Xia Xingran didn't even know how she ended up in the morgue of Peking Union Medical College Hospital.
It was obvious that just two days ago, Ji Ling was smiling with her and discussing the future life with hope on his face. How could he turn into a cold and miserable corpse in the blink of an eye?
Bai Moyan stopped in front of Ji Ling's body covered with white cloth. He knew that Xia Xingran hated this the most, so he motioned to Xia Xingran not to look at it.
Xia Xingran said nothing and pushed Bai Moyan away with a dull expression. She doesn't believe it, she absolutely doesn't believe it.
After lifting the white cloth, Ji Ling's familiar face appeared in front of her. Looking at the bloody girl in front of him, Xia Xingran's face turned pale, her pupils trembled slightly, and the light in her eyes instantly shattered.
She stooped her back, turned around slowly, and walked to the corner with trembling steps. Holding the wall with one hand and covering her chest with the other, she began to vomit violently. At the same time, her body began to curl up and convulse uncontrollably, accompanied by trembling. Read the book
Bai Moyan immediately realized that this was Xia Xingran's post-traumatic syndrome occurring again. He pushed Han Chenluo away, held Xia Xingran in his arms, put his hand into her mouth and pressed her tongue to prevent her from biting his tongue.
"Su Wanwan, go get the ***!" Bai Moyan looked at Xia Xingran, whose eyes were getting more and more hollow and her face was getting redder, and her anxious voice changed the tone.
Su Wanwan was also frightened, and immediately turned around and ran to the pharmacy.
A few minutes later, Han Chenluo held down Xia Xingran, who was almost having an epileptic fit. Bai Moyan pried open Xia Xingran's mouth and forcefully fed Xia Xingran his vagina.
After shaking his body from fast to slow several times, Xia Xingran gradually regained his composure. She slumped against the wall, like a fish that had lost its fins, without direction or hope, falling straight into the depths of the sea, powerless and helpless.
In the second half of the night, Xia Xingran gradually woke up. Han Chenluo and Bai Moyan were sleeping on the left and right of the hospital bed. As soon as she moved slightly, the two people immediately stood up and looked at her directly.
"Why?"
Xia Xingran's voice was hoarse, and large crystal tears rolled down her pale cheeks, hitting the pale quilt, and instantly stained puddles of water stains.
"She has obviously waited for the inspection report, and she will be able to seek justice for herself soon. Why exactly?"
She couldn't help but screamed loudly, her delicate face was full of crazy despair and doubt, tears were streaming down her face, and she was on the verge of collapse.
Su Wanwan looked at Bai Moyan and Han Chenluo who were hesitant to speak, raised her head to hold back her tears, walked into Xia Xingran's ward, handed her the phone, and told her to read it herself.
Xia Xingran clicked it and took a look, and was stunned. Her eyes were so wide that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.
This is the video of Ji Ling being violated by her uncle. Ji Ling's face can be clearly seen in the picture, as well as the two bodies close to each other.
"That's not the only one. Hundreds of videos were exposed at the same time. The distorted facts caused Ji Ling to be attacked and abused by countless people." Su Wanwan lowered her head, her tone filled with unconcealable grief and indignation.
Xia Xingran closed her eyes. For Ji Ling, this was the straw that broke the camel's back.
"When did it happen? Did you report it to the police?" Xia Xingran's tone was full of hatred.
"At the same time that the forensic identification agency sent the paternity test report, these videos began to go viral on the Internet. When we found out that we were looking for Ji Ling, she was standing on the roof, seemingly waiting for us. She and everyone One of the medical staff who had taken care of her bowed and said thank you, then jumped off the top floor resolutely."
Bai Moyan took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his white coat and handed it to Xia Xingran: "Ji Ling's suicide note, she said she couldn't wait to tell you in person, so she wrote it for you."
Xia Xingran hurriedly took it and unfolded it: "Sister Xia, I'm sorry. What you said about being born a girl is really very desirable, but I can no longer realize it. The world is really good, but I will never come here again in the next life."
Xia Xingran clicked on her social media, and the last update was a photo she took on the top floor: the text was like an autobiography, detailing her life experiences over the past 16 years. At the end of this long article, she quoted "Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must leave your innocence in the world." 】One sentence.
This is a young girl who has been tasted of the injustice and cruelty of the world, and is making her final struggle against the world with death!
Xia Xingran grabbed the piece of paper and looked at the nearly overwhelming negative comments on Weibo, almost crying.
Why is this world so twisted and black and white? Why do good people not live long but bad people get away with it?
The hatred in Xia Xingran's heart grew stronger and stronger, and her eyes became firmer. She secretly made up her mind that she would always seek justice for Ji Ling and change this deformed society that had been deceived for a long time!
Xia Xingran stayed up all night. Not only did he repost Ji Ling's Weibo, but he also missed every moment he spent with Ji Ling during this period. Finally, he attached multiple medical certificates to provide authenticity.
He Siyuan was immediately filled with indignation after learning the news about Ji Ling's death due to Internet violence from Xia Xingran's Weibo. Many teachers and classmates from the Law Department of Renmin University of China were called upon to respond and actively participate in Ji Ling’s case. Read the book
The Beijing Women's Federation immediately reposted Xia Xingran's repost on Ji Ling's Weibo, and made a clarification and statement on Ji Ling's behalf, criticized this behavior, expressed strong condemnation, and said it would follow up to the end.
Wen Jichuan, the Huaguo Public Security Department, contacted the Huaguo Internet Department as quickly as possible, and quickly removed and blocked the video of Ji Ling's violation from the entire network. Lin Renze, in a few hours, will be the one who spread the rumor about the video. Arrested and brought to justice.
Many influential public figures began to support Ji Ling in their own ways.
Public dissatisfaction is rising, demanding that the murderer be severely punished, and a more complete punishment system be developed for such persistent and vicious attacks on young girls, as well as the increasingly rampant online violence.
The Supreme People's Court of China, amidst the boiling public opinion, announced that it would accept the case and open a hearing at an optional date.
This is a hymn of courage and a passing on of fire.
Ji Ling's protest with his own life exposed the long-neglected group of vulnerable underage girls in China who were violated by their relatives but did not receive legitimate demands and fair judgments. It also sounded the alarm about deaths caused by online violence.
Her leap gave hundreds of millions of underage girls in China the opportunity to grow up stably in the future, as well as the improvement and reform of the online violence punishment system.
In order to seek justice, protect the rights of underage girls to grow up, and pay more attention to online violence. The courage of Ji Ling and all the people who worked hard to defend justice deserves everyone's admiration and tribute.
The power of women has never been imagined. A person's power may be very small, but they are never alone.
Perhaps in the future, there will be more and more girls' wanton smiling faces and running figures under the sky, and the number of bad words on the Internet will be reduced a lot.
But Ji Ling's fresh life was forever fixed at the age of 16, that 16-year-old who was as bright and beautiful as a flower.
The journey of women and disadvantaged groups has been so difficult for thousands of years, and they have to pay a heavy price every time they fight.
Three days later, on the day of Ji Ling's cremation, many people came from all over China. They all stayed silently outside the funeral home to see Ji Ling on her last journey.
Xia Xingran buried Ji Ling and her parents together. The tombstone was filled with all kinds of flowers, clothes and snacks sent by the people.
Xia Xingran held back tears and wiped the tombstone, sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone, and said with a forced smile: "Ji Ling, have you seen that the whole country of China is speaking out for you. When the verdict comes out, I will burn it for you. You and your parents are here Heaven must be happy."
Wen Jichuan and Lin Ren also each presented a bouquet of white chrysanthemums to Ji Ling. After getting up, they looked at Xia Xingran, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, and squeezed her shoulders to comfort her.
"Xiao Xia, people cannot be resurrected. What is more important for us now is to seek justice for Ji Ling!" Lin Ren knelt down and approached Xia Xingran: "Guess who shot and spread those videos?"
Xia Xingran asked softly: "Who?"
"She's Ji Ling's cousin. That is, her uncle's daughter." Wen Jichuan replied for Lin Ren.
"What?!" Su Wanwan was the first to shout and cursed: "Holy crap, no one in this family is normal, they are all sick!"
"The question now
The problem is that Ji Ling's cousin is the only witness. If she is willing to tell the truth and accuse her father of coercion, then the punishment will be more powerful. "
"But her cousin, according to our interrogation in the past few days, for some reason, particularly hates Ji Ling. She insists that Ji Ling deliberately seduced her father, which made us very embarrassed, so I want you to come over and have a look." Lin Ren interrogated. He had been a suspect for many years, but this time he was really stumped, so he had to come to Xia Xingran for help. .
"Captain Lin, thank you for your hard work. No problem, I'll go back to the interrogation room with you." Xia Xingran stood up with his hands on the ground.
"Ji Ling, wait for me."
Xia Xingran glanced at the tombstone with a determined look, turned around and walked forward. A sudden strong wind blew up in the empty cemetery, blowing off the hairband of Xia Xingran who was walking against the wind, causing her hair to fly instantly.
At this moment, the female warrior in the book suddenly became concrete.
The brilliant morning glow in the distance suddenly rose, as bright as a girl's smiling face.
