If the world had no daylight

In the world of orphanages, there is no rule of law.

The so-called good or bad depends entirely on the preferences of the dean's mother, and her preferences are the weather vane for the children.

For those who have not lived in an orphanage, it is difficult to imagine how "smart" a child can be.

It is their instinct to observe words and emotions, and their weakness is their protective color, but any child who knows how to use this advantage will not be without sugar.

It's a pity that Wei Zheng is the child who has no candy.

At this time, his name was still Luo Xiaoan.

His older sister, Luo Xiaoxuan, who was dependent on him, jumped off the school roof and fell into a pool of flesh and blood.

Then, the orphanage became his home.

It's not that Wei Zheng is not as smart as other children.

Instead, he actually understood how to fit into the place.

It's nothing more than to please the dean's mother, and then establish a good relationship with Xiaobawang's group, and then he can almost walk sideways in this small place.

But he is not happy.

The orphanage is not his home, he wants to go back to that shabby and dilapidated tube building, even if there is no one waiting for him there.

So he escaped.

After careful preparation for a long time, he chose a night when he couldn't see his fingers and escaped from the orphanage with his own things.

A naive child does not understand how big and dangerous the outside world is to him.

And how far is the former home from the present him.

In the end, as a matter of course, he became a little beggar on the street, fighting wild dogs for food under the overpass.

However, wandering is already lucky, at least he is still alive in this world.

Even luckier, a woman found him.

It was a very beautiful woman, even more beautiful than his sister.

She called out his name, took him to dinner, took a bath, bought new clothes, and said she would take him home.

The little boy gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun numbly, and when he heard this, he gave her a blank look.

Family?

He no longer has a home.

When a person dies, he is dead. A house without a sister is no longer a home.

During the wandering days, he gradually understood this matter.

The beautiful woman just touched his head and said with a smile: "You will have a home, I will find you one."

"At that time, there will be parents who love you, and you can still keep pets. Do you like kittens?"

He remembered the stray cats and dogs that beat him when he was rummaging through the trash can, and wrinkled his face.

And the words "Mom and Dad" were so unfamiliar to him that they couldn't arouse his attention.

The woman didn't lie to him.

She really found him a new home, and brought him back to the tube building where he used to live, but there were already other tenants living there, so he could only take a look from afar.

"From today onwards, you will change your name."

She squatted down, patted his new clothes, and arranged the collar meticulously.

"Wei Zheng, this is your new name."

She gave herself something to eat, so she can change it if she says so.

He nodded.

Later, when everyone knew "Wei Zheng" but not "Luo Xiaoan", he almost forgot this short-lived name.

Because the name has nothing to do with him.

His name is Wei Zheng. There are two parents on his household registration. He lives alone in China because his family has gone abroad. He has never left City S since he was born.

Not Luo Xiaoxuan's younger brother.

He is ignorant, he doesn't like to go to school, and he hangs around with dubious people on the street all day long, only fighting and causing trouble.

Anyone who was beaten by him had to call him "Brother Zheng" to show his status in the world.

He is romantic and affectionate, he had countless love debts at a young age, and even knew top students from prestigious schools.

Anyone who sees this young man will shake his head and sigh: "A young man who is willing to degenerate."

Even his little brothers think so.

"Why did you play with Wanwan?"

The woman's face is well maintained, and it's still the same as before, but there are too many things deposited between her eyebrows and eyes.

Sitting behind the computer desk, she was busy looking through files without raising her head to ask questions.

This is not a question, but he knows that for her, the family is a taboo, and no one can touch it.

"By mistake, I helped her beat up a drunk." In front of her, he never told lies because it was unnecessary.

Under the woman's beautiful appearance, there is a pair of eyes that can penetrate people's hearts.

This "business trip" kept her away from home for almost a month. Although she was exhausted, her eyes were still breathtakingly bright.

She nodded when she heard the words, and didn't say anything else, but handed over the file dug out from the old files.

"You will be an adult today, Wei Zheng."

"I promised you that I will tell you the truth when you grow up."

He looked at it for a long time before raising his hand to pick it up.

"This is Luo Xiaoxuan's dossier, if you're ready, just open it and read it."

This might be the most special coming-of-age ceremony in the world.

On his birthday, Wei Zheng found out the real reason of his sister's death.

He has waited for this day for too long, he has made sufficient preparations and imagined countless possibilities.

But the truth still brutally slaughtered him again.

Let him almost suffocate in pain.

"Is it necessary? Isn't it good for him to live like this now?" He heard the third uncle ask.

It took a long time for the woman's voice to sound: "Everyone has the right to choose their own life."

Whether to live in happiness confusedly, or to live in pain soberly.

It shouldn't be someone else's decision for you.

Wei Zheng chose the most difficult path.

Just like those who watched him grow up, their road was long and difficult, but they were unwilling to stop or retreat.

Soon, he saw the price.

On the day of the funeral, it rained.

Ye Chengze didn't show up from the beginning to the end, giving countless guesses to the outside world, but his marriage ended long ago, no one can blame him for his indifference.

"Ye Wan will hate you."

He squatted in the principal's office, smoking one cigarette after another, and the ash had already fallen all over the floor.

Ye Chengze stood by the window, looking at the rainy weather outside, and didn't answer.

Like Xing Yun, he is willing to give others the chance to choose whether to be confused or sober, but he dare not give it to their daughter.

"I just want her to be safe in this life."

Wei Zheng stubbed out the cigarette without a word.

But they all knew that Ye Wan was a frighteningly clever child.

You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it from her for a lifetime.

This is true.

It is no longer known who Zhang Laowu's videotape came from.

When Wei Zheng realized something was wrong, it was too late to stop Ye Wan from digging deeper.

He intuitively felt that there was a scourge hidden behind it, and what made his blood churn even more was that he smelled a familiar smell.

It was the same monstrous stench as Luo Xiaoxuan's bloody body.

This made his scalp tingle, and every cell in his body trembled, almost overwhelming all rationality.

Check it out!

Check it out!

Catch them!

Then--

"I'm going to put him in jail."

The teenage girl in the black hoodie couldn't hide her emotions, she was immature, and would be driven by a sense of justice in her heart to take risks.

Wei Zheng never underestimated her "innocence", he just couldn't empathize with her.

The word "justice" seems to be reflected in everyone in the group.

Only he himself can't appreciate it.

The young girl couldn't see into his buried deepest heart, and under his vague push, she was getting closer and closer to lifting that fig leaf.

His patience was burning like crazy.

A voice kept telling him: "Waiting for the moment, waiting for the moment, waiting for the best moment."

Finally one day, he received a call.

"Zhang Lao Wu is looking for you. He offered everyone a reward of 2 yuan. You won't be able to hide for long."

Wei Zheng laughed silently while listening to the phone.

He replied disdainfully: "So? What's the big deal, I ran away with my money, and he can chase him outside the province?"

The man laughed twice, and said softly: "I have a better way, I will give you 30 yuan after the matter is completed, it depends on whether you dare to do it."

The young man swallowed his saliva, and said after a long while, "A mere 30?"

"It's too little."

"Wait, why don't you talk about it first, I'll think about it."

The man seemed very satisfied with his reaction, and he explained the plan in a calm tone, but he didn't know that the person on the other end of the phone also smiled.

Later, some people also saw the young man's smile before he died.

Zhang Laowu didn't understand what happened at the moment when his consciousness collapsed.

He fell into a pool of blood and watched helplessly as the person he had stabbed not long ago suddenly stood up from the ground.

The young man looked unharmed, looked at him condescendingly, slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled at him.

Zhang Laowu opened his mouth, but he couldn't spit out a single syllable from his cut throat.

He opened his eyes wide, staring at this devil-like face in the night, and in the next second, he completely died.

The young man stood in the dark alley filled with the smell of blood and stench, slowly put on the gloves and shoe covers in his arms, turned around and walked back.

After a long time, he walked out of the alley, stood not far from the garbage dump, and looked at the pools of blood left by the two girls not long ago.

Someone put a white plastic bucket next to it. He unscrewed the lid and picked it up, starting to wash away the traces on the ground.

The pungent chemical smell was disgusting, but he didn't change his face, and cleaned it up carefully.

Then he took off all the clothes on his body and the thick sponge he had hidden, changed into a set of the same style of clothes next to him, and returned to the alley.

After he left, a figure quietly took away everything he left behind.

The people on the ground had already lost their body temperature. The young man took off his gloves and shoe covers, picked up the Swiss Army knife at the side, stuck it upside down in the mud pit, and then neatly aimed at the tip of the knife and fell down.

One point more fatal, one point less is not enough.

The wound was just fine.

He pulled out the knife on his chest, clutched his wound and stumbled away from the scene.

After dawn, sirens rang through the alley.

"Justice is always just, people are not."

The first time I heard her say this, Wei Zheng had just been released from prison.

He spent nine long years in a secluded prison, but he didn't suffer.

Is the judiciary just?He has no answer.

All he knew was that it was worth the stabbing.

These nine years are worth it.

The world should have the word "justice".

The murderer must pay the price.

Ye Wan's justice is the law she holds tightly in her hands.

It was beautiful, Wei Zheng never admired it, but he was not hesitant to sigh.

And he has his own justice.

This doesn't need anyone to know.