When I received the re-employment notice from the institute, I thought it was just an invitation to be a technical consultant. Unexpectedly, they took me to the old archives. Qingmei Chen Peiyao knelt down on one knee, holding a faded medal that should have belonged to me. Old colleagues congratulated her one after another, but ignored me and did not agree. They all agreed that I would cry bitterly for this belated status. After all, I chased Chen Peiyao from the Educated Youth Station to the Northwest, spending ten years of youth without any regrets. But they forgot that five years ago, it was Chen Peiyao who accused me of falsifying data. It was she who immediately informed the entire institute that my illegal operation had caused an explosion in the laboratory. The angry villagers believed that I had deliberately poisoned me, so they took off my clothes and paraded me through the streets to vent their anger. At one point I suffered from panic disorder and was unable to take care of myself, so my uncle who was traveling to Southeast Asia took me abroad for treatment. Now the old director told me. "Pei Yao used all her connections to keep you out of jail." "After you left, she held the photo of you together in a daze all day long, and her eyes turned red when she saw your name." I didn't respond and subconsciously touched the wedding ring on my ring finger.
