Chapter 39:

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Before the age of 16, Zhen Yi had two fires,
For the first time, she thought that Mom and Dad would save her, but it was her sister who saved her;
The second time, she thought that words would save her, but it was her sister who saved her.
Once when my mother was cooking, she encountered something wrong with her students and left her home. Xiao Zhenyi was too hungry. She climbed on the stove to turn things over and accidentally knocked over the pot. , Did not know that the fire was extinguished, the gas was fizzing out
But that time, there was no fire miraculously.
There is a pair of parents who treat their children as their own and their own dogs. Zhen Yi ’s childhood is equal to self-entertainment.
Growing up, she was studying in her mother's class, and the little ones sat in the last row. She was too mischievous and always slipped to the playground to play, and her mother tied her feet to the table with a rope before unlocking after class.
But my mother always talked with the students after class and forgot her.
She sat at the back door, staring at the noisy classmates, her heart tickled to death. There were times when I peeed, my face flushed with redness, and I couldn't hold back the taste of a classroom, mocked.
The first fire was at that time,
During the lunch break, the children were all lying on the table and sleeping, somehow catching fire.
At noon, the whole school was sleeping.
When Zhen Yire woke up, the fire was out of control. The children woke up and cried. Zhen Yi was close to the door and wanted to run, but her feet were tied to the table. She was so weak that she had blood on her ankles and could not drag the rows of tables.
The children were able to run away, and wept bitterly, stopped by the fire, and called the teacher and mother.
Their mother did not come, Zhen Yi's mother came, and father.
They rushed into the fire again and again to save the children, but did not see Zhen Yi from the back door. She reached out her small hand and cried with tears of heart: "Dad, Mom, I am here, I am here!"
In fact, her position is very safe, near the door, far away from the fire, and the lives of other children are more urgent; but she is only a child, and she does not understand comparative analysis, she is afraid.
But they didn't see her, maybe they thought she slipped to the playground as usual. They rescued 17 children, their father became a "martyr", and their mother severely committed suicide; the TV newspaper sang praises, and called on the majority of teachers and staff to learn the noble spirit of the teachers and couples who bowed to the death.
The parents of the rescued students cried their heads in tears with their children
The reporter asked Xiao Zhenyi who was kneeling in front of the spirit and wearing Ma Ma Xiao: "Are you so proud of your father and mother with such heroes?"
Are you proud?
She is really afraid of fire.
But in high school, she was met again.
At that time, Zhen Yi's high school was nearing its end, and her speech in high school was approaching graduation; the students in high school were competing to study every second, but the speech was as usual.
Zhen Yi didn't worry at all, she learned so well, she could easily take the Imperial City University exam!
She began to love studying at that time, and most of the time with him let him teach her to solve problems.
When he went to college, she had to study hard in her third year to be less empty, and then to go to the nearest university, in the same university town.
The seniors and seniors of senior high school run their own things. The high school student she left behind is more sad than them. Every day she lay on the window sill of their class and watched them tear the book origami plane, she was sad to die.
Words are gone, she will want to die him.
That summer vacation, I wonder if she missed it as much as she did, and she accompanies her every day, taking the bus aimlessly and rolling the road. The big deep city, they walked all over the streets, mountains and bays.
He did not participate in any classmate gatherings in the class, nor did he.
One evening, Zhen Yi ate ice cream and walked on the side of the road with her clenched hands, and met a group of classmates in her class. Everyone was enthusiastic, saying that there was a party to invite words to go, saying that the party did not appear so many times.
The words were unimpressed; but a few boys familiar with Zhen Yi stunned: "Zhen Yi, play together. After we go to college, it will not be easy to see!"
Zhen Yi looked at her words and looked forward to her;
He agreed.
The KTV was very noisy, Yange sat quietly in the corner, and many of Anya invited them from girls, but he refused; and this was after all a senior class, with less microphones, and Zhen Yi did not sing. He peeled her litchi to eat.
His posture of peeling litchi is really clean, unlike her, he always makes his hands full of juice.
Halfway through, he went out to answer the phone.
She was sitting at the same place, listening to the congratulations to some girls next to An Yao, the idea was that she was going to study at Northwestern University, a famous American school, as if it was a very powerful one.
An Yao noticed Zhen Yi's gaze and asked her about her future plans with concern.
Zhen Yi said that she wanted to finish her senior year of high school, and then went to the Imperial City, where she was in the same city as Yan Yan.
After talking, An Yao raised his eyebrows slightly and exchanged gazes with several girls.
Too obvious.
Zhen Yi asked: "What's wrong?"
An Yao looked very compassionate and smiled: "You are going to Harvard, don't you know?"
Zhen Yi's heart was suddenly cool.
Others are also sorry for their poor appearance, and they seem to have heard of it.
It should have long been known that the Imperial City University, which was already out of reach for her, could not keep him at all.
Zhen Yi didn't know how she went out. She secretly hid in the bathroom and wiped her tears. The songs outside were mixed, and her heart was desolate.
Squatting in the cubicle and crying for a long time, she suddenly heard the sharp and fierce fire in the whole building. She stopped crying in shock and tried to run out, but the door could not be opened for some reason.
For a long time, no one knew she was in that corner, and no one came to her.
None of the people who entered KTV with her thought of her when the fire broke out. Words did not come.
Zhen Yi slowly opened her eyes and sat next to her with her words, her eyebrows beautiful, staring at her.
Seeing him at this moment seemed to be like a world away.
That day, she was trapped in smoke and flames, panicked, desperate, but he didn't show up; the next day, the third day, and many days after that, she didn't show up again.
Just say goodbye without even breaking up.
She didn't understand.
Clearly, in the first second, the teenager put the fat and lychee in her palm, and looked back at her when she took the mobile phone out of the door, and her eyes were picturesque; the next second, the detached back after 8 years, said that she did not remember her.
Zhen Yi didn't know how she was comatose. She only knew the pain and couldn't extricate herself, but she was relieved in a moment and fell into a peaceful dream.
She sat up, rubbed her temples, and put all her emotions into her heart. No one smiled: "It's embarrassing to be tired and dizzy after staying up late these days."
"is it?"
Zhen Yi "hmm", facing him, the first time he had nothing to say, looked around: "Right, is anyone calling me?" Her cell phone is not around.
"Yes." He reached out the phone from the pocket of his white coat and handed it to her. "Silent."
"Oh, thanks."
She crossed the phone to read, Bian Qian's missed call, a text message from Cui Fei: "Don't go tomorrow." She regretted that she didn't surrender.
"Speech," Zhen Yi lowered her eyes, not looking at him, "I want to take a little more time, I want to take this lawsuit, it will be the last time. Maybe it's wrong, but I think this matter must be related to Ai Xiaoying's It's about death. When the matter is over, I will definitely go to the police station. "
"Ok."
Zhen Yi got up: "Then I went out to call."
Yange nodded and watched her leave.
In the afternoon sunlight came in, his side face was caught in the light, almost transparent.
It was dangerous to let her fall asleep just now.
When she took the comatose into the rest room, he suddenly had many things to ask her. He knew that at this time, she would tell the truth.
But time passed by one minute and one second, he stared at her sleeping for a quarter of an hour, but in the end he asked nothing.
He was not sure whether the memory was clear in her head.
Strangely enough, 12 years ago, when she broke into his life, the family members investigated her minutiae clearly, but he refused to watch, and did not want to see; 8 years ago, he only started after they separated Pay attention to her past.
On the day of the reunion, he lied, but he never forgot.
Zhen Yi walked up the corridor and called Bian Qian back.
Considering the huge commission fee in Bian Qian's mouth, Zhen Yi has already guessed: "Is the suspect a Qi Mian?"
"Yes, he has been arrested."
Arrested?
The evidence seems conclusive.
Zhen Yi: "Okay, I'll get him a bail pending trial."
"You decided?" Bian Qian was surprised. "You have to think about it. This case is very dangerous. It is the most inhuman scene that the public has seen on the Internet. Be bad.
In the case of Lin Ziyi and Tang Shang, you represent Tang Shang, and the public is on your side; Song Yi killed Lin Ziyi, but everyone sympathized with her and the fans missed her, so you did n’t hurt your reputation. But this time "
Zhen Yi took a breath, and her reputation was the last glory to her: "I understand. No matter what the reason for this murderer, his means is too cruel, and it is not worthy of sympathy or mercy."
Bian Qian reminded: "If Qi Mian is not the murderer, it's good; but if he is, no matter what your ability is, it will be difficult for you to continue in the lawyer's profession in the future."
I can't do it anymore!
However, as long as you are a lawyer,
Zhen Yi thought about the words: "It is not morality but system that restricts me. Even if he is a murderer, does he have the right to speak?"
Received the phone and looked back. Words stood by the door, he just heard what he said.
"Decided?"
"Yeah." Zhen Yi said heartily. "Doctors cannot pick patients, and lawyers cannot pick clients."
"It's really great." There was a careless softness in his tone.
"Aren't you like this? Are you going to die?"
"Look at the mood," he said lightly, without any psychological burden.
"Mood?" She almost smiled. "You still have mood?"
Yan Yan looked at her: "Yes, I also have a mood, but there is no ups and downs."
"Are you in a good mood with me?" She was pervasive.
Not speaking.
In fact, after knowing her, I only knew what mood is.
He started another topic: "If you need help, you can call me."
Zhen Yi suspiciously: "Speech, you really treated me recently, why is it so good?"
She narrowed her mouth.
"It sounds like you don't like it very much," Yan Ge said.
Zhen Yi heard it and grinned: "Then I told you to follow me and act?" Suddenly, she refused. "You can help me judge whether the police or the person lied!"
"Do you treat me as a lie detector machine for walking?" Asked unkindly, but his voice was low.
Walking machine?
"Speech, if you say that, it will make me feel teased by you"
Who exactly teases who?
The words simply ignored her.
He eventually accompanied her to the police station.
The evidence of the police is very sufficient, which is more difficult than Zhen intended.
They met relatives who came to cooperate with the investigation.
Zhen Yi asked Qi Xingyuan: "I want to know what is the worst situation you can bear?"
Qi Xingyuan's face was not good, as if he tried to restrain his emotions: "A Mian would not do such a thing. I pay such a high lawyer fee, which means that I will not accept the death penalty no matter what. My son will not die no matter what."
Zhen Yi: "I will do my best."
Cui Fei looked calmly at the side, and when Qi Xingyuan walked, she took Zhen Yi to the side: "The murderer who killed Ai Xiaoying is all wonderfully dead, we don't need to surrender."
He said again: "It is indeed impossible to accept the death penalty. That is tantamount to arson and murder, which will be a great blow to the reputation of the Qi family."
Zhen Yi suddenly disgusted like swallowing flies.
But Cui Fei said meaningfully: "Zhen Yi, Xing Yuan pays the money, you do it for him."
Zhen Yi vaguely felt wrong.
Qi family, buying her?
Si Guidai and Zhen Yi went to the cubicle to observe the family members' statements before entering, and the door was pushed open:
"Zhen Yi!"
Yin Duo, wearing a casual shirt, generous yet relaxed. He walked in front of Zhen Yi and bowed his head and smiled: "It's really destined to be an opponent this time."
This time he was the prosecutor.
Zhen Yi said excitedly: "I'm looking forward to it."
Words heard the anticipation and excitement in her words, her eyes shifted, her eyes seemed to be shining, her cheeks were lighted up with brilliance, with her inherent confidence, she looked bright and bright.
But looking at Yin Duo.
Inexplicable
He frowned a little, thinking to himself that there must be too many people standing in such a small space, too crowded to make him uncomfortable. Yes, it is like that.
So, the extra people should go out
He glanced at the redundant man calmly, but the latter smiled softly and said to Zhen Yi: "I am looking forward too."
"Zhen Yi, if you encounter any problems, you can ask me for advice."
"thank"
"But I won't enlighten you this time."
"" Zhen Yi was speechless, "Is the senior kidding me?"
"No." Yin Duo laughed. "Seriously, if you feel pressured and afraid of losing, you can talk to me."
"okay"
"But I will not be merciful."
"" Zhen Yi was angry and laughing, but was happy.
Where is the laugh? Yan Yan pursed her lips and moved her gaze quietly.
Si Gui saw that they were "very happy to talk with each other." He took the opportunity to look at the speech, and he stood aside, his expression not showing the mountains. It doesn't matter how you look. Si Gui remembered that Zhen Yi was crying out of control that night, and felt distressed for her.
Zhen Yi stopped chatting, walked to Yan Ge, watched him silently, and made a lip:
"Are you jealous?"
He looked at her, his eyes didn't quite understand.
Instead, she stung a little, and her mouth narrowed: "Just now."
"No." Very short.
"" Zhen Yi said nothing.
Qi Xingyuan was the first to be inquired, with a sad expression. According to him, a marginal company owned by Qi's held a product launch that day, which was not a major event and did not require him to appear. He has been in the company. He repeatedly stated that Qi Mian would not kill, when it came to excitement, he choked a few times.
The police asked Qi Mian's usual personality. He said that he was grumpy and irritable, and he often fought with people.
Next is Cui Fei. She was entertained in the conference hall on the second floor that day, and many people saw her.
Cui Fei's attitude is more casual. After all, Ai Xiaoying's body was found without clues, and now even Qi Miao is dead.
She gave Qi Mian a bad evaluation, and even the dead stepped on it, saying: "Qi Miao is worse than Qi Mian."
The police inadvertently asked Ai Xiaoying, Cui Fei was in deep contemplation.
The police concerned: "Remembered useful clues?"
Cui Fei hesitated: "On the day of my grandfather's birthday feast, I vaguely heard Ai Xiaoying say that seeing her dad and Qi Miao hugging together ... seems to be like this, and has a bad impression.
Zhen Yi raised her eyebrows, this ...
Cui Fei deliberately revealing clues?
Finally, Qi Qinqin was the calmest, saying that she had been in the lobby and had never been to the guest room; and that Dad was going to separate that company to Qi Miao.
The police asked if Qi Mian was jealous and won the company.
"That fringe company is only a fraction, and from the few journalists on the scene, it can be seen that the development prospects are bleak." She was always expressionless and only slightly loosened when she talked about Qi Mian.
"My brother has taken in three stray dogs and raised them well. Such a person will not burn people alive."
When coming out of the cubicle, Zhen Yi vaguely felt that something was wrong, and suddenly heard Qi Qinqin call her: "Lawyer Zhen!"
"Ok?"
Going aside, she lowered her voice: "I want to pay you in the name of Qi Mian."
"But I have collected your dad's money ... do you know what?"
At this moment, somehow a little girl ran out and hit Qi Xingyuan's leg. He squatted down and wiped the little girl's face.
Qi Qinqin looked from afar, and said lightly: "He likes little girls very much."
Zhen Yi thought he didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Qi Qinqin said no more: "I can't see Amian, please worry about him more. If his clothes are dirty, please buy him clean."
"it is good."
Zhen Yi went back to Yange and mumbled: "How do I think they are all weird?"
"Because they are hiding and lying."
At that time, they walked out of the hall.
"You see it?"
"Hmm ..." Before he finished, he answered the phone and had something to do temporarily, he had to leave first.
Si Gui had no intention of turning around, seeing Zhen Yi standing at the gate, looking at the sculpture with perseverance.
There was a thin rain outside. Yange quickly walked down the stone steps and drove off to the parking lot.
Zhen Yi stood on the steps, her eyes always chasing him. The look was not sad, quiet, quiet, rejoicing, Yusi floated on the hair on her face, she didn't even feel it, she watched.
Si Gui stood beside her: "You look at him like this, he never knows and never looks back. Why?"
She felt distressed, "Zhen, forget it. Maybe he is not your cup of tea."
Zhen Yi shook her head.
Can't count.
Although she couldn't figure out why she was so obsessed with him, she only loved him for 12 years.
"Zhen Yi, how do you like him?"
"Safety."
"Safety?"
"Well. I do n’t know why I like him, but I hope he falls in love with me. I work hard and hope he falls in love with me. Because I know that he is the kind of person who will never leave her in love. Fall in love with me and never leave me again. I'm pretty sure. "
"But, how hard it is!"
"No hard work." Zhen Yi smiled, "Because, you just said something wrong."
"wrong?"
"Huh." Zhen Yi looked at the slender back in the drizzle,
"I don't find it hard, because he always knew I stayed in place to watch him, and he would look back every time, every time."
The voice of Si Gui remained stagnant because:
The rain drizzled and the man who walked to the door of the car turned back
Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he did look at Zhen Yi's direction, yes, he stayed still for two or three seconds.
Looking at Zhen Yi again, she stared at him, just like that, pure and single, calm and peaceful, happy.
She is not sad nor hurt, standing still watch, and he, reported her once to look back.
Si Gui has since remembered the smile, happiness, contentment, godliness on Zhen Yi's face at that moment,
At that moment, Zhen Yi's proud and soft voice:
"every time."
In fact, there is something that Zhen Yi will not remember, and his words have long been forgotten. None of them knew that the first time they met each other was not the street side 12 years ago; it was 17 years ago.
The fire in elementary school was a mess in the hospital, and children and parents cried a lot.
Xiao Zhenyi didn't cry, she was lying on the stretcher, very quiet. Because they didn't cry, the medical staff forgot her and left her in the corner. She had blood on her face and wanted to crawl to the doctor herself, but she couldn't move.
Her clothes were torn and the child's flat chest and abdomen were all exposed, cold and painful.
Waves of reporters are taking photos and reporting the fire disaster in real time.
She froze, staring at the camera, ashamed. The small hand grasped hard, but the clothes were torn and could not be covered.
Some people recognized her as the daughter of the hero teacher, more flashes were directed at her, praising the great teacher who gave herself to save her, and asked her if she wanted to be a father or mother, proud or not?
She was ignorant and frightened. She didn't know anything. She only knew that she was barely dressed and was so embarrassed that she wanted to drill a hole.
But at that time, a little boy came over and covered his little navy trench coat over her. She was wrapped up in an instant, only showing her dirty head.
It was a pretty little boy with a clean and handsome face and eyes like the stars in the sky. He didn't smile, didn't speak, didn't even stay, and turned away.
At a glance, she had no time to remember his face.
Did not remember.
But 5 years later, she pulled out a baseball bat to repel a group of gangsters, turned around and saw a young boy as beautiful as the breeze.
At that moment, somehow, unpredictable and unexplainable, she fell in love with him at first sight.
Want to be with him for a lifetime.
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