Chapter Seventy-Three:
Lu Huainian didn't move, letting her forehead against her shoulder. "Zhao Qi, I know you're uncomfortable"
"Lu Huainian, I want to go back first, and you and Sang Yan will eat breakfast together."
"I'll ask Xia Yuan to send you there."
Zhao Qi shook her head and insisted on going to the hospital by herself, she wanted to be alone and quiet.
Lu Huainian didn't insist anymore, now she needs a person's space, and he gives it. The back of Zhao Qi's departure was more lonely in Lu Huainian's eyes. Before he caught Feng Zhi, all the promises that Lu Huainian couldn't make empty promises, what he wanted for her was not love words, but results.
After Zhao Qi left, Lu Huainian asked Xia Yuan to contact Qin Chao and Yu Gu and call the police, because they couldn't wait any longer because the agreed deadline had expired.
In order to cooperate with the investigation, Xia Yuan also went to the police station to make a record, and everything was going on in an orderly manner, hoping for a good result.
In order not to delay the process, Zhao Qi tried to convince himself to face Zhao Min. No matter what she was hiding from herself, Zhao Qi was willing to try to understand her.
Through the glass on the door of the ward, Zhao Qi looked at her smiling face, she couldn't remember when she and her mother went from talking about nothing to-for-tat, and didn't even want to look at each other?
She lost her husband and lost her father, who is better than whom? Where is the right to complain about each other?
Zhao Qi knew: they were all wrong.
Wiping away tears, taking a deep breath and putting on a flawless smile, Zhao Qi pushed the door in. "Mom, how is today?"
"The same old way."
"Mom, I have something to tell you."
When the nurse aunt on the side heard this, she consciously retreated without a trace.
When the real meaning of the matter was laid out on the table, Zhao Qi found that it was not as difficult as imagined, at least between her and Zhao Min.
The first time I heard the name Feng Zhi from Zhao Qi? Zhao Min remembered that the person she knew during this time was also named Feng Zhi? Is there such a coincidence in the world? Could this Feng Zhi be that person?
After listening to the ins and outs, Zhao Min didn't speak for a long time. Including that photo, Zhao Qi showed her together.
In fact, after she came out of the forensic examination room that day, she understood that that person could not be Song Bo at all, and Song Bo's proof of the time of death said everything.
But for the person who has been pretending to be Song Bo for the past few years, Zhao Min can't hate it in her heart, he deceived her, but his companionship and deception made her survive with expectations in the most difficult time. He would take the initiative to call her, although he never spoke, but it had become her habit to share the joys, sorrows and sorrows of life.
Zhao Min once selfishly thought that Song Bo ran away, not died in the fire explosion, and this kind of self-deception would give her a hope in her heart.
Facts have proved that Song Bo did not die in the explosion, but he did not escape either.
"You've always known that someone was pretending to be your dad to keep in touch with me, didn't you? Do you suspect that person is the current Feng Zhi? When she asked this, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared in Zhao Min's palms, and she was nervous about the answer that Zhao Qi would give.
If the person who called was really the murderer of Song Bo, it made Zhao Min feel as if he was an accomplice.
"Is it really possible that Feng Zhi is the murderer who killed your father?" Zhao Min's eyes were red, she began to be afraid and blamed herself, and she didn't even dare to look at Zhao Qi's expression when she asked this.
Zhao Qi nodded, he was currently the most suspicious. "Mom, didn't you really know Feng Zhi before?"
This is the point that makes Zhao Min the most devastating, she can't define whether she and Feng Zhi know each other. Even if she heard Zhao Qi say that Feng Zhi might be the murderer, she still didn't want to believe it, for the trust of a person who might be a sinner and the guilt, self-blame and betrayal for her husband, several contradictory emotions filled Zhao Min's entire heart, and she was about to collapse when she was depressed.
Seeing Zhao Min's emotions suddenly crying out of control, Zhao Qi thought that he was excited and sad because of his father's affairs, and kept trying to calm her emotions.
When she calmed down, Zhao Qi stretched out her hand to him. "Mom, can you stand on my side with Dad this time?" Zhao Qi didn't know if what Zhao Min said was true or false, but she still chose to believe her.
Zhao Min was in a trance for the first time, and the sunlight hit the two of them through the window. Under the halo, the face of the daughter in front of her and the figure of her husband overlapped, and Zhao Min knew that this was her own illusion. Song Bo also asked her this question before: Can you stand on my side?
Zhao Min understands very well that the error has already happened, and there is no way to go back to the past and fix it. If that person is really Feng Zhi, she will use the rest of the time to repent and make amends.
In the end, Zhao Min carried the light on his back and put his right hand on top of Zhao Qi's right hand.
Song Bo, this time I choose to be on your side.
Gripping the hand in his palm tightly, Zhao Qi opened his heart to Zhao Min again after many years. Is there a relationship between Feng Zhi and her? It doesn't matter anymore.
Soon, a strange claim notice appeared on the website of Zhao Qi Newspaper on the same day, with only a few faceless photos and a high-definition photo with a mosaic on the face, and a string of numbers.
The string of numbers belonged to Zhao Min, because Zhao Min said that for whatever reason, she wanted to end this relationship in person.
Feng Zhi sat on the rooftop, separated by dozens of floors from the ground under his feet, and anyone sitting on it would end up in pieces if he accidentally fell.
Feng Zhi didn't care, one leg drooped outside, and the mobile phone page next to him was still on the notice of the claim.
Feng Zhi stared expressionlessly at the last magnified but mosaic-marked high-definition picture, and the lonely string of numbers under the photo was particularly blinking.
Guan Yi has a hard mouth, he refuses to say a word for two days, Feng Zhi is not in a hurry, watching the play is always interesting until the beginning of the play.
He wanted to know who was behind Guan Xi?
Without hesitation, he entered the string of numbers and waited for the other party to connect, what Feng Zhi was thinking was afraid that only he himself knew.
When Zhao Min looked at the strange call, that familiar mood suddenly surged into his heart. Zhao Qi had just left to go to the bathroom, and Zhao Min answered the phone after pressing the recording function but did not make a sound.
"Do you think you have the means?" Feng Zhi jumped down from the rooftop, and landed on the ground without even blinking his eyes, and his tone was a little mocking, "What, dare not write a recruitment notice?" ”
"You are Feng Zhi?"
With a familiar voice, Feng Zhi's first thought of Dahl was Zhao Min.
How could it be her? It seems that Feng Zhi suddenly understood what Feng Zhi looked at the high-definition picture just now, the face that was mosaic, and the lines of the photos were obviously much clearer than the previous ones in his hand, so they found someone to move the photo so they learned Zhao Min's identity?
"You're Feng Zhi, aren't you! Are you the same Feng Zhi who came to the hospital yesterday? You have been pretending that Song Bo is still alive, is it just to hide people's eyes and confuse the public! ”
Feng Zhi listened to the other party's crying question on the phone, and the hatred in his eyes was layered on top of each other.
Hang up the phone, and there is a burst of laughter from the balcony on the top floor, which is creepy.
"You shouldn't have dragged her into this game! It shouldn't be! ”