"Finished? Ran Sinian couldn't cry or laugh, "You have to tell me more about it." ”

"Concrete? How do I say this? Rao Pei'er blushed, not daring to look directly at Ran Sinian.

Ran Sinian thought to himself, you can't say it, your mother has told several dreams that made him blush, so he doesn't want to face the aunt with heavy makeup to avoid embarrassment.

"You have to tell me who the hero of your dreams is, right?" Ran Sinian couldn't hold back his laughter and asked with a smile.

Rao Pei'er turned her head away, quickly pointed at Ran Sinian opposite with the spoon in her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Does this have any meaning?" ”

Ran Sinian smiled even more, and joked and joked: "Meaning, I also said, oh no, it was Freud who said that dreams are the subconscious satisfaction of the dreamer's desires, so this dream represents that you have the desire to sleep with me in your subconscious, it's as simple as that." ”

Rao Pei'er knocked over the milk cup, got up angrily, glared at Ran Sinian, and stammered: "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense!" I didn't! ”

"You have, but you don't know it yet," Ran Sinian said as he picked up Rao Pei'er's cup, "but now that you know, please face up to your desires and suppress them in a short time, I don't want my tenant to be a pervert who covets me." ”

Rao turned around to escape the embarrassing scene, and she was in the shame of being fooled, causing her to take a heavy step and accidentally fall down the stairs up the stairs.

Ran Sinian heard Rao Pei'er's cry of pain, and hurriedly went over to check, he explained while supporting Rao Pei'er, who was holding her knees and grinning, to sit down on the sofa: "Okay, okay, okay, no kidding, in fact, the reason why you have spring dreams is really the key under your pillow, and the reason why you dream of me as the hero who plays opposite you is because the man you have been in contact with the most in recent times is me, it's as simple as that." ”

Rao Peier said angrily: "It's ridiculous, putting the key under the pillow will make you have spring dreams?" ”

"Yes, it's very likely, and it's specifically for women, think about it, the shape of the key ......" Ran Sinian was just halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Rao Pei'er's screams.

Rao Peier covered her ears and opened her mouth to shout in a long tone to stop Ran Sinian's "foul language". I thought to myself that Ran Sinian, the big villain, might not be able to face up to the essentials of life that can be seen everywhere in the future.

Exactly seven days have passed since Chang Qing was killed, that is, a week, and the murderer was arrested. It has been exactly ten years and 75 days since the unsolved clown serial murder case, and the murderer who has been at large for ten years has been arrested.

Tan Jiansheng has been formally arrested, and the evidence is ironclad that he will face either life imprisonment or death. And Ai Qin, the driving force behind the scenes, the police have no choice but to let her become the final winner of the whole incident. Of course, the final winner did not complain about Qu Zichong, let alone ask Ran Sinian to compensate for the broken vase, she made a pennant for Qu Zichong and sent it over, and thanked Qu Zichong as a poor widow for the captain's speed in solving the case and giving an explanation to the victim's family.

The impetuous Fan Xiao was about to snatch the pennant on the spot and stomp on the ground a few times, but Qu Zichong stopped him. Qu Zichong wants to hang this pennant in his office, across from his desk, he wants to be ashamed of it, take it as a warning, and always remind himself of what he has done and what he should do in the future.

In the interrogation room, Mr. Tan signed a confession in which he confessed to crimes he had committed ten years ago and seven days earlier. The cold-faced man finally took off his mask at this time, revealing a sad and sad look. He looked at the ironclad evidence of his murder on the table in front of him with tearful nostalgia, and it was the only memorial that his father left him—the clown costume that his father had worn and that he had worn, and it was half an hour long to look at it.

Half an hour later, he slowly opened his mouth to tell his story to Qu Zichong and Ran Sinian, who were sitting opposite, and his story was the story of the father and son reproduced by Ran Sinian according to Bai Yifeng's diary, but this story was told from the mouth of Tan Jiansheng, the most tragic character in the story, and it had another depressing charm.

Tan Jiansheng lived to be 25 years old, yes, his actual age is only 25 years old, in 25 years, he has never bought a lottery ticket or anything like that, and he won't even drink a drink to see if there is a "one more bottle" winning prompt in the bottle cap, because he hates such a thing as luck, because he spits on his luck. He was the one who was not selected in the either-or-one lottery 25 years ago, which was the most tragic thing in his life.

Tan Jiansheng is a shadow, a shadow who can't appear in the world at will, most of the time, he can only hide in the backyard of the shampoo room opened by his adoptive mother Tan Haijiao, but he knows that he also has a father who loves him deeply, a father who loves himself deeply, but loves Bai Yifeng even more. As a son, as a shadow, he has always been competent, he even feels that he is more competent than Bai Yifeng, and it is more worthy of staying by his father's side, he has thought about killing Bai Yifeng countless times, replacing Bai Yifeng, hiding from everyone, even from his father, so that his father thinks that the son next to him is still Bai Yifeng, but in fact, it is him.

He doesn't think that his father's profession will make him lose face, on the contrary, he is different from Bai Yifeng, he likes his father's profession, and even his ideal is that his son inherits his father's business, and when he grows up, he will become a clown who can bring joy and laughter to everyone, and make people temporarily forget the misery and unhappiness in the world, he feels that the clown is an angel who has fallen into the world, and it is a glorious and great profession. So on his fifteenth birthday, Tan Jiansheng asked his father to give him a clown costume, and his father could wear it, because fifteen-year-old Tan Jiansheng was already as tall as his father.

The next development is the same as Ran Sinian speculated, the son who is a shadow also sees the humiliation of his father in his eyes, and also has murderous intent towards those who bully his father. Tan Jiansheng killed someone, and he was out of control. Father Bai Lin soon realized that the clown murderer wanted by the police bounty was his shadow son, fortunately, this shadow son was a non-existent person, he was just a shadow. Bai Lin pressed this secret in his heart, didn't tell anyone, and didn't even break it with Tan Jiansheng, he just asked Tan Haijiao to take Tan Jiansheng out of Songjiang City immediately. So Tan Jiansheng followed his adoptive mother Tan Haijiao back to Tan Haijiao's hometown Chivalry Village. Of course, he had to carry with him the only memento his father had left him, and the heroic armor he had avenged his father—the clown outfit emblazoned with red medals.

Tan Haijiao didn't know that her adopted son was the clown murderer who even she was afraid of before, she regarded Tan Jiansheng as her own, so she was even more jealous of Bai Lin, who made Tan Jiansheng miss and miss a lot. One day when he came back from school, Tan Jiansheng found that the clown clothes he regarded as treasures were missing, and Tan Haijiao told him that she had burned the clothes, because she couldn't tolerate Tan Jiansheng wearing that suit every night in the yard comically bouncing around, making all kinds of weird noises; She can't tolerate her adopted son, and her ideal of a hopeful son is just to be a clown; is even more intolerable to her hard-working son, who only misses the biological father who failed him. So Tan Haijiao burned that set of clothes, at least that's what she said to Tan Jiansheng.

Tan Jiansheng believed, he also accepted this fact after crying, from that day on, he thought that the only evidence in the world that could prove his murder had disappeared, but in fact, Tan Haijiao couldn't bear to really burn her son's favorite thing, she buried the suit in the yard. She planned to tell Tan Jiansheng before she died that she didn't burn his most beloved things, and she didn't want to completely kill the father-son relationship between him and Bai Lin, because she loved him, so she couldn't really do such a cruel thing. But before Tan Haijiao could tell Tan Jiansheng the secret, the secret was deceived by Ai Qin first.

In his early twenties, Tam Jiansheng showed a proud literary talent during his college years, he worked as a gunslinger for those celebrities, and finally made his own debut as a screenwriter. After graduating from college, before his official debut, he deliberately had plastic surgery, and he also did things with age, because he didn't want to be Bai Yifeng's shadow anymore, he wanted to be himself, the playwright who was more successful than Bai Yifeng, impressed his father and made his father regret his choice back then.

Tan Jiansheng went to his father before plastic surgery and proposed that he wanted to reunite, not only a father and son reunion, but also a brother reunion, in short, a family reunion, because they are not poor now, and there is no need to continue the lie of many years ago. But his father refused Tan Jiansheng's request, and the reason his father gave him was that he was worried that Bai Yifeng would not be able to accept this fact, and his father said that he would find a way to infiltrate slowly and let Tan Jiansheng wait for the time being. With just this sentence, Tan Jiansheng's heart was already dead. Father's preference for Bai Yifeng lasted from the time the two of them fell to the ground until twenty-four years later, Tan Jiansheng waited for twenty-four years, and his father still wanted him to wait!

Tan Jiansheng still couldn't hate his father, he understood his father's father-son affection for Bai Yifeng, which was a strong wall built over time, and his floating duckweed had already become a thin leaf for his father. So at his father's funeral, as Bai Yifeng's friend and playwright Tan Jiansheng, he did not shed a single tear, and even his expression was silent and cold like a sculpture, and his tears of grievance and resentment could only roll in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay like this," Tan Jiansheng's handcuffed hands kept rubbing the clown costume through the transparent evidence bag, and said with relief, "I have always dreamed of my father in the past two days, and he has been waving at me in my dreams, and he is not Bai Lin in my dreams, but Huang Yong, because he always goes to find my adoptive mother as Huang Yong, and then secretly gathers with me in the backyard." I really hope that there is really a Huang Yong in the world, he is my father, I don't have to share and fight for it with anyone, I can take his hand and walk on the street openly, even if everyone points at me and says that I am the illegitimate child of my father and a prostitute, it doesn't matter, I will gladly accept it. ”