Sun Mu was not yet eighteen years old, and he was only temporarily sent to a juvenile detention center for a period of time, but this has become an indelible stain on his life file.

Tide had been absent-minded on the way back from the police station. She remembered Sun Mu's helpless and ruthless eyes when he was taken away by the juvenile detention center personnel, and she could never forget it for the rest of her life. A sense of dread crept from her heart to her fingertips, and she felt chills all over her body. Knowing that he is a victim, he seems to have pushed others into hell and made them fall into the abyss.

"Half of his life has been ruined by you."

This is what Jiang Qi said to her when she leaned against the door of the police station that day. He said with a piercing tone, she listened to it angrily, and at that time she was still thinking that people really didn't have back pain when they stood and talked, and the innocence of girls was almost ruined by irrelevant people, wasn't it their own lives that were ruined? She gave him a cold look, and was about to retort, but the words were stuck in her throat by his sweeping gaze. I don't know when she stood in front of him, missing the indomitable courage she had when she first met. It seemed that since he saved her, everything had begun to be different, and only the coldness of his fingertips and the slight heat in his arms were left in his memory, staggered and crept up in his heart.

"Sister-in-law."

As soon as Fang Xiuyuan came out of the corner of the garage after parking the car, she bumped into the man who had been waiting next to her for a long time. The man was lazily holding a cigarette, with a scar on his eyebrows, sloppy and sloppy kicking slippers, looking like a child.

"Why are you here again?" Fang Xiuyuan looked at him like a plague. "Wasn't the money you gave last time enough?" As she spoke, she subconsciously looked around, repeatedly making sure that no one else was passing by and hearing.

The man took the half-smoked cigarette out of his mouth with his fingers, and smiled, revealing a large row of uneven yellowish and black teeth.

"Isn't it a small business that has lost money, and the money is starting to tighten again." He laughed heartily, stretched out his right hand, compared the number four with his fingers, stretched out his fingers and shook it in front of the woman's eyes.

"Sister-in-law, give me another 40,000 yuan."

Fang Xiuyuan's face was extremely bad. "You're too open-mouthed! Now that I'm divorced and have to support myself and my son, how can I have so much money for you? She softened her tone as she spoke, as if she wanted to win the other party's heart and ask the other party to change her conditions.

The man was not very happy to hear this, and his face, which was still smiling just now, suddenly became gloomy. "I call you sister-in-law because I want to remind you of what to do and what not to do at this time. Money must be given, and if it is not enough, then I am not sure when the words in my stomach will reach the ears of those people. ”

The color in Fang Xiuyuan's eyes suddenly jumped, and then gradually extinguished like a candle about to burn out. She saw the man's four fingers raised in front of her eyes, flickering in the dim light.

She looked down and began to rummage through her bag, quickly sorting out a wad of cash and a bank card, she hesitated slightly, and then handed it straight to the person waiting. "I only have five thousand in cash, you can get the rest of the money yourself, the password is your eldest brother's birthday."

The man reached out like a hungry wolf and snatched the money and cards, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eye. "My sister-in-law is also infatuated, after so many years, I still remember my eldest brother's birthday." He wiped his index finger in his mouth, then turned and walked away, smiling to himself as he began to count the money.

"Xiao Yang!"

He suddenly turned his head when he heard the shout, and saw Fang Xiuyuan's eyes with a piece of water, her lips trembling slightly, and her face turned pale.

"For your eldest brother's sake, you're doing well, my daughter and son are still young, they don't know anything, and I don't want them to be hurt in any way."

Xiao Yang paused, and the fingers that counted the money slowed down, but after only a short pause, he resolutely twisted his head back. "If you know today, why bother in the first place. It's not easy for everyone, everyone takes what they need, and everyone is comfortable. ”

Fang Xiuyuan stood in place, looking at the figure of the man disappearing around the corner, and finally lowered her head and sobbed.

In the third week after the start of the third year, the Department of French will send representatives to France to participate in a two-week cultural exchange week at public expense. Chao Xi, Qiao Shen and two other classmates successfully passed the translation and speaking exams and boarded the flight to a beautiful and exotic country. In fact, if Qiao Shen wants to go, the tide is slightly uncomfortable, after all, he is the person she likes, and it is really a little difficult for her to get along day and night for a while.

First of all, the person in charge of the local partner university in Paris came to Charles de Gaulle airport to pick up the plane. The group followed them to the hotel where they were staying, and then the first day of free time. For the first time, the tide arrives in the country of its dreams, and is overwhelmed with excitement. The four of them spent a day visiting almost all the sights of Paris, from the Louvre to the Arc de Triomphe, from Fontainebleau to the Champs-Élysées.

At the entrance of the Centre Pompidou, Qiao Shen asked her if Paris was a place where every girl wanted to visit with her lover.

The tide turned to look at him, his eyes filled with stars, containing the light trails and galaxies of the cang.

"No, to each his own love." She answered him honestly. "I'm not, my favorite city is Marseille."

The light in Qiao Shen's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he smiled slightly. "It's the hometown of Mrs. Bernard. I thought you'd like the tenderness of Paris, but I didn't expect it to be the roughness of Marseille. You're really different. ”

Tidal didn't like his use of the word "rough" to describe the city she had always dreamed of, but she also respected his opinion. "Ever since I saw the Count of Monte Cristo, I've fallen in love with it. The port of Marseille, the prison of Château d'If has an invisible magic more than the Mona Lisa and Coco Chanel. She glanced at Qiao Shen again, and he seemed to be thoughtful at this time.

"Honestly, what I want to do most is to be able to sit in the old port of Marseille with my loved ones one day, holding hands, and watching the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea and the white boats coming and going."

The people she loves. The person I once loved the most is now by my side, and it has become a thing of the past. Moreover, Paris and Marseille, one in the north and the other in the south, are more than a thousand kilometers apart in a straight line at this time, and they are far away.

"It's a pity that we don't have Marseille at the exchange place, if you want to go, I can take the time to accompany you to see it in the two days before it ends."

Qiao Shen said that this sounded unbelievable to the ears of the tide, she never thought that he would take it seriously what she mentioned casually.

"No, no, thank you, mention it casually, there will be a chance to go in the future, the time is urgent, and the communication is important."

Joe sank and spoke again.

On the evening of the fifth day of the exchange in Lyon, Tide had just put on his pajamas in the bathroom when he heard a knock on the door. Li Yuwan, a class of school committee members who lived with her, was talking to her boyfriend on the balcony with the door locked, and the sound insulation of the glass door was too good, and the tide called her several times to no avail.

"Wait a minute!" The tide quickly wiped his hair and walked out, glancing at Qiao Shen who was standing outside the door from the cat's eye.

"What's the matter?" She opened the door and saw the stack of papers he was holding.

Qiao Shen looked up and fell into her clear and bright eyes. Perhaps because he had just finished taking a shower, the tide was still exuding a vague heat, his face was still a little steam-dyed crimson, and his hair, which had not had time to be dried, was wet and sticking to the front and back of his neck, and small droplets of water were sliding down.

He suddenly felt his heartbeat pounding against the wall cavity of the atrium, and the words he wanted to say froze in his mouth, like ice.

"The director just sent a notice to translate the manuscript, the time is urgent, and it will be used tomorrow, I just printed it out, and I came to send you and Li Yuwan's part."

His eyes were fixed on the television screen behind the tide, which was showing the daily strike march of the French people in real time, and he tried to listen to the familiar French sentences coming out of the journalists' mouths, but his mind was like a paste and he could not understand a single word.

"Okay, thank you." Tidal took the manuscript and touched his fingers holding the corners of the paper, and rarely, his fingertips were slightly cold. "Maybe it's going to be overtime, so many drafts, why is it so sudden."

She raised her eyes to look at Qiao Shen and found that his gaze fell on the TV screen, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was slightly panicked. As soon as the tide wanted to ask about the details, he saw that Qiao Shen had already taken his gaze back and quietly fell on her face.

"I have a question for you."

His tone was soft, but with unquestionable firmness.

"Huh?"

The tide waited for him to ask.

"If ......." Qiao Shen felt that the words behind him seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, pressing his mouthpiece painfully. But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by someone coming from behind the tide.

"Qiao Shen? What are you doing here? Li Yuwan just hung up the phone and walked out, with a burst of joy as far as his eyes could see. The boy at the door was tall and jade, and his eyebrows were mixed with an indescribable look. In the eyes of the girls in the school, Qiao Shen is not only the grass of the French department, but also the school grass recognized by the school. has good grades, good personality, and good family background, and only a lovely girl like Xiao Ya can be worthy of him. Li Yuwan liked him because he knew that there was no chance, so he talked about his current boyfriend.

She felt an awkward atmosphere between the two people standing at the door at this time, especially the rare look on Qiao Shen's face.

Qiao Shen raised his eyes and saw Li Yuwan, and his eyebrows suddenly relaxed. The tide in front of him was still waiting for him to finish the second half of the sentence.

"I want to say that if we can't finish it tonight, will it affect our communication credits."

He let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and lowered his eyes to observe the change in the tide's expression.

"Isn't that obvious?" Tide felt that Qiao Shen's sudden question was a little inexplicable. "But let's ask the director, and let his subordinates be merciful, this document is too much."

She finished speaking, and turned to walk inside. "If it's all right, you can go back, it's late, good night."

Qiao Shen looked at the last gesture of turning her head to say goodbye before leaving her back, and felt that her heart was empty and uncomfortable. He said goodnight and turned to leave the door.

People are indeed the most cowardly when they are serious.