Wang Lang's hand holding cigarettes was hanging in the air, and the old prison guard took it by himself.

"Dead?" Wang Lang asked, shook his head again, "Impossible, how could he die just sent it last night?"

The old prison guard took a sip of cigarette, "What's the possibility of this? Can I still lie to you? This morning, I died from a wall. I just asked the few people in a prison cell to clean up the house and the body was pulled away more than twenty minutes ago."

Wang Lang was stunned.

The old prison guard sniffed a puff of cigarette, "I heard that this young man is quite miserable, hey! Hey, life is so fragile, how can you say that life is hard? As long as you want to die, there is no way you can't die."

Wang Lang never thought that this would be the case. A good person died suddenly.

Wang Lang has experienced many things like life and death, and Wang Lang is also vivid in his mind when many of his comrades and brothers die in front of him, but this is the first time Wang Lang has encountered a dead Wang Lang like Sun Guozhu.

Frustrated.

Wang Lang felt depressed himself.

While feeling frustrated, I was still full of anger. I don’t know where I came from, and I don’t know how to post it.

Sun Lingling gently patted Wang Lang on the shoulder and said softly, "Let's go."

Wang Lang came to his senses and handed a box of cigarettes to the old prison guard, "Please trouble you."

The old prison guard waved his hand, "What trouble is it?"

After leaving prison, Wang Lang drove Sun Lingling home. He didn't say a word along the way, and Sun Lingling didn't say anything.

After sending Sun Lingling back, Wang Lang drove back to Yingxiang Apartment.

After taking a shower, Wang Lang lies on the sofa, and touching a cigarette on the coffee table and smoking it sipped.

After smoking a box of cigarettes, the room was filled with smoke. Wang Lang reached out and touched an empty cigarette box, pinched it into a ball and threw it away.

The door suddenly opened and a woman's cough came.

Wang Lang glanced at it and found that it was Tian Lingling.

Tian Lingling stood at the door with her nose pinched and waited for a long time. After almost the smoke dissipated, Tian Lingling walked in.

"Are you back?" Wang Lang sat up.

Tian Lingling nodded and leaned over to help Wang Lang clean up the room.

"When did you come back?" Wang Lang asked again.

"It was past ten o'clock this morning." Tian Lingling said, picking up the cigarette box that was pinched into a ball of it in the corner of the wall. Tian Lingling paused and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Wang Lang smiled, "No."

Tian Lingling lowered her head and continued to clean up the house.

"Where is Xiaojun?" Tian Lingling asked when she cleaned Xiaojun's house, "The child didn't come back at noon. Where did he go?"

Wang Lang shook his ears, "He is at his class teacher's place. It's almost the end of the term. His class teacher thinks I'm worried about taking the child with me."

Tian Lingling smiled slightly, "I'm back, and I can take Xiaojun back, I'll take it with me."

Wang Lang smiled, "It's okay, there are not a few days left."

After cleaning up the house, Duoduo walked in outside the door, rubbed his eyes and hugged the doll, and pouted his mouth and fell into Wang Lang's arms, "Uncle, Duoduo misses you so much."

Wang Lang rubbed Duoduo's head indulgently, "Uncle misses you too."

I hugged Duoduo to my legs and found that Duoduo was much darker and liked to suck my nose before speaking.

I used to be quite fashionable, but now my outfit is very different from before. I used to be that the children brought by my grandparents were different from those brought by my parents, so Wang Lang believed it now.

Tian Lingling washed several of Wang Lang's clothes. After seeing Wang Lang's underwear, Tian Lingling naturally took them to wash them by hand.

When drying clothes, Tian Lingling tried to speak several times but stopped. Wang Lang was so funny that he saw it, "Do you have anything to say?"

Tian Lingling looked at Wang Lang, "You should know Lan Feng, right?"

Wang Lang nodded, "I know, what's wrong?"

"When he was in the United States, he had already proposed to Mr. Lin." Tian Lingling turned to dry clothes while talking, and Yu Guang was staring at Wang Lang's facial expression.

However, he didn't see anything from Wang Lang's face. Wang Lang still made a grimace and said naturally, "I heard about it."

Tian Lingling nodded, and after drying her clothes, she said, "I'll just tell you."

Wang Lang smiled.

Duoduo lay down in Wang Lang's ear and secretly said, "Uncle, mom is jealous."

Wang Lang couldn't help laughing and shaved Duoduo's little nose, "Where did you learn this?"

Duoduo pouted, "Duoduo is very smart, of course he came up with it. Uncle, would you be my dad?"

Tian Lingling, who was holding the washing basin, shook her hands, turned around and pulled Duoduo away, "Duoduo, what are you talking about?"

Tian Lingling blushed and looked at Wang Lang again, "The child is young, don't mind what he says."

Wang Lang smiled and nodded, saying nothing.

After dinner, Wang Lang practiced for a while.

Before I knew it, it was evening. Xuanxuan called and said she would not come back if she was on night shift at night. She also asked about the situation of Sun Guozhudi.

Wang Lang sighed, "Die."

"Dead?" Xuanxuan was a little unbelievable.

"You lied to me, Wang Lang. He was arrested yesterday and was shot today? How is this possible? Does the police officer have to judge the case for a long time? Why was it shot so quickly? There will be no shady here, Wang Lang?" Xuanxuan asked after question.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette, "It has nothing to do with others. He committed suicide by hitting the wall and died. Don't blame others for everything."

Xuanxuan started sobbing after being silent for a long time, and her crying became louder and louder. Finally, she burst into tears. Then Zheng Haijun's voice came, and she hurriedly asked what was going on. Xuanxuan cried and said that Zhuzi was dead.

Zheng Haijun took the phone call, "Brother, have you executed the gun so quickly?"

"I committed suicide by hitting the wall." Wang Lang explained to Zheng Haijun again.

Zheng Haijun was also silent. After a long time, Xuanxuan still cried. No one expected that this girl who was full of dirty jokes would cry like this.

"Everyone has his own destiny." Zheng Haijun sighed.

Wang Lang didn't know what to say, "It's useless to say this."

Xuanxuan suddenly snatched the phone and said to Wang Lang with a sob. "Wang Lang, I'll tell you, if you are caught in the future, don't learn from the pillars. Don't commit suicide. Just wait. I'll go bankrupt and I'll go find a lawyer to get you out. Have you heard it? Don't die, it's better to live without death. Wang Lang?"

This kind of words came from Xuanxuan's mouth, which was probably a joke, but now she was crying and touching Wang Lang.

After a huh, Xuanxuan sobbed and hung up the phone.

Wang Lang hung up the phone and fell asleep, and the scene of the old prison guard saying that Sun Guozhu was dead was repeated in his mind.

The door was pushed open in a daze, and someone pushed Wang Lang. Wang Lang stood up to look and found that it was Duoduo.

Duoduo held the doll, "Uncle, go and see, my mother is crying again."

Wang Lang stood up and went downstairs. Duoduo knocked on the door and called his mother. Tian Lingling opened the door and didn't wear anything. Tian Lingling was stunned when she saw Wang Lang.

Close the door quickly.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Duoduo be good, mom will be fine in a while."

After coaxing Duoduo to sleep, Wang Lang returned to the house.

After lying down for a while, someone came in and climbed onto Wang Lang, breathing heavily.

"Wang Lang, I want it."
Chapter completed!