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After several months, Ango came to find me, wanting to invite me for beer and barbecue.
After two beers, Ango opened up and started talking.
"The girl was indeed murdered, and the person who killed her, you wouldn't even imagine who it could be!" Ango teased me.
Seeing me listening attentively, Ango took out a USB flash drive from his pocket: "The case has been closed, so there's no question of leaking information. The girl left a lot of recordings and photos in that old phone. I won't show you the photos, as they involve the privacy of the parties involved. Here are the recordings, you can have a listen.
If there's another case in the future, we might need your help."
Then he sighed, "I've been a police officer for over ten years, and this is the first time I've encountered something like this!"
That night, I connected the USB drive to my phone, put on my headphones, and opened the audio file inside. The little girl's voice was very clear, but there was an unmistakable sadness in her words: "Dad, I might not make it! Now, I need to tell you a lot of things, I hope you can bear the cruel truth..."
In a daze, it seemed as if the slender figure of that girl appeared faintly in front of my bed again, with her hair tied up high, wearing an elegant and tasteful pink dress. I couldn't see her face clearly, I could only hear her voice telling her story.
My name is Zhuang Qiuya. As far back as I can remember, my dad has been very busy, so busy that I might not see him more than a few times in a month. My family is wealthy, very wealthy. From a young age, whatever I wanted, my dad and mother would buy for me. We not only have a house in the city center of Jiangcheng, but also a detached villa on the riverbank with a garden and a private swimming pool. In addition to having a housekeeper, we also have a full-time driver to serve me and my mother.
My mother doesn't need to work. She can spend her days reading, drinking tea, and playing cards in a relaxed manner.
When I started primary school, my dad sent me to the best boarding school in the city, where the annual tuition is 80,000 yuan, and the total expenses add up to over 100,000 yuan.
I live a good life, but I really want to have my dad around like other classmates do. I have talked to my dad about it before: "Dad, why can't you be with me more often?" Dad said, "Sweetheart, Dad has to earn money to provide a good life for you and mother."
I feel that as long as Dad is often by my side, it's already a good life. Dad also said, "Although Dad is not often at home, you still have mother to accompany you. Listen to mother and be good." I understand the idiom "you can't have both fish and bear's paw" most deeply: my current comfortable material life is exchanged for the loss of Dad's company!
However, as I grew up, I increasingly disliked this kind of life. I hoped that when I went home on weekends, my dad could come and pick me up. Even if he didn't drive the family's BMW 7 Series, I would be satisfied if he came on an electric bike. I could also show off to my classmates: "Look, my father also came to pick me up!" I once confided my distress to my best friend from kindergarten, Zhou Honghong. She didn't understand my complaints: "If your dad isn't there, isn't your mother there with you? Look at our family of four, living in a 70-square-meter house. My father does come home every day, but when he gets home, he argues with my mom, saying how hard he works to earn money! My mom scolds him for not earning enough."
Your family lives in a big beautiful house, it's as pretty as a park. Your monthly allowance is higher than our entire family's monthly living expenses! If you still can't be content, how can families like ours survive? I dream of going to your school to study, but my family doesn't have the money, so I can't go!
Perhaps, everyone has their own troubles.
After entering junior high school, I became sensitive and felt like I had been abandoned by my father. I studied desperately to dispel the loneliness, helplessness, and depression in my heart. My grades were the best in the whole grade, and my classmates praised me and teachers liked me, but who really knew my thoughts?
On Friday afternoon, Uncle He, the driver, picked me up and brought me back. I saw my mother sitting at the card table, arranging for Nanny Qiu to take care of my food and drink. When Uncle He took me away on Sunday, she was still at the card table, playing mahjong with a group of idle aunties and older women. Those two days at home, I just spent time playing on my phone and watching TV. I miss Dad.
I call him, but he's either in a meeting or meeting with clients, or he's on a business trip, and I can't even reach him on the phone. In the eyes of my classmate Honghong, I am the happiest person, but in my heart, I am extremely unhappy. And I didn't expect that my misfortune had just begun.
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Nanny Qiu and Uncle He, the driver are a couple. They have a house in the neighborhood near my home, and it seems like the down payment was provided by My father. They have been working at our home for many years.
Our villa has three floors. I usually live on the second floor, and mother lives on the third floor. After finishing high school, I started feeling more and more lonely. One day, when I came home for the weekend, I couldn't sleep at night. I got up and wanted to talk to mother: "Our family life can't go on like this forever, can it?" I put on my pajamas, slipped on my slippers, and went upstairs to mother's bedroom. But I faintly heard a man's voice coming from inside the room.
I am very happy: my dad is back! Just as I was excited to knock on the door, I heard my dad panting and my mother moaning.
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