It was a woman curled up in a ball, perhaps afraid that the blood would be discovered, or perhaps because the blood was attracting the attention of others, and her entire body was wrapped in a transparent plastic film.

Through the plastic film, you can vaguely see the blood stains on her crumpled white dress, which looks like small red flowers in bloom from a distance, which looks extremely bright and dazzling.

It wasn't until this time that Jiang Wei knew that the woman's remnant soul was not wearing a printed long dress, but a pure white dress.

The woman's hands and feet were tied together with hemp rope, only half of the neck of the head was exposed, and a hideous wound extended from the outside to the inside, and the blood spread down her throat to her chest, staining a large area of skin and clothes, but because she had been dead for a while, the blood that flowed out had dried up and solidified.

Most of her face was obscured by her long hair, and only a small part of her cheek was bloodless, and a look of fear and pain was intertwined, looking somewhat distorted.

The eyes, which should have been very beautiful, were almost protruding from their sockets, as if they were angry, and as if they were trying to stare, trying to see their murderer clearly.

From the surface alone, it can be seen that this woman must have suffered some unbearable torture before she died.

Some of the people who were watching around, probably unable to bear to look at the miserable young woman in the suitcase, twisted their heads to the side.

"What a good girl, she was trampled like this."

"Yes, it's not a good thing to look at that person, to be able to do such a conscientious thing."

The crowd of onlookers accused the middle-aged man who was escorted by two police officers with his arms in his arms.

"Okay, there's nothing to see here, everyone is scattered."

A police officer saw that there were more and more onlookers around, so he shouted loudly.

At this time, Jiang Wei received a call from his aunt, asking him if he had arrived at the station, and his uncle was riding an electric car on the way over.

After telling his aunt that he had arrived, he left the crowd and walked in the direction of his aunt's house.

It stands to reason that he originally needed to stay here and follow him to record a confession, but now it is past nine o'clock in the evening, and if he follows them to the public security bureau, after recording the confession, he still doesn't know when it will be, so it is better to slip away in advance before those police notice him.

Before leaving the station, he also glanced back at the crowd behind him, but he didn't expect that with just a casual glance, he actually saw a familiar figure standing behind the crowd, quietly watching his back.

Jiang Wei stopped, turned around and looked at the figure, from the other party's eyes, he saw some different emotions, as if he was grateful to him, and as if he was nostalgic for this beautiful world.

Jiang Wei was going to walk over and communicate with the other party to see if he could ask some questions about the reason or process of her killing from the other party, but when he just took a step, an incomparably sunny smile appeared on the other party's face, and then the figure became fainter and fainter until it disappeared.

For a while, Jiang Wei was stunned in place, not only did he sigh a little in his heart, but the other party's smile before it dissipated was always imprinted in his mind and could not be forgotten for a long time.

Maybe it's because of the other party's personality that she didn't become a resentful spirit after death.

Suddenly, this thought popped up in Jiang Wei's heart, resentment arose, even if some people suffered unimaginable pain from ordinary people, they would not inflict this sin on people who didn't want to do it at all, maybe this was also a kind of tolerance.

"Vivi, what are you looking at, so engrossed?"

Just as he was thinking wildly, a familiar voice came from behind him, and he didn't need to look at it, he also knew that the uncle who came to pick him up had arrived.

"Uncle, you're here, someone in front of you has been killed, and he's still hiding in a suitcase, and a lot of people are watching there."

"Yes, what's so nice about the dead, go, go back with me, your aunt has already cooked the meal, just waiting for you to come back and eat together."

Uncle Wu Huamin was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that someone would do such a thing in this small county, but the family was waiting for them to go back to eat, and he couldn't stay here to watch the excitement, so he greeted Jiang Wei and rushed home.

Looking at the starry sky outside the window, feeling the warmth of home at this moment, the busyness of more than half a year of work, the pain of breaking up not long ago, many experiences that I don't want to recall, and the wounds that are difficult to heal in my heart, after returning here, they all began to slowly heal in silence.

Jiang Wei sat quietly, thinking about his various experiences after graduation, while enjoying the tranquility and happiness brought to him by this home.

There is no desire after loss, how to cherish when he gets it, and the experience of not having parents since he was a child makes him cherish this difficult family more than most people.