Lying on the bed, Shengli's mind could not calm down for a long time, this was the first time she had experienced such a serious and noisy scene, and some faces still lingered. That aunt seemed to be very close to her, and when she saw her sad, she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart. Before in the hospital, she didn't care at all, meeting again today was purely accidental, and there would be no chance to meet in the future, I hope she can get out of her grief as soon as possible.

As for those who gossip about her, this is a scar that will never heal, and she can only endure it if others like to sprinkle salt. Maybe they didn't mean it, just boring banter. Maybe those people are right, the person who changed was her, and after a few years of studying culture, she was arrogant and arrogant. They all grow from the ground, and no one needs to look down on anyone. "Sitting quietly and thinking about one's own mistakes, gossiping and not talking about people's wrongs" is said to the saints, and their only pleasure after tea and dinner is "talking about people's wrongs"

She has grown up now, if there are still so many radical behaviors and cause trouble, it will only make Shengyang embarrassed, this family has given Shengyang too much burden, and he can't share it for him for the time being, so don't add to the chaos. She finally saw Qinglin's parents also wearing filial piety cloth at the funeral, and asked Zhou Qian to find out that the deceased was their aunt. I didn't see Qinglin and Qingxue, probably Qinglin was really looking at Qingxue and didn't want her to cause trouble everywhere.

The task of this summer vacation was to give him a blind date, but it turned out to be nothing at all. Many people say that she is bad, but how much kinder can the world be than her, what is not worth marrying a man like Shengyang who changes his life with his hard-working hands, just because of that blind eye?

Zhou Qian and everyone sent Xia Qing's mother up the mountain, but they didn't close their eyes all night, and Xia Qing almost collapsed from crying. He didn't have the face to persuade him, he was going to leave after eating, and during the day, he could see Xia Qing's face more clearly, although he was old, his facial features were not lost to other women. She was still sitting sadly on the chair in the main room, and Zhou Qian took advantage of everyone's lack of attention, ran into the hall, squatted in front of her, and solemnly apologized to her.

"Xia Qing, I'm Zhou Qian, I'm sorry. I'm officially sorry for what I did to you in the past, I'm sorry! As soon as Xia Qing heard his name, her whole body was shocked, there were many people, how could he dare to say such things to herself, she was young and didn't know anything about hate, and she didn't know how to hate until she was questioned by her husband later. Xia Qing waved his hand and motioned for him to go away, Zhou Qian got up and left, Zhenghua thanked him again and again, and sent Zhou Qian and all the people who helped away.

Zhou Qian walked on the road and thought back to his life, he had never felt so guilty as today, he was a shameless and despicable rotten person. The world cursed him for his early death, and at this time, even he himself hoped that Lord Yama would take him away as soon as possible. Sitting on the mountain beam, the cool breeze was blowing, and there were thick fir leaves on the ground, which were soft, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

I stayed up all night last night, I was really tired, in my dream, Xia Qing's shadow when she was young gradually became clear, clear like a hibiscus out of the water, a lovely smile, and a warm singing voice, Zhou Qian felt that he was also much younger, Xia Qing ran in front, and he chased after him...... In his life, no one has ever given him such a dream, feeling radiant, vigorous as flying, chasing for love, and being awakened by love. Zhou Qian laughed at himself It was really whimsical, but was it when Xia Qing was young in the dream, it seemed to have paste in his head, how could he be so like a familiar person, searched repeatedly, yes, that person was Zheng Shengli, how could she be so similar to Xia Qing, this is simply too bizarre.

Qiangzi was released from prison, and it was already evening when he returned home, and his parents were not as enthusiastic as usual, because of him, his father lost his golden job, and his mother was pointed at by others. My mother is a strong person, and I guess I haven't raised my head all these years. At the dinner table, my father simply said a few words, he will no longer be able to be his backer in the future, and hopes that he will be able to do it himself. Hadron apologized to them, saying that it was all his fault.

Qiangzi asked him why he didn't leave his real name and address when mailing books, or the postmark of Xi'an, and he didn't mail them if he was ashamed. Zhu Yougui said that it was only mailed twice, and it was still Shengli's reminder that although the child hated it, his heart was not bad. Aunt Zhu next to her immediately gave her eyes and asked him not to mention Shengli again, it was shameless and a scourge.

Qiangzi was silent, Shengli was benevolent to him, so would the book mailed by Xi'an also be mailed by her to Tingliang. Is this possible, he is to blame. Zhu Yougui also wondered in his heart who would be so kind and secretly concerned about his future. Mother Zhu was going to inform those relatives the next day and tell them not to talk nonsense in front of Qiangzi, especially about bullying Shengli.

After the meal, Qiangzi stood on the roof of the building and breathed the air that he had not seen for a long time, the past two years have been a long time, but it seems to be fleeting, he has not changed much, but he has really changed. Sheng Li has graduated from high school, and she can be admitted to a good university, which is the only thing he is happy about. Prison, he went from being bullied and discriminated against to becoming a model of reform, for him, these two years were not wasted, he read the books mailed by his father and strangers in Xi'an one by one, and the prison director encouraged and praised him many times, hoping that he would be a good man after he came out. In prison, I met a big brother who knew kung fu and secretly taught him self-defense. It's just that Shengli's incident is an irreparable fault in his life, and if he encounters her being bullied again, he will still protect her without hesitation.

He remembered that Shengli's goal was to be admitted to the School of Political Science and Law, so his next stop would be Xi'an, no matter what, he would work hard to change himself and make Shengli a benchmark and wake-up call in his life. The night was quiet, and I could see the light from the windows of each house, and they should live more harmoniously than his house, and Shengli's home was on the other side of the mountain in front of her, and what was she doing, and the guilt was mixed with endless thoughts.

The next day, Qiangzi wandered the streets, and the people who used to call him brothers and sisters basically went out to work, leaving a few rich landowners who had completely left him; The merchants who had befriended him no longer curry favor with him, but his father had withdrawn. The cool bridge is gone, a simple cement bridge has been repaired, the streets are no longer bustling and lively, the rich have bought black-and-white televisions, and the business of the video hall has become much colder.

Seung-ri promised to give him a photo, a wish that would never come true. When he came to the Qinglong River, those big stones still stood quietly in the middle of the river, looking cold and lonely, but for him they were as warm as relatives, he came back, only they were still here and consistent, he regarded it as a comfort and wait for him.

He lay on the stones, looking at the sky with white clouds and the green hills on both sides, towering into the clouds, strange rocks, and a beautiful picture wrapped around him. When I was studying, I bathed and played in the river with a group of buddies, talked about some unbearable things, and the school girl in their eyes. Although naïve, it is still beautiful to think about, and the roar of an out-of-tune mountain song resounded through the valley.

There is a stone in front of it that is overgrown with grass and trees, showing different animal images in different directions, some people say it looks like a lion, some people say it looks like a tiger, some people say it looks like a horse, so it is simply called four dislikes. In the future, will his life be like this stone, and he will not be able to do anything. The lack of direction made him a little panicked and inferior. How can a person with a murderous record gain a foothold, and what kind of face does he have to stand on!