The heavy rain continued until two in the morning, and it took a break for a while, and then started to fall again at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was not completely stopped at around six o'clock the next morning.

The next day, the morning light was filled with great light, the clouds cleared, the rain cleared, the air was moist, and the sun was clear, and the small town in Jiangnan, which entered autumn, added a little coolness.

He Cheng got up earlier than him. He went to a men's clothing store next to the hotel to buy a set of clothes. After buying it, he went into the bathroom to change it. When he walked out to see Chu Xingyun, he immediately drove Chu Xingyun's sleepy bug away.

He was wearing a thin light gray knitted sweater, which was loose and portable, and the style was simple. The only highlight was that the collar was opened into a one-line collar, revealing some shoulders. A pair of black casual pants with long and straight legs, and the original sports leather shoes were still on his feet.

In fact, they are all very simple basic autumn clothes, but they can't be said to look good when worn on him. Street stalls can also give him the feeling of customization by wearing big brands. Perhaps it is because he always wears suits and ties without private clothes. In short, He Cheng lit up at this time and couldn't take his eyes off.

He Cheng put on his glasses, walked to the bed and sat down, kissed him on the corner of his lips, and asked with a smile: "Good look?"

Chu Xingyun leaned against the head of the bed and smoked with his shirtless eyes. He only had a thin quilt on his waist. He took a sip of cigarettes, and then slowly spitted the white fog on his face, raised the corners of his lips and said, "It looks good, I want to peel you alive."

He Cheng just came forward and laughed in a low voice: "Come on, I'll let you peel it."

Chu Xingyun gritted his teeth and squeezed his jaw hard: "You are a fucking fairy."

After saying that, he picked up his pants from the ground and stuffed them into the quilt to put them on, then lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

Yesterday, when he sent Chen Jing home, He Cheng recorded the route along the way, took the car rented by Chu Xingyun, and rushed to the community where Chen Jing moved into within twenty minutes.

Before getting off the bus, Chu Xingyun made his last effort and asked him: "Are you sure you go with me?"

He Cheng opened the car door and replaced the answer with his actions.

Chu Xingyun sighed heavily in his heart, got out of the car and walked a few steps to catch up with He Cheng who had already crossed the road.

After asking about the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, you will know which unit and room Chen Jing lives in.

He Cheng was planning to visit his home today, but he asked about it two days ago. Chen Jing rested every Wednesday, which is today.

In front of the 501 door, Chu Xingyun rang the doorbell installed on the security door, and a gentle voice from a woman soon came from inside: "Who?"

Chu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief first, and then said, "Police."

Chen Jing opened the door a crack, and his eyes passed by Chu Xingyun. When he saw He Cheng standing behind him, he said in surprise: "Xiao Chu?"

Chu Xingyun:...

He Cheng stepped forward and said, "We have something to ask you for help."

"Wait a moment."

While Chen Jing closed the door, Chu Xingyun looked at He Cheng with a smile: "Xiao Chu? When did you get your husband's surname?"

He Cheng was no longer in the mood to argue with him, and looked at the closed door with a heavy expression.

About a minute later, Chen Jing opened the door again: "Come in."

Chu Xingyun and He Cheng sat down in a small living room. Chen Jing went back to the bedroom and took out a small wooden box and sat next to He Cheng. He said with a very kind attitude: "You young people may not like this, but this string of Buddhist beads can eliminate disasters and receive blessings. It is very effective. Please keep it."

As he said that, he stuffed the wooden box into He Cheng's hand.

He Cheng took it and held it in his hand, whispering: "Thank you."

Chen Jing patted the back of his hand lovingly, and looked at Chu Xingyun again: "You said just now, are you a policeman?"

Chu Xingyun quickly entered the role, put on a face with no expression and meticulous expression, and said, "Yes, I came today for your daughter, Chen Yunan."

When he said the three words Chen Yunan, Chen Jing's loving and gentle smile quickly scattered, revealing a sad and resentful female wolf-like face. He looked at Chu Xingyun like an enemy, and a layer of violent trembling tears condensed in his eyes, as if the sun was sunny, suddenly ushering in the cold winter.

"What do you want to do? So many years have passed, what do you want to do?!"

He expected that Chen Jing's emotions must be unstable, but he did not expect that she was so excited.

Before Chu Xingyun could comfort her, he looked at He Cheng worriedly.

He Cheng lowered his head and his eyes fell on the wooden box loaded with Buddhist beads, as quiet as water.

Chu Xingyun suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was cruel, and he regretted that he had no intention of leaving He Cheng in the hotel, but it was too late to regret. No matter whether there were thorns or swamps in front of him, they had to bite the bullet and break forward.

"Sorry, we-"

"Xiao Nan is dead! Why do you talk about her again?!"

Chen Jing wrapped her sweater tightly in the corner of the sofa, curled up in the corner of the sofa and shivered.

He Cheng put the wooden box on the coffee table in silence, picked up the kettle and poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of her, pursed his dry lower lip, and was about to say something, but Chu Xingyun gently pulled his hand, so he silenced again.

Chu Xingyun tried to relax and gentle tone: "Auntie, I'm very sorry about Chen Yunan, I--"

"You don't have to regret it!"

Chen Jing jumped up and hugged her thin body tightly. Her face was covered with deep wrinkles like cracks, making her look aged in her teenagers instantly. She cried and said, "You don't need to regret, and you don't need to pay your condolences. Please leave my house and don't come again in the future."

He Cheng finally couldn't remain silent anymore. He stood up with some difficulty with his knees. His back, which was always wide and straight in the past, could not be straightened at this moment, and said, "Auntie, we have received the news that the person who took your daughter away may still be alive, so we need you to cooperate with us to identify the suspect who was executed that year. Is it the murderer you have ever met?"

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment: "You? Are you also a policeman?"

He Cheng bent his back as if he was pressed by a huge rock, and he lowered his head deeply and bent down again. Like a day of confession, he repented for Chen Yunan's death and for his own survival.

"I am the child who was rescued by the police when I was locked up next to you."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Xingyun felt extremely painful as if he was whipped by an iron whip. His face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. He couldn't bear to look at Chen Jing's face, and he couldn't bear to look at He Cheng's face. He could only accompany He Cheng and bent down to his mother who was suffering at this moment and was suffering from disaster again, and expressed his insignificant apology.

Chen Jing was stunned for a long time as if she had become petrified, and then suddenly rushed towards He Cheng.

He Cheng thought that she would be hit and kicked her, but she picked up the wooden box on the coffee table, took out the Buddhist beads from the box, pulled them hard with both hands, and dozens of Buddhist beads spread all over the floor like rain.

He Cheng had a trance in front of him, and his eyes kept trembling with the Buddhist beads bounced on the ground.

Chen Jing wrapped her clothes tightly and ran back to the bedroom as if she was avoiding a flood.

"Sorry, we just want to see Chen Yunan's photos!"

Chu Xingyun's voice chased in the moment she closed the door, and responded to him with a cry of a sound of closing the door.

The more than one hour they have been waiting in the living room was the most difficult time they have ever experienced.

He Cheng squatted on the ground to look for the scattered Buddhist beads. Chu Xingyun did not participate in the whole process, but stood beside him and watched quietly, only occasionally helping him lift the sofa or the corner of the table.

About half an hour later, He Cheng stopped searching and put the Buddhist beads into the wooden box.

"Are you all?"

Chu Xingyun squatted in front of him, looked at him placing Buddhist beads one by one, and asked.

"It's all, twenty-three."

Chu Xingyun looked at his face and saw that his face was a bit abnormal, and his forehead was constantly rolling sweat. He suddenly felt extremely distressed, and at the same time, he was extremely grateful that he arrived in time and did not let He Cheng bear this heart-killing disaster alone, but he hoped that he was the only one in this house at this moment.

"Don't think too much."

Chu Xingyun reached out to wipe off the cold sweat from his face and said softly: "You are also a victim, and the situation at that time did not allow you to make a choice."

He Cheng seemed to listen, but he didn't. He just smiled slightly, as if he was comforting him in reverse.

Chu Xingyun held his shoulder and decided to take the next dose of the strong medicine to him, forcing him to look up at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Just like you and He Ying back then, I could only take one away, and I had no choice."

He Cheng's scattered eyes gradually closed, and finally frozen on his face, and asked in a murmur, "You don't have a choice, either?"

Chu Xingyun knelt on the floor with his knees, grabbed his shoulders, as if he had returned to the afternoon when he received the white bear, and swore to him: "If I had a choice, how could I leave you alone? You don't know how much I want to stay by myself, and you will leave."

"At that time, you also wanted to take me away and save me?"

"I swear, I never thought of abandoning you. I wanted to go back and ask someone to save you, but I was one step late. When I returned to the abandoned car repair shop, you were gone—"

Chu Xingyun's eyes were blurred, and there was a dizzy moment, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to grasp him, and he seemed to be trying to break his shoulder bones.

"Do you hate me?"

He asked.

He Cheng looked at him for a long time, shook his head and chuckled as if he was funny: "I used to think that I hated you, but it wasn't that, even in the year I was imprisoned, I didn't hate you. I just miss you very much, and I miss you every day, hoping that you could find me. Later - I was angry with you, not because you didn't choose me at the beginning, but because you left Yinjiang, left me, and went to school in other cities. I was not only angry with you, but also angry with myself. I think I forced you away, so I dare not contact you, just wait for you to come back to find me. But I didn't expect that you were really back. After you came back, I realized that I didn't hate you at all, nor did I get angry with you anymore. I want to love you more than hatred."

Chu Xingyun's lips showed a bitter smile, and he stroked his face and said, "If I say, I have always been thinking about you since I left Yinjiang, and it was for you that I tried every means to transfer back from the capital. Do you believe it?"

He Cheng did not think: "Faith."

"Don't you really hate me?"

He Cheng shook his head.
Chapter completed!