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Chapter 12 012: Feed the ashes to the dog

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    He stubbed out his cigarette and said in a rare serious tone: "The only good thing about me is that I never harm the little flowers of the motherland."

    The little flower of the motherland asked: "Then when can I get a tattoo?"

    "Let's go to college first."

    Cheng Ji¡¯s original intention was to stop this little girl from the cliff. Unexpectedly, she said: ¡°I have been admitted to Imperial University, Department of Physics.¡±

    ""

    Teito University is still the most difficult physics department to get into. I might become a physicist in the future.

    Cheng Ji asked: "Where do you want to get a tattoo?"

    Lin Hemiao put her hand on her chest: "Here."

    Cheng Ji had a charming face and twitched the corner of his mouth like a libertine among the flowers: "Little sister, go find a better female tattoo artist elsewhere. I don't have tattoos where you need to take off your clothes."

    This is of course a lie. He often takes off people's clothes, but the cleaner they are, the less he touches them.

    Why don¡¯t you touch it?

    Because his hands are dirty.

    He stood up: "I won't send it away."

    Lin Hemiao put away her ID card and student card and put on her backpack: "Cheng Ji," she said with an indescribable stubbornness in her eyes, "My name is Lin Hemiao."

    Cheng Ji smiled and replied: "Classmate Lin Hemiao, study hard and make progress every day."

    Lin Hemiao stood blankly for a while and then left.

    On January 8 last year, at the gate of 1204, Fushengju, the imperial capital, Cheng Ji asked her: "What is your name?"

    She grabbed his sleeve and said, "My name is Lin Hemiao."

    At that time, Cheng Ji was a distinguished guest at Fushengju. When the manager met him, he would also address him as Master Cheng.

    It¡¯s almost evening, and the streets are sparsely populated.

    Lin Hemiao stood in the middle of the road, looking up at the banner hanging above - congratulating Lin Hemiao from Hongshui No. 1 Middle School for winning the first prize in the national physics competition.

    She originally wanted to use the winnings to get a tattoo.

    ?? Laowu Lincun is only more than ten minutes¡¯ walk from Huaqiao Street. When Lin Hemiao arrived home, it was just dark.

    "I'm back."

    She passed by the main room and went directly to the woodshed at the back.

    "Where did you die and you know you're coming back?" Wu Shufeng grabbed her bag and said, "Bring the bonus."

    Wu Shufeng is Lin Hemiao¡¯s mother and biological child.

    Lin Hemiao was quiet, introverted and dull. Before she was eight years old, people in the village said she was autistic and a fool.

    She only went to school when she was ten years old. When she was twelve, her teacher discovered that she had an amazing talent for numbers. After that, she skipped four grades in a row and turned from an autistic fool into an autistic genius.

    In the past few days, the weather has gotten warmer, and Xu Tanxi has been busy with the store. The decoration has been completed and it will probably open next week.

    "Hello."

    The convenience store was not busy. Wang Xiaodan was watching a drama. He pressed pause: "Get express delivery, right?"

    "right."

    "What's the last number?"

    Xu Tanxi said: "0317."

    "Wait a mininute."

    Rong Li did not come to the convenience store today.

    Xu Tanxi took the express delivery and returned to his store across the street. The supply had not yet arrived, and the cabinets and shelves were empty.  She dismantled the express delivery and found a wind chime in the shape of an ancient tripod. She bought it online and wanted to hang it in the store.

    Cheng Ji came down from upstairs: "Miss Xu." He rolled up his sleeves and had a string of black characters tattooed on his arm. "I have to go out. If there are any guests, can you greet me first?"

    Xu Tanxi agreed and agreed.

    "Thanks."

    Cheng Ji went out.

    Ten minutes later, he came back and picked up Rong Guan.

    After Rongguan closed the door, he first called someone: "Sister Xu." After calling someone, his head drooped and he looked listless.

    Cheng Ji said, "I'm going to buy you food. You stay in the store and don't run around."

    "oh."

    Cheng Ji took his coat and went out again.

    Rong Guanguan was sitting on a stool, his head hanging down, like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilting and whining.

    Xu Tanxi put down the wind chime, bent down, and asked softly: "Guan Guan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

    He shook his head: "Brother said that mother will go to court today."

    He didn¡¯t know what going to court meant. He just heard from the aunts in the village that his mother was going to jail.

    "Sister Xu, is it okay to go to jail?Can't come out?  "

    Children¡¯s eyes have not yet been polluted, and their eyes are darker and brighter than those of adults. They are full of ignorance, confusion, and fear about unknown things.

    "Does Guan Guan miss his mother?"

    Rong Guanguan nodded vigorously and cried as soon as he blinked his eyes.

    After all, he is just a child. No matter how sensible he is, he will cry when he is in pain.

    Xu Tanxi knelt down and wiped his tears with a soft handkerchief: "When I go to see my mother next time, can I give you a box of candy?"

    He nodded with tears in his eyes: "I want to take it to my mother to eat."

    Xu Tanxi said yes and gently coaxed him not to cry.

    Su Min¡¯s case was in court in the city, and Rong Li went there in the morning.

    Rong Guanguan did not go to the kindergarten in the afternoon. At four o'clock, Cheng Ji called Rong Li. He said that the lawsuit failed, legitimate defense was not established, and Su Min was sentenced to eight years.  Guan Guan seemed to understand and kept crying. In the evening, he fell asleep when he was tired from crying.

    At seven o'clock in the evening, Cheng Ji received a call from Rong Li.

    "I'm at the station, come pick me up."

    The last bus from the county to the township is at 6:30, and there are no buses at this time.

    Cheng Ji had just sent Rong Guan Guan back to old lady Qiu Hua, but he hadn¡¯t even finished the meal: ¡°I¡¯m not your driver.¡±

    "I'll give you the money."

    After saying that, Rong Li died.

    Give money?

    Is he short of money?  Cheng Ji ignored it at all, opened another can of beer, took a few sips slowly, took the car keys and went downstairs: "Miss Xu, do you have a driver's license?"

    The goods had just arrived in the afternoon, and Xu Tanxi was still counting and sorting them out. She had not returned yet after ordering.

    She replied: "Yes."

    At 7:58, a red private car parked next to Rong Li.

    The streetlight was a bit far away from him. He stood against the wall and looked at the person in the car against the light. If it was someone else, he couldn't see clearly, but it happened to be the person he could see clearly.

    He stubbed out his unfinished cigarette and threw it into the trash can: "Did Cheng Ji ask you to come?"

    Xu Tanxi got out of the car. She forgot to bring her coat when she came. Her thin floral dress was not cold-resistant, and her face turned red from the cold. She said, "Mr. Cheng drank wine at night and can't drive."

    The wind was very cold at the end of October. She stood alone in the cold white moonlight, the hem of her skirt was swaying, and her hands that were hanging down while holding her skirt turned blue from the cold.

    Rong Li glanced at her hand, and without asking any more questions, he went to open the passenger door. He didn't get in, so he walked to the driver's side. Two shadows on the ground overlapped: "I'll drive it."

    After saying that, he went in first and sat in the driver's seat.

    Xu Tanxi sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

    Rong Li closed the window and turned on the heater. He drove very fast, stepping on the accelerator. The wind was already strong and made a harsh sound at the high speed.

    Xu Tanxi spoke little. She sat upright and didn't speak the whole way. She looked sideways at the car window. The neon lights outside the window were receding, and his shadow on the window was very quiet.

    Suddenly, Rong Li¡¯s cell phone rang.

    "Excuse me, is this Mr. Rong Li?"

    It was very quiet at night, and Xu Tanxi could even hear the voice on his cell phone. It was a lady.

    Rong Li: "Yes."

    The lady said: "Your father's ashes are still in our funeral home, and the custody time has expired. Do you need me to help you renew it?"

    Rong Hai¡¯s body was cremated only after the forensic autopsy and had been stored in the funeral home for three months.  Normally, when the case is over, it's time to bury him.

    Rong Li said: "No need."

    His voice was very light, cold in tone, and deep, as if it was coming from afar.

    The lady continued to ask: "When is it convenient for you to come and collect it?"

    Xu Tanxi turned around and saw him smiling, a smile that was so cold to the bones.

    He said: "Take it and feed it to the dog." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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