The Taming of the Ruffian Hero - Chapter 230
Chapter 230 (It’s Like A Dream) Where Should I Go?
Chen Yuanxi watched the videos attentively on the bed.
Chen Yuanxi watched the first video. A gentle man gently bent over to put the clothes on the boy’s quilt who was lying on the bed. The boy turned over in a daze, and put his arms around the man’s neck with a happy smile on his face. The man kept the posture of leaning down for fear of waking up the boy on the bed until the boy’s hands slipped, and fell outside the quilt. Then the man held the boy’s hands, put them in the quilt, and tightly held him in the quilt. He lowered his head, and whispered something. After a while, the man got into the quilt, hugged the boy from behind, and his face was close to the boy’s back…
At that time, Chen Yuanxi could smell a strange smell in the room. Even the forensic said it was estrus-spurred medicine. At that time, how could Zhang Dong restrain himself and protect Chen Yuanxi? How could he guarantee that Chen Yuanxi and he could safely leave under the pressure of Mo Qian.
Chen Yuanxi felt as if Zhang Dong’s cold kiss was on his forehead. He looked up as if Zhang Dong was looking at him tenderly at any time and in any place
“What a brilliant editing!” Chen Yuanxi had never doubted it!
So he had been asking Zhang Dong to do all those things that people laugh at all the time.
So he, just because of a bad mood, often kept him awake several nights to torture him.
So, at the critical moment, regardless of his safety, he let him catch Luo Yang.
So he persuaded him to turn himself in as soon as possible.
“How much sincere I put in that pair of rings?”
Chen Yuanxi sighed deeply.
Then it was the second video that might have been recorded by a mobile phone. It was not clear and someone in the video muttered, “Maim him! Let’s see how can he be arrogant in the future.” The camera moved slowly and a few people were surrounding Zhang Dong. One of them was Mo Qian, and another was Luo Yang. They all wore thick clothes. It was the winter of a certain year. Zhang Dong’s hands were tied to the cross, and his feet were immersed in the water, where there seemed to be some ice. He was stripped of his coat, and there were striking wounds caused by being whipped on his arms and chest, some of which were already bloodstained. Zhang Dong bit his teeth and said nothing.
“The day I saw Zhang Dong was the time when he was forced to start… he ran because he saw me…”
He barely saw the third video.
This should be a surveillance video in the hospital. “Oh my god, it’s Zhao Mingjiang!” Chen Yuanxi’s hands couldn’t help shivering. At that time, Zhao Mingjiang was still alive and lying quietly in the hospital bed.
Zhao Mingjiang was Zhao Yuan’s father. “Why does Mo Qian have this surveillance?” Chen Yuanxi remembered that at that time, the provincial police could not find the monitoring record about the hospital ward no matter what they had done. It was the invisible treatment the felons could have when they were released on bail for medical service. Few people knew about it. It also meant that Mo Qian should have all of the videos which recorded Zhao Yuan’s and Zheng Zihuan’s care to Zhao Mingjiang!
Chen Yuanxi sighed gently and looked at the surveillance video carefully. Zhao Mingjiang was lying down quietly, knowing nothing. Maybe he was wondering when his illness would be completely controlled, and when he would share the happiness with Zhao Yuan. Maybe he was still thinking about finding his missing wife.
But it was too late. A masked man came in. Chen Yuanxi knew that this video recorded what had happened on the last night before Zhao Mingjiang’s death.
For some reason, Zheng Zihuan had fallen asleep.
The door was opened.
A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the crack of the door. Then, a slingshot accurately knocked down the red pipe, which had been loosened in advance.
Then the hands were taken back, and the door was gently closed.
But those hands were not Zhang Dong’s! Zhang Dong was tall and big, and his hands were wide. But the evil hands were obviously bony…
After a long time, Chen Yuanxi saw that the ward was opened again, and he saw that the one wearing a hat was Zhang Dong. Zhang Dong hesitated for a long time in the ward, and tested Zhao Mingjiang’s breath and his pulse. Suddenly, he fell on his knees, and kowtowed three times to Zhao Mingjiang. After that, Zhang Dong checked the alarm again, stood still for a while, connected the wire of the alarm, bowed to Zhao Mingjiang again and left in a hurry.
After a while, the alarm went off, and the nurse on duty rushed in…
Two lines of tears fell from Chen Yuanxi’s eyes. To this man, he had nothing to say. All words were too pale at the moment. Chen Yuanxi choked and leaned against the wall, feeling cold all over. In his tears, he seemed to see the gold ring that Zhang Dong had brought to heaven. The ring was shining brightly in the light, which made his heart ache, numb and then painful.
Zhang Dong had never left anything bearing memory for him. He never remembered anyone’s birthday. He never remembered the special festival. He was more like a man outside the world full of worldly wisdom. He appeared in the world by chance and left soon…
“If he wanted to atone for the night in his junior high school for his whole life, there’s no necessary. He has already redeemed it. In this life, he owes me nothing. I owe him.” Chen Yuanxi later cried to Gu Xi, losing self-control.
“Zhang Dong…” Chen Yuanxi did not know how many times he murmured Zhang Dong’s name. It seemed that he had fallen asleep, but also seemed that he had not.
“Zhao Yuan needs to know all this. Mo Qian sent this to me before he died. I’m afraid he didn’t know that Zhang Dong had passed away. He wanted to clear Zhang Dong’s name before he died.”
“But it’s too late.”
Chen Yuanxi did not know Zhao Yuan’s residence in City G, but it was not difficult to ask the address and send it to him.
But it seemed to be very painful to Shu Xiaoman who was answering the phone.
“What… do you want to do?” asked Shu Xiaoman. Then she coughed violently.
“Oh, I just want to know your address and send something to Zhao Yuan,” said Chen Yuanxi.
“Address… what are you going to do with it?” Shu Xiaoman asked nervously, then hung up.
“Fine, I won’t send it. It’s better to keep it by myself.”
Within half an hour, Shu Xiaoman called back. She did not say too much, just crying. When she stopped crying, Chen Yuanxi asked, “What’s the matter?”
There was a long silence.
Chen Yuanxi had no patience anymore. He went back to his residence and prepared to pack his things. Chen Yuanxi managed everything well and found that another long time had passed. At the end of midsummer, he went out with a big suitcase.
He hailed a taxi and went to the airport in the small town.
He walked into the airport and when he accepted security check, he found that he had not booked any tickets.
To live was like dreaming
Mo Qian was dead and everything was over. He felt that it was time to find his mother, who seemed to be nearly sixty, and take her back to her hometown, so that she could live a peaceful life in old age. As for how to find her, he did not have any idea at all. He also wanted to find Yun Che and Zhu Ziping. But he also could not get in touch with the two people who had made him very peaceful on that night. When Hong Yan received their letter the last time, it was from Latin America.
Chen Yuanxi thought for a long time and smiled miserably. The world was so big, but he had nowhere to go.
Shu Xiaoman called him again.
“Please, Wenxi, please come and see me… okay? Wenxi!” shouted Shu Xiaoman.
Chen Yuanxi could not help but move a little.
“Tell me first what I can do for you?”
“Wenxi, I only ask you to come and see me once. I don’t know who to say, I don’t know!” Shu Xiaoman seemed to be desperate. Chen Yuanxi was a little worried and said, “Where’s Zhao Yuan?”
“He? I haven’t talked to him for a long time. Wenxi, it’s so dark here. I’m so scared!” Shu Xiaoman just cried.
“Go ahead. You’re already at the airport.” Chen Yuanxi told himself.
“I only have one request. Don’t let Zhao Yuan know that I have been there.”