South of Chutian

The projector was replaced with new batteries, turned on smoothly, and connected to Tang Heng's computer.

There is a folder named "Xiaoqin" on the desktop, which displays all the evidence they have obtained: cremation certificate, Wang Lili's recording, Long Juan's recording, Bao Lei's recording, and some of the financial issues provided by Fu Liling. evidence.

These days, Li Yuechi wrote a clear account of the incident.A word document with black characters on a white background appeared on the screen, and the white light made Tang Heng squint his eyes, and his heartbeat also became heavy.

Although he already knew that Li Yuechi had written this incident.However, when one thing after another happened six years ago, it was presented in such a way that it was specific to a certain month and a certain day. This kind of shock still forced everyone present to hold their breath.

"Take a look," Li Yuechi said calmly, "what needs to be added or deleted."

As he slowly pulled down the cursor, the hunting process appeared before his eyes again.

On September 2011, 9, the freshmen of the Department of Sociology of Han University started their semester, and Tian Xiaoqin served as a teaching assistant.

On December 2011, 12, Tian Xiaoqin and Li Yuechi joined the Tang Guomu project team.

On April 2012, 4, Tian Xiaoqin, Li Yuechi, and Wang Lili went to Dawu County to count the donated materials.

August 2012...

Li Yuechi suddenly put down the mouse.

He took out his wallet and said, "Xiaohui, can you buy a pack of cigarettes for me? I forgot to buy it just now."

Tian Xiaohui was stunned for a moment: "Now?"

"Yes, now. Turn left when you leave the complex and go straight. There is a convenience store at the first intersection."

"okay."

Tian Xiaohui went out.

Jiang Ya sighed softly, and they naturally understood that Li Yuechi had deliberately pushed Tian Xiaohui away.

Li Yuechi whispered: "The back is the photo that Xiaoqin sent me that night."

Tang Heng secretly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"She was taken to the hotel by Tang Guomu the night before she jumped off the building. Later she sent me a photo of the marks of being tied up on her body. Don't let Xiaohui see these. I will put a mosaic on it when I announce it."

Jiang Ya said in horror: "How did you six years ago—"

"I showed it to the dean at the time, but he didn't recognize it."

An Yun stood up abruptly, as if she couldn't take it anymore, she went straight to the balcony and pushed open the window with a "wow".

Looking at her back, Jiang Ya asked Li Yuechi softly: "Has she seen it before?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ya took a deep breath: "Go on."

However, Li Yuechi still didn't touch the mouse. He slowly turned his head and looked at Tang Heng.

Tang Heng asked: "What's the matter?" Only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his voice was extremely hoarse.

Li Yuechi's arm went around Tang Heng's head, covering his eyes with his palm.

Tang Heng remained silent for a few seconds, then said, "I'm fine."

Li Yuechi said: "I've seen enough."

Tang Heng blinked, feeling his eyelashes scratching his palm.His palms were warm, and the heat came in through the close skin. Tang Heng realized belatedly that his fist had loosened.

Just for a moment, he almost jumped up and rushed out the door, he wished he could give Tang Guomu another stab.

The surging hatred, regret, and pain... filled his chest like a piece of ice.And Li Yuechi's palms slowly melted the severe cold in his body.

After a while, Li Yuechi withdrew his arm.

He has closed the word document and opened another document.

There was a knock on the door, Jiang Ya frowned, got up and opened the door, and forced a smile to Tian Xiaohui: "Xiaohui, thank you." Then he tore open the package of the cigarette case and asked Li Yuechi: " Want one?"

Li Yuechi took it silently.

The two of them went to the balcony and gave An Yun another one, and the three of them puffed at the open window, neither of them saying a word.Tang Heng felt his throat a little itchy, and knew that he wanted to smoke. He touched his pocket and took out two mints that he took from the cash register when he was eating at a restaurant at noon.

Tang Heng handed Tian Xiaohui one.

Tian Xiaohui tore off the candy wrapper, and asked softly, "Teacher Tang, don't you smoke?"

Tang Heng was a little helpless: "I used to smoke...now I am quitting."

"Oh."

Tang Heng put the mints into his mouth, and the cool taste spread, which seemed to suppress his craving for cigarettes.

Tian Xiaohui suddenly said: "Teacher Tang, did you deliberately not let me see it just now?"

Tang Heng didn't know how to answer at once, so he paused for two seconds, so he had to tell the truth: "Well, there are some... photos of your sister just now. When we send them out, we will mosaic her."

Tian Xiaohui nodded, but didn't ask any more questions.Tang Heng thought he had other speculations, so he explained: "It's not that I can't show it to you, it's because I'm afraid it will scare you, and I'm also afraid that you... will feel uncomfortable after watching it."

Tian Xiaohui sat on the floor, hugged his knees and said, "I understand."

His figure was already thin and small, and this posture looked even more like a child. Tang Heng's heart felt sore and painful as if it had been pinched.

Tian Xiaohui continued: "Teacher Tang, you don't have to worry about me... I'm not afraid. I just want to seek justice for my sister. Since I was a child, my parents have favored me because I'm a boy... I know that if I don't care, the family will suffer Nobody cares about my sister anymore."

Tang Heng was startled.This was the first time he had heard Tian Xiaohui talk so much in a few days.

"Brother Yuechi called me over alone that day and told me what happened back then. In the end, he also said that we might fail, and that no matter whether we win or lose, we will have to wait a long time for the result. He asked me if I could hold on , I said, yes, because I want to protect my sister once... even if it is too late. He said, he will stick to it, because he wants to protect someone just like me. "

Tang Heng raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Li Yuechi with his back turned to him, a gray-blue mist emanating from the smoke between his fingers.He stood up straight, as if distracted.

Suddenly, with a sympathetic heart, Li Yuechi put out the cigarette butt, turned around and met Tang Heng's gaze.

He didn't smile or speak, but just looked at Tang Heng quietly.

Tang Heng asked Tian Xiaohui: "What else did he say?"

Tian Xiaohui should not.

"Don't worry, I won't tell him."

A few seconds later, Tian Xiaohui lowered his head, and his voice was so soft that it seemed as if the sentence would float into the air just after he uttered it:

"He said that you have suffered a lot in the past few years, and said that you were not wrong from the beginning to the end. He asked me, no matter who you hate, don't hate you."

The next day, Tang Heng met a reporter in a coffee shop.This reporter worked for a well-known newspaper in Wuhan, and graduated from the Department of Journalism of Han University two years earlier than Tang Heng.

After reading all the materials Tang Heng had compiled, she was silent for 5 minutes, and then asked, "Have you decided?"

Tang Heng nodded sharply.

"Actually, you can choose another person. An Yun is very suitable. She is Tian Xiaoqin's classmate... From the perspective of a media person, I definitely support this matter being made public in your name. You are Tang Guomu's nephew, and you are High school teacher, you stand up and expose him, of course it is very eye-catching..." She paused, and looked at Tang Heng earnestly, "But from a personal point of view, I think you can reconsider, this news will definitely explode , then you will have to bear a lot of unexpected pressure, really."

Tang Heng smiled at her: "I'm ready, don't worry."

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to stay in the academic circle in the future?"

"It doesn't matter."

"okay, I get it."

"Then I'll leave it to you, sister. Tomorrow your newspaper will be published, and I'll post it on Weibo."

She stuffed the document bag into her backpack and said firmly, "Don't worry, I've made an agreement with the editor-in-chief, and the full text will be published."

After she left, Tang Heng was still sitting in the booth of the coffee shop.It is rare that the weather is sunny these few days, and every Saturday, through the glass of the coffee shop, students can be seen passing by in small groups.

"Want to go for a walk?"

Li Yuechi came to Tang Heng's side and didn't sit down, as if expecting him to agree.

Outside, is the brand new East Lake Village.

Tang Heng stood up, smiled and said, "Let's go."

The name of Donghu Village has not changed, but everything is completely different from six years ago.The dilapidated bungalows disappeared, the rugged and narrow alleys were flattened, and a tall building with the words "Hanyang University Entrepreneurship Center" rose from the ground, surrounded by large and small restaurants, bookstores, and jewelry stores...

Tang Heng looked at the brand-new street scene and shook his head: "Can you see where 'Long Love' is?"

"Probably there?" Li Yuechi pointed to a restaurant not far ahead.

Tang Heng shook his head and said, "I can't see it at all."

They walked forward, and when they passed the restaurant just now, Tang Heng stopped: "This name."

Li Yuechi was stunned for a second: "This person is..."

The name of the restaurant is "Robert Parker".Robert Parker, as everyone who studies sociology knows, is one of the representatives of the Chicago School of Sociology in the early 20th century.

Then they remembered at the same time that Tang Heng gave up his offer from the University of Chicago six years ago and passed by this famous school.

Tang Heng smiled and suddenly felt the wonder of fate.

At this moment, the glass door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man in a chef uniform came out.He cursed in Wuhan dialect: "Don't buy it! How many times have I said not to buy a house! You bastard* don't understand, I demolished and divided five houses!"

Then he hung up the phone, turned his head, and stopped suddenly.

"You..." The man frowned, "Hey! It's you!"

Tang Heng hesitated: "Are you the owner of Xiangyang Beef Noodles?"

"That's right! You—you are the singing student! At that time, you always came to my place for dinner in the middle of the night! You were crying and howling!"

"It's not midnight, it's just a little late," Tang Heng asked with a smile, "Did you drive this?"

"That's right, the old house was demolished, and it happened that my son graduated and returned to Wuhan, so he opened this restaurant—look, Italian food!"

Tang Heng asked: "Then do you still make beef noodles?"

"Sure!" The boss opened the glass door and greeted them enthusiastically, "Come here, I'll make you two more bowls! [-]% off!"

Tang Heng and Li Yuechi looked at each other, and followed the boss into the store.

The decoration of the Italian restaurant is indeed not at the same level as the Xiangyang Beef Noodles back then. The chairs are covered with soft velvet, and there are rose-pink chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.Tang Heng opened the menu and saw a series of "signature dishes" on the first page: Parmesan Chicken, Linguine with Clam Sauce, Tomato Basil Butchetta...

Li Yuechi said softly: "The span is quite large."

Tang Heng wanted to laugh again.

Tang Heng said: "Boss, you can make five servings of beef noodles, and we will pack them."

"Oh, there are friends? Why don't you come over and eat together!"

"They're far away. . . remember? There's a drummer and a bass player."

The boss said cheerfully: "Remember! That boy, dyed red hair, is very strange! That girl, dressed like a man every day!"

Tang Heng was silent for two seconds: "...Yes, it's them."

Li Yuechi squeezed Tang Heng's hand under the table: "You used to go to pay the bill secretly, tell me, does he remember?"

Tang Heng's cheeks were slightly hot: "Don't ask now."

Li Yuechi lowered his eyes and smiled.