I went to the Three Kingdoms Tea House to drink tea with Zhao Junqing, and in the casual chat, I talked about the relationship between me and Zixuan, and when Zhao Junqing was in a good mood, I asked about Zixuan's brother. I've always wanted to know what happened back then that made Zixuan so angry with Junnan Group.

Zhao Junqing thought for a while and said: "Back then, Pingyuan Mine was the first major project of Junnan Group, with an initial investment of more than 100 million yuan, and before it was in normal operation, Ocean Group intervened. The way they compete is to find a large number of central-level media reporters to interview, saying that we have no legal qualifications and are operating illegally, and these reporters are led by your classmate Zixuan's brother. During that time, there were people who deliberately caused mining disasters. After media speculation, the province sent people to intervene, seized our two mines, and froze the funds. My eldest brother was in a hurry, and there was violence. Later, the mine was auctioned, and the Ocean Group got the right to operate, and we lost all our money and almost went bankrupt. I was young and vigorous at that time, so I asked someone to beat Brother Zixuan violently and cut off two of his fingers. Things made a big fuss, in front of the two options of legal trial and high compensation, the Zhou family chose to ask for money, and we lost a lot of money to him, and later heard that Brother Zixuan went abroad. ”

After he finished speaking, he pressed the teacup and was silent for a long time.

"Anyway, thanks to you for the fall of the Ocean Group this time, they are not only an underworld force, but also a sworn opponent of our group. They don't fall, it's us who end up. Although this incident was not originally intended because of us, my eldest brother and I are very grateful to you. In the future, no matter what help you need, we will do our best to help you. He looked at me with a cup of tea.

I was stunned for a while, thinking of the way through, there were too many twists and turns, grievances, and too heavy experiences, but I no longer cared about many things.

At the end of autumn, the TV station ushered in another personnel change. Director Zhou may have felt tired and chose to retire early.

The new director is very young, just over forty years old.

As soon as the new director arrived, he immediately reformed. All the columns of the station are being reorganized, and the methods and contents of news reports have changed greatly. News praised by government units on television was rarely reported on television, and in-depth commentary and people's livelihood news began to appear on a large scale.

Units that were not supervised by TV stations in the past have been exposed. This is a good start, marking a new rebirth of public opinion in Lucheng.

The new always replaces the old. It may bring good and bad, but don't give up on change and effort.

The white building where the hotline team is located will be demolished, and the hotline team will be moved to the studio building.

One fine night, I went one last time to the courtyard where the White House was located. The whole courtyard was empty, and only a lonely mound was left in front of the building, with withered flowers and trees, and wild grass.

Year after year, the grass and trees are renewed, and we have sprinkled the passion and sweat of youth here, yesterday and tomorrow are flowing away day by day, and no one has ever told us what the future is.

That night, when the full moon was high, I walked past the withered osmanthus trees and took one last look at the entire courtyard. There was silence all around, and the moonlight poured silently.

I stayed late in this quiet compound, listening to the wind blowing through the grass and trees, and watching the leaves fall to my feet.

I don't know how long I sat there, maybe it was past midnight, the city was asleep, and the surroundings were quiet, like sitting alone in an empty city, feeling deserted.

Sometimes, at night, he walked up to the street holding hands with Meng Xing, the lively street, and fireworks bloomed from time to time in the distance, reflecting the bright and peaceful face of the city.

The lights of the city are bright, and the scenery is the same as usual, but everything around seems to be different, and only the people I love are still around.

After the holiday, I received an interview assignment. As far back as I can remember, it was the last interview I did on TV, and it ended without starting.

Meng Yuanyang was wanted, and the Ocean Group completely collapsed, but the Pingyuan Mining under the group was still operating, because of the lack of normal supervision, a major mining accident soon occurred, more than a dozen absenteeism was killed, and more than 50 workers were trapped underground.

I went with other media reporters to do interviews. But I made a mistake and got out of my peers.

After arriving at the Plains Mine, some workers privately dragged me to a secluded place in the mountains, reflecting a situation that was even more tragic than the mining disaster: For a long time, the Plains Coal Mine has been privately employing some idle people in society, who often go to the poor mountainous areas to recruit workers, and after recruiting the workers, they bring them back to the Plains, and then take them to the mines developed by other enterprises, pretending to try the work, let these workers go down the mine, and then brutally kill them in the mine, but create the illusion of accidental death, and pretend to be relatives of the deceased, and extort money from the boss. And report these mine owners on the grounds of safety accidents, and take the opportunity to negotiate with these unbearable mine owners to buy at a low price.

After reporting these situations, the worker left in a panic, and I walked back in disbelief and wanted to call Chen Xiao. But he didn't go far before he was surrounded by a group of unknown people.

I thought that the people in the mine were black-hearted for profit, and they would definitely die. But they didn't kill me, snatched everything from my phone wallet, and threw me into an abandoned mine.

The mine was more than 10 meters high, and when I was thrown down, I felt like I was going to fall to my death, and it felt like it was going to be so long. Eventually, I fell onto a pile of dirt with stars in my eyes and numb limbs.

Trying to stand up, my body tingled and I almost passed out, thinking that my ribs might have broken and there were a few stones on the mound.

I looked around through the glimmer of light above, and there were no tools to climb up. In this wilderness, I would probably starve to death, and I would not be found even years after I died.

It was a narrow mine, dark and damp underneath, with unknown reptiles running around. Other than that, not even a mouse. Struggling to try to climb up, the cave walls were smooth and soft, and there was nothing hard for me to borrow, and I endured the great pain in my body, crawling countless times but only scratching off a lot of dust.

Give up climbing and shout for help at the entrance of the cave, each shouting triggers a sharp pain in the chest.

At first, I was worried that the people in the mine would hear it and come and bury the hole, so I shouted to stop and listen to the movement above. There was no one from above, and they began to panic and rushed desperately to shout.

After shouting all night, at dawn I found that my voice was hoarse, and the shouting lingered in the cave for a while before it was silent. What scared me the most was that blood spilled from the corners of my mouth, and I felt sweet in my mouth, and I spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, probably because my internal organs were injured when it fell.

After vomiting blood, staring at the hole where weeds were shaking, hoping that someone would pass by, even if it was someone who threw me down, as long as he could say something, death was not the most terrible, what was terrible was that there was no one around to accompany him when he died, let alone know.

After three days in the grass-covered mine, without a drop of water, his weak body began to have a fever, chills, and hallucinations.

In the unreal, past experiences keep flashing through my mind like a movie. After recalling, confused imagination begins.

Some people say that when a person is dying, his life will appear in his mind, which is a kind of combing of the world, recalling the past and missing for a short time, that is the attachment to the world and the expectation of the next life. After that, people die like lamps going out, and everything is drowned in darkness and vanity.

Happy times are always unnoticed, but death comes in a hurry, and life is short because you are never ready for death.

I also think of my aunt, maybe at this moment she is directing a large number of police officers to search for them all over the mountains.

I think of my sister Summer, when she may be walking on an Australian campus, singing happily.

Thinking of my father, we hadn't seen each other for a long time, and I thought that when I went out, I would definitely go to France to see him. Later, I remembered that I might not be able to get out, and this mine was the end of my life.

I think of my mother, this old lady, who always sees everything like her sister in nagging.

Subconsciously, I couldn't bear to think about Meng Xing.

The most beautiful thing hurts the most when parting. There is a faint regret in my heart, I love her so much, and how many life and death passes we have experienced together, but I have never officially said "I love you".

Sometimes the love in the heart may not be able to say it.

Now, if I die like this in a nameless barren mountain, I may never be found. Meng Xing wouldn't know what was going on.

Thinking of this, there was a dull pain in her heart, Meng Xing had just untied a knot, if she was burdened with an endless worry, it would torment her for the rest of her life, and the rest of her life would be spent in panic.

I forced myself to stay awake, but little by little my remaining consciousness wore away, and I began to sink into endless darkness, into a strange place covered in mist, where there was a road with no end in sight. I stood in the middle of the road, hidden in the darkness in front and behind, and there was a light that flashed and flashed. Loneliness and fear are in your heart, and when you get used to it, death itself is not daunting, but the fear is to die lonely and unknown.

In the fog, Zhang Shuai and the guards appeared in the dark shadows in front of them with a group of people, with hideous faces and blocking the way.

In the panic, Wish, Miyu, and Li Jun loomed in the distance behind us, and there was a mist-like wall between us, and I ran towards them. He made a wish and shouted at me: Stop! To move forward. I looked ahead, there was a lot of danger, and I said, I want to be with you, there are traps and dangers ahead! Make a wish and say, you have to learn to face it! There is not only an unknown road ahead, but also light. Looking back, sure enough, in the endless darkness ahead, there was the sun's rays that appeared and disappeared.

In the light, I struggled to wake up from my hallucinations.

There was still a faint consciousness in my brain, and there was a slight sound of footsteps, which I thought must have been in a dream, and the footsteps seemed to be close to me, and my body was so weak that I didn't want to open my eyes.

As if the Buddha appeared or arrived in Elysium, in the endless illusion, he saw a bright light shooting down from the entrance of the cave, stinging his eyes, and a figure flashed in the light, and after a few seconds, the figure and the light disappeared.

After that, I passed out completely, the darkness enveloped everything around me, and the exhaustion began to slowly dissipate.