She is in the fog

Mingmei closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one, so just go for it!
She stood up resolutely and strode towards the stage, looking as if she was ready to sacrifice herself.

So, the spotlight on the stage followed Li Bufan and walked slowly off the stage. The spotlight off the stage followed Mingmei and walked quickly toward the stage. As luck would have it, the two beams of light met at the steps and merged into a brighter beam of light.

Mingmei stood at the bottom of the stairs, and Li Bufan stood on the stairs. Then, one lowered his head, and the other raised his head. They smiled politely and nodded, staring at each other for a moment. After that, Li Bufan planned to walk down the stairs. However, perhaps because her attention was not on the stairs, she missed a step when she walked down the stairs, stumbled forward, and directly knocked Mingmei to the ground.

"Boom-"
Mingmei's body hit the floor with a noise. Li Bufan hurriedly supported himself with his hands and half squatted down, then quickly helped Mingmei up.

"I'm sorry, I lost my balance, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Mingmei said this, but her eyes suddenly turned red.
It hurts. My ankle hurts so much.

The lighting technician quickly turned on all the lights, and the auditorium was instantly filled with light, as if it were daytime.

Jiang Qi also rushed forward to check the situation, "What happened? Did he fall?"

Mingmei didn't want to affect the progress of the conference, so she quickly shook her head, endured the pain, and walked to the center of the stage as if nothing had happened.

Li Bufan looked at Mingmei on the stage, and then at the back of her hand. There was a red scratch mark on the white back of her hand. What happened just now happened too suddenly. Seeing Mingmei's head about to hit the ground, she quickly stretched out her hand to protect her head, but it also hurt the back of her hand.
She twisted her wrist and walked back to her seat with a serious face.

"He Xi, why are you standing there?" Wen Wan said anxiously, "You're blocking my view. How can I record Ming Mei?"

He Xi was worried about Ming Mei's situation. When he heard Wen Wan say this, he was curious about why she was still thinking about the video at this time. He turned around and asked, "Didn't you see what happened just now?"
Wen Wan blinked her eyes: "I was adjusting the DV just now, what happened?"
"never mind."
He Xi sat back in his seat and watched Ming Mei slowly walk off the stage intently.

After Ming Mei returned to her seat, she handed the certificate of honor and the red envelope to He Jiahe, "He Jiahe, please help me get it." Then she said to Zhong Nuo, "Teacher Zhong, I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, he winked at Wen Wan.
Wen Wan understood and quickly handed the DV to Li Xingyu, then said, "I'm going to the bathroom too. I'll accompany you."

There is definitely something wrong.
He Xi noticed that Mingmei's eyes were red, and she walked slower than usual when she walked off the stage, as if she was deliberately hiding something. She must have fallen quite hard just now.
While the principal was giving a speech and the lighting technician dimmed the lights, she quietly slipped out.

Mingmei cries easily, when she is emotional, when she is depressed, when she is hurt, and when she is wronged. Sometimes, even if it is a very small matter, she still can't stop crying.
She didn't want to do this, but she couldn't help it.

The push from Li Bufan just now not only hit her elbow, but also seemed to have twisted her ankle. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat. She felt hurt and wronged at the same time after suffering this unexpected disaster.
Even though she knew Li Bufan didn't mean it, she still wanted to cry. If there weren't so many people in the auditorium, she would have held it back for fear of embarrassment. Otherwise, she would probably have cried her heart out.

Mingmei walked out of the auditorium and found that it was completely dark. She quickly turned around and walked into an empty corridor, leaning against the wall and crying.
After holding it in for so long, I can finally let it out.
She cried so hard that she forgot herself, and only when her chin was covered with tears did she slowly open her eyes.

"Amei, what's wrong?"
Wen Wan was already accustomed to Mingmei crying. As she spoke, she searched for tissues in her pocket, but found nothing. Instead, someone handed her a pack of tissues.
Wen Wan took the tissue and subconsciously said "thank you". After she opened the tissue and handed it to Ming Mei, she realized what was going on and turned around quickly, her eyes widening in surprise: "He Xi? When did you come?"

"I came out to use the restroom and just happened to pass by. What's wrong? Why are you crying like this?"

Mingmei wiped the tears from her chin, then clenched the paper ball tightly in her hand, bent down to check her ankle, and muttered, "I think I twisted my ankle just now."

"Ah?" Wen Wan raised an eyebrow, "What's going on?"
"I fell on the way to the stage."
"Ah?" Wen Wan's eyes widened again, "When did it happen?"

He Xi pressed his temple: "When you adjust the DV."

"Ah? No way? Which foot did you sprain?"

Mingmei then pointed to her right foot.
Wen Wan hurriedly leaned over, lifted up Ming Mei's school uniform trouser legs, and gently pulled her socks down to her ankles. Sure enough, she saw that her ankles were a little swollen.

She asked distressedly, "Does it hurt?"
"pain."
"What are you waiting for? Let's go to the infirmary."

He Xi stopped him and said, "The school hospital definitely can't treat sprains. The Chinese medicine clinic opposite the school is pretty good. There's an old Chinese doctor there who's very good at treating injuries from falls."

Wen Wan frowned: "Really?"

"Of course, the last time Ding Xianting's arm was dislocated, it was treated there. It was restored in less than three seconds."

"By the way, it was you who dislocated Ding Xianting's arm, right?"

He Xi choked on his own saliva, coughed twice, and quickly changed the subject: "Let's go quickly, the old Chinese doctor will be off work soon."

Mingmei stood up straight and said, "Then I'll go ask my class teacher for a leave note."

"You still have to go to the office to get a leave note. Don't bother." He Xi squatted on the ground and patted Mingmei's shoulder naturally, motioning her to get on his back. "Just follow me. The security guard will open the door."

It was He Xi who carried her to the infirmary during the last sports meet. Ming Mei was embarrassed to trouble her again, so she quickly waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I can walk by myself."

He Xi turned his head and said, "Your foot is injured. It's best not to walk around casually. What if the injury gets worse?"

It seems reasonable.

So Mingmei took two steps forward, put her hands on He Xi's shoulders, and put the weight of her entire body on He Xi's back.

He Xi was already familiar with the route, and Mingmei was not heavy at all, so she carried her on her back easily.

Mingmei turned around and said, "Wenwan, please go to He Jiahe and get the red envelope for me. I'm afraid I don't have enough money to pay for the medical expenses."

"Okay, He Xi, be careful and watch the road. Don't let Mingmei fall." After saying this, Wen Wan hurriedly ran into the auditorium.

The warm yellow street lights shone through the leaves, casting patches of light and shadows on the two of them, creating a quiet and peaceful scene.

Mingmei hugged He Xi's neck tightly, her cheeks feeling slightly hot.

When passing by the basketball court, she suddenly remembered the scene of He Xi spinning a basketball with her fingers last time, so she broke the silence and said, "By the way, He Xi, can you play basketball?"
"good."
"Are you free this weekend?"
"available."
"Can you go to the Sports City with me this weekend?"
He Xi paused for a moment and quickly replied, "Sure, I'm always available on the weekend."
"Then let's meet at the Sports City at ten o'clock?"
"Okay, it's a deal."

When the two were almost at the school gate, Wen Wan caught up with them with a red envelope.

Through the iron gate, He Xi greeted the security guard: "Uncle Zhang, are you busy?"

Uncle Zhang turned around, holding a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. He raised his hand and took a sip, narrowing his eyes and saying, "Xiao He, what are you going to do?"

He Xi said: "Uncle Zhang, my classmate broke his foot and needs to go to the hospital."

"Show me the note."

"The head teacher is in a meeting and we don't know when he will be back. This is an emergency. Uncle Zhang, please be flexible. We will go to the Chinese medicine clinic across the street and will be back soon."

Uncle Zhang took another puff of his cigarette, thought for a moment, then put the cigarette in his mouth and opened the school gate beside him.

"Don't do it again. Come back as soon as you've finished treating the injuries. It's class time now, don't hang around outside."

"Thank you Uncle Zhang."

In the Chinese medicine clinic, Mingmei sat on a stool and took off her shoes and socks as instructed by the old Chinese doctor. The old Chinese doctor wore reading glasses, squatted on the ground, and gently lifted Mingmei's feet.
I saw that the instep of her feet was slightly swollen and slightly shiny, as if it was smeared with lard.

"Twisted?"
"Hmm." The old Chinese doctor first checked and assessed the injury, then pressed one of the acupuncture points with his finger, "Does it hurt?"
"Fortunately."
The old Chinese doctor pressed another spot and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A little."
"What about here?"
"It hurts a little too."
"What about here?"
"Hiss—" Mingmei took a breath, "It hurts a lot here."

The old Chinese doctor nodded, as if she understood everything. Then she said to the assistant beside her, "There are still some herbs left from the pounding. Bring them to me."

Then, the old Chinese doctor scooped a large lump of green herbs from the stone mortar and applied them to Mingmei's instep and ankles. He then tied her ankles, insteps and soles tightly with gauze to provide a boost, leaving only the forefoot and a heel exposed.

"Okay, come back to me in two days to change the medicine." The old Chinese doctor stood up and washed his hands in the sink beside him. "Avoid strenuous exercise and jumping around. Don't touch water, don't eat spicy or irritating food, and don't eat raw, cold, or greasy food."

"Thank you, doctor. Can I walk on this foot?"
"Okay, walk slower."

Fortunately, the socks were elastic enough and could still be put on even after being wrapped with so much gauze, but the canvas shoes were narrow to begin with and now they were completely impossible to wear.

After washing his hands, the old Chinese doctor said, "Wear slippers for the next few days. It's best to buy a pair of slippers with a sloped heel, which will help you heal faster."

"Then I'll go to the supermarket to buy slippers!" Wen Wan looked at He Xi, "You stay here and don't run around!"

Soon, Wen Wan came in with a pair of pink cat fur slippers. Following the old Chinese doctor's instructions, she bought a style with a slight slope.
Wen Wan took out the slippers and put them on the ground. "Amei, I thought your feet were swollen, so I bought a size bigger. Do you think they fit?"

"just."
After Mingmei put on her slippers, she stood up carefully and tested her leg strength. It really didn't hurt much.

She limped around in circles for a while.
"It's amazing! After putting on the bandage, it feels like my feet don't hurt when I step on the ground anymore."

When they returned to school, the commendation meeting had ended, and the three of them walked back to the classroom slowly, intending to pick up their schoolbags and go home.
Seeing this, the classmates all came over.
"Mingmei, what happened to your foot?"
"It's twisted."
Ou Yanuo came closer, looking like he was watching a show: "Did you twist your leg when Li Bufan pounced on you?"

"Uh..." Mingmei was speechless.
Is the answer yes or no?
It's not true, but it is true. But the word she used, "fall down", sounds strange.

"He was knocked down by Li Bufan?" Wen Wan frowned. "What happened? How come I don't know?"

"Didn't you see? When Mingmei went on stage, Li Bufan fell down the stairs and knocked her to the ground." Ou Yanuo held his chin with both hands, his eyes blurred, "This is a typical idol drama plot, too sweet!"

what is this?
Did the CP fans dance directly in front of the real person?
"How sweet!" Wen Wan gently tapped Ou Yanuo's head. "You must have watched too many idol dramas. Ming Mei was injured! I think she must be in big trouble!"

Very good, Wen Wan finally spoke like a human being.
At this moment, Wen Wan is He Xi's substitute.

The three of them walked out of the school gate and stood by the road. Mingmei kept watching the cars coming and going, fluttering her eyelashes, "He Xi, you don't have to take us home today. Wanwan and I decided to be generous and take a taxi home."

"Taxi?"
"Yeah, my legs are not very convenient and I walk too slowly. I'd better take a taxi home."
He Xi nodded, "That's true."

"Then you should go home first. You have been sending us home every day during this period. You must have worked hard."

"It's okay. I'll wait for the bus with you. It's so late now, I always feel unsafe. I'll negotiate with the driver later, and I'll feel more at ease."

After a while, Wen Wan stopped a green taxi.

While Wen Wan was helping Ming Mei get into the car, He Xi walked to the front of the taxi and deliberately took a picture of the license plate number in front of the driver. Then he walked to the main driver's window, quickly memorized the driver's appearance, and said with a smile: "Please take them home safely."
Then, she said loudly to Mingmei and Wenwan in the back seat: "My phone is always on, remember to call me when you get home."

"Okay, bye." The two answered in unison.

As the taxi disappeared from view, He Xi turned off the silent mode of his phone and switched it to ring and vibrate mode. He turned around reluctantly and walked in another direction.
It was late at night, and there were two girls, so she had to be careful about their safety. What she did just now was to scare the driver and provide a layer of protection for their safety.

As He Xi walked downstairs to the community, his cell phone rang.
It was Mingmei who called.

"Hello, Mingmei?"
"He Xi, we are home safely now, go to bed early."
"That's good, you should go to bed early too, good night."
"Good night."

After washing up and lying on the bed, He Xi couldn't help but open the Tieba on his mobile phone and entered the Tieba of Nanzhou No. 1 Middle School again.

"The Eye-to-Eye of the Century: They must be in love, right?"
The pictures used as the cover are two photos of Mingmei and Li Bufan.

He Xi clicked on the large picture.
The dark background, two beams of light overlapped, Li Bufan nodded slightly, Mingmei looked up gently. The person taking the photo seemed to be very skilled, the subject of the photo was particularly prominent, the light and shadow color atmosphere was particularly eye-catching, the two people's eyes met, a strong sense of fate came over them, like a fairy tale.

Click on another one.
The two were still under the beam of light.
Mingmei half-fallen on the ground, one foot raised, right hand grasping the ground tightly, eyebrows furrowed, eyes wide open, expression slightly terrified. Li Bufan supported the ground with one hand, and protected the back of Mingmei's head with the other hand, with a serious expression and worry between his eyebrows.

2F: [They are definitely dating! Look at the look in Li Bufan’s eyes in the first photo, full of love. I told you, you can’t hide your love for someone!]
3F: [Even after falling down, he didn't kiss her. This doesn't make sense! ]
4th floor: [The Mingfan Party has the blue sky above their heads! ]
5th Floor: [Ahhhhhhhhh, there is definitely something fishy about Li Bufan’s eyes! ]
6th floor: [Two Li party passing by]
Floor 7: [But I think Li Fuyue is more suitable for Bufan]
8th floor: [ky upstairs, please get lost, this is Mingfan’s post! [Angry]]
9th floor: [Don’t mention Li Fuyue, she and Li Bufan are not compatible at all, and besides, Li Bufan doesn’t like her either]
……

He Xi didn't continue reading. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were filled with confusion, anxiety, and worry.

Whether it was Mingmei spraining her foot today, or the fact that the class only got second place in the total score at the last sports meet... these were things that He Xi had never remembered.

If the situation had continued as before, Qin Yiran would not have made that mistake, Mingmei would not have been forced to participate in the long-distance race, and Wenwan would have successfully won first place in the long-distance race. In the end, Class 5 () would have been the class with the highest total score and would have won the prize.
If things had developed exactly as they had before, the award presenter for the grade commendation ceremony would still be Ning Zhiyuan, not Li Jingyuan. Li Bufan would not have refused the position of host for fear of suspicion and would have gone straight backstage after receiving the certificate. Mingmei would not have been pushed down by her and sprained her foot.

And now, perhaps He Xi forcibly changed some links, causing the trajectory of development to become completely chaotic, and she could not predict what would happen next.

Maybe you should be happy.
Because this indicates that things are changing, would Mingmei not have died in the summer after the college entrance examination? Would her fate have been completely different?
But He Xi was still very scared about everything unknown. She always thought that she was the chosen son of the plane, and that this rebirth would definitely save Ming Mei who died innocently, and Jian Chun who was brutally murdered.
By now, all the trajectories of history have quietly changed.
However, she didn't even know where Mingmei's murderer was.

The murderer's name is Ren Yan. He was born in Nanke County, Nanzhou City, Nancheng Province in 1981. He is a male, has no father or mother, no brothers or sisters, no fixed residence, has a history of drug abuse, has never left Nanzhou City since he was a child, is idle on weekdays, often engages in petty thefts, and has no fixed residence.
This is the information obtained by the police investigation that year.

Obviously, Ren Yan has no intersection with Mingmei's life.
Indeed, if the information was correct, it was impossible for Ren Yan to have a grudge against Ming Mei, and Ming Mei's expression before she was assassinated was enough to show that she did not know Ren Yan.
So it can only be attributed to random killings.

But what if the information is wrong?

He Xi had an innate intuition that fingerprints were required for ID card applications after June 2013, 6. Moreover, in past cases, identity information fraud has also occurred.

If the information is wrong, then this Ren Yan is not that Ren Yan.

Considering the eyes in the photo and what "Yanhuo" said, "was discovered", He Xi can basically be sure that the murderer has at least three identities, and he definitely knows Mingmei.

Then it is not a random murder, but a purposeful one, so his motive is worth discussing.

As long as the murderer is identified and the motive for the crime is determined, tragedy can be avoided to a certain extent.

But based on the information available, she really couldn't find Ren Yan's whereabouts.
Nanzhou City is so big, it would be too difficult for her to find this person on her own.

He Xi was upset. He threw his phone aside, lowered his head, stretched out his left hand, and pressed his temple with his thumb.

Hopefully everything will turn for the better, not worse.

(End of this chapter)