He Yu and Xie Qingcheng were ignored throughout the investigation process.
Once the investigation was completed, Xie Qingcheng took Xie Xue home in a taxi. Xie Xue wanted to wait for He Yu, but Xie Qingcheng did not allow it, and without saying a word, he held Xie Xue's head and put it in the taxi.
He Yu limited himself to leaning quietly on the pillar with his hands on his back and looking, without saying a word or resisting, like a dog that knew he was abandoned but could not continue, which made Xie Xue's heart feel very uncomfortable.
"He Yu ...... brother, shouldn't we wait for him? ......"
"Enter."
"But..."
"Come in!"
Xie Xue: "...... then He Yu, go home and talk to me oh."
Xie Qingcheng: "Are you done yet? Let's go."
Xie Xue wanted to say something else, but He Yu was silent and shook his head, telling him not to say more.
When Xie Xue sat in the car, he just greeted her with his hand and then saw the car move away.....
Xie Xue reclined in his seat and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, what's wrong with the two of you?"
I was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, without bothering to pay attention to it. He took the cigarette given to him by Chen Man and tried to turn it on, but he thought of Xie Xue sitting there, so he gave up. He just bit the cigarette as it was, with an elbow leaning on the open window of the car, watching the night scene of the city that passes through the window with a dull expression.
Xie Xue whispered, "He Yu accidentally said something bad that made you angry..."
"......"
"Brother, don't blame him too much, although sometimes he is a little gloomy, his nature is still good. I have heard about this incident, that without him, without you having heard in time that something had happened to me it could have been much worse, he..."
"What about him?" Xie Qingcheng finally spoke. He held the cigarette between his fingers, his tone was particularly deep and cold, "Depart from him, what are you doing spending all day with him?"
Xie Xue also felt a little aggrieved: "But she's pretty nice, she treats me well, and she treats you with respect ......"
Xie Qingcheng's face was pale, unable to say anything.
He is respectful.
He is not at all respectful!
Just pretend in front of people. He could not tell Xie Xue about He Yu's illness, Xie Xue only saw He Yu as a gentleman who used to be gentle and respectful of him, and the anger he suffered behind his back because of He Yu's words, was something that not even his own sister would believe, so he could only suffer this way.
"Brother..."
"Shut up!"
Xie Xue had to shut up.
This is the case among family members. In the aftermath of a disaster, you could believe that there would be no more fights in this life. That they would live a good life, speak well and communicate with kindness.
The result is that once the warmth buff has passed after the catastrophe, the father remains the father, and the discipline remains the same as before, there will be no difference.
He is a fucking warmth buff for a limited time.
Xie Xue felt aggrieved, but she couldn't help it. Who made him his brother?
The real fact is that if she doesn't consent to it, who will do it? You will have to consent to it with that paternal character. ......
Thinking like that, he hugged him from the back seat, some things are simply inevitable.
He didn't know why, if He Yu was so good, so considerate, and with such a high moral character, why did his brother keep telling him to get away from him, and seemed to have problems with him sometimes? It was a mystery...
"Oh..." After a while, Xie Xue said, "It's okay."
Xie Qingcheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and Xie Xue knew that his brother wanted to say: "If you have something to say, just say it, hell."
So she asked carefully: "Right now when I was resting, he ...... called me ...... asked me what had happened, and I ...... "
Xie Qingcheng did not ask who "he" was, as if both brothers had accepted that "he" was "he."
"How did you respond?" Qingcheng Xie asked.
"What else could I say? I just said it was nothing. I didn't talk to him much."
Xie Xue paused for a moment: "Brother, are you in a better mood?"
"Do you think I would be in a better mood?"
Xie Xue had no choice but to approach and stick his head out from the back seat, paking off the edge of the backrest like a kitten, trying to get his brother's attention by playing the nice one: "Then look at me, don't you think you're in a good mood to see that I'm fine?"
Xie Qingcheng: "...... Don't go to those dangerous places alone again."
The tone of voice finally softened slightly.
Xie Xue hurriedly said: "Okay, I know..."
And the car went its way.
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The next day, the news of ChengKang Psychiatric Hospital made headlines.
Although all those who were forced to go up to the roof at that time contributed a series of testimonies to the police, which showed that behind the case of the murder and fire of Jiang Lanpei, there was also a hidden past of this woman who was detained for almost twenty years and living something worse than death. But, unfortunately, Liang Jicheng was already dead, Liang ZhonKang died even before his younger brother, and the rest of the senior managers who might have known the details of the case were no longer there, since some had died in the same fire.
At the fire of revenge that Jiang Lanpei lit seemed to have come his eyes, and it devoured all those who had been stained with this sin.
As He Yu had said, his ugliest photo was chosen to be published on the news page. But even in that photo, it still looked impressive. The dead woman who looked directly from the newspaper, her eyes a little hard and a pinch of confusion ......
The reporter wrote below his photo: "Jiang Lanpei may not be his real name, due to the change of paper files, his information has been lost. The police are trying to carry out a genetic comparison of his remains, but because too much time has passed, the results may not lead to a conclusion. If the general public has clues, you can contact the corresponding department, Tel: 138xxxxxxxxx
Inside the village, He Yu closed the newspaper.
The psychiatric hospital, psychiatric patients, have been pushed into the air of public opinion in recent times. And whether it was a fat and greasy guy, or a yellow-haired girl, everyone talked about it as if they were experts in sociology and medicine.
In the eyes of most people, the mentally ill are usually called "them," as opposed to "we," of course. No matter how lemantable they may be, they cannot be "us."
But how do mental illnesses arise?
He Yu thought of something that Xie Qingcheng had told him before.
"The vast majority of mental illnesses are the reaction of normal human beings to the abnormal environment in which they live. Obsessive-compulsive disorder, depression, bipolar disorder... These patients must have had one or more abnormal atmospheres that squeeze them in their social circle. For example, bullying, cyberviolence, cruel sexual assaults against women, unequal social relations, these dysfunctional environments are the culprits that have caused great psychological blows to "them", which is ironic. Almost all of them come from the family, from the workplace, from society, from "we."
"To repair the emotions of a mental patient, I do not think it is necessary to lock him up, but that it is necessary to let them out and live with us, like a normal person."
"The confinement is reserved for prisoners, it should not be reserved for patients who have already suffered too much."
He Yu didn't like Xie Qingcheng, but he agreed with these words he had said.
It is precisely because of that philosophy that Xie Qingcheng had been able to stay by his side for so long and He Yu felt that he at least treated him like a living person.
So after something like what happened yesterday, when he realized that he had crossed the line and that, indeed, he had offended Xie Qingcheng, at least he would be willing to go out and apologize.
But who was going to say that Xie Qingcheng would be used to seeing his costume, so he thought that his apology was also false and threw beer in his face?
He Yu's mood became very gloomy when he thought about it, and he closed his eyes, doing his best to remove the feeling of shame from his mind while the frozen drops slipped down his cheeks.
It doesn't matter... don't think about it anymore.
At least, Xie Qingcheng only scolded and splashed him, and did not treat his mental illness like an animal, as those people do.
If he had entered an insane asylum like Cheng Kang's, his condition would probably be even worse than the current one.
Jiang Lanpei had been there for twenty years, had his condition diminished or worsened? I probably wouldn't have followed this path.
"Young master He, the matter you ordered has been done."
Old Zhao knocked on the door of his room and entered to inform him of something after receiving his permission. The yellow puppy followed him shyly, moving his tail cautiously.
"I have greeted the people of the rescue station and I have also talked to Lord He about what he asked me, and Zhuang Zhiqiang has temporarily settled in our convalescence center. It will not be sent to Wanping."
He Yu said, "Well, thank you for your work."
Zhuang Zhiqiang was lucky that since he lived downstairs, he was rescued by firefighters at the first opportunity. It was also their destiny to meet them anyway. So after this incident, He Yu did not intend to leave him alone.
In addition, Xie Xue also had to worry about him.
All those involved in the Chengkang fire received a week off to recover.
There was still time to move forward, and now that they were out of the fires of purgatory, it was even more important to live happily and peacefully.
He Yu thought, "Didn't Xie Qingcheng say that no one would want to be with him? Didn't he say that if someone could be with him for more than a month, Xie Qingcheng would take his last name?
Good. Then I would have to be with Xie Xue.
He wanted to be with the person closest to Xie Qingcheng and take his sister away. At that time, unfortunately Xie Qingcheng would have to change his name to He Qingcheng, and he didn't know how to take it.
Thinking about it, He Yu even had a slight feeling of pleasure.
That incredible and cold face ...... Would you show him a look that I had never seen before?
So He Yu quickly returned to the university campus after a week of rest.
He was ready to slap Xie Qingcheng in the face and confess his love to Xie Qingcheng's dearest sister.
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On the terrace of a chalet.
The lights on the outside were not bright and illuminated dimly, surrounded by a few flying insects that approached it, the light was like a layer of damp white hair, covering a soft chair with its back to the terrace door.
There was a man sitting in the soft chair.
The back was not visible, and the subordinate who pushed the door could only see half of the man's elbow, leaning against the chair.
"Is it serious? Did those mentally ill manage to escape in such a short time?"
"Yes, Chief Duan."
"Interesting..." The man in the chair, known as Chief Duan, let out a soft laugh, "Did you help each other? ChenKang is a psychiatric hospital, not a daycare center where children are taught to be civilized and educated, right? This is really abnormal."
A cold sweat sprang up on the subordinate's head: "Chief Duan, the surveillance in the Chengkang was originally broken, and after the fire, those that were not were all destroyed. We tried to recover the records at that time, but it was really......"
"I didn't expect to be able to recover any useful records of that Liang Jicheng garbage."
Chief Duan stopped for a moment.
"Is there anything new about the police station?"
"There is something out there, some mentally ill people said that a patient gave them the keys and asked them to help each other open the doors, but there is no way to get more information from them either."
Chief Duan made a soft grimace: "He gave them the keys and asked them to open the doors, and did they listen?"
"......"
"That was a sea of fire. A life-and-death situation."
The subordinate shook: "Chief Duan, does that mean...?"
The man with the fluffy armchair did not respond again, the dim light illuminated the paper he had rested carefreely in front of him, scribbled.
There were two words written on it, but surrounded and marked with a question mark.
The two words were.
Blood compulsion.
The author has something to say.
Minitheater.
Humble author: Chen Man retreats for now, and next time he lets Xie come to the police station to look for him == but Chen Man's presence sooner or later will make Chief He jealous ...... right Chief He? You will see, Officer Chen is not bad ah, he is young and handsome, and he also meets the basic qualities that a gong must have. He is still an official. Chief He, don't be scared. You have to be a little aware of the crisis.
He Yu: Excuse me, why should I panic about an official?
Chen Slow: I have heard that you looked for xxxx items in our office, please cooperate with me in the investigation.
Xie Qingcheng: What xxxx items did you look for?
Chen Man: Brother Xie, don't worry about whether it's cold or not, I'll lend you my clothes so you can wear them
He Yu (smile): Oh, what a thought, and then will you give him a can of cold beer to throw it on my face?