Seven Years of Wounds (2)
"Why are you in a bad mood when you just come back, is it because of Qiao Ran's previous incident?" Lu Bin became nervous, "Will she blame me for not protecting Qiao Ran and hating me?" ”
"You're so worried, my mom doesn't know about it, and we won't tell her." Qiao Yan said, "It's because of other things, it has nothing to do with you." Don't worry, when the time comes, even if you don't want to see you, my mother will ask to see you. ”
Lu Bin took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke ring, hoping to re-shine in his eyes. "Then I can only wait for the opportunity, please help me with a few more kind words then, thank you in advance."
"That's for sure, I'm optimistic about you." Qiao Yan sighed secretly, she didn't know how to deal with the aftermath of her and Wei Chihong's affairs, "There is something I also want to ask you, Wei Chihong is investigating a secret case, are you involved?" ”
"That ......" Lu Bin hesitated, still telling the truth, "Yes, I have participated." But that's confidential, and I can't tell you anything. ”
Qiao Yan had expected that she couldn't find anything from Lu Bin, and she was still disappointed. "I understand. I just want to know why I can't participate. She mumbled a sentence out of her throat, and suddenly stared at Lu Bin's eyes, "Is it because I'm not a formal policeman, or ...... Does that case have anything to do with me? ”
Lu Bin adjusted the collar of his shirt with his hand, as if he wanted to breathe.
Qiao Yan could see at a glance that it was a decompression behavior, just like someone rubbing the back of the neck with their fingers, and someone rubbing the side of the neck. Or pinch the flesh below the chin and above the Adam's apple, which is rich in nerve endings, and can be massaged to relieve blood pressure, lower heart rate, and have a calming effect. Men move more and like to grab or cover the front of the neck below the chin to stimulate the vagus nerve and carotid sinus, thereby lowering the heart rate and calming the mood. Sometimes men like to adjust the tie knot or shirt collar with their hands to give the shirt air, if not because of the hot temperature, but also to relieve their own stress.
At this time, the cold rain knocked on the window, and the indoor temperature was very low, and Lu Bin's action was definitely not because the temperature was stuffy, but because he was decompressing himself. Then, that secret case really has something to do with her. She always knew that Wei Chihong had something important to hide from her, from the beginning when she was taken home by him after being stunned outside the Misty Mountains, but he never refused to fully open up to her, even when they were already like glue, he still deliberately avoided them. And she is not easy to get to the bottom of it, she can't tell her what happened back then, and how can she ask the other party to admit everything unreservedly.
However, after confirming her suspicions and speculations, she still panicked, and deep down, there was some new pain, mixed with the original hidden pain. She turned her head to look out the window, unable to see anything but the rain. What kind of things are hidden in the dripping rain?
"Qiao Yan, don't blame the leader." Lu Bin anxiously explained for Wei Chihong, "This is also the meaning of the superior leader, he can't be the master, he can only follow it." ”
Qiao Yan turned her gaze back from the depths of the rain and fog and smiled reluctantly. "I can understand that."
Lu Bin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the police hat on the table and put it on. "I'm going out for an event, and it's too late if I don't leave."
Qiao Yan watched him leave, and sat down in the seat in front of the window again, in a trance, until the sound of the caller alarm her. It was Zhong Kai who told her that Wan Xing's condition had basically stabilized and was out of danger.
After two days and nights of companionship, coupled with the efforts of the nursing team, Zhong Kai and another doctor finally succeeded in treating Wan Xing, and now they are mainly closely monitoring and treating her symptoms. Zhong Kai asked Qiao Yan to help contact Wan Xing's family, and Wan Xing's mood was quite stable after waking up, but when she asked her family's contact number, she refused to say anything.
Qiao Yan didn't know the contact information of Wan Xing's family, so she could only ask Wei Chihong for help. After inquiring around, I learned that Wan Xing had been living alone in a small house left by his mother. After her mother died, her father married her stepmother, who often beat and scolded Wan Xing, and Wan Xing basically cut off contact with them after being admitted to university, and they all relied on their own part-time work to earn tuition, and they also worked and lived alone after graduation. Wan Xing never said this to anyone, she armed herself with indifference, and buried her loneliness and joy, anger and sorrow together, which made Qiao Yan embarrassed. After Zhong Kai learned that Wanxing's family could not take care of her, he also felt sad for her, so he hired two nurses for her to take turns to take care of her.
The Spring Festival is coming soon, this year's winter is particularly cold, and the rainy season is also very long, in the garden of Qiao's Mansion, the raindrops are pouring down on the treetops and petals from morning to night, sprinkling the residual red all over the ground. The cold current is also accompanied by the rainy season, Zhuo Yiqin is the most afraid of cold in the family, Qiao Ran is afraid of fire, the fireplace can not make a fire, Zhuo Zhengqin bought a big electric heater, placed it in the living room, and everyone gathered around the electric heater at night. Zhuo Yiqin made sweaters for the sisters, she was ingenious when she was young, and liked to make clothes and various accessories by herself, and this habit has been maintained to this day. Aunt Ah Xiu helped to wind the yarn on the side. Qiao Ran curled up lazily on the sofa, her eyes looking at the TV, which was playing her favorite singing program.
Qiao Yan had a book on psychology on her lap, but she was upset and couldn't read it at all. In the past two nights, she went back to Qiao's Mansion to live with her mother. Zhuo Yiqin never mentioned Wei Chihong again, Qiao Yan opened a few times, but she blocked back, saying that she should not mention everything related to Wei Chi's family in front of her, and she would not give Qiao Yan a chance to persuade at all. In addition, Zhuo Yiqin cares for the sisters and does her best to be gentle with her mother. She is a smart person, looking at Qiao Yan's desolate look, she knows that Wei Chihong has a lot of weight in her mind, she can't be hard, she can only use family affection to impress and influence her.
After dinner tonight, Qiao Yan finally couldn't hold Zhuo Xianqin anymore, she stared at her mother sadly and quietly, and after a long time, she finally spoke: "Mom, I know that your hatred for the Wei Chi family is deep-rooted, but your love for me is also deep in the bone marrow, why can't you try to accept the person I love because you love me." Maybe take a step back and you'll feel like the sea and the sky are ......"
Zhuo Yiqin's desolate laughter drowned out her unfinished words. "Do you want me to poke my heart with a knife to prove my love for you?" Her voice was soft and weak, barely showing any strength, "I've left the choice to you." You've grown up, you've got hard wings, and you want to fly away from me, and I can't stop you. Just like if you fly from the United States, if you want to fly higher, then go for it. ”
"Mom......" Qiao Yan felt pain in her heart, but she still refused to give up the possibility of turning around, "Wei Chihong is not a party, and those grievances have nothing to do with him." Besides, his parents aren't here either, so why can't we find a proper way to get along? ”
"Say no more!" Zhuo Yiqin shook her head, tears streaming down her face, "I am a failure, I have done my best for my husband and daughter for more than 20 years, but in the end, I was betrayed by my husband, and even my daughter can't understand and understand me." ”
These words hit Qiao Yan's vital point, and a strong sense of guilt, self-blame and guilt welled up in her heart, seeing her mother so sad, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and the conversation ended and it was difficult to continue.
Qiao Yan felt like she had fallen into a helpless deep well, and kept falling, waiting for her, I don't know whether it was warm redemption or cold despair.
Wei Chihong's life is not easy, he originally planned to spend the New Year with Qiao Yan, and then set off to the Philippines for a pleasant trip. Now not only is the plan in vain, but there are few opportunities to be alone with him, and he can't sleep alone at night, and tension, anxiety, and worry continue to torture and erode him. Still, during the day he had to get back to work.
Ling Lingyao posted an apology statement online, admitting that she had fabricated facts and slandered the police.
When Wei Chihong received a call from Ling Lingyao, he was leaning on the bed and spitting out smoke, and the ashtray on the bedside table was already full of cigarette butts. "Great Detective-" The quiet female voice made him slightly stunned, in the middle of the night, there would be a strange woman calling him.
"I've done what you asked. But not because I feel like I'm wrong, it's for your sake. That night at the beach, you helped me light a candle, which was a favor for you. ”
Yu Chihong finally reacted, the other party was Ling Lingyao, presumably she struggled until the middle of the night in order to post an apology, regardless of whether others had rested. He was secretly amused, obviously she did something wrong, but after some persuasion from him, he still refused to admit it, not to return his favor. But let that stubborn girl correct her mistakes with practical actions, his goal has been achieved, and he doesn't care what kind of rhetoric she uses.
"I'm glad you can do that." He replied faintly.
After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, there was a slight sobbing, Ling Lingyao spoke again, her voice already filled with tears, "I believe you are not a bad person, but I still can't tell you about my father...... No more, so be it. ”
Ling Lingyao quickly hung up the phone. Yu Chihong was stunned again, and then shook his head helplessly. Then he lit a cigarette again, puffing it slowly, and after a long time, he extinguished the cigarette and lay down on the bed. Pillowing his head with his hands, listening to the sound of rain outside the window shattering the night, every night when Qiao Yan was not there was too much loneliness. He watched the window turn pale gray to fish-belly white, and another day was about to begin.
The investigation on Lee's side has progressed, and the whereabouts of Susie, one of the members of the AC6 project team that year, have been inquired. To his great surprise, he was caught red-handed by the police for robbing a jewelry store and serving his sentence in prison.