Tu Mochu went back and continued to have a reunion dinner with his "fellow inmates".

This group of "cellmates" has no conscience, and they have already finished sandwiching the meat, leaving some soup and water. He changed his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and ate white rice with the soup, still with no expression on his face.

Zhong Xueyu asked with a smile: "Tu Mochu, are you in a good mood?" ”

Tu Mochu was silent. He is the youngest here, although there are a group of human spirits here, but Tu Mochu has a good brain.

"Prison Eleventh" is full of people with a future, so it's quite harmonious, and maybe they can become colleagues in the future.

Everyone looked at Tu Mochu's cold appearance, and they didn't know who took the lead in laughing.

Zhong Xueyu patted his thigh and laughed, "Tu Mochu, you laugh when you're happy, why do you have to eat with a tight face?" ”

Tu Mochu's chopsticks paused and glanced at the group of people.

Someone couldn't help it, "Tu Mochu, on your neck, is the lipstick mark on your little lover." Ouch, my heart must be beautiful, it's hard for you to sit here and eat so calmly! ”

"It's hard, it's hard!" A crowd of people followed.

Tu Mochu put down the dishes and chopsticks, touched his neck, and there was a light red on his fingertips, I don't know when the little girl rubbed it up, it seemed to have a girlish fragrance like ice and snow.

Tu Mochu finally curled the corners of his mouth and scolded a group of jokers: "Get out." ”

Everyone laughed and couldn't stop for a while. This winter doesn't seem to be so cold either.

When Tu Mochu first came in, he worked harder than the old man inside. Later, after a long time, I don't know who said it, Tu Mochu wants to be a scientist in the future. There are very few people who can become scientists from here, but he works hard day and night.

No one understands what this stubbornness is for, until today, a year later, a girl finally came to see him, everyone knew that the faith and love in some people's hearts are unforgettable, no matter how long and bitter it is, always remember.

I remember that when they took a plane for the first time, Jing Lin talked about scientists, like heroes, and her eyes were full of love and expectation for the world.

Jing Lin found Tu Mochu and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

What people are most afraid of is that there is no hope, but now that they have hope, they feel steadfast in their hearts. The next open visit will not be until spring.

Jing Lin did not return to N City. She doesn't have to go to law school in the future, and she can study her major with peace of mind.

At the end of the holiday in February, the students came back one after another.

The first to arrive at the dormitory was the local Wu Moyu, she thought she was the first to arrive, but when she saw Jing Lin coming back from the library, she was very surprised, "Linlin, you came so early?" ”

Jing Lin smiled and nodded.

Wu Moyu saw Jing Lin holding a thick stack of books, and leaned over to look, "What kind of books are these?" Hey? Nursing massage, Linlin, we don't learn this, why do you see this? ”

Jing Lin put the book in place, smiled and didn't speak. Although she didn't mind Tu Mochu's body, she didn't like to chat casually about the things he cared about. Wu Moyu also asked, and soon talked about the interesting stories of the New Year.

The next day was the deadline for the start of school, and Liang Qian and Mu Xiaorou also came.

Mu Xiaorou also brought hometown specialties to her roommates, she was timid, she looked like a minor, and she frightened Liang Qian by carrying such a big bag and climbing the stairs.

Studying medicine is a five-year system, and there was an opportunity to change majors in the freshman year, and Mu Xiaorou especially wanted to change. Of the four people in the dormitory, she is the only one who faints in anatomy class and cries at the sight of formalin's soaked corpse. Wu Moyu's expression is normal, Jing Lin can bear it, not to mention Liang Qian, who chose the medical profession because he loves this profession. But Mu Xiaorou's mother didn't allow it, so she didn't change.

Liang Qian picked up her things with one hand and put them away, "Xiaorou, why does your mother have to let you study medicine?" ”

Mu Xiaorou lowered her head, "My brother is not in good health. "The disease in the mother's womb is congenitally insufficient.

As soon as Mu Xiaorou said, the other three people glanced at each other and didn't ask any more questions. Many original families have unspeakable problems, and Mu Xiaorou's family is patriarchal.

Liang Qian put his hand on Mu Xiaorou's shoulder with a big grin, "Come on, Xiaorou, I'll show you our specialties over there." ”

The family will have a huge impact on the child, Mu Xiaorou is much inferior than Wu Moyu, she always feels that excellent people look down on her, and she is usually silent.

Jing Lin looked at the massage care book on her right. He always said that when he grew up, he would have a wider vision and a better understanding of human nature, and he would understand that he was not worthy of love. And she rejoices that the older she gets, the more she understands him. I love his gentleness, love his cold pride, and begin to understand his sensitivity and inferiority.

Jing Lin looks forward to the stars, the moon, and the arrival of spring.

She did a lot of homework in advance about what she could bring with her to the prison. Jing Lin didn't know what kind of existence the "Eleventh Prison" was, she was really ready to wait for the eighth year of Tu Mochu.

Even if he came out with nothing, wouldn't she already be working? She always firmly believes that life depends on two people, and it will get better and better.

When spring came, Jing Lin was confessed by several people, including a talented man from law school, who was said to have been shocked to see Jing Lin last year.

Liang Qian leaned back with a smile when he talked about this incident, because the talented man was a little stunned, and he spoke with a straight face, knowing that he was confessing, and those who didn't know thought that he was interrogating a prisoner.

Liang Qian learned vividly, and Jing Lin was also amused.

As for Jing Lin's statement that she had a boyfriend and her boyfriend was still in prison, Wu Moyu told her roommates, but no one believed it.

Liang Qian whistled, "Linlin beauty, when will you also fall in love, I feel sweet when I look at you, and your boyfriend will definitely spoil you to the sky in the future." ”

Jing Lin's face was serious, "I have a boyfriend." ”

Wu Moyu teased: "The prison one? ”

Jing Lin nodded, and the roommates burst into laughter.

Liang Qian raised his eyebrows, "Linlin, you're enough, the joke has been going on for so long, it's time to stop a little." It's a sophomore, and you'll be a junior next semester, and if you don't fall in love again, you can only talk to your junior, do you like little boys? Well, I'm hopeless, I think I'm a good man. But so many people are chasing you, you don't even think about it, what do you think? ”

To tell the truth, why don't everyone believe it? Jing Lin raised her little face, "I really have a boyfriend." ”

Listening to her emphasize again in a serious tone, the other three people in the dormitory looked at each other.

Wu Moyu smiled dryly, "Are you really in prison?" ”

Jing Lin nodded, her face did not show a look of shame and embarrassment, as if she was just talking about a normal and ordinary thing.

Liang Qian covered his face and wailed.

Wu Moyu asked, "How long will it take to come out?" ”

Jing Lin replied softly: "Eight years." ”

The girls in the dormitory were silent.

The next day, everyone discussed it and began to educate Jing Lin, "We didn't mean to belittle him, but Linlin, eight years, a woman's best years, you have used it to wait for him." That's a jail, not an outing! Do you think everyone is like Dr. Zhen Jichong, who can become a medical master after being released from prison? ”

Jing Lin asked, "Who is Dr. Zhen Jichong?" ”

"You haven't heard of our professional boss? I am over 50 years old this year, I used to be a surgeon, I have a steady hand, I have made a lot of contributions in prison, and I have saved many people. Later, when he came out, there were many rich people who asked him for surgery, and now he is rich and famous, which is amazing. ”

Jing Lin nodded.

Everyone found that the topic was a little off-topic. Not everyone is a big guy like Dr. Zhen Jichong, most of them who have been in prison are older unemployed young people, who have either become ruffians or gamblers.

Wu Moyu and the others were really worried that Jing Lin would be deceived. Even Mu Xiaorou couldn't help but say, "My mother said that people who have been in prison are particularly fierce, Linlin, you better think about it." ”

Jing Lin just smiled and shook her head, "Thank you, I know you are for my good, but my boyfriend is very good, I won't break up." ”

Jing Lin looked at the reactions of her roommates, and also understood Tu Mochu's previous thoughts, people are indeed prejudiced against people who have been in prison, even if they don't know him, and they don't know what kind of mistakes he has made before and what kind of life he has experienced.

Spring begins in April, with a light breeze and warm weather.

Jing Lin and her roommates went shopping, and when the girls were all interested in looking at women's clothes, Jing Lin went to the men's clothing area to pick out clothes.

Jing Lin didn't sell the valuable diamond, Lin Fangfei and Jing Zhenhao wanted to raise Xiao Jinghu, and Jing Lin's living expenses came from scholarships, grants and part-time jobs. She is beautiful, but rarely buys herself new clothes.

She picked out a smoky gray shirt and a thin black sweater for Tu Mochu, the price in the mall was not cheap, and almost all her savings were used.

When Liang Qian and the others saw the men's clothes she bought, Wu Moyu whispered for a while: "Why should Linlin? ”

yes, why bother. The second place in the school's original school flower selection was the department flower of the Department of Journalism, and now Huan Huanxi is with the rich second generation, and the son-in-law will not only send all kinds of beautiful clothes, but also send a car last month.

In terms of beauty, Jing Lin is definitely even better, even if she picks a good man casually, she doesn't have to work so hard. After waiting for a man with no future for eight years, Liang Qian and the others were so speechless for the first time, and they didn't know how to persuade them.

What can he give Linlin when he is out of prison? At that time, Linlin was twenty-five or sixteen years old, most of him had no house, no car, no job, and he was still burdened with a "criminal" past, thinking about it, it was a life full of suffering.

Jing Lin didn't know what they thought, she packed her clothes, thought about it, and contacted Hua Zhipeng again.

In the past two years, Hua Gongzi has been angry and strong, and it is said that he has mixed well, and their group of friends have not given up looking for Tu Mochu so far.

Thinking of Tu Yiqian, Jing Lin frowned slightly, he probably didn't know that he had a half-brother. Jing Lin finally decided not to tell Tu Yiqian first.

On this day, Jinglin still rode her bicycle to the suburbs. Not long after leaving the school gate, he was stopped by a car, and the window fell, revealing a handsome face.

Wan Zhen has been pursuing Jing Lin since his freshman year, and he chased him vigorously, and it is well known that he was rejected later.

Wan Zhenpi didn't smile, "Where are you going?" How tired you are from riding, I'll send you. ”

Looking at Jing Lin's moving face, Wan Zhen gritted his teeth with hatred, it was because he had seen her that he wanted the best, but if he didn't get it, it would be extremely boring to look at other people.

Jing Lin was a little annoyed with him, frowning and preparing to bypass. It was difficult for her to see Tu Mochu, and she really didn't want to waste time here with others.

Wan Zhen was furious in his heart, he opened the car door and came down, stopping Jing Lin, "Am I not good to you?" You don't have a boyfriend, what's wrong with me? What do you want? House, or car? ”

Wan Zhen's voice is not small, and he can't wait to announce it to the world. Jing Lin smiled angrily, "Don't want anything, you are so good to me, then you will go to jail for me." ”

Wan Zhen was stunned, "What, what?" ”

Jing Lin pursed her lips and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Wan Zhen was unyielding, so he had to pull her to make it clear, and came over with one hand to block Wan Zhen's hand.

When Wan Zhen saw the man, he scolded directly: "Damn! Which shallot is nosy? ”

The man frowned, he was wearing a suit and his voice was clear, "This classmate, isn't it okay to pester a female classmate at the gate of your school?" ”

Wan Zhen sneered, "Get out." He wanted to make a move, but the man shook Wan Zhen's hand away.

The man seemed to be smiling, and gave Wan Zhen a business card, "Young Master Wan, use your brains more." ”

Wan Zhen looked down, and the two words "Fei Hang" were clearly on the business card.

"Fei Hang!"

Hearing Wan Zhen shout this name, Jing Lin turned around and just saw the man's warm eyebrows. He stood at the school gate, and compared with the students, he had an outstanding temperament.

Fei Hang smiled at Shang Jinglin's clear and clean eyes.

The next moment, Jing Lin stepped on the bicycle and rode away without looking back.

The two men in place were silent. Why is it that in a drama where a hero saves beauty, the beauty ignores neither the bully young master nor the hero?