After returning from Qin Shui's testimony, Liu Chuan began to study for education in prison, and the scheduled international law exam was postponed indefinitely because of the SARS riot in Beijing before the exam.

The SARS epidemic developed unexpectedly, and from the fourth day of Liu Chuan's return to the prison, the Beijing Municipal Prison Bureau ordered the prison to be sealed. After thoroughly disinfecting every corner of the prison, from the prison leaders to the correctional departments at all levels, they were divided into three shifts, with Class A being closed inside the prison, Class B being on duty outside the prison, and Class C going home to rest. Prisoners live relatively densely, and when they get sick, they cannot be dispersed to the society for treatment, and once they are collectively infected with SARS, the consequences can be imagined.

After the prison was sealed, Class A, who was on duty in the prison, was sentenced to a one-month "sentence", and within the "sentence", no one was allowed to leave this deep prison, including the prison director Deng Tieshan. However, the release from prison education class gave the trainees a notice to the people: All prisoners who have completed their sentences will still be released on time in accordance with the law, and will not be detained for an extra day in violation of the law.

The remainder of the sentence of the prisoners who attend the release education course is less than two months. In addition to current affairs and politics at home and abroad, some new laws and regulations promulgated in recent years, there are many more practical contents. For example, how to choose a job, how to get a household registration, changes in the roads and surrounding traffic in Beijing, some adjustments to traffic rules, etc., are taught by instructors and formally assessed. And SARS! After returning to society, how to achieve "four mornings", how to develop good hygiene habits, what punishment should be for spitting, of course, it is best not to vomit. Almost all the learning content is related to future life and work, so everyone's learning attitude does not need to be supervised, and everyone is very conscious. Only Liu Chuan is still a little dull, often sitting in class thoughtfully. Without the old clock, the joy of freedom has been halved.

The curriculum of the study class is not very tight, and the work is not very often. Compared with the normal arrangement of the third prison area, the rhythm is less tense, and there is more time for self-study, so Liu Chuan has more opportunities to meditate. He carefully reviewed his life on the wall in the past few years, and connected the fragments of memories in his mind into a complete and orderly chapter. At every critical stage of his rebirth, Lao Zhong's voice and smile are all with surging memories. There are also Feng Ruilong, as well as Pang Jiandong, and every captain who is good to him. On the surface, they often have a straight face and speak in public, but deep down, they have given him great patience and understanding, tolerance and care.

And Xiao Ke.

How can Xiao Ke be so good to him, like a brother and sister.

There was enough time before I was released from prison to chew on every detail of the three years. He even recalled that during the Games, once the team went to the cafeteria to eat in advance, he saw Sun Peng stealing two raw eggs from the Muslim stove, knocking them apart with the team's center and drinking them, saying that raw eggs were the most supplemental. Liu Chuan and Sun Peng are in the same mutual supervision and insurance group, and they have the responsibility of exposing and reporting each other, but in addition to Sun Peng's heavy detention, a report may also lose the qualification of the team, Liu Chuan doesn't know whether he is for the righteousness of his buddies or the honor of the team, in short, the risk is hidden for him. Later, fortunately, the East Window incident happened, and Liu Chuan no longer thought about it, and now he remembers it, and he feels ashamed of Zhong Da when he thinks about it.

He also remembered the time when he had just been transferred from the sub-prison area to the sub-prison area of the third prison area, his mood was dull, he didn't talk much, he didn't want to talk to anyone, and no one talked to him, only Chen Youcheng stuck to his side and tried his best to advise: Boy, you have to speak, the difference between people and animals is that people can speak. You see how elaborate the word prison invented by the ancients, there are dogs on both sides, and words in the middle, the ancients saw through the prison, that is, two dogs sandwiched a talking person!

Chen Youcheng loved to brainwash Liu Chuan when he had nothing to do for a while, and he told Liu Chuan: If the prison wants to reform us well, in fact, there is only one way, that is, to completely destroy your personality, so that you don't treat yourself as a human being, and the transformation will be half done. Liu Chuan didn't know that Chen Youcheng had a rotten mouth that took pleasure in sowing discord, but his words were simple and full of philosophy. From the moment he stepped into the prison gate, mental depression was everywhere, prison and detention center are very different, the detention center is still bearable, and the atmosphere in the prison, every inch of the weight is like a weight, so that people can hardly breathe. At that time, he really didn't dare to think about the word personality anymore, he felt that he could no longer be a man. Although he only had a five-year sentence, he felt almost the same as a life sentence, spending his days and nights. He has gone to college, worked as a policeman, worked as a boss, has been pampered by his parents since he was a child, and he is more proud than the sky.

Memories are also a kind of summary, if you summarize his past few years, what he really learned in the prison school is still the understanding of people. It was Lao Zhong who allowed him to truly find his flaws, find the meaning of personality, and find the relationship between personality and dignity, so he was freed from depression, regained confidence, and the joy of life was everywhere from then on.

Lao Zhong said to him: Being in prison is actually a rare life journey, which can allow you to see many rare human scenery and see many rare human feelings, and can force you to learn to be content and cherish in the shortest possible time. Contentment and cherishing are also an indispensable survival instinct and an indispensable cultivation of life. With this instinct and cultivation, we can adapt to various environments and survive in the worst environment.

Lao Zhong said to him: Suffering is also a generous gift to you in life, it makes you mature, allows you to get peace of mind, allows you to have a fearless and peaceful personality, and allows you to discover true friends.

Lao Zhong said to him: There are three kinds of heroes, one is a hero in status, one is a hero in ability, and the other is a hero in morality. Only moral heroes are the most worthy of reverence.

Lao Zhong said to him: A person, if I want to regard him as a hero, he is not necessarily a successful person with money, status and ability, but he must be a person with a perfect personality, a person with cultivation, a person who maintains his true colors in the face of honor and success, in the face of failure and disaster, a person who is calm as usual, and a person who should do what he should do. People and animals are different because people have spirits!

Lao Zhong also said to him: sincerity, rules, and humility are the three magic weapons to get along with others, as long as you are sincere, abide by the rules, and treat people humbly, any environment can tolerate you.

Lao Zhong also said: Liu Chuan, can you do it?

The old bell is gone, never to come back, Liu Chuan can only shout at his back: I can do it! I can do it! I can do it!

Liu Chuan also shouted to himself: You must do it, you must abide by the oath!

On August 11, 2003, Liu Chuan stood in front of the statue of the Phoenix Nirvana in Tianhe Prison and stood silently for a long time, and then, accompanied by Feng Ruilong, he walked on his own for the first time, through the isolation zone enclosed by iron fences, and walked out of the rumbling prison gate.

Although the SARS epidemic has passed, the order to seal the prison has not been lifted for sure, so Feng Ruilong cannot get out of the isolation zone. He could only watch Liu Chuan's steady and peaceful back, disappearing outside the high-walled power grid with the slowly closing gray iron door.

The sky outside was really big and blue, the air was fresh and full, Liu Chuan carried his luggage, wore a brand new blue cloth shirt and pants, and walked to the road that was once too familiar to be familiar in front of the prison. The brand-new set of clothes and pants, along with a pair of brand-new galoshes, were bought from outside by Feng Ruilong for a hundred yuan. He was wearing hospital clothes when he was arrested, and was replaced by a prison uniform from the detention center. Now out of prison, I can only buy it now. Feng Ruilong had been on duty outside the prison for the past month, and only finished his pre-job quarantine observation two days ago. He took over the group of Class B police officers who had not been released from prison for a month and were on duty. When he handed over the newly bought clothes, pants and shoes to Liu Chuan, there were only a dozen hours left before Liu Chuan was released from prison.

The clothes worn by prisoners released from prison are usually purchased by relatives. Relatives also arrive outside the prison gate early on this day to welcome their freed relatives back. Of course, no one came to pick up Liu Chuan on this day, except for his grandmother, who was sick in a wheelchair, he had no other relatives. He once thought that maybe Xiao Ke would come to pick him up, and he didn't know why he guessed like this, Xiao Ke and him were not related, but she was as close as family in his heart, just like Zhong Da. It's a pity that a day ago, he accidentally learned from the small talk of the police officers that Xiao Ke, as a Class C police officer, had walked into the high-wall power grid with Feng Ruilong two days before he was released from prison, and would stick to this deep prison throughout the hot end of summer.

In August in Beijing, the sky is high and the color is translucent, and Liu Chuan was greeted out of prison, although he had no relatives and no reason, but there was a hearty breeze gently blowing on his face. The breeze made the skin of his whole body breathe freely, dissolving the sadness of being alone, the luggage on his shoulders seemed to have lost its weight, and the weight of his whole body did not prevent him from striding like a fly.

Liu Chuan's luggage is indeed very large, in addition to the bedding that he covered in the detention center before entering prison, there are also underwear and sweaters that he has worn in prison for several years, and the underwear and sweaters were all bought and sent to him by Ji Wenzhu, no matter how worn and old they are, they cannot be discarded. In the same way, he had to take away the books for the correspondence examination, as well as the soap and toothpaste that had not yet been used, as well as the old face towel, and the more than 1,000 yuan in cash that he had taken out of his account in the life and health department. This cash was very important to him, he wanted to use it to buy something for his grandmother, and he would have to rely on it to make ends meet until he could find a job.

He brought everything he could still use, and his life after he was released from prison was unpredictable, and everything was up to him. Seeing that he was so "obsessed with money", the prisoners of the fourth class generously helped him and threw all the things he didn't need or didn't want to use into his arms. Liu Chuan felt that he could use it in the future, and he would accept it - half a bar of soap, a quarter of a tube of toothpaste, and the woolen pants he wore were all put into his luggage. Only Liang Dong, the squad leader, did not regard this gift as a disposal of waste materials, he bought two pairs of socks from Sunshine Supermarket and handed them to Liu Chuan as a farewell.

He also gave Liu Chuan the plastic water cup with a lid, because Liu Chuan wanted to take away his "glass".

and the vigorous bamboo, which was also packed into a handbag.

So the bundle of luggage was big and heavy, so Liu Chuan also carried a satchel diagonally, which contained his "glass", so he also carried a paper bag in his hand, and the paper bag contained the bamboo tree that had been through the wind and rain.

With such a heavy "belongings", he actually walked for 40 minutes, walked all the way to the auxiliary road of the Beijing-Kaifeng Expressway without stopping, and caught a bus to the city out of breath.

He knew he should go into the city, but he didn't know where he was going to go after he got there......

The bus drove out of the highway from Liuliqiao and into the crowded West Third Ring Road, and after three years and one month, Liu Chuan finally came back and saw the lively city of Beijing again.

Three years, one thousand one hundred and twenty-six mornings and dusks, that high-walled prison was the ark of his bitter sea and mercy, and those prisoners who murdered, set fire, robbed, raped, embezzled, smuggled and smuggled drugs were his partners in the transition of the same ship. Now that he had turned back to the shore, the shore was crowded with people, but he was homeless.

His original home had long been taken by the court to pay off his debts, the house he rented had long since exceeded the lease period, and his grandmother lived in a nursing home in the suburbs. He carried a certificate of release from Tianhe Prison in his arms, and he also needed to go to the police station to which his family belonged to issue a certificate of household registration cancellation, and he also needed to fill out an application for household registration...... These procedures are actually not troublesome, the trouble is, where does he enter the house? He needs a housing certificate issued by a relative, friend or the employer who hired him to enter the household, and who should he contact to get this certificate?

The bus stopped and went, drifting through the crowd of cars, and he didn't know which station to put himself down, along with his glass and bamboo. When the car passed the space bridge, he saw the alley in his memory, the small shop at the alley was scribbled in his sight, Liu Chuan immediately picked up his worn-out luggage and decided to get off here.

Ten minutes later, he stood at the mouth of the alley, and knew that he didn't really have to go in, Ji Wenzhu had moved from here to Jiuxianqiao four years ago, and from Jiuxianqiao to Hepingli, maybe from Hepingli, to a better house, or she had bought a high-end apartment, and the apartment had been renovated......

Liu Chuan's gaze swept over the corners and eaves of the alley one by one, a little sad and a little nostalgic. The commissary at the entrance of the alley used to exist, and Liu Chuan used the public phone here to dial Ji Wenzhu's mobile phone.

Actually, the phone went through.

As soon as Liu Chuan heard Ji Wenzhu's familiar voice, his forehead was immediately covered with beads of nervous sweat, and he didn't believe that his luck would be so good. His voice couldn't help but be frightened, and even a little respectful, it felt almost like facing a long-lost lover, but like facing a new captain.

He said: "Wenzhu, it's me, I'm Liu Chuan." ”

"Liu Chuan?" On the other side of the phone, I was a little confused, a little confused, "Which Liu Chuan?" ”

"It's Liu Chuan, can you hear my voice?"

"You're Liu Chuan, you, how do you know my phone number, are you calling from inside, are you calling from the prison?"

"I'm out, I'm done with my sentence, I'm calling the payphone at the door of your house, which is where you used to live at the Sky Bridge."

"You're out?" The voice on the other side of the phone was raised in surprise, and it was conceivable that a beautiful smile bloomed on Ji Wenzhu's face, "Have you come out yet, are you completely fine?" Is it! That's great! That's great! Ji Wenzhu really laughed out loud. Her laughter soothed Liu Chuan's mood like never before, and he couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement.

He forced his voice, not wanting to show a little choked, he said: "Wenzhu, I, I want to see you......"

He finally knew why the sun was so bright on this day, and why the breeze was so refreshing on this day, because this day was the day when he came to work, because Ji Wenzhu agreed to his request without hesitation.

"You're at the Sky Bridge, I'll find a car to pick you up right away. I'm at the Asia Hotel, and we're here at noon today for a kick-off ceremony, so let's take a look. We'll have dinner here at noon, so come here. ”

Half an hour later, a Jetta sedan came, and at the door of this small shop, it picked up Liu Chuan, his luggage, and his glass bamboo.

Liu Chuan has been to the Asia Hotel before, I don't know if it's because it has just been renovated, or because Liu Chuan has been in prison for too long, and the splendor of the hotel lobby makes him dizzy like a countryman. He was picked up by a drama manager in the crew, who helped him store his luggage and bamboo glass in the luggage department of the hotel, and then walked with him to the banquet hall on the second floor. The thick carpet outside the door of the banquet hall made Liu Chuan feel like he had stepped on cotton, and he was a little dizzy. After more than three years of prison life, he was deeply unfamiliar with this kind of place, and he was quite uncomfortable with the politeness of the waiters. When he walked into the banquet hall, the start-up celebration had already begun, and the background board of the rostrum was spread out with a huge color photo synthesized by a computer, and it was Ji Wenzhu's beautiful smile that captivated the country and the city in the center, it seems that she has really become a star, it seems that she is going to play the leading role again, otherwise someone would not have sent a sentence and someone would have driven so far to pick him up. He looked up at the stills, and the title of the play on it was really three vermilion characters: Red Dancing Star! Ji Wenzhu has studied dance in the past, and this TV series may be tailor-made for her. Liu Chuan moved his eyes to the stage, and he saw Ji Wenzhu sitting in the front row with a spring breeze on his face. Before and after her, big names gathered, stars gathered, so many familiar faces dressed up, everyone wore an admirable "cover smile", reporters from all sides flocked to the stage, and I don't know how many cameras and lycra lights surrounded the stars. Liu Chuan didn't dare to move forward, although the blue cloth clothes and military galoshes on his body were new, but in this kind of place, they were extremely shabby. He had to huddle in the back corner in shame, his heart full of both joy and fear of reunion. Between him and Ji Wenzhu, they are too far apart, one is a star who has just become popular, and the other is a prisoner who has just been released, and there is a world of difference between them.

After a crowded photo and video recording, the reporters stepped back one after another and began to ask questions and speak. After asking about the creation and production of this play, the topic turned to the life of stars. Most of the questions about life are kind, and the tone is mostly compliments and congratulations. But the first question made Liu Chuan's heartbeat jump to his throat, and then sank from his throat into the dantian, sinking so much that his heart muscle had a stump, and the cool air ran through the top. He initially thought he had heard it wrong, but Ji Wenzhu's smile with the director turned out to be unmistakable - the reporter was asking Ji Wenzhu if he was newly married Yan'er to take over the filming of the big scene, and he was working with his husband, you directed and acted, in and out of the play, do you feel very tacit? Liu Chuan couldn't believe that the looking eyes of Ji Wenzhu and the middle-aged director next to him were looking forward to each other, and the new air in those eyes would be real. He couldn't believe that the promise Ji Wenzhu had made to her was no longer serious.

Liu Chuan may have only begun to understand at this time that his three years in prison may seem short, but in fact it is a long time, one day in the mountains, and a thousand years on the ground. Ji Wenzhu is no longer the Beipiao who rented houses everywhere and looked for dramas everywhere in the past, she already has a new life, that kind of life will lead her to the top of her career, and the endless harvest of her acting career is not Ji Wenzhu's biggest life goal?

Liu Chuan didn't listen to the "newcomers" use all kinds of happy and sweet words to whitewash their "life", and he walked out of this gorgeous hall like a soul. His rustic outfit made even the waiters whisper, but from the direction of their gaze, it could be seen that they were not talking about his clothes, they seemed to be surprised by his expression, and Liu Chuan realized that his face was full of tears.

That night, Liu Chuan went to Ji Wenzhu's new home, a brand new apartment in Dongzhimen. The area around Dongzhimen has changed a lot in recent years, and Ji Wenzhu talked about it for a long time in Liu Chuan's phone call to her in the afternoon, but he didn't let him understand the specific way to move. So, the enthusiastic drama manager picked him up at the agreed place and sent him all the way to the downstairs of the apartment. Ji Wenzhu's living room is decorated half middle and half oceanic, in front of the wide and soft American sofa, there is an old Ming-style cigarette table, and on the side of the Western oil painting on the wall, there is a Jin-style leaky lattice window, the whole room is full of artistic atmosphere and root-seeking interest, and a few years ago Ji Wenzhu's temporary residence in the Jiuxian Bridge and Hepingli, it is already a day and a place. On the wall above the American-style sofa, there are still colorful photos of Ji Wenzhu's wedding dress, and the groom and bride are wearing the same heavy makeup, and they are a little pretentious. The director in the photo is no longer the director who celebrated Ji Wenzhu's birthday in Shunfeng Restaurant, and from the outside, he seems to be more revealing than the one "Shunfeng", and he seems to be significantly younger than him in terms of age.

Ji Wenzhu didn't play tonight, so he was home alone. But since she was able to send the crew's drama crew to pick up Liu Chuan, at least it shows that she invited him to come and did not hide it from her husband, the director.

Liu Chuan was still wearing the slightly wrinkled blue cloth clothes, sitting on the snow-white sofa in the living room very incongruously, and he took off his rubber shoes and socks, faintly sweating and sore after a day's walk. Ji Wenzhu opened him a can of Coke, but he didn't drink it. He put the pot of Wenzhu he brought with him in front of Ji Wenzhu's blank eyes.

"Is this for me?" She asked.

"Ah," Liu Chuan nodded, "I raised a pot in prison, but unfortunately I died, this is the second pot, raised for you." ”

Ji Wenzhu approached the flower pot and admired it, smiled, and said, "It's very good-looking, but I really don't know how to raise flowers, you see our flowers, all of them are fake." The fake one is now more valuable than the real one, and if you really want to raise me, you have to raise it to death. You've raised it so well, so it's better for you to raise it yourself. ”

Liu Chuan also smiled faintly, smiling very reluctantly, he said: "You raise it, it should be like this when it dies." If it's dead, you throw it away, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come, you don't have to be sorry, even if it never exists, you can just raise the fake one in the future. ”

Ji Wenzhu may have heard the grievances in Liu Chuan's words and the self-abandonment in his words, she tolerated the topic and asked about what she saw and heard in prison and Liu Chuan's body. Liu Chuan always answered briefly and did not play extra. Compared with the past, Ji Wenzhu has obviously seen a lot of the world, speaks and speaks, looks much more mature, and the expression on his face is also well-trained. Maybe actors should be like this, life is like a play, every moment is an exercise in acting.

She said: "I'm really happy, we've broken up for so long, you haven't forgotten me, you called me as soon as you came out, you didn't forget my old friend, and you gave me such a good flower." I heard that you left without eating at noon today, I really didn't know that you just came out today, and I knew that I wouldn't have called you here. You must have a lot to do when you just came out, are you home, do you want to go back early? ”

Liu Chuan said: "Okay. ”

He stood up, knowing he should go. He called Ji Wenzhu in the afternoon to ask to see her, and said that he would give her a pot of flowers, and there was nothing else to do.

Ji Wenzhu also stood up, sent him to the door, and watched him bend over and change into his rubber shoes in the foyer, and when Liu Chuan straightened up, Ji Wenzhu hugged him unexpectedly.

This is the moment that Liu Chuan has been looking forward to for a long time, for this moment he has died and lived. In his most helpless and hopeless days, how fascinated he was for such a hug - the girl he loved, ironed to his chest, he relied on this fantasy, step by step crawled out of the darkness and found the dawn of the world. Now, he's finally got this belated hug, and on the first night he's returned. This hug was lighter and more elegant than he had imagined in the past few years, so elegant that it was almost polite, and it was completely different from Ji Wenzhu's frankness and passion when he hugged him in his office for the first time. But Liu Chuan was still immediately attacked by this hug, and he deliberately let go of his illusion - this may be the hug he was waiting for, and this hug may be no different from his imagination! So he wanted to cry, and wanted to cry to her all the grievances and hopes in the past few years, but he restrained his crying in the dantian, and he didn't let the tears flow out of his eye sockets. He sobbed quietly in his heart, and at the same time tensed his body like iron, he didn't want Ji Wenzhu, who hugged him, to touch his deep sorrow.

Ji Wenzhu leaned on his shoulder, perhaps sensing his unusual stiffness, and she whispered softly in his ear, wanting to soften his "reserve" with her unique charm.

"Come and see me when you're free, okay?"

Liu Chuan said in a voice like an endorsement: "Okay." ”

While enjoying the illusion, reason is never completely dead, and he is not unable to understand that this is someone else's home, this is someone else's wife.

Coming out of Ji Wenzhu's house, looking back at the rising new building, I realized how magnificent and majestic it was. In each huge floor-to-ceiling window, the luxurious lights are half hidden and half exposed, and the lights outline this grand community more magnificently than during the day. Liu Chuan stood at the corner of the street, looking left and right, he used to go to Jiuxian Bridge to pick up Ji Wenzhu, and the only way to go to the beautiful house for the night shift was probably swallowed up by the vast building behind him.

He asked passers-by about the direction of Jiuxian Bridge, and walked for a long, long time. He inadvertently passed by that familiar street and saw Ji Wenzhu's old residence in the Red Mansion, although the upper floor was also lit, it was shabby compared to Ji Wenzhu's new home. It's just that the light is extremely kind to Liu Chuan, although he can't tell which window is lit, which one was once owned by him, and once took in his lingering.

Liu Chuan didn't stop, his eyes no longer lingered, he continued to walk forward blankly, and actually saw the brightly lit "beautiful house". The face of the "beautiful house" is still the same, but the name has been changed, and the changed name is a little sad - returning to people on a snowy night, which seems a little incompatible with the carnival place of singing at night. The security guards standing at the door also changed, all with unfamiliar faces. Probably just after SARS, the business was not booming, Liu Chuan looked through the door, and no one knew it.

He was tired of walking, really tired. At the entrance of an alley, he found a hostel, which was even more shabby and dilapidated than the one he had stayed with Shan Chenggong in Fengtai. His luggage was still stored in the Asia Hotel and there was no place to pick it up. I don't know where he can return at night at this time tomorrow, even if there is no wind or snow, except for this dirty and damp hotel.

Early the next morning, Liu Chuan went to see his grandmother.

The nursing home was far from the city, and he took a long-distance bus to Jingchangfu Road, and walked for two hours to find the simple courtyard. These days, the ban on SARS has been lifted, and all intersections in the suburbs have been cleared. Visits from relatives in nursing homes have long since returned to normal, but temperature checks are still required at the entrance and exit gates. When Liu Chuan walked into his grandmother's room, he was the only one in the room, looking at the blue sky outside the window in a daze. Grandma is much older, only the cry has not changed. Seeing that his grandmother was crying, Liu Chuan completely opened everything and released all the grievances in his heart, he hugged his grandmother and sobbed like a child, sobbing not like a man who had suffered at all.

Grandma cried loudly, Liu Chuan knew from his grandmother's crying that grandma had stayed in this humble nursing home alone and alone over the years, and she had a great grievance and great sorrow in her heart, she was holding on and waiting for him to come back.

A few old people in the same room as my grandmother entered the house from the outside, standing in front of the bed at the door in a daze, watching their grandchildren meet. A nurse in the nursing home, who was already not young, heard the crying and came into the house to see, and saw that the grandson who the old lady had been talking about for three years finally came, and hurriedly congratulated Dao Dao happily: Old lady, this is a happy event, you have been looking forward to this grandson for three years, isn't it to see you coming! Look how beautiful your little grandson is, isn't your blessing coming, your grandson is taking you out this time, right?

A smile bloomed on Grandma's lips, but her cheeks were still full of tears. Grandma later said to Liu Chuan that she has been a strong woman all her life, and she has never shed so many tears in her life, even when Liu Chuan's father died of illness, she did not feel as emotional as seeing Liu Chuan come back. She told Liu Chuan that after half a year after she was admitted to the nursing home, she suddenly became unconfident, because she had a premonition that she might not be able to stay up for Liu Chuan to get out of the prison door, and she had a premonition that she would never see Liu Chuan, and she had a premonition that when she took her last breath, there would be no relatives around her. Since then, her silver hair has begun to fall out, and she is no longer the strong and optimistic old lady with a straight waist in the past. If it weren't for Xiao Ke and Zhong Tianshui often coming to see her in the past three years, if Xiao Ke hadn't picked her up during the New Year's holidays, so that she could still feel her grandson's connections, she might not have been able to wait for this day when their grandchildren would meet again under the sun.

On this day, Liu Chuan has been accompanying his grandmother in the nursing home, and between his grandparents and grandchildren, he is like lovers. Since he was a child, his grandmother has loved him, and he loves his grandmother, but it has never been like today, and it feels inextricable.

At noon, after the nursing home had dinner, Liu Chuan went to the commissary to buy a loaf of bread and devoured it outside before walking back to his grandmother's room. He saw a middle-aged woman in his grandmother's room, who looked like she had just arrived from the city. The middle-aged woman called Liu Chuan, and Liu Chuan called her aunt, and he recognized the woman who came uninvited as Xiao Ke's mother.

In the afternoon of this day, Xiao Ke's mother and Liu Chuan pushed Liu Chuan's grandmother out of the gate of the nursing home.

On the day Liu Chuan was released from prison, Xiao Ke had just been transferred from reserve duty to duty and would work in prison for a month. She was reluctant to let her mother pick up Liu Chuan at the prison gate, and she was unwilling to expose her special concern for Liu Chuan to her colleagues in prison. She quietly called home and told her mother to go to a nursing home in the suburbs the next day, where she concluded that her mother would definitely see Liu Chuan, who was homeless.

Xiao Ke's mother took Liu Chuan's grandson to the house that Liu Chuan had rented, and she told Liu Chuan that the house was originally rented to the owner of a restaurant, and the monthly rent was also cost-effective, but two months ago, Xiao Ke insisted on not renewing the contract with that person, and insisted on vacating the house and waiting for Liu Chuan to come back. She said that Liu Chuan had no job or place to live for a while after being released from prison, and that she could not reunite with her grandmother after a long absence, and she told her mother that she did not want Liu Chuan to have a harder time after being released from prison than in prison.

Liu Chuan is back, he used to call this place his home, he used to take refuge here, his grandmother also lived here, and he spent this year's Spring Festival here.

He returned, and he thought that if he made enough money, he would have to rent it again, and in his subconscious, it had more warmth than his family's original splendid apartment, which had been subjected to fear and destruction, and that it was more like a stable and peaceful home.

End of article

The story I'm going to tell has been told so far, and I'll give a few words about the end of the individual clues.

Liu Chuan lived in Xiaoke's house, and the problem of household registration was solved. The job search went more smoothly than expected, and he soon applied for a position as a driver at a transportation company. According to his requirements, as long as he earns more money, he doesn't care how hard and tired he is, and he doesn't care whether it sounds good or bad, so lawyer Wang recommended this errand. This company is running long-distance freight, the monthly basic salary is 1,000 yuan, every time the goods are pulled, you can also pay a prize by kilometer, five dimes per kilometer, if you run 5,000 kilometers a month, you can earn 2,500 yuan. This income is not low among blue-collar workers. Moreover, the most important thing is that this company is a private enterprise, does not check the files, and is not particularly taboo about Liu Chuan's past criminal record.

Liu Chuan's desire to make money, in addition to his life with his grandmother, also has to pay the rent of Xiaoke's family on a monthly basis, Xiaoke's parents took his grandchildren over, and the rent was not mentioned. But Liu Chuan can't enjoy the benevolence and righteousness of others so comfortably. In addition, Liu Chuan also told his grandmother that he wanted to return the 1,500 yuan that Ji Wenzhu sent him in the past two years as soon as possible. He and Ji Wenzhu should have a good beginning and a good end.

Liu Chuan has run two long distances in the first half month after he went to work. On the way from Qinshui to Beijing with the Fan family, he also drove two trucks pulling coal, but he was still quite nervous about driving this kind of "Tianma" brand giant van. In order to save costs, the company is equipped with two drivers for more than 1,000 kilometers of work, and one car and one person for small jobs within 1,000 kilometers. Liu Chuan went to Nanjing with an old driver of the company, and then went to Baoding alone. These two trips to the "Pegasus" made him so busy that he couldn't take care of each other, and every time he came back, he was so tired that his back hurt.

In those days when he was not running a car, he stayed with his grandmother while continuing to prepare for the international law exam. Grandma always praised him in front of Xiaoke's mother, saying that she didn't expect Liu Chuan to squat in prison this time, and he really grew up! He knows how to be polite than in the past, he cares about people, he loves to work, he also knows how to save money, and he doesn't talk back, he immediately answers "yes" when he is asked to do something, and then he does it immediately, where can he find such an obedient young man now!

A free life is a happy one, and after having freedom, Liu Chuan has nothing else to ask for. Although it will take him a while to get used to this freedom. When he first returned home, he turned on the light every night when he went to bed, and he slept with the light on for more than three years in prison. When he got up to pee at night, he was dazed several times, pressed the electric door at the door of the bedroom, and shouted outside the door: "Class 4 Liu Chuan begging for Mao!" The night he first decided to turn off the lights and go to bed, he lay in bed and looked at the black hole in the ceiling, and did not fall asleep until midnight.

When he was away, his grandmother's three meals a day, going out to bask in the sun, and two meals a day of "glass" relied on Xiaoke's mother to help take care of them. Xiaoke's mother still has to go to work and take care of her husband, who is also in a wheelchair. So when Liu Chuan doesn't run long distances, he always goes to Xiao Ke's house to help Xiao Ke's father paste paper bag envelopes. He did this work in prison, they called this kind of work "folding pages", he was also the champion of folding pages in a prison area, and his folding speed made Xiao Ke's father, who had made a living from it for many years, was amazed and sighed to himself.

Liu Chuan also helped Xiaoke's mother work, cooking, cleaning up the house, changing gas or something. Once helped Xiaoke's mother rummage through boxes and cabinets to clean up the rags at home, Xiaoke's mother was ready to send them out to sell, but Liu Chuan felt that those rags could only be thrown away as garbage. The two were arguing while cleaning up, arguing that Liu Chuan was silent, and Xiaoke's mother looked up and saw Liu Chuan digging out a stack of receipts for remittance from the post office from a drawer placed on the ground. He lowered his head and looked through the receipts one by one, and in the payee address column of each receipt, the detailed address of Tianhe Prison was written, and in the payee's name column, the word "Liu Chuan" was written. The address of the remitter is the address of Xiao Ke's house, and the remitter wrote the name of "Ji Wenzhu". Along with the date and amount of each remittance on these receipts, all the handwriting was typed by the computer, and a secret that made people cry was recorded with great clarity. If Liu Chuan hadn't accidentally turned over this pile of "garbage", he might have been kept in the dark forever. Even if he had sensed it, he would never have been able to confirm it. Discovering this secret was like a painful cicada for Liu Chuan, who shed his shell paralyzed by dreams, revealing flesh and blood that felt real.

Xiao Ke's mother reached over and wanted to take away the pile of receipts, but Liu Chuan raised his hand to dodge it. He lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Ke's mother's face, he asked, "This is for me?" ”

Xiao Ke's mother hesitated for a moment, trying to avoid this topic, "Who knows, this is Xiao Ke's thing, it's useless for a long time, give me a bunch of them and throw them away." ”

Liu Chuan dodged Xiao Ke's mother's outstretched hand again, "I want to keep it." ”

With that, he put the pile of money receipts in his pocket, then stood up without a sound and walked out the door.

In early September, Liu Chuan took an order for a job and pulled a cart of disinfectant to Xiangyuan. Although SARS has passed, although most people's nature is to heal their scars and forget the pain, the disinfectant is still selling well. Before leaving, he bought some gifts such as fruit mooncakes and went to Zhong Tianshui's house. Originally, he planned to visit Lao Zhong's wife and daughter on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and do what he could for their orphans and widows. Unfortunately, he had to leave Beijing before the festival and come back after the festival, so he decided to pass it once before leaving and deliver the things for the festival to Lao Zhong's relatives in advance.

Although it has been months since Lao Zhong's death, Liu Chuan's visit still brings tears to the family. Liu Chuan didn't know how to comfort them, he told Lao Zhong's daughter, who had grown up, that he, like her, regarded Lao Zhong as a father, a very strict and kind father, and once he left him, he always felt that there was a lack of support in his heart.

So, he thought of him as much as they did, and he told them that he would return to Beijing from Xiangyuan on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on September 11, and he decided to take the old road over Yangqu Mountain to find the recess where Lao Zhong had saved his life. He wanted to have another psychological counseling conversation with Lao Zhong at the place where Lao Zhong left him, he wanted to tell Zhong Da about this period of feelings, and wanted to ask him how he should spend his unpredictable life in the future.

When Lao Zhong's wife sent Liu Chuan out, her face showed the same kindness as Lao Zhong, and she told Liu Chuan that she was not lonely, and since Lao Zhong left them, she knew that he had so many friends. Before Liu Chuan arrived, she also received a call from Xiao Ke, saying that she would come to see her as soon as she finished her duty before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Liu Chuan drove this large container-style truck, still leaving the road from the intersection a few months ago, and driving towards the depths of Yangqu Mountain. The goods on the car have been unloaded in Xiangyuan, so this empty "Tianma" seems to be familiar with the road.

This day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the time of family reunion. On this day, the sky was clear and the autumn was crisp, but it was the same as the stormy dusk at the beginning, and there was no one in Yangqu Mountain. It was not difficult to find the hollow, which was the same as it had been months before, except that the sun in the sky had driven away the shadows of the night, and the roar of the wagons had broken the silence. He saw that place, the cliff where the old clock was sitting, the roadside where he fought to the death, every place of earth was ironed with the warmth of heaven, and the wound in his heart was soothed a little. The huge roar of the truck seemed to be mixed with the frequent gunshots, and the series of repeated bursts of fire made his nerves constrict and contract, and the only thing that could suppress the sound of gunfire was perhaps the familiar nagging of the old bell, which was as far away as a whisper.

He stepped out of the high seat of the van, holding a bouquet of bright flowers that followed him down the road and onto the soft dirt in front of the hollow. The grass and trees in the mountain recess are probably nourished by blood, so they have become extremely verdant, and the season is close to golden autumn, but there is no yellow, fat, green and thin autumn. Liu Chuan stood at the place where Lao Zhong left, respectfully offered the bouquet of flowers in his hand, he sat on the ground beside the bouquet of flowers, tried to stop the unstoppable sigh in his heart, and recited the words of condolence that he had thought of a long time ago in his mouth. The sunlight on the ground slanted silently towards the side of the mountain, and his own figure elongated and moved away. He looked up in the direction where the figure had moved, and saw a taxi on the highway from far and near, where the taxi had stopped abruptly, the sun was dazzling, and the slim silhouette of a girl appeared in the center of sight like a sculpture. Her hands also held a cluster of hanging flowers, and she walked to the recess of the mountain with flowers in her hands, and walked to the place where Liu Chuan was sitting.

Two bouquets of flowers are placed side by side, two young men and women, one on the left and one on the right, sitting on both sides of the flowers, in the same posture, the same silence, and their faces are also full of vicissitudes. Liu Chuan's vicissitudes are because of the experience of suffering, and Xiaoke's vicissitudes are due to the sharing of suffering. Her way of sharing suffering is through never-ending compassion and concern, as well as silent and effective support.

The sun is slanting in the west, and the grass and trees are golden. Liu Chuan and Xiao Ke walked out of the recess side by side and walked towards the behemoth truck parked silently on the highway. They still didn't say anything to each other, but they walked with each other. Without any consultation, Liu Chuan suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xiao Ke's left hand. They walked hand in hand on the road, and in the mountains where the autumn colors were about to ripen, it was like a spring scene.

Whether the story is sad or happy, it will eventually come to an end here. Liu Chuan and Xiao Ke returned to Beijing together. If you want to know what will happen next, listen to the next chapter. As I mentioned at the beginning, I'm also a character in this story, and maybe a protagonist in the sequel, and I'm sure you'll have already guessed who my last name is, so it's not hard to guess.

Haven't guessed yet? Stupid!

(This work is purely fictitious, if there are similarities, please do not sit in the opposite number)