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There’s a saying that goes, “Evil people will meet their match.”
We had just arrived at the Public Security Bureau when an officer received a report of an incident. That woman and her hired mediator had been attacked and were now being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. The perpetrator had fled, and a citywide manhunt was underway.
Hearing this news, I couldn’t help but recall something that woman had once said—“It was meant to be.” Perhaps she wasn’t wrong; she just had the wrong target. Abandoning her husband and children, using her loved ones to gain attention, it was no surprise that she ended up in such a predicament.
Was it over? Her retribution had only just begun!
I lay on the sofa in uncle Wang's office, scrolling through my phone. I no longer needed to stir the pot; everything would unfold as I had anticipated.
By noon, another video related to that woman surfaced online. This time, it wasn’t her but the daughter of her lover whom she had raised. In the video, the girl accused the woman of taking her to engage in sex trade when she was still a minor.
Once this video went viral, those who had previously sympathized with the woman were left stunned. Soon, all the things she had done over the years were exposed. How could this happen so quickly? It was thanks to the earlier viral video of that woman; many people had come looking for her story and now seized the opportunity to dig into her black history.
Videos related to that woman flooded the internet, and suddenly public opinion shifted. Those who once supported her turned against her, directing their outrage at the woman who was still lying in the hospital.
“Haha! We don’t even need to investigate further; we have witnesses,” uncle Wang said, watching the videos online with a satisfied smile as he prepared to get up and arrange work.
I also stood up to say my goodbyes. That woman was in the hospital now, and soon those who had attacked her would be caught. When she woke up, she would discover that it was the children of her lover—whom she had painstakingly raised for twenty years—who exposed her numerous illegal activities. I wondered what her reaction would be.
Everything was no longer my concern.
She was finished!
I had achieved my goal.
As I left the Public Security Bureau, I bought some offerings for my father and sister on the street.
Sitting by their graves, I recounted everything that had happened over these past few days until the sun began to set. Finally, I stood up to head down the mountain.
After taking a few steps, I paused and turned back to smile at their graves, waving goodbye.
Dad! I won’t cry anymore!
Sister! Brother will be alright!
…
Locking up my small courtyard, I left the city where I had lived for over twenty years.
I heard news about that woman again a year later when uncle Wang called me.
“Liu Ming! The case has been sentenced! Three years. The woman wants to see you; you know this is a reasonable request we can only convey.”
"Mm! Alright!"
I agreed.
In the prison where I once served my sentence, I saw a woman.
She looked at me with a forlorn expression, hesitating for a long time but ultimately saying nothing.
I quietly watched her, feeling neither anger nor sadness.
We sat across from each other in silence, not exchanging a single word until the visiting time was almost over.
I stood up, glanced around, and then looked at the woman and said, "Do you know? I was imprisoned here too, back then my father had died, and my sister was gone, so no one came to see me."
After saying that, I turned and left without looking back.
Behind me, I heard the woman's faint voice.
"I'm sorry!"
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