Saturday is coming.

It was a very gloomy day, and there was a light rain.

The police took the boys who had violated Liao Yin into the police car.

Legal sanctions against them are imminent.

Si Nan walked out of the door, and the cool rain fell on her face, and it was cold all the way to the bottom of her heart.

A siren sounded outside the Chaoyang community.

Soon, several police officers brought a boy who lived in Chaoyang Community into the police car.

The rain in the air was getting heavier and heavier.

After a while, it suddenly stopped.

A shadow hung over Si Nan's head.

She looked up.

It turned out that it wasn't that the rain had stopped, but that someone was holding an umbrella for her.

Rong Yan stood beside her, his eyes stopped on the few police cars that drove away, and suddenly asked:

"How long do you think they'll be sentenced?"

His voice was cold, not as gentle as it used to be.

Si Nan lowered his eyes and shook his head lightly:

"I don't know."

Even if these people go to jail, it will only be temporary.

When their sentences are over, they will come out again.

Under the title of having been reformed, they continue to live their lives.

The girl named Liao Yin, who died because of their scourge, will be forgotten by everyone.

Or even completely erased from their lives.

Is this fair?

It's a bit unfair to think about.

After all, there is no such thing as complete fairness in this world.

But some people will say, you can't help but give these people a chance to mend their ways, right?

yes.

But who gave Liao Yin a chance?

Those who die in such an ordinary world have no chance of resurrection.

"Ning Xi."

Rong Yan suddenly called Si Nan.

Raising his head, Si Nan looked at him.

"If." Rong Yan looked at her seriously:

"If you go down the path you choose, be sure to be truly fair."

Si Nan smiled bitterly, and his voice was soft:

"I'll try my best."

Liao Yin's matter has come to an end for the time being.

Soon the students were back on their own.

The heat on the Internet about this matter has gradually faded after a period of time.

Life in the third year of high school is busy and fulfilling.

I don't know when, Rong Yan has begun to slowly integrate into Si Nan's life.

They made an appointment to go to school together and went home from school together.

From time to time, Rong Yan rubbed the special car sent by Ning's father to take Si Nan home.

After a long time, it is no longer called rubbing.

The driver of the Ning family also habitually picked up the two of them to and from school together.

The winter vacation is quietly coming, and the students in the third year of high school are about to usher in the last semester, so they are late in order to grasp the review of their homework.

At the end of the last lesson, there was a heavy snow of white flowers falling outside the window.

Si Nan glanced out the window, and his warm snort hit the transparent glass to form a layer of white mist.

"The final answer to this question is P=3."

The math teacher on the podium writes the answer to the last question on the blackboard.

Patting the chalk ash on her hand, she raised her hand and glanced at the watch on her wrist and said:

"The last class is almost over, I wish the students a happy winter vacation, don't be too slack during the vacation, and strive for a good score in the college entrance examination. Okay, goodbye, classmates. ”

The classroom resounded with cheers from the students.

Si Nan unhurriedly packed up his things, put on his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.

Rong Yan had already landed outside the door, and the white mist dissipated into the cold air with his breathing.

stepped forward, he put the hot water cup with hot water in his hand into Si Nan's hand, and by the way, he wrapped the scarf around her neck tightly.

Against the backdrop of the heavy snow behind, this scene looks beautiful and quiet.

There was a little more temperature in his always cold black eyes, Si Nan took Rong Yan's warm hand and asked softly:

"How long have you waited?"