Chapter 101 He Meiyu
◎You are good, it's not your fault.◎
Zhao Xiangwan's words successfully tore apart the calm disguise of Shengzai.
His nostrils flared, his breathing became heavy and rapid, his eyes widened, staring at Zhao Xiangwan, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Shut up, shut up..."
Finally, his voice seemed to finally break through the barrier and suddenly became louder: "Stop talking! Don't talk--"
Sheng Zaizhong's mournful voice echoed in the interrogation room, and Zhu Feipeng shouted, "Stop making loud noises, and be quiet!"
Sheng Zaizhong ignored him completely, yelled and shouted, and finally turned into sobbing.
"Even though I'm not his biological child, I've called him dad for 23 years. How can he be so partial? Xiaotian's farts smell good, but what about me? He refused to even eat a bite of cake on my birthday."
"Sheng Chenghao keeps every bit of Xiaotian's progress in mind. You can see that the study is the place he values the most. In the display cabinets in the study, there are only honors and photos of him and Xiaotian, but not even a trace of me and my mother!"
"How can you do this? If you don't treat me as your son, why not divorce my mother and give her some money so that she can take me away? Why do you have to humiliate me like this? He beats my mother and scolds me. This is revenge and abuse. Do you understand?"
"He is a psychopath. Don't think Sheng Chenghao is a good person! Although he is well educated, capable and has a good vision, he is a psychopath. He obviously hates my mother for deceiving me, and he obviously hates my face that doesn't look like him at all, but he won't let go. He just wants to torture us. I've had enough!"
Sheng Chenghao is dead, and the members of the serious crime team don't know what he is thinking. Whether he is a good person or a bad person, no one else can judge him.
What the police can do is to find the real murderer, find evidence, and let the law impose sanctions.
Zhao Xiangwan's emotions were not affected by Sheng Zaizhong: "You are an adult, you have the ability to live independently. If you want, you can leave Haotian, work part-time or start a business, you can support yourself anywhere, why don't you leave? You think he is torturing you, why don't you leave?"
Sheng Zaizhong lowered his head and his shoulders slumped, "You don't understand. My mother and I are both wastes kept in captivity by Sheng Chenghao. We eat his food, drink his drinks, and use his things. We no longer know how to resist. Only by obeying him and pleasing him can we survive."
Zhao Xiangwan stared at Sheng Zaizhong's lowered head, and a chill rose on his back.
If what Sheng Zaizhong said is true, then Sheng Chenghao is really terrible. He has a controlling personality, abused his wife for many years, and deliberately abandoned his adopted son to highlight the excellence of his biological son.
After living in such an environment for a long time, Sheng Zai Zhong's personality became dark and distorted.
If Sheng Chenghao really treated his wife and adopted son well, perhaps his death would be worthy of sympathy, but is this really the case?
No wonder Luo Danfeng said that Xiaotian was the only good person in the Sheng family.
Sheng Zaizhong was stimulated by Zhao Xiangwan's words and became more talkative: "Do you think I don't want to leave? I have tried. I studied hotel management and I wanted to find a job in a hotel, but Sheng Chenghao disagreed. He beat my mother and blamed her for not educating me well and for not helping even though we had a company at home. So you see, I can only get real freedom if I kill him."
At this moment, Zhao Xiangwan finally understood one thing: In this world, the only things that cannot be looked directly at are the sun and the human heart.
She always thought that she could understand people's hearts and see through everything, but the complexity of this case was far beyond her imagination. The people involved in the case had unpredictable and changeable human nature, which was hard to understand.
She angrily denounced Sheng Zai Zhong as an ungrateful coward, but she didn't know what Sheng Chenghao had done to Sheng Zai Zhong; she despised Xie Xianyun for her selfishness, but she didn't know what Xie Xianyun had experienced.
Never underestimate the evil in people's hearts, never ignore the variability of human nature, and never become arrogant because of the existence of mind-reading.
——This is the advice Zhao Xiangwan has given himself while investigating this case.
Sheng Zaizhong became more and more excited as he spoke: "It was all his fault, it was all their fault! My father was killed by them, they owe me, they owe me!"
Thinking of the past events he had heard from Xie Xianyun's inner voice, Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and asked, "Who killed your father? Who owed you money?"
Sheng Zaizhong knew that if he confessed his guilt today, he would be dead. He had a lot to say and wanted to tell someone.
Hearing Zhao Xiangwan's question, Sheng Zaizhong looked up at her, his eyes red with an inexplicable excitement: "Let me meet my mother, and after I find out my life story, I will tell you everything."
Gao Guangqiang pondered for a moment and agreed to his request.
Xie Xianyun walked into the interrogation room and saw a man wearing handcuffs and sitting in an iron chair, being closely guarded by public security officers. Tears could not stop flowing down his cheeks as he sat behind an iron fence: "Xiao Zhong..."
Sheng Zaizhong pulled the corner of his mouth with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Mom, you told the police that I killed Sheng Chenghao?" Since his life experience was no longer a secret, Sheng Zaizhong was too lazy to pretend to be a loving father and a filial son, and began to call him by his name.
Xie Xianyun covered her mouth with her hands and said with a sob, "I'm sorry, Xiaozhong, I didn't mean to do that either." She felt guilty and sad, and her heart was very complicated.
Sheng Zaizhong sneered, "When you watched my father being shot, did you also look like you do now, crying and shaking your head, saying, 'I'm sorry, Jing Xiao, I didn't want to do that either?'"
Xie Xianyun was hurt by her son's words. She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe and began to gasp for breath.
Zhao Xiangwan skillfully picked up the spray that had been prepared long ago and sprayed it into her mouth twice.
Xie Xianyun finally came to his senses.
With tears on her face, she looked at her son sadly: "Xiaozhong, where did you hear these words from? I, I have never told anyone that your father is not Sheng Chenghao, but..."
This was the biggest secret in Xie Xianyun's heart. She didn't tell it even when Sheng Chenghao repeatedly questioned her. She only said that she was raped and she didn't even know who the other party was. She wanted to completely forget the past and didn't want to think about it.
Sheng Zaizhong suddenly laughed, revealing his little canine tooth: "Mom, do you still remember this canine tooth? My biological father has this little canine tooth, right? You and him have been eating together, practicing together, and singing together since you were twelve years old. You obviously have a deep relationship and are childhood sweethearts. Why are you so anxious to distance yourself from him when something happened? Do you have to force him to the brink of death?"
Xie Xianyun's face suddenly turned pale.
Her body began to tremble, and even Zhu Feipeng, who was sitting next to her, couldn't bear to watch it anymore: "Ms. Xie, do you want to take a rest?"
Xie Xianyun looked at Sheng Zaizhong steadily. This was the son she had carried for ten months and given birth to with all her strength. This was the source of motivation that allowed her to grit her teeth and hold on even when Sheng Chenghao beat her. Why was he protecting Jing Xiao like this?
What did Jing Xiao do for Sheng Zai Zhong? Besides contributing a tadpole, what else did he do?
Sheng Zaizhong had never even met him, so why was he speaking for him?
Could this be the power of blood?
Xie Xianyun slowly raised her hands, trembling as she placed them on the table, then used the force to stand up: "Xiaozhong, are you blaming me? Blaming me for not being able to endure after being raped, and then pretending to be fine and marrying the rapist? What's wrong with being childhood sweethearts? What's wrong with having a deep relationship? Can he ignore my wishes and force me to have a relationship? I'm your mother! I'm the one who gave birth to you, raised you, loved you, and almost took the blame for you, and was willing to sacrifice your brother to cover up your crime!"
Xie Xianyun's voice went from being as soft as a mosquito's hum at the beginning to becoming hoarse later, and coupled with her pale, tear-stained face, every police officer present was moved.
But Sheng Zaizhong's reaction left everyone dumbfounded.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
He suddenly threw his head back and laughed.
"Mom, stop lying to yourself. It was obvious that you and Jing Xiao were deeply in love and couldn't extricate yourself. You were caught red-handed in the backstage collusion. In order to clear yourself, you lied and said that it was Jing Xiao who raped you. After that, you pushed your lover to the gallows. Do you feel guilty? Do you feel uncomfortable? It hurts like your heart is being cut out, right? That's why you got sick, that's why you got that social phobia. That's your karma, you deserve it!"
Xie Xianyun never thought that her eldest son whom she had loved for 23 years would say this to her. Her legs went limp and she could no longer support herself. She sat down. She looked like she had lost her soul and her eyes were dull.
[How could he know? I have even lied to myself about this matter before, how could he know?]
Zhao Xiangwan looked at Xie Xianyun in disbelief.
——She even deceived herself in the past?
Mind reading is most afraid of encountering such a situation. If Xie Xianyun deceived even himself in the past, processed, sorted, and cut off the past, then the voice that Zhao Xiangwan heard was fake!
If Sheng Zaizhong hadn't exposed it, Zhao Xiangwan would have really thought that Xie Xianyun was a poor woman who gave birth to a child after being raped.
Now that I think about it, Zhao Xiangwan actually felt a little bit offended when he heard Xie Xianyun's thoughts.
How could a child born after being raped be cherished like a treasure? Even if she felt guilty about Jing Xiao's death, she would not love him so much that she would be willing to take the blame for him, unless... Xie Xianyun loved Jing Xiao very, very much.
Sheng Zaizhong laughed exaggeratedly, but his eyes were filled with sadness: "Look, you all think she is pitiful, right? But do you know? She was only 20 years old, and she killed her childhood sweetheart, my biological father."
謝纖雲的後背漸漸挺直，眼中多了一絲說不清道不明的寒意：“你從哪裏知道這些？”
盛載中道：“你以為這段往事只有你知道？從去年聽到你和盛承昊吵架，知道了自己不是盛承昊親生兒子之後，我就一直在探聽，到底我的親生父親是誰。您還記得去年我曾經獨自旅游過一段時間嗎？我回到了你的老家，找到了當年縣城花鼓戲劇團的老人，一個阿姨看到我就哭了。
她給我看了當年你們的照片，我看到了荊霄的模樣。我的親生父親，雖然個子不高，但眼睛亮晶晶、身板筆筆直，是個非常俊俏的小夥子。他和你戀愛偷嘗禁果，有什麽錯呢？你大大方方承認，和他結婚不行嗎？為什麽要告他強.奸？！”
往事被戳穿，謝纖雲沒有再掩飾。
“你以為，我只要承認和荊霄在談戀愛就會沒事？你根本不懂那個時代！如果我那樣說，我們倆都會打上流氓的烙印，會被剃光頭發游街，我的臉面、我的人生将會被毀掉。是荊霄主動承認的，是他為了保護我，主動說是他強.暴，只有這樣，我們倆才能保存一個下來。只是，我沒有想到強.奸犯的判決會那麽嚴！我眼睜睜看着他被綁卡車，眼睜睜看着他用口型對我說了一聲：愛你，眼睜睜看着他沖我笑，我的心……從此就缺了一大塊。如果不是因為懷了你，我也想去死的。”
字字含淚，情真意切。
盛載中卻并沒有被感動：“你總是這樣！是，所有事情都是別人願意，你什麽也不懂，什麽也不知道。裝出一幅柔弱可憐的模樣，讓愛你的人當惡人，你卻哭哭啼啼地裝成受害者。讓荊霄承擔一切是這樣，讓你爸替你向盛承昊下跪求饒是這樣，讓小天替你頂罪也是這樣！”
謝纖雲感覺自己的臉面被兒子剝了個一幹二淨，冷嗖嗖的，很痛。
【我沒有裝，我沒有裝！本來我就是害怕，我只是害怕。荊霄愛我，寧可被槍斃也不願意說出我們兩情相悅，我那個時候才二十歲，什麽也不懂。我爸愛我，看盛承昊知道真相只能下跪求情，我那個時候懷着小天，不能下跪不能激動。小天愛我，他剛剛失去父親，不願意再失去母親，他是未成年人罪不致死，我有哮喘要是坐牢會死的。我錯了嗎？我沒有做錯啊……】
這個自私透頂的女人，終于坦露心聲，讓趙向晚大開眼界。
世界之大，無奇不有。
遇到困難，自己縮在一邊，等待愛她的人主動站出來為她排憂解難，不管這些人是否會丢掉性命、是否會丢棄尊嚴，在她看來這都是人家自願的，和她沒有關系。享受着被保護、被關愛的她，一點一點地蠶食着身邊親人的能量，而她，永遠是那個柔弱的、可憐的女人。
這一刻，趙向晚無比佩服洛丹楓的眼光。
——沒人在身邊的時候，她行事利落、身形矯健、眼神狠厲。
換而言之，謝纖雲人前柔弱，人後狠辣，完全是兩幅面孔。
謝纖雲從來沒有想到，順風順水了一輩子，竟然是她最愛的兒子，毫不容情地揭穿了她最真實的一面。
她閉了閉眼睛，沒有再僞裝，淡淡道：“可是，你在我的保護之下，享受了二十三年。這一點，你認不認？”
“你六歲之前，盛承昊根本不知道你不是他親生的，帶着你一起讀書、一起做游戲，你跟在他屁股後頭天天喊爸爸的時候，怎麽不罵我？
78年盛承昊考進華夏科學院讀研究生，把我們母子三人接到京都，你從一個鄉裏娃娃，一下子成為城裏人，上最好的小學、初中、中專，那個時候，你怎麽不罵我？
盛承昊創業成功，日子越過越好，他帶着你應酬，手把手教你怎麽管理人才，怎麽運營公司，公司上下見到你，哪一個不尊你敬你？那個時候，你怎麽不罵我？”
謝纖雲冷笑一聲：“一邊享受我的無恥所帶來的好處，一邊指責我自私、僞裝，盛載中，你可真是我的好兒子！”
盛載中的臉部肌肉抽搐了一下，嘲諷之意卻絲毫不減：“這不是和你學的嗎？我親愛的媽媽。你看，我殺了盛承昊，只要裝作害怕的樣子，你就跳出來要為我頂罪；只可惜啊，你沒有荊霄那麽偉大，你不願意放棄自己的性命來維護我。
如果你能有我親生父親一半的良心，你就會安心認罪。砸一下，和砸兩下、三下有什麽區別，你吓壞了，你不知道自己做了些什麽，這還要人教嗎？有家暴記錄，有報警記錄，有醫院傷情報告，你罪不致死，我也會想辦法讓你在監獄裏過得舒舒服服。
小天知道是你殺了父親，一定會原諒你，也會與我一起齊心協力發展公司。再也不會有人質疑我的身份，小天這個傻子會成為我公司最得力的技術骨幹，心甘情願為我賣命，多好啊。”
盛載中的眼中噴射出憤怒、責備、鄙視的火焰：“可是，這一切都被你毀了！”
他怒視母親，大聲叫了起來：“你為什麽要把我供出來？為什麽？小天頂罪頂不了，那就你認下罪名，不好嗎？”
他突然打了一個寒顫，仿佛見到一條隐藏在黑暗中的毒蛇，聲音也變得結結巴巴起來：“你，你……”
你，你了半天，盛載中道：“難道，難道我殺盛承昊，也在你的算計之中？你早就恨他恨得要命吧？所以你巴不得他死掉。可是你不敢親自動手，所以裝作可憐的模樣，又故意透露我的身世，就是想讓我動手吧？”
謝纖雲拼命搖頭：“不不不，我沒有想過。”
盛載中卻已經認定是謝纖雲下的手，将身體往後一靠，笑容陰冷：“你放心，你會有報應的。我會把這一切告訴小天，讓他徹底明白你的真實嘴臉。”
謝纖雲身體如篩糠：“小中，我真的沒有，我根本沒有想過你會動手殺掉盛承昊。是！我恨盛承昊，他每打我一次，我就多恨他一次。他事業越做越大，可是對我的态度越來越差。縱使我欺騙了他，算計了他，那又怎樣呢？我生下了小天，我用心為他打理家務，做飯洗衣帶孩子，哪一樣他操過一分心？我為他穩住後方，這才讓他沒有後顧之憂地闖事業。只是一次錯誤，難道要用我的一生來還？可是……即使是這樣，我也沒有想過要殺了他，更沒想過要讓你去殺他。”
只可惜，無論謝纖雲再說什麽，已經認定是她算計的盛載中不願意再聽她說話，他冷着臉對高廣強說：“高警官，我認罪，讓她走吧，以後，永遠，我都不會再見她。”
謝纖雲的淚水奪眶而出：“我，我是你的媽媽——”
盛載中冷冷道：“即使是死，我也不會原諒你。你害死荊霄，現在又算計我，我們父子倆一起栽在你手裏，你夠狠！活着吧，你繼續活着吧，帶着愧疚、帶着悔恨，孤獨地過完你這無恥、自私的一生吧。”
盛載中轉過臉，不再理睬謝纖雲。
那絕然的态度，刺傷了謝纖雲的心。
她一步步往審訊室門口走去，可是卻一步一回頭。那是她養育、關愛了二十三年的兒子啊，哪怕她指認他殺人，也應該原諒她的，是不是？
盛載中說出了積壓在內心的話，心願已了，痛痛快快認了罪。
盛載天無罪釋放，整個人有點懞。
他與哥哥見了面，了解到事情的全過程之後，沉默了很久。這個才十七歲的少年，一夜之間長大。
過來接他的謝纖雲哀怨哭泣，盛載天并沒有像往常一樣摟過她的肩膀安慰，而是像看陌生人一樣審視着她。
盛載天的态度禮貌而克制：“媽，我爸已經走了，你也得到了想要的自由。別墅我會留給你，至于公司……我打算賣掉。”
“賣掉？”
謝纖雲驚叫起來：“為什麽要賣掉？讓你舅舅他們繼續打理，等你大學畢業之後你就能接手，為什麽要賣掉？我聽你爸說過，未來我們國家計算機行業還會有很大的發展呢。你爸雖然不在了，但你還在啊，咱們家日子會越來越好。”
盛載天看了母親一眼：“抱歉，我已經決定。”
盛載天只是單純，并不是傻。
母親能夠放任他自首認罪，這就說明她根本不在乎他。
——明明是哥哥殺了父親，她卻說是她殺的，還穿着血衣、抱着肩膀坐在床上哭泣。通過這樣的方式，引得他心軟，願意為母親放棄光明未來的前途。
這樣的母愛，他要不起。
說完，盛載天毫不猶豫轉身離開，在心裏默默說了一句：我為你自首，心甘情願替你頂罪，這……就是我對你的愛。
陽光燦爛的六月，天空澄澈無比。
站在市局門口，趙向晚看着盛載天遠去的背影，心情終于愉快了起來。
這個少年，善良勇敢、敢做敢當，擺脫家庭的束縛，他将走得很遠很遠。
——不枉我為你奔走一場。
謝纖雲看到趙向晚，像見了親人一樣撲過來，想要抓住她的胳膊，從她那裏汲取能量。
趙向晚迅速後退一步，警惕地看着她。
謝纖雲被她的目光燙傷，哭泣起來：“趙警官，是你勸我的呀，趨利避害是人類的本性，我這樣做，難道錯了嗎？為什麽小中、小天他們都不要我了？”
趙向晚淡淡道：“謝女士，你可能忘記了，這個世界除了利字之外，還有禮義廉恥、孝悌忠信吧？”
說罷，踏着晚霞，趙向晚走出市局，回到自己溫馨的小窩。
一進屋，就聞到飯菜的香味。
季昭系着圍裙，在廚房忙碌着。
“呲呲”爆鍋的聲音，混雜着“嗡嗡”排風扇的聲音。
季昭略顯笨拙的動作、高挑的側影顯得格外誘人。
趙向晚靠在廚房門邊，靜靜地看着炒菜的季昭。
廚房悶熱，煙火缭繞之中，季昭白皙的臉上挂着幾滴汗珠，自額角緩緩滑落，經過顴骨、臉頰，一直到漂亮的下颌。
季昭盛出西紅柿炒蛋，轉頭看到趙向晚，展顏一笑。
這一笑，那汗珠便掉落下來。
畫面太美，美到可以治愈一切負面情緒。
趙向晚走近，伸出手環抱住季昭的腰，偏過臉貼在他的後背，沒有說話。
季昭感覺到了趙向晚的情緒變化，擡手關上排氣扇，嗡嗡聲頓時停止，廚房變得安靜下來。
【下班了？我做了西紅柿炒蛋，還有虎皮青椒，都是你喜歡吃的。】
趙向晚嘴角微微上揚，“嗯”了一聲。
季昭的腰很細，背很平，微彎時那肌肉的力量感隔着衣服也能感受到，抱起來手感很好，她舍不得松手。
季昭轉過身來，環抱住趙向晚，低頭在她額角輕輕印上一個吻。
【怎麽了？不開心？】
趙向晚擡起頭來，扁了扁嘴：“有一點。剛剛破了一個案子，可是這個案子裏，除了一個十七歲的少年單純無辜外，其餘三個都不是什麽好人。”
季昭再将腰扭過來一點，雙手抱住趙向晚，與她臉對着臉，認真看着她的表情，有些心疼地撫了撫她的臉頰。
【你幫助了好人是不是？】
趙向晚點點頭：“那當然。”
季昭微微一笑，低下頭吻上她的唇。
這一吻旖旎而溫柔，許久不見的畫面再一次在腦海中展開。
春風拂來，綠色如茵的草地上，一朵、兩朵、三朵……各色鮮花次第開放，顫巍巍的花瓣綻開，黃色的花蕊在陽光下閃着金光。雲雀在枝頭歡唱，仿佛在叫：愛呀、愛呀、愛呀……
唇瓣壓來，趙向晚的唇角一直勾着。每次和季昭親密的時候，這個久違的內心世界畫面就出現，就有一種“有聲有色”的感覺。
“咕嚕……咕嚕”
趙向晚的肚子開始喊餓，季昭聽到這個聲音，直起腰來，松開趙向晚，轉身端出兩盤菜。
【餓了吧？吃飯吃飯。】
趙向晚盛了兩碗飯，兩人坐在餐桌旁。
因為趙向晚開始上班，季昭被父親和奶奶拉到廚房緊急培訓、現場教學，學會了幾道家常菜。
包括但不限于西紅柿炒蛋、虎皮青椒、蒜蓉菜心、香菇肉片、青椒炒肉……
趙向晚是農家孩子，從六歲開始站竈臺、炒菜做飯、喂豬種菜，無一不會。沒想到現在當上警察之後，過上了飯來張口的日子，心中溫暖。
西紅柿用開水燙過，剝了皮，炒得軟爛，微酸，汁水濃，特別下飯。再加上鄉土氣息滿滿的虎皮青椒，趙向晚一口氣吃了兩碗米飯。
季昭看趙向晚吃得開心，嘴角含笑看着她。
【好吃嗎？】
趙向晚的一雙鳳眼，因為滿足而微微眯起，沒了審訊時的威嚴，看上去稚氣十足。她點點頭：“非常好吃，昭昭你這做菜的手藝，越來越厲害了。”
昭昭，這個名字趙向晚非常喜歡。
昭昭，明亮，光明。
天理昭昭，老天能主持公道，善惡報應分明。
多麽美好的願望。
趙向晚這一聲“昭昭”，讓季昭的臉頰微霞。他很喜歡趙向晚這麽親密地稱呼他，可是又有點不好意思。
【晚晚，你喜歡的話，我以後都做給你吃。】
趙向晚微笑：“你讓司機送你來的？”
季昭老老實實點頭。
趙向晚道：“你怎麽和他溝通？”
季昭從口袋取出一個巴掌大小的本子，上面寫着幾個漂亮的字：“去晚晚家。”
現在的季昭，在趙向晚的耐心引導之下，雖然還是不能說話，但已經可以用簡單的文字與旁人溝通，這樣一來，交流便變得輕松起來。
他與趙向晚溝通沒有障礙，現在他與外人溝通也有了途徑，這讓季昭的家人欣喜若狂——這代表，季昭已經走出自閉狀态，與正常失語者沒有兩樣。
趙向晚笑了：“挺好的，你今晚還回去嗎？”
【不回去，可以嗎？】
季昭可憐巴巴地看着她。
“叮鈴鈴……”電話響起。
趙向晚走過去接起來，電話那頭是周芳溪：“向晚啊，季昭是不是在你那裏？”
趙向晚道：“是的，他正吃飯呢。”
周芳溪快言快語：“就讓他在你那住一晚上，明天早上我讓司機來接，對了，要不要把阿姨送過來做衛生？”
趙向晚想了想：“好。”
她平時工作忙，的确沒有時間做衛生，有人幫忙也省點心。
安排好之後，周芳溪挂了電話，季昭聽到了她們的對話，知道趙向晚同意了讓他住在書房，喜得美滋滋的。
趙向晚買了個兩室一廳，屋子小了點兒，一間主卧、一間書房，書房裏有一張折疊床，是為季昭準備的。
季錦茂有心要為她買套大房子，卻被趙向晚拒絕。
雖然她的确打算與季昭結婚，但在婚前她想憑自己的力量買房。
不管怎樣，季家是季家的，她是她的。
兩人吃完飯，趙向晚負責洗碗，季昭則高高興興從衣櫃裏取出床上用品，鋪在書房折疊床上，兩人雖然隔着一堵牆，但同在一套房裏，睡覺前能夠說很多很多話，季昭非常滿足。
趙向晚系着圍裙在廚房裏收拾，這種體力勞動讓人能夠放下繁複的思想，清空大腦。所以說，勞動改造思想，真沒說錯。
季昭收拾好書房之後，站在廚房門邊看着她，眼睛裏滿是笑容。
【要幫忙嗎？】
趙向晚微笑：“不用，我很快就洗完，清理一下竈臺就出來，我倆一邊看電視一邊說話。”
季昭最喜歡和趙向晚說話，因為他不用費神、不必寫字，只需要想一想，就能讓趙向晚聽到，準确地回應他。
【你剛才說，除了一個是好人，其餘三個都是壞人，有多壞？】
趙向晚取下圍裙挂在門後，擦拭幹淨雙手，坐在客廳雙人沙發裏，接過季昭遞過來的熱茶，拍拍身邊位置，示意季昭坐過來。
季昭坐在她身邊，怕碰到茶杯，動作很輕柔。
趙向晚喝了一口茶，将茶杯放到茶幾，依偎進他懷裏，調整了一個舒服的坐姿，這才開口說話。
“一個被殺的是父親，控制欲很強，家暴妻子，對兩個兒子态度完全不同。一個疼愛呵護，另一個苛責謾罵。”
【壞人！】
“兇手是大兒子，不思半點養育之恩，故意激怒父親，殘忍殺害，哄母親為他頂罪，再引誘弟弟自首，一箭雙雕，企圖将公司占為已有。”
【嗯，壞人。】
“其中的誘因，是妻子。她假裝柔弱，一遇到困難的事情，便讓愛她的人出頭。初戀被槍斃，丈夫被殺害，大兒子關進監獄，小兒子棄她而去，最後落得個孑然一身。”
【惡有惡報，活該。】
客廳的燈光很柔和，白色镂空紗簾随風飄動，季昭專注地傾聽，有問有答，氛圍很溫馨。
趙向晚整個人都放松下來，懶洋洋地說：“昭昭，我現在越來越覺得，人心真的好複雜。有的人看着可憐，可是做出來的事情卻讓人恨得牙癢癢。有的人看着可恨，可是也許他經歷過很多痛苦的折磨。”
季昭伸出左手攬過她的肩，将她抱在懷裏，手指一點一點地撫弄着她的頭發。
【人心複雜，那就化繁為簡，就事論事。】
【不用管他們的曾經、過往，只看眼下。】
趙向晚擡起頭，與他四目相對，眼中閃着喜悅的光芒：“你說得對！是我想多了。管他以前是怎樣的，咱們警察擺事實、講證據，破案就行。誰犯的罪，那就誰去承擔責任，誰去接受法律制裁。”
趙向晚的眸子亮亮的，勾得季昭心裏麻酥酥的。
兩人窩在沙發裏膩歪了一陣，忽然聽到有人敲門。
“篤、篤、篤！”
還夾雜着呼喚聲：“向晚，向晚，在家嗎？”
趙向晚目光一閃，何明玉，她怎麽來了？
Since Zhao Xiangwan suggested that everyone buy a house, everyone in the serious crime team has been thinking about it and has been buying houses in Jinyuan Community one after another. Zhu Feipeng has money and acted the fastest, and immediately bought a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment in Zhao Xiangwan's building.
However, he was a little slow in his action. Only the first floor of Zhao Xiangwan's building was left unsold, so he chose the first floor. It happened that He Mingyu had a big belly and it was not convenient for her to climb the stairs. There was a small yard at the south gate of the first floor where she could plant some flowers and plants. He Mingyu liked it very much.
Zhao Xiangwan stood up, tidied his hair and the collar of his clothes, and then opened the door.
He Mingyu was pregnant, but she relaxed when she saw Zhao Xiangwan's expression. She turned around and pointed at the strange woman she brought with her and introduced her: "Xiangwan, this is my elder sister He Meiyu. She has encountered some difficulties recently and wants to hear your advice."
If you look closely, He Meiyu and He Mingyu have similar features, with round faces, long eyebrows, almond eyes, and a friendly smile. The difference is that He Meiyu is over 30, has big wavy hair, is a little fat, and looks much more mature than He Mingyu.
Zhao Xiangwan led them in. Ji Zhao stood up from the sofa and nodded at He Mingyu.
"Ah, Ji Zhao is here too." He Mingyu glanced at Zhao Xiangwan a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to interrupt your love affair."
When He Meiyu saw Ji Zhao, she was stunned for a second. After being pushed by He Mingyu, she came back to her senses: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It turns out that you are the genius criminal portrait artist Ji Zhao that my sister always mentioned. You are really good-looking."
Ji Zhao didn't even look at He Meiyu. He walked into the study and closed the door.
He Meiyu thought Ji Zhao was expressing his dissatisfaction, and said apologetically: "Did I make him unhappy?"
Zhao Xiangwan poured a cup of tea and handed it to the He sisters, smiling and saying, "It's okay, he doesn't like to talk to outsiders. Besides, we women are more comfortable talking when he's not around, right?"
Zhao Xiangwan could tell without using mind reading. He Mingyu brought He Meiyu upstairs alone, and Zhu Feipeng did not follow them. It was obvious that they were going to talk about some topics that were only suitable for women to discuss.
He Meiyu sat down and slapped her thigh: "No wonder my sister said you are considerate, it's true! Every word she said touched my heart."
He Mingyu sat next to her elder sister and looked at her: "Elder sister, should I speak or should you speak?"
He Meiyu gritted her teeth and said, "Zhao Xiangwan, you are Mingyu's friend, I don't treat you as an outsider. Although it is a scandal of my family, I really want to hear your opinion. Mingyu said that you understand people's hearts and human nature. You have solved many major cases and unsolved cases. You must have a way to solve this little thing in our family."
Zhao Xiangwan looked at He Meiyu and asked, "Is your husband cheating on you?"
He Meiyu was stunned, her eyes reddened, and she turned to look at He Mingyu: "You, why are you telling everyone about this..."
He Mingyu's eyes widened in astonishment: "I swear to God, I didn't say a word."
Zhao Xiangwan interrupted the conversation between the two sisters: "Sister He, you just said that it was the scandal of that person in your family. This information has revealed enough. Who else could that person be? This matter is related to your husband. Judging from your and Mingyu's expressions, you don't look sad, which means that the person is still alive. You also said that it was a little bit of trouble at home, a little thing, which means it has nothing to do with your husband's career, it should be an emotional entanglement. To sum up, I judged that your husband was cheating, is it right or wrong?"
In fact, there is more information, but Zhao Xiangwan just can't bear to say it out.
For women in their thirties, whose children are probably still young, the most likely problem in family relationships, which made He Meiyu so anxious that she had to seek help from her sister's colleagues, is mostly her husband's emotional transfer, that is, cheating.
After seeing Zhang Shiyong, Zhao Qingyun, and Wang Qiankun cheat on their wives, Zhao Xiangwan has always been skeptical about the loyalty of men in marriage.
The pain in He Meiyu's heart was exposed by Zhao Xiangwan. Her eyes were red and she couldn't hold back her tears. She lowered her head, raised her hands to press down her eyes, tried to control her tears, and said with a forced smile: "Zhao Xiangwan, I'm sorry, I don't want to cry. It's just that he and I are first love. We have lived together for ten years from nothing to something. Suddenly encountering such a thing, it's really, really..."
After thinking for a long time, He Meiyu didn't know how to describe her feelings.
Are you scared? Yes, I am. I am scared of the unknown life and the fact that he will abandon this family.
Very sad? Yes, he was. He had forgotten his first love and the love they had shared. Although he still went home, his heart was no longer in the right place.
Angry? Yes, she was. She hated him for promising her that he would love her alone for the rest of his life, even if she got older and uglier. But ten years later, he had forgotten his promise and told another girl what he had promised.
What is more, is the fear, humility and helplessness after the self-confidence has been destroyed.
Although they were in the same room, he didn't have her in his heart or eyes. He treated her as air and was unwilling to be intimate with her. Even if they slept in the same bed, even if she took the initiative to hug him, he would turn around and say coldly: I'm tired.
Such neglect and indifference made He Meiyu feel that she was ugly, dirty, shameful and good for nothing.
He Meiyu didn't know where to start, but Zhao Xiangwan heard everything she was thinking. Zhao Xiangwan took the initiative to reach out and patted her arm, saying softly: "You are very good, it's not your fault."