Volume 1: The Starting Point Chapter 12: Conclusion

  Afterwards, Xia Wenjie had searched and audited on Baidu and Google, the search results were varied and weird, most of them were audit personnel or financial audit of some company, but couldn't find any such department within the government.

  He couldn't help but wonder if the Director of the Audit Bureau was indeed Yu Yao-hui's true identity, or if he was just a scammer who had coerced him into joining for some purpose.

  Of course, it's not difficult to verify Yu Yao-hui's true identity. However, if he were a scammer, the consequences would be severe.

  Xia Wenjie didn't lie, he never intended to keep the one million cash he got from Jin Er all to himself.

  One million is a large sum of money for outsiders, but for Xia Wenjie, it's really not that much. The amount he handles every month alone exceeds one million.

  It's been over a year since Uncle disappeared, but he still follows the entrustment of Uncle before leaving and transfers $200,000 to that mysterious account on the 15th of every month.

  Yu Yaohui understood everything about him, but it seemed that he didn't understand this one thing. Otherwise, Xia Wenjie believed that Yu Yaohui would definitely ask himself about this matter.

  This morning, Xia Wenjie left home early as usual with his backpack. Today, his backpack was bulging, but inside were not books, but a whole one million in cash.

  After he left home, he immediately called the class teacher to ask for a day's sick leave. Then he carried a backpack of money and went to Li Xuesong's house first.

  The Li family's conditions were far inferior to those of the Xu family, although they lived in the same neighborhood, but the house where the Li family lived was an old building from over 20 years ago, a dilapidated and worn-out tube-shaped apartment building.

  Li's father and mother were both laid-off workers, Li's father did some odd jobs outside, while his ailing mother had no fixed job. After Li Xuesong's death, this already not wealthy family was even more devastated.

  When Xia Wenjie arrived, Li's mother happened to be at home. Seeing him, Li's mother was very happy and warmly pulled him into the house.

  The interior is still the same as before, with little change, especially Li Xue Song's room, all the decorations have not changed at all, just like he has not left.

  Xia Wenjie saw it with his own eyes, and his heart ached, his eyes gradually becoming moist.

  When Li Xuesong was alive, Xia Wenjie would often come over to play. After he died, he didn't come as often, not because people forget about you after you're gone, but because he felt too ashamed to show his face again.

  His best friend died unjustly, and he was helpless to do anything about it. What face would he have left to meet Li Xue Song's parents?

  Now he finally has the courage to come.

  He put down his backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out a dozen brand new banknotes from inside, placing them on the table.

  Seeing this, Li's mother was shocked, her eyes wide with surprise, and she stuttered: "Wenjie, what...what are you doing?"

  "Aunt Li, the culprit who killed Xue Song has been caught. This money is his compensation." Xia Wenjie took out 50 stacks of cash from his backpack in one breath, thought for a moment, then took out another 10 stacks and placed them on the table together.

  He had originally planned to divide the million evenly between the Li and Xu families, but looking at the old furniture in the house and Li Xue's empty room, he felt that the Li family should get a bit more.

  He arranged the 600,000 cash neatly and patted it with his hand, saying: "Aunt Li, here is 600,000. Although no amount of money can bring back Snow's life, having this compensation will make life a little easier."

  Mrs. Li didn't even glance at the money on the table, her eyes fixed on Xia Wenjie as she asked in a trembling voice: "Has the murderer...has the real murderer been caught? Wasn't my Snow Song just an accidental fall from the building?"

  "Yes... yes, the murderer has been brought to justice, and Xue Song was pushed down the stairs by the murderer..." Xia Wenjie hung his head, choking back tears, unable to continue speaking, while Li Mu had already collapsed to the ground, wailing loudly.

  Xia Wenjie hastily helped Li Mu up from the ground and let her sit on a chair. He turned his head towards Li Xuesong's room, closed his eyes and sighed, muttering to himself: Xuesong, if you have a spirit in heaven, now you can finally rest in peace.

  It wasn't until noon that Xia Wenjie left the Li's house with a heavy heart, and then he went to the Xu's house.

  Because of Xu Jing's relationship, Xia Wenjie often comes to the Xu family as a guest, sometimes helping with feeding, and sometimes chatting with Xu Jing, but so-called chatting is all his own monologue.

  After arriving at the Xu family's home, he took out all the remaining 400,000 yuan in cash from his backpack and handed it over to Mrs. Xu, saying the same words as he did to Mrs. Li, claiming that the culprit had been brought to justice and this was the compensation money.

  After hearing his words, Mrs. Xu was filled with emotions and although she didn't get as agitated as Mrs. Li, she sat silently in her chair wiping away tears.

  Xia Wenjie comforted her for a while before getting up and walking into Xu Jing's room.

  Slowly closing the door, Xia Wenjie walked to the bed and looked at Xu Jing who was sitting on it in a daze. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and forced a smile, saying: "Xiao Jing, I have some good news for you, Jin Er, the one who killed Xue Song, is dead."

  He thought his words would get some reaction from Xu Jing, but she still sat on the bed motionless, her face expressionless, and her eyes were still empty. Her body was like an empty shell without a soul, and Xia Wenjie didn't even know if she had heard what he said.

  "Jin Er is dead! He fell to his death in that same building, on that same rooftop. It's karma, what goes around comes around, this is the result he deserved."

  Xia Wenjie slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, looking straight into Xu Jing's eyes and smiled: "Little Jing, the revenge for Snow Song has been avenged, you don't have to worry about bad people coming to bully you anymore, you should be happy."

  "Are you worried about me? Don't worry, the police can't find me."

  "Do you still remember what I told you about driving away tigers and swallowing wolves? The whole thing, not a single flaw, even if they investigate me, there's no evidence to accuse me of anything, am I not formidable?"

  Xia Wenjie smiled complacently as he spoke to himself, but tears fell down unconsciously.

  "Right..." He felt something, hastily raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, took a deep breath, and continued smiling: "Last time I came, I said that after this matter is over, I'll take you out for some fresh air. Do you want to go to the seaside or see the mountains and rivers?"

  He suddenly thought of something, patted his own head and said: "If you want to see the sea, you can also see it in our city. I think we should go see mountains and rivers. Let's go to Mount Tai first. We'll be on top of the mountain, overlooking all the small mountains. Mount Tai is also very close to us."

  "Then we can also go..."

  He was speaking when Xǔ Jìng, who had been motionless until then, suddenly leaned forward, opened her arms and wrapped them around him.

  Xia Wenjie was stunned, this was the first time in more than two years that Xu Jing had reacted so strongly to him, and the first time she had interacted with him.

  He stared blankly, letting Xu Jing hold him for a long time. After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses. He wanted to see Xu Jing's face but didn't dare push her away. His voice trembling, he said: "L...little Jing..."

  She didn't react, just gently holding him, after a while, maybe a few seconds, or like a few minutes, she slowly loosened her arms, her body leaned back, relying on the bed head, the expression on her face was still dull and wooden, as if nothing had happened earlier.

  "Xiao Jing?" Xia Wenjie softly called out her name, but her soul had once again flown off to who-knows-where.

  Just now she just had a brief reaction, and now she has returned to normal. Xia Wenjie felt disappointed at the same time, but his heart was filled with joyful relief. After all, this is a good start, and he believed that as long as he tried harder, spent more time accompanying her, Xiaojing would definitely get better and return to being a normal person.

  He had made plans for the future since he didn't know when, and after graduating from university, he would marry Xiao Jing. He didn't know if his feelings for Xiao Jing were love or not, but one thing was certain: taking care of Xiao Jing was his responsibility.

  This day was a bittersweet one for Xia Wenjie, and also the day he made a clean break with his past. From then on, there would be no more hatred in his life, and he would live an ordinary life like everyone else.

  When he returned home, it was already past six in the evening. Xia Wenhao was at home, and there was another person, Zhou Huiru.

  Zhou Huiru didn't often go to Xia's house, or rather, Xia Wenhao didn't often bring her back, although the two were already very intimate boyfriend and girlfriend.

  In Xia Wenjie's impression, his brother had many girlfriends, but only one brought back home was Hui Ru sister.

  Seeing Zhou Huiru with only light makeup and wearing a cute apron, Xia Wenjie smiled and said: "Sister Huiru, you're here."

  "It's true, you've finally come once, and your brother treats you like a servant."

  Zhou Huiru bustled back and forth between the kitchen and dining room, putting dish after dish on the table, while Xia Wenhao sat leisurely in the living room, lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching TV with a calm demeanor.

  Xia Wenhao is such a big man, and no one can understand this better than Xia Wenjie. He pulled down his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and said while washing his hands: "Huiru sister, I'll help you."

  Zhou Huiru smiled and said: "Still, little brother is the most lovely, much better than some people." As she spoke, she deliberately rolled her eyes at Xia Wenhao in the living room.

  "Men should be in charge outside, women should be in charge inside, it's the natural order of things. If I'm going to marry a wife just to serve me, then I might as well go to the temple and invite a Buddha statue back home, it would be much more convenient." Xia Wenhao said slowly, shaking his leg.

  "Little brother, listen to what your brother is saying! What kind of talk is this?" Zhou Huiru rolled her eyes and pouted in exasperation, but the expression on her face couldn't conceal the joy in her heart.

  Xia Wenhao said that it was as if he had taken her as his wife, which was exactly what Zhou Huiru had been dreaming of.

  No one can deny that Xia Wenhao is an outstanding man, young, handsome and rich, and there have never been women around him. It's a very proud and unexpected thing for Zhou Huiru to successfully win his heart.