In the reception room of the detention center, Wen Fei was sitting with a long band-aid wrapped around his neck. Sitting opposite was Yang Zijun. Zijun was wearing a pink down jacket today and had a light band around his neck.
A blue silk scarf. On Pear Blossom's rain-stained face, her two big eyes were a little red and swollen. She unconsciously turned over and over and folded the white tissue in her hand.
The two of them were speechless. "You've lost weight! I can't get used to the food here." Before Zi Jun saw Wen Fei, he had thousands of things to say in his heart, but when he saw him in person, he didn't know what to say.
"Fortunately, it's not as bad as I thought." Wen Fei smiled, his smile was very forced, "You don't have to worry, I'll treat it as if I'm on vacation when I'm here." Zi Jun knew that these were words of comfort.
In fact, Wen Fei is not completely comforted. Apart from freedom, other aspects are not so difficult for him here.
He is now the new general manager in the entire prison. He sleeps on the largest bed, covered with two quilts, and is served every day. The food he eats is also the best. Many friends and family members of prisoners will send money from outside.
Giving gifts. If you have money here, it’s actually the same as outside. You can also open a small stove to eat.
"I heard from Zixing that the situation with your lawsuit is very good now. The worst result is that you will be jailed for two years at most. No matter what, I will wait for you to come out." Zi Jun burst into tears when he mentioned the emotional part.
of falling.
Wen Fei scratched his hair in annoyance and lowered his head. He couldn't bear to see Zi Jun like this. During this time in prison, Wen Fei often missed her, but now that he is like this, he really feels ashamed of her.
Since the two of them got together, Zi Jun has spent most of his time in fear. Wen Fei himself knows very well that he cannot give Zi Jun a sense of security at the moment, nor can he give her a happy life.
I really owe her too much. Sometimes Wen Fei feels that he has failed very much. His life was full of sorrow and devastation before, but everything changed when he unintentionally possessed mysterious power. He received the guidance of the mysterious figure Uncle Long
On the one hand, he has the purpose of helping the world and helping others, and on the other hand, he also wants to realize the value of his life. He is full of ambitions and vows to create a new world.
However, in the fight with the Flying Eagle Gang, he was defeated by Yi Tianxiong and ended up in jail without the ability to fight back.
These setbacks made Wenfei once want to give up everything here, start over with Zijun, find a job as a clerk, and live a peaceful life as before. But Wenfei was really unwilling to do so.
, he secretly vowed that as long as he still has the strength, he will fight to the end. But if he wants to continue fighting, he must endure the pain and give up some things.
"Let's break up!" Wen Fei suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Zijun's eyes. When he said this, he looked calm on the surface, but inside he was in turmoil. He said this with great determination.
Zijun opened her eyes wide with a look of astonishment on her face, she didn't believe her ears.
"I can't give you a happy life now, and I don't want you to worry about me every day. Your eldest brother is actually right. Our two lives are completely different, and it is not suitable to be together at all. I am different now from before. I
Life is stained, and you are a very pure girl. I don’t deserve to be with you now. In the future, if possible, we will treat you as ordinary friends." Wen Fei said lightly.
The two were silent for a while again. "Goodbye!" Wen Fei stood up and walked out of the door of the interview room without looking back. Officer Fan looked at Zi Jun and followed Wen Fei.
Zijun was speechless, staring blankly at Wen Fei's back. Her heart suddenly fell into the ice cave. She bit her thin lips tightly, her face was pale and without any blood, trying hard not to shed tears.
Flow down.
"Wen Fei!" Zi Jun suddenly ran out and shouted, and a policeman stopped her. Wen Fei neither looked back nor stopped, and his back disappeared at the end of the narrow passage.
Walking in the dark and cold passage inside, Wen Fei could no longer hold back his tears. Officer Fan patted his shoulder and said, "Cry if you want to, don't hold yourself back."
Wen Fei stopped and lay down on the wall. After a while, he straightened up, took a long breath, and said to Officer Fan: "I'm fine, let's go!"
"Are you really okay? Your eyes are still red. It doesn't look like a prison guard!" Officer Fan took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Wen Fei.
The temperature inside was very low, and tears filled my eyes just now, so that steam was rising on my face. Wen Fei wiped his face with a tissue and smiled at Lao Fan in a self-deprecating way. The smile was helpless and sad...
…
Outside the detention center, next to a parking lot, there was a tall man, with his arms crossed and leaning against a gray car. He was wearing a black leather jacket, navy blue jeans, and a pair of
Mid-top casual leather shoes. Wearing sunglasses, holding a cigarette diagonally in his mouth. A piece of gray ash is crumbling.
Zi Jun put her hands in the pockets of her down jacket and was walking this way. She looked gloomy and lowered her head. She didn't know what she was thinking about. Even when a car next to her honked the horn, she turned a deaf ear. The car did not slow down.
Zijun was startled as he passed by. He was a little frightened and stood there blankly. The driver poked his head out of the car and cursed loudly: "If you want to die, don't hurt me!"
"Zijun, be careful!" The man on the opposite side ran over in a hurry. He shouted at the car in front of him: "You are fucking blind! Don't leave if you dare."
Only then did Zi Jun come to her senses. She looked at the man blankly and said, "Brother, Wen Fei broke up with me, are you satisfied?" The man was Zi Jun's brother Yang Hongjun.
Yang Hongjun was startled and then understood. He took Zijun's hand and took her to a safe area on the other side. He sighed and said, "Zijun, actually Wen Fei did the right thing. I used to treat him badly."
I'm biased, but it's not like what you said! You said you wanted to see him, wouldn't I bother to find someone to help you arrange it? You know he is a murder suspect and it is difficult to meet him. "
Zi Jun didn't speak, and turned his face to the side. Yang Hongjun took off his sunglasses, pinned them on the collar of his plaid shirt and said, "I know that kid was framed. But that's how it is when you come out to hang out. No one
Who is right or wrong? He only relies on means. He only blames himself for being too immature."
"Brother! I feel very uncomfortable right now." Zijun turned around, his eyes dimmed with tears, his thin body trembling slightly in the cold wind, just like a delicate little flower withering in the wind and rain, which is very pitiful. "Zijun
, you don’t want to be like this." When Yang Hongjun saw it, love and affection spontaneously emerged, and even though he was strong-willed and unyielding, he couldn't help but feel sad secretly.
"Brother!" Zijun suddenly threw herself into his arms and burst into tears. Yang Hongjun was at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to do. He could only stand there, motionless, and let Zijun cry. He put his arms around Zijun's swaying back.
He patted his back gently and said, "It's okay. Let's go home together after crying. Brother, I'm not going anywhere today. I'll just stay with you at home. Didn't you say you haven't eaten the braised pork I made for a long time? Today I
I’m going to buy vegetables and cook them for you.” His words were filled with infinite kindness.
The sun in the sky was covered by thick clouds, and the sky became dark...
At this time, Wen Fei was sitting alone on the bed in the prison. He was in a very depressed mood, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was frighteningly livid. The people in the prison didn't know what was going on, and they were all uneasy.
He watched secretly from the sidelines. The air in the prison was suffocating and quiet, and it seemed to have stopped at this moment. For the first time, Wen Fei asked his companions in the prison for a cigarette, and he started smoking silently.
The rising smoke seemed to be an endless net entangled around him, making him upset. This was the second time he fell in love, but this time it was even more unforgettable. He thought of Feng Ping again, not knowing that she was now living
Is it okay? The figures of these two girls appear alternately in my mind...
"Ah..." Wen Fei suddenly yelled, the scream was so shrill that everyone in the prison was trembling with fear. Then with a "boom", Wen Fei punched the wall hard. The whole wall shook, lime..."
It fell down with a crash. Everyone's hearts were suddenly startled. A piece of the wall that had been hit had been dented, and the entire lime layer fell off, exposing dark red bricks, with faint spots visible on them.
Bloodstains.
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