Yesterday morning, Lin Yixue jumped off the building and committed suicide under the public eye, and Xu Cheng was next to Lin Yixue.

He saw with his own eyes that after Lin Yixue opened a letter and read it, her expression was dull and she looked dazed. She walked to the window and jumped off the building and committed suicide.

Watching the first love commit suicide, the original owner was deeply hit and resented that he had not saved Lin Yixue in time. At the same time, he also realized that the letter Lin Yixue had read before committing suicide must be something wrong.

Afterwards, he searched for Lin Yixue's relics, but he couldn't find them. He was stabbed when he came home after drinking that night.

It's hard to think that it's okay.

After traveling through time, Xu Cheng was frightened by his mother and sister repeatedly, but he forgot about this important thing.

"Here, everything is here."

The lazy administrator took out a cardboard box from the warehouse and placed it in front of Xu Cheng. Some of Lin Yixue's office supplies were collected here, waiting for processing.

Xu Cheng carefully searched in the cardboard box, but he couldn't find the letter in his memory.

Actually, he came to search for it once yesterday but couldn't find it. Now he is just reconfirming it.

He asked the administrator: "Is her stuff all here?"

The administrator yawned: "Private supplies were taken back by her mother last night. What are you looking for repeatedly?"

"nothing."

Xu Cheng shook his head, turned around and left the warehouse, and met Annie standing outside the door.

"Are you too stressed?"

Annie looked up and down at Xu Cheng: "If you don't ask for leave and go back for a rest, our company will not be able to jump off the building and commit suicide in a short period of time, otherwise the owners will come to find trouble."

Although her tone was ridiculous, she could still hear some concern.

"Don't worry, even if I want to die, I will die in the bed."

Xu Cheng looked at Annie's blue eyes and suddenly asked, "Did you notice that she was reading a letter when Yixue committed suicide yesterday?"

"What letter?"

Anne tilted her head and asked back, "Did you write her love letter?"

"Nothing, but you're right. It's time for me to take a leave."

Xu Cheng bypassed Annie and went straight to Lu Yunyao's office, and successfully asked for half a day off.

He left the company and took the ring train back to the lower city area.

As soon as I got off the car, the turbid air came towards me, the bumpy roads and messy pedestrians, the alarm ringing of the sheriff chasing criminals in the distance.

Xu Cheng walked through the spider-web-shaped streets and alleys, searching for Lin Yixue's home according to his memory, and soon arrived in an old and dilapidated community.

An old man was enjoying the cool downstairs. Xu Cheng walked over and showed a kind smile: "Uncle, is 604 upstairs Lin Yixue's home?"

The old man looked up at him with a blank look: "What Lin Xue?"

"Lin Yixue."

"What Yixue?"

"Lin Yixue."

"What is Lin Yi?"

"You should rest."

"Haole."

Xu Cheng said goodbye to the old man, climbed up an old building with an elevator, and bypassed the corridor full of miscellaneous things. Xu went to No. 604 on the sixth floor, in front of Lin Yixue's house.

There are no more tenants in the entire building, the environment is dark and humid, and the lights are flashing and dark, highlighting a thrilling atmosphere.

Xu Cheng reached out and pressed the doorbell No. 604. After a while, the door inside opened. A haggard middle-aged woman looked at him through the security door and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you have something to do?"

Xu Cheng recognized that this was Lin Yixue's mother Wang Qin, who had seen it in the company before.

Xu Cheng didn't have a good impression of Wang Qin, because every time Wang Qin went to look for her daughter, she would ask for money and treat her daughter as an Atm machine.

However, now that I have something to ask for, Xu Cheng has also corrected his attitude and said that he had already thought of it: "Hello, auntie, I am Yixue's colleague. We have seen it before. She borrowed some information from me before and took it home. Are those information still there?"

Wang Qin did recognize Xu Cheng, after all, this face is quite unforgettable.

She thought for a while and shook her head and said, "I don't know, come in and look for it yourself.

"That's disturbing."

Xu Cheng changed into slippers at the door. As soon as he walked into the door, he smelled the strong smell of burnt smoke. The two-bedroom and one-living room room was filled with faint smoke.

Wang Qin walked towards the kitchen: "You came just in time. If you were a little later, you wouldn't be able to find anything."

Xu Cheng followed him and found an iron bucket in the kitchen burning things, with some documents and certificates piled up next to it, and a black and white photo next to it.

Lin Yixue in the photo has a faint smile, making it hard to believe that such a young and beautiful girl has passed away prematurely.

Wang Qin pointed to the documents and certificates on the ground: "I'm burning these things, you can look for them."

Xu Cheng bent down and pretended to look for it. He couldn't find the letter he wanted. He picked up a notebook casually: "Auntie, these are all Yixue's relics, why should they be burned?"

Wang Qin squatted down and continued to throw things into the fire bucket: "All people are dead, why are they still leaving these things for?"

Her tone was indifferent. If it weren't for her haggard expression and red and swollen eyes, Xu Cheng would almost have thought that the dead Lin Yixue was not her biological child.

He tentatively said, "What kind of person is Yixue in your heart?"

The purpose of his visit today was to find that letter, to investigate whether Lin Yixue's death was related to her family.

Wang Qinshe kept throwing the relics into the fire bucket and said lightly: "What else can it be like? After her father passed away, he became less talkative and always was alone."

Xu Cheng hesitated and asked, "What do you think is the reason for Yixue's suicide?"

He knew that such a question might arouse Wang Qin's anger, but he didn't care about so much to investigate the truth.

Wang Qin's movements paused slightly, and her voice gradually rose: "I supply her with food and clothing, and I didn't beat her and scold her. I worked so hard to raise her so much, and I didn't know how to support me for filial piety and ask me to send a black-haired man to a white-haired man. How do I know why she wanted to commit suicide? How could she commit suicide?"

Xu Cheng heard the strong dissatisfaction in Wang Qin's tone, and remembered her actions of always asking Lin Yixue for money.

It seems that it is just a purely treating daughter as a tool for elderly care.

Xu Cheng continued to ask: "Did you find a letter in Yixue's relics?"

Wang Qin shook her head: "I don't know anything, you go."

Xu Cheng tested several more questions, but Wang Qin never said anything again, and kept silent, burning her daughter's relics.

Xu Cheng had no choice but to stand up straight: "You are mourning and following the changes, I will say goodbye first."

With the sound of the door being closed, the quiet inside the house returned to its original silence.

Wang Qin quickly threw all the relics into the fire bucket, and then took out a bank card from her body, which contained the money she had asked for from Lin Yixue over the years, and she also threw it into the fire bucket.

Instead of looking at the fire bucket, she sat on the ground, staring blankly at her daughter's portrait.

Xu Cheng came all the way to the community downstairs, looked up at the dim sky that seemed to be raining rain, and couldn't help but sigh.

This trip was a waste of time. The whereabouts of the letter were unknown and should have been dealt with by the murderer a long time ago. I don’t know where to investigate next.

He looked down at the notebook in his hand. When he was about to open it, he suddenly heard the old man who was enjoying the cold exclaim and looked up somewhere.

Xu Cheng followed and looked upwards and saw a figure jumping out of the window on the sixth floor, like a bird with broken wings falling straight to the ground.

This figure is so familiar that I just parted.

"Don't……"

Xu Cheng showed a shock, subconsciously rushed forward a few steps, and then heard a bang, and the world became silent.

He stopped and saw Wang Qin lying on the ground on his back, with large patches of dazzling blood slowly oozing out of his back.

In her arms, she was still holding her daughter's portrait tightly.

The old man beside him shouted, which quickly attracted many residents to come out to watch.

Xu Cheng didn't know how he left this community, so he took a bus and swayed with the carriage on the crowded bus.

Although he was far away from that community, Wang Qin jumped out of the window and was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be removed.

In a trance, Xu Cheng understood that Wang Qin was not sad about her daughter's death, but was already so sad that she was numb and numb that her heart was ashamed, so she would follow her daughter.

After getting off the bus, Xu Cheng stayed there for a while before choosing to walk home.

Turning into a gray path, a man in his thirties came towards him. He was tall and strong, with a face full of flesh and tattoos on his two flower arms. He might be a vibrant social group member nearby.
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