Chapter 111: We have a clue.

"Every Night in my dreams I see you, I feel you, that is how I know you--"

Just as their lips were about to touch, He Yu's cell phone rang.

Celine Dion's clear, crisp singing voice suddenly brings He Yu back from his desire, the ambiguous magic is broken, and he immediately remembers all the things that have happened before.

He sat up suddenly, his chest burned and rose and fell, but his eyes moved away from Xie Qingcheng's handsome face.

"Ahem ...... I'll take a call."

Xie Qingcheng also sat up in a sorry state.

His frontal hair was disheveled, and there was a chill between his eyes. He Yu was not the only one who was awakened by the ringing of the bell, and Xie Qingcheng, who had just been looked at by He Yu in that way, was even a little bit unable to return to his senses.

It wasn't that he was soft, but he felt that He Yu's state was wrong, and Xie Qingcheng even had an illusion when he was gazing at him like that.

He felt as if the boy would lose his life if he said another no at this point.

But he then thought he was really overthinking it.

This almost fledgling look, this look that he alone in the world could rely on, was only given to him by Xie Xue a long, long time ago.

What kind of person is He Yu? He can have all the wind and all the rain. He's not like Xie Xue. He's not like Xie Xue. He's such a capable kid, who can't live without him?

How did he himself almost misunderstand ...... almost compelled by this man again ...... fuck.

Xie Qingcheng, annoyed, began to feel for cigarettes again, and after half a day of feeling, but did not feel, and then remembered that the last cigarette has just been smoked out.

"...... Uh, yeah, I got it."

He Yu is still on the phone, answering every now and then.

Xie Qingcheng is going to get out of the car, he felt that tonight is really fucking ridiculous, fortunately came to this phone call, if he and He Yu have a car sex today, then his life face is considered to be disgraced. And this kind of behavior is totally irresponsible to He Yu and to himself.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and was about to leave.

But He Yu suddenly pressed him, shaking his head and signaling him to stay still while frowning and listening to the phone gravely.

He Yu's voice was still husky with lust, but his tone was so calm and collected that outsiders couldn't even imagine that he had just been in the car, ready to undress his ex-psychiatrist, ready to push someone in the backseat for a heated kiss, and ready to go to bed with someone who could be his uncle. So much for the so-called clotheshorse.

"Okay, no problem, wait for me to get over there in a bit."

After hanging up the call, He Yu turned his head and said to Xie Qingcheng, "Why don't you and I go to the Baoshan Sanatorium together, there's someone who wants to meet us."

Xie Qingcheng: "Who?"

"I don't know if you still remember." He Yu said, "It's that old man named Zhuang Zhiqiang that you met earlier when you were on a blind date with that little girl surnamed Bai."

The Baoshan Sanatorium is the property of the He family.

However, He Jiwei has handed over all this to He Yu, who is in charge of all operations. After the Cheng Kang Psychiatric Hospital incident, Zhuang Zhiqiang, a homeless and mentally ill man, was placed in this nursing home by He Yu for care and attention.

Time has passed so long, just now the head nurse of the sanatorium called, said Zhuang Zhiqiang can not be, it is estimated that the matter of these two days.

But the old man was sober at the end of his life, returning to his senses, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

He remembered how he was rescued here and said he wanted to meet the young men.

When He Yu and Xie Qingcheng drove to Baoshan Sanatorium, Zhuang Zhiqiang was lying on a raised nursing bed, his eyes half-squinted, seemingly awake.

"Master, our Dean He and Mr. Xie are here." The nurse gently woke up Zhuang Zhiqiang.

The old man awoke languidly from his shallow sleep, his eyes focusing on the two men.

"Ah, it's you guys." Zhuang Zhiqiang's chest cavity was like an old radiator, laboriously running, radiating outward the last vestiges of the living, "It's you guys. ......"

He struggles to sit up from the bed but is stopped by He Yu.

"Just lie down, old man."

The old man's lips trembled, and every breath was heavy; he seemed to have very many words to say to them, but before they were uttered, hot tears filled his eyes, and then they slipped down weepingly.

"I ...... I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"No." He Yu said, "We happened to have something out there, and we haven't slept yet."

Zhuang Zhiqiang seemed to be slightly more at ease, he wiped his tears and clutched He Yu's hand tightly, "...... Alas ...... I know I'm dying, I... ...I invited you guys over, really ...... really want to say thank you."

"I came to Huzhou several times, wandering outside for so many years, thinking of their own life did not do anything wrong, but do not know why, dying old, living so difficult ...... I this heart is really bitter ...... "The old man said here, and could not help but heavy breathing, raised his hand and wiped the tears," really bitter. If not meet you these good people, I may ...... may even a final resting place is not la, may die in the roadside, gazebo ...... after some days, the body can be found."

Zhuang Zhiqiang became more and more sad and emotional.

It looked as if he simply wanted to crawl out of bed and kowtow twice to the person who had finally taken him in.

He Yu immediately held him down and helped him lie down again, as did Xie Qingcheng.

Zhuang Zhiqiang's mind was much clearer than before, which meant that his life was indeed coming to an end. The old man has had a rough life, and has only encountered rare kindness on his last journey, and his simplicity makes him want to say thank you to them in person before he passes away, as if by doing so, he can be clear of the world, and then pass away with peace of mind.

Xie Qingcheng and He Yu stayed with him for a while, and the old man calmed down, then asked, "Where is that ...... little girl?"

He's talking about Xie Xue.

Xie Xue is now in another private hospital receiving blocking treatment for a rare disease.

Xie Qingcheng said, "She has some business at work and is not in Huzhou. But you can tell me anything you want to say to her and I will convey it to her."

"Alas ...... don't dare to trouble again." Zhuang Zhiqiang coughed and slowly shook his head, "Really do not dare to trouble again."

His cloudy eyes looked at the ceiling, "I just want to ask you ...... you to see her in the future and say thank you to her ...... for this little girl... ...Her, what's her name?"

"Her name is Xie Xue."

"Xie Xue ah ......" The old man's eyes, which had been covered in layers of mist, seemed to be permeated with a beam of light, the Tyndall effect appearing in the eyes of a dying elder, "Oh... . in her name, it turns out there is also a snow ...... This is really ...... This is really ......"

When He Yu heard this, his heart suddenly stirred.

He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang: "Master, when we met you that day, you said that you had a daughter, and that you came to Huzhou to look for her. But at that time, the people from the aid station told us that they had gone to investigate and that there was no such daughter in your old home, and at that time we thought that perhaps you were hallucinating ......"

"What? It's not a hallucination!" The old man's emotions flared up, "She, how could she be an illusion? Her name is Zhao Xue, of course you can't check her ...... because ...... because she's not my real daughter ...... she's my adopted daughter ah-! -!"

Next, Zhuang Zhiqiang lay down on the hospital bed and told them about the unknown past.

Zhuang Zhiqiang lives in a place of great poverty, not only economic but also spiritual. Because the emperor is far away, this land, which is difficult to grow crops, breeds all kinds of absurdity.

Such foolish things as selling children, child brides, early marriages and early childbearing, and even bone-splitting occur.

Zhuang Zhiqiang's mother was a victim of this custom, having been sold to Zhuang Zhiqiang's father at the age of fourteen, and subjected to the beatings and kicks of the wretched man.

When Old Man Zhuang was a child, all he saw every day was his scarred mother wiping away her tears, which touched his young mind greatly.

Zhuang Zhiqiang After the death of his parents, he was a loner and did not interact much with the idle, coarse and fierce men of the village. People thought he was a strange man and did not know him well. He also did not marry, the village people marry wives like selling their daughters to raise their sons, demanded a ridiculously high bride price, and then staged a series of absurd and ugly wedding, the girl was tortured to send a man she may not even like the bed. In the process, she has to cry desperately and endure the greasy, unaccountable harassment of the guests.

Zhuang Zhiqiang doesn't have that kind of money and wouldn't want to treat a girl like that.

He lived sober in this obscurantist village and then was a bachelor for the rest of his life.

But Zhuang Zhiqiang is not without his close associates.

There is a pretty and smart girl named Zhao Xue in the next village.

One day, when Zhuang Zhiqiang came home from farming, he heard a whimpering noise in the haystacks at the back of his house. At first he thought it was a weasel, and carrying a stick, he realized it was a girl.

That's the Zhao Xue he first met.

Probably because of Zhuang Zhiqiang's strong aura of righteousness, the little girl, after the initial hesitation and shock, timidly followed Zhuang Zhiqiang back to the house, apprehensively drank a few mouthfuls of hot water with floating oil stars, and then wowed on her knees and howled.

She said, "Uncle, please save me, please save me, I don't want to marry.

Even Zhuang Zhiqiang, who is used to seeing bad customs in this kind of poor countryside, was shocked, because Zhao Xue is too small, and looks like she is still not fully developed, even in their village, it is rare to give such a little girl a marriage.

Zhuang Zhiqiang carefully interrogated her about the situation, and after learning about the original cause of the incident, his scalp was numb with anger.

Zhao Xue was a girl from the village of Zhao a few miles away, the only girl in her family, the other three being boys born to her mother and stepfather.

Her stepfather was a monster and had bad intentions for her, and her mother, though weak, protected her from her stepfather when he was drunk and tried to harass her, and was severely injured by him. Shortly afterward, her mother died.

This ugly countryside is full of things that beat women, and everyone is used to seeing them. As long as they are not killed on the spot, it is difficult to define whether the murderer is the husband in human skin.

After Zhao Xue's mother was buried, Zhao Xue was forced to stop studying and return home to cook for his stepfather and three brothers.

After the death of his wife, his stepfather didn't dare to harass her for a while, but it didn't take long for him to agree to a large family's offer of a large bride price to "buy" Zhao Xue.

The other party gave too many gifts, more than enough for him to squander for years.

So of course he doesn't care that the son of that big family is a vitiligo and also mentally ill, what does that have to do with him? It's not like he's the one who married him.

Zhao Xue was so frightened that he fled from his home in the night, over a mountain, from Zhao's village, to the neighboring Zhuangjia village ......

After listening to her story, Zhuang Zhiqiang silently smoked a dry cigarette for a while, looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, and finally made up his mind.

He said to Zhao Xue, "In this way, girl child, if you can rest assured, then today you will stay at Uncle's house for one night. Tomorrow, Uncle will take you to the county, where there is a newly built Hope Primary School. You can stay there, let's try to talk to the principal about the situation, if they can take you in, then you don't have to go back, you'll stay in the county, don't go back to that hellish place. Are you willing to trust uncle?"

Zhao Xue's luck is bad, but it's also good.

She had the misfortune of being born into that kind of family, but was lucky enough to meet Zhuang Zhiqiang.

The principal of that Hope Primary School was also an exceptionally kind woman who not only took this student in, but also gave her a firm guardianship for many years afterward.

Zhao Xue usually live in the school, followed by the principal, and holidays and vacations when free, will take the bus back to Zhuangjia Village, to accompany Zhuang Zhiqiang work farming.

Zhao Xue recognized Lao Zhuang as her father and called him Lao Han, making Zhuang Zhiqiang smile. But not many people have met Zhao Xue, and even fewer know about their foster-father-daughter relationship. Zhao Xue is, after all, an escapee from the next village over, and Zhuang Zhiqiang doesn't want her life to be disturbed any more than it already is.

As the days went by, Zhao Xue moved from elementary school to middle school and then to high school. ......

She did not disappoint Zhuang Zhiqiang and the principal of the school who treated her so well, and with excellent grades, she entered a newly built high school in the county.

That school is also of a charitable nature, but the infrastructure, teaching hardware and software are all more than a little better than the usual Project Hope. The school even has a variety of art training programs, dedicated to letting the children in the mountains have more opportunities to go to the prosperous city.

"She later told me that she was chosen to go as an art candidate." Zhuang Zhiqiang recalls, "I didn't know what it meant to be an art examiner, so she explained to me that later on, she was going to be a model on TV, a star ...... so she had to go to HUZHOU to study for a professional course ...... "

When the old man said this, he trembled again and wiped his tears with a tissue, choking, "I was especially happy at that time, I thought Shanghai is a big city, ah, there are a few people who can establish themselves in this place. But my daughter can go...my daughter is marvelous ......"

Zhuang Zhiqiang stuttered, suddenly cried out sadly: "But I have not seen her again until now ...... she came and disappeared, I went to ask the school, the school also do not know anything, give me the address I followed to find, nothing, all moved away ...... I can't find her ah ...... I can't find her ......"

The old man couldn't stop huffing and puffing, "I'm not crazy ...... I really have a daughter ...... My daughter has been missing for more than ten or twenty years, I've been looking for and looking for, looking for my hair has changed from black to white, but how can I find it? ...... I miss her ......"

"Before I left, she was the one I couldn't let go of."

"Where did she go ...... does she remember me as an old man ......"

Tears fell in big, big drops onto the quilt top.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng stayed quietly by his side, accompanying the elder who cried like a child.

Perhaps the scene was too pitiful, even though he knew that there was little hope, He Yu finally said, "Old man, let me help you think of a way, do you have any information about Zhao Xue's final destination? Do you have any information about Zhao Xue's final destination? For example, who were the people who recruited her to come to Huzhou at that time?"

"I asked the school and they said it's been too long and they don't have the records anymore ......"

"And has Zhao Xue contacted you since she arrived in Huzhou?"

"Only at the beginning ...... " Zhuang Zhiqiang recalled, "At the beginning, she called me in high spirits, but she, at that time, only said that Huzhou was especially nice, and that she had seen many things that she had previously only seen on TV, didn't say anything else ...... because she signed a what...confidentiality contract with Secretary Wang..."

He Yu's heart thumped.

Although there are many people in the world with the surname Wang, he immediately thought of one person in connection with the elements of "art training", "mysterious disappearance" and "crime".

He asked Zhuang Zhiqiang: "That Secretary Wang, did Zhao Xue tell you his name?"

"Said, said, but I wasn't paying attention at the time, I can't remember. I think it was called Wang...Wang something ...... generous ......"

Like a thunderbolt striking down.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng looked at each other, each seeing their own ugly faces in the other's eyes--

Wang Jiankang.

The first victim in the Huda Broadcasting Tower killings.

Zhao Xue's disappearance is related to them! And it becomes an unexpected clue for them to track down the Cheng Kang case and the Canton Tower case!