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I nodded.
My mother took me to another room, then returned to my room and closed the door.
After a while, she opened the door and said to me, "Xiao Hong, you should go in and take a look."
I followed her into the room.
Inside, the blood on the floor had been cleaned up.
My stepfather's clothes had also been removed.
He lay on my bed, covered with a blanket.
It looked as if he were just sleeping.
If it weren't for the bloodstains on the sheets,
I would have thought everything that just happened was a nightmare.
My mother handed me a dagger and said,
"Xiao Hong, check it carefully; there are your fingerprints on it, so you need to wipe them all off."
I took the dagger and carefully wiped off the fingerprints before returning it to my mother.
She placed the dagger into my stepfather's clothing pocket.
She opened all the windows for ventilation.
Then, she took out disinfectant and sprayed it all over the house.
Finally, she used a paper towel to wipe away my fingerprints.
She took me to the bathroom, gave me a bath, and helped me change into clean clothes.
She said to me, "Xiao Hong, let's go abroad for your studies."
I nodded.
My mother helped me process my leave of absence from school and took me abroad.
That villa, she kept listing with an agent for a low price.
Later, my mother returned to the country and was sentenced to prison.
Hillside Villa.
I looked at the bald man in front of me as he said, "Miss Zhou, I know about this house; someone died here before. But I don't care. I just want to buy a house I like and live the rest of my life peacefully."
I forced a smile and replied, "Mr. Cui, you have a good eye. This house has a great location and beautiful scenery."
Mr. Cui chuckled and said, "Miss Zhou, if you lower the price by five hundred thousand, I'll sign the contract right now."
Without hesitation, I said, "Okay."
As we signed the contract, my hands were trembling. If it weren't for Ma Gang supporting me, I wouldn't have been able to hold the pen.
After signing the contract, Mr. Cui smiled and said, "Miss Zhou, it was a pleasure doing business with you."
I looked at him and managed to force out a smile.
On the way home, I remained silent. Ma Gang also didn't say anything.
When we got home, Ma Gang finally spoke up. He said, "Zhou Hong, the past is in the past."
I looked at him.
He continued, "We need to look forward."
I hugged him and leaned against his chest, asking, "How do you know?"
Ma Gang sighed and replied, "I'm with SWAT; I've seen many case files."
I held him tightly, as if he were my lifeline. Ma Gang also held me closely. He took me to see a psychologist. The doctor said my condition had improved significantly. She mentioned it was because someone cared about me. I smiled. Ma Gang glanced at me and humbly said, "It's Zhou Hong who is strong."
As we left the clinic, Ma Gang kept holding my hand tightly. There was tenderness in his gaze. I found a kind of strength in him, a strength that could heal me. I knew that only by letting go of the past could I free myself. Only by letting go of the past could I start anew. Letting go is both an ending and a beginning.
I took Ma Gang to the prison to visit my mother. As we came out of the prison, Ma Gang held my hand and asked, "Zhou Hong, will you marry me?" I looked at him and nodded. Ma Gang knelt on one knee and pulled out a small square box from his pocket. He opened the box and took out a ring from inside.
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