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Ye Che sat alone on the roof of the building, with black oppressive clouds overhead, occasionally one or two dull thunders, the heavy rain seemed to be pouring down, and the face of the person who smashed it was even a little painful.

But Ye Che didn't have an umbrella, as if he didn't know that he couldn't feel this kind of rain, he lowered his head and looked at the ground, and the black coat on his body was only attached to his upper body. The rain trickled down his cheeks and dripped to the ground, Ye Che stared at the puddles that had gathered on the ground, feeling as if they were coming from his own tears.

Once upon a time, he was also on the top of this building, and for Zhang Weiyong, he was almost fatally shot. It's a little sad to think about it, the world is so big, but I was played by a few children, and I almost ruined my life for so long, and now the future is like this black cloud overhead, and the darkness seems to be gone.

He never thought that his conjecture would really be confirmed, and he never thought that Zhang Weiyong had been with him for so long, and everything was just his lie.

Ye Che clearly remembered that he had said that Zheng Wei was his best friend, but it turned out that it was indeed himself who killed Zheng Wei.

Maybe I'm too naïve. Ye Che thought to himself, feeling as if his heart was blocked by something, it was difficult to catch his breath, he couldn't help but cover his right chest, although his heart was on the left, but he still felt like he was like someone else, a corner was empty, full of so-called burning and fire.

Sometimes life gives you more than you can imagine. He never thought that what he believed in so much, the only one who could be regarded as an ally was actually a murderer, and he was still thinking about Zhang Weiyong during his days in prison, afraid that he would not be able to hold on, and asked someone to encourage him, now it seems that his actions may be ridiculous in his opinion.

Ye Che remembered the man who saved himself again. If he knew that his son had killed himself, would he have saved himself? He has already been introspected in prison, isn't that what prison does? It may be that the sins he committed in the past were so great that he couldn't pay them back.

But what if he knew that his child was a villain? He desperately escaped from prison, and saw his son Zhao Ming again, seeing him use his far beyond ordinary abilities and knowledge on how to destroy others, wouldn't he feel hopeless and even a sense of betrayal? He would feel that he might as well be shot in prison, so that his children might still think that their father was dead and buried in some unknown soil.

Sometimes it's such a mistake, and the man would never have thought that the person he rescued turned out to be the murderer of his own child, the child he was thinking about before he died, but he was killed by a hopeless, heinous policeman, and he let the policeman go.

So now retribution has finally come. Ye Che felt that his eyes were blurry, it was really too heavy, he didn't know what to do next, or how to do it, there was really no way, he felt that everyone around him had betrayed him, and he was left alone in the world.

Ye Che suddenly thought of what he had seen in the book before, in their world, there is only one person in the world, so they feel extremely difficult no matter what they do, so they will only talk to themselves, imagine if you wake up one morning and you are the only one left in the world, do you still have the courage to live?

Now that he finally knows the utter powerlessness of this feeling, no one can help you. You can only stay alone in the rain, even if your existence in this world is gone, legally you are already dead in prison.

He finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed backwards in the rain, like a cold corpse that had been dead for a long time.

On the other side of the rainstorm-washed city, Zhang Weiyong is taking notes at the Public Security Bureau.

For him now, he is familiar with the process of transcription, he has been called to the police station several times in less than a year, it is nothing for Zhang Weiyong, he has been able to accept it, but his parents seem to have been greatly frightened, and they are sincerely afraid all day long, no matter how Zhang Weiyong explains and comforts, they are afraid as if they have lost their souls.

Maybe in their life experience, they haven't seen a dead person, Zhang Weiyong thought to himself, it is true that the impact of a fresh corpse on a person who has never seen it is too great, this has nothing to do with age, the key is life experience, a normal adult who has never seen any bloody scene, suddenly saw this kind of scene, it is estimated that everyone will faint in fright.

But at this moment, Zhang Weiyong really felt that his parents were old, although they could be said to be in the prime of life, but seeing their horror and worry, Zhang Weiyong deeply understood their inner thoughts, afraid that he would cause trouble outside, and then the enemy would throw the body at his door.

But he really didn't know all this, Zhang Weiyong truthfully told the police that he was being followed, although the policeman's brows did not loosen, but the rest of himself really didn't know, and he didn't know how to say it.

"Alright, you can go." He wore a hat, Zhang Weiyong squinted his eyes slightly, and he recognized this policeman as the one who let him out of the confinement room at that time.

"Can I ask a question?" Zhang Weiyong was a little unwilling: "How is Ye Che now." ”

The policeman shook his head, "Don't advise, let's go, your parents are waiting for you, we will find out about this matter." He paused, "Including, your business." ”

Zhang Weiyong glanced at the policeman, his eyes were a little sharp, like a sharp blade trying to break his brain. He nodded slightly, turned and walked out of the room.

On the way home, Zhang Weiyong was frantically interrogated by his parents about what was going on, but Zhang Weiyong really didn't know how to tell them, and some things still couldn't be let them know, after all, the more you know, the faster you will die.

After some hard work of comfort and prevarication, Zhang Weiyong finally calmed down the mood of these two people, sometimes parents are more like children, because care is chaotic, as long as there is a little problem, they will be anxious like a child, no matter who they are, they will show their childish side in front of their feelings.

When he returned home, Zhang Weiyong found that his door had been cleaned up, as if nothing had ever happened here. He frowned, although he didn't tell the police, but he knew in his heart that this matter might not be related to Zhong Yan, and he only had a one-sided relationship with this Lu Lingyu, why was he killed?

He carefully recalled everything Lu Lingyu said to himself, and he seemed to mean that Zhong Yan and they had blackmailed him with a batch of drugs and had been looking for them. But why did this become the reason for his killing? Could it be that he had already found them, and the tactics were too drastic and then killed? So why put it on your doorstep? And most importantly, why did he follow him before he died?

It's really another bunch of mysteries. Zhang Weiyong felt that this time they did too much, because they implicated unrelated people, such as their own parents, and it was indeed very likely that the whole thing happened with themselves as the core, but why should they intimidate others like this.

He went back to his room and sat down, turned on the lamp, wanted to write down everything he thought of today, habitually turned on his phone, but found an unread text message.

"Here we go again." Zhang Weiyong felt that his scalp was numb, and a wave of unsettled waves rose again, who was it this time? What will happen? It seems that the electric ID is unknown to me, and I am afraid and estimated that it is Zhong Yan again.

He clicked on the message, it was not Zhong Yan, which surprised him, because the message told who sent it, he didn't expect this person to send a text message to himself, and how did he get his mobile phone number.

"I'll see you at 7 p.m. next Saturday at the door of E. Zheng Gang. ”