After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

Collapsed limestone and bricks rustled down, and flames burst out from the corridor.

Nie Jiayan rushed up while dodging the falling bricks, and was almost hurt by the fire-tongue tian pushed out by the air current.

Before he could stand still and continue to climb up, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and strangled his waist.

Lin Yixing's head was messily wrapped with blood-stained gauze.

After dragging Nie Jiayan out of the scorching fire, he rolled down the stairs with him in his arms.

The crumbling unfinished building made another loud "bang".

Pillars snapped and the heat surged.

Pieces of cracked unfinished buildings eventually collapsed into ruins.

Nie Jiayan raised his head from Lin Yixing's arms, the tip of his nose and the side of his face were covered with black ash, looking extremely embarrassed.

His vision was blurred and distorted, his eyeballs were painful and red from the flames, like a frightened puppy, trembling all over.

Lin Yixing stretched out his arms to wrap Nie Jiayan in his arms, and kept stroking his neck and back with both hands, telling him not to be afraid.

Shen Yunnian came with bodyguards.

After searching for a while, several bodyguards hurriedly dragged out two burned bodies beyond recognition from the ruins.

Nie Jiayan's body stopped shaking when he saw that one of the corpses had a plaster cast on his leg.

The extremely tense nerve in his brain was finally broken.

He supported Lin Yixing's knees and wanted to stand up, but in the end he fell limply to the ground due to exhaustion.

The sound of pattering rain was like a heavy boulder, smashing Nie Jiayan's memory away again and again.

He was not yet four years old when he met Zhong Shaoting for the first time.

Nie Yi always leaves early and returns late.

When he is not at home, he spends a little money and asks the aunt next door to visit him every two hours.

The rented house they live in is less than [-] square meters.

There is a single bed and a child's bed in the bedroom, so there is no place to move around.

But Nie Yi deliberately turned the kitchen into a toy room.

It is full of cars and painting tools, and there are many story books with bright illustrations.

Nie Yi is competent in some places.

He will buy him the most expensive clothes and toys, and he will be taken to the hospital immediately when he is sick.

But some places are very indifferent and don't know how to play with him, and there is not much love in his eyes.

One day Nie Jiayan was reading a storybook in his room, and Nie Yi came back at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Behind him was a handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes.

Nie Jiayan's first impression of Zhong Shaoting was that he was tall and serious.

So when he heard the movement, he only dared to stand by the door and poke out half of his eyes quietly.

Nie Yi's attitude towards this man was very strange, with a kind of arrogant arrogance.

"What do you want to say this time?"

Nie Yi put the bag on the coffee table, crossed her two long slender legs, and asked in a very impatient tone.

Zhong Shaoting looked around the small house that didn't even have much furniture, and said without emotion: "I want to take the child back."

"Take it back?"

Seemingly thinking that this request was too ridiculous, Nie Yi took out a lady's cigarette from her bag, lit it and said, "I was born in October, so why don't you just take it back if you want to?"

"What do you think of my mother's belly?"

After thinking for a while, Nie Yi said: "3000 million, if you give me 3000 million, I will give you my son."

Zhong Shaoting suddenly turned his face to the side, his eyes were obviously scrutinizing, and he glanced at Nie Jiayan who was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.

Nie Jiayan's head shrank from his gaze, leaving only a bunch of stunned little hair sticking out.

After a while, Zhong Shaoting's cold voice came again, "He's not worth 3000 million."

"It's not up to you whether it's worth it or not."

After crushing the cigarette he had smoked twice into the ashtray, Nie Yi got up and chased away people, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, if you want someone, just give me 3000 million."

"I only give you two days to think about it. After two days, it won't be the price."

Later, Zhong Shaoting never appeared again.

Nie Jiayan seemed to wake up from an old dream that had been sleeping for a long time.

Looking up at the drip bag hanging on the bed, his brain restarted slowly many times before he remembered.

An explosion occurred in the unfinished building, and Zhong Shaoting was already dead.

The nurse pushed the trolley in to see the medicine, and when he saw that he was awake, she asked in a low voice, "Mr. Nie, how are you feeling now?"

"is acceptable."

Nie Jiayan sat up on the mattress and found that his calf bones were wrapped in gauze, and his clothes were changed into hospital clothes.

"I......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the nurse said, "Mr. Lin has just returned to the ward. He has been here with you all day and night."

Nie Jiayan didn't say anything, looked at the nurse's face and pondered for a moment, then asked her, "Did we meet somewhere?"

The nurse was startled, then smiled, "You have a really good memory."

"I pushed your father to go for an examination before, and I met you once at the door of the ward."

No wonder.

"By the way," the nurse asked, "Is your father okay? He left before he was discharged from the hospital. Our side..."

"he died."

"...Ah?" The nurse opened her mouth, a little at a loss, "Yes, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay," Nie Jiayan comforted her in turn, "Those who don't know are innocent."

The nurse looked at him with a strange expression and was silent for a while, as if remembering something, she suddenly said, "By the way, something was left in my place the day your father left the hospital."

"He was going to do CT that day, so he gave the MP3 to me for safekeeping."

"Now......"

Nie Jiayan watched her take out the MP3 with the white headphone cable plugged in from her pocket, hesitated for a while, and then reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

Probably because he thought the atmosphere was too weird, the nurse pulled out the needle for him, and immediately left with the cart.

Nie Jiayan's calf bone was only slightly injured, and he was still able to walk.

Walking out of the ward with the MP3, the sky outside was gloomy, as if it had just rained, and the grass and steps were wet.

The cold wind blew across his neck, bringing up tiny goosebumps.

Nie Jiayan found a stool out of the wind and sat down, put on his earphones, and turned on his MP3.

There are three recordings displayed on the screen, each of which is more than a minute long.

Nie Jiayan clicked on the first paragraph in order.

After the rustling of electricity in the first few seconds, a clear voice of dialogue slowly came out of the earphones.

"What are you doing?" Lin Shenjin asked.

"Try the new MP3."

"Stop playing, let me show you something."

"Dynamite? What do you want?"

"Lin Yixing made me sit in prison for more than two years, but I just broke his leg. I am not reconciled."

"The police are not so easy to fool. If someone dies..."

"Who told you that I have to do it myself, isn't there a ready-made scapegoat?"

"You mean... good words?"

"What? Can't bear to part with your precious son?"

"......No."

......

Nie Jiayan clicked on the second paragraph, and there was only Lin Shenjin's voice in it.

Zhong Shaoting recorded Lin Shenjin's plan to kill someone with a knife.

Lin Shenjin was going to take him to the unfinished building by talking about the matter as a reason.

Then let him call Lin Yixing and ask Lin Yixing to attend the appointment alone.

Once the transfer agreement is signed, Lin Shenjin will activate the bomb.

When the time comes, he and Lin Yixing will be buried in the flames together.

When he died, Zhong Shaoting, as the first order person, had the right to inherit the property under his name according to the law.

The police would also regard the explosion as a conflict between him and Lin Yixing, and would not suspect anyone else.

The plan was perfect, but unfortunately something went wrong.

Lin Yixing went to the villa to look for Lin Shenjin before he could do anything.

After that, everything went according to Zhong Shaoting's plan.

Lin Yixing slept very restlessly. After lying down for 10 minutes, he couldn't help getting up and wanting to see Nie Jiayan.

The door of the ward was left open, the quilt was folded indiscriminately, and Nie Jiayan was not in the toilet or in the corridor.

A huge panic surged into my heart in an instant.

Lin Yixing anxiously walked along the path in front of the ward for a while, only to see Nie Jiayan sitting behind the flower bed listening to MP3.

"Nie Nie..."

He ran over with shortness of breath, stretched his arms involuntarily and hugged him into his arms.

The MP3 headphone cable slipped out of the contact hole after being manipulated by him.

The last sentence of the third recording was forced to be played out.

Zhong Shaoting said: "When I die, bury me and Lin Shenjin together,"

"He is also an evil ghost when he dies. If no one is buried with him, he will be unhappy."

At the end of the playback, the last bit of sound left by Zhong Shaoting also disappeared.

Nie Jiayan's eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Yixing with eyes blurred by tears.

"The key and address were given to me on his own initiative."

"He said he would take Lin Shenjin away and let me cooperate with him."

"...Zhong Shaoting lied to me."

As if feeling very uncomfortable, Nie Jiayan's nose and the end of his eyes turned red, "Lin Yixing, I don't have a father anymore."

Lin Yixing's heart was almost in a ball, and he held his fragile neck and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, Nie Nie, you still have me."

"I will always love you and never leave you again."

"I'll give you everything you lack and want, don't be sad, okay?"

Nie Jiayan's forehead was pressed against his chin, and tears silently flowed down the gap between the two onto the grass.

A muffled thunder billowed from the sky, and the dark sky seemed about to collapse.

Lin Yixing rubbed Nie Jiayan's blushing face with his fingertips, "It's going to rain, shall I carry you back?"

Nie Jiayan sniffed and asked him hoarsely, "Is Zhong Shaoting's body still there?"

"I'm gone," Lin Yixing said softly, "Because the burns were serious, so the police confirmed my identity and sent me to be cremated."

"But the ashes haven't been buried yet, I want to wait until you wake up to make a decision."

Nie Jiayan didn't say anything, just wiped away tears, picked up the MP3 on the ground and handed it to him: "There are two recordings in this MP3."

"Take it to the police. I hope the case will end as soon as possible. I want Zhong Shaoting to be buried early."

"it is good."

Two days later, the date of Zhong Shaoting's burial was fixed.

It rained for two days in a row, but today was a rare sunny day.

Nie Jiayan had the gauze removed from his calf, and sat on a bench in the garden flipping through the photos on his phone to pick out photos for Zhong Shaoting.

This mobile phone was found by Shen Yunnian in Zhong Shaoting's villa, and there are not many photos of life in it.

Mostly legal documents, or some business imperatives.

The only photo of Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin together is their college graduation photo.

In the photo, Lin Shenjin hugged Zhong Shaoting and smiled vigorously facing the camera.

On the other hand, Zhong Shaoting's eyes were slightly curved, and there was a little indulgence and love in his eyes.

While watching, a loud noise suddenly came from the side.

"This is my life-saving money, what are you going to do?"

"You left all the money to me after you died. I'm just borrowing it now. What does it matter?"

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