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The largest sports center in the city is located in the city center.
Liu Lei stood among the crowd on the side of the road. The green light flashes and the yellow light lights up alternately. Vehicles speed up and people waiting at one end of the zebra crossing wait and move. When the traffic gradually stopped, he followed the crowd rushing to the other side of the road and took steps.
The small-leafed banyan trees next to the sidewalk are covered with light strips. After nightfall, they are full of fireworks, with only one or two patches of darkness revealed among the intertwined branches and leaves. After walking across the zebra crossing, Liu Lei stopped in front of the sports center. He turned around and looked at CITIC Plaza opposite. The eighty-story office building pierces the sky, and the flashing red light at the top is hidden in the burgundy night, silent under the scattered lights of the surrounding tall buildings.
The city is an underground galaxy. Liu Lei once overlooked this city from a plane, but he could no longer remember what it looked like. The air was still a bit muggy at night in late October. He looked up at the office buildings and felt these huge dark shadows pressing towards him. The hand in his pocket clenched the fruit knife, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
This place is close to the East Railway Station and was once an active area for speedsters. After the commercial district gradually prospered, the area was renovated and the order after dark was no longer chaotic. There is a bus station near the sports center, so during this time, mostly white-collar workers and young students after get off work are active in this area.
Liu Lei has been following Li Han for nearly an hour, and a thin layer of sweat has appeared on his back.
The square in front of the stadium is brightly lit, and people of different shapes can be seen from a distance. He recognized Li Han. He was sliding down the slope on his skateboard. Huang Weidong and Chen Ge were also there. One of them was sitting next to the flower bed smoking, and the other was standing in the circle of hip-hop dancers, not together.
Liu Lei walked towards them. Every step he took made his tense nerves throb with pain.
"Hey, Brother Leithat person in the videois really you?"
Huang Shaojie¡¯s hesitant voice repeatedly appeared in his mind.
Someone walked up to Li Han and lowered his head to talk to him. The man was also wearing the uniform of Hexian Middle School. His coat was taken off and tied around his waist casually.
The steps under his feet paused. Liu Lei loosened the knife in his pocket and then tightened it.
He remembered Huang Weidong¡¯s roar.
"Who are you framed by?"
From time to time, black figures come and go. Liu Lei doesn't care. He picked up his steps again, beads of sweat dripping from the palm of his hand holding the knife.
Li Han, who still had one foot on the skateboard, didn't notice him. He took out his mobile phone, unlocked the screen, handed it to the person next to him, narrowed his eyes and grinned. The light from the mobile phone screen illuminated his face and the slightly slanted corners of his mouth. When he smiled, his mouth was a little crooked. It looked very much like him standing on the steps, pointing his cell phone camera at Liu Lei condescendingly.
Holding the handle of the knife firmly in his hand, Liu Lei quickened his pace.
"Principal, we did something wrong and we admit it."
The image of Li Han lowering his head and lying appeared in his mind.
"You also know that his uncle is a policeman. We are really afraid"
The man standing next to Li Han shook his shoulders and laughed. Li Han also smiled. He kicked off the skateboard under his feet, took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Liu Lei thought of the way he walked towards him with his back hunched over. There was no cigarette in his hand, but there was a rancid tobacco smell on his body.
¡°Get down and call me grandpa, and I won¡¯t release the unmosaiced video.¡±
He started to feel dizzy unconsciously, and the tall buildings all around him were slowly pressing towards Liu Lei. The night wind blew across my face, and the sweat on my nose slid across the tip of my nose. He clutched the knife and walked faster and faster.
The intercepted text message flashed before his eyes. In the turbulent field of vision, the black characters on a white background were blurred and broken.
He was trembling and tried his best to see clearly, but in the end he could only make out the first sentence.
¡ª¡ª"Grandson, do you want to mess with your grandpa and me?"
"Li Han!" He stopped and roared wildly.
The man who kicked off the skateboard was stunned and turned to look at him. When he saw the person's face clearly, Li Han raised the corner of his mouth and turned around, facing Liu Lei, and put out the cigarette butt in his hand. The group of young people practicing hip-hop stopped, and the scattered people sitting around smoking stood up one after another. More than a dozen eyes followed Li Han's line of sight and turned to him. Together with the tall buildings covering him, he could hardly breathe.
The heart in the chest seemed to jump into the throat. Liu Lei grabbed the fruit knife in his pocket and took a step back subconsciously. He was breathing heavily, his eyes turning white. His brain throbbed and his throat itched unbearably. The sweat on his face was about to dry up, and he feltsp; "Huh?" Zhou Haoxuan's footsteps stopped not far away.
"Jiaying came to see me." Zhao Yichen did not open his eyes, only closed his eyelids tightly, and continued in a hoarse voice slowly but surely, "My wife, Hu Jiaying, Xu Han. She came to see me. Just before she died. day."
A few hours ago, he asked Wei Xiang to find out the phone call Hu Jiaying made to Qin Yan. She called from a public telephone box. If the traffic police team had called out the surveillance cameras nearby that day, Zhao Yichen might have been able to see her last appearance. But he didn't dare. He can't do it.
"Lao Zhou, Jiaying came to see me." He opened his hot eyelids, as if he couldn't feel the tears falling from his eyes, and looked at the toes of his shoes calmly and intently, "She is outside the criminal police team. Just across the road." He said, "I could see her just by going out to smoke a cigarette. But I didn't go out."
Zhou Haoxuan shook his head, his voice low and hoarse, "Old Zhao"
Zhao Yichen slid his fingers across his forehead and grabbed his temples.
"I could have saved her." His teeth trembled slightly. He almost used up all his strength to hold back, and could not help the sobs in his throat. "I have been looking for her for nine years, Lao Zhou. I could have saved her." Hers." He lowered his waist and pressed his burning belly to his knees, as if this would relieve its pain. "She came to me, Lao Zhou. She was asking me for help. I could have saved her."
She was so close to him. He could have saved her.
How could he forget her.
"Old Zhao" Zhou Haoxuan stumbled towards him, "Old Zhao, don't be like this"
"She is asking for help from me, Lao Zhou." Zhao Yichen seemed to be unable to hear his voice. He only gritted his teeth, grabbed his hair, and kept repeating in a trembling voice: "She is asking for help from me."
She asked him for help twice. twice. He could have saved her. twice.
"That's Jiaying, Lao Zhou" He told Zhou Haoxuan, and also told himself, "That's Jiayingmy Jiaying"
That¡¯s Jiaying, his Jiaying.
She is his wife and the mother of his child.
He held her, hugged her, and carried her. They used to live together.
He said he would give her the best of himself. He promised that he would live well if she left first.
But he couldn't walk anymore.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn't walk. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com