listen to other people. Where are my aunts going, take me with me too!"

"He is a good person and will take good care of you. In the future, you will study hard, get a good university, and then find a job you like, and live your life peacefully and happily." Qing Huan smiled slightly. It was her wish, but it was a pity that she never had the chance to go to university in this life. Regrettably, she didn't even finish her junior high school. Even though her knowledge in the future has far exceeded the scope prescribed by her academic qualifications, for Qinghuan, school is a beautiful dream. She used to be in it, knew the beauty and cruelty of it, and then never had the chance to go back in her whole life.

"No!" Fanfan's eyes flowed with tears, and his hands grasped Qinghuan and refused to let go, "I won't let auntie go! Auntie can't leave me! I only have auntie!"

"There is no blood relationship between us. If you weren't stalking you, I wouldn't take you in." Qing Huan's gentle voice told the ruthless fact, "You can't depend on me for the rest of your life."

"I can! I can endure hardship! I can eat all kinds of hardships! I don’t need to go to school or buy new clothes. I give all my money to my aunt. Auntie don’t leave the fan, don’t leave it. Is the fan okay?" The little girl who was afraid of being abandoned was crying and weeping, but a person with a stone heart like Qinghuan would not be moved by it. She just squeezed her face gently, knowing that this girl is relentless, and the little policeman is basically the same kind of people, not the kind of Huang He who is not dead. The head that didn't hit was bloody, and I didn't know what retreat was.

"really?"

"Really!" For fear that Qinghuan would not believe in herself, the little girl was about to cry, "I can do everything! I can wash, cook, and clean--"

"I don't need you to do that for me." Qing Huan chuckled, "With me, most of the time will be very comfortable, but..." She paused and asked Fanfan again, "Are you sure you are really Can you do everything? It won't hold me back?"

"No!!" vowed.

"Well, you come with me."

Fanfan was taken to the outskirts of the city by Qinghuan in a daze. There is a big project here. A group of workers wearing only vests and helmets are working in full swing. Their vests are all wet with sweat and the sun is like fire. Shanshan didn't understand why her aunt brought herself here.

"Looking at them, what do you think?"

Fan fan is unknown, so: "What... how?"

"Seeing these people, how do you feel in your heart?"

"It's very hard and working hard to live." Fanshan saw two of the workers say something to each other, with grinning expressions on each other's faces. It seemed that although they worked hard, they did not lose their happiness. "I heard that many workers are from other places. They should all want to make more money and go home."

Qing Huan smiled again, "Want to follow me all the time?"

"miss you!"

"Well, you go and kill them all."

Fan fan thought that there was a problem with her ears: "Aunt?"

"I said, if you go kill them all, you can follow me forever. I will never betray you or abandon you, as long as you kill them."

How can Fan Fan accept such a thing? She was very happy when her little uncle died, because she finally didn't have to face such a nightmare, but these people didn't know her, how could she kill? And... "Killing or killing is illegal!"

Qing cheerfully laughed, "Breaking the law? Then how do you think your little uncle died? It was really an accident? What a coincidence?"

Fanfan has always deceived herself and is unwilling to think deeply about this issue. She hides her head like an ostrich, looking at nothing, listening to nothing, and thinking about nothing. It seems that everything is normal.

"They look very simple and honest, right? They are very kind. If you ask for directions in the past, they will tell you very enthusiastically, and they will also tell you a little girl not to trust strangers casually, and go home quickly. If you really can’t find a way, they can call the police for you—it’s a really good group of people.”

"But it is this group of very good people. On the way back to the dormitory after the night shift, I met a girl who was **** and stuffed in a trash can. What do you think they would do? It was to rescue her and send her back. Home? Help her find the police? Or, grab her from the trash can, and gang-rape her one by one through the alcohol?" Qing Huan laughed, "It is indeed a group of good people, but this group of good people was ruined like this A life of a person. The girl is from a poor family and lives with her seriously ill mother, but she is very competitive. Not only is she excellent in character and academics, but she also has an excellent boyfriend. Her good days are finally coming, and she was caught up before graduation. She was finally able to unload the burden of so many years of enterprise admission. But at this moment, she was **** by her boyfriend's admirer, stripped off all her clothes and stuffed it into the trash can. It was this dark and humid place where few people passed by. On the way."

"As you said, this is really a good group of people. After doing something like that, they still know to leave a dress for the girl. But what?" Qing Huan's eyes were extremely cold. "She committed suicide, and her life is completely over. Her seriously ill mother, who loves her boyfriend, who will bear all this? Tell me, who did it wrong? Why do they have to pay for the loss of the person they love the most The price? And these people."

These people are the most ordinary, the most ordinary, precisely this, and the most vicious.

Because of their mediocrity, this has become the best exoneration mask.

Ah, there are wives and children at home to support, ah, the house at home has been leaking for so many years to repair, ah there are still elders to support... so much hardship, it sounds really sad and sympathetic-but no matter how good they are , No matter how kind they are, what does it have to do with their evil deeds?

"No one seeks justice for her. There is no surveillance and no evidence. The police can't find out anything. What can she do?"

Fan looked at her in trepidation, with tears in his eyes again.

"See, this world is so cruel, some are happy and some are sad. If you follow me, you have to live this life every day. So go, don't follow me, and don't remember me anymore." Qing Huan finally looked at the fan. Slapped, "Go."

Fanfan turned around subconsciously, but she immediately regretted it, but in these few seconds, Qing Huan had completely disappeared before her eyes.

Then, he never came back.

She never saw this woman again, only when she habitually read the news every day, she learned about the bizarre deaths of more than a dozen workers overnight.

Aunt made it.

But who is the aunt? What's her last name? Where did she come from? What does she do?

Fanfan didn't know all of them.

She wanted to find her, but found out that she didn't even have any video and audio related to her aunt, and they didn't even take a photo together. Later, she went into her aunt's room and it was clean. In fact, her aunt was a clean person. The reason why she left herself was not to accept servants but to see her fear and loneliness.

The aunt left, no trace of her personal life remained. Even if the police came to collect evidence later, there were only fingerprints and DNA from her and the police uncle in this house. The aunt seemed to disappear into this world mysteriously. She appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly.

That's it.

Shanshan didn't move to live with the police uncle, she could take care of herself alone, she just... missed the woman named Qinghuan very much. Later, the police uncle also disappeared. She was completely alone. She lived a quiet life every day, as her aunt said, studying hard, going to a good university, doing a job that she loves, and spending her time safely and happily. Life.

But where's the aunt? Where did she go? Where will it be? Will you come back? Shanshan didn't leave, she wanted to guard this home, maybe someday her aunt would come back and take a look, she was so convinced.

Later, she found out that her account had a large amount of extra money. The amount was staggering, enough for her to spend her life without working. Then the house was also registered under her name, and later, the house of the police uncle opposite also became hers, but both of them disappeared completely in her life.

Fanfan slowly got used to being alone. She was alone, not close to anyone, especially men. She never walked out of the shadow of the past. Once she saw the amiable middle-aged man with a smile on her face, she couldn't help shaking.

It was a deep-seated memory, because there was a strong and gentle woman protecting her, so she could forget everything temporarily, but after that woman left, the memory came uninvited.

Then she found that she had learned to smoke.

When you can't find a lighter, the gas stove is really useful.