Xie Qiang sat next to him and listened attentively, while Cai Han's story continued:

Everyone was looking for the girl in the picture, and soon, they finally found it.

Her name is Wen Ya, and she paints on the grass in the park almost every day, sometimes when someone looks at her, sometimes she is alone, and everyone only remembers her smile as beautiful......

But no one rejoiced that the only photo had changed unconsciously.

In the photo, Zhou Zhihan, who was passing by on the phone, was still wearing the white clothes, but she was hanging from a tree, and you can see the corners of her skirt floating because of the wind. ”

Cai Han's voice became choked, and two lines of tears dripped down his already wrinkled face and fell onto the bed.

"The senior in the story is actually you, right?"

Xie Qiang couldn't help but ask, I don't know why, a faint voice in his heart kept telling him that Cai Han was the senior in the story.

Cai Han didn't answer, let the tears roll across his face, and continued to speak.

Wen Ya, the girl who painted, was born in a single-parent family, her father disappeared very early, and her mother couldn't stand the blow, and the whole person became a mess.

Since she was a child, it was her grandmother who raised Wen Ya, and it was not until Wen Ya was 9 years old that her grandmother passed away and returned to her mother.

After several years of treatment, her mother's condition has improved, as if to compensate for Wen Ya's loss of maternal love, and her mother is very fond of Wen Ya.

Although she beats Wen Ya every time she gets sick, Wen Ya still feels that she is the happiest child in the world.

Gradually, Wen Ya grew up, and she began to show her extraordinary talent as a painter.

It's just a pity that winning several awards did not make my mother better, but her condition began to worsen, and finally one day, my mother was lost and disappeared in her gentle life.

A painting called "Mother" won the young Wen Ya a national award, but it was that painting that changed Wen Ya's life. From then on, she sat on the school's lawn every day and painted, and no longer participated in any competitions.

Gradually, there were many more viewers around her, and there was that photo.

Shortly after the photo was taken, Wen Ya jumped from her home and ended her short but brilliant life.

There was no warning, and no one believed that Wen Ya would commit suicide.

After investigation and verification, the person who took the photo was also identified.

A person who makes everyone completely unexpected-a gentle mother.

At that time, her mother had already disappeared and only appeared at the moment of the photo, and there was no news before or after.

The photograph was found on the grass and picked up, and everything seemed to be logical, but it didn't seem to stand up to scrutiny at all.

Wen Ya's missing mother became the key to the matter. A person who has been missing for several years and only appears when taking pictures, how to find it?

But love, or unrequited love, not only makes people stupid, but also makes people smart.

Losing all direction, he could only wait in the painting, where Zhou Zhihan hanged himself.

Sunrise, sunset, I don't know how much I have experienced, when everyone is persuading to give up, there are still people who are persevering.

Finally, at dinner time, things changed.

At that time, there were very few people in the park, and most of them began to walk back. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the ground through the sparse canopy of the trees, and it looks beautiful.

Without appreciating this beautiful mood, the girl in white hanging from the tree kept coming to mind.

Wandering aimlessly along the grass, he had just turned a corner and saw a girl sitting in the gazebo.

On the bench of the gazebo, sitting is a mannequin of a dummy, wearing a white skirt and a jet-black wig.

Practical joke?

He slowed down his pace and walked over slowly, his hand lightly touching the dummy's body.

The dummy, who had been sitting upright, fell down, his wig fell off, and his bare head rolled out of the grass for a long time. It didn't stop until it hit something.

Just in the shade of the tree, the human head looked a little terrifying, and what was even more terrifying was that it was a hand, a hand sticking out of the earth.

It's scary, but it's the dummy's arm sticking out of the dirt, and it's covered in mud, and it looks very similar to the real thing.

kicked the prosthetic arm, presumably buried in the soil along with the entire dummy, only shaking a few times, and a faint smell came.

The stench of decomposing corpses.

You can still only call the police.

The mud-stained dummy lay on the ground, the plastic in many places showing signs of cracking, and a large hole in the interface was broken, revealing the rotting body inside.

Even the most experienced forensic doctors could not tell how a person managed to get into a plastic dummy.

But he is not Zhou Zhihan, but a man, a man that no one can imagine.

Wen Ya's father, a man who had been missing for ten or twenty years, died 10 days ago on the lawn of his daughter's school.

Everything seems to be about school, yes, it's all about school.

Wen Ya's mother used to be an employee in the small cafeteria on the branch campus, and so was her father.

And the last painting seems to prove what happened in the small cafeteria.

What could it be? ”

Cai Han looked at Xie Qiang, the tears on his face had dried up, leaving inconspicuous traces, which looked a little ridiculous, but his expression was very serious, as if the last sentence was asking Xie Qiang, and expected his answer.

Xie Qiang was stunned for a long time, and then broke the silence in embarrassment: "Eh, Brother Cai, it's not good to be out of context like this, it makes people itch, can you talk about the rest of the matter?" ”

Cai Han didn't continue his story as he did just now, but got up and turned on the computer, looking at Xie Qiang very seriously: "Do you really want to know?" ”

Xie Qiang nodded, Cai Han's story did not make him feel fear, but there was a faint indescribable excitement.

Cai Han looked at Xie Qiang and nodded for a long, long time: "After that incident, I, the senior, was frightened and didn't go to the branch campus again, and there was no result from the police, until a year later, the senior met another girl." ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Xie Qiang's guess and quickly gave me a reward expression, and played a recording.

There are two voices in the recording, a man and a woman, the man is obviously Cai Han, but he rarely speaks, most of the time as a listener, just like Xie Qiang now.

seemed to be afraid that Xie Qiang wouldn't understand, while playing the recording, Cai Han was talking about the narration, obviously, he had heard this recording countless times, and every pause was clear.

"Zizizi......."

"My name is Zhang Meili, and I was born to be beautiful, alas, it was this beautiful face and seductive figure that caused trouble."

Zhang Meili, just like her name, has always been beautiful and sought after by many men. And she also enjoys this life very much, constantly showing her strengths in order to get more attention.

Of course, this also leads to her not having many friends, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, she is a coquettish slut.

But in fact, Zhang Meili is a traditional woman who has never had a boyfriend, even if she seduces, she only makes those men have an eye for it, and she has never let others touch her hands.

In her thinking, only men who don't care about their appearance are really good men, just like rich people don't want their lovers to be with them for money.

The days passed in her anticipation until she met him.