After flash marriage with female partner

17 years of rainy night

The girl with the name "Hua Zhaoying" was lying in front of the window, staring wide-eyed at the heavy rain outside the window, drawing circles with her fingertips on the dirty and yellowed glass mirror.

In the narrow space, only old curtains are used to separate a kitchen and a bedroom. In cold nights and winter days, they can only pass through the firewood burning in the stove.

The autumn of this year was extremely cold, as if the midsummer had just passed, and winter had entered in an instant.

Hua Zhaoying breathed out a burst of mist towards the window.

The older woman was only in her early thirties, but there was already a lot of gray hair on her sideburns. The clothes on her body were clean, but they had been washed and turned white, and there were still several patches.

She was sitting by the stove, knitting a sweater by the light of the firewood, coughing occasionally, and looked up at her daughter by the window.

"Xiaoying, it's raining outside, don't go out and run around." The woman warmly instructed, "Go to bed early, and be careful of catching a cold."

"Okay." Hua Zhaoying responded, but did not move.

The woman also took it for granted, and continued knitting with her head down. After a while, she felt a little drowsy. Her head nodded, and the knitting needle, which had been crooked for a long time, accidentally hit her fingertip. The stabbing made her wake up immediately.

When the woman raised her head, she found that her daughter who was lying by the window had disappeared.

Hua Zhaoying was born and raised here. Although she is still young, her mind is not inferior to that of some adults. She often acts bravely—or a little problem of meddling, but in fact, she has never really caused any trouble. .

Women shouldn't worry about her for this.

But today, after all, it was raining heavily outside, the woman hesitated for a moment, then stood up, opened the curtain and found an umbrella in the corner of the dilapidated cabinet.

Two of the umbrellas were broken, and when the umbrella was opened, a depression appeared on the surface of the umbrella, which could barely cover the rain falling from directly above.

The woman pushed open the door, and was suddenly shivered by the cold wind blowing in front of her, and couldn't help coughing again.

She gathered her collar, slightly curled her shoulders and held the umbrella, and walked along the deserted alley, calling her daughter's name.

"Little Shadow—"

This heavy rain lasted for a long time without showing any signs of fatigue, but it became heavier and heavier. The sound of the pattering rain covered all the sounds in the world, only occasionally a few thunderclaps pierced the chaotic rain curtain.

The woman's voice was muffled by the heavy rain.

At this time, Hua Zhaoying had already run far away in the rain.

She saw a child in the window, a girl who looked about her age, carrying a schoolbag, crying and running around aimlessly.

That is a new face.

Hua Zhaoying made a judgment immediately.

The flow of people in this generation changes very frequently, but most of them have a common temperament.

Either they are poor and have no place to shelter from the wind and rain, so they can only come to this famous messy place to pick up an empty house and live temporarily.Either he violated some boundary, and there is no place to stay in the original place, so he came to this place that no one knows.

In short, this is a gathering place for desperate people.

Most of these people have no moral values, and although most of them don't have the guts to file a life lawsuit, it is not uncommon for them to block roads, rob and fight.

The long-term residents know each other, so it's okay to give some face, but when facing outsiders, those people don't have a sense of politeness.

What's more, the temperament of this strange girl is incompatible with this chaotic place. She is dressed in expensive materials, and the hairpin bracelet is equipped with small shiny diamonds. It looks very valuable, like a big girl from a rich family. Miss.

This kind of person is the target that those unscrupulous people like to attack.

Fortunately, it rained heavily that day, and it was even more rare that there was thunder in autumn. Most of the bad guys knew they had done something bad, and they dared not go out during the thunderstorm for fear of being struck by lightning.

But not without exception.

Hua Zhaoying followed the girl, hoping to persuade her to go home——

This young lady looks like she ran away from home because of anger.

Although the eldest lady was crying as she walked, she looked very sad, but her steps were not slow. When Hua Zhaoying raised her head, the person in front disappeared.

Running is a difficult task for Hua Zhaoying. She has been in poor health since she was a child. Part of it is the sickness brought out from the womb, and more is due to malnutrition. Thinness and weakness are both external and internal problems.

She couldn't keep up with the girl in front of her.

Fortunately, the terrain in this area is winding, and ordinary people may not be able to find the way. The girl disappeared for a while, and she came back from another direction.

"Hello—" Hua Zhaoying finally blocked the other party out of breath, "It's raining, why don't you go home?"

The girl stopped, looked at Hua Zhaoying blankly, faced the heavy rain on her head, and asked back in a sobbing tone: "Then why don't you go home?"

"My home is here." Hua Zhaoying pointed in one direction, "Won't your mother worry about you in such a heavy rain?"

The girl couldn't hold back her tears when she heard the words, and said sobbingly, "I'm here to find my parents."

As she said that, the girl stared at Hua Zhaoying with her eyes wide open again: "If you live here, have you seen my parents? They were taken away by my uncle and the others. I took a taxi and followed them, but the next The car can't find them."

Hua Zhaoying shook her head.

She spent the afternoon at the window, except for the little girl in front of her, she didn't see anyone passing by their house at all.

The light in the girl's eyes suddenly dimmed, and her whole body was filled with a sense of loss.

Hua Zhaoying thought for a while and said, "Let me help you find it together. I am familiar with the road here, but after you find them, you have to go back with them."

A smile suddenly appeared on the girl's face, like a bright light shining through the dark clouds.

The girl who has been carefully pampered is exquisite and beautiful, and a casual smile is as warm as a little sun—and the rainbow after the rain is a feeling of surprise and surprise.

Hua Zhaoying, who lived among homeless people and criminals since she was a child, saw such a beautiful child for the first time. She racked her brains to dig out the thin adjectives in her mind, but finally failed to come up with a suitable adjective.

She was stunned for a while, couldn't help but look away, scratched the tip of her feverish ear, and turned around: "Come with me, we can go around directly from here."

The girl followed gratefully, and took the initiative to hold Hua Zhaoying's hand: "Thank you, my name is Lu Mingxuan, Xuan of Dayliflower, and you? What's your name?"

"Hua Zhaoying."

At the same time, the woman who was looking for her daughter along the street stopped halfway, leaning against the wall coughing and bending over.

A young man was walking around the corner with a plastic bag and an umbrella. When he saw the woman who seemed to be fainting from coughing, he was startled and quickly dropped the things in his hand to help her up.

"Sister Hua, are you okay!"

The woman looked up and saw the young man, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Lin, I'm fine."

A young man called Mr. Lin helped the woman sit down under a shed to keep out the rain.

"It's raining so hard, why did you come out, Sister Hua?"

"I went out to look for Xiaoying, and she disappeared as soon as I looked up. I'm a little worried about the heavy rain."

The young man was a little dumbfounded.

"The girl Zhaoying just likes to run around. It's not like you don't know that she has already become the little bully here, so you don't need to worry about it."

The woman sat under the shed and panted for a while, her expression was still a little hesitant and worried: "It's raining outside, I'm a little worried."

She was a mother, and it was only natural for her to worry about her daughter.

Teacher Lin thought for a while, and realized this truth, and immediately turned back and handed the bag that fell on the ground to the woman.

"How about this, sister Hua, please help me take these things back. There is a cake from my friend in it. I was going to send it to you. You go back and rest first, and I will take pictures."

Teacher Lin paused, glanced at the woman who was still hesitating, and added: "In case you get sick again, Zhaoying will take care of you again."

As soon as these words came out, the woman finally nodded.

Teacher Lin breathed a sigh of relief, put the big umbrella in his hand at the woman's feet, and exchanged the other's bad umbrella.

"You take a rest here first, and then walk back slowly when you have strength. I will go to Zhaoying first."

Teacher Lin stepped into the rain with a half-broken umbrella, and the woman held the still warm bag in her arms. Looking at the umbrella at her feet, tears suddenly rolled down her cheeks.

She couldn't help coughing again, and the more she coughed, the more she couldn't stop her tears.

Teacher Lin didn't look back, as if she had anticipated the reaction of the embarrassed woman behind her, and thoughtfully reserved the last bit of dignity for her.

After sitting in place for a long time, the woman stood up with the help of the wall, holding a bag and holding an umbrella, and walked slowly towards home.

The two little girls at the other end had already detoured most of the street and gradually walked towards the mountain forest at the end.

Seeing the road getting quieter and quieter, the young Lu Mingxuan finally felt a little uneasy, she couldn't help but reached out and tugged at Hua Zhaoying's sleeve.

She asked: "How far is it? Why did they bring my parents here? We have never been to this kind of place, and my mother also said that good children should never come to this kind of place..."

Lu Mingxuan chattered non-stop, but Hua Zhaoying couldn't answer her questions, so she could only respond perfunctorily or shake her head occasionally.

But good-looking people always have some privileges.

Hua Zhaoying didn't bother Lu Mingxuan who kept asking questions, and would directly speak out any questions that could be answered, while leading her around a corner.

"This is the fastest way. You can see all the streets inside. If there is no one on the road ahead, they may have gone up the mountain—"

Hua Zhaoying's words came to an abrupt end when she crossed the corner at the end of the street.

There is a huge banyan tree at the end of this street. Hua Zhaoying is very familiar with this place, because the location is remote and most of them are poor people. Usually, even bicycles cannot enter here. Only adults and children who have lived here for a long time will be under the tree. Play and enjoy the shade.

However, at this moment, a black car was parked under the tree that should have been empty. A group of people in black clothes and black masks surrounded the tree, and there seemed to be two people lying on the ground in the middle.

As soon as Lu Mingxuan saw the car, she immediately exclaimed: "It's that car, that's it, Mom and Dad—"

Lu Mingxuan's cry was drowned in a thunderstorm.

The flash before the thunder illuminated the faces of the men lying among the men in black, and the reflection of the knives they held in their hands.

There were two people lying down. Because they were not familiar with each other and separated by the rain curtain, Hua Zhaoying couldn't see her face clearly for a while, but she realized it when Lu Mingxuan exclaimed.

Those were Lu Mingxuan's parents.

The people around them waved the knives in their hands, and the momentum of slashing with each knife made Hua Zhaoying think of a butcher chopping pork in a vegetable market.

Lu Mingxuan hadn't realized what they were doing: "Mom and Dad—"

Hua Zhaoying reached out and covered Lu Mingxuan's mouth.

One of the men in black turned around vigilantly, but saw nothing, so he turned back again, speeding up his movements.

Hua Zhaoying's hands trembled slightly, and Lu Mingxuan slowly came to her senses. Her eyes widened in horror, and she looked at what happened under the tree in disbelief.

They all thought they couldn't help but rush out.

But it doesn't.

They were afraid and couldn't believe it. Under the washing of the rain, their bodies seemed to have a high fever suddenly, and their consciousness was burned by a ball of fire until there were not even ashes left.

Two ten-year-old children just stood on the street, watching the two complete people turn into pieces in the distance.

Those people packed the broken pieces in big plastic bags and put them on the car, as if they were going to drag them into the mountains, but there was a dispute, and the bag was thrown on the ground forcefully, and the things scattered all over the ground.

The brief noise finally woke up the two watching children.

Lu Mingxuan tried her best to break away from Hua Zhaoying's hand, but just froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.

The man in black in the distance took the shovel from the car again and began to dig a hole against the tree roots, throwing the contents of the bag down into the hole one by one.

Hot tears suddenly slid down Lu Mingxuan's face, and she could hardly help screaming.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from above them, covering the mouths of the two children one by one, and took them away forcefully and carefully.

The three of them hid in an alley full of debris.

No one saw that at the end of the street, a woman holding a bag and holding an umbrella froze in place, looking in horror at the murder scene under the tree.

Before those people turned their heads vigilantly, the woman staggered and fled in panic, leaving only an umbrella left behind.

The murderers who buried the corpses raised their knives and scanned the sides of the street vigilantly, seemingly searching for witnesses.

Hua Zhaoying was holding a bamboo basket in front of her, looking out cautiously, facing a pair of dark eyes and the knife in his hand dripping blood.

Her heart almost stopped suddenly at that glance, and it has become a long-lasting nightmare ever since.

The man in black glanced over, stayed there for a moment, turned around again, and walked towards the car. A group of people gathered together and seemed to be about to leave.

Lu Mingxuan finally came to her senses, pushed away the hand holding her shoulder behind her, stood up and was about to rush out.

Hua Zhaoying grabbed the hem of her clothes, almost pleading on her face: "Don't go..."

They will kill you.

These were her unfinished words, but when she saw the other party's red eyes, she couldn't say anything, she could only stubbornly tug at the hem of the other party's clothes.

Fortunately, there was an adult behind them.

Teacher Lin, who came to search for them and rescued them, grabbed Lu Mingxuan by the back of her neck and dragged her back.

"Your parents are already dead." Teacher Lin looked at Lu Mingxuan indifferently, "If you want revenge, you have to live a good life, you are too young."

The fact that she didn't want to accept was punctured so cruelly and abruptly, and spread flat in front of her, Lu Mingxuan suddenly widened her eyes, which were filled with anger.

"You're talking nonsense!" Lu Mingxuan said angrily, "My parents are not dead! They must have just gone out to play and lost track of time. They promised me that we will go to the playground on weekends!"

Teacher Lin sighed, and seemed unwilling to argue with the young child, knocking her unconscious with a hand knife.

Then he looked at Dazzling Zhaoying again: "Zhaoying, you too, don't get involved in this matter, she has nothing to do with you, your mother is still waiting for you at home."

"Brother..." Hua Zhaoying murmured, as if wanting to refute, but fell silent in the second half of the other party's sentence, nodded and said, "I see."

As Hua Zhaoying said, she looked at the unconscious Lu Mingxuan again, and asked, "Then what should she do?"

"You don't have to worry about this." Teacher Lin said, "I'll send her back later, and I'll have a good talk with her. They should be gone, so go home quickly, your mother is still waiting for you."

Afterwards, it was as if nothing had happened.

When Hua Zhaoying returned home, her mother had a fever because of the rain, so she lay on the bed early.

But since then, her mother's physical condition has deteriorated, and she struggled for two years before finally dying.

Lu Mingxuan was sent home by Teacher Lin, and Hua Zhaoying didn't know what happened afterwards. The teacher didn't let her care, so she could only sneak out to take a look while her mother was sleeping and the teacher was not at home.

After returning home, Lu Mingxuan was vying for the right to be adopted by various relatives, but she already knew that she was weak, and there were some things that she couldn't say directly.

So she sneaked around those relatives and went to the police station to call the police, but to no avail.

The heavy rain lasted for several days that night.

When the rain was over and the sky cleared, Lu Mingxuan fell into a coma due to a high fever. After waking up, she lost that memory, and was soon sent abroad by her relatives, while her parents were listed as "missing".

Hua Zhaoying was busy taking care of her bedridden mother, and also had to deal with the teacher's increasingly strict teaching, so she was so busy all day long.

But she still remembered Lu Mingxuan and that night.

I remember 17 years.

……

Jiang Yueli—the current one—doesn't have a deep impression of her childhood memories, and some of her memories haven't been pieced together yet.

Naturally, she would not tell Lu Mingxuan all the details.

So what Lu Mingxuan knew was only that she had met Jiang Yueli once, and that she had witnessed a certain murder scene together.

It's a pity that Lu Mingxuan developed a high fever afterwards, and accidentally burned her brain out, and just happened to lose that memory.

But Lu Mingxuan was not a fool.

What Jiang Yueli said was obvious enough that when the plot was connected, she almost pointed at her nose and said, "Your parents are dead."

It was precisely because she understood this that Lu Mingxuan's face became even more ugly.

No one would want to hear the news of their parents' death from others, especially if the other party claimed that she had actually seen it herself, but she was unwilling to face the reality, so she forgot it.

Both pathetic and cowardly.

Lu Mingxuan didn't want to believe Jiang Yueli's words, but she knew in her heart that Jiang Yueli didn't need to lie to her like this, and in fact, she had already guessed about the "disappearance" of her parents.

But guessing is one thing, being pushed into the abyss by reality is another.

Jiang Yueli's attention was still on the computer, and Lu Mingxuan didn't want to quarrel with her, so she could only lean against the wall to calm down alone.

Seeing the sky outside getting darker and darker, Lu Mingxuan was suddenly a little dazed, not knowing why she and Jiang Yueli were here.

"Jiang Yueli." Lu Mingxuan called out.

"Huh?" Jiang Yueli raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Mingxuan, "What, are you hungry? Go downstairs and turn right two intersections and there is a convenience store, but it seems that there are only instant noodles and bread."

"You said you wanted to investigate the cause of 'Jiang Yueli''s death?" Lu Mingxuan ignored Jiang Yueli's topic and continued to ask, "What do you rely on? Just rely on your computer?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yueli didn't care about Lu Mingxuan's slightly sarcastic question, and explained calmly, "To be precise, it's records, including surveillance, communications, transactions, and various accounts. There is something deadly hidden in ordinary things, frankly speaking, I hate this era, and I am glad to be born in this era—at least almost no one lives in a world without the Internet.”

Lu Mingxuan seemed a little skeptical. Of course, she knew that those rumored hackers could do many "feats" unimaginable by ordinary people. With the popularity of the Internet, this kind of influence will become deeper and deeper.

But Jiang Yueli?

Even though she had already seen the scene where Jiang Yueli was perverted enough, Lu Mingxuan couldn't associate her with the words of detectives.

Having said that, Jiang Yueli has so many photos of himself in his computer, so he can't really be doing detective work.

Lu Mingxuan frowned because of this outrageous guess: "What did you do before? Detective? Police? You can't be an agent?"

Having said that, Lu Mingxuan was the first to rule out the last option——

Regardless of whether it is really so easy to see this special profession now, Jiang Yueli's physical fitness alone is absolutely nonsense.

The second rule out is the police.

One of the reasons also lies in the body, even if it is technically focused, Lu Mingxuan has never seen such a physical fitness that is far below the average line, and the second is Jiang Yueli's disgusting attitude towards the police.

What did she say before?I dislike the low efficiency and slow speed of the police, so I have to come out to fight alone.

And judging from her experience with Jiang Yueli, the other party can never be called abiding by the law, at least not as "rigidly" as the police.

"And even if they find out that you're not the real Jiang Yueli, and you haven't broken the law, you don't know if you're killed. Why can't you investigate privately? Why did you come to such a remote place?"

The suspicion in Lu Mingxuan's eyes became deeper and deeper, the direction of thoughts in her mind took a turn, and she ran wildly all the way to the road of illegal elements.

Speaking of things like a sense of justice—in fact, extrajudicial sanctions can be regarded as an extreme kind of justice, but it also does not conceal its illegal nature.

Lu Mingxuan suddenly wanted to dig out her mobile phone and search the list of wanted criminals online.

"Neither—certainly not a criminal. Just an ordinary company employee."

Jiang Yueli's words interrupted Lu Mingxuan's wild thoughts.

"It's useless for you to find the most wanted list. Unfortunately, I was the one who sent them in before. You can't find my name."