I'm not a super cop

Chapter 266 The Person Who Lives in Memories

A person whose heart has been distorted and perverted must have different thinking concepts from normal people.

Although this kind of person may seem to be no different from the public at ordinary times, once his inner thoughts burst out, he often seems crazy.

Chen Ang is in such a state at this time, crying and laughing, laughing and crying, if it is not for his clear-minded narration, it is impossible to say that he will have to do a mental appraisal later.

According to Chen Ang, he was born in a happy and wealthy family, his mother was beautiful and kind, and his father was upright and motivated.

"My mother's cooking is the best I've ever eaten. Whenever I come home from school at noon, my mother looks at me with such gentle eyes, and brings a plate of shredded potatoes and fried pork..."

Chen Ang's eyes gradually blurred, and when he talked about his mother, the corners of his mouth were full of sweetness: "My mother likes to put soy sauce in her fried potato shreds, and the shredded potatoes with soy sauce will be a bit dark, but it will be very fragrant, that's my favorite. The dishes I like to eat look very ordinary, but my mouth tastes like home and my mother..."

Listening to Chen Ang's description, Xiao Ran pursed his lips, his nose was a little sore. He still remembered that when he came home from school, he was too hungry to put down his schoolbag and was about to go to the table, but his mother disgusted him and dragged him to wash his hands.

Although the mother in his memory kept scolding him, her words were full of love. As for the food on that table, Xiao Ran only knew that it was very fragrant, but the taste gradually faded with time.

Gritting his teeth, trying to bring his thoughts back to reality, Chen Ang was crying bitterly, "My mother left when I was in the third year of junior high school, and that was the second semester of my third year of junior high school, and the entrance exam was about to take place.

Not long after the Chinese New Year, my mother was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer in the hospital, but they all kept it from me, telling me that she just had a stomach problem, and she had an operation in the hospital, and she will be fine after a period of recuperation..."

"Why am I so stupid? Yes, I was stupid in studying and studying during that time. I just focused on reviewing. In order to get into the best high school in the city, why didn't I see my mother become sick like that in the end!"

Chen Ang burst into tears, clutching the handcuffs and slamming the iron plate under his hands, as if he was confiding, or talking to himself, "Yes, every time I go to the hospital, my mother will cheer up, I naively thought that my mother was about to get better, but I didn't notice that my aunts who were abroad all returned to China to see my mother for the last time.

Why was I so stupid at the time, why didn't I spend more time with my mother, why did death come so fast, and took my mother away in less than four months, why they kept it from me, why was God so unfair, my mother was like that How can a kind person live such a short life..."

Everyone inside and outside the interrogation room was silent. Although Chen Ang was carrying three lives on his back, many people felt the same about what Chen Ang regretted. It is nostalgic.

"After my mother left, my dad seldom smiled, became more and more silent, and his back became more and more bent. The hair that was always combed meticulously before was gradually greasy and thinning. When I was admitted to university, my dad sent me When I was in school, I noticed that a man in his 40s had half of his hair gray, but his hair was too short, so it was hard to find."

Chen Ang stared blankly at the cracks in the floor, and said to himself, he just wanted to confide, "My dad and I rarely communicate, we are both people who are not good at expressing our hearts, I did something wrong when I was young, he The way to educate me is to beat me up, but I know he loves me. After my mother left, I was his only hope to survive.

He worked so hard in those years. At that time, our family’s financial conditions were good. I couldn’t figure out why he worked so hard. At first I thought he wanted to forget his troubles through work. Then I realized that after my mother left, he was in his heart. It's already broken, maybe he also feels that his time is running out, and wants to do his best for my future life..."

Chen Ang bit his lip, his fists trembling slightly because he was clenched too hard, "After I graduated from university, my dad's body also collapsed, maybe he felt that his mission had been completed, watching me go to work , finally he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

I worked hard that year, but I didn't know that my dad was gradually coming to an end.

I can imagine that every time he is so painful that he can't sleep at night and gets up to take painkillers, he doesn't want to distract me, and he doesn't want to go to the hospital to see a doctor. He has no motivation to live in his heart. "

"He just held on like that. Every time I called him, he said everything was fine until he couldn't hold on any longer. He vomited blood and passed out, and then gradually lost his breath. I went from the company to the hospital and sat in his Before the hospital bed, I didn't even say the last sentence...the person died."

Chen Ang trembled his lips, sniffed his nose, wanted to cry but found that there were no more tears: "I am an ominous person, the blind man who told my fortune at the time said I was a lonely star, and people who are good to me are destined to end badly , I heard from my mother that my father beat up the fortune teller at that time, saying that a blind man is nonsense.

Seeing that he is not talking nonsense now, my family owes him an apology.

…My best friend from high school collapsed and jumped off a building. He was sitting in the front row of me. We were doing self-study class at the time. We were all doing test papers. He suddenly dropped his pen. Without saying anything, he pulled the window and jumped off, with his feet up and his head down, his usual laughing face looked like a deflated blow-up doll..."

"My best buddy in college likes to ride a motorcycle in the middle of the night, but he rushed out from the mountain road, and everyone was broken, with his butt sticking to the back of his head, soft like a wet rag doll..."

Chen Ang said mechanically, then raised his head suddenly, "Don't you guys want to ask me why I am interested in human faces? At first, I was just sad. It wasn't until after my girlfriend was gone that this impulse came out of my heart. The longer it grows, the more irrepressible it becomes..."

Chen Ang raised the corners of his mouth hard, smiling so stiffly, according to him, his girlfriend is the only person who can warm his heart after the family accident.

"We are classmates after we were divided into Chinese and Science classes in high school. I still remember her appearance when she sat next to me with a book in her arms from other classes. She was quiet and gentle. She was a little unnatural when she first arrived. She only waved her hand when she greeted me. Smiling and nodding..."

"I'm a very nostalgic person. I have to adapt to every change around me for a long time. I sat at the same table with her for a week before I said a few complete words."

Speaking of his ex-girlfriend, Chen Ang's smile was unprecedentedly sweet and happy. He talked about every bit of his ex-girlfriend, funny things, contradictory things, and those stupid things that made the two of them dumbfounded. We've always hit it off."

In high school, they were struggling for the ideal university, and any heresy ideas would be suppressed. Although the two felt very good, they were just good friends. Until the two entered the same university, they came together naturally.

Chen Ang said that he and his girlfriend are very emotional people, and sometimes his ex-girlfriend would take him to sit under the Sapinberry tree for a long time, and tell him what he played under this tree when he was a child. Only then did I realize that the elder sister who loved her the most hanged herself from that tree..."

In those years, although Chen Ang experienced all kinds of unfortunate things such as losing friends and fathers, after the pain, at least there was still a love that warmed his painful heart. Not long after his father died, his girlfriend had an accident.

"Car accident."

Chen Ang didn't elaborate on what happened at that time, and what kind of mood he was in at that time.

However, just from the two words that can still make Chen Ang feel heartbroken after a few years, it is not difficult to see how desperate and helpless he was at that time.

"God likes to play tricks on people like this, saying that the sky will send a big job to everyone, and I am not afraid of suffering, but I can't stand the disappearance of the most familiar faces from my life one by one!"

Chen Ang muttered to himself, as if his soul had been sucked dry: "Looking at her pale face in the funeral home, I wanted to take it off for the first time and stay with me forever, but it was burnt to pieces in the end. Ashes, there is only a photo on the tombstone, silently telling the world the beautiful face of its owner..."

After such an idea appeared, it was like planting a seed in Chen Ang's heart, "I want to leave behind every beautiful face that appeared in my life, and never let them leave me again!"

There was fish belly white outside the window.

After listening to Chen Ang's self-report, Wang Junming shook his head and sighed: "A person who lives in memory. It was pathetic before, but now it is hateful!"

(End of this chapter)