Shi Lingren, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly spoke: "Ask her what happened on the day of the incident?" ”

Almost at the same moment, Yu Zujia in the interrogation room also asked in a gentle voice: "Liu Xijun, can you tell us what happened that day?" ”

To be honest, I was also very curious, what happened on the day of the crime, which made Liu Xijun feel that she was a murderer, you must know that no one had suspected her before.

"What did I do on the day of the crime?" Liu Xijun let out a dream-like voice, "I feel like I'm ...... It seems to have a doppelganger. I was in the room on the second floor, but I could see my mother's every move. I don't know why, I had a strange-shaped pistol in my hand, and I shot at my mother. That's what I keep dreaming about. I even felt like I had seen the hem of my mother's loungewear blow up in the wind and slowly fall down. I can see it clearly.

But that's the face I see in the mirror every morning when I wash my face.

That's my face.

With great difficulty, my doppelganger managed to prop up my trembling legs and walk from the dressing room to the hallway on the second floor. I'm going to find my mother, I don't want to see the wild women that Liu Zhenzhen brought back, so I don't want to take the spiral ladder or the big staircase leading to the gatehouse.

There are also two staircases, one at the left and right ends of the aisle. These two narrow and steep staircases, which those women did not know, were usually only used by Aunt Mei and Aunt Mei's distant niece who came to her. The stairs on the left lead to the kitchen, which should be there there now. The stairs on the right lead to Aunt May's room and the restroom downstairs. I chose to go downstairs from there. Also, after going up that staircase to the first floor, it's close to the living room.

The staircase was dimly lit with only a small light, and I was sleepwalking with my hands on the wall and tiptoe down in fear. When I was a child, every time Aunt Mei saw me touching the wall with my hands, she would scold me for soiling the wall. But now that I think about it, it doesn't really matter. At that time, I was a child and had no strength, so I couldn't speak for myself. Although I was very annoyed by this, I was told to see Aunt Mei again, she was very respectful to me, I don't know if it was because of what my little mother said, or if she knew that I would never let him go when I grew up.

Ever since Aunt Mei told me that my mother was an Oiran, I had a grudge against me, and I don't know how many years have passed. My resolve remains the same. It has nothing to do with the law or the trial.

Although Aunt Mei often relies on the old to be lazy, there are many women in the family, and when they are busy, they should not be lazy. However, Aunt May was really not there at that time, but her distant niece appeared on the stairs, and she sat there, leaning back, as if she was sleeping crookedly.

I was startled, but luckily she didn't say a word, and I walked past her. Aunt May's niece held a glass bottle in her hand and placed it on the apron*, as if she had drunk half of it. As she walked past her, the sweet smell of fruit came to her nose. She may have stolen something again. I think her eating is too ugly.

As I gently pushed open the door to the first-floor hallway—

Bang!

A crackling sound resounded through the dimly lit hallway. I was startled and stood there in a daze.

I really heard that voice. I don't know if it's in my own room on the second floor, or when I walk halfway up the stairs, it's one of the places anyway. Even if it was really like in my dream, I shot at my mother on the second floor, and the bullet would not have hit my mother. So, it must have been just a dream, not real.

I stopped up the stairs and wondered what it was. Is it the sound outside the house? It's better to be like that, but it doesn't feel like it's not. Is it the sound of the TV coming from the living room? It doesn't seem to be. I walked down the stairs, pushed the door open, and walked to the hallway on the first floor. From here, the dream and another memory begin to merge.

The aisles were packed with people. Rushing out of the living room, the women stood in front of the door of the living room, trying to open it, but could not open it, so everyone could only knock on the door with all their might, screaming loudly, as if they were quarrelling.

"Xijun, do you know where the key to this door is?"

A woman suddenly asked loudly. I was so scared that I couldn't speak. Even if I could speak, it would be impossible to know where the key to the room was.

"By the way, go ask that Aunt Mei!"

After the woman finished speaking, she ran to the kitchen. Probably he thought that Aunt May should know where to put the key.

"Run to the rooftop and you can see the inside of the room through the window."

After the woman finished speaking, she rushed out. A woman knocked on the door and screamed loudly. There were women half-crouching and grabbing the ground, trying to spy through the keyhole in the room. The women in the back were exceptionally calm, casually talking to the women next to them. What the hell are you arguing about? Never before had the house been so noisy.

In the confusion someone opened the door, as you can see from the scene, there was a fireplace on the right wall after entering the door, the firewood was piled up as high as a hill, the fire was burning strongly, and the room was a little stuffy. But the floor in front of the fireplace cannot be seen from the window.

I saw my mom fall face up with her head facing the door. The right temple had been pierced, and blood was bleeding all over the ground. I immediately rushed to her side, only to realize that her heart had stopped beating. However, this is also the last moment I can look at my little mother like this. The women pushed me aside, rushed in, squeezed my mom, and pulled her out of the aisle. Aunt Mei hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, and I also screamed but couldn't get close to my mother, why was she so rude, but this was also helpless.

Because, the right hand and right sleeve of the little mother have been burned by the flames in the fireplace. But the little mother didn't even open her eyes.

That's right. Mommy wasn't asleep. It's not peach blossoms in your hair.

The little mother fell into a long sleep and never woke up.

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The reason why the little mother gently closes her eyes is because she will never wake up again.

The reason why the mother's body looks red is because the mother is covered from head to toe with blood flowing from her head.

I finally realized that no matter how much I called, my mother would never wake up and smile at me. When I realized this, I suddenly felt like I had seen my little mother slowly fall down in this room, and bright red flowers bloomed on her head.

In the confusion, a familiar face flashed, and I remembered the face, not only because it was a man's face, but I already remembered why. It was the man who used to watch me in the garden, that is, the man who had Aunt Mei's private meeting. Before, he would come up to the second floor and talk to me as a young man and bring me things. You can't go wrong.

There was also a man in the room, and I wasn't in the slightest surprised when I saw that face. That man is ...... It's the man I call my father.

Liu Zhenzhen!

We should be related by blood. But I'm not going to call that man "Daddy". He's not my father, he's the hateful enemy who took my mom away from me. He was drunk unconscious, crouching in the corner of the room. The women talked a lot, and their faces were gloomy, obviously this man killed his mother. After killing, he also tried to destroy the corpse with a fireplace. Now their dream of correcting is bankrupt! Therefore, it is a good thing that the man was not sentenced, let him see the faces of these women.

What the? Do you think I'm not like this as a child?

Joke, I lost my irreplaceable mom, of course I have the right to revenge.

Of course, if my dream is a fact, and I killed my mother, I will sanction myself.

I'm going to be at my mom's house and waiting for the man to come back and make it clear. At that time, everything will be revealed.

Did the man kill my mother, or did I kill it?

Women are always looking for memories of the past, the life and death of that woman, and other ......"

The interrogation naturally ended without a problem, not only because Liu Xijun said nonsense like a fever, but also because she lost control of her emotions from time to time, and finally Sister Xiao Mo went out to take her to rest.

Actually, no one believes that she will be a murderer, if you want to say that such grief is faked, then she can go and win the Oscar!

"Pay attention to your attitude," Yu Zujia made a straight face, "In our business, the most avoidable subjective judgment is to be emotional, based on facts and the law!" ”

I sneered: "Didn't you swear before that Liu Xijun couldn't be the murderer?" Then why are you investigating? How good is it to be directly finalized? ”

"I am...... That's it", Yu Zujia was hesitant.

Shi Ling reminded him: "Didn't you say that you found a witness? ”

"That's right", Yu Zujia high-fived, still a little embarrassed, "It's not accurate to say that he found it, he took the initiative to find us!" ”

Oh? I exchanged glances with Shi Lingren, in this era where nothing is about oneself, there are still people who act as good citizens, it's really ...... It's worth seeing!

The day after the incident, the police received a call from a man who claimed to be an eyewitness, "In the speeding police car, Yu Zujia introduced the case with a white face, and couldn't help but look at the 'horse' galloping wildly. "He confirmed that after Liu Xijun found his mother's body, he immediately called the police and did not touch anything in the room, and of course, did not take anything away."

"In other words, Liu Xijun's suspicion has been ruled out?"

I jumped up, hit the roof of the car, sat down with a painful sound, and I punched Yu Zujia hard, not because of disappointment, but because of anger, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Yu Zujia grinned and said, "Let me tell you, no one in the bureau is willing to investigate this case, one is that Zhu Qi does have psychological problems, and another reason is that this eyewitness is talking about the truth." He said that from the time Zhu Qi entered the house to the time the police came to the scene, no one except Liu Xijun had entered Liu's house, and after Liu Xijun hurriedly called the police, he stayed in the living room and did not return to the scene. ”

"Really?"

Yu Zujia nodded, "We have also investigated, and the eyewitness and Liu Xijun don't know each other at all, and Liu Xijun can't know that the person from the opposite building will just look at this room." ”

I thought to myself, could it be such a coincidence? It just so happened that Liu Zhen arrived home drunk, and it happened that witnesses saw Zhu Qi's room, and it happened that Liu Xijun found the body...... It's so coincidental, so coincidental that it feels a little weird.

Yu Zujia scratched his head and sighed, "It's indeed a bit of a coincidence...... It's a pity that everything is reasonable, I originally thought that this was an opportunity to uncover the mystery of Liu Yaoyong's fall from the building, and even a chance to uncover a series of shady incidents! Moreover, I have always felt that Zhu Qi's illness is not as serious as we imagined, and I began to think that she wanted to kill people......"

"She wants to kill?"

"That's right, it's like on TV, pretending that you have a problem, and then killing someone, you can push it to mental illness and escape responsibility."

I screamed, "yes, that's possible!" ”

"What's the possibility," Yu Zujia was very frustrated, "You also heard the doctor say that she is really sick." Yu Zujia pointed to his heart, "Here." ”

Oh, yes...... Especially after Liu Xijun's confession, I suddenly changed from a family comedy to an ethical sensationalist film, which I can't accept.

"Don't be so frustrated," I patted him on the shoulder, "maybe there's a turnaround." ”

I don't believe it myself. I finally knew why Yu Zujia was so reluctant to pull us to meet the witnesses. It seems to be a peak and a loop, but there is no road ahead!

How do you say that...... There is no way out, and there is a Toyota car if there is a road?

Yu Zujia glared at me fiercely, sighed and said, "I just thought, did Zhu Qi dispose of sleeping pills and poisons before committing suicide, in order to blame Liu Xijun...... But I couldn't find a motive, and I blamed it like that...... It's too simple, too. ”

For the first time, I felt that Yu Zujia was not as stupid as I thought, he was very smart.

Although, it seems, really stupid.

After getting out of the car, Yu Zujia was still really depressed, he kicked the small stone on the side of the road, "I have been a local policeman for two years after returning to China, and I have been sitting on a cold bench, and I have never solved a single case." The other day I watched an old Hong Kong movie about a policeman who had never shot a gun in his life...... Later he shot and also died. ”

"Who hasn't died since ancient times...... I think he thinks too much.

According to what Yu Zujia told me in advance, the witness who lived on the opposite floor used a high-powered telescope to clearly see the movement of Zhu Qi's room...... My guess is that the witness was a psychopathic wearing sleeping pills, staying at home, smelling foul, and having a roe deer like a mouse.

Of course, I won't be upset, with Yu Zujia and Shi Lingren Hum Ha Er will escort me, who dares to attack me? I'm just slightly disgusted, and who knows what kind of mess can be found in a pervert's house?

All my thoughts, when I saw the witnesses, were all thrown out of the clouds, and I resented from the bottom of my heart - resentment Yu Zujia and Shi Lingren Why did they come with me?!

The eyewitness's name was Mi Branch, who was dressed simply and decently, handsome and extraordinary, and exuded a faint purity* from all over his body. He heard about our visit and received us very warmly.

"Haven't solved the case yet? You've worked so hard......" he said as he poured us tea, "what's the matter, is there anything else I can do to help you?" ”

Yu Zujia's face was ugly since he came in, and sitting on the sofa was like a needle hidden under his buttocks, I don't know what happened to him, he looked at him for a long time, and he ignored me.

Mi began to talk eloquently, "...... Really, you believe me, I must have said it right! ”

Yu Zujia covered her face with her hands, looking extremely uncomfortable. Shi Lingren's eyes were fixed on the ceiling, as if studying the lines.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, puzzled. By the way, I've been watching handsome guys...... In the mood for love, is it wrong to watch handsome guys take care of their eyes? Anyway, Shiling didn't say that he wanted to support me.

Mi Branch noticed me and nodded kindly, "Oh, you're new here. Is it? Don't you look like a police officer investigating that case? I see, it must be someone related to you who commissioned you to investigate. Or maybe it's a magazine? Ah, no. That's okay. Of course you can't name that person, and I don't have to. I just wanted to confirm one thing. I don't know which party it is? Is it the family of Liu Zhenzhen, who was found guilty? Or is it the family of Zhu Qi who was killed by Liu Zhenzhen?

I'm stupid, I can't tell if he's joking or serious, is he joking?

"It's okay, it's okay." He sat across from me and began to talk, "I don't care who you work for, let me tell you...... I think there are two possibilities, one is ice cubes......"

"Ice?"

"Yes, alcohol and poison were added to the ice. This way the victim can eat defenselessly without leaving any clues! ”

“…… Uh, why do you add alcohol to ice cubes? I was embarrassed to interrupt his passionate speculation.

"Of course, to mislead the police, the police will think that the deceased drank alcohol and then committed suicide!"

"Zhu Qi died by shooting, can he commit suicide without drinking?"

"Drinking is more convincing." He was persistent.

“…… Well, let's talk about the second possibility. "At least it proves that he didn't go to the scene of the crime.

Yu Zujia quietly pulled the corner of my clothes and shook her head at me without a trace, as if signaling me not to ask again, but it was too late, and Mi Fensi began to use his super imagination again. Oh no, probably judgment.

"Actually, you don't care about my second possibility...... Is it? Could it be that I misunderstood? No comment? Ah, isn't her case decided? I think Liu Zhenzhen is the only prisoner. Liu Xijun? The girl had only been seen once in the living room. While it is true that there are some puzzling facts, even if we pursue them now, it is impossible for the dead to be resurrected. It's the so-called death without proof! In that case, I don't think there is any inconvenience in talking about this case. ”

"In fact," Yu Zujia sighed, "the case is still being analyzed, and as one of the parties, we hope to get more clues from you, Mr. Mi...... For example, did you mention Zhu Qi's family? ”

"Really? I mentioned ......" Mi Fensi looked a little distracted, "I know a little, but this is nothing more than the facts of the case, not to mention that it is already an old thing." ...... to me For many, that illustrious courtyard is like a memory of youth. Well, perhaps, I should sort out the ins and outs of things for you. I just hope you don't sell my words to gossip magazines or write some bullshit microblogs.

I know that those idlers don't care about the truth, they only care about the grievances of wealthy families and inheritance turmoil...... Do female celebrities have a fixed boyfriend? It seems that the actress who passed away a while ago, not long after her death, gossip magazines once smeared her, and simply wrote her family's European-style house in Taiping Shan as an unusual brothel. What do you say, she only loves the modern high-level of political and business dignitaries, and plays with several men in the palm of her hand, and finally dies because of the entanglement of *. What nonsense. You don't know the law, do you? ”

"I understand, I understand." Yu Zujia replied succinctly. I whispered to Yu Zujia, "What's the way??" ”

Yu Zujia also whispered to me. "Critic."

Oh...... I see!

"Ah, is it? Please do it. Actually, I can only trust you on this issue. Never mind. But under no circumstances do you say my real name. I have a family, and I don't want to let people speculate. After speaking incoherently, Mi was stunned for a while.

"So, where do you start? From the day she died suddenly? Or did you start earlier? Do you want to know why I came into knowing her...... Where to live? Ah, yes? Actually, the reason for this is very simple...... Hehehe. Zhu Qi is a descendant of a veteran and important minister who attended the founding ceremony ten years ago.

After ten years of turmoil, whether it was the founding father or the red aristocracy, some families went into decline, while others followed the trend of reform and opening up, increased their assets, and accumulated wealth equivalent to their status as red aristocrats. Zhu Qi's family, as a branch of a fallen wealthy family, is one of the lucky successes, and it has also successfully survived the inflation after the whole people went to the sea - these things are easy for you to find, so I won't go into details. ――I'm sorry. I'm a bit of a chatterbox. Do you want to know what happened that day? What caused Zhu Qi's heart to stop beating, right?

The weather was fine that day, but there was an unusual coolness in the air. The peach blossoms are falling, and the asphalt road out of the community is paved with pink petals. I arrived at the observation site around noon...... Yes, I've been looking at her like this for a while, and there are already two or three old faces chatting in the spacious living room. There are these wild women who dream of ascending to the sky in one step, and of course she does not appear. Aunt May, the old woman who was already a little hunchback pushed a wheelbarrow and brought tea to everyone, and I guess Aunt Mei asked her to come out, but she was refused. Where is Zhu Qi? Did you meet the man named Liu Zhenzhen in another room? I remember feeling very bad at the time. It's a cliché, but I had a sense of foreboding.

Moments before I was ready to go to dinner, there was a sudden "bang" in the aisle, but it wasn't loud. It's gunshots. But the embarrassing thing is that after hearing this sound, I don't feel that anything is wrong. Because, I didn't think it was the sound of a murder weapon that would take people's lives.

Sometimes, there are benefits to having a lot of people. It seemed that one of the wild women had practiced shooting, and suddenly he screamed, and the shrill cry could be heard here, and she said, "It must have been the sound of a small pistol shooting just now." In the camera, when the women heard this, they all panicked. I saw women rushing out of the aisle, and they all knew that the door to Zhu Qi's living room was diagonally across the hallway.

But as expected, the door wouldn't open. Although the women clenched their fists and shouted hard, no one answered. At that time, I saw two or three people running out of the door and going around to the rooftop to look around, and every glass window was intact.

I eagerly adjusted the angle of the telescope, and finally found that only one window had the curtains open, from which I could see the room slightly, but only the roaring fire of the fireplace and the ceiling light reflected from the mirror on the fireplace. The room was completely locked, and not only was no one allowed to enter or exit, but not even a single bullet could pass through the walls.

Aunt May, the old woman who had been working in the kitchen, opened the door. To be precise, I saw a pair of jade hands take the key from Aunt Mei's hand and open it. For the old woman had almost collapsed, and her hands were shaking. I can assert that the door must have been locked from the inside. At that time, the women were there, and the person who opened the door had no reason to lie, otherwise it would be easy not to confess ....... ”

I know why Yu Zujia doesn't want to come, Mi Fensi may be a stalker. I prefer to use fanaticism to solve cases, with unbridled imagination and distorted common sense...... It's entirely possible that he would stun a few veteran cops.

"There is another possibility......"

"Huh? Aren't there two? ”

He waved his hand, "I've come up with a new suspicion!" Maybe the wine and the poison are mixed in the bullets! Zhu Qi was probably anesthetized when he was shot! ”

The room was very silent, and for two or three minutes, none of us spoke, and Mi Fensi's eyes widened, looking at me and Yu Zujia with excitement. The Shiling people, who had been silent, were obviously ignored.

Half an hour later. I couldn't bear it anymore, "Well, can I go to your room and have a look?" It's the room where you witnessed the crime scene. ”

He was a little disappointed that we didn't agree with him, but we readily agreed.

I was relieved, pulled Yu Zujia, and Shi Lingren followed him without saying a word.

Mi took us to his study, which contained a huge astronomical telescope. He said. "That's how I saw what happened."

He shifted his position and let me pass over when I first came, "This is the room." ”

I leaned over to take a look...... Didn't see anything! The purple curtains are tightly blocked.

Mi Branch Division said very frustratedly, "Hey, I don't know who is talking much, tell them that I witnessed the crime scene, and they have never opened the window again." ”

Isn't that nonsense?! Knowing that someone deliberately opened the window, it was purely psychological!

Yu Zujia was very serious, "Didn't I tell you?" Don't stop with anyone else! Your behavior ......"

"Okay, okay, I got it!" Mi Subdivision raised his hand and surrendered, "Didn't this female police officer say that she wanted to see it, so I found it for her?" I really don't look at it. ”

I was a little confused, "Why are you peeking at Zhu Qi?" Can't you come to visit in a big way? ”

Mi Fensi rolled his eyes, "I said, I didn't peek at her!" …… You know that people who do our business are always scolded, and when you meet unreasonable people, you will really die! I'm bored, so I go and see what everyone else is doing...... Well I'll admit, I really didn't mean to peek at her, I was just bored when I cared about the neighbors. I was in Zhu Qi's house many years ago...... There is a follow-up to Fang Cai's story, in short, Zhu Qi's family was already an upstart with a lot of money at the end of the reform and opening up, but this family had no chance of family happiness. The husband is innocent of his crimes, but his family has hundreds of millions of dollars, so that their family members continue to suffer accidents and diseases, and the number of people is constantly decreasing, which seems to be inversely proportional to economic development, and Zhu Qi is the last heir of this family. Mi Division's words brought us back to that fiery era......

Zhu Qi's parents helped her choose a son of the third generation to set up a household during her illness. But when her parents passed away one after another, she dissolved her marriage and lived a freewheeling life alone in the salon of a group of poets and literary youths in Sanlitun. But her beauty and talent soon spread to the streets, and there was an endless stream of young people who came to visit. My father was one of them. My father said that the first time he visited Zhu Qi and admired her beauty was the most brilliant day of his life. Even now, as long as you close your eyes, you can still see her shadow.

In his diary, he wrote that her black hair was coiled high, her icy and jade face was matched with a slender neck, and her long-sleeved loungewear with gold and silver thread embroidery on her black surface was draped casually like a bathrobe. Although she was dressed in fine clothes, she seemed to perpetually carry a hint of sadness, as if she was suffering from loneliness alone.

You're bound to get bored when I say that. But in my father's eyes, she always felt like a fairy who had sinned in heaven and was exiled to the earth. The black hair illuminated by the crystal lamp seems to have a halo on it, and the sleeves embroidered with flowers resemble a fairy feather robe dyed black by sin...... It's just that she is more beautiful than the Seven Fairies.

Of course, my father wasn't the only one who visited her. Everywhere she went, there were usually more than ten young talents, and everyone did everything they could to attract her attention and make her smile. She always had a faint, mournful smile on the corner of her mouth, watching it all with a cold eye. It seems that the custle in front of her like a Roman arena has nothing to do with her.

These young people usually have some different talents. Those who are good at reciting poetry will offer improvisational verses based on what she is wearing that day. Of course, the master of the instrument could play the violin or flute, and when the master of the dance tried to invite her to dance, she was refused, so she had to dance with the man in her arms. It is also said that two young men who will participate in martial arts competitions will show off their silver Tai Chi swords. Both of them were full of blood, and they almost saw blood. A man like my father, who had no talent, could only put himself in order and pray that her gaze would rest on him.

Zhu Qi always enthusiastically maneuvered between them, so that the children of the gentlemen were like a spring breeze, and the young people of literature and art had a lot of fun, and she had persuaded some local tyrant suitors to fund and support a few poets and musicians who could not eat, and she also made a lot of contributions to culture and art. But my father felt that none of them had a physical relationship with her. They are like courtiers competing for favor in the court of Her Royal Highness the Princess, if someone preempts it, it is absolutely impossible for no one to find out. The only exception was the poets, and in their crowd of young men, each one of them had an infinite desire to be invited alone, rather than with a large crowd. But I don't know why, she invited him alone several times.

It's hard for you to imagine that this is happening in the era of reform and opening up? That's right. According to my father's memory, Zhu Qi should have grown up in the era of rectifying chaos, and at the latest she was slim in the early days of reform and opening up, and she was a beautiful woman + talented woman, which used to be a hot topic in major social salons. Zhu Qi is indeed a literary woman in line with that era. Everywhere she went, it was like magic, so even after she eloped, was widowed, and married Liu Zhenzhen, there were still many people who were willing to become her ministers.

But Zhu Qi is clean and self-conscious, and my father even thinks she has a phobia of men. She didn't hate the feeling of the stars holding the moon, my father even thought she was still in love with it. But it didn't hurt to watch young men of all their talents gather together and compete for favor with each other, but physical contact with those young men only disgusted her. My father had the privilege of seeing her nervous expression, the young man I had just mentioned, who once came to visit Aunt Zhu Qi after many years of being alone, and took her hand without saying hello and wanted to dance with her. Since then, Zhu Qi has never seen him again.

Who will end up with Zhu Qi like that? The lucky man's surname is Liu Zhenzhen, and his name is Liu Zhenzhen. He is just an ordinary man who is not good-looking, and before he married Zhu Qi, he was married to another woman. Why was that man treated so well? Liu Zhenzhen had just divorced his ex-wife at that time, and he couldn't talk about the four walls of his family, but he only had thin assets, and he was mediocre among Zhu Qi's suitors. Why did Zhu Qixia marry him? Is it just because of sincerity, the gold and stone are open, or is it because Qi Da is not a coincidence? Could it be that Zhu Qi has any handle in his hands?

Although some people have said this half-jokingly, I personally think that if there is any trick, it is that he really loves her, not as a plaything or an ornament. Therefore, Zhu Qi also loves Liu Zhenzhen, although Liu Zhenzhen soon likes the new and hates the old, and becomes not worthy of her love at all, even if Liu Zhenzhen can't understand her mind, but these are not important. Because I know that it is the grief of not being able to unite with the man I love that makes her so beautiful. Only I understand. Because, I ...... My father loved her.

This may seem like an exaggeration, but the first time I saw Zhu Qi's appearance, I knew that my father was not half-lying, and her beauty had transcended time and space, like a ship through eternity. Or maybe her nostalgia for a dead poet should be a reason for her magic. Therefore, it is even hard to believe that she actually has a pair of children, and the line of her waist is not out of shape at all. To be honest, many people didn't know she had a daughter before. Aunt Mei who took the money to take the suitors to her house...... The old woman who wanted money said that she had always thought that the child was the adopted daughter of a relative or something. Besides, how can a beautiful otherworldly woman like Zhu Qi have children other than adopting an adopted daughter? I don't think she's a mortal, but a fairy who appears as a woman.

All right...... I confess to being in love with her. In addition to her beautiful appearance, I love her unfortunate soul even more for whom she cannot be satisfied. Not the love of the flesh, but the love of the heart. She can only accept such love. Zhu Qi didn't need to be physically united with ordinary people at all. Me too. But earthly humans cannot understand this. No, even those young men who shouted before and after hugging each other from time to time imagined what kind of means should be used to possess Zhu Qi.

It was a crime, worse than a bullet in her head. A violent death full of mysteries will never defile her. Her death in the Chamber of Secrets will become a legend of eternal beauty. It's just that if there is no stain on Liu Zhenzhen!

At that time, she and Liu Zhenzhen had just gotten married, and they were still living in an old house in the suburbs, and they needed help to tidy up the garden and burn the boiler. I changed my name and surname to apply for the job - in fact, it doesn't matter if I don't hide my name, the young talent who pursues Zhu Qi is like a carp crossing the river, who will remember a character who does not stand out?

My father used to do this kind of work, so I grew up playing in these places and learning from my father, and I couldn't imagine that there would be a time when I would apply what I had learned. Of course, I rarely had the opportunity to walk into the abode above. Occasionally, when something is broken or dirty, I will be asked to climb to a high place, but I can't do anything like looking around or pricking up my ears to eavesdrop. In the old house, I slept in the basement of the old house. What the? Live the same as Beipiao? No, no, no, even though it's a basement, there are windows where sunlight can shine in. Sometimes, I'll be in the boiler room, or where I'll pile coke, firewood, and fireplace ashes. Therefore, I am no stranger to Zhu Qi's affairs.

Although I didn't walk into the old mansion as I was, I was often repairing the garden, so I couldn't help but watch Zhu Qi sleep soundly in the window. In spring, when the garden was full of flowers, Zhu Qi came to the garden and stretched out his hand to grab the weeping peach flowers.

There is also the girl named Liu Xijun, when she was a little older, she began to run to the garden alone to play. Dressed in peach-colored clothes and peach-colored shoes, he ran from the grass and asked me. She called me Lao Mi.

"Lao Mi, what are you doing?"

"What kind of flower is that?"

"What's that name?"

"When will this bloom?"

Her hair was straight and shiny, and she tilted her head to look at my face. I can't describe how cute her expression was. And she's so smart that she remembers anything I say. In addition to the name of the flower, she also remembers when to dig up the bulbs, when to plant them next time, or how often to fertilize them.

From a very young age, the girl had her own opinions about the layout of the garden. When she was a child, the landscape of the garden was very different from what it is now. Because, Zhu Qi likes to tidy up the garden meticulously, and different flower seedlings will be planted in different seasons, embellished with patterns like velvet carpets. At that time, Liu Xijun would whisper to me: "I don't like this flower very much. "

"Ah, is it? I think it's beautiful. "

Hearing my answer, Liu Xijun said with a serious face:

"But don't you think it's childish?"

I managed to hold back my laughter. But Liu Xijun seemed to see through me, raised his chin, and seemed to say "It's really rude". This kind of little adult's action is really cute.

"Then, what kind of garden does Liu Xijun like? Can you tell me? "

"Don't. You're going to laugh at me. "

Liu Xijun looked unhappy.

"I'm not going to laugh. As long as you tell me, I'll be sure to put it in the way you like. "

"No, I can't. My mom would be angry. "

"But one day this place will become Liu Xijun's garden. That's when I can make what you like. "

I replied without thinking.

"Really?"

Liu Xijun looked up at me, and his eyes lit up. She seemed ready to ask me out loud, "When will it become mine?" So I hurriedly added:

"Yes. But Mrs. Liu may be angry when she hears it, so don't tell anyone. "

"I see. That's a secret for the two of us. But you have to promise that one day I will make it what I like. "

"I promise I will."

I don't like crayons-like flower beds, trees cut into the shape of animals, and straight paths. I wanted a garden that seemed to stretch infinitely like a natural forest. Can you do it? "

"It's hard."

I nodded with a serious face.

"But I'll try to think about how I can turn into a garden like Liu Xijun said."

"I don't want fountains, I don't want carvings of the kind of ornaments, and I don't want stones around the ponds. Our house doesn't have a garden as big as the Forbidden City, and it's so childish that I don't like it. "

I couldn't help but laugh. Because Liu Xijun is indeed not a literary woman, but she is very cute and really childish. And Liu Xijun has been working hard to learn from Zhu Qi to be steady, and occasionally his expression and speech are both smart and mature. Liu Xijun saw that I was laughing, as if he was very angry, glared at me with stern eyes, and angrily left a sentence:

"You won't understand!"

"No matter how childish or capricious their ideas are, adults are adults. Children have to listen to adults, you won't understand this feeling! If you think I'm a trouble-free, happy, and spoiled child, it means your head is as empty as a pumpkin lantern! "

I annoyed her. Fortunately, the next day, she reconciled with me. Liu Xijun has never stepped out of the house since she was a child, and no one has to talk to her, so I was allowed to talk to her because I could talk to her about the garden. That kid doesn't remember me anymore.

"There are a lot of books about the garden in the library at home, and I want to study them again when I understand them."

"I can't read it, so I'll leave it to you."

Hearing me say this, Liu Xijun said with a serious expression:

"There's no such thing."

"You know how to deal with the flowers and trees in the garden, and you can't understand this kind of thing no matter how many books you read, so of course you are better at this aspect. But it's a bit hard for you to think about a garden that never existed, right? So, I'll think about that. Then, you just have to make my idea a reality. "

Ah, if I keep saying that, it's going to be endless. I'll try to be as concise as possible. ”

I listened to the chatter of the Mi Division, and I always felt that something was wrong. What's the problem?

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