Sang Sirui slowly slumped in front of the door, he curled up as much as he could, his hands folded his arms, staring at a well-concealed seam in the ceiling, which at first glance thought was a leak. But only Sang Sirui knew that it was a safe corner that he had carefully made out when he first moved here.

The gun my father had left behind was once hidden there. Almost every time he changed a rental house, he would choose a very inconspicuous corner on the ceiling, and in the past 16 years, he has been safe and sound, and he has saved the gun without danger.

But why he did it, he couldn't say. Maybe it's because my father really loves this gun, and he just wants to make up for his mistakes; Or subconsciously he and his mother are the same kind of people, his mother has been living in her own world, fantasizing that his father is just going out to work, and he will come home when he is busy one day, and he fantasizes that his father will never leave his gun for too long, he will come back sooner or later to get it, and keeping this gun is to keep the hope of his father coming home.

The reality is so cruel, they have a hard life, almost to the point of having no food and clothing, Sang Sirui is tired of dealing with his mother's increasingly serious illness every day, even if he goes out to set up a stall, he has to be worried, thinking about whether his mother is hungry and cold, whether he will do something to hurt himself without thinking about it. His absent-mindedness directly led to a serious decline in income, no customer likes one, the donkey's lips are not the right one, the donkey is not in the horse's mouth, the stall owner who often miscalculates the account, and looks in a trance, and the things that Sang Sirui sells are not irreplaceable and scarce goods. If you have money, you are afraid that you will not be able to spend it?

His stall is getting bleaker and bleaker, almost to the point where it can't be sustained, but the medicine that his mother needs to keep the last shred of consciousness is getting more and more expensive, and the two are almost irreconcilable. Sang Sirui will instinctively worry about the deterioration of his mother's condition, he has no way to earn money, and if he can't earn money, he won't have money to buy medicine for his mother, and if he can't take medicine, his mother's condition will continue to deteriorate, which is an endless cycle.

Sang Sirui is now extremely glad that he was the night before his father's death. He was so cowardly that he didn't tell his mother anything. Let the mother take her best memory of her father, and the man she has loved all her life and will always love, and has long been in love with the bone marrow, is deeply rooted in her heart.

From this point of view. Maybe my father died at the right time. Otherwise, the truth will be so dirty and desperate when it is revealed. Once it is nakedly revealed, her mother is old and has no job all year round, and has long lost the skills to make a living. She will either break off with her husband who cheated and betrayed their relationship, but this kind of decision will lose custody and custody because she has no financial resources and is unable to raise her son. Like the beautiful one on TV, the inspirational story of laid-off female workers re-employed, after all, represents only a very few, lucky, brave, and hard-working people, and mother, she is just a timid, care-loving and nagging ordinary citizen, her shoulders are not strong enough, her heart is not brave enough, so that a silk flower that has been dependent on others for a long time suddenly stands upright, which is against the laws of nature.

So if her father hadn't died and her mother had chosen to divorce, she might be doing hard work that others didn't want to do, with extremely low wages, just trying to survive, she didn't have any happiness at all, and life might have come to an end for her.

If she had chosen to endure it and not divorce back then, for such a woman who loved her husband deeply, her husband's betrayal and derailment would have been the most desperate blow to her, and she would have been ruthlessly deprived of almost the only support in her life, and she would have withered slowly, slowly, like a flower leaving the soil, and finally died, even if her body was still alive, but her soul was definitely dead. Now this is the best ending for her, she is ignorant of everything in the outside world, she only lives in her own world every day, her sadness, her sadness, her joy, her joy is all because of a man, and this man, one night before he died, gave his wife the most beautiful and warm night, and finally let her remember it for a lifetime, so that she has the courage to live and go on like this. If he could, he hoped to be like his mother, who could temporarily forget the fact that his father was dead, and fantasize over and over again that he was still the carefree teenager, and his father was still the glorious and righteous captain of the criminal police. From this point of view, ignorance is also a kind of happiness, and he hopes that his mother will continue to be so happy until the end of her life.

Before he knew it, he had already burst into tears, his father always taught him that a manly man would rather shed blood than shed tears, so Sang Sirui rarely cried when he was young, he didn't want his father to think that he was cowardly.

But when he grew up, he struggled to survive with his mother for so many years, and he always had to pretend to be strong, only in the dead of night, he could expose his weakness, and he could burst into tears, for the poor mother, for himself who couldn't see a way out, and for the father whose face gradually blurred in the **** time.

He still can't understand why when he first returned to the city a month ago, when the half-brother who claimed to be his half-brother came to the door, he didn't punch the other party out directly, but carefully identified and analyzed, trying to find out the shadow of the arrogant little boy he saw when he glanced at the store from the other party's mature and resolute face.

The other party took out a photo of a family of three, the man in the photo, magnificent, tall and straight, is the father he was proud of as an idolatrous when he was a child, and the young woman with a sweet smile in the photo is the woman he only met once that day but will remain in the depths of his memory forever, the bad woman who took away his father and almost broke up their family.

"Give me a reason not to beat you." The other party should be twenty-five or sixteen years old, but with a sense of vicissitudes that does not match his age, Sang Sirui can't find even a little similarity with his father from the other party.

The other party sat down in the living room unceremoniously. glanced at the angry Sang Sirui and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to hear my story?" Wait until you're done with it before you decide if you want to beat me out. ”

"My name is Lu Siqi, yes, you heard it right, my surname is Lu Bu Sang." He smiled slightly, as if he was happy to see Sang Sirui's surprised appearance: "Your father never wanted me to take his surname, and my mother didn't want it either, so I naturally followed my mother's surname Lu." Before the age of six, my life was so sunny and happy. And then everything suddenly turned upside down. ”

"You mean. Because of the Father, his death? ”

"Yes and no. For you, that day, you lost your father. And what I lost. It's the whole world. ”

Sixteen years ago. The day of Sang Nianyuan's death.

Lu Siqi has always been an energetic child, even if he slept late last night because he waited for his father not to return, he still woke up before six o'clock this morning. As long as this little bastard wakes up. His mother, Lu Jiajia, didn't want to sleep a little longer.

Lu Jiajia, who had been grinding by his son for a long time and had a headache, called Sang Nianyuan in great embarrassment. At that time, mobile phones were rare, not as small and delicate as they are now, and even if they were as stupid as a cow, they were coveted by many people. Lu Jiajia bought it for her by Sang Nianyuan, and usually the main contact between the two of them is through mobile phones.

She knew that Sang Nianyuan didn't come yesterday, so she must have returned home. The little boy they saw in the mall, Lu Siqi was young and didn't understand, but Lu Jiajia was a smart person, and he immediately guessed the identity of the boy, Sang Nianyuan's genuine son. So Sang Siyuan followed his son back home one after another, and Lu Jiajia simply took her son home to wash and sleep, she knew that Sang Nianyuan would not come over tonight no matter what.

A fire in the backyard is not good to appease, but a spark will ignite the prairie fire. For this kind of woman who was born in the grave of marriage and lived completely without self, Lu Jiajia scoffed. The so-called honey of A, arsenic of the other, such a superficial truth can be understood by a few people, she has never thought of getting married, finding a lover to love and have a child by her side, how carefree this kind of life is, when the two of them can't go together, they will break up and split up, and even the trouble of divorce is saved, how free, she will not be stupid enough to plunge into it, lean over and be willing to be a son of a cow.

I hope that Sang Nianyuan is such a smart character, and his wife will not be an unreasonable fool. Although Lu Jiajia is not afraid of being troubled by the other party, it will be a troublesome thing to move or something at that time, the neighborhood relationship will have to be redone, the children's school will have to be replaced, and the friends will have to be remade, the sacrifice is too big, and it is really not worth it.

Lu Jiajia didn't want to call Sang Nianyuan at such a sensitive time this morning, in case the other party's wife thought that she was deliberately going up to provoke and find fault to break up their husband and wife, wouldn't she jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it away.

But Lu Siqi was completely spoiled by Sang Nianyuan at that time, in his six years of happy and perfect life, he never knew what rejection was, and his mother's refusal answer made him unacceptable no matter what, so in the end, after he rolled around for an hour, he achieved his wish, and his mother's call finally went out.

Fortunately, the Sang family has been calm, Sang Nianyuan used ten percent of his efforts to coax his wife last night, and also appeased his son, calming the situation for the time being, even if he knew that his son would bring up the topic of telling his mother sooner or later, but now he has a bit of an ostrich mentality to drag on one day at a time, and one day it will not be able to drag on.

Therefore, when the voice of his youngest son crying and asking him why he didn't come to accompany him on the other end of the phone, Sang Nianyuan couldn't sit still at home for a while, and hurriedly went out of the door, going straight to the house of the empathetic pink confidant and the cute little son, and he simply forgot that he had put the gun under the pillow yesterday.

He thought he was careless and the gun was dropped in the car. When he didn't find it in the car, he thought it was at Lu Jiajia's house.

When he drove to Lu Jiajia's house, the people who had been monitoring his every move had already notified the people to ambush him at the predetermined location.

Sang Nianyuan had a woman outside, and people who had a heart for this kind of thing had already seen it. Lu Jiajia's residence is not a secret, when Sang Nianyuan drove from his home without going directly to the Public Security Bureau, and secondly, he took the opposite road, they knew that Sang Nianyuan's final destination was to go to Lu Jiajia's home. A large net that had killed him was thus opened, so quiet as if it did not exist, like a cheetah hiding behind a bush, staring motionlessly at its prey as it slowly walked into the encirclement and then launched a deadly attack.

Sang Nianyuan was intercepted in the alley outside Lu Jiajia's house, which was one of the places they had scheduled to ambush Sang Nianyuan. It is remote enough, there are not many people, the scene is easy to control, and the possibility of being escaped by Sang Nianyuan in an accident is small. Maybe God was helping them that day, Sang Nianyuan didn't even bring a gun, he was chased all the way in embarrassment, and ran into his place of death in a panic - the factory that had long ceased production.

The people who kept firing guns on the road were always the people brought by Feng Weijian, and they shot as they walked, making a fierce battle look. I have to say that they thought very well and did things rigorously, and they successfully deceived everyone and killed Sang Nianyuan in a cold and cruel way.

It was a day that the older generation in L City will remember. Because a golden mountain that pressed down on their heads was removed, and they were turned over and liberated. When everyone was celebrating and applauding Sang Nianyuan's death, who cared about the two civilians who were innocently implicated in the firefight?

"Didn't you say he didn't have a gun? Fierce battles or something, all faked by the police, how could they accidentally shoot and injure someone? There are so many two dead, they are not afraid, in the end things are too big to end, do they put themselves in? ”

"They're afraid, of course they're afraid. But they are more afraid to leave witnesses. See them fake the scene and slaughter innocent eyewitnesses! ”

"But how do you know all this if both witnesses are dead?" The word disbelief was almost written on Sang Sirui's face, and he mercilessly looked for the loopholes in Lu Siqi's words.

"That's because they didn't know there was a third eyewitness!" Lu Siqi clenched his fists tightly, the scene sixteen years ago, he could see it as soon as he closed his eyes, if it weren't for him, he didn't listen to his mother's advice, he had to open the curtains driven by curiosity, and then watch his mother die in front of him! (To be continued.) )