What about what I showed you? . . I saw the orange year and knew that Feng Ping was dead. . I showed the photos to Shu Han. . . then what

Chapter 31 What else can we believe (I)

Later, I forgot how long it took Shu Han to see the photos that didn't land.

She only remembered it for a long time before he asked, "Who gave it to you?"

"Dead people," Orange replied blankly.

Then they stood face to face, and no one cried, and no one had an unnecessary expression. They just stood like two fools, like broken clay sculptures, like wild ghosts who lost their souls in the middle of the night.

Later, Shu Han left, and his back was like a trapped beast when he went out.

No, this is not a trapped animal. It should be said that it is a young wolf who just watched the wolves who gave birth to him die in front of him.

They can't even talk to comfort each other. Just like a wound with a hole, both ends should be covered. Once you let go, you will spill blood on the spot within five steps, and you will never live again.

It was a long time before Orange realized that his guess was very close that night. It's really the kind of legal story I like to write in street literature. It was weird when I saw it, and then I felt ugly and bloody.

Han Shewen, the president of the High Court, who should have retired to the second line a few years later, accidentally met Mr. Ye and Mr. Cui, successful private entrepreneurs whom he "admired" for a long time. The two entrepreneurs tried their best to establish a quite friendly relationship with a high-ranking president Han. A few years ago, Han Shewen, who hated evil and thought highly of himself, was afraid that he would not give them a good face. He doesn't lack money or power, he doesn't lack anything, he just has no desire.

However, the opportunity for them to appear is very subtle, because Han Shewen suddenly realized from a piece of paper inside and various signs around him that he was old, or that he was about to get old. He doesn't want to have more fame and future, but he can't stand being old, because he is used to the majesty of his high position, great power and great ambition. When he is old and retired, there will be no respected people around him, and there will be no power to keep his promise. He will become a bad old man who complains while watering flowers on his balcony.

He is willing to give everything for his youth, even if it is only an illusion.

However, the most terrible thing is that he found himself dying in his wife who had been lying with him for 30 years.

Ye Bingwen and Cui Minxing have met many such people. He looked down on them, and with a little money, he thought he could go to heaven. When he appeared beside him, he looked like two pugs. However, at this time, two flattering pugs, like worms in their bellies, were pleasantly surprised, satisfying the fear of old age of Dean Han. He must catch something, or it will be too late. So he despised them, but enjoyed their flattery, which made him feel useful and powerful. He began to accept money, not only from these two people, but also from others. He doesn't even know what he is doing with so much money. His savings are enough for him to enjoy his old age. His wife, son and daughter have no worries all their lives. He just needs a feeling. He stood on the edge of power. If you don't have him, you lose him.

So naturally, Ye and Cui privately brought a woman who was clever and considerate. That is a dirty prostitute and a woman in her prime. Han Shewen, who lived a lofty life, let prostitutes wear simple clothes and tie girls' favorite braids when they were young. When he lies on a prostitute, he can do whatever he wants without restraint. Even if he doesn't succeed in doing something every time, he can feel that the young prostitute gave in under him. He finally felt that he had conquered his long-lost youth again, which his wife Sun Jinling or any elegant woman he knew could not give. He knew it was shameless and dangerous, but he was addicted.

It's just that no matter how clever he is, he can't see that this prostitute and his little driver turned out to be a couple. This young man named Xie is kind and hardworking before and after running, but he is behind. Xie and prostitutes teamed up in the room to take a long-planned ugly picture of Han Shewen with a camera. They don't intend to blackmail Han Shewen directly, not only because they dare not, but also because they have better channels. In this story, Mr. Cui and Mr. Ye are willing to pay a high price for these images and photos. These images and photos may be of great use, and the money is enough for the young couple to fly away and enjoy a good life.

All evil breeds and sprouts quietly behind the scenes, growing black tentacles. Unexpectedly, Feng Ping learned that the Year of Orange was deadlocked before he left, so he made up his mind to help the Year of Orange. So, she thought, anyway, after the photo was taken, she had long been disgusted with that abnormal old fat sheep. As long as she sends an orange year by the way, she can make the old guy bow down and let the old guy never get in the way again.

She secretly sent photos, and the front foot of the email was taken away. Xie found some photos missing, and he wanted to sell them at a good price. He didn't wait so long to make a lot of money. Once the photo spread, Han Shewen fell down, and he was not a fool. How can they still pay? All his great plans were destroyed by Feng Ping, a stupid woman, so they quarreled and fought in her rental house. He asked who she gave the photo to and asked her to take it back, but she refused. Feng Ping's splashing water was enough for him, and Xie turned red with anger. When he calmed down, he had stabbed three blood holes in his favorite prostitute. ...

This is a story that makes people want to cry, but this story involves almost everyone around the Year of Orange.

Shu Han smashed almost everything that could be smashed in his parents' house. Mother was heartbroken, and the man who had called his father and respected him all his life bowed his head and was silent. Pointing at his father's nose, he roared in the ruins: "Who told me to believe in justice in this world? Who told me to be clean when I was alive? It is you! But what else can you believe? I lived to be thirty years old and chased you for half my life. As a result, you are a shameless old bastard! "

He was soon slapped in the face, and his mouth was bleeding, but it didn't hurt at all. The man who hit him was his mother Sun Jinling.

"You want me to die?" Sun Jinling said to her most precious son, "Xiao Er, I beg you to destroy this photo."

She hates her husband, but she also hates her son who tore off the fig leaf in despair.

When Shu Han's mother went bankrupt, she left home crying. He is an unfilial son, and his world collapsed, but he also collapsed his mother's world. But he had no choice. He can't swallow it. He went crazy at the thought of his pious father in the photo for half his life.

On the same night, Shu Han received an international call from her sister Han Lin in her temporary hotel.

Han Lin must already know.

"Are you trying to persuade me to destroy those photos, sister?" Shu Han sat on the floor, leaned against the bed and asked her sister drunkenly.

Han Lin's voice sounded distant and vague: "Shu Han, what would you do?"

Shu Han asked, "What if it was you?"

Han Lin used to be high flyers of China's top law school, and Han Shewen was proud of her daughter, but she left them behind and went to a distant foreign country. At the moment, she is silent in front of her brother's question.

After dawn, Shu Han personally submitted those photos to the superior discipline inspection and supervision department. He did so without hesitation, and then he returned to the courtyard of the Year of Orange, unloaded the face of justice, knelt in front of the Year of Orange and cried.

"What else can I believe? I have nothing, nothing. "

His family, his parents, his faith and his pride were completely destroyed, leaving only this quiet woman around, but she didn't belong to him either.

Feng Ping's body was collected by the Year of Orange, and she buried her friend in the simplest way. The police didn't find anything suspicious at the first scene where Xie was killed, including photos. Maybe I got here first. In everyone's eyes, this is just an accidental bloody case between men and women living at the bottom.

Standing in front of Feng Ping's tombstone, Orange Year seems to see that smiling face.

She said, "Just let me help you once, Orange Year, and I will help you this time."

Just this once, she kept her promise and gave her life.

What else can we believe (Part II)

Later, Orange Year found an only child and dependent parents in the city. Xie and his wife seem to get old overnight. They cried without tears. They will only curse the bitch who killed her son for life like two crazy people.

They didn't expect the orange annual meeting to visit at this time.

Orange said that she wanted to visit Nianguan with them.

This proposal gave the old couple a reason to stick to it. They got some money with what little money they had, and finally the three of them could meet each other in the following year.

Wang Nian's beard is messy, which makes his childishness seem to fade, but there are some vicissitudes. He seems to have grown up, so he has grown up.

Xie turned a deaf ear to the tears and exhortations of his elderly parents. From the moment the Year of Orange came into his sight, he always looked at the strange sister with trembling eyes.

Through the iron fence, Orange Year tried to touch Wang Nian's hair with his hand. Wang Nian bowed his head and wept: "Sister, I didn't mean to."

Orange said softly, "I know, I know ..."

Then she suddenly tightened Xie's short hair and took out a knife hidden there before going out from her pocket.

She leaned her head in the past, just like Xie Tong.

She has seen too many things, she is too kind and obedient, and she always thinks, forget it, that's all. But even she has reached the limit. Why should her life be so rough? She refused such a fate.

Her first knife fell on Xie's blocked arm, and blood splashed on her face. Feng Ping, the most stupid Feng Ping, shed more and more blood that day. Before the second knife could fall, Orange Year was stopped by two policemen guarding it. When she was dragged away, she got what she wanted and saw Xie and his wife's stunned faces.

Orange Year cursed them calmly: "Your daughter is a robber and your son is a murderer. You should all ... "

Xie's cry echoed through everyone's ears with the pain in his arm. "I don't want to kill her, I really like her ..."

Orange thought she was going to jail again. For her, life inside may be no different from that outside. Without Feng Ping, no one would let her work overtime in prison. As a result, she didn't stay long before Shu Han led her out.

They walked out of the gate of the detention center together. The rainy weather has just passed, and the sun is dazzling.

Han Shu smiled again. "I can't save you next time I'm in trouble."

Shu Han's hunch was right. After the photo was submitted, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. He can't go back to the west yard. I heard that Khufu and others are closing the case. He almost forgot how smart he is, and Dean Han is still Dean Han.

On the 13th day of the first month, Lin Jing, a colleague and friend of Shu Han, invited him out for a drink. They used to mix together, but since Lin Jing had a wife and son, he had little time to accompany such a lonely man.

When drinking, Lin Jing only drank a glass of red wine, while Shu Han drank colorful and casual.

Drink about, Lin Jing advised shu han. "All right, that's enough."

I think he said drinking, not drinking.

Shu Han, half awake and half drunk, lay on the bar and looked up at Lin Jing.

"Family, why? He retired a few years later. He is your father after all. "

"He is also a greedy and shameless person."

Lin smiled. "There are too many greedy people in this world, Shu Han. We can only do what we can. "

I see, even Lin hinted that he couldn't cope with the old man who crossed the bridge more than walked. In fact, he knows that he wants to get stuck in traffic.

"Do you believe it? The old man taught me since I was a child, and I always remember it. He said something he had to stick to so that he wouldn't be wronged in his life. I thought about it for more than ten years before I felt that his sentence was particularly reasonable. "

Lin Jing smiled and shook his head, "but what if such insistence is meaningless? I prefer certain things. "

Lin Jing is always more harmonious than him, which may be the reason why Lin Jing is only a few years older than him, but his career is promising.

Like taking pictures. Before the status of the old man is shaken, this must be a buried secret. Lin Jing is only a chief procurator of the city procuratorate now, and he actually knows it. His advice to Shu Han was easy, just as he kindly gave advice to a friend who was angry with his family, but Shu Han couldn't guess who he represented for such a cautious person.

Shu Han bit his lower lip for a while and finally bowed his head. He patted his drink and staggered out with his coat.

The next day, Shu Han formally offered to resign from public office.

It's over before it starts.

After reporting for duty, Han Shu looked at the solemn national emblem and the high gray doorpost at the end of the high steps for the first time. Then he remembered Jolin Tsai, a godmother who might spend the rest of her life in her sickbed, and often mentioned the goddess of justice-blindfolded, wearing a white robe, holding a sword in one hand and a balance in the other, symbolizing moral innocence, integrity and rationality, fairness in measurement and cutting, and a snake wrapped around a stick. Snakes and dogs represent hatred and feelings respectively, and real justice must abandon these two things. However, it is easier said than done.

He insisted on leaving, and the boss didn't insist on staying. It's just a procedural matter. Although my colleagues don't understand, I'm afraid they all say, where can I eat with a constantly chauffeured like him? Only Shu Han knows that his lightness is meaningless. What he once believed in has collapsed, and it is unknown whether he can understand each other with the old man in this life. Most importantly, he also firmly believes that his crazy and perverse behavior can only happen once. After all, this is something he likes since he was a child. Even though he has lost respect, he no longer has the courage to repeat such' justice'.

There's something wrong with the headlight, and it's still being repaired in 4S's shop. This is the only big item that Shu Han bought with his own money. Dopted mother sponsored some, which has been returned. He won't take anything. Shu Han simply walked to the place where he lived in the Year of Orange. It's a long time, but it's just to let him think about things slowly. By the time I saw Uncle Cai's shop, it was already dark. He looked at his watch and walked for nearly two hours. In such a remote corner of the city, it is far from being brightly lit. The scattered lights are crumbling in the dark, which is even more warm and precious. You can hear a few barks from time to time.

Shu Han has made up his mind. If Chen Nian asks "What are you doing here" again, he should be as miserable as he is. He wants to tell Chen Nian that he has lost his job and nothing. This is also a fact.

Shu Han has always been depressed about this, which is not good. Shu Han hopes that Orange Year will have a little pity on him, but she doesn't want Orange Year to have too much pity on him. Then he can act like he doesn't care, which means it's nothing. It is also a piece of cake for someone like me who has met Maslow's five major needs several times from the inside out and from top to bottom.

Wait, he thought a lot. He felt that he had never been so full in his life. However, when the hut in the Year of Orange was in front of him, a pot of cold water was poured on his head-through the iron gate, it was obviously dark inside. Shu Han was disappointed because he was not at home.

This week should be a day shift. Did she go to the hospital to see Fei Ming? Shu Han, who was still awake after the operation, also heard about it. In the process of hesitating whether to call her or go directly to the hospital, he suddenly had an idea and took action at once.

He shook the locked iron gate, took off his coat and climbed up with an iron bar, without considering what was wrong with being a well-dressed villain, let alone whether neighbors or passers-by would mistake him for a thief or a thief. Since it's crazy, why not be thorough? Even if I wait, I will wait for her to come back in her yard.

Fortunately, Shu Han didn't neglect his exercise, and his skills were still very flexible. The height of the iron gate did not cause him much obstacle. He was more worried that the iron gate could not bear his weight and fell to the ground, and he would bother him when he came back in Orange Year.

When he landed in the yard smoothly, everything was fine except the light-colored thin sweater and rust on his hands. It landed lightly and didn't disturb anyone. Because the moon came out, the courtyard without lights didn't look so dark, and the loquat tree covered with leaves was quiet in the moonlight. Shu Han was surprised to find that the bamboo chair that Orange put under the porch years ago didn't move in in time. God helps me too. He often lies on the porch, looking at the clouds dizzy by the moon and imagining that she used to sit alone under the porch.

What will her eyes see?

What is she thinking?

Then he closed his eyes as if he could feel her anger.

Just when he fell into the perfect harmonious atmosphere he created, something magical happened. Shu Han suddenly heard a creak and his back to his wooden door was opened. He never expected that there was someone in the room, and he was startled at once.

Obviously, he is not the only one who is afraid. Two shadows coming out of the door froze there because of the movement on the bamboo chair.

He stood up from the bamboo chair with his hands propped up, secretly calling it bad.

Shu Han must be in shock, pointing to the first sentence Tang Ye said to the Year of Orange, "How could he be here? Who let him out?"

There was a rare panic on the face of Orange Year. She took a step back to protect Tang Ye. Yes, she protected her. Shu Han secretly bit his teeth, and at the same time, it is certain that Tang Ye will never be properly released. Instead, he found that at this point of "justice", he still cared about a little murderer, that is, they didn't even turn on the light, what were they doing in it in the dark?

Orange knows Shu Han, so she is the first to react. Before Shu Han could do it, she gave Tang Ye a push. "Go!"

Tang Ye is absconding with simple luggage.

"No, he can't leave!" When Shu Han moved, he was about to stop him. The orange year held him back. "Please, Shu Han!"

This is not the first time she has begged him. Last time, they will never forget. The 52 1 steps under the pomegranate tree destroyed something. She pulled his hand twice, and her eyes were so sad, but not for him.

However, it suddenly occurred to me that Han Shu was not the only person who reappeared yesterday. The year of orange, the cold war. Why does the same play have to be staged again and again? Once Wu Yu, now Tang Ye, they all want to leave her in a hurry in this situation, although they all choose to take risks and insist on saying goodbye to her before leaving.

She bid farewell one after another, as if she had been attending one banquet after another for half her life.

Orange only knows that the ending of the young monk can't be repeated. She may not be a good person who knows good from evil, but she has a set of rules in her heart.

She hugged Shu Han, who was eager to move, and shouted at Tang Ye, who was stupefied: "Go, won't you go?" ? ! "

Tang Ye hesitated, and took a look at the year of orange and the bewildered Shu Han.

"Go at once!"

Again, she is more sober than he is. The farewell words have been said, and it is too late to leave.

He walked backwards to the door and I took a few steps.

Shu Han blushed and said angrily to Orange Year, "You know he is guilty!"

Orange year looked up at Shu Han. "You also know that what he left behind is definitely not just what he deserves!"

Yes, he knows. There is no justice in Tang Ye's departure, but is there justice in his staying?

Tang Ye has reached the gate of the courtyard, but he stopped and rushed back to them at a speed that the other two people didn't expect, pushing away Shu Han who was completely unprepared under the shackles of the Year of Orange. Shu Han stumbled and sat down on the bamboo chair, and Tang Ye caught the hand that Orange Year suddenly broke free.

"Come with me!"

His hands are cold, but he has fanatical power.

The young monk who longed for that day said this in the Year of Orange. If he had said that, she would have followed him everywhere. But Wu Yu didn't. He just said goodbye because there was a hand waiting for him not far away. Xiao Qiushui and Tang Fang are a dream after all.

But Tang Ye turned around. He took her by the hand and said, Come with me!

"joke!" Shu Han's shock immediately turned into anger.

"Do you have the face to take her away? What can you give her? " He looks like he's going to pounce on Tang Ye and fight for it.

"I can at least treat her better than you."

"You fucking fart!" Shu Han was outspoken, but he soon realized that he didn't know how to refute anything else. What did he give Orange Year? Humiliation, compulsion, and the pain of memory. What's more, he is not much different from Tang Ye now. A lost dog has nothing.

He even saw that sleepwalking in Orange Year was generally dragged back by Tang Ye, and she didn't break Tang Ye's hand.

Shu Han stopped chasing him. He sneered, "Believe it or not, even if he leaves this door, he can't go anywhere as long as he calls!"

Orange Year actually replied: "Really, Shu Han?"

Han Shu approached step by step, and Tang Ye dragged her, but there was no way to get rid of him, but she refused to leave alone.

When he finally approached, Tang Ye just held out his hand warily in front of the Year of Orange.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Shu Han pushed Tang Ye's hand away. "I'll tell you again, this is between me and her."

The year of orange is near at hand, and she no longer flinches.

"You want me to let you go?"

"Will you?"

Shu Han suddenly smiled mysteriously. "That depends on what you can give me? Do you know what I want? "

Orange's face turned from red to white, and she could understand Shu Han's hint that he was so close that she seemed to hear his rapid heartbeat, just like that night.

She held down Tang Ye, who was so angry that she threw caution to the wind.

"Then will you let us go?"

"The medicine turns into a blue sea, but it is difficult to rush". Does the sign of fate indicate the present? She met him at every turning point.

"yes."

Shu Han took Orange's two arms respectively and slowly dragged her out of Tang Ye's side.

Tang Ye tightened the hand that had been holding the Year of Orange, but it was broken by the Year of Orange, and her palm seemed to lose its temperature.

She was dragged into the house by Shu Han, and Tang Ye's face was finally isolated. Shu Han leaned over and approached the Year of Orange, and the Year of Orange closed his eyes. Then she felt a trembling and warm touch on her lips.

She looked at Shu Han blankly.

Shu Han smiled like a child.

He said, "I have never kissed you."

He had the closest contact with him in the world, physically intertwined and breathing. However, he never kissed her on the mouth.

"I scare you, in fact, I have left my job, and now I am nothing. These things have nothing to do with me, but I don't want him to know that I am unlucky. You can go wherever you want. "

Han said, and reopened the door for her, meeting Tang Ye who was going to break into the house.

"Let's go, I'll let you go. But I don't know if anyone will let you go.

He was lying on his back in a bamboo chair and seemingly closed his eyes leisurely, as if nothing had happened from the beginning.

Orange Year's hand returned to Tang Ye's palm, and she skillfully felt his determination to take her away.

Go with him. What are you waiting for? She has nothing, her little world is in her heart. Besides, what is there to miss?

The future is just like a visit, and it exists for a moment. Looking back at this small courtyard full of past events, Orange Year wants to seize her memories, just like Stephen Chow's "Shoot the Tiger Tonight" in the movie grabbed the hand of spring just before her visit. But what can't be taken away, after all, can't be taken away, and her memory is beautiful in an instant.

She finally headed for the unknown future under the traction of Tang Ye.

Listening to the footsteps fading away, Shu Han still didn't open his eyes, and the wind brushed his face. This is his favorite weather. It's like a breeze blowing gently one day. After graduating from grade three, he made an appointment with Chen Jiejie to play ball together. They were riding bicycles and were knocked down by a pair of reckless colleagues. He stood up and watched the young orange year run past him holding the hand of the white boy. Then she turned around and gave the brightest smile. She watched them disappear from sight and patted the dust off her trouser legs.

About their story, Shu Han imagined countless endings, but now he finds that it may be best to stop here. Everything is too late to start, everything will not start, of course, there will be no helplessness and tears in the end, and no one has broken his heart.

That's good. Shu Han saw from the mirror in her heart that she was as at a loss as when she woke up every morning. He said to the mirror, I'm fine. I'll be fine.

With these words, he began to shed tears in vain, and he thought, let it be congratulated.

Thought he was dead.

Orange Year followed Tang Ye into a strange car that had been waiting for a long time in the dark, galloped all the way through the city, and finally stopped at a lonely port.

It was dark all around, only a dark boat docked on the shore with a fishing lamp on. Then, Orange Year saw that there was only one woman on the shore except them and the driver who didn't get off the bus.

The woman who always turned her back on them stayed for a while. He didn't speak, but in that moment, Orange Year could feel the coolness in his heart from his fingertips and eyebrows.

The woman who always turned her back on them turned around and looked at Tang Ye and the Year of the Orange he had been holding. She is about the age of Orange Year, and her long hair is tied in a bun at random at the back of her head. The existence of the Year of Orange was obviously unexpected to her, but she just picked her eyebrows. She can easily give people a feeling that no matter how ever-changing, she can't lose her foothold.

"So there you are, Tang Ye." It sounds like an old friend who has been waiting for a long time under the moon.