In the following time, Gong Hai seemed to be deliberately staying away from Mu Chun, he first discussed with Ding Jiajun about learning to paint with Ding Jiajun during the winter vacation, and Ding Jiajun of course agreed. Bai Lu complained, it seems that the painter is really more leisurely than the doctor and the teacher.

Mu Chun was very comfortable listening to this, and couldn't help but stretch his waist and give Bai Lu a thumbs up.

After chatting about the painting plan, Gong Hai asked Bai Lu if he was willing to be his instructor, if Gong Hai didn't mention it himself, Mu Chun also had this idea, if Bai Lu could become Gong Hai's instructor, it would be a good thing for the two of them in their current state.

Gong Hai needs to have a plan for his life, and Bai Lu had better not be idle.

Keeping life from being idle has always been a good medicine to avoid emotional problems.

When Ding Jiajun asked Gong Hai what other plans he had besides painting and practicing, Gong Hai lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and then the three adults knew that they were really a false alarm, Gong Hai suddenly lowered his head because he said that in order to prepare for the competition, a lot of homework was not completed, and he was afraid that if he delayed his studies, it would become a joke.

Bai Lu couldn't help but laugh first, and then Ding Jiajun pretended to pat Gong Hai's head, while Mu Chun was secretly happy for Gong Hai in his heart.

"An orderly city." For Mu Chun, this sentence was more touching than any piece at the final of the Lechuan International Piano Competition that day, and it made people grateful.

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At night, Mu Chun walked beside Bai Lu, Bai Lu had a lot of things to say to Mu Chun in his heart, but he didn't know where to start, after such a day, Bai Lu felt that he was simply too bad compared to Gong Hai.

Gong Hai is already an orphan, but she is still strong and trying to return her life to normal, but what about her? She always seems to be complaining about the unfairness of life, asking others to help her, compared to the pain and sadness that Gong Hai faced, what are the things before her?

When her husband was not at home, she was lonely, so she went to drink, indulged in a futile feeling, and then became sad, miserable, and more and more lonely, and she blamed her husband for it, and thus forgave herself.

Compared with Gong Hai, didn't she bring these hardships on her own?

No, it's too hard to admit such a thing.

He Ping did give her too little and too little company, and she couldn't be blamed for it.

It's just that compared to the suffering of a child, the pain she experienced is so insignificant, so ......

Bai Lu wrapped her coat tightly and originally planned to take a taxi home after the race, but it was noon, and the sun was still a little warm. I didn't expect to wear a dress skirt and a jacket that was not very warm on the streets around the sea at night - walking.

It's really a little cold that I can't stand it, and the cold makes people's heads stiff.

"Is it cold?" Mu Chun asked sideways.

"A little." Although he didn't tell the truth, his teeth were fighting.

"Let's take a taxi back, it's too cold, and I can't stand it."

A taxi happened to pass by, without waiting for Bai Lu to agree, Mu Chun stopped the taxi, opened the back door, and after Bai Lu got into the car, Mu Chun sat in the co-pilot's position and told the driver the address of Bai Lu's house.

"Rest early, Teacher Bai Lu, if there are any questions, shall we talk again on Monday?" Mu Chun asked.

"Okay, I'll schedule a time on Monday morning."

After Bai Lu finished speaking, she looked out the window at the night, and always felt that there was nothing particularly uncomfortable except for the cold, and this Saturday seemed to be the most relaxing day she had ever had in this time.

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When the alarm clock rang, Mu Chun had already finished washing, according to the estimated time, Xiaoxiao should arrive at Huanhai Station in an hour, if the calculation was accurate, Xiaoxiao would arrive at the gate of Fengchuan No. 1 Prison before eleven o'clock.

Luo Yang promised Mu Chun to coordinate every aspect of his treatment before he arrived in prison, and after the events of Saturday, Luo Yang seemed to have a little more Luo Yang-style understanding of "drama therapy".

When Mu Chun arrived at Fengchuan No. 1 Prison, Luo Yang was already waiting for Mu Chun in the office, looking "ready", Mu Chun patted Luo Yang on the shoulder gratefully, "The treatment room is really well arranged." ”

"What's that, you haven't seen Pan Guangshen yet, I'm dressed up clean and white and fat."

Luo Yang didn't exaggerate, when Mu Chun followed Luo Yang to the separate supervision room, it was really difficult for the person he saw in front of him to think of the smelly and dirty Pan Guangshen a week ago.

In the gray room, Pan Guangshen was wearing a blue judicial uniform, and although this suit did not fit well on him, it was reasonable in terms of size.

Luo Yang whispered to Mu Chun that this was the most suitable clothes he could find, and the time was limited, and not all his colleagues in Fengchuan No. 1 Prison could handle it, and it was not appropriate to ask others to borrow clothes temporarily.

Mu Chun frowned when he heard these inconsistent words, and said to Luo Yang in the same whisper: "It's okay, it's like that, but the white coat I brought you must be suitable for you." ”

Luo Yang listened, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Did you really bring it?" ”

Mu Chun lowered his head and smiled, "Brought it." ”

In front of Pan Guangshen, the two of them chatted for several rounds, Pan Guangshen stood patiently on the side, emotionally stable, standing upright, and checking whether his clothes were neat from time to time. His darker complexion still looked dull in the gray room, but it was still much better than the whole complexion of a week ago.

After all, his body had not fully recovered, Mu Chun took a step forward, and Luo Yang still instinctively stretched out his hand to stop in front of Mu Chun.

Mu Chun stopped, still looking at Pan Guangshen from afar.

"Don't worry, Officer Luo, I'll be very obedient today." Pan Guangshen spoke in a tone like a bear who had accidentally knocked over a honey pot.

"Just be obedient today? Pan Guangshen, I don't understand what you said. Luo Yang's tone was not as gentle as usual.

"Yes, I really don't know how to thank Officer Lowe. You...... When you told me about it on Friday, I thought I was dreaming, I didn't even dare to dream about it. ”

Pan Guangshen's eyes were full of gratitude and tenderness when he said this, if he didn't know that he was a prisoner, he really couldn't associate these eyes with the prisoners in prison.

"Are you ready?" Mu Chun said suddenly.

"Ready." Pan Guangshen's muscles tensed suddenly, and he saluted Mu Chun.

"Okay, today you are the protagonist, remember not to play it." Mu Chun said solemnly.

"Yes, totally."

With excitement, excitement, and a voice that could be speechless at any time because of excitement and excitement, Pan Guangshen followed Mu Chun and Luo Yang out of the single supervision room.