sjar Chapter 73 The Fire
Chapter 73 The Fire
He originally hoped to get some information about Fan Yuer from Gu Xiting, but he was unexpectedly disappointed.
He knew that the gap between father and son had grown deeper over the years, and it would not be easy to repair the relationship.
But he still hopes to find an opportunity to slowly resolve their misunderstandings.
After all, blood is thicker than water, and family ties can never be severed.
Since Gu Xiting was deliberately concealing the truth, he was unwilling to continue asking.
If it was really Gu Xiting who did it, it would be good to teach her a lesson.
He called Fan Jiacheng back and said, "Brother, I haven't found out Yu'er's whereabouts. Please think of another way.
Yu Er has so many friends and she is naughty, maybe she directed and acted it out herself. Remember when she was a child, she asked someone to kidnap her to scare you? She fooled everyone and the police.
Maybe she is with some friend right now, and you guys are worried about her."
After hearing what Gu Zhenghua said, Fan Jiacheng also felt that it made some sense.
Fan Jiacheng said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Gu. I will work with the police to look for it."
He is now helpless. "It's the father's fault if he doesn't educate his daughter well." He can only blame himself for spoiling her too much and being angry at his daughter for not living up to her expectations.
In the dark basement, Fan Yuer was lying on the cold ground.
She was tortured by pain and had fainted several times.
Maybe fainting would be better, but every time I fainted, I would be woken up by the men in black or splashed with cold water.
Just like in TV dramas, interrogating and torturing prisoners.
Every time the dirty, bloody prisoner passed out from torture, he would be woken up by being poured with cold water.
I never expected that I, the eldest daughter of the Fan family and the most popular star of our time, would end up like an ancient criminal.
"Wuwuwuwu..." She sobbed weakly.
The pain in her body made her feel desperate and helpless. She wanted to go home and missed her parents.
……
"Dad, my brother and I sold the garbage we picked up today and bought some sugar buns for you and your brother. Come and eat them! Here..."
"Fire, fire! Help!" the little girl shouted in horror.
"The house is about to collapse, my leg is broken and I can't walk. Take Xiaohao away quickly..." the man said anxiously.
The little girl and the little boy were thrown out of the room by their father.
"Help... Help... Save Daddy, Daddy, run!" the little girl cried out at the top of her lungs.
"Yiyi, wake up, wake up quickly, I'm here! Don't be afraid..." Gu Xiting called anxiously.
Jian Wanyi suddenly woke up from the nightmare and found Gu Xiting sitting beside the bed, holding her hand tightly.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Gu Xiting asked gently, while gently stroking her cheek, trying to give her some sense of security.
Jian Wanyi's eyes gradually focused and she gradually came back to her senses from the dream.
"Well, I just had a nightmare. I dreamed of my deceased father..." Jian Wanyi said softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice that was hard to conceal.
Compared to yesterday, the pain in her body had obviously eased, but the fear and sadness in her heart had not dissipated.
"People are really strong sometimes..." Jian Wanyi sighed, with a complex emotion welling up in her heart.
After being hit so hard, I am still alive.
Apart from the excessive blood loss, the other injuries were considered minor.
This was the second time she had survived a disaster.
The first time was more than ten years ago, when she was a child. Her home suddenly caught fire and she watched her home burn, the house collapse, and her father being engulfed by the fire.
She didn't know why fate was always so cruel to her, making her experience life and death tests again and again.
She felt like a cursed person who could not escape her bad luck no matter how hard she tried.
Gu Xiting looked at the girl on the hospital bed and felt heartbroken. He knew that she had experienced too much pain and suffering.
He held her hand and whispered, "Dad will definitely bless you in heaven!
Don't be too sad, as long as we keep thinking of him in our hearts, his spirit will always be by our side to protect us!"
Only then did Jian Wanyi notice Gu Xiting. He was sitting quietly beside the bed, his eyes gently falling on her face.
Last night, after she finished her porridge, the two chatted for a while.
However, not long after, she felt exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, Gu Xiting was still by her side.
Outside the window, the sky had just brightened and the first ray of morning sunlight poured into the room through the window.
It looks like it's about six in the morning.
Gu Xiting was still wearing the same clothes he wore yesterday.
Jian Wanyi stared at him and found that his eyes were bloodshot, obviously he had not slept all night.
"Have you been guarding here all night?" she asked with concern.
Gu Xiting looked at her and smiled slightly: "Yes, but when you fell asleep, I fell asleep too!"
Jian Wanyi knew he was lying because the fatigue that could not be concealed on his face had already betrayed him.
But she did not expose him, she just held his hand silently.
Jian Wanyi thought of the past, Jian Junhao's illness and her own car accident, her eyes filled with pain and sorrow.
She sighed and said, "Fortunately, Dad is gone. If he saw Xiaohao and I like this, I don't know how sad he would be."
When Gu Xiting heard these words, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
He looked at Jian Wanyi, his eyes revealing deep concern.
He seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked softly, "Why did the house catch fire out of nowhere? What did the police say later?"
Jian Wanyi was brought back to her memories of the past by Gu Xiting's questions.
Her face turned pale, tears glistened in her eyes, and she answered in a trembling voice: "I don't understand why there was a fire in the middle of the night when the house was originally empty and there was nothing to burn except some firewood in the small stove.
The police just said that we might have accidentally set something on fire and hastily closed the case.
My father passed away, and all of our relatives avoided my sister and me, and no one tried to find out the truth.
Finally the police had no choice but to send us to an orphanage."
Speaking of this, Jian Wanyi couldn't help but burst into tears.
This was the first time in all these years that she expressed her inner pain and doubts.
Gu Xiting looked at the tearful woman in front of him with heartache, his heart filled with guilt.
He gently reached out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on Jian Wanyi's cheek, and asked softly: "Do you have any clues that the police can reinvestigate?"
Jian Wanyi raised her head, looked at Gu Xiting with tearful eyes, shook her head and said, "The fire had already turned everything into ashes, and all the evidence was burned.
Moreover, it has been many years since the incident, and things have changed over time. The place has long been razed to the ground, and nothing is left.”