suddenly tired

It was a cool night, which made people like it. When Ji Sumian opened his eyes again, there was still silence around him. He turned on his phone to check the time, and it was still his annoying biological clock.Without disturbing the people around him, he got up quietly, opened the tent a crack, and sat there watching the fish.He appreciates the peacefulness of the fish and their sense of boundaries. He eats happily when feeding them, and swishes their tails to swim away when they are full. It seems easy to be satisfied.

Ji Sumian didn't know why so many thoughts were piling up in his mind this early in the morning, it was a silent crowd.He thought about the house, the project of Xingyuan, the night of hugging and sleeping together just now, this extremely romantic anniversary, the embarrassing but bright night two years ago, and he kept thinking about Zhong Lei turning over and finding him Not there, he became dazed, his eyes were not fully opened, and he was brought back into the sleeping bag and continued to lie down.

Ji Sumian thought that although emotion is an abstract thing, it actually exists in their small house, and also exists in their comfortable state of mind at this moment.

Before he left, he huddled with the children and said goodbye to the clownfish and the little turtle, and then gave Zhong Lei his hand and led him to the parking lot.

This morning, after sending Ji Sumian to the company, Zhong Lei went to Lao Fang's house.The old man said mysteriously last night that he was invited to go to talk to him about something, and he still used the word "talk". Zhong Lei had never seen him talk to him in written language so seriously. Still a little uneasy.

Good things are often unpredictable, and bad things are sure to worry about.

When Lao Fang put a piece of diagnosis paper in front of him, Zhong Lei had to admit that he had a vague sense of fear. At this moment, a gust of hot flashes blew from the balcony. He took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice: "When did this happen?"

"Two or three days ago, I felt a little uncomfortable. I went for an examination, and it was already late. At my age, I didn't want to go to the hospital to torture myself, so I prescribed some medicine and came back to take it." Lao Fang saw his expression was serious. Shitou smiled, "I called you here. I thought about it and I have to tell you some things. Don't bother me."

Zhong Lei didn't move or speak, he really looked like a rock.

"Let's do a notarization of the will another day, the house and the money, I don't know how much money is left, anyway, let's count what is left, I don't have any relatives or friends, you take all of these. ——Hey, don't Refuse, you can't refuse this matter. I'm gone, so I'll sell the house, and if Su Mian wants to continue studying, it may not be enough, you can figure it out."

The stone was still fixed on the sofa, with his head hanging down.

Lao Fang sighed: "Now I kind of understand why some people don't want to die with peace. Maybe I just want to see what I will lose when the end is approaching. I am not afraid of death at all, although—" He looked at Zhong Lei, He bowed his head again, as if he couldn't bear to reveal the connection between the two of them, "I still have a little bit of reluctance, but I can face it calmly. Seeing my wife and children, I have wanted to go there more than ten years ago."

Zhong Lei didn't know what kind of mood he was in to drive the car downstairs to Junwei. He turned off the engine and sat there blankly. He didn't see when Ji Sumian was going out until he opened the car door and sat down.

Seeing Zhong Lei staring at him blankly, Ji Sumian touched his face: "What's the matter, brother Lei, are you going?"

"Give me a hug."

"Oh, you're so clingy!" Ji Sumian put her arms around his neck, but in the next second she felt a force rubbing him into her arms and hugging him.

"I really want to smoke a cigarette." Zhong Lei's voice was desolate and hoarse.

Sensing something was wrong, Ji Sumian hurriedly said, "Then I'll buy it for you."

"No, just suck you up."

He smiled, and with a little more force, he hugged this inexplicably sad person tightly.

The word death turned into a swamp, trapping him, hindering him with a strong adsorption force, unable to escape, a kind of twists and turns and strange dull pain rushed in his blood, Zhong Lei was already in tears, but he I didn't realize it.

Ji Sumian couldn't see his face, but could only feel his chest rising and falling, and he was taking a deep and slow breathing, as if he was deliberately controlling the frequency. There was a twitch, and shortly after, he felt the wetness on his shoulder.

Ji Sumian hurriedly held his face, and kept asking what happened, what happened, he didn't know what kind of disaster could make this tall and straight body suddenly collapse.

After returning home, Ji Sumian first called Zhao Xinyu.

"Sister Xiaoyu, Uncle Fang was found to have advanced liver cancer a few days ago, did you know about this?"

"What?! No way."

"Oh, it's hard for me to accept it, but I still don't want him to give up so easily. How can you get him to actively treat him?"

"No, wait a minute. Before he came to work in the tavern, didn't he have a medical examination when he applied for a health certificate? If everything was normal at that time, it is impossible to develop into a late stage so quickly. Where did he have the examination? "

"I do not know either."

"Do you have the inspection report? Take a picture and show it to me."

"We don't have it, we're all at his place."

"Well, let Brother Lei pick me up early tomorrow morning. We go to his house, and we have to tie him to the hospital. I will contact the director of the oncology department first and ask him to show Uncle Fang before he goes to the clinic tomorrow morning. "

After Zhong Lei returned home, he cooked a bowl of noodles for Ji Sumian. He didn’t eat it himself. He took a shower first, leaned on the bed, and checked the time. There were still about ten hours before he went to pick up Zhao Xinyu. His brain processing today The machine is a little overloaded, and he has been thinking of various ways, but he has denied himself one by one. He can't control these useless thoughts in his mind, and wants his brain to stop thinking about these useless things. He hopes that these ten hours It passed quickly, but there was no sleepiness, and I didn't know how to get through this unpredictable long night.

Ji Sumian stuffed himself into the quilt and hugged him, Zhong Lei sighed softly, human beings can't find any way out in the confrontation with death, they can only find shelter from other people.

"Talk to me, Brother Lei, what happened to Uncle Fang before?"

"...This matter is a bit long."

"It doesn't matter, we still have time, and Uncle Fang must still have a chance."

When his wife passed away due to illness, his daughter Fang Ling was only 8 years old. Since then, Lao Fang has lived alone with his daughter. Considering his special occupation, in order to better accompany and take care of the child, Lao Fang gave up several times. The opportunity for promotion has always been in the grassroots police station. His goal is to find a good job for his daughter after graduating from college. He retired smoothly. He has made no achievements but lived a peaceful life.

On the day his daughter committed suicide, Lao Fang received a police mission to a company in the jurisdiction to deal with customers picking quarrels and provoking trouble. He was stopped halfway and told him to go directly to school.Fang Ling is a third-year student in the history department of Normal University. His grades are average, his looks are not outstanding, and he has no talents. In short, he is a very ordinary college student.Lao Fang and his daughter have a close relationship, and they talk about almost everything. They have also communicated about the relationship issues that are not easy to talk about between ordinary fathers and daughters. Lao Fang’s standard is to encourage his daughter to fall in love, but he must take safety measures. In the words he often said, "Don't get sick and don't kill people", Fang Ling always felt that such a father was very avant-garde, and he had nothing to hide, and would tell his father any thoughts.

This sudden tragedy made Lao Fang unacceptable. He would never believe the conclusion of suicide. Until the autopsy found traces of sexual assault, he still could not explain the doubts in his heart. This did not constitute a reason for suicide. His father was a policeman. The closest friend again, she couldn't have committed suicide without saying anything.

However, there was no other evidence to support the homicide, and there were witnesses to her daughter's suicide. The case was closed, but the knot in Lao Fang's heart was not resolved, so he continued to visit and investigate.

I asked many students in the school, but there were no effective clues. Until that day, a girl came to him and asked timidly, "Are you the policeman who came to investigate the matter of Senior Fang Ling?"

"Yes, how do you know I'm a policeman?"

"I've seen the police handle a case. You all have a small notebook, your pen, and a national emblem on it. I guess it should be."

"Well, you are very observant, do you know Fang Ling?"

"I met you at the meeting of the club, but I didn't speak. Actually, I have seen you come many times, sometimes in the cafeteria, sometimes in the football field."

"So, do you have something to tell me, right?" Lao Fang was a little excited at the moment. It had been half a month, and this might be his first clue, but he could see the timidity of the girl in front of him, so he forcibly Suppressing your emotions, try to slow down your tone and say, "Can we find a place to sit and chat?"

"I might have encountered the same thing as senior sister."

As soon as the girl opened her mouth, Lao Fang felt that this clue was very valuable.He remained calm, handed over a bottle of juice, unscrewed it for her, and encouraged her to speak slowly.

"In those few days, I felt very confused. My memory was not very clear and incoherent. I only remembered attending classes in the classroom, then going back to the dormitory to sleep, and then waking up from a nap. I felt very uncomfortable, and my body... still hurts .”

When Lao Fang heard such a description, he probably judged in his heart that he was drugged.

The girl went on to say: "Later I told my mother, she said she was afraid that calling the police would affect me too much, at school... you know... Anyway, she took me to see a psychiatrist, and the doctor advised me to call the police... Uncle, Am I calling the police if I tell you this?"

"Do you want to count or not?"

"I'm not mentally prepared yet. In case the police come looking for me, I... I told you this time, can it be counted?"

"Yes, then it's not considered calling the police, but you are helping me. Can you say more? What time, what fragments are in your memory, can you tell me?"

The result of the girl's efforts to recall is still fragmented, but at least it proves that she has lost one to two days, and has no memory at all.

"Girl, thank you very much. Uncle has another request. Can you help me find out about your school, is there any girl in a similar situation?"

"Uh..." The girl hesitated, "Uncle, actually, I'm not very popular at school, I don't know anyone well, my classmates and roommates all nodded, I don't have...a particularly good friend, they always think I'm I'm not very gregarious, and I don't know how to talk, so..."

Lao Fang was startled, and suddenly remembered that Fang Ling was like this, he had no particularly close friends, and had a normal relationship with his classmates and roommates.

"Last question, where is your home?"

"Bantu, it used to be a county, but it has just been changed to Bantu District, not far from the school."

——That's right, local students who walk alone, even if they are not in the dormitory, will be considered as going home, and this is his chosen crime target!

He got up and stood still, looking at everything his daughter saw every day when she was alive - the open and noisy basketball court, the cafeteria full of people, a few girls passing by laughing, and a boy chasing after him on a bicycle. The seemingly ordinary but lurking dangerous campus and the girl in front of her, what happened to her and Fang Ling, or the unknown ones, is there another victim...