After the plane took off, Ji Liunian let out a long breath, hesitated, gently opened the mobile phone card slot, and pulled out his mobile phone card. The small chip crossed a parabola in the air and then sank into the garbage bag with unmistakable accuracy.

How much love and hate, from now on, severed. I hope that they on different sides of the world can forget each other.

But the matter that belongs to him is not over, he has just been "picking quarrels and provoking trouble" at the airport and was taken to the airport police station. Originally, he could have been sent away by just recording a sentence or two of transcripts and criticizing and educating him, but Ling Yichuan didn't say a word, no matter what the police asked him, he didn't even raise his head. And so on, from noon, to dusk.

That night, Ling Yichuan did not go back. When they arrived at the police station, the police and inspectors had changed shifts twice, and Ling Yichuan was still sitting here, not saying a word.

If it is a small citizen, such behavior can be regarded as "disturbing public order" and "resisting law enforcement", and they may be really thrown into the detention center for a while. But he was Ling Yichuan, and the little policemen put up with it.

It's unbearable, seeing that it's about to be early in the morning, even the civilian-police on duty want to sleep after eating supper, where can they wait?

But here, Ling Yichuan still didn't say a word, lowered his head, didn't eat, didn't drink water, didn't rest, and this was not a free hotel, so he came here without a place to rest. They still have to work, they have to rest, right?

"I said, Mr. Ling, do you want to call your family? It's not a way for you to go on like this. In the end, even the leaders of the sub-bureau were alarmed. Ling Yichuan's previous, if you really disturb the order, it's okay to throw him in the detention center, or you can let him go. But now, he doesn't move, he doesn't speak. I don't know what I want to do.

Just when they were at a loss, Ling Mufeng and Ye Zhiqiu finally came to lead the people.

The leaders of the police bureau almost knelt down for Ling Mufeng and Ye Zhiqiu, and immediately invited the two of them to the interrogation room.

As soon as they entered the door, Ling Mufeng and Ye Zhiqiu were silent when they saw their sons, but when they saw them, he raised his head.

Not only was his face covered with blue stubble and his face was blank, Ling Yichuan at this time was like losing his soul, and even the color in his eyes had been lost.

Speaking of which, originally Ye Zhiqiu heard that Ling Yichuan was not leaving the police station, and he was so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

However, as soon as she saw her son's condition, she felt a little distressed.

"Let's go." As soon as Ling Mufeng saw his son's negative posture, he wanted to beat him up. But Ling Yichuan is now in his twenties, and a man doesn't need to be very powerful outside, but he needs face, and he can't beat him.

As soon as he said this, it was strange to say, almost the entire police force of the police station had just been dispatched, and countless people persuaded him repeatedly, but Ling Yichuan still didn't hear it.

But Ling Mufeng said just two simple words, Ling Yichuan really got up obediently and walked out with his father.

No one spoke all the way, and Ling Yichuan also sat in the back of the car in a proper manner. The three of them, none of them spoke, but the atmosphere was always depressed.

When he got home, Ling Yichuan was about to go back to the room, but Ling Mufeng stopped him: "Yichuan, come here." ”