The dim light of the street lamp illuminated a short stretch of the road, allowing Tao Sicheng to easily walk to his sister's house, and he had already said hello to his companion.

Stay at my sister's house today, and then leave the next day.

When Tao Sicheng returned to his sister's house, Tao Qiongyu was waiting for him, and when he saw him back, Tao Qiongyu was happy and sad to greet him.

"Brother, do you have anything to do with Sister Jianing?" Tao Qiongyu looked at her brother, very worried, but she still tried her best to stay calm and composed.

Obviously he was trembling, but he was still concerned about other things, Tao Sicheng smiled with interest, and then said, "You care about her very much?" ”

Tao Qiongyu saw that his brother was not serious, and slapped him unhappily, and then said: "Sister Jia Ning takes care of me, don't interrupt, what are you looking for her?" ”

"It's nothing, I just have something to ask her, not directly to her, that's fine." Tao Sicheng saw that his sister breathed a sigh of relief and thought of something.

He looked at his surroundings, and then said to Tao Qiongyu: "You better live in another place, this place is still a little too remote." ”

Tao Qiongyu knew what her brother was worried about, but she had only been working for a long time, and she had no funds to find a new place, and she liked this place very much, and she didn't want to change to a new place for the time being.

"I ...... I don't really want to change. Tao Qiongyu told her brother that she had her own concerns, and Tao Sicheng helped her once, but couldn't help the second time, or more.

Tao Sicheng wanted to say something to persuade him, but Tao Qiongyu, who insisted, refused, "I will go to places with street lights in the future, and I won't be greedy to walk small alleys." ”

Tao Sicheng couldn't persuade his sister, so he had to agree, and then told him again and again, you must be careful, be careful, and never relax your vigilance no matter what.

Tao Sicheng said to his sister.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

When Tao Sicheng returned to the local police station where he belonged, Zhao Mengyuan thought about it and called the police station, and after the people in the police station told him the specific situation, he hung up the phone.

Zhao Mengyuan didn't know what to say, it was really like that, his father killed his mother with his own hands, and Zhao Mengyuan had no way to defend his father.

What he didn't tell the police was that his father had always wanted, or had wanted to kill his self-supporting mother several times, since he became sensible, saying that his mother would be his own.

So that his mother would not leave him, and would not leave at will.

Zhao Mengyuan sat on the bench on the campus, looked at the sky, and slowly closed his eyes, he was very tired, very tired, and very sad, it was the kind of crying from the heart, or in the bones, it hurt.

When it is extremely sad, it will turn into pain.

At this time, Zhao Mengyuan's mobile phone rang, and then he took it out and saw that it was Shu Jianing's phone, he looked at it, and then connected the phone, "Hey, is it Sister Jianing?" ”

"Mengyuan, are you okay over there?" Shu Jianing flipped through a very old photo album with a faint expression and was very gentle.

"I'm fine here, everything is the same as before." Zhao Mengyuan looked at Yuanyuan, and suddenly wanted to ask, Sister Jianing, do you have any contact with my mother?

But Zhao Mengyuan still didn't ask, he was a little afraid to ask, afraid of hearing some news that he was afraid of hearing, Zhao Mengyuan thought that he was not afraid of anything.

But at this time, he was scared and wanted to escape something, but there was nothing he could do.

"Mengyuan, Mengyuan?" No one was talking over there, so Shu Jianing asked a few words eagerly, and then Zhao Mengyuan, who was deep in thought, was shocked.

"Huh? Sister Jia Ning, what's wrong? ”

"You suddenly stopped talking, I'm a little worried about you."

"It's okay, I'm fine, Sister Jia Ning, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I just want to ask how you're doing, and there's a policeman looking for you."

Then Shu Jianing gave Tao Sicheng's phone to Zhao Mengyuan, and after talking for a while, Shu Jianing hung up the phone.

Shu Jianing sat there, her fingers gently brushing over a photo, and there was some deep longing and relief in her eyes, as if she had remembered something for many years, and then finally let it go or ended.

The sunlight fell on her body through the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a golden veil, beautiful and dazzling, but already fragile and vulnerable.

A few days later, after Zhao Mengyuan hesitated, he still called Tao Sicheng's phone, he didn't want to call Tao Sicheng's phone, but no matter which policeman he asked, he told him that everything was over.

That's what everyone told him, but Zhao Mengyuan couldn't let go of some things, so he could only find the answer by himself, and he had no choice but to contact Tao Sicheng, a police officer who did not belong to the place where the case occurred.

But Tao Sicheng also participated in the investigation of this incident, so he called.

After some communication, Tao Sicheng and Zhao Mengyuan exchanged their information about each other.

Zhao Mengyuan said where he doubted, his mother's character was that he should not provoke his father with this kind of thing, and his mother was docile to his father, not arguing with his father for a stranger.

He wasn't skeptical of the police's painstaking investigation, but he didn't believe that this could happen, and that it was his parents.

And his mother is still in contact with the woman he loves, but they have never mentioned it to him, and just look at Shu Jianing's performance, as if he didn't know his mother.

There are many doubts in this matter, if it weren't for that piece of paper, Zhao Mengyuan might not have doubted these, but there is.

Zhao Mengyuan went home on a suitable day to hold his mother's funeral, and when he notified Shu Jianing, he also went to see Shu Jianing to invite her.

Shu Jianing acted as if she didn't know Zhao Mengyuan's mother Zhuo Wenlan, sighing and concerned about this matter, her expression was very natural, naturally Zhao Mengyuan had to wonder if he was suspicious of it.

If there is anything wrong, it is that when Zhao Mengyuan went to the bathroom and came back, he saw Shu Jianing sitting there, staring at the water cup on the table, with a bone-eating sadness.

With an unspeakable sadness, Zhao Mengyuan couldn't tell if it was for his mother, he remembered it in his heart, and then returned to the place where he was sitting as if he hadn't found anything.

"After the funeral, let's hold Sister Jia Ning to come and participate." Zhao Mengyuan looked at Shu Jianing and smiled reluctantly.

"Okay, I'll go." Shu Jianing said so, and then said: "The festival mourns and changes." ”

"I know, Sister Jia Ning."

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