Chapter 313

We didn't come back until Su Jingbai left for a long time.

"When Su Jingbai came here, did any friends die?" Ruan Tang asked softly.

"What a coincidence." Manna disagreed with this statement and quickly untied her seat belt. "Let's go and ask."

The vigorous manna was domineering and quick to ask the result.

Su Jingbai came to the funeral home to mourn easy to know but difficult.

Or just a glance.

The staff member still had a puzzled look on his face. "She looked at it from a distance as if she was sure that the dead person was easy to know but difficult to know, and then turned around and left. Oh, by the way, she gave me 500 yuan and asked me to burn some paper money for her. There was no such rule in our library, but she left before I could return it. You see, Can you return the money? "

"Did she give you the money?" Ruan Tang asked.

Seeing the staff nodding, she nodded and took two disposable gloves from the next cabinet, "fold them up and put them here."

This rigorous way, so that manu can not help Tucao, "how do you like forensic, and also make complaints about a simple version of the physical evidence bag."

"There are su Jingbai's fingerprints on it. Then there must be the surveillance she just came to in the library. We all keep it. Maybe we can find out something." Said Ruan Tang.

It seems that Ruan Tang is the same as I think.

Su Jingbai is easy to know but hard to know. There must be some secret.

The worst plan is to force her to death.

Perhaps these can not become direct evidence, but it is better to master them than to know nothing.

Then we divided our troops in two ways.

Ruan Tang and Gan Lu went to the surveillance room to copy the surveillance video, while the rest of us went to give Yi Zhi's old clothes and paper money.

The burning platform is a small pool made of brick, in which there is a raging fire.

Every time I throw a piece of clothes in, the flame is pressed down for a few minutes, and then it pours more fiercely. The heat wave licks my cheek and makes my hair curl.

Probably because of the high temperature, I can't cry, my eyes are dry and sour, and my throat seems to be stuffed with a lot of hard stones. I can't swallow or spit out. It's very uncomfortable.

After burning the clothes and paper money, only the letters in the bag were left.

Hesitated for a long time and didn't burn it.

"Do you want to show Su Xiangyang?" Huo Tinggui saw through my hesitation and asked me softly.

"No, he doesn't deserve it." I shook my head.

If you don't cherish your heart when you are alive, why do you get the missing left after death?

Su Xiangyang, he doesn't deserve it.

Huo Tinggui didn't persuade me again, but he sighed a long sigh and didn't make a sound again.

On the way back from the funeral home, my heart was very heavy. I leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, which constantly regressed from my eyes and became a continuous picture.

"You're tired. Let's go back and have a rest first." Huo Tinggui suggested.

I insisted on going to the orphanage.

Earlier today, I thought I would never go to that place again, because I didn't want to be questioned by the old Dean. It's easy to know when I can go back to see him.

I can't tell him that the easy to know and difficult to know that he misses in his heart will never go back.

But now, I changed my mind.

"You are good. We have experienced enough things today. Let's go tomorrow, shall we?" Huo Tinggui reached out and touched my head.

"Let's go now." I whispered, tired in my eyes, "I'm afraid I won't have the courage to go again tomorrow."

Not every day.

Manna also helped me on the side, "go, let's go together. There are many people, and the sadness should be diluted a lot."

Huo Tinggui didn't stop me. He just reached out and rubbed my hair and sighed softly, "Shen An, in fact, you don't have to force yourself like this."

What am I reluctantly?

What have I sacrificed compared with easy to know and difficult to know?

The warm wind from the half open window blew my broken hair more and more disorderly, but my thoughts began to become clearer and clearer.

Soon, we arrived at the gate of the orphanage.

The old Dean is playing games with a group of children. His bent back is particularly conspicuous among the active children.

The blood red sunset made his white hair bright and almost hurt my eyes.

It happened that the old Dean turned around and saw me. With a thick smile on his face, he walked towards me and said hello to me, "Miss Shen, you're here."

"Yes." I nodded.

The old Dean invited us into the office, hurriedly poured us tea and took out some children's fruit candy to entertain us.

"There's nothing good. I took the money given by Miss Shen to renovate the dormitory building and bought new quilts and winter clothes. The rest is stored in the school for their future use."

The old Dean made every expenditure very clear.

I know he is a good man and can't have any evil thoughts about the money, so I feel more and more uncomfortable when I hear this.

Because he didn't spend any money on himself.

Manna also took out her bank card and stuffed it into the old Dean's hand. "Buy them something else and tell them that if I can go to college in the future, I will provide it for them to graduate from college. Even if my family goes bankrupt, I will sell blood for them."

Hearing the word "selling blood", the old Dean refused to ask for manna's money.

"People have to be comfortable before they can consider helping others. If they can't get through it and others accept it, it's cannibalism." The old Dean quickly shook his head.

Ganlu had to explain that it was just an analogy. Now she didn't go bankrupt and wouldn't sell blood. At any rate, she asked the old dean to agree to accept the money.

Then, the old Dean put his eyes on me, "Miss Shen, have you heard the difficult news?"

I nodded and lied to the old Dean.

"He can't come back for the time being. Because of his work, he needs to go abroad for a period of time. It's not convenient to contact you during this period, so he asked me to give you this and get it when he comes back."

I handed the peace talisman to the old Dean.

I'm afraid I'll cry next second, so I'm going to leave in a hurry.

But when I came to the door, I heard the old Dean say leisurely, "I took the name of easy to know and difficult. At that time, he was thrown to the door again and again. When I made up my mind to raise him, I wrote this name on the register, from easy to know and difficult, from simple to complex, from this small world to know the world, and then, always be simple."

I suddenly stopped, didn't turn my head, and didn't know what to say.

The old Dean continued, "he can remain simple forever now, can't he?"