"Divorce?" With tears in his eyes, Zhong Aing said with a wry smile, "In the first year of marriage, he acted very normal, except for the few days in the middle of the month, he seldom had sex with me. Later, when I became pregnant, he He gave me peace of mind to raise a baby and rarely slept with me. I logged on to his computer and found some pictures of men. I cried and told my mother about it. My mother's first reaction was, ' Don't let anyone else know about this.' It's like some kind of scandalous scandal."

"In the beginning, I didn't understand my mother, and I felt that the people closest to me refused to decide for me. I cried for a day at that time. Then I realized that what my mother said was not entirely wrong. You know that people know that I married What is the reaction after being given a homosexuality? They first thought that I must be a disrespectful woman, otherwise why would he have to marry me instead of someone else? He is clearly at fault, but I am in someone else's In the eyes, it is also sinful, dirty, and sick!"

The loving smile was bitter, and the long-suppressed words finally came out: "The friends and relatives who knew about this matter not only didn't help me, but also thought I was stupid, deserved, and not normal. But in fact, I only I'm a victim! I met a man who didn't love me in addition to getting married, and I'm not wrong!"

"You're right, I want to get a divorce, not only once or twice, but if I could get a divorce, I would have left long ago. The old man, life, son, family, all things are put together, it's not that I want to leave. can leave."

"You are probably not familiar with a word called 'same wife'. You don't know what kind of group this is and what kind of life it lives. Don't focus your superficial understanding on us, the lives of our same wives. , far more miserable than you think." Having said that, she tried to smile again, the docile woman seemed to no longer exist, replaced by a vicious woman, a little hysterical, "After he died, I have nothing but A little sad, more a relief..."

Zhong Qing said these words, her shoulders trembled, as if she had vented the pressure of more than ten years. This time, the cry was not for Lin Zhenghua, but for her life in the past ten years. She seemed to cry for a while, Only when he realized his gaffe, he covered his face and said, "I'm sorry, can I go to the bathroom?"

Without waiting for Song Wen and Lu Siyu to answer, she got up and walked to the bathroom on her own.

The two were silent for a while. It wasn't that they didn't know about the same-wives group. Every gay person seems to encounter this problem when they reach a certain age. Should they choose a woman to marry, or continue to choose the person they love? After all, there are only a few people who can get married abroad. If they don't get married, whether they have a stable partner or not, this de facto marriage may not be recognized for a lifetime. Some homosexuals compromise, and their wives become victims.

Lu Siyu sat aside and lowered his head for a while, then he suddenly asked Song Wen in a low voice, "Song team, can I ask you something?"

Song Wen was a little familiar with Lu Siyu's current expression, raised his watch, and sure enough, it was 12:01, it was meal time again, he guessed a little helplessly what Lu Siyu wanted to do, and frowned: "Little Ancestor, you wouldn't want to cook a meal at the funeral home, would you?"

Lu Siyu nodded and shook the high-end Japanese-style bento box in his black backpack.

"..." Song Wen has a huge head, "Ancestor, what time did you sleep last night?"

"I didn't look at the watch, maybe two or three o'clock." Lu Siyu is a master who can't save three meals a day even if the sky falls. He is still hungry, and his biological clock is extremely accurate. It's an inflatable doll that's been sucked out of air, and the whole person loses his senses.

Seeing that he was about to lie down on the table, Song Wen was extremely helpless. He suppressed his temper and discussed with him kindly: "Wait a minute, can I find a convenience store?"

"Why don't I go by myself..." Lu Siyu made a suggestion.

"...How did the police academy teach? Two or more people must be present during the law enforcement process." Song Wen grabbed him, and then he looked at the time again, "Okay, I will speed up and endure for another half an hour, then Half an hour..."

As Song Wen said that, he felt that his leader was really wronged. He was obviously the captain of the criminal police, but now he was doing this job, wasn't he really a nanny? But no matter how vigorous and resolute he usually is, when he is stared at by Lu Siyu's good-looking eyes, it becomes like he has encountered a nemesis, and he has no power to parry.

After looking through the bargain, Lu Siyu nodded.

As soon as the two reached an agreement here, Zhong Qing came out of the bathroom. Song Wen walked up to her and asked her, "Ms. Zhong, how did you come here?"

"I got a taxi just now, I can't drive..." Zhong Qing had just washed her face, but her whole body was a little flustered, no longer calm, she stroked her messy hair with wet hands as she spoke.

"Can I take you home and stop by your house?" Song Wen asked.

"This..." Zhong Qing hesitated for a while, "The house is a bit messy..."

This is a euphemistic resignation, Song Wen pretended not to understand: "We just drop by, it won't take long, my colleague is in a hurry to eat."

Lovingly looked at Lu Siyu who was rubbing his stomach with one hand, she really looked like she was so hungry that her heart was on her back. She didn't say anything. She gave an address. If the police wanted to go, how could she be a woman? live?

The three got into the police car, Song Wen drove, Lu Siyu sat in the co-pilot, and Love sat in the back. The woman seemed to be immersed in the emotions just now, and low sobbing could be heard from the back seat from time to time. Song Wen didn't want to push her too hard and didn't ask her any more questions. He can go through the process to apply for a search of his beloved residence, but he prefers to be able to make a surprise, only in this way can he obtain more hidden truths.

The place of love is not too far from the funeral home, only about fifteen minutes away, not far from the room that rented before.

Song Wen was most familiar with the topography of Nancheng. He drew a map in his mind. Such a location could form an equilateral triangle with Lin Zhenghua's company. All these places could be reached by car in ten minutes.

This house is a six-storey old-fashioned building. The residence is on the fourth floor. It is quite large. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom, and a balcony in the front and back. The two changed their disposable slippers. Walking aside, she poured them two glasses of water. She seemed to have recovered from her dead husband and the inquiry just now, and she was as indifferent as usual: "There are not many guests at home, so it's a bit messy."

This sentence is really too modest, and the house is very neat. It can be seen from the entire residence that there are not many traces of Lin Zhenghua.

"This is my room. My son lives in this room. Lin Zhenghua doesn't come back often. If he does, he will stay in the guest room." Zhong Qing briefly introduced. They are husband and wife, but they live like two tenants under the same roof.

Song Wen walked in and looked at the photo wall in Lin Shang's room. There were several photos hanging on the photo wall, all of which were a group photo of a family of three. There are children who take him to the playground when they are young, who go to museums when they are older, and there is one who loves and celebrates Lin Shang's birthday with Lin Zhenghua. There is nothing unusual about the family in the photo compared to the average family.

Lu Siyu also came over and looked at it carefully. One of the photos was slightly crooked. He blinked and couldn't help reaching out to arrange the photos neatly.

Love said: "He doesn't have any feelings for me, but he's okay with his son. After all, he's a father. Before today, I had a bit of luck and didn't tell him about his father's death... I don't know how to say it. ." At this point, Zhong Aing's face showed an embarrassed expression, after all, this is not a glorious thing.

Song Wen's eyes fell on Lin Shang's desk, which was filled with learning utensils. On the side of the desk, there were several awards.

Lu Siyu took a few glances here, and seemed to lose interest, and floated to the kitchen with his bag on his back. He pointed to the kitchen counter and asked, "There is a juicer at this location." That counter has been around for many years. , some are yellowed, and in one position, the color is different from the other parts, and even an arc-shaped trace can be seen around it.

"Oh, it turned out to be a juicer. I originally bought it to squeeze juice for my son. Lin Zhenghua used it a few times and thought it was good, so he took it away. I don't know where he took it, and I always wanted to buy it again. One, but always forget." Zhong Qing answered in detail again, and the answer was flawless.

Song Wen knew in his heart that the juicer originally placed here, in terms of size and shape, should be the one at the scene. He saw that Lu Siyu had been looking around in other people's kitchens. After entering, he didn't prepare to come out.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Wen took out a business card from his pocket, and said to Zhong lovingly, "Okay, don't bother, this is my business card. If you think of any relevant clues, you can call me at any time. You can also come to the police station to find us, according to the regulations, the remains need to be kept for a period of time before they can be cremated..."

Lu Siyu also saw almost the same, and took the initiative to walk out the door. When he walked to the door and changed his shoes, he suddenly stopped.

Over there, Song Wen was talking to Zhongqing, Zhongqing took the business card and nodded, and then looked at Lu Siyu out of the corner of his eye. The handsome-looking little detective was putting his head down and putting on his shoes. These two policemen are a bit difficult to deal with, as if they have seen everything through long ago.

Lu Siyu, who was half wearing his shoes, suddenly raised his head and smiled at her. Love didn't expect that this man's smile was even more beautiful, and he was fascinated for a while.

Lu Siyu stretched out his hand, as if inadvertently, his slender fingers crossed a pair of men's leather shoes on the ground...

At this time, it happened that Song Wen turned around, and at that moment, he didn't see it, but the love behind him seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face was instantly pale as paper...