"Yan Yue!?" Fang Xiqiao, who rushed to the door of the bathroom, in order to distract the people inside, yelled frantically inside, and did not dare to delay for a moment in his hand to turn the slotted groove on the lock with a screwdriver, but because he didn't get a response from inside, and didn't hear any other sounds, his heart panicked, and his hand turning the screwdriver was also a little weak.

Fortunately, after he tried his best to stabilize his mind, the door lock was opened by him, and when he pushed the door open and entered, he said that he couldn't tell what emotions were in his heart, blank? Excited?

Maybe there is a feeling of the rest of your life, and there may be the mood of wanting to worship the gods and Buddhas.

Because the woman in the bathroom was standing in front of the sink intact, her face was splashed with water, her forehead and sideburns were also wet with water droplets, and the gauze bandaged on her wrists was also wet, and the blood seeping out of it was smeared, like a flower.

She still had a handful of water in her palm, and the water from the faucet continued to flow, probably wanting to bow her head and bend down to wash her face, but she was forced to stop because of his arrival.

Also, her eyes were very red, and there was some swelling that was obviously just crying, and she didn't have to see it with her own eyes, Fang Xiqiao could think of how distressing Yan Yue must have been when she cried.

As long as Yan Yue cries, it will make him feel distressed.

"I'm sorry." Fang Xiqiao walked in front of Yan Yue in a few steps, stretched out his big hand, and hugged the woman into his arms, the warmth in his arms made his eyes a little astringent, this feeling of being able to hug her into his arms was indescribable, she in his arms was a living her, a gift, he felt that it was a gift, can that gift last a little longer, until after he died.

When he dies, he may not be afraid of losing this woman, but maybe, because he is not dead yet, and he doesn't know what will happen after death, so he can only say maybe.

"I know that your heart has endured a lot of things and is on the verge of collapse, but I am still indifferent to you, and I know that you have no appetite but still insist that you eat so many things." Fang Xiqiao listed his "crimes" one by one, he didn't ask for Yan Yue's forgiveness, he only wanted one thing, he sighed helplessly, "But, can you do it for me... Don't do that again for the sake of the people who love you. ”

Yan Yue held the handful of water in her hand, and at the moment when Fang Xiqiao came over and pulled her into her arms, she "fell" from her palm and fell into the ceramic sink, and in an instant a beautiful splash appeared, and the crisp voice entered the ears along with the man's voice.

"Don't tell me I'm sorry..."Yan Yue had obviously finished crying all her tears, but because of this man's hug and words, the tears were instantly like the faucet that was still flowing at the washstand, and as soon as she turned on the switch, the tears couldn't stop flowing down, and for a while she couldn't tell whether her face was the water that had just washed her face or the hot tears that had just flowed.

"Don't say sorry to people like me." She repeated the previous words again, then put her hand on the man's shoulder, and by the way, she also stood on tiptoe and rested her chin up, so that no more tears would fall from her head when she tilted her head.

When Fang Xiqiao heard this, he really wanted to bite the woman, but he couldn't help it, because he heard the woman's next words, it turned out that this woman knew everything, knew everything, and they couldn't hide it at all.

And Yan Yue accompanied them to act, pretending not to know anything, she just held everything in her heart, couldn't say or ask, so her heart would be more tormented and painful, and what Yan Yue bore in her heart was more self-blame than he expected.

"Mr. Fang was unable to go to school because of me, and my cousin was unable to go to school because of me... Work was affected, my cousin and sister-in-law didn't dare to go out of the community, not even out of the house, Mr. Fang's parents were also thrown rotten eggs during a lecture, seniors and team members couldn't go to work because of me, the game that had been struggling for seven years also suffered Waterloo, and even Li Xin's store was attacked by netizens. ”

Yan Yue said the pain suffered by the people around her one by one because of herself, and she still couldn't contain her emotions, she sobbed and put her forehead against Fang Xiqiao's chest, and continued in a trembling voice: "Because of me, you have been harassed by phone calls, text messages, and disrupted the normal rhythm of life, all because of me, it should be that I want to say sorry to you, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have suicidal thoughts, I shouldn't let Mr. Fang worry about you." ”

"Don't blame yourself anymore, Huaicheng and Li Xin have already opened a case to investigate the harassers, and when we finish this interview, we will leave Wutong City."

Fang Xiqiao felt that he was a bastard when he did it before, listening to Yan Yue's voice, he didn't want to stay and pursue any justice and justice, this world may be so disappointing, he still firmly believed in the law he believed in, but he didn't want to watch the woman he loved so painful anymore.

"Why don't you go abroad and chase the aurora in Alaska; To see Lake Baikal in Russia, in addition to the song "Birch Forest", your favorite thing to listen to is "On the Shore of Lake Baikal", let's go to see the moonlight on Lake Baikal; After watching the moonlight on Lake Baikal, we will go to Russia to find traces of the former Soviet Union and listen to the folk songs left by the former Soviet Union; Or go a little further and visit the penguin's hometown, don't you always like to ask emperor penguins what is the difference, let's go and see for yourself. ”

Yan Yue bit her index finger, held back the resonance in her chest, and nodded, she wanted to respond to the word "good", but the uncontrollable sobbing did not allow her to do so.

Yan Yue cried for a long time, tears can really heal people, tears are like bad emotions in the body, first-class out, the heart feels a lot better, if you are accompanied by the person you love the most, the effect will be doubled.

After packing up her emotions and getting out of the bathroom, Yan Yue immediately went to apologize to Professor Hu and his wife, and both of them hugged Yan Yue distressedly, and then pulled Yan Yue and said many words of relief.

While the three of them were talking, Fang Xiqiao was next to Yan Yue's wrist and re-bandaged it, Mrs. Hu noticed the blood stains on Yan Yue's clothes and shoes, and also took out her young clothes for Yan Yue to wear, it was the kind of long-sleeved skirt in the seventies and eighties, the sleeves could cover the wrist injury, and the small leather shoes were also the kind of low thick heels.

Before the reporter came, Yan Yue also simply touched up her makeup, so that her complexion did not look very bad, no matter what your mood is, what happened to you, you must always appear in front of others with a dignified appearance It was her mother Yan Xinhui who taught her by example.

On the second day after Su Jiannian left, Yan Xinhui, who had cried all night the night before, still tidied up her makeup, carried a delicate woven handbag, and led ten-year-old Yan Yue to the hospital to see her ears.

But at that time, Yan Xinhui's dignified only let her say to the outside world that Su Jiannian was going out to work.

As a result, everyone doesn't know why such a dignified and poetic woman would commit suicide by jumping off the building, and they feel that this family of three has always been very happy.

When the reporter interviewed, Yan Yue was also like Yan Xinhui eighteen years ago, burying all the broken emotions and maintaining a dignified gentleness.

"Hello, Miss Yan, I'm reporter Liu Feng." The reporter sent by Nantong Daily is an old media person Liu Feng, I heard that he has been in the newspaper for more than ten years, his pen is sharp, and he is always aggressive when asking questions, I heard that he loves sensationalism the most, and the articles he wrote before have forced several people to suffer from online violence, two of them attempted suicide, and forced one person to emigrate abroad, but at this time he was more than forty years old and wore glasses and did not see the edge.

Yan Yue bowed slightly: "Hello." ”

The interview was conducted in a small garden at the back of the villa, with two white chairs on the soft lawn floor, Yan Yue, who had adapted to the daylight, sitting facing the sun, and reporter Liu Feng sitting with his back to the sun.

It's April and May, and the sun in the sky is still warm, not dazzling or burning.

Fang Xiqiao was uneasy to stand on the balcony where he could see the small garden, he originally wanted to accompany Yan Yue, but Yan Yue refused, saying that she could face it by herself, but after all, he was still not very worried about this reporter whose reputation was not too good, and the moment he saw that it was Liu Feng, he regretted choosing "Nantong Daily" a little.

Liu Feng took out the voice recorder and put it on the table, looked up at the young woman in front of him, the woman in the retro skirt seemed to have traveled from the previous era, he unscrewed the pen and went directly to the topic: "Then the interview begins?" ”

Yan Yue nodded.

Liu Feng pressed the recorder, and then prepared the recorded posture: "May I ask Miss Yan, how do you explain your father's accusation that you did not support you?" ”

"When I was ten years old, my father, that is, Su Jiannian, abandoned his wife and daughter and left, my mother was overwhelmed and committed suicide, and then I was adopted by my aunt, and my household registration has been entered into the household registration book of my aunt's family, so I have no legal obligation to support him." Yan Yue clarified the most important central point in this matter.

Liu Feng didn't seem to be too aggressive: "I heard that your father has cancer, do you know about it?" ”

Yan Yue blinked: "I know, but I also told him, I will take him to the hospital for treatment, whether it can be cured or not, I will pay for it, it is he who is unwilling to go to the hospital, I think I have done my best." ”

"But what Miss Yan said seems to be very different from the recording that your father broke out." Liu Feng stopped the pen he was recording, pushed his glasses, and raised his eyes to look at the woman in front of him.

"In this day and age, it's not difficult to maliciously splice together a piece of audio that you want." Yan Yue glanced at the voice recorder on the table, she didn't know that Su Jiannian would have so many eyes, and she had been recording since the first meeting, "If Mr. Liu wants me to have the reputation of a shrew, it's okay, isn't it?" ”

Liu Feng laughed, and then continued to ask: "Is there anything Miss Yan would like to say about your father's accusation that your aunt took you away and swallowed all his family's property during the years when he went out to work?" ”

Yan Yue folded her hands on her lap and stared at the pot of flowers on the table: "First of all, he didn't go out to work, he took all the money from the family and ran away with his lover outside, my sister-in-law's family is very good, in the two years when I had a shadow in my psyche, she took me everywhere to see a doctor and raised me to adulthood, as for the matter of swallowing property, I have already answered before." ”

"That is, your father left when you were ten years old, and never came back in the intervening years, and you have been raised by your aunt." Liu Feng combed through the previous ones, and asked again about the places he didn't ask, "Then when did your father come to you?" ”

"A little more than a month ago, he reappeared in front of me after disappearing for eighteen years." Yan Yue held her breath, concentrated all her attention on listening to the question, and then answered it clearly.

Liu Feng asked again: "I haven't contacted you for the past eighteen years, and I haven't come back?" ”

Yan Yue pursed her lips: "Three years ago, he came to my hometown Huaicheng to look for me, but he came to ask me for money. ”

"Did you give it?"

"I've been working in Wutong City, and I wasn't in Huaicheng at that time, and even if I were, I wouldn't give it." Yan Yue shook her head, "It's my aunt who saw that he had been lying in Huaicheng, and she was afraid that I would see it and remember something sad when I went back, so she sent him away with money." ”

"Then why did Miss Yan refuse to be interviewed by the media for verification in the past month, and why did she ask our company for an interview now?" Liu Feng's eyes finally sharpened, "Netizens said that you are weak and dare not come out to confront you in person, is that so?" ”

"Because everyone needs a truth, and maybe everyone won't believe it." Yan Yue sighed, "Because of my personality and because I'm just an ordinary person, I am not very willing to face the media and the camera, so I only made a Weibo statement at first, that is, my attitude and the truth, but no one believed it." ”

She looked down and sneered, "Probably because I didn't cry in front of everyone, but I really don't like to let others see my tears." ”

Thinking about it carefully, her tears were only the most seen by Fang Xiqiao.

"But now my life has been disrupted, and the lives of my relatives and friends have also been destroyed, whether netizens will believe it or not, I just hope that they can live their lives well, about this malicious rumor, personal attack and damage to my personal reputation, I have filed a lawsuit with the court a month ago, I believe there will be a result soon."

Yan Yue moved her body and sat in a slightly more comfortable position: "As for Su Jiannian's bitter complaint that I abandoned him, I think he can also sue me, or there are enthusiastic netizens who can also help him file a lawsuit, I believe in the law and judges, so I will never accept the so-called enthusiasm and fairness of netizens." ”

Liu Feng used a pen to quickly remember: "I wonder if Miss Yan can talk about why your father left in the first place?" ”

Yan Yue took a deep breath, brushed the broken hair around her ears, and looked at the cluster of wildflowers outside the fence, the cluster of wildflowers looked very beautiful, but it was not as beautiful as the flowers that the family personally served: "He cheated, he wanted to go away with that lover, before leaving, my mother knelt down to keep him, but instead of staying, she was kicked by him, which caused my mother's lungs to have problems, and he also slapped me, causing me to be deaf for several days." ”

"He left nothing for me and my mother, and if there was anything, it was his kick and a slap, and he also left my mother with the despair of jumping to her death, and left me with nightmares and shadows of my life when I witnessed my mother jumping off the building."

Liu Feng wrote the last word in his notebook and looked up at the woman: "Miss Yan is talking so easily now, she must have been very painful back then, but since Miss Yan has become light, why don't you smile and enmity, after all, it is also your father." ”

Yan Yue smiled lightly: "He is indeed my blood father, but I have been adopted by my aunt, and with those things he left back then, what can I expect to go back to him now?" ”

"Moreover, from a legal point of view, I have no obligation to support him, and emotionally, I am not a bodhisattva who can forgive everything and tolerate everything."

"Well, thank you very much Miss Yan for accepting our interview this time." Liu Feng nodded and remembered, then reached out to turn off the recorder, "I thought that this interview should have lasted for more than an hour because of Miss Yan's crying, but I didn't expect it to end in half an hour, and Miss Yan was not affected by this incident." ”

Yan Yue saw that the recorder was turned off, and the tension in her eyes dissipated a lot, and when she heard Liu Feng's words, she came back to her senses, smiled slightly, and teased: "If death is considered to have an impact, then I haven't been affected by that kind of impact, and I should be able to bear some more, and then die." ”

Liu Fenggang put the cap of the fountain pen inside, and when he heard Yan Yue's words, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Liu hopes that Miss Yan can persevere well and persist until the day when netizens wake up." ”

"But reporter Liu's last question doesn't seem to be so hopeful?"

"That's my job, I hope Miss Yan understands." Liu Feng smiled embarrassedly, "Your boyfriend really loves you too, before coming to the interview, he specially called our newspaper and asked the newspaper to send a gentle reporter over, saying that your current state is not suitable for an interview that is too aggressive." ”

"He has always been so considerate and gentle, and he has always been so kind to me." Yan Yue gradually relaxed her nerves, probably because Liu Feng, as a reporter, has an innate aura, which makes you feel that he is a friend who has known each other for many years, even if it is only the first time you have met, "I sometimes always don't know how to respond to his kindness in order to live up to his kindness to me." ”

Liu Feng is also happy to do this kind of "old friend" thing: "Does it make you feel pressured? ”

Yan Yueqian smiled and shook her head, and looked at the balcony over there, where there was someone she loved, who made her reluctant to give up on this world: "He respects me very much, and we all have space for each other, he wants me to be inseparable from him, but he is afraid that I can't do without him, he is a man who is contradictory and makes people love him very much, I have always been grateful to the world for letting me meet him." ”

It was the first time she said the other party's love words like this, but unfortunately Fang Xiqiao was not there, if Fang Xiqiao was there, she might not be able to say it.

"Miss Yan is alive and well, and being able to accompany him well is to live up to Mr. Fang." Liu Feng pinned the pen to the notebook, then put it in the briefcase, and then put the briefcase on the leg of the chair, "My wife also said like Miss Yan, saying that she didn't know how to live up to my kindness to her, I regret that I was busy with work at the beginning, and I didn't say this to her. ”

Yan Yue tilted her head slightly: "Your wife...?" ”

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed a few times: "Your boyfriend asked my club to send a gentle reporter over, but in the end he sent me, an aggressive and sharp writer, don't you think it's a bit deceitful?" ”

"I have lived in Wutong City for ten years, and I know that reporter Liu's aggressive and sharp writing has brought huge attention and influence to your society, so I am not surprised." Yan Yue didn't care much about this, after all, her incident drove public opinion on the Internet for January, and it is understandable that Nantong Daily wants to take advantage of this, "But I still hope that Reporter Liu will not distort the meaning of my words, and let Reporter Liu play the rest." ”

Liu Feng hurriedly shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't add a word, and I won't subtract a word, because my wife committed suicide because of online violence, and I know how important it is to restore the truth to netizens." ”

Yan Yue opened her mouth, speechless for a while, she always felt that she had poked someone else's wound, and when she was about to say sorry, Liu Feng had already entered the memory.

Not only Liu Feng gives people an atmosphere of knowing each other for many years, but also Yan Yue's body, her indifferent temperament, gentle eyebrows, and dignified demeanor all give people a feeling of being at home, and even Liu Feng, who has seen countless things, inevitably fell into this trap.

"Five years ago, I was still a grandstanding reporter, I could make up an eye-catching story with any bit of fragmentary clues, countless netizens were led by my articles, and countless people were attacked by netizens because of my articles, some of those people attempted suicide, some were forced to live in seclusion in the countryside, and those who had money moved directly abroad, but I don't think there is anything wrong with this, because that's my job, I'm just doing my job, and it's netizens who attack them, not me."

When Liu Feng said this, he was not excusing and relaxed, but smiled bitterly: "I was forty-two years old at the time, but I still had that thought, but the sad thing that woke me up was the death of my wife, my wife is a pianist, because of my reputation in the media industry, she has also received attention, but all of them are some attacks on her appearance and piano skills, I feel very guilty, let her spend a long year in such suffering." ”

Yan Yue unconsciously clenched her palms: "A whole year of cyber violence?" ”

"One year and eighteen days." Liu Feng picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea, "In this year and eighteen days, she didn't say anything to me, only that she was fine, she was not affected, and let me continue to do what I liked, but one day when I came home, my child told me that 'Mom is dead' and died in front of her favorite piano, and her blood stained the white keys." ”

"When I was at her funeral, I learned from her colleagues and friends that she had a big deal that year, curse letters, and harassing text messages that kept her dead. As long as she posts a Weibo, no matter what content she posts, the comment area is full of ugly insults, and when she performs, she will also be interrupted and humiliated by the netizens she finds, which is the case in almost every performance. ”

"Haven't you ever been to your wife's show?" Yan Yue's eyes widened in surprise, everything was like this, but Liu Feng didn't know it.

Liu Feng bowed his head with some guilt: "I am too busy at work and have no time, and my wife is also very supportive of me in my own career, but I hope she will never support me." ”

Yan Yue reached out to hold the handle of the teacup, but she didn't pick it up, she touched it, then looked up and said, "Then you won't make some sensational news?" ”

"It's my child." Liu Feng put down the teacup, "My child cried and begged me on the day of the funeral after hearing about what her mother had suffered... Let me stop writing articles that lack morality, and stop letting other people lose their mothers, lose their loved ones, say that I killed her mother... After that, I put down the pen in my hand, went to do the logistics, and went to apologize to the people I had hurt before. ”

"Some people accepted my apology very leniently, and I appreciate their generosity; Some people didn't accept my apologies and let me go, but I am still grateful to them, because they didn't die, I haven't caused greater sins, and my heart can feel a little better; But I'll always feel guilty about them for the rest of my life, and for their families. ”

Yan Yue's eyes darkened: "But they don't live to make you feel good, the meaning of their life has always been to enjoy the world, to love others, to be loved, to appreciate the magic work that nature has given to human beings, it is you who have added the article 'make your heart feel good' in the meaning of their lives." ”

Liu Feng understood Yan Yue's anger very well, and felt that what Yan Yue said was very right, so he didn't refute anything: "Miss Yan, you have to live well, because you are dead, those netizens just blow the dust on the keyboard, and then continue to attack the next person, they will not repent or be sad." ”

"Because if my wife hadn't died, if my child hadn't said that to me on his knees, I probably wouldn't have repented one day."

Yan Yue raised her eyes to look at Liu Feng, and suddenly asked very calmly: "Does Reporter Liu think that your wife doesn't want to live anymore, so she chose to commit suicide?" ”

Liu Feng was silent, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed like a sudden realization, and then the sadness in his eyes was even worse, and it took him five years to understand: "My wife loves me very much and loves our children, she loves this family very much, she loves her career very much, she loves life very much, she said that she will wake us up with the sound of the piano every morning, and she will play until she can't play." ”

"She's a romantic, she loves everything in this world."

She doesn't want to live.

Therefore, instead of trying to hope that the scarred victims are alive, we should hope that the perpetrators are.