The night before Hui left Beijing, she came to me. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

We sat in the park and chatted as usual. She didn't want to make the parting too sad.

We didn't talk about the past or the future, but about the recent good books, movies, and gossip, and we talked until 12 o'clock in the evening.

At parting, we hugged each other affectionately and blessed each other.

She is going to Shenzhen to remarry her ex-husband.

I, on the other hand, am still in Beijing, facing complicated affairs and an unpredictable life.

This woman is destined to be unforgettable. One north and one south, the chance of meeting is slim, but she still invited me to Shenzhen to play, and said that it was not polite words.

I also invited her to come to Beijing often.

I was a little reluctant to part, looking at her back, extremely lost.

She suddenly turned to me and said, "You take me home, let's go back." ”

15 kilometers of road, we really walked back, accompanied by the starry sky, cool breeze, tireless.

When she was about to reach her house, a demonic wind suddenly blew, and dark clouds instantly covered the starlight, and the downpour hit without warning.

We didn't run, we didn't take shelter from the rain, we just laughed in the rain and enjoyed the caress of the rain.

She said she hadn't been this crazy in a long time.

At her doorstep, we stood facing each other, her lace lingerie clearly visible in her soaked shirt, her plump balls shining with a moving sheen.

She said softly, "Let's go in and have a cup of coffee, and dry your clothes by the way." ”

"It's too late, so don't do it." I hesitated, unsettled, and unswerving.

She smiled mischievously and took me by the hand and went into the house.

As soon as we entered the house, we tore together like two hungry lions on the African savannah, and each other removed all the covering from their bodies as quickly as possible.

It was a night when the mountains were roaring and the tsunami was crying and the wolves were howling......

After Hui left, we chatted occasionally online, and I asked her if she was happy.

Not happy, she said.

Then I didn't know what to say, and it was a long time before she sent a message saying, "I miss you."

I told her to take good care of herself.

She said it was polite and she didn't like to hear it.

I said, thank you for everything you have given me, I will never forget the moments I spent with you.

She said she was crying.

Hui later divorced, and then married a man 20 years older than her and settled in Canada. She said that no matter how strong a woman is, she still needs to be taken care of, which is a woman's biological attribute.

Later, occasionally she returned to China and took her daughter, a mixed-race cute doll with big eyes, I liked this little girl very much, and kept teasing her, and she was also quite close to me, and my uncle called me shortly.

I invited them to dinner and gave her daughter a Barbie doll, and the little girl couldn't put it down.

Hui said, since you like children so much, hurry up and give birth to one.

I said, okay, I'm going to have sex reassignment surgery tomorrow.

She kicked me and said I wouldn't change.

When I was leaving, the little girl was reluctant to let me go, so she coaxed her and said that she would come to play with her uncle again tomorrow, so she stopped crying and came to hug me.

I am very glad that Hui has found my own happiness, and in the years that followed, I encountered some troubles in life, and every time I confided in Hui, she was able to guide me in detail.

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Three months after receiving the court summons, the case with Huang Dongfang was opened.

In the past two weeks, Lawyer Zhao and I worked hard to collect evidence, for example, Huang Dongfang sued me for framing him in the book, and we found out when and where he really said and did something, some of which were online videos, some of which were online materials, and some of which were from print media.

Of course, the help of F4, Mei Ge, Chen Fei, Yuan Zheng, and Tang Tingting is indispensable.

After looking at it, Mr. Zhao said that the evidence was very favorable to us.

On the day of the trial, some observers came, as well as some media reporters.

Huang Dongfang did not come, but his two lawyers, a man and a woman, came. domineering, a look of invincibility.

The presiding judge was a woman in her fifties, slightly chubby, wearing glasses, with a blank face, who looked like a judge.

After the trial, the opposing lawyer first stated that he had put on a big hat for me and the publishing house. What "counter-revolutionary rhetoric", "enemies of the proletariat", even those who listened shook their heads.

I also said that in my book, I compared Huang Dongfang's excesses to "cultural clowns" and "cultural puppets" as personal attacks on him, and so on.

It was Lawyer Zhao's turn to speak, and he said in a loud voice: "The many pieces of evidence we have submitted can fully prove that there is no difference in Huang Dongfang's remarks quoted in this book, and there is no slander. ”

Lawyer Zhao also refuted the accusations in the indictment one by one, and finally concluded: "The scale of literary criticism can measure the degree of tolerance of a society, and Zeng Xiaoyu's book, whether from the perspective of law or literary criticism, is no problem." He did not stand on either side of the 'pro-yellow' or 'anti-yellow', but only expressed his own opinion on certain people or things as a citizen, which is a citizen's criticism of public affairs, and Huang Dongfang over-interpreted certain words in the book. ”

Finally, the judge asked me to make a final statement, and I looked around and saw Chen Fei sitting in the first row, nodding slightly to me as a sign of encouragement.

Looking at her, most of the tension was gone.

Before the trial, Chen Fei told me, don't be nervous, say what you want to say, you are defending your ideals, you are also maintaining the balance of our society, everything you have done is not wrong, I am proud of you.

Thinking of what she said, I no longer had any worries or fears, stood up, greeted the judge, and said aloud: "I have my own opinion on whether the law should intervene in academic cultural criticism. Since ancient times, under the pressure of political laws, Chinese people have had an inexplicable sensitivity and fear of words, even to the point of timidity and sickness. The "eight strands" writing under Confucianism is accompanied by the desert of the writer's heart, the barrenness of thought, and the emptiness of faith, which in turn synthesizes the coagulant of the **** system. With the development of the market economy, the Chinese literary market has become more free and open, and writers have begun to seek diverse expressions and personalized narratives. Even so, today's writers are still walking on thin ice, facing scrutiny and concerns from all sides. The intervention of the law in cultural criticism is actually a challenge to freedom of expression. Judging from the precedents, the legal foundation of the Wenmo lawsuit is quite weak, and there are very few positive cases to defend the basic rights and interests of writers, but many good authors, good books, and good publishing houses have been banned in the name of the law. ”

I continued: "Actually, whether the book insults Huang Dongfang and infringes on his right to reputation, as long as anyone who has read the book can make an objective judgment without bias. No matter what the outcome will be, it won't change my mind and my intention for writing this book. I have never regretted it, and I will continue to write this book if I choose it again. I have always insisted that no matter what era it is, the most valuable words must be examined and judged, not watched and praised. Living in our time, with a lot of smog on my head, my feet on the five-colored garbage, my culture is fragmented, and my spirit is becoming more and more depressed, how many years later, I don't want to blush and say to future generations: At that time, I watched in silence as these things happened around me. Thank you, and that's it! ”

Applause erupted from the seats, and Huang Dongfang's two lawyers looked embarrassed.

Yin Deji actually stood up and shouted: "Okay! "Immediately stopped by the security guards.

The judge finally announced: "The verdict will be announced on a later date, and the court will be adjourned!" ”

Walking out of the courtroom, Chen Fei was the first to rush in front of me, didn't say anything, just gave me a thumbs up.

Yuan Zheng turned down an important meeting of the company group to participate in the trial that day, and this kid hugged me: "The small universe broke out decisively, and it was too sensational and lofty, even a layman like me was moved by your lofty literary heart!" Let's go, and have fun at night! Brother wants to charter the venue! ”

F4, Brother Mei, and Xu Lu also came over one by one to praise my speech, and Yin Deji said poorly: "I can't imagine it, our F4 is making a big fuss in the capital court today, this feels really exciting!" It doesn't matter what yellow and black orientals he is, F4 doesn't care about it! That's what happens to F4! ”

Lawyer Zhao said with emotion: "Seeing you passionate young people, I also feel that I am a teenager younger, and you make me think of when I was young, which is really good." Xiaoyu, no matter what the outcome is, these experiences are a precious asset for you, and you have so many supportive friends who are happy for you. ”

I thanked Mr. Zhao and said, "I don't care about the outcome anymore, as you said, the experience is more important than anything else, and I am enjoying it now." ”