The Truth Left Behind

"Recently, while pursuing and solving a large criminal case, Quang City police exchanged fire with lawless elements on the high seas, resulting in a large number of casualties, and the number of people killed has reached 43, with four others missing, the case ......"

The radio played this.

It's already the third day after the sea battle.

Xie Qingcheng had that amusement park-related dream for three days in a row.

In the dream he was just like he always was, trapped in the broken Muppet Bear, standing starkly, holding an unattended colored ball in his hand, watching the people coming down the Ferris wheel.

His parents, Old Qin, Xie Xue ......

The Ferris wheel spun, spun, and finally slowly stopped, the surrounding laughter and light source also dimmed, from the stationary Ferris wheel, walked down the familiar figure.

He Yu came to him and, with something like a sad look, stopped and looked at Xie Qingcheng without saying a word.

Then he said, "Brother, why did you lie to me."

"......"

Xie Qingcheng tried to talk to him, but no sound could come out of his throat.

The boy just looked at him, "I really like you. Such a poorly thought out lie, only I would fall for it because I care about you so much ...... But you're lying to me."

"...... you lied to me."

"......"

"Shea, now I'm going to go."

"......"

"I'm going far away and never coming back."

"......"

"I've been on this earth for twenty years, I've worked hard for twenty years, and at the end of the day, I still haven't gotten even one person's heart, and I'm a real failure."

"Xie Qingcheng ...... I'm leaving, before I go, can you ......"

He suddenly stopped. He didn't say any more, his eyes glistening with some blood, sad and hateful looking.

The teenager didn't make any more demands of the man, nor did he step forward to hug the tattered bear puppet again. He just stared at him in silence, the neon lights of the playground flickering behind him in land and light.

--Will you give me a hug?

It was a phrase he had said many times before, and this time, he didn't say it again.

He was muted, he had loved and fought for the love of someone with all his life and strength, but still received no response.

The flames on the little fire dragon's tail finally burned down to the end of his lamp, and he could no longer scrape some strength from his frame to beg for one last embrace of his kind.

He took one last deep look at him, turned back, alone, and stepped onto that Xie Qingcheng Parents and Qin Ciyan departing road, his figure fading away ...... until it disappeared ......

Xie Qingcheng wanted to call his name, wanted to ask him to stop, but he couldn't make any sound ...... couldn't shout any words ......

He Yu ......

He Yu!

"He-!"

Xie Qingcheng jolted awake!

He sat up from the bed, his chest rising and falling sharply.

What came into view was a pale color.

At this moment, he is not in his own home, these days Xie Qingcheng did not go home, he is in the public security side, where there can be a place for temporary cooperation personnel to rest.

The radio on the table was still blaring, matter-of-factly reporting on the naval battle of three days before-

It was the first encounter between the police and Duan Wen's men, who had no idea that Duan Wen had such advanced weapons. As the police landed on the He's family ship and were about to arrest the suspect He Yu, the Mandela completed its deployment in the warehouse and suddenly turned back, while the small modified airplane on the giant ship took off and launched a suicide attack on the smuggling ship and the police officers on the He's family ship.

In an instant, the battle situation, which was already very clear, was completely reversed, with blood raining, smoke, and corpses ......

The entire sea lost its calm, the water bright red with blood.

Chen Man is not dead, seriously injured.

While searching for him, the marine police reinforcement team found him collapsed in the rubble of the warehouse, which was supposedly under direct attack by some kind of weapon at that time, and had completely collapsed, with the inside charred and blackened, and littered with bloodied and mangled corpses, some of which had already been disemboweled, and some of which were still burning when the rescue arrived, and were almost burned out, making it difficult to identify even the corpses.

Such a tragedy attracted national attention and rose to the level of a major criminal case, with the He's family group being thoroughly investigated and all those involved being questioned according to the law. All businesses, properties, and real estate under the He's family name ...... were banned overnight by the police, and the He's family mansion was dug up and searched for incriminating evidence.

Things have become so big to this point, a lot of things have been unable to keep secret, Xie Qingcheng do not know how many secrets the police already know, he also has no time to care, these days he constantly cooperate with the investigation, looking at the identity of the dead one after another to be confirmed, the heart has been very numb, perhaps it is because of this, he will do just now that nightmare.

Xie Qingcheng trembled and reached out his hand, trying desperately to calm himself down.

"Knock knock." There was a sudden knock on the door.

Xie Qingcheng : "...... Please come in."

The man who came in is Wei Er.

Wei Er was followed by many policemen, the light in the room was very dim, and Xie Qingcheng did not wear glasses, so it was impossible to see what kind of expression they had on their faces at the moment.

But he could sense an extraordinary aura, extremely oppressive and odd, as if all comers were worried that he would go crazy and lose his mind.

Xie Qingcheng had a vague premonition of something, his heartbeat throbbed fast, and he broke out in a sweat.

"What happened to ......." He asked.

Wei Er walked in and sat down beside his bed, a file bag in his hand.

"I have two pieces of news, one of which you won't want to hear, and the other of which one person doesn't want to tell you. But I think it's important for you to be informed." Wei Er said, "This case has gotten too big, too big to house any bit of emotion that is personal. Everything is about the big picture, and in front of that big picture, there is no longer a will or a won't, a will or a won't, a will or a won't to hear. Can you understand what I mean."

He seemed to be trying as hard as he could to give Xie Qingcheng some mental preparation, trying to reason with him first.

Xie Qingcheng : "You tell me the one I don't want to hear first."

Wei Er was silent for several seconds and said, "A new batch of naval deaths were confirmed today."

"......"

"He's in there."

"......"

Who is he? Who's on the list?

Wei Er didn't say anything, as if he was sure that Xie Qingcheng must know.

"He's dead."

"......"

Wei Er stared at Xie Qingcheng's face.

"......"

"He Yu is dead."

"......"

Still silence. So quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Time passed ...... Xie Qingcheng minute by minute There was no expression at all on that sickly countenance, as if he had never had a heart, and a thousand pounds of stone smashed down could not draw a ripple from him.

He didn't lose his cool.

No shock there.

There was not even ...... even ...... the slightest reaction, and it was terribly calm.

No one can see into his heart.

"......" Wei Er was slightly stunned, so he tried and continued, "The ship is completely in ruins, the forensic pathologist has examined a broken limb, after DNA comparison is his. Among the survivors who were rescued today, someone also corroborated this, saying that he saw He Yu being directly hit by the explosion. It is certain that he is dead."

Xie Qingcheng's eyelashes were motionless, hanging there.

Wei Er : "...... Xie Qingcheng, are you okay?"

Actually ...... was this result unexpected?

Not surprisingly, those who were alive were pretty much salvaged on the first day, with only an occasional survivor or two on the second two days, and all the other news that came in was a death sentence.

Xie Qingcheng eyes seem to flash the neon colors of the amusement park.

He was not ...... surprised at all.

Not a surprise at all ......

It was as if the sadness-like look of the teenager in the dream was right in front of him, the teenager talking to him:

"I've been on this earth for twenty years, I've worked hard for twenty years, and at the end of the day, I still haven't gotten even one person's heart, I'm a real failure."

"Xie Qingcheng ...... I'm leaving, before I go, can you ......"

Was it a dream?

Or are there really souls in this world?

He resented him for lying to him, for leaving without a proper goodbye, so he came to him in his dreams? Tonight? Before Wei Er came looking for him?

The heart mourns.

Wei Er: "Xie Qingcheng?"

"...... It's okay. I'm fine."

After another long time, Xie Qingcheng was almost stiffly, woodenly, "The second thing, what is it. You tell me."

Wei Er's expression became more difficult to figure out, he stumbled for a moment and handed the file to Xie Qingcheng: "This is what the police force found when they searched the He family's old house, it's in a book, and the content is hard to explain, you'd better take a look at it yourself."

Xie Qingcheng opened up that dossier, and inside was some information, and a--

Posthumous.

He Yu's suicide note.

But strangely enough, that suicide note wasn't addressed to any individual, and it started surprisingly with: comrade officers ......

Xie Qingcheng's hands trembled slightly as he tried his best to steady himself.

Face pale, fingers deep, nails pinched into the flesh, he took the suicide note and read it slowly, page by page.

The suicide note is long, but it barely explains any of the personal aftermath; it's more like a note to help the police investigate the case and explain what happened.

He Yu wrote on the epistle, "I don't actually want this suicide note to actually come in handy, because I'm only twenty, I have people I like, and I don't want to die yet. But there are things I have to do away with, some people have waited too long for a truth, and I finally have this chance to get close, so I just have to take a chance."

He Yu's handwriting is very clear, not as hard as Xie Qingcheng's, but has its own style.

"As you all know, my father, He Jiwei, fell ill and died not long ago. He suffered from depression, took Bacopa monnieri, his lungs gradually became fibrotic, endured extreme pain, and then passed away. Almost everyone believed that he suffered from this mental illness because the pressure of the business was so great that he couldn't hold it together, even Lv Zhishu, who had shared his bed for twenty years."

"But the truth of the matter is, in fact, not so."

"My father lived another seven days after he was resuscitated, and during those seven days we had an opportunity of being alone. He was rarely very lucid, and resolved to tell me of a past event which he had investigated, and which he had known for months, and which he had been tormented by, to the point of being ashamed to face it."

"And this past event that tortured him to death has to do with my mother."

"My mother, Lv Zhishu, had studied in my father's lab more than twenty years ago, when both were very young but had already decided that the other was the love of their lives, and soon had me, when they weren't even officially married. Then, while staring at the lab, my mother had an accident ......"

Xie Qingcheng turned down a page, and in his suicide note, He Yu briefly explained how he developed the mental Ai Bola disease, and how his mother, a gentle and kind woman, became a completely different person due to the side effects of the drug in order to protect herself.

--

"My father thought at the time that she had been too stimulated, that the gradual distortion of her appearance had made her remorseful and frightened, that she had been treated too much differently from before, and that the anxiety and depression of the postpartum period had led to such a drastic transformation....... He therefore understood all the odd and perverse things about her. He even advised me once to try and accept her properly."

"But he was not without suspicion in his mind, and that suspicion piled up year after year, and he perceived in the minutiae of his life that she was different. At last he became determined to investigate her secret."

"That investigated truth ...... made him break down in a flash, because he finally knew that this woman who had accompanied him for twenty years, this Lv Zhishu, was not the one who had initially fallen in love with him! She is not the woman who endured her illness to protect their child and give birth to me. She wasn't."

"This 'Lv Zhishu' is a fake. Her real name, is ' Wei Rong '."

"!!!" Xie Qingcheng's pupils suddenly narrowed, and the hand holding the letter paper was trembling slightly.

The appalling truth is still unfolding silently on paper:

"More than twenty years ago, Wei Rong was very much in love with my father, and she was so proud of her family background that she thought an entrepreneurial man like my father, who was young and promising but did not have much of a background, would choose to be with her for life. She confidently confessed her love for him, but did not expect to be rejected by my father."

"Father told Wei Rong that he was already dating Vivian (the English name of my mother, the real Lv Zhishu), who was also in graduate school, and that Vivian was already having his child. He was still too young to get a license, but he had already discussed with her that they would keep the child and when Father reached legal age, they would go ahead and get married."

"My father didn't know that Wei Rong would be so jealous of my mother because of this - she looked down on her, she thought that my mother was just an ordinary student who had bewitched many people with her good looks. She already hated her for her kindness and naiveté, and upon learning that my father was actually married to her, Wei Rong's heart was completely consumed by jealousy."

"None of us have any way of knowing today whether Wei Rong ever tried to redeem her soul at the time; she agreed to a family union shortly afterward, married the husband her parents had arranged for her, and even invited my parents, who at the time were not at all wary of her, to her wedding. The marriage may have been an attempt at trying to find a life of her own, or maybe it was just a disguise, who knows."

The handwriting on the letter paper was slightly distorted by this point, and the pencils of a few words cut through the paper, so it is self-evident how He Yu was feeling when he wrote this paragraph.

"Shortly afterward, my mother was inadvertently infected while visiting her lab, an event that, in hindsight, was engineered by none other than Wei Rong."

"Because of contracting this virus, my mother suffered a great deal, but she refused to give up my life, she had a kind of female intuition at that time and had realized that Wei Rong was trying to harm her, but unfortunately, she didn't have any evidence, she told people about it, and people thought that she was just too anxious, and even my father was just calming her down at that time and didn't believe that someone would really dare to break the law in broad daylight."

"The mother was so agitated that she fled Huzhou, wanting to give birth to her child in a place where no one could easily find her. She was really having some psychological problems at that time, she just took a chance and ran to Yanzhou alone, she ended up not knowing the place, she didn't even have enough money with her, and she had to desperately try to avoid those who were trying to find her and hurt the child in her womb, and she made herself tired, hungry and dirty, and she also had a fever....... When she had her head up in the air and had no place to go, she came across two policemen who were working in Yan."

Xie Qingcheng Suddenly saw two familiar names--

"Xie Ping, Zhou Muying."

He Yu writes these words stroke by stroke, his handwriting is more correct than the previous ones.

"I mention the names of these two officers here in the hope that, after my death, you will scrutinize the old events of that year thoroughly, with the evidence in your hands, who have left the world for twenty years without ushering in a justice. I hope the living will do them justice and reverse the case. Yes, I am here to identify Xie Ping, Zhou Muying, and my own mother Vivian, and the person who set them up for death is Lv Zhishu, the vice president of the He's family group, and Wei Rong! "