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After Song Xinci returned home and washed up, he sat on the sofa and played with his hands.After a while Song Wentao came back from outside.

Song Xinci raised his eyelids: "Dad, aren't you on a business trip? I heard Uncle Li said that it's the plane tonight, and that he will pick you up at the airport at night." He continued to swipe his phone.

Song Wentao took a sip of water, and knocked Song Xinci on the head: "My eyes are almost falling in, I really don't understand you young people, mobile phones are so fun."

Song Xinci put away the phone with a smile, and looked up at Song Wentao: "Did you bring me any gift?"

Song Wentao took off his tie, sat on the sofa, and smiled apologetically: "I originally came back tonight, but I changed my itinerary temporarily, so I didn't have time to buy it."

Song Xinci snorted and continued playing with his phone.

"This girl." Song Wentao touched the wound on Song Xinci's head, and said, "Put the phone away, Dad has something serious to tell you."

Song Xinci put down his phone and looked at Song Wentao.

"Tonight there is a reception in the business field, and all the famous people are here. The organizer invited us, and you go with Dad." Said and waved to the door, Uncle Li came in holding a box, Song Wentao accepted Passed the box, handed it to Song Xinci, and said: "This is the dress that Chen Kang gave me when he got off the plane. He bought it for you. This time he is going out with me on business. The young man is good at handling things and has a heart for you. You and him We've been together for so long, what are your plans for the future?"

Song Xinci took the box and threw it on the coffee table: "I broke up with him, didn't he tell you?"

Song Wentao really didn't know: "When did it happen?"

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter when, we have already broken up anyway."

"Let's divide it up." Song Wentao patted his legs and said, "Then don't wear his dress, have lunch later, and go to the mall to buy a set."

"Can I not go?" Song Xinci hugged Song Wentao's arm, shaking it, and said coquettishly, "Dad, I really don't want to go."

Song Wentao put her hand aside, and refused: "Our family is invited, and business depends on contacts. Everyone is in this circle, and there are always times when they can help, so I want to give face, otherwise I won't do it." I will come back early, and since you broke up with Chen Kang, you should go all the more, you are old too..."

Song Xinci stood up abruptly and interrupted Song Wentao: "Father, didn't you say you would not interfere with my way of life? Why, you want me to go on a blind date."

Seeing his daughter's reaction, Song Wentao changed the subject: "I mean, you are old enough to have your own connections. Don't just play around all day long. It's easy to start a business, but difficult to keep it."

Song Xinci believes that there are ghosts, and waved his hand: "Go, go, but let me tell you, I have a boyfriend, Xu Lang."

Song Wentao stroked his chin: "Xu Lang, aren't you friends who have played together since childhood?"

Song Xinci nodded: "Yes, childhood sweetheart."

"I heard that he has opened a few places called Alice, and they seem to be doing well. However, compared with Zhengjin Group, they are like elephants versus ants, but their family is quite powerful. Old Xu is a stock god, and the old man is a ministerial cadre. Although he has retired, his connections are still there."

"I'm still satisfied." Song Xinci commented.

Song Wentao stood up, put on his tie, and said with a smile: "Where, where, as long as you like it, Dad doesn't care about these things. What's the condition of our family, I, Song Wentao, still rely on my daughter to get rich."

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "I believe you are the only ghost, old fox."

Song Wentao patted Song Xinci on the back: "Okay, little fox, go choose a dress in the afternoon, and go to the reception with Dad in the evening. I have an appointment for lunch. You can eat at home by yourself."

"No delivery."

After Xia Yao came out from the traffic police brigade, the bicycle was still parked there.It was fate, Xia Yao swept the car again and rode to the hospital.

In fact, she doesn't have to go, after all, she knows enough information to write a report. On a certain day of a certain year, a car accident happened outside the court. After investigation, what caused the accident, the driver caused the accident He escaped and was finally arrested and brought to justice. The injured were sent to the hospital urgently, and his life was not in danger. End of report.

However, she doesn't want her report to be just a surface. If the news is a person, she doesn't want to just describe the person's appearance, height, and clothes. She wants to understand the person's connotation, growth trajectory, etc.She wanted to try her best to find out the cause and effect of the incident. She wanted to know where and which butterfly flapped its wings lightly in this storm.

What happens by chance in life, isn't it a kind of necessity?The growth environment, the education received and one's own understanding of things create a person's character, which determines the future choices, big choices, small choices, every choice is a butterfly.

Xia Yao asked the injured person's name in the traffic police brigade, and the injured person was called Zhao Yang.After buying some bananas and apples at the canteen outside the hospital, Xia Yao went straight to the inpatient department.

Before reaching the door of the ward, arguing was heard from afar.Xia Yao walked over silently.

A couple was pointing at an auntie who was a sanitation worker and yelling fiercely. If there were not two policemen nearby to mediate and stop them, Xia Yao estimated that they would fight.

"That unlucky husband of yours, why do you implicate my son if you want to die? Fatigue driving, do you know, he is a murderer, fortunately my son is lucky."

The man continued: "My son is only 18 years old this year and has a broken leg. What will he do in the future, and how will he marry a wife?" He pointed to the other person's nose.

"Oh, broken leg, broken bone, broken bone." A policeman said and separated them a bit.

Not to be outdone, the sanitation worker aunt yelled back: "Your son doesn't walk on the sidewalk, runs a red light, and kills him sooner or later. My husband met your son after eight lifetimes of misfortune."

The two sides quarreled non-stop.

A policeman got mad and shouted, "What's the noise? They all have faces. One is driving tired, hit and run, the other is crossing the road, not walking on the sidewalk, and hitting a red light. It's all reasonable."

The swearing and cursing voices of both parties gradually decreased, but they still hated each other.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, and said in a strange way: "I don't care anyway, you have to give me the money for medical expenses, nursing expenses, and nutrition expenses."

The policeman looked at him: "Take the money, you are a policeman, right? Leave the case to you. Your son is also responsible for this matter."

"I don't care, anyway, her husband has to pay for hitting my son." The woman followed her husband's words and said aggressively.

"Don't worry about it, do you know that this is a society ruled by law? We set up law enforcement cameras. If you continue to make trouble like this, you will be charged with extortion and ordered to stay in the police station for two days." Another policeman said.

"Hey, why are you talking like that, comrade, threatening the people, what is your job number, I will sue your leaders." The middle-aged man said.

"They should be handcuffed." The sanitation worker aunt said viciously.

"You don't have to say a few words." The policeman pulled her away.

A circle of people surrounded the door of the ward, and the policeman waved his hand: "What are you looking at, look, they're all gone, they're all gone."

Xia Yao stood by the door and looked at Zhao Yang who was lying on the bed without saying a word. Zhao Yang seemed to be about to cry, his hands were tightly clutching the blood-stained bed sheet, and his eyes were resentful and disgusted.

Zhao Yang saw her, smiled at her, desperate and sad, opened his mouth: "Thank you."

This thank you brought a brief peace. Zhao Yang's mother walked to the door, took Xia Yao's hand, and smiled: "You are the reporter, oh, thank you so much, otherwise let him run away." gone."

Xia Yao smiled feebly, and handed the fruit in her hand to Zhao Yang's mother.

Zhao Yang's mother took the fruit and said, "Come here, why don't you buy some fruit? You are Yang'er's benefactor, and I will treat you to dinner some other day."

Xia Yao was a little at a loss: "Can I have a chat with Zhao Yang?"

"Okay, let's talk, we must publish it in the newspaper." Zhao Yang's father replied.

"Then let's go out and adjust, don't disturb the reporter comrades." A policeman said, almost suffocated inside.

The police separated them, went out one by one, and dispersed the onlookers again.

For some reason, Xia Yao didn't dare to look into the eyes of the sanitation worker auntie.

After they went out, Xia Yao sat by the hospital bed, peeled a banana and handed it to Zhao Yang: "How do you feel?"

Zhao Yang took the banana, took a bite, and burst into tears: "I don't like my parents like this, they are unreasonable and annoying."

Xia Yao took out two tissues from the bedside table and handed them to Zhao Yang, and asked softly, "How old are you this year? Are you still studying?"

Zhao Yang shook his head, blushed a little, and said in a low voice, "Eighteen, I quit high school and worked as an apprentice in a car repair shop not far from the court."

Xia Yao thought for a while and said: "Zhao Yang, this is not something to be ashamed of. Everyone can't choose their own birth, right, but we have to work hard on our own. You are the only one. There are infinite possibilities in the future. If you like reading , you can also take the self-examination in the future, how do you say that sentence, Tian Xingjian..." Xia Yao stopped talking halfway, and acted like she was thinking.

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement." Zhao Yang continued.

Xia Yao smiled: "Yes, the sky is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement."

Zhao Yang also laughed.