I have to say that the surname Huang is a person with means and brains, and his goal is precise: the girls he seduces are not only beautiful, but also excellent in academics, and they are top-notch in all aspects.

It was a group of extremely strong, proud, and even vain girls.

And Huang Liqiang is very good at controlling people's hearts, he pretends to be elegant and gentleman in front of people. That group of girls, just for the sake of the so-called brighter future, was lured and deceived by Huang Liqiang, who was not too bad in appearance, and finally offered their young bodies.

Huang Liqiang will also create some obedient benchmarks and examples among them, such as Fan Xinhui, who is the first on the honor list.

Even though most of the remaining of them did not receive the promised benefits of the surname Huang, they all chose to remain silent because of their competitiveness and vanity.

They just swallowed the bitter fruit of their own depravity silently, not knowing it...

I stared at the letter, calming down the nausea and shock in my heart, and stared at the blank space in the sender's column.

Who is it? Who gave me such a letter?

Who is it? Do you know that I am secretly investigating Huang Liqiang?

Could it be that someone, like me, set his sights on the surnamed Huang earlier than me?

Just as I was wondering the source of the letter, the brown and yellow Nokia that was lying quietly on the table suddenly lit up.

It was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

I clicked to open, and two short questions popped up on the phone screen:

"You've read the letter, haven't you? What are you going to do with it? ”

I quickly picked up my phone, pressed the button with some trembling, and eagerly replied to that text message, I asked:

"Who are you? How do you know I'm looking these up? How do you know my whereabouts? How do you know so much about his behavior with those girls? ”

I hugged my phone and waited anxiously for an answer.

After about 10 minutes, I received a reply from the other party: "If the letter is received, it is recommended that you go to Fu Huazheng and discuss with him how to deal with it." ”

Huaming! It must be Huaming!

I don't know why, at that moment, I was sure: on the other end of the phone, it must be Huaming!

I was overjoyed and let them climb up my face, and I couldn't wait to press the number — the first time I had used that Nokia to call a "stranger."

After the continuous "beep-" sound, there was no voice I longed for, but a voice on the other end of the phone that alternated between Chinese and English: "Your call is temporarily unanswered, please dial again later..."

Why not? Huaming...

I pressed it back and forth and hit it over and over again.

I prayed to Heaven for the other person to press the answer button. Even if he doesn't speak, let me listen to his breathing, and I'll be satisfied...

However, on the other side of the phone, there is always one layer of unchanged: no one answers.....

In the end, I gave up on continuing to call, and resumed asking him by text message: "Is Huaming you?" I know it's you, you care about me, right? Why don't you answer the phone? On Chinese New Year's Eve, didn't you say twice that I would wait for you, you see: I have been waiting for you very seriously and hard, so you are also waiting for me, right? You've been caring about me, right? ”

It was so long, I didn't hesitate to send it out, but I never received any reply.

I was vaguely disappointed in my heart, silently put down my phone, and stared at the thick evidence in front of me.

I want to put aside my doubts first, listen to him, and go to Fu Huazheng first.

Yes, to find Fu Huazheng, I not only have to ask Hua Zheng how to deal with this letter, but I also have to ask him to verify his eldest brother's mobile phone number!

More than two months have passed since Hua Zheng left the hotel on Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the past two months, I have passed by him several times; However, we didn't communicate at all, not even a single eye contact.

However, this matter surnamed Huang can't be delayed: as long as that bastard lives opposite Wanwan's house for a day, Wanwan has the possibility of being violated again...

Wanwan is 7 years old, and children's memories and psychological feelings will become clearer and clearer as they grow older...

No, this matter cannot wait in any case, there can be no hesitation, lest there be long nights and dreams...

Regardless of who the person who mailed the letter and sent a text message to remind me to find Fu Huazheng, let's first say why did he ask me to find Fu Huazheng?

Right! Fu Huazheng's uncle is a senior member of the school, and Principal Lin represents the entire school. At that time, the school will definitely be prejudiced by the world because of this incident, and it will be discredited in the university rankings because of the "dirty" academic atmosphere.

Instead of passively covering it up, it is better to take the initiative to discover and deal with it, and he will definitely investigate this matter well.

The adult world is judged by the laws set by adults, and people in the world can't imagine that the person surnamed Huang has done other things that are not tolerated...

It won't affect Wanwan...

I thought about it and took the initiative to call Fu Huazheng for the first time: use the Nokia he personally sent.

The phone beeped, but no one answered.

I tried to call again, but there was no answer.

Don't have your phone with you? No, he's still mad at me, right?

I shook my head a little self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I am not suitable for calling, and the answer rate is 0%..."

I was ready to make one last attempt, and the third time I called, it was still a long beep and an unanswered voice autoanswer.

Helplessly, I resent a text message: "Fu Huazheng, since you don't answer the phone, I'll go to your study room to find you that night, I have something very important to say to you face-to-face, very important and very important, I hope you can wait for me in the classroom..."

Still haven't received a reply.

"Try your luck!" That night, I went to the door of Hua Zheng's study room with my schoolbag on my back, and there was a pile of letters in my schoolbag.

I poked in front of the door of Hua Zheng's study room and glanced at the few seniors in the classroom one by one.

Hua Zheng, he's not there.

Filled with loss, I smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered my head, and turned to walk away.

After the turn, I just lifted my step and crashed into some hard chest!

I looked up.

Looking at the originally sunny and white face that seemed to have lost its original color, I suddenly felt a faint pain in my heart, and I smiled as much as I could: "Hua Zheng, I'm looking for-"

He didn't wait for me to finish, he took my hand and walked out.

Because it was him, I wasn't particularly afraid: I let him pull me to the playground in one go.

One after the other, we stood under the grandstand of the playground where Zhang Zijun had dragged me to in the past.

With the warm yellow light from the street lamp at night, Hua Zheng looked at me solemnly and said in a low voice: "Liu Zijun, look, I can't help it..."

I looked up and said nervously: "Hua Zheng, I'm looking for you today, I have something very important..."

He smiled meaninglessly:

"Liu Zijun, you can still think of me... I really didn't expect that you would take the initiative to find me this time. I thought that after that night, with that slap, you were going to wipe me out completely; I thought that you would never forgive me for the night of Chinese New Year's Eve..."

Looking at the solemn expression on his face, I suddenly smiled:

"Hua Zheng, how could it be! During this time, I bumped into you several times, and you didn't look at me; I thought you would never forgive me for that slap that night..."

That night, on the playground, we put aside our old suspicions. We found two seats next to each other in the grandstand area in the center of the playground.