Chapter 33

The fourteenth district is in the west of Mowu city.

Ye Ling grew up here.

She was born in a wealthy family, her parents are in business, and business is going well.

Everyone said that the old house was well built, which brought down the fortune.

She also has a younger brother, good grades, so she can play willfully, carefree.

"It's enough for a family to have one child with good grades." As the elder sister of Ye Ling think so, feel at ease to his poor performance to find an excuse.

She prefers to study the flowers on both sides of the road.

She will watch those boring documentaries on TV and feel the growth and withering of those flowers.

After middle school, she fell in love with the blue Jacaranda in the school.

"The most beautiful time of flowers is the moment when they leave the branches. They will use their short life to pursue the confused future."

Ye Ling stands under the flower tree.

The flowers fell on her shoulders, on her head, on her school uniform.

She saw the boy under the flower tree.

That's her classmate.

Love is a pleasure to meet at first sight.

She wants to be around for a long time.

The blue and purple flowers fell on her throbbing heart.

She excitedly held up the bunch of Jacaranda in her hand. She was as happy as a butterfly spreading its wings for the first time, and suddenly found another beautiful world.

Later.

The boy dropped out of school.

There is a temple in the fourteenth District, which is unknown in Yunshen.

Ye Ling ran to the temple in a hurry. Maybe influenced by some TV play, the little girl decided to ask the Buddha for marriage.

When she got back to the city.

Home is gone.

After that day.

Love is deeply buried in the bottom of my heart, and the seeds of hatred thrive on the barren soil.

The old abbot of the temple took her in.

The little girl stood outside the martial arts hall and watched the monks practicing martial arts. She was fascinated.

She would practice Boxing at the old trees and wipe tears secretly. She would practice whip leg at the wooden stump and limp down the mountain to carry water the next day.

"Hatred can't dissolve it. Only compassion can dissolve it."

The old host spent ten years, hoping to melt the hatred in the little girl's heart.

But it didn't work out.

On the deathbed.

The old host is lying in the meditation room.

Ye Ling's eyes were red and tears filled his eyes.

The old host said the Buddha's words all his life, but at the end of his life, he left such a common saying.

"The world is always unfair, but the good thing is that people have a steelyard Do whatever you want... "

……

This picturesque night of drizzle.

No.1 Li Jian has closed the case.

Lu Wen and Xia chuluo find a hotel to rest.

The next day, they drove back.

Instead of going back to District 13, I went to District 14 first.

At the beginning of summer, Luo Shen was cold and his eyes were slightly heavy. He was like a soldier going to the battlefield. He went straight into the Executive Board of the fourteenth district.

Six shots!

She emptied a magazine!

There's no one to stop.

On that day, a third level executive officer died in the fourteenth district.

A senior executive, in his fifties, is approaching retirement.

Charlotte walked out of the fourteenth District executive board, leaving a silence behind her. She returned to the car.

For some reason, she couldn't apply for an instrument to scan the pillars of the building, so she had to forget the three numbers.

"Let's go."

From this moment on.

No. 1 Li Jian case was completely closed.

"Go home, take a bath, change your clothes."

Girls prefer to be clean.

I've been running around all day and I haven't been home for two nights.

But the car just started.

Here comes the phone again.

Charlotte frowned and pressed the answer button.

"What, on the fifth, Li Jian went to the inland sea? What is he going to do? "

"A student? Invite him on vacation? Isn't he afraid of death? He runs around at such times what? Who told him the case was closed?! What did the news say? Why didn't you stop him? "

"You went with me? A bunch of pigs

"Grass (a plant)!"

At the beginning of the summer, Luo was angry and didn't know whether he was scolding his teammates or those unscrupulous news.

She hung up in a huff and almost threw the phone out.

"Lu Wen, look up a phone number."

Xia chuluo tells Lu Wen about the student who Li Jian once supported on the 5th.

Soon, the call came out.

Lu Wen calls and presses hands-free.The call will be through soon.

It's a very young voice.

Lu Wen explained his intention.

"What?" "I didn't invite Uncle Li Jian to go on holiday. I'm still busy with my thesis recently. I thought I would visit Uncle Li Jian after I've been busy for a while."

"OK, we know."

Lu Wen hangs up.

Then call Li Jian on the fifth.

"The number you dialed is not in the service area, please..."

It's not good.

It's the ninth day since Li Jian died on the 1st.

According to the murderer's speed of killing a Li Jian in two days, No. 5 Li Jian is afraid to be more vicious than lucky!

"Turn around and go to area 15, inner beach."

"I can't believe I can't get through if I call the executive who went with me!"

District 15 is very famous. It's a famous tourist area.

There's a whole inland sea here.

There are innumerable underwater restaurants on the sea floor. People eat in the dark blue surrounded by sharks swimming on the side of a glass.

……

The little painter sat on the street, his light blue eyes reflecting people's coming and going.

"What is art?"

He was lost in thought, and inexplicable depression came to him.

All of a sudden, his mobile phone shocked.

He turned on his cell phone.

A short message to the account.

"A hundred thousand?"

The little painter counted the zeros several times and finally made sure he was right.

It's half the reward!

The sadness and melancholy in my heart suddenly disappeared.

The world brightened in his eyes.

So he marked his painting from 80 yuan to 800 yuan.

"You are all my efforts." The little painter caressed his paintings and was able to eat. He was not willing to sell his efforts.

Unexpectedly, after the price increase, more people bought it.

……

In the machine shop, Yunyang is on day duty today.

Working clearance.

He checked the list of wedding guests and made sure that none of them had left out.

"Buzz -"

the mobile phone suddenly vibrates.

He clicked on the message.

The sum of 100000 eased his frown.

"With the money, we can finally get together the betrothal gifts."

Yunyang muttered to himself.

The pressure of life made the young man feel like he was in a quagmire and couldn't get rid of it. Now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Sometimes he felt that he was too young to get married so early.

But both parents have already decided.

As for the bride, the girl who only met a few times, Yunyang occasionally asked himself, is she really the one he likes?

In the dead of night.

Yunyang is lying on the bed.

Looking out of the window at the gloomy sky.

I will think of those falling Jacaranda.

I think of the girl holding the bouquet to tell him.

I heard that she transferred to another school later.

I don't know where it is now.

Young people's self-esteem comes from inferiority.

He is just a child of a poor family. Why delay their youth.

"She must be very well now."