Chapter 58 Investigating the Truth (2/2)

Long Xi and Mo Kun went over to teacher Xu's house, rang the doorbell and considered how they would carry out their ”field reconnaissance”.

Teacher Xu's house was located at the teacher's dormitory building next to the school's student dormitory building.

He welcomed Long Xi and Mo Kun. Perhaps it was because Long Xi was an excellent student and an outstanding class leader. Or maybe it was because Long Xie was about the same age as Xu Xian'er.

He served them tea and took the opportunity to talk about Xu Xian'er's childhood.

Long Xi saw that his house furnishing was quite simple. Xu Xian'er's photos were everywhere, which showed that Xu Xian'er liked taking photos, or that teacher Xu liked taking photos of his daughter.

So she hesitantly asked, ”May I have a look at school senior Xu's photo album?”

Teacher Xu immediately went into the room and took out several thick photo albums.

Those photo albums were like a memorial of Xu Xian'er's youth; they recorded every important moments of her short life.

There were not only photos, but also labels written by teacher Xu himself: My daughter's first cry, her first bath, her first turning over, her first crawl, her first toddling step, her first lesson in modern dance, her first participation in the school's modern dance competition, her first prize win and so on.

Long Xi looked at it and couldn't help shedding tears as well.

Such a young girl in the prime of her life was like a flower destroyed by the cold wind and withering so prematurely. As a father, teacher Xu had to bury his own child; his pain was beyond anyone else's understanding!

Teacher Xu did not cry. He looked mournful as if his tears had dried up already.

Long Xi felt a bit guilty. Should she be here? Was what she was doing reopening Teacher Xu's emotional wounds?

When teacher Xu calmed down, Long Xi carefully pointed to one of the photos and asked, ”Who is this young man?”

In the photo, a tall, burly, strong boy with big eyes and thick eyebrows was holding Xu Xian'er with his hands, while Xu Xian'er's posture seemed like she was flying. Both of them had white feathers on their heads and bodies and their faces were full of yearnings as if they were a bird couple who longed for the future, filled with dreams and happiness.

Teacher Xu put on his reading glasses, looked carefully and said, ”This is Liuxing, Xian'er's dancing partner. He is a senior three student, maybe in Class Five, I can't remember that well. There are many lift actions in modern dance, which are usually performed by strong boys. They have been partners for two years since senior one and have a great tacit understanding between them! In fact, I was not used to it at first, and always felt it's not appropriate for a man and a woman to have so much body contact. But Xian'er said it was art, and so I was appeased.”

Long Xi saw that there was a line of neat words on the side of the photo: Gong Liuxing to Xu Xian'er.

She asked, ”Liuxing's full name is Gong Liuxing?”

Teacher Xu answered vaguely, ”It seems so. I don't know him very well either.”

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Teacher Xu looked out through the peephole on the wooden door and saw Jiang Ba standing in the doorway, smoking a Brazilian top cigar, with a vicious and arrogant look on his face.

Jiang Ba was accompanied by a group of fighters, including Huang Quanlu, Deng Xian and a few young people whom the teacher Xu didn't know.

Each of them had a bucket filled with stuff in their hands and nobody knew what it contained.