The screen is completely black.

Intermittent news broadcasts sounded: "... Our city has recently solved a major case, and a people's policeman died honorably on the job... There are still criminals at large... The police will continue to investigate..."

The picture gradually brightened, a hand turned the door handle, and the door opened and closed.

Qin Jue calmly walked to the desk and sat down, opened the drawer, and took out the diary that had appeared before.

She placed the diary in front of her and lowered her head to read through it.

From the first year of high school until March and April of the next semester, the pages were messy and the handwriting was scrawled. The only things written cleanly and neatly were the thoughts of those young people.

In May, the diary was blank.

June, only a few lines of words.

"She cried, crying in front of the newspaper and felt very uncomfortable. I said it was impossible many times, but for some reason, she just believed that the policeman who died in the news was Nie Xingliang."

"She is with Lu Qiu."

The boy who was kind, honest, and silently guarded appeared in front of Lin Rou at the most critical moment, and exchanged sincerity for sincerity.

Qin Jue's eyes dimmed slightly, then quickly returned to normal.

Yes...

Wouldn't it be a good thing if someone could take care of her?

Qin Jue finished flipping through the diary and paused briefly.

Suddenly, she laughed and picked up the pen.

The screen flashed to the scene on the edge of the playground that day, with the school uniform jacket covering Lin Rou's head.

Qin Jue is a senior student.

The uniform for the first year of high school is red.

Like hijab.

May 21, 13:12 to 13:14.

During these two minutes, Lin Rou lifted up her red hijab with a smile.

She is his bride.

Qin Jue laughed unusually happily, stamping his feet with laughter, and his whole upper body was shaking with joy. His smile was filled with success and happiness.

She laughed for a long time.

Then he supported the table with his elbows.

Tears pierced the page, and cries squeezed out of the throat.

Weird and unpleasant sounds were played from the speakers on both sides of the stage, extremely harsh, penetrating into the eardrums of the audience.

Grief is like a sharp knife, stirring the listener's heart.

This is a one-sided ceremony.

The words are filled with childish possessiveness and deep love.

"What?"

Lin Rou's voice sounded, and Qin Jue was no longer on the screen.

"Really? Why didn't he tell me?"

Lin Rou looked at the unseen person with frustration and sadness, "Dad...are you sure? Are it really his biological parents who came here? It's not because..."

Isn’t it because Lu Qiu and I are together?

"It's true." The middle-aged man's voice appeared outside the screen, "Xiao Jue's parents came to find him, and he went back to live with them."

"Where are the contact information? Didn't you leave any of them?" Lin Rou's face was full of regret, "I see that he left his mobile phone at home and didn't take it with him..."

"Yes." Lin Rou's father said, "But it's okay. We will definitely meet again if we are destined to meet each other, right? We don't know what Xiaojue is thinking, maybe he will figure it out after a while."<

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Lin Rou nodded slowly.

"By the way." Father Lin asked again, "Have the results of the physical examination come out?"

"Hmm."

Lin Rou knew that her father was trying to divert her attention, and her heart warmed, "Don't worry, the illness last year was completely cured. The doctor said that I am very healthy now."

"That's great."

The man smiled and said, "My daughter can live a carefree life. Dad has no other wish. He just hopes that you will always be healthy and happy."

"Oops..." Lin Rou glanced at him sheepishly.

"What's there to be shy about? You are my father's biological daughter. Who else should I be nice to if I am not nice to you?"

The man's words are creepy.

……

A few years later.

Lin Rou, who graduated from university, was dressed maturely and put on light makeup. She was holding a bouquet of elegant colors in one hand and holding Lu Qiu's arm in the other.

"Sorry, I have to ask you to come with me every year."

She sighed softly and looked at her boyfriend apologetically.

"It's okay." Lu Qiu looked at Lin Rou with the same eyes as before. She was the only one in his eyes, silent and affectionate.

She said that the policeman was Nie Xingliang, that's right.

Lu Qiu trusts his girl unconditionally.

The two of them slowly walked into the Martyrs Cemetery. Most of the tombstones here were blank, with only numbers engraved on them.

Lin Rou found her position at a glance and squatted down in front of the empty monument.

Lu Qiu also squatted down and carefully swept away the dust in front of the tombstone so that Lin Rou could put the flowers in her arms on it.

"I can't tell."

Lin Rou looked at the tombstone and murmured, "I just felt...he must have done something important at that time, and then..."

"Hmm."

Lu Qiu never said much, she just hugged Lin Rou gently and told her with actions that she was always there.

Lin Rou leaned on his shoulder, tears rolling down silently.

"I don't know... I don't know..." she said softly, "I always feel that I have missed something... It feels so uncomfortable..."

So does Nie Xingliang, and so does her brother Qin Jue.

Neither of them said goodbye and left quietly.

Especially Qin Jue, there is really no news. Countless messages in Feixun have never been answered, as if she has completely disappeared from her world.

It is precisely because Lin Rou knows nothing that she feels doubly sad.

After sweeping the tomb, the two walked out of the cemetery and took the car back.

They had already met their parents. Lu Qiu bought a few bags of fruits and vegetables from the supermarket downstairs and carried them upstairs.

"Huh?"

Two people passed by policemen in police uniforms.

Lin Rou's father finally showed up. He stood by the door and saw his daughter and prospective son-in-law. He smiled and held the door open for them.

"Dad, did the police just come to our house? What's wrong?"

Lin Rou asked as she walked in.

The man with a few gray hairs slowly closed the door with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, they said there was an investigation, but they found the wrong person."

"Oh."

Lin Rou did not doubt that he was there and nodded.

……

Police Office.

"Hey, how's the situation?"

"How about what? It's unnecessary."

The policeman who entered the door put down the record and said helplessly, "That anonymous report letter was written without any evidence. I went to ask today, and that company——"

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He lowered his voice: "The father of that family adopted an orphan more than 20 years ago. Unexpectedly, he was a psychopath. He also participated in 'that case' and later voluntarily surrendered."
To be continued...