When he was about to reach the location, Ke Yuhan stopped.

Zhou Junlan looked back at him, under the warm sun, his face was pale, which was incompatible with the weather and atmosphere that was about to enter summer.

"It's almost there." Ke Yuhan's voice trembled.

"yes, you're scared?"

"Afraid?" Looking at the thick gray wall, Ke Yuhan pushed his glasses weakly, "It's not that I want to be controlled, why should I be afraid?" ”

"That'll do." Zhou Junlan beckoned, "Let's go, Auntie is still waiting for us over there, she arrived 20 minutes early, at this point, the visit should be over soon." ”

"Yes...... Looks like I'm going to have to hurry up. Ke Yuhan said, but he didn't move his footsteps at all, he stared into the distance, standing there like a statue.

That day, Guo Rutong called and told Ke Yuhan that Ke Huaxiong had surrendered. However, when he was inside, he asked to meet Ke Yuhan by name, saying that he had something to say to him.

It is difficult to say that Ke Huaxiong's choice has nothing to do with Ke Yuhan's final meeting with him, it was Ke Yuhan who intentionally or unintentionally conveyed this message, and it may be that he chose to do so. In fact, before he left that note, he didn't think about what he should do, but he felt that what he was doing now was wrong.

On the other hand, this is also a sign of irresponsibility.

After taking a deep breath, Ke Yuhan finally took a step.

The two continued to approach the detention center.

After showing the certificate to the guards, Ke Yuhan found that the place was full of gloomy appearance, gray, as if the air was filled with an indispersible fog.

What kind of place is this...... He thought.

After walking through a long corridor and about 50 meters, they went deep into the house, and several people found the lookout according to the house number.

Looking in from the specially set aside window on the door, Guo Rutong and Ke Huaxiong were talking something in words. Judging by her shaky shoulders, she may have been crying so hard that she could not cry.

Ke Yuhan discussed with his mother, they didn't plan to tell Ke Yuchen about it, they hoped that Ke Huaxiong would always be just a father who made mistakes in his mind, and he would not put on other hats.

Zhou Junlan sat on the bench at the door, watching Ke Yuhan wander back and forth within a distance of five meters, as if he was a recruit who was about to go to the battlefield. She couldn't help but feel a little funny, even since she saw him for the first time in junior high school, she had never seen such a hesitant appearance.

"You're still nervous, aren't you?"

"Me?" Ke Yuhan frowned, "No, I don't ...... Don't worry......." He slowly stopped, then stomped his foot, as if he had made up his mind, he leaned over: "Okay, I'm a little cramped." ”

"I knew it."

"I ..... I don't know what he's going to say to me later, every time I see him before, I'm very calm, but this time I don't know what's going on, I always have a feeling of being interrogated in my chest. Ke Yuhan rubbed his chest, looking breathless, looking very uncomfortable.

"Do you know why?" Zhou Junlan lifted her hair and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"You say?" Ke Yuhan sat down beside her.

"Because your identities and mentalities have been reversed."

"Identity?" Ke Yuhan cut off, and later felt that this was not very polite, so he put on a kind face, "I'm sorry, but identity?" I can't become his ......"

Zhou Junlan picked up the book in his hand and smashed it on his head, "What do you think, of course it's a metaphor, you see, when you see Uncle Ke, he is very cramped, why?" Because he hides all his bad things, he doesn't dare to look at you or quibble, because no matter how you explain it, he will be wrong. But now it's different, he admits his mistake, which comes at a huge cost, and you become the driving force behind it. ”

The word "pusher" made Ke Yuhan's back cold, and Zhou Junlan seemed to describe him as a character like a sand man murderer, which made him a little unacceptable.

"I ...... I just, I wrote a note. Ke Yuhan's voice was weak, and he stroked his hair and muttered.

Zhou Junlan saw that he should have mistaken his intentions and regarded this matter as a criminal thing, which is why he was under so much pressure.

Without hesitation, Zhou Junlan put his hand behind his back: "Hey! Ke Yuhan! That's not a bad thing. ”

He ...... Because of me, I entered the ...... Entered the ......"

"Nope! Instead, he stepped forward. Zhou Junlan said this, and saw that Ke Yuhan's eyes had a light, and she leaned into his ear: "Listen to me, you will go in later......."

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The middle of the visiting room is separated by a large wall, divided into four small compartments, separated by a partition and a thick layer of glass standing in the middle. And Guo Rutong and Ke Huaxiong sat on both sides of the third compartment, there was no difference, even if they were so close, they couldn't feel each other.

"I'm sorry, Ru Tong, I'm sorry for your family in my life." Ke Huaxiong said the last sentence to the phone he was using to talk, and then put down the phone with a face.

Guo Rutong on the other side was full of tears, but Ke Huaxiong knew that this was a woman's unique ability to shed tears, and they could cry on any occasion. It's like attending the funeral of an unfamiliar relative and friend, even if they haven't said a word between them, women can still wear linen and wear filial piety and cry pear blossoms and rain.

Some people say that it is a catalytic reaction of the people around him, although it is not unreasonable, but Ke Huaxiong does not like it.

The conversation with her ended in the end, but then, his heart pounded, because he knew no more than who was going to come in behind. Let his own son see him in prison uniform, and then a father's dignity will be lost.

Ke Huaxiong has long believed that he is an out-and-out bastard, but he is still sticking to his father's name, even if Ke Yuhan has not called himself a father. What should I say? He began to get confused, he was calling Ke Yuhan to come over and take a look at him for something.

Receiving the note left by Ke Yuhan, Ke Huaxiong struggled for a long, long time, staying up all night until his hair was gray. In the end, in order to protect his identity as a free man, he lived secretly outside; Or do you admit your mistakes and use the legal system to atone for the sins of those you have hurt?

The result is already obvious, with handcuffs, he is indeed a lot more relaxed at this time, but he always feels that some things can't be let go, and his intuition tells him that there are some things that Ke Yuhan must say clearly, even if it is a word of thanks and an apology.

Guo Rutong opened the door, and Ke Yuhan was standing at the door.

After the two said something, they passed sideways, and in the crack of the door, he could see that Zhou Junlan was also coming, and she supported Guo Rutong, who was crying until she collapsed, to the side.

Every time he takes a step, Ke Yuhan's heart becomes calmer and calmer, this is like a physical test and an exam, every time before starting, his heart is panicked with rolling thunder, but when he really steps on the runway, holding the exam paper in his hand, this sense of panic will always be broken by the next concentration.

So, what humans are afraid of is just something you don't dare to face.

Ke Yuhan approached and saw Ke Huaxiong's appearance behind the glass.

He's in great shape! At the very least, he smiled naturally and easily, and although he was still so thin that his cheeks and eye sockets were sunken, he did give him a radiant and novel appearance when he cut his hair short, put on a clean prison uniform, and sat there in handcuffs.

After receiving instructions from the prison guards, Ke Yuhan sat down in his position, and they looked at each other.

The prison guard knocked on the glass and motioned for Ke Yuhan to communicate on the phone. Ke Yuhan naturally knew this, but he wanted to stay quiet for a while, and this atmosphere was broken, and he had to pick up the phone.

Ke Huaxiong hesitated for a while, not knowing if he was not mentally prepared, or if he didn't think of how to respond to Ke Yuhan's first sentence, and in the end, he still answered the phone head-on.

"Hey."

"Hmm."

"Are you alright?"

This conversation was much more polite than usual, "It's good, here, you can have a full meal." ”

Under the dim low-wattage light, Ke Huaxiong's deep eyes could not reveal luster, and there was indeed a residual red light that had not yet been annihilated in the eyes that were like dead ashes. It was like a tree that had been turned to charcoal after a fire burned down a forest.

"Before I came in...... I've been wondering if I owe you an apology. Ke Yuhan's eyes wandered, staring ahead, but he seemed to be looking into the distance, unable to find a focus, "If you want to listen, I can say sorry to you." ”

"No, you don't." Ke Huaxiong wanted to wave his hand, but then noticed that his hand was handcuffed, so he shook his head slightly: "I decided it myself." Xiaoyu, now that I see you, I don't know why, I always feel very calm, and my heart is relieved, although I know that I still owe you. ”

"Remember to come out and pay it back." Ke Yuhan curled the corners of his mouth.

"Of course I have to pay it back."

"Call me over, do you have something important to tell me?"

"I remember it was full of matter." Ke Huaxiong blinked, then lowered his eyes, "But you're sitting in front of me, I don't know what's important." It's okay, it's enough to see you. ”

Inexplicably, Ke Yuhan felt a strong sadness in his heart, half for himself, half for the old man with vicissitudes in his face, has he ever been confused, and wants to struggle out of the quagmire and live a normal life? Have you ever wanted to stand squarely in the sun and feel the light touch every pore on your body?

He thought about it, otherwise he wouldn't have found himself and his younger brother again and again, and he wouldn't have to see his own flesh and blood even if he was hungry.

However, he is a cowardly person, and it is these things that cannot be abandoned, which have become broken family ties and his unilateral longing, which make him unable to face up to his mistakes. If that's the price of admitting mistakes.

He didn't have the courage.

"Xiaoyu......" Ke Huaxiong's trembling voice dragged a long tail note, perhaps it was the blessing of the telephone waves, and his voice was more vicissitudes and thicker, "In fact, I want to say sorry to you, and then, I want to say thank you to you." Your note, while persecuting me, also told me that I have never had an experience in my life, I have lived half my life, and I have not lived a famous life at all, but it is getting worse and worse......."

"Good thing you realize now."

"It's not too late, is it?"

"It's not too late, remember to come out and owe us, and you must pay it back."

Ke Huaxiong raised his head, his eyes finally moistened from dryness and a few tears were swirling, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, and he smiled easily and calmly.

Seeing such an expression, Ke Yuhan strengthened his determination! He wants to say what Zhou Junlan suggested he said! It was a sentence that stuck in his throat again and again. Maybe he may not really express this sentence in the next second, but he wants to try, he wants to see if he has the courage!

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sudden beep on the phone.

He looked horrified at the guard, who pointed to the phone to signal that it was time to visit. In other words, Ke Huaxiong is going back now, and I don't know when we will meet next time.

Ke Huaxiong didn't show any disappointment, he nodded at Ke Yuhan and put down the phone.

The guards grabbed him by the arm and began to leave his seat.

As soon as he took two steps, there was a sound of knocking on the glass behind him, Ke Huaxiong turned around and saw Ke Yuhan standing up, pounding the glass excitedly, and when he turned back, he stopped.

Ke Yuhan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his lips were moving slightly.

What is he talking about! Ke Huaxiong suddenly felt his heart turn upside down, the prison guard reminded him that it was time to go, he begged, just a few seconds, let him see clearly, what Ke Yuhan was talking about.

What the hell is he talking about? Ke Yuhan's upper and lower lips opened and closed, and his tongue was cocked, as if he was making a tongue-curling sound, but it didn't seem to be reasonable, what did he want to say?

Ke Huaxiong finally understood, and at that moment, it seemed as if the world had pulled out all the bitter thorns in his heart, bringing a temporary sourness, followed by a feeling of calm like a grassland. Violent heartache welled up, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees crying and mourning, and began to laugh and roar.

There was no despair in that wail, as if he had been redeemed like a light.

Seeing him like this, Ke Yuhan laughed, he understood his words. Even if he didn't let his voice be heard in person, he could be regarded as a courageous step.

He put his hand on the glass and said the words again with an exaggerated lip.

"Goodbye, Dad."