1

Liu Aoao said that the bodies of Li Hongjie and Zhao Wanjin were found together.

The person who called the police is Kim Yongchang, and the murderer is also Jin Yongchang.

The confession said that he deliberately followed Zhao Wanjin that day to avenge the bullet, but saw him and Li Hongjie talking by the river.

They didn't know what they were talking about, but then Zhao Wanjin took out a knife and stabbed Li Hongjie.

Then Jin Yongchang took advantage of Zhao Wanjin's inattention, rushed up from behind and killed him.

"We investigated, and the fingerprints of both knives were correct, and the blood stains on the knives also matched those of the two victims." Liu Olympic walked out of the police station, and behind him was the scene of the memorial service.

Li Hongjie's black-and-white photo hangs on the wall, and his face is handsome, his smile is pure, and he has a strong sense of justice.

This is the ID photo of the year he first joined the police station, which has been some years, but this is more representative of him.

Lin Yuan's face was very pale, he cried so hard that his limbs were sore.

He was puzzled and angry.

It was as if there was a fire burning, but it burned peacefully.

The flames were still, but scorching.

Liu Aoao lit a cigarette and told him: "The bullet case has always been Brother Li's heart disease, and the director of the bureau has not allowed him to continue the investigation when he was there, so he had to resign and collect evidence privately." ”

"He's always wanted to give you an explanation, and he gave that kid an explanation."

Lin Yuan squatted weakly on the ground, tears squeezing out of his blood.

He had never heard Li Hongjie mention these things.

In other words, Li Hongjie never intended to tell him.

Because of Lin Yuan's heart disease, he could easily see it, but he couldn't break it.

"Kim Yong-chang, what will happen to him?" After a while, Lin Yuan said this sentence leisurely.

It was like a tiny, tiny stone smashed into the calm waters of a lake.

Ripples.

The grove behind the orphanage, the three brothers in front of the wooden house.

He was left to survive.

Like a rootless floating branch, abandoned by a big tree, abandoned by other branches.

Helpless, floating alone.

Liu Olympian sat on the front cover of the police car, looking at the dim sky, smoke slowly coming out of his mouth.

The white smoke melted into the air and disappeared in a moment, as if it had never appeared.

Bland, dry, cold.

"I don't know, depending on how the court decides, he is an intentional homicide." Liu Ao's face was as pale as the sky, the same color as the sky, "He himself confessed, saying that he was just for revenge, not to save people." “

So that's the case, Lin Yuan thought.

But he can't be blamed either.

Killing people and saving people are always two different things.

"It's time to be buried in the afternoon, Brother Li was named a martyr, I think he deserves it." Liu Olympic staggered away.

Only cigarette butts burned on the ground, and the ashes of tobacco surrounded the flames.

His eyes passed through him, and he seemed to see the magma beneath the volcano.

The scorching heat around me pressed me, and it was almost impossible to breathe.

It seems that only things that have been burned to ashes can embrace such temperatures.

2

Everything has calmed down, and Li Hongjie has already entered the ground.

Just after the New Year, Lin Yuan met Zhao Qi.

He wore a pair of sunglasses and sat down facing each other.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, there are very few shops open on the streets, and the only place you can find is this café.

With his steaming coffee, he said first, "How's it going?" ”

Lin Yuan hung his head and was uneasy: "I'm okay, you ......"

"I'm fine." Zhao Qi said: "I heard from the police that the person was indeed killed by my father, and he died unjustly." But he's actually done a lot of good things, and I don't think he's a downright bad guy. “

"Mmmm, there are two sides to everyone and everything."

"I'm not trying to defend him, well, actually, I'm just trying to say ...... I'm sorry. ”

"I don't blame you."

"I don't blame you."

Zhao Qi put down his coffee, and his eyes hidden under his sunglasses were staring ahead.

But all he could see was darkness.

No one spoke in the deserted café.

Only the sound of rustling and scrubbing came from the bar.

It was a stalemate, and no one spoke.

I don't blame anyone for saying it, but can I really approve it in my heart?

"Your eyes ......" Lin Yuan saw him take off his sunglasses and divert the conversation.

Zhao Qi replied with a smile: "It should be no show, but it doesn't matter." I'm used to it. ”

Sure enough, there is no truth.

How many people can get used to such a thing as darkness?

"People, it is better to do less bad things, otherwise retribution will come sooner or later, and it will either fall on your own head or on the head of your children and grandchildren." Zhao Qi rubbed the lenses and put on his sunglasses.

He stood up slightly, and a bodyguard next to him stepped forward to hold his arm.

"I don't need you, I can do it myself." Zhao Qi broke free of the bodyguard's hand with a displeased face and walked forward with his head held high.

He didn't take two steps before he hit the table on the side and fell unbalanced.

"Damn!"

The bodyguard hurriedly went to help, but was thrown away by him again.

"I said I could." He steadied himself and stood up.

Wobbly, as if standing on a rope bridge.

Lin Yuan felt that he was trembling, and a tear came out of his eye socket and landed on the coffee cup in his hand.

The calm coffee ripples weakly.

Zhao Qi slowly groped forward, no longer having the agility of holding the basketball in his arms and connecting the three of them.

The clock on the wall "clicked" and beat the hands, and Lin Yuan sat alone on the sofa, confused.

It's like a wax figure in the form of a sad one.

"Brother." Zhao Qi finally walked to the door.

He did it.

"You're still you, you're amazing." Lin Yuan shouted softly towards the other end.

"That's it!" Zhao Qi smiled brightly.

Just like in his sophomore year of high school, he smiled at Lin Yuan after completing the slam dunk.

The same self-confidence, but it was not as pure as it was at the beginning.

The setting sun was shining on Zhao Qi's body, and he was golden that day.

But today, he is mixed with black and white.

"That's right. I'll be going abroad in a few days. We'll ...... later. Or don't meet again. Zhao Qi turned around again.

"Hmm." Lin Yuan nodded lightly.

The bodyguard pushed open the door of the coffee shop and escorted Zhao Qi out in the wind.

A gust of cold wind poured in, and Lin Yuan's body stiffened with coldness, but his eyebrows trembled slightly.

It was as if something was pouring out of his eyes.

That sentence really came.

We can also be brothers.

But don't meet again in the future.

This may be the best outcome in the current situation.

3

In a blink of an eye, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Fan Shigang called Lin Yuan to his home for a reunion dinner.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the community is full of joy, and many people are gathering downstairs to chat, and the laughter is strong.

They were waiting downstairs, and Lin Yuan looked at the crowd of threes and twos, and wanted to absorb some temporary joy from those laughter.

But this heart may have been unconscious for a long time, as if the whole person had plunged into the deep sea of the Arctic Circle.

Only when it is closed does it not hurt.

Fan Shigang gently pinched his shoulders and smiled with satisfaction: "The shoulders are wider, and the height is taller than me, grow up!" ”

"I've grown up, aren't you getting older?"

"Who said I'm old, I'm only 90 this year."

"It's really not old, I said the wrong thing, you can live to be 150."

It must be possible, Lin Yuan thought.

"Boy, do you remember when I was going to teach you tai chi?" Fan Shigang stretched his arm.

Lin Yuan was stunned, recalling the orphanage many years ago, Chaoyang many years ago, and the old man Fan Shigang many years ago.

He said at that time: "You recognize me as a grandfather, and I will teach you to do Tai Chi." ”

Indeed, it was so long ago that even he had forgotten about it.

But Fan Shigang still remembers.

Nodding, Lin Yuan guessed that the time had come, and also stretched his arms and legs, "Now?" ”

Fan Shigang replied to him with movements, his old and powerful body slowly stretched, and Lin Yuan remembered Ye Man.

"Ten essentials, listen up."

Lin Yuan learned the movements in a panic and clumsily, like a grandmaster of Fan Shigang's generation, sonorous and powerful, "soft and slow, round and coherent, engrossed, breathing naturally, stretching in the middle, taking the waist as the axis, distinguishing between the virtual and the real, the top and bottom follow each other, the inside and the outside are combined, and the whole is unified." ”

Very profound, he didn't understand it at all.

The movements are also stupid like awkward dances.

The mobile phone suddenly buzzed in his pocket, Lin Yuan took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone, thought about it, and pressed the answer button.

"I'm sorry...... Let's break up. ”

What the heck?

The phone had been hung up, Lin Yuan woke up like a dream, and the whole person was frozen in place.

This voice is very familiar, it must be Lin Yinyin's.

Finally, there is news!

But what was she talking about? Parted?

I didn't give myself time to make amends.

It's really a rare phone bill, Lin Yuan didn't know why he thought of this.

Fan Shigang looked back at him and was furious, "Grandson, are you fooling me?" ”

"I didn't." Lin Yuan quibbled weakly, not wanting to care about anything anymore.

It doesn't matter if it breaks up or not, get out, roll as far as you want.

He just wants to do Tai Chi right now.

"Again." Lin Yuan took a deep breath.

Fan Shigang nodded, turned around and continued to enter the state.

There were fewer people downstairs, and it was getting darker.

It's time to eat.

The people waiting have not yet come, and the old and the young have been doing Tai Chi for more than half an hour.

Lin Yuan felt that his body was hot, his head and eyes were also hot, and he was almost going to burst out of the heat.

Seeing that it was almost over, Fan Shigang stopped moving, looked back with a smile and asked, "How is it?" ”

"It works, it works." Lin Yuan continued to wave his arms, "I feel that the dantian is full of strength, and my whole body is so hot that I sweat. ”

"Then what are you crying about?"

"No, it's sweat from the eyes."

4

A large family sat at a table in a reunion, Fan Shihong and Zhou Fengling arrived last, and Lin Yuan didn't know why they and Zhou Fengling were so close.

A table of food was steaming, Fan Shigang took good care of him, and kept putting vegetables into Lin Yuan's bowl. Fan Shigang was not to be outdone, Zhou Fengchi's bowl was full.

He said while picking up vegetables: "Wind Chime will be transferred to your school next semester, and you kid will take care of her more." ”

Lin Yuan was so frightened that the chicken legs fell off, and he couldn't believe it: "What are you kidding, she can get to Qingbei with her grades, and she actually came to go to junior college with me?" ”

Zhou Fengling made up a chicken leg for him, and said calmly: "I have actually always wanted to go to junior college, and I will tell you the truth, I once considered Lan Xiang." “

"Don't talk nonsense, you're not going to be happy."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Zhou Fengchi shook his braids.

"Your dad won't beat you to death?"

"He didn't graduate from junior high school, so he doesn't have the qualifications to look down on junior college."

Lin Yuan sighed and continued to eat chicken legs, but he always felt tasteless.

Fan Shihong played a round game: "The day after tomorrow, you take him with you, the school has already arranged it for you not to worry about it, just remember to take care of her, you two are old classmates." ”

Who takes care of whom is really not necessarily, Lin Yuan's brain is buzzing, it is really difficult to understand that there are really people in this world who will abandon Tsinghua University and Peking University and choose a junior college, they must be crazy, all of them are crazy.

When the meal got up, Zhou Fengchime drank wine, Lin Yuan was not to be outdone and poured a glass of white, but he didn't expect this woman to drink like a sea, he was drowsy after a cup, and Zhou Fengchime was still in high spirits.

She held Lin Yuan's head up and said seriously, "I can answer you a question." ”

Lin Yuan hesitated: "What's the problem?" I'm fine, I'm fine. ”

"You don't want to know why I was so nice to you back then?" Zhou Fengling huffed his feet on the bench, hooked Lin Yuan's chin, and the whole person spun around, "Are you really stupid?" College not going to college? You still delete my friend, you still don't agree, and someone else is qualified for this? ”

With a series of crackling explosions in his brain, Lin Yuan was so shocked that he woke up halfway, but he didn't expect Zhou Fengling to call himself an old lady, she turned out to be such a hidden person.

The topic was suddenly profound, a few old bones retreated in panic, leaving a lonely man and a widow at the dinner table, Lin Yuan was slightly interested, and asked, "Then why are you so good to me?" ”

"At first, it was because you were like my cousin, and then I found out that I liked you."

Are you kidding? Today is the Lantern Festival, not April Fool's Day! Lin Yuan changed color and almost fell, Zhou Fengling grabbed him, "When I was young, a colleague of my father came to my house, and I was the only one in the family at that time, and he wanted to plot against me, but my cousin saved me." ”

He ...... Isn't he always bullied? ”

"He's the same as you, his eyes are full of gray, but the deeper layer of gray is light."

"He won't fight hard for himself and others, but he will work hard for the people he cares about and others." Zhou Fengling's eyes were a little confused, "I think you are the same as him." ”

Lin Yuan lowered his head, undeniable.

The strings in my heart are plucked again.

It emits a messy and passionate sound.

It's like telling one story after another.

Sad, desperate, unwilling.

Mix together, roll up the wind of memory, and bring the rain of sorrow.

It is true that he will not fight hard with others for himself, but for the sake of Lin Yinyin, he does dare.

And he did.

But it doesn't seem to work.

Fate may not be completely reversed and changed by just one person's good deeds.

There are many, many examples of this.