Chapter VII
The next day.
Early in the morning, June 17, 1995, I changed into clean clothes and took a bus to the city, perhaps before they left the house......
It's ridiculous to say, the first time I went to my girlfriend's house, I was excited and clumsy, and I was carrying all kinds of outdated gifts in my hand, which made Gu Qiusha ridicule. However, her father was approachable, and as the president of the university, he discussed issues in the education sector with me. Luckily, I was well prepared and made a difference with my insightful opinions, which impressed him.
At nine o'clock, I came to the door of the valley house, straightened my clothes and hair, and pressed the doorbell tremblingly.
There was no sound in the door for a long time, and I ran down to ask the concierge, only to know that their father and daughter went out last night, and a unit car came to pick them up, which was said to be a trip to Yunnan.
Looking up at the sun, I let my eyes sting, and my fiancée's face melted in my head.
Suddenly, I wanted to see someone so strongly, if all the people of the world had abandoned me.
Before noon, I came to a six-story apartment and rang the doorbell on the fourth floor.
"Who?"
A woman in her early forties opened the door, still holding a spoon for stir-frying, and looked at me suspiciously.
"Is the prosecutor at home?"
Actually, I know her, but she doesn't seem to know me.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, a middle-aged man appeared beside her, frowned and said, "I know what you came to me for." ”
Before I could say a word, he dragged me into the house, took care of my wife back to the kitchen and continued cooking, then sat me on the sofa and closed the door to the living room.
"She knows who I am, right?"
"Yes, but she hasn't seen you in seven years." This man named Shen Yuanchao poured me a cup of tea, "Your face is not very good. ”
"You've heard about it, haven't you?"
"Affirmation, does anyone know about our business?"
Looking at his serious expression, I can only smile bitterly, what he cares about most is really this!
"I never said it, but for some reason, it suddenly spread in the school last month."
"Obviously, someone is trying to harm you."
"It's just going to kill me!"
He wandered a few steps around the living room: "Does anyone know this secret?" ”
"There won't be anyone else except the three people in this room now, and my grandmother."
"Don't doubt my wife, she'll never tell this secret."
"I didn't come here to ask about this." I couldn't talk about it, but now I had to come to him, "Can you help me?" ”
"Help you clear your suspicions?"
"The police have released me! They also know that I was framed, but the people outside don't know about it. ”
"Actually, I'm worried that if you are really wronged, the police will send your case to the procuratorate for prosecution, what should I, the prosecutor, do?"
Shen Yuanchao has the face of a heroic and exemplary character in domestic movies in the 80s of the 20th century, and every time I hear him say these words, I will feel a little disgusted.
"What if I die?"
This sentence made him pause for a few seconds and furrow his eyebrows: "What's the matter?" ”
So, I told the veteran prosecutor everything that happened last night, including my expulsion from public office and party membership, and my fiancée's family's hiding from me. Until I could no longer describe the imaginary tomorrow, I lowered my head and drank the cup of tea, and actually chewed the tea leaves.
He listened calmly to me, snatched the teacup from my hand, and whispered, "What have you done lately?" ”
"There's nothing special, I'm going to get married, decorate the house, and take students to review the college entrance examination......"
"Have you ever done something to be sorry for your fiancée?" He tapped me on the shoulder, "You're twenty-five years old, you should know what I mean." ”
"I-"
Looking into the eyes of this middle-aged man, I didn't know how to answer this question?
"You're hiding something from me."
"I'm sorry, I don't think I can say – but that's not what I'm facing right now."
"It all comes down to one thing, trust me as a prosecutor, I've dealt with countless criminals, I know everyone's motives and what's going on in their hearts?"
"Please, I'm not a murderer, now I'm the victim!"
"You're too young! But what you tell me may save your life, and that's my only chance to help you. ”
I unbuttoned my collar and looked out the window, the sun shining directly on his Gentleman's Orchid, and I shook my head and said, "No, I can't say." ”
"What a pity!" He walked up behind me and whispered in my ear, "You're a lot like me when I was younger!" Hungry? Let's eat at my house. ”
Before I could answer, he had gone to the kitchen to take care of his wife.
At noon, I also had nowhere to go and waited for the host couple to serve the meal, which was the first time I had eaten here.
A few weeks ago, two rumors began circulating about me at Nanming High School -
The first one is Liu Man, the most beautiful girl in the third (2) class of high school, who has a teacher-student relationship with the homeroom teacher, the most Qiong Yao version says that we are the realistic version of "Outside the Window", and the heaviest version actually says that Liu Man took a few days of sick leave specifically for me to do an abortion.
The second is that I came from a humble background, not as recorded in the household register. And my father, who was shot when I was seven years old, had no blood relationship with me. The mother who gave birth to me was a thin woman, and I was an illegitimate child who came into this world with shame and original sin.
Well, the fact that I am illegitimate is not a rumor.
The man who gave me life was the prosecutor Shen Yuanchao, who was sitting in front of me at the moment and having lunch with me.
But I never recognized him as my father, nor did he recognize me as his son.
However, his wife had known about it for a long time, and she should have remembered who I was, but instead of showing hostility towards me, she kept putting food in my bowl. Honestly, it was the most hearty meal I've had since I was in prison.
After lunch, Shen Yuanchao sent me downstairs. Not knowing what else to say to him, I turned away without saying a word, but he grabbed me from behind and hugged me gently.
I remember the last time he hugged me, it was more than ten years ago.
"Take care!" The sun was shining at one o'clock in the afternoon, and his lips trembled under the shade of the oleander tree by the flower bed in the community, "Son! ”
He finally called me son, but I still didn't call him daddy, nodded awkwardly and left silently.
It was the last time he saw me.
Two hours later, when I returned to Nanming Senior High School, the old man in the front room stopped me: "Teacher Shen, the hospital is calling, please go immediately!" ”