Hearing this, Han Qingwen was in a trance.

His grades are not good, and he is often said by his parents, once something happens, the family will think that it is Han Qingwen's fault, in their eyes, he seems to be this unsuccessful son.

Han Qingwen doesn't like his family, he feels like he picked it up, they don't care about themselves at all, just like today, his parents didn't even say a happy birthday to him.

The story continues, just when people think that this thug is the cause of the fire, an investigation report is transmitted to the forensic science research center, it turns out that the cause of the fire is not a deliberate arson, but an old power strip fire, this person who looks like a thug, is also one of the victims.

During the investigation, Dr. Qin of the research center also found that the rope strangulation marks on the deceased's body were not caused by binding, but by a kind of binding method used by firefighters to drag unconscious people at the fire scene.

The picture returned to the bungalow full of garbage, Director Shen took the intern Xiao Xiao to visit again, halfway through the game, the director's phone rang, and Xiao Xiao played chess instead, he was superb in chess, and soon won the old man.

Director Shen learned on the phone that the survivor had woken up, and she told everyone that the person who had died was actually in the building often, and that he had a very good relationship with all the shopkeepers, and that there were many photos of the survivors in their homes, all of which were taken by him and the other nine deceased.

The truth is revealed.

At the Forensic Science Research Center, the doctors invited the parents of the deceased, and Xiao Xiao explained the whole incident to them.

"Mr. Chen Shanquan often comes to the building where the fire broke out, and has a good relationship with the shopkeepers, after the fire, he used the firefighters' method to save people to tie up the surviving lady with a rope, rescued her from the building, and then went in again to save others, but never came out, these suspected beatings on his body are all left in the process of fire rescue."

Taking out the photos taken by Chen Shanquan and others, Xiao Xiao continued.

According to the surviving woman, Chen Shanquan often said that he had been in prison before, had committed crimes, and had no face to go home again, but he met other people who opened the shop here, and every Chinese New Year, he would come here to spend time with everyone, and this was his home...... That's why he chose to rush back and save the others, he had a chance to escape. ”

On the photo, it is a group photo of Chen Shanquan with men, women and children, he was originally fierce and vicious, even if he squeezed out the smile did not look so good, but even so, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The scene is cut to the scene of Chen Shanquan trying his best to lift other people who were unconscious due to smoke in the midst of the fire, he was burned, hit by the body of the explosion fragments, and hit his back by the collapsed building, even so, he was still trying to save others.

"He has deep scars on his body that have been strangled by ropes, this is because he wanted to escape with people at first, but found that the exit was blocked by flames, and he could only carry others up again and again, which is why most of the bodies were found on the fourth floor, Chen Shanquan, Mr. Chen Shanquan He waited for rescue until the last moment, firmly believing that everyone can be saved."

Accompanied by the commentary and background music, Han Qingwen had long forgotten that he was watching the animation, he could only look at the screen in a daze, unable to say a word.

"According to the rescued lady, these small shopkeepers will gather to eat together during the New Year, and Mr. Chen Shanquan often sighs, I don't know what my parents are doing now, have they eaten Chinese New Year's Eve, I really want to eat the food cooked at home."

Xiao Xiao's voice trembled slightly, and he recounted as calmly as he could.

"Actually, he's always wanted to go home."

"Come back then...... Every year, we wait for him to come back. ”

The mother broke down first, she couldn't stop crying, and she said with tears in her eyes.

And the father, instead of shedding tears, silently picked up a photo of his son.

"I used to be a firefighter...... I taught him this way of saving people. ”

His voice was stoic and emotional, looking at the son's smile in the photo, the father said.

"So you always remember."

The background music reached a climax here, Han Qingwen didn't know when he had burst into tears, he pulled out a piece of paper and tried to wipe his tears, but found that there were more and more tears, and he couldn't hold them back at all.

The story is not over, sending away Chen Shanquan's body, intern Xiaoxiao found his father, and in the face of his father's questioning, he changed his previous cowardice, but puffed up his chest and said.

"Although I am still an immature person, at the Forensic Science Research Center, I have learned one thing, that is, forensic medicine is not a useless remedy, but a discipline that exists for the sake of it, forensic medicine exists, for the rights of people who are still alive, for the last words of people who have passed away."

Xiaoxiao's father didn't say anything, but left silently with a complicated expression.

He returned to the research institute, and while cleaning the warehouse, he found that the ashes of the old grandfather's wife had disappeared for some time.

The picture comes to the garbage house, where the ragged old man has a ceramic box on his desk, he opens it, looks inside, understates it, and sighs as if it were heavy.

"You've gotten smaller......"

The background music came to an abrupt halt at this moment.

A song floated out.

How nice it would be if all this was a dream, and you can still be found in your dreams.

It's like going home to retrieve what you have forgotten and cleaning up your dusty memories.

Happiness is irretrievable, you told me in the end.

Those obscure things of the past that have not been mentioned to others, without you, they would have slept in the darkness forever.

The female voice is as pure as glass, and the melody is clear and mellow, like a song from a long past.

Han Qingwen was infected by the singing, tears fell down in large pieces, and the paper on the table had been used up, but he couldn't stop his tears at all.

It was at this time that the door to the house was opened.

Han Qingwen, who was teary-eyed, saw his father and mother come back together, his mother was carrying a big birthday cake in her hand, and his father was holding a box of assembled models that Han Qingwen had wanted for a long time.

"Qingwen, what's wrong?"

The mother found that her son was sobbing on the sofa in the living room, so she immediately put down the cake, came to Han Qingwen's side, patted him lightly on the back, and asked with concern.

"Sorry, we wanted to surprise you, but ......"

The father, who was not good at words, looked at Han Qingwen and thought it was because of himself.

"I thought, I thought you forgot ......"

Han Qingwen said silently, I don't know why, it should have been a happy moment, but his tears were even more than before.

"Silly boy, how could we forget."

Her mother reassured her that her voice was soft, like a lullaby sung as a child.

"Qingwen, happy birthday."

The voices of the parents rang in the ears at the same time, and in the background, the singing of "Lemon" continued.

Even the sorrow of that day, even the pain of that day, together with the beloved you, turned into the aroma of bitter lemons deeply imprinted in my heart, and I could not return until the rain passed and the sky cleared.

To this day, you are still my light.