Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 780 Su Wuming 79

He stared at her blankly, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

Millions of Chinese women? Changing unfair history? These words sounded so strange to him, yet so shocking.

Su Wuming felt his head buzzing, like an old bell being struck hard, making a dull echo. He tried hard to digest Chu Hua's words, trying to understand the deep meaning behind them.

These grand words seemed like two completely different worlds from the detective reasoning, yin and yang, and the five elements that he was familiar with.

He looked at Chu Hua, the woman who usually had a sly smile on her face, but now she looked unusually dignified with a determined light in her eyes.

This kind of light represents a determination to give up everything for justice and for all the people of the world.

"Huan'er." Su Wuming's voice was a little dry: "You...what do you want to do?"

Chu Huan smiled slightly, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile.

"Su Wuming, what I want to do is very simple, that is, to allow women of this era to live freely and freely choose their own lives like men."

Su Wuming certainly knew the injustice of this era towards women. Not leaving the house, taking care of the husband and raising children, was the fate of a woman's life.

They were like birds in a cage, trapped in a small world, unable to spread their wings and fly high. He had seen too many women who were talented but could only be buried in the boudoir, and he couldn't help feeling sorry for them.

He frowned, as if trying to solve a complicated puzzle. "Huan'er, what you said... I have never thought about it. Can women really be like men?"

Chu Hua looked at his confused expression, secretly laughing in her heart, but remained calm on her face. "Su Wuming, you are well-read, haven't you read Biographies of Women? Ban Zhao, Cai Wenji, which one of them is not as good as a man?"

Su Wuming was startled. He was familiar with these names, but he had never associated them with "freedom". He always believed that they were just exceptions, lucky people blessed by God.

Seeing that he was touched, Chu Huan struck while the iron was hot.

"Su Wuming, have you ever thought that perhaps every woman longs to have her own sky in her heart?"

Su Wuming was silent. He thought of his mother who passed away early. She was gentle and virtuous. She took care of the housework all her life and never complained. But was there ever a trace of desire and reluctance in her eyes?

He didn't dare to think about it any further because he was afraid of touching the truth deep in his heart that he didn't want to admit.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Chu Hua gently held his hand and said softly, "Su Wuming, you don't have to be so entangled. I just want to tell you that women are not as weak as you think. They can also be strong and have their own ideas."

Su Wuming held her hand in return, feeling the warmth coming from his palm, and his heart inexplicably calmed down.

"Huan'er, thank you for telling me this. Perhaps I should look at women from a different perspective."

Su Wuming's hands were tightly wrapped around Chu Hua's, his fingertips caressing the skin on the back of her hand, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination.

"Huan'er, I support you."

Chu Hua was slightly startled, and then she smiled brilliantly, lighting up Su Wuming's heart like the warm sunshine of spring. "Really? Don't you think I'm fanciful?"

Su Wuming shook his head, his eyes as gentle as water.

"No, I think you are very brave. Although I cannot fully understand what you said for the time being, I believe that what you are pursuing must be something beautiful." He paused, with a hint of clumsy seriousness in his tone.

"Like...like I want to protect you."

Chu Hua's smile deepened, and her eyes flickered with a hint of cunning. "So, you are willing to work with me to change the injustice of this world towards women?"

Su Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then his ears turned red. He originally wanted to say that he would protect Chu Hua alone, but she cleverly extended it to "all women in the world". Although it was a bit beyond his expectations, looking at Chu Hua's expectant eyes, he really couldn't bear to refuse.

"I... I'll do my best." Su Wuming said with some stammering, his eyes wandering, not daring to look directly into Chu Hua's eyes.

Chu Huan blinked, her smile faded, and she took on a serious expression, as if her playfulness just now was only a flash in the pan.

"Su Wuming, I have to remind you that this road is not smooth. We may be involved in the center of the power struggle. If we are not careful, we will lose our lives. If things go wrong, you will be implicated and die with me. Have you thought it through? Do you still want to come with me?"

When Su Wuming heard the words "die together", his heart was shocked and he subconsciously clenched Chu Hua's hand with such force that she frowned slightly.

He finally raised his head and stared at Chu Hua with burning eyes. The usual innocence was gone in his eyes, replaced by a deep determination.

"Huan'er, I know what you said. Ever since I followed my mentor Di Gong to investigate cases, I knew that the world is not black and white, and the struggle for power is even more turbulent. If you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces. But I have never thought of retreating, because I know that someone has to stand up to protect the light and justice in this world."

He paused, his tone became softer, but also more determined: "Now, what you are pursuing is also the light and justice of this world, so how can I retreat? Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, I am willing to walk hand in hand with you, and I will not let you down even if we die."

Chu Huan was shocked by his words. She thought Su Wuming would hesitate and retreat. After all, he has always been a cautious person.

But she didn't expect that he would agree so readily, and even said such heavy words as "I will never let you down, whether you live or die."

She blinked, trying to hide her inner turmoil, and pretended to be relaxed and teased: "Life and death are not to be underestimated? Su Wuming, you are quite arrogant. Think carefully, if you follow me, you will suffer. You may even die someday. When that happens, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Su Wuming looked at her pretending to be relaxed, knowing that she was hiding her inner feelings. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, his eyes so gentle that they could almost drip tears. "Huan'er, I know you are worried about me. But I have never been so determined in my life. For you, for the ideals you pursue, I am willing to give everything, even my life."

Chu Hua was a little overwhelmed by his sudden and affectionate confession, and her cheeks were slightly hot. She subconsciously wanted to avoid his touch, but she couldn't bear to do so. She could only turn her head away to hide her heart that was about to jump out of her chest.

"Who... who is worried about you! I just... just don't want you to die in vain." Chu Hua's voice was trembling a little, but she still pretended to be calm.

Seeing this, Su Wuming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile. "I know, I know." He took his hand back, but held her hand, interlocking their fingers.

"Huan'er, from now on, you and I will be together through life and death, and will never be separated." Su Wuming looked at Chu Huan affectionately, as if they were the only two left in the world.

Chu Hua suddenly burst out laughing, breaking the slightly corny atmosphere.

"Su Wuming, when did you learn to say such love words? It's so corny!" She pretended to push Su Wuming with disgust, but she couldn't bear to really push him away.

Su Wuming was embarrassed by her smile, and his ears began to turn red again. He explained naively: "I... I just learned this from you..."

"Learn from me? What did I teach you?" Chu Hua raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smirk.

Su Wuming was speechless for a moment, hesitating for a long time, and finally managed to say: "It's just... the way you usually talk is quite... quite sweet..."

"Sweet? How can I be sweet? I'm obviously spicy!" Chu Hua said, and deliberately made a face and stuck out her tongue, imitating the taste of spicy food.

Su Wuming looked at her quirky appearance, and his heart softened.

The next morning, the Yan family cemetery was crowded with people. There were cries and shouts, and the birds in the trees flew away.

Mother Yan cried with tears and snot: "My son! You died so tragically! You were buried just a few days ago and you are being dug out again. How can I live with you?"

She beat her chest and stamped her feet, as if she was going to faint any second.

Yan Yuanfu's wife cried bitterly. She hugged the newly piled earth tightly, as if it was her last resort: "My husband! Open your eyes and look at me! They are going to dig you out! What should I do with you?"

Chu Hua felt a headache when she saw the crying and wailing scene in front of her. She knew that opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy was the key to solving the case, but she couldn't bear to do that to these two grief-stricken women. Su Wuming saw this and gently patted Chu Hua's shoulder, signaling her to stay calm.

He took a step forward, bowed to Yan's mother and wife, and said in a gentle tone: "I am very sorry for your loss. I know it is disrespectful to open the coffin for an autopsy, but in order to find out the truth, I hope you can understand."

Upon hearing this, Yan's mother cried even louder: "Understand? How can you expect us to understand? My son's body is still warm and you want to dig him out. How can we who are still alive live like this?"

Yan's wife also cried out, "Yes! You officials only know how to bully ordinary people like us! My husband is already dead, and you still want to torment him. Do you still have any conscience?"

Su Wuming patiently explained, "You two, I know you are very sad now, but please believe that we are doing this to solve the case as soon as possible, find the real culprit, and give Yan Yuanfu an explanation."

"An explanation? What explanation? The person is dead, what else is there to explain? You just want to make a fuss about my husband's body!"

The governor couldn't bear it, and if the matter got out of hand and reported to the higher authorities, it would be extremely detrimental to his career.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with an apologetic smile: "Sima Su, look at these... the two ladies are crying so sadly, why don't we... think of other ways?"