It has been said that the only benefit of being in prison is relaxation. You don't have to worry about the police popping up and dragging you out of bed. Because you're in a cage. You have lost your freedom.

Shadow is a big believer in this statement. This is his mantra in prison. This is a black man with the physique of a beast. A strong body, as well as a vigorous body, made his life in prison quite okay. Most of the small groups that gang up will not easily approach him. There will be no idiot who prides himself on being muscular and goes up to provoke him. Or maybe there were a few, but they were all dragged out in the end.

He doesn't cause trouble, and he's not afraid of it. There was also a small attendant who ran errands for him. Life passed simply and uninterestingly, because he didn't want to cause anything, he just wanted to spend his time in prison quietly. Of course, the main reason why he is so quiet is that he is about to be released from prison. Five days to go. One hundred and twenty hours to be exact. He wanted to be able to spend the one hundred and twenty hours without any surprises. He wanted to return home to his wife.

The weather was nice and there were a few clouds floating in the sky. This made the originally somewhat dazzling sunlight much softer. Overall it was a pretty perfect time to let go.

But in the eyes of the shadows. Something seems wrong with the whole world. The clear sky is filled with an invisible sense of oppression. An inexplicable crisis hangs over the shadow's heart all the time. He looked around, only his little henchman, and all the people around him were far away. There was no danger, but the feeling always lingered.

"You don't look happy. You're out in five days, and you can't wait to see your wife, right? The little attendant said teasingly.

"Perhaps, I'm just feeling depressed. But it's not depressing. It seems like I have a sharp axe hanging over my head. I don't know when it's going to fall. ”

"You don't have an axe hanging over your head, but you have a lot of malicious eyes. Those guys probably don't want you out. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe they're expecting me to leave? After all, I'm here, and they're not very happy. ”

"Well, in fact I don't want you to go out either. You're gone, I can't survive here. ”

"People always have to pay for their actions. You helped me, so I shelter you. But that's about it. ”

"I understand, but ...... Never mind. By the way, a hint to you. It's time to call. ”

The shadow stood up uncharacteristically excitedly and ran to the phone booth. One of the prisoners next to the phone booth immediately got out of the way and told him to call first.

"Is everything alright, baby?"

"The home is nice. Robbie is here today, and we're getting ready to throw you a comeback surprise party? ”

"Surprise party?"

"Well, you can assume that you haven't heard of it."

"I'll try my best, right? I don't know what's going on, I feel something is wrong. ”

"What's wrong?"

"I can't say it, it's just the weather, it's very depressing. It was as if a storm was coming. How's it going at home? ”

"The weather here is nice and the trees are sprouting. When you get back, they should be able to grow leaves. It's like welcoming you back. ”

"Hehe, I love you. Baby. ”

"I love you too, dog."

The shadow put down the phone contentedly, and returned to his heart, but he was upset, and he didn't feel the weakness and panic in his wife's words.

Time just ticked by. But it didn't wait for the day Shadow was released from prison. The next afternoon, the warden found him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shadow. We have just received the news that your wife, who was in a car accident last night and died on the spot. In view of your misfortune, the prison has granted you a few days to leave prison a few days earlier and go home to mourn your wife. ”

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The haze in the sky seems to be getting stronger. Shadow felt like the whole world was pressing down on him. That feeling of pain and helplessness made him almost collapse. He didn't know how he got out of prison. In the midst of all that, he had only one thought, he wanted to go home.

Airport, this season is not busy. Passengers of Hihi Lulu will check in and board the plane in turn. But in front of the shadow, there was a little accident. An old man who seemed to have some unsound clerical position clamored to see his son.

"My son buys me a first-class ticket every time. He always took good care of me, I was going to his funeral, he was a nice guy. I...... How could I be here ......"

Unified gibberish and messed up the ticket inspectors. In order to prevent this old man, who seems to be in a state of sane problems, to make a bigger incident. The ticket inspector arranged a first-class cabin for him to take care of him. The shadow silently watched everything that was happening in front of him, his eyes blank. Nothing seemed to be able to get his attention.

However, when boarding the plane, an accident happened. The shadow finds that her seat is occupied. And the other party is holding the same ticket as him. This is clearly the airline's fault.

"Sir, can't you find another seat?"

"I'm only sitting in my seat, and I can't see any other seats."

The flight attendant looked helpless, this was their mistake, he couldn't defend it, and finally had to arrange the shadow to the first class. This is the first time for a shadow.

"Looks like it's your lucky day." A somewhat teasing voice rang in my ears.

It should have been only then that he found out that the old man next to him was the old guy who made a mess at the ticket gate just now. But the old man is in good spirits now, and he can't see the confusion just now. The shadow suddenly understood that the other party was taking advantage of the ticket inspector's sympathy. He smiled helplessly, but he didn't intend to break the matter. But at this time, the old man next to him began to talk.

"You look a little nervous. Don't like the sky? ”

"Sort of, it doesn't make me feel good."

"I like it. I just don't like this iron guy. How can a metal fish weighing 80 tons fly into the sky? It simply does not have that right. But Newton gave it an explanation. The updraft, the wings, and the power of the engine take it into the sky. It doesn't make sense at all, but the eighty-two passengers on the plane believe this explanation. The plane is still flying. So what exactly makes it fly? Faith or Newton? ”

"I think it's both." A voice interjected from the side. The shadow leaned sideways with the old man, only to see a young Asian man greeting them from the seat on the other side of the aisle.