not as sweet as you

The fruit candy is sweet and slightly sour, and a small bit is not as smooth as when it was just peeled off, but a bit sharp. Huo Xingzhou picked it on the tip of his tongue, as if he could feel a little bit of saliva.

Luo Xing's face was slightly red, and he blinked his eyes twice, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, "Is it delicious?"

"What are you asking?" Huo Xingzhou bit into pieces of candy, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "Drool... or candy? It's okay now, you dare to tease me like this?"

"Dang, of course it's candy..." Luo Xing carefully looked at the students, then looked away, and blinked innocently twice: "There's no flirting, I just treat you to candy."

Huo Xingzhou didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he said, "I want to eat something else, feed me some more?"

"what?"

"Meat."

"What meat?"

Huo Xingzhou looked at his bewildered expression, and realized that he hadn't noticed the yellow accent, so he coughed and took it back, waved his hand and said, "You do the question, I'll read the materials."

"Row the boat?"

Ye Qiaoqiao stood up suddenly, frowned and called out to him, but because the voice wasn't too loud, he didn't hear the people in the class making noise again.

She wrote a note and asked the students behind to hand it over. When it was passed to Feng Jia, she stopped, looked forward, and found that it was from Ye Qiaoqiao, so she hurriedly handed it to Huo Xingzhou.

"Why? Pass the note at the front and back tables, are you sick?" Huo Xingzhou was still angry because of Chen Yiyi's matter, seeing him handing the note with a guilty face, he thought he was apologizing, and taunted him to vent his anger.

"The squad leader gave it to you. Brother Xingzhou, please forgive me. Those who don't know are not guilty, QAQ!" Feng Jia blinked and tried to put on a pitiful expression.

Huo Xingzhou kicked him disgustingly: "Speak well."

"You're bullying everyone, so I'm ignoring you." Feng Jia wiped away tears that didn't exist, and Lihua turned back to play games without rain.

"..." Huo Xingzhou opened the note and wrote a sentence on it.

——The phone is turned off?My dad is looking for you.

Huo Xingzhou was startled, and then he reached out to take out his phone, but he lost it and left it on...

He thought about it for a while, just now he went out with his mobile phone, met Chen Yiyi, and came back without going anywhere, was it lost at that time?

"What's the matter?" Luo Xing saw him touch his pocket twice, his face suddenly changed, and he frowned as if something was wrong.

"The phone was dropped." Huo Xingzhou recalled with a frown. He didn't take out the phone when he saw Chen Yiyi, and Chen Yiyi didn't have any physical contact with him. Where did he drop it?

"It's okay, just lend me your phone."

Luo Xing unlocked the phone and handed it to him, watching quietly as he started to log on to WeChat, and then a few messages with the note that it was Uncle Shang popped up, which flashed so quickly that he didn't see them clearly.

Shang Qingming: As soon as I came back today, I heard that Zhao Jiulan turned himself in. Do you know about this?

Shang Qingming: Could it be you who threatened her again?

Shang Qingming: It’s almost done. You have something in your hands that can check and balance her. Just let her stop bothering you. If you push her to a corner, you may be able to tell what she will do. After so many years, there is no evidence to collect. Difficult to judge, don't be impulsive.

Shang Qingming: During the period of evidence collection, someone will come to the school to find Luo Xing, you make him a little bit prepared.

Huo Xingzhou frowned so tightly that he almost stared at the words on the screen one by one through the holes. He knew each and every word, but he couldn't understand why they were arranged in a row.

Zhao Jiulan surrendered?

What's the matter with her turning herself in?

Since Zhao Jiulan visited him during the winter vacation, he had never seen her, nor had he met her.

Besides, she was going to surrender herself?It's all right.

Huo Xingzhou looked at the phone and didn't reply for a while, but he remembered that when she went to her home last time, she hesitated to say something, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it. At that time, she felt regretful?

At that time, she looked upstairs awkwardly. When Huo Xingzhou asked her if she wanted to see Luo Xing, she refused without even thinking about it. She said no, and told him not to say that she had been there.

It is indeed a bit abnormal to look at, the restraint of wanting to see but fearing to see, and the final escape.

No, surrender is over?

For the things she did to Luo Xing back then, the law punished her and it was over?A write-off?Just dreaming.

Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly, his abacus was louder than Xue Jian, he raised his finger, and replied to Shang Qingming: "It has nothing to do with Luo Xing if she doesn't turn herself in, I didn't do it, why do you love it. But if you can When you meet her, convey it to me, let Luo Xing forgive her, in the next life."

The law allowed her to be punished as she deserved, but could the law bring back what Luo Xing had lost?Can it make his ears better?Can he stop being afraid of the dark?

No.

Even if Zhao Jiulan died, she would not be able to make up for the damage done to Luo Xing.

"Is there something wrong?" Luo Xing watched Huo Xingzhou's frown getting tighter, and pulled his hand worriedly.

Huo Xingzhou thought about it, and felt that he should not hide this matter from him, so he said, "Your mother has surrendered herself."

Luo Xing was taken aback, his mind seemed to froze for an instant, and he repeated blankly: "From... the first... what?"

"It sounds like I regret what I did to you back then. Uncle Shang said that in the past two days someone will come to your school to ask you about childhood domestic violence, so you should be prepared." Huo Xingzhou suddenly stopped and turned around. Looking at Luo Xing's blank expression, he asked seriously: "If, if your mother really regrets it, will you forgive her?"

Luo Xing clenched his fingers.

Zhao Jiulan is different from Luo Zhiyuan. Luo Zhiyuan never gave him the slightest bit of care, and even knew that he existed but ignored him for 17 years. He only wanted to see him when he was dying.

Regardless of whether he donated or died without regrets, he was only for himself.

"I want to do my homework." Luo Xing looked away and didn't look at Huo Xingzhou again, but his trembling hands betrayed his current mood.

"Let's write, I'll go out for a while." Huo Xingzhou returned the phone to him, stood up, suddenly thought of something, and patted Feng Jia.

Feng Jia: "Why?"

"I'll go out for a while. If you don't come back before the end of evening self-study, don't go out and go back to the dormitory with Luo Xing."

"Where are you going?" Feng Jia was puzzled, he hadn't seen Huo Xingzhou skipping class for a long time.

"I am busy."

-

Huo Xingzhou didn't ask Cheng Limin to ask for leave, it wasn't a legitimate reason, and he wouldn't grant leave, so he went over the wall without wasting any effort.

Zhao Jiulan's domestic violence and child abuse are not under the jurisdiction of the city's criminal investigation team, but he doesn't know the community police, so he can only go to Shang Qingming.

He had to understand what Zhao Jiulan wanted to do first, and he couldn't let her think about it, Luo Xing was born by her, but it didn't mean that she had to let her pinch her for the rest of her life.

Think beautiful.

When he jumped from the top of the wall, he almost stepped on the door of an old man, and he leaned to the side with a bang, almost sprained his feet, and got up with lingering fear: "Master, what are you doing here?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at him, "Student, are you a third year student?"

Huo Xingzhou sized him up, his gray hair was slightly stooped, he looked older than his grandfather, trembling.

"Yes, are you looking for someone? I'll see if I recognize his name."

"It's called...it seems to be..." The old man thought for a long time before he said in a daze, "It's called Luo Xing!"

-

When Huo Xingzhou arrived at the city's criminal investigation team, it was almost time to get off work. The guard gave him a dutiful look and refused to let him in, no matter what he said.

The two chattered for 10 minutes, and Huo Xingzhou exhausted his patience, "I'm Shang Qingming's son. He had me with a girl from a mountain village by Daming Lake 20 years ago. I'm here to meet my relatives."

The doorman thought you would lie, who doesn't know that there is only a girl in the family of the sloppy criminal investigation team leader, even if she recognized her relatives, she recognized that the criminal police team came, and waved her hands twice, "Is this a place for you to mess around! Go away let's go."

Huo Xingzhou was silent for a while, he lost his mobile phone, and he was in a hurry to replace it when he came, otherwise he wouldn't be trapped at the door and couldn't move now.

"Well, sir, can you let me call the caravan? If he doesn't come out, I'll leave right away. It's really urgent."

The doorman stared at him for a while, and felt that what he said was serious, and he couldn't afford to take care of it if there was an emergency at home, so he let go: "Okay, call, hurry up."

Huo Xingzhou came in in a hurry, picked up the phone and dialed the number, and soon the answer was answered by a woman: "Hello."

... Huo Xingzhou subconsciously hung up the phone, and before the guard was about to tell him to leave, he quickly dialed again. It was the woman just now: "Hi, who are you looking for?"

Huo Xingzhou was startled, looked down at the number displayed on the landline, and looked back and forth several times, it was right.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Shang Qingming's number?" Huo Xingzhou asked cautiously.

"Yes, he went to a meeting. Do you have anything to do with him?" The policewoman who answered the phone paused and said, "Wait, your number belongs to the doorman at the gate?"

Huo Xingzhou hurriedly said: "Yes, I am Captain Shang Qingming's long-lost son. I am here to find relatives. Can you take me in and wait for him?"

When the female policeman heard this, she immediately became interested. She didn't care what the rules were, and hurriedly said, "Don't leave when you stand at the door. I'll come out to pick you up." After speaking, she hung up the phone.

Under the scrutiny of the door, Huo Xingzhou calmly stared at the building of the Criminal Investigation Team. He didn't know that he had already caused a scene where Shang Qingming began to mess up and ended up abandoning him, causing his ex-son to be lonely and search for his relatives thousands of miles away.

After a while, the guard saw Zhou Wei, the only policewoman of the city's criminal investigation team, walking out like flying. The high heels on the soles of her feet were like hot wheels.

She opened the door of the guard room, looked up and down at Huo Xingzhou without blushing or panting, with an irrepressible gossip on her face: "It's you?"

Huo Xingzhou said hello obediently: "Hello, sister."

Zhou Wei thought that he was already 35, and high school students had to call her aunt when they went out. He was caught off guard when he heard his sister, covering his mouth and laughing happily: "Oh, this mouth is so sweet, come with me, the caravan is almost over."

The two talked while walking, until they opened the door, Zhou Wei asked casually, "Little friend, what's your name?"

Huo Xingzhou snorted, "Xia Ziwei."

Zhou Wei: "?"

After Shang Qingming finished the meeting, he couldn't help but frown when his subordinates all looked at him like a scumbag of the century. When he turned his gaze and saw Zhou Wei leading Huo Xingzhou in with a bluish face, he was stunned.

"How did you come?"

Before Huo Xingzhou could answer, Zhou Wei spoke first, and said coolly, "Come play Huanzhugege."

"?"

Huo Xingzhou squinted his eyes and smiled, and apologized to Zhou Wei: "I'm sorry, sister, I can't help it, the doorman won't let me in no matter what."

Now that Zhou Wei listened to what this sister said, Shang Qingming couldn't help but burst out laughing, and brought Huo Xingzhou into the office, throwing things on the table casually.

"Tell me what's the matter."

Huo Xingzhou sat on the sofa in an orderly manner, and said, "I've come to you to find out more about Zhao Jiulan's affairs, but before I say this, I have something to tell you. When I left school just now, I met Luo Xing's grandfather. gone."

"Grandpa?" Shang Qingming paused while flipping through the documents, and raised his eyes: "How did you know his grandfather? Didn't you see him when you went last time?"

"I haven't seen it, but just now he asked me about Luo Xing at the door, saying that his grandmother passed away due to an accident some time ago, and he was also diagnosed with terminal liver cancer, and he will die soon."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, not daring to judge the brain circuit of a person like Zhao Jiulan without authorization, so he came to Shang Qingming and asked for details.

"Actually, I'm not very clear." Shang Qingming raised his wrist to look at the time and said, "It's almost time to get off work. I'll take you to ask where she turned herself in."

"Thank you, Uncle Shang."

-

Huo Xingzhou and Shang Qingming fled to the local police station, because they couldn't meddle in other people's affairs, so they only hoped to inquire.

Unexpectedly, but with Shang Qingming's all-round tricks and hooliganism, he even read the transcript.

"It seems that she really regrets it." Shang Qingming has always been sensitive to such things as prisoner records, and he can tell if he is lying or not at a glance.

Huo Xingzhou didn't speak, and he kept thinking about Zhao Jiulan's transcript in his mind. Judging from the above content, Zhao Jiulan should be because after Luo Zhiyuan went to find her that time, she found that the person she loved and hated for so many years had changed beyond recognition .

In the end, she didn't even know whether she loved or hated, or hated a feeling. Only by maintaining that feeling, could she not regret her original choice.

I haven't been home for 18 years, I haven't seen my parents, and the goodbye is the last time.

Because of a man who didn't love her, she broke up with her family and wasted 18 years of her life. She had her mother's funeral and was about to face her father's death.

She clings to the love she can't get, and she has changed herself beyond recognition. Now she plans to... wake up?

Huo Xingzhou thought of the pain and repressed sadness on her face that time, probably because she wanted Luo Xing to accompany her back to her mother's funeral, and probably thought that he would not agree or dare to see her.

"Row the boat."

Shang Qingming turned his head and looked at Huo Xingzhou, who was almost as tall as himself. He looked at the child who had grown up and was no different from his own. He sighed and said, "Actually, you are just a child, and the responsibilities you can take are limited. Besides, you can't be the master of other people's mother and child matters."

"I know." Huo Xingzhou didn't intend to make the decision for Luo Xing, so he didn't forgive Zhao Jiulan, everything depends on Luo Xing, whether he forgives or not, he is his own little boy.

He just feels sorry for what he has experienced in the past. Even if the bad guys are punished, it doesn't mean that the past harm can be erased.

"I have handled a lot of cases, because in the city's criminal investigation team, most of the cases I experienced were murders and serial murders. There were very few disputes between parents, but the cases themselves were not different. They were all caused by some disputes."

"Should the murderer deserve to die? Of course he deserves to die, because no matter what, he shouldn't take other people's lives without authorization and deprive others of their right to live."

"But they also suffered from this and that kind of painful treatment in their childhood. I once handled a case where the mother wanted to commit suicide because of depression, but she couldn't worry about her child, so she took him to seek death again and again. The child lives in the shadow of death every day. There are razor blades in the rice and glass in the washbasin. He has asked teachers and neighbors for help, but no one helped him. He is terrified every day, and he does not know when his mother will kill him. kill."

As soon as the voice stopped, Shang Qingming sighed.

Huo Xingzhou asked: "What happened next?"

Shang Qingming paused, turned on the lights inside the car, and said: "Later, that child killed seven people, all of whom were depressed. He felt that those people were the scum of society and would harm others in the future. He even felt that he was Acting for the sky, on the other hand, he is also out of fear, and when he sees them, he will think of his own shadow."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, Shang Qingming smiled and said: "Are these seven people innocent? Of course. But if there was only one person at that time, if he had given this child a little kindness, he might not have become what he is today. Who? Maybe everyone has something wrong."

"Actually, Luo Xing didn't grow up to be such a person. He still has kind thoughts in his heart. What an amazing kid." Shang Qingming turned his head and looked at Huo Xingzhou. The appearance of the captain of the criminal investigation.

"Since he has kind thoughts in his heart, why would you let him turn that kindness into hatred?"

Huo Xingzhou understood, he only hated Zhao Jiulan for treating him badly and hurting him for so many years, but in the final analysis, Luo Xing never hated her, so he could grow up to be as kind as he is now.

If he, like the people in this case, hated his mother's torture, he would be the one who suffered.

Well, it all depends on Luo Xing's own choice.

Huo Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and hummed: "I see, thank you, Uncle Shang."

Seeing that he understood, Shang Qingming smiled, and regained his hooliganism, "Let's go, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

-

The Municipal Bureau was far away from the No. 11 Middle School, and because of a series of car accidents, it was blocked all the way from the elevated road to the urban area. When I returned to the dormitory, it was almost 30:[-].

Huo Xingzhou thanked Shang Qingming and hurried to the dormitory.

He lost his phone and didn't have time to make it up. He didn't know if Luo Xing was in a hurry, and he was a little worried.

He walked across the campus in three steps at a time, and when he got outside the dormitory building, he saw Feng Jia stretching his neck and looking around, like a watchdog.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Huo Xingzhou was amused by him, and joked: "Is it still a husband after losing a wife?"

When Feng Jia saw him coming, she almost knelt down, grabbed his hand, and said anxiously, "Brother Zhou, kill me."

"Pfft." Huo Xingzhou helped him up, and said dumbfoundingly: "Why did you kill you, and what did you do behind my back? Did you break something?"

"No." Feng Jia shrank her neck, was about to cry, and murmured, not daring to look him in the eyes, "I lost... I lost Luo Xing."

"What do you mean?" Huo Xingzhou frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart, immediately grabbed his arm and asked, "What do you mean by lost?"

Feng Jia was taken aback by his sudden anger, and said incoherently, "No, that is, when you left in the afternoon, didn't you tell me that you want me to do everything with him?"

"You forgot him?"

"No!" Feng Jia hurriedly wanted to explain, but when he touched his eyes, he shrank his shoulders and dared not look at him. Huo Xingzhou was so agitated by his faltering, he was almost furious: "Say!"

"After we finished eating, we went back to the evening self-study together. He was doing his homework, but when the first get out of class of the evening self-study was over, it was around 07:30, and he said that he would go out beforehand."

"And then?" Huo Xingzhou's heart sank the more he listened, and he clenched his hands tightly, suppressing his anger and waiting for him to continue.

"He said to go out, and I thought to myself, what can he do in the evening self-study, it's nothing more than going to the toilet. I also asked him if he wanted to go with him, and he said no."

Feng Jia paused, took a step back, and said in a low voice: "I thought he refused because you went out to pick you up when you came back, so you didn't go with him, and he didn't come back after the self-study in the evening, and the phone was turned off. I went out with Li Lefan and Lu Qinghe to look for him, but we couldn't find anyone."

Huo Xingzhou's heart was almost twisted together, his brows were frowned, his breathing was heavy and suppressed, he raised his finger and pointed at Feng Jia, "You..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be lost in school, I..." Feng Jia quickly apologized: "If I knew, I would definitely not leave him even one step. I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, just hit me."

Huo Xingzhou turned around and left without saying a word, full of anger.

Feng Jia came up to apologize. He felt guilty and didn't know what to say, so he could only explain to him instinctively. Huo Xingzhou stopped, glanced at him, held his breath and said, "It's not your fault, you don't need to apologize, go find him first. people."

Huo Xingzhou clenched his fists, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and said through gritted teeth: "He's afraid of the dark, and he can't hear, so hurry up and find him!"

Feng Jia yelled twice, and hurriedly ran away to find someone, secretly swearing in her heart that even if the No. [-] Middle School was turned over, she would still have to find him.

But No. [-] Middle School is so big, with so many classrooms, it's not easy to find someone.

If it's someone else, it's okay if he can hear the voice, maybe he can answer it with a call, but he can't hear it!

Huo Xingzhou frantically searched classrooms one by one. Chuchun's still thick clothes were all wet, he took them off casually, and walked through the teaching buildings in a thin knitted sweater.

Los line.