Chen Jing didn't want to see He Cheng, so she left the album and returned to the bedroom.

Chen Yunan was born in a single-parent family. Her situation was quite special. Her mother returned to her hometown after she was pregnant for six months and was born under the care of Chen Jing's parents. As for Chen Yunan's father, Chen Jing never mentioned it to anyone. Only when Chen Yunan encountered trouble after she was born, the certificate presented by the resident committee was recorded in a few words.

Just like every girl who first enters society always makes unfaithful men deceive her, Chen Jing lives with her boyfriend after graduating from college. After living together for a while, she soon becomes pregnant. She wants to give birth to the child, but the man doesn't want to be responsible, so she packs her bags one night and goes to the bustling first-tier city, leaving Chen Jing with a half-year rent and pots and pans scattered all over the floor.

In June of the same year, when Chen Jing was about to give birth, she returned to her hometown with Chen Yunan, which was the small town in Jiangnan where they were at this time.

There are many photos of Chen Yunan's childhood in the album with damaged cover. From birth to a hundred days, to every year's birthday, there are photos left, but in each photo, only Chen Jing, or two grandparents, who accompany her.

If Chen Yunan was still alive, she would be very similar to her mother when she was young.

Chen Jing was very beautiful when she was young. Although she was not a brilliant and bright appearance, she was gentle. She was restrained and friendly, lively and dignified in the photo. Chen Yunan had already fallen into the appearance of her mother at a young age.

One of the photos was taken on a bright afternoon. Chen Yunan was sitting on a swing and swaying in the breeze. A butterfly embroidered with colorful silk thread on the corner of her skirt was about to fly.

Chu Xingyun looked at the little girl with two round buns in the photo and smiling brightly in the sun, and asked in a low voice: "Is it her?"

He Cheng was also looking at her, his eyes calm and deep, as if he had passed through the barrier of time and space. When he returned to the camera where he took this photo, he saw her smiling face that was neither yellowed nor frozen.

He recognized it for a long time, and until the face in front of him overlapped with the little girl in his memory, he said cautiously: "Yes."

Chu Xingyun did not let her stay in front of He Cheng too much, and quickly turned back.

In fact, it is not necessary to see Chen Yunnan's photos, and it is not even helpful to explore the case. However, neither He Cheng nor him could ignore this little girl who died in vain.

Back at the crime scene, they walked on the way to reveal the truth, and their hearts must be filled with her appearance, which is not only a mourning for the deceased, but also a comfort to their conscience.

The remaining images of Chen Yunan were as of the age of eight. Chu Xingyun finished the album, made some psychological preparations and ideological struggles, and got up and went to the bedroom where Chen Jing was hiding.

He Cheng stayed there and opened the album he closed again. Looking back from the first photo, he heard Chu Xingyun's deliberate lowering sound in the bedroom, and sobbing like Chen Jing was stuffed in a quilt.

Only half of the album was used, and almost all of them were Chen Yunan's photos. Only images of Chen Jing visiting ancient sites and school were indirectly and from time to time. The album has not been updated since Chen Yunan disappeared, and it stopped on the page of Chen Yunan's eighth birthday.

He Cheng turned it over twice without realizing it, flipping the last page, and continued to flip back without realizing it, and saw that there were occasional damage in the blank mezzanine of the album, which should be the traces left by playing back and forth the photos—

"What Yuan Pingyi? I don't know! Don't mention this person to me again!"

The sound of pushing boxes and cabinets in the bedroom was heard.

He Cheng stood up from the sofa and watched Chu Xingyun return from the bedroom to the living room with a gloomy face.

"How is she?"

He Cheng asked in a low voice as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

Chu Xingyun closed his eyes, then raised his slightly helpless eyes to look at him for a moment, suddenly shook his head and smiled, grabbed his hand and walked towards the door: "Let's go."

After leaving the community, Chu Xingyun bought two pancakes at a stall on the street, took He Cheng, who had been distracted, to the car, and handed him a pancake.

"This is the last time, don't come to her again in the future."

Chu Xingyun Dao.

The pancake in my hand is very thick, wrapped in at least two layers of eggs, brushed with a layer of brown sauce, and filled with a few slices of lettuce. The colors look great and attractive.

But Chu Xingyun seemed to have forgotten that he only ate vegetarian food and did not eat eggs.

He Cheng tear off a piece of lettuce leaf from the pancake interlayer and put it in his mouth, asking, "Why?"

Chu Xingyun turned his body like a co-pilot, paying attention to his every move: "For the worst plan, that person is still alive, Yuan Pingyi is the scapegoat he bought for money. Now he jumped out of the underground to find you, and he might also want to eradicate the witnesses of that year. After all, except you, Chen Jing is the only one who has the most direct and clear impression of him, so when we come to her, we may expose her."

He Cheng raised his head, his eyes were like the water surface disturbed by a thrown stone, and he said tiredly and blankly: "I really can't remember his face."

Chu Xingyun reached out to touch the back of his neck and smiled, "Everyone's appearance has changed with time. According to my experience, even if you remember his face, thirteen years have passed, and when he stands in front of you again, you still can't recognize it."

He Cheng leaned his head slightly back and put it into his palm, reminding Chu Xingyun of Xiaoman's appearance of burying his face in his palm and rubbing it against his spoiled person.

"Will he recognize me?"

He Cheng looked at him and asked.

Chu Xingyun pursed the corners of his lips, wanted to laugh a little, and said, "He can't remember you, but he can remember your identity."

He Cheng's eyes drooped weakly, and his eyes were empty.

"I'm in the light of it and he's in the dark. He can easily find me, but I can't find him."

Chu Xingyun leaned closer to him and rubbed hard on the back of his neck: "Give me some time, I will definitely find him."

He Cheng looked at him from the corner of his eyes, put the pancake in his hand on the bridge, then took his hand off his neck and held it in his hand. With a 'um' sound, he closed his eyes and wanted to make up for a rest.

But he couldn't sleep well because Chu Xingyun's cell phone rang.

He held his right hand tightly, so Chu Xingyun had to put his left hand in his right coat pocket and took out his cell phone and connected it.

"Did you get lucky?"

Chen Zhiyang's Northeast accent and loud voice woke He Cheng up in an instant.

He Cheng opened his eyes and listened to the movements in his phone. His fingers slowly penetrated and rubbed and pinched his fingers, as if he was treating his hands as a toy.

“How to say it?”

Chu Xingyun clamped his cell phone with his shoulders, took out the cigarette box and lit a cigarette with one hand, and asked while biting the cigarette mouth.

Chen Zhiyang said: "Tonight, your second young master's case must be transferred to the Criminal Investigation Bureau."

Chu Xingyun knew that he was talking about the file that was sealed, so he hurriedly asked: "Where is the file now?"

"What's the rush? My second uncle found a way to scan you and send it to you now."

Chu Xingyun tsk and bit his cigarette mouth and cursed in disbelief: "How can you not breathe heavily when you speak? Send it to my email address, hurry up."

After saying that, he slammed the phone.

Chen Zhiyang moved very quickly. As soon as he opened the traffic, there was an email in his email.

Before he could receive the email, Chen Zhiyang dialed the phone back.

"I have something to say at once! Can I still do it if you call me in a fucking time?!"

Chu Xingyun carried forward the ungrateful style of ungrateful crossing rivers and demolishing bridges to the fullest.

Fortunately, Chen Zhiyang understood that he was furious and did not bother with him. He said, "Only the victim's detailed case, my second uncle couldn't get the trial information and confession." Then he hung up the phone first.

Chu Xingyun stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, quickly downloaded the email, then enlarged the scanned picture, frowned and looked down seriously, one by one.

He was looking at the detailed case, but He Cheng didn't seem to care at all. After listening to his phone call, he closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest. He placed his hands on his legs, and his fingers were inserted between his five fingers, still.

A layer of smoke was floating in the carriage. About twenty minutes later, when He Cheng was about to fall asleep, he heard Chu Xingyun say, "Strange."

He opened his eyes, pinched the corners of his eyes and looked at Chu Xingyun: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xingyun frowned, and the smoke continued to climb up along his face, as if he surrounded him in the fog.

“These children’s birthdays are the same day.”

He said in a deep voice.

He Cheng looked at him and said lightly: "The same day as me?"

Chu Xingyun stared at him with complicated eyes for a while, and said, "Well, it's all October 29th."

He Cheng's eyelashes trembled slightly and he said, "Oh, is Chen Yunan too?"

Chu Xingyun took off the cigarette butt, licked the dry lower lip that was smoked by the smoke, and said irritably: "No, her birthday is August 13th, let alone-"

Chu Xingyun lowered his eyes, crushed the burning cigarette butts between his fingertips, and said, "The other five victims are boys, only her is a girl."

He Cheng didn't hear anything he said, his eyes passed through the windshield and looked into the distance, with a smile that turned out to be like this on the corner of his lips: "In other words, it was not by chance that he found me. No matter how you chose, the only person who stayed in the end was me."

Chu Xingyun was stunned, then felt a chill creeping down his spine and heading towards his head, gradually turning into a fire, which made him feel so angry that he was so angry.

It turned out that this "Yuan Pingyi" had long regarded He Cheng as his vested goal. It turned out that on New Year's Eve, they suffered not bad luck, but hunting!

Damn it!

Chu Xingyun clenched his fist and punched him hard on the steering wheel, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck!"

He Cheng looked at him, still indifferent, and said, "Can you accompany me to a place?"

Chu Xingyun was on fire, took a few deep breaths, and his expression calmed down slightly: "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!