Live From The Murder Scene

The morning in late summer is cool, especially in a place like the cemetery where the sun has not yet been illuminated. The wind blowing from the mountains has a special dull smell.

He Jueyun followed the firmament all the way and came to a position near the middle with her. He watched the firmament squat down and placed the bouquets in his hands in front of two adjacent tombstones.

With gray slate and white chrysanthemum, the existence of a person after death will become so simple.

He Jueyun remembered what Qiu Cang had said before that she was on the verge of bankruptcy because she bought two cemeteries. This should be here. It's just that he doesn't understand what this has to do with Li Yujia.

He bent down and leaned close to the tombstone to check the lettering on it. Waiting to see the words clearly, I was stunned.

"They are..."

Qiuqiang nodded and said: "A year ago, she was very happy to tell me that her son was about to be released from prison. However, she has been waiting for ten years and she is very nervous. She doesn't know how to deal with it. What kind of attitude can protect her son well, so as not to make him feel uncomfortable with the alienation, but also to persuade him to accept a new life as soon as possible. I said, I have not focused on psychology, I don’t know. But, He should understand, your tolerance for him."

He Jueyun heard her speak and knew that Qiu Cang had an unusual relationship with this lady named "Jiang Ling".

When she mentioned this person, her tone would fluctuate, and her eyes would be sad when she looked at this cold tombstone.

Xie Qimeng thinks that she is an impersonal and empathetic person, obviously not.

He Jueyun's thoughts drifted away, and he listened to Qiu Cang saying, "During her ten years in jail, she has not given up the complaint. She always thinks that her son is wronged, because Fan Huai advocated this way to her. As a mother, she can only rely on her son's trust to persevere. However, until Fan Huai was released from prison, they did not find any evidence that could make a comeback."

The firmament's fingers flicked the photo to wipe the dust off.

The woman in the photo has bright features and a bright smile. It is an ID photo taken when she was young. Because after Fan Huai was imprisoned, she never took beautiful photos.

The firmament stood up and took a step back.

"Since Fan Huai is about to be released from prison, she hopes that everything can pass, even if there is no so-called truth. It doesn't matter. So long running, let her understand that if she keeps clinging to something that has no results, she may be down. Half a lifetime has also been wasted in. Fan Huai is still young, he is only 26 years old. Ten years is also very long, so many people have forgotten what happened in the past. She thinks that maybe everything can start again."

Exhaustion is a compromise. But it was desperate that the person who finally chose to compromise, finally found out that what was waiting for her was still the ending.

He Jueyun sighed: "For the unfortunate, destiny is a labyrinth."

I don't know when it will turn suddenly. You think that you are driving a shortcut towards the future. But you don't know, it may just be a trap set by the hunter. Even if you face every inflection point with trepidation, the exit will run contrary to you.

"I never think that the so-called restarting is an optimistic idea. The essence is just wishful escape." Qiu Cang sneered and said, "But in this world, cowardice is not a mistake. For Jiang Ling, That is her best result, I can understand. But for some people, it has just begun. How can the boiling water calm down according to her wishes?"

He Jueyun looked at her back in the morning light and asked, "What kind of person do you think Fan Huai is?"

The firmament thought for a while, then raised his head and commented: "Fan Huai is a genius with a partial subject. His grades have always been mediocre when he was in school. That's because the school didn't have a curriculum suitable for him, and he himself didn't like learning on campus. Atmosphere, not motivated to go to school, all day long. He belongs to the kind of students in the class, active atmosphere, like booing, but not annoying students. Everyone is around. But in fact, his spatial thinking ability is very good. Far beyond ordinary people, this is why he was able to avoid all surveillance and escape from the close police siege without planning."

Qiu Cang said: "I didn't actually have direct contact with him. You ask me what kind of person he is. Apart from academic evaluation, I cannot give you an objective answer. Because all I know about him comes from Yu Jiangling. And Jiang Ling's evaluation of him, I guess you will not adopt it."

He Jueyun: "Why did you accept him as a student in the first place?"

Qiu Cang said: "Fan Huai saw me in a certain scientific magazine and was very curious about me. He wrote me a letter with a tentative attitude, but I did not receive it. Later he asked his mother to help him deliver the letter."

The firmament said, the voice stopped.

She remembered the scene when she first saw Jiang Ling.

At that time, she had already started to live independently, just because she had a bad life without the guidance of adults. She studied and grew up in that kind of rough and terrible environment, abandoned everything she thought was unnecessary, and became a weird person in the eyes of the public.

He has a shabby personality, a cold attitude, unshaven, sloppy and gloomy.

Few people approach her, and few people care about her. The courtesy in social etiquette is the greatest kindness she can get.

She had seen fear and disgust in the expressions of countless people, and she did not like them either.

At that time, Jiang Ling held a letter in his hand and stood humbly at her door. After a while, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The windows in the stairwell of the dormitory building were wide open, and the temperature dropped sharply at night.

The firmament is not based on empathy with Jiang Ling, but because of the unhappy being interrupted, it opened the door in the past.

Seeing her, Jiang Ling's clearly young but already wrinkled face showed surprise first, dispelling the exhaustion on the face, and then surprised, looking up and down at the sky for a long time. Obviously she didn't know that the so-called "Teacher A" by her son was just a girl who looked much smaller than her son and was obviously malnourished.

Qiu Cang waited for a while, and when she saw her silent, he closed the door indifferently. Jiang Ling stuck his hand in in a hurry.

The door squeezed his fingers heavily, and Jiang Ling let out a painful cry, but he also succeeded in preventing the refusal of the sky.

Qiu Cang looked at her coldly, trying to find out her true purpose.

"It's nothing, don't be afraid. I was just in a daze. I caught my hand by myself." Jiang Ling gasped from the pain, stuffed the letter into his arms, and freed one hand to press the swollen finger. Festival, showing a friendly smile towards the sky. She asked: "Are there no adults in your family?"

The firmament tilted its head. For the first time, I saw this embarrassing, pleasing, and kind expression from a stranger, which is difficult to describe in detail.

She felt a different sincerity from this woman.

She never feels wrong.

For this reason, she did not drive this woman out.

"I'll help you clean up the room." Jiang Ling said, "Did you not throw away the garbage in the kitchen? I seem to smell the sewage."

The firmament kept silent, and moved a little bit away.

Jiang Ling walked into the room and found that the situation was a bit more serious than she thought. With her hands in her hands, she accidentally kicked the piles of takeaway boxes on the ground with her toes, and the situation in front was worse than at the door. She turned her head and looked at the sky.

The firmament asked: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ling looked at her, stretched out his hand to pull the t-shirt neckline around her neck, and smiled: "I'll go buy you two clothes first. What kind of clothes do you like?"

The firmament's lips moved, and his eyebrows were raised unused. She read the happy emotions from Jiang Ling's face, making her think it was her own delusion.

"It's all the same." Qiu Cang said at the time, "whatever."

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He Jueyun's dull voice interrupted her thoughts. He asked, "Did you know his mother since then?"

"Yes." Qiu Cang curled his lips. "She treats me very well. Her daughter went to college and married before graduating. She was estranged from her. Her son was in jail and could not accompany her. She was very much. I am lonely and want to be needed. She is a gentle person. It is a pity that everyone who knows her refuses to accept her gentleness through her life experience. It just so happens that I seem to be in need of care, so she increases her maternal love Gave it to me."

The firmament will accept Fan Huai as his student only because of Jiang Ling's face, and give him serious guidance.

At first, she didn't have any special feelings about the student who couldn't see each other. She just felt that such behavior could offset Jiang Ling's "nanny fee." She doesn't like to owe others.

However, Jiang Ling also taught her a lot.

This middle-aged woman is always chattering, she has endless words, and shows her love in any trivial matter.

She affects the firmament subtly and unconsciously constitutes a turning point in her monotonous life. It even gave her the illusion of a family member.

Under her influence, the firmament began to become decent and polite.

She knows that clothes need to be washed and changed frequently. She knows that stacking compassionate shirts is not a correct way to wear them. She knows that life requires quality and maintaining hygiene is a good habit. Know that optimism is an attitude and humor is an advantage. Even under her recommendation, she studied a complete book of Chinese and foreign cold jokes.

Although it didn't come in handy.

The sound of the firmament is floating in the wind finely, but every word is very clear.

"She is very cautious about finding a balance and wanting to live safely in this fragile and violent world.

"But, more than four months ago, her daughter died, and his son became a murderous murderer again. All the evidence proves that he is a vicious and inexcusable person. So she also committed suicide."

A person who has lost his faith, left this world with an unforgettable pain.

He Jueyun glanced at the date recorded on the tombstone, which was April 3rd in bright red.

This was the day Fan Huai was searched by the police throughout the city.

"She called me before she died and said to me,'I'm sorry, maybe, I shouldn't let you teach my son.'" The sky smiled with paleness, "I think her apology is inexplicable. I'm simply It is impossible to judge the past based on what will happen in the future. And humans should not evaluate the process solely based on the results. I don’t think that the knowledge I teach makes Fan Huai go astray, let alone because of it. And I regret it. If I could distract her and encourage her more, maybe she could stick to it."

He Jueyun looked at the bloodless lips in the sky, and the thin figure that seemed to be blown down by the wind, an unspeakable astringency in his heart.

The sunlight blasted from the top of the mountain covered her with a translucent gold coat.

For the first time, He Jueyun felt so strongly that this person, she was the same as ordinary people.

She is not calm, nor indifferent, she just habitually faces the world with silence.

She doesn't show her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy to others, does not mean that she is indifferent.

A young man who looks like a duckweed, and a mother who can't find a home. He Jueyun could even imagine the two of them awkwardly supporting each other, seeking comfort from each other.

They played a more important position in their lives than they thought.

He Jueyun listened to his own voice and said dumbly: "Do you believe that Fan Huai is innocent?"

He Jueyun's question caused the sky to be in a daze.

Qiu Cang remembered that at that time Jiang Ling would occasionally tell her about Fan Huai's case.

Jiang Ling always lacks communication. Her daughter does not want to live in the self-deception world for a long time, so she tries not to mention it in front of her daughter. But to strangers in society, she could not tell others that her son, who had been sentenced by the court, was actually innocent. She felt that that was too disrespectful to the deceased.

Only in the face of the precocious and silent firmament, did her unquenchable desire to talk in her heart gradually emerged.

She didn't actually want to be recognized by the firmament, she only needed the silence of the firmament.

Out of curiosity, Qiu Cang went to check the relevant materials of the year, and when Jiang Ling mentioned it again, he said to her: "I checked Fan Huai's case. The evidence and material evidence were all complete, and the witnesses had no relationship with each other. There is no grudge with Fan Huai, the evidence and logic of the case are very consistent, and the possibility of an unjust case is very low."

Jiang Ling seemed frightened. Her face suddenly paled, as if afraid she would say the next sentence. He hesitated: "Yes...Is it? He...he...maybe."

The firmament was also surprised to see her such a big reaction. She quickly thought that countless people might have said similar things to Jiang Ling, and the words that followed would definitely not sound so nice.

So she added: "Unless the real murderer has a lot of energy."

It was probably because she was not good at lying, and the way she spoke was too counterintuitive. Jiang Ling didn't believe it, and fell into great panic because of this sentence.

She is really kind. She accepted the mental punishment of the family of criminals by social morality, and accepted that it was a crime cost.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Ling never mentioned this matter again, and Qiu Cang knew that one of her unintentional actions at the time might have hurt her.

The firmament's fingers moved slightly, and she was clenched into a fist and pressed it against the palm of her hand: "I never judge others by the illusory standard of good or bad. I only believe in evidence and facts. If Jiang Ling is so worried about the so-called truth , I am also very interested."

He Jueyun took a deep look at her, and then said, "Are you free on Wednesday?"

The firmament lowered his chin and thanked him.

He Jueyun still had a problem that he couldn't figure out. He raised his hand and pressed the root of his nose, concealing the soreness of his eye sockets, and asked, "Why would you ask me for help?" The two of them are actually not familiar, right?

Qiu Cang said sincerely: "Because you are a good person."

If there is only this sentence, she must add one sentence: "It's better to cheat."

He Jueyun suddenly felt like a heart attack.

"Good people" are derogatory terms by their group of people.

Tiancang simply smiled across him.