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Ah Lin's bones were clearly intertwined with the ten fingers of his hands, and the joints rubbed gently a few times.

He whispered: "She said that even if it is for Sun Tingjun, you have to live happily." She told you not to worry about her, she would live well, she wanted to go out and see how big the world was, she wanted to ...... Find 'Sun Tingjun'. ”

A strong sourness swept through my nose, and I was shocked to find that my heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, and compared to the hysterical curse, Shen Fang's words especially made me heartbroken.

I bent my knees up, buried my face deeply, and broke down and cried.

Ah Lin didn't say anything comforting, because his heart was afraid that it was even more uncomfortable than mine.

I felt him walk out the door, and then I heard the sound of the door closing softly.

I raised my head, and Ah Lin had already left the room.

I don't think he expected Sun Tingjun to make such a move, and I was even more difficult to accept.

I thought that after Sun Tingjun knew about my agreement with Lao Cheng, he would find a place where no one knew him and start over, I thought that he would not be stupid to me after listening to what I said, but in the end it was all I thought.

He is no longer the rich second generation who only knows what to do and has no heart and lungs. He knows how to bear all the mistakes he has made, and he completely understands that in this world, it is not who is worse to be forgiven by the law, and it is not that whoever is tricked by fate first has all the reasons to retaliate.

As for me, it seems to be the luckiest person.

In the future, I will have children and love.

But in fact, in this life, I am the one who has 'nothing'.

I'm not happy.

I can no longer love as openly as before, and enjoy love with all my might, Sun Tingjun will always be like a thorn in my heart, whenever I feel happy and want to laugh, he will pierce my heart once.

I think Ah Lin might be like me.

I don't have any friends.

Shen Fang will never want to see me again, she and I will always remember those simple days when we were young, but there are only memories left.

She couldn't be so generous because her husband loved me. I can't be so calm and pretend that nothing happened.

I don't have a grand wedding.

Because I will not have the courage to put on a white wedding dress and bear the blessings in front of my loved ones......

A week later, at night, thick clouds obscured the starry sky.

After dinner, Ah Lin sat silently in the living room, his long legs folded, and a green tea was placed in front of the coffee table.

The tea is fragrant, and I smell the tea and get closer.

He didn't know it.

I sat next to him for less than five minutes, and only when he touched the cigarette case from under the coffee table did he see my shadow in the smooth crystal mirror.

The movement retracted, his eyes sharpened, and he said deeply and slowly, "When did you sit down?" ”

"Five minutes ago." I say.

He nodded, took a shallow sip from his teacup, and put it down.

"What are you thinking?"

He was silent for a moment and replied, "Think of myself." ”

"What do you think of yourself?"

He just laughed, but didn't answer.

He is lonely, like the sky tonight, and a pair of incomparably feminine eyes breed a different kind of remorse, not as full of light as before, like a man who has lost his soul.

Along the way, whether it was before or after knowing me, the man in front of me has left a heart-wrenching story. He used his wisdom to win freedom for himself, and many people called him a bastard, a scumbag, and scolded him for being ruthless and unrighteous. There were also many people who loved him, loved him so much that they lost their lives. So he never judged himself to be a good person, and he always flaunted himself as bad.

After a long sigh, he lowered his voice and said in my ear, "Would you like to go to my parents' house for a while?" ”

"Where are you going?" I had a bad feeling.

Shang Lin lowered his head, and his ink-colored hair swayed lightly in front of his eyes: "Talk to Sun Tingjun before he is sentenced, drink with him inside, and take away the share I can." Until he was escorted out of the city. I should still be able to get this face. ”

"He's going to die, isn't he?" I didn't bother to ask this question for a week, and it wasn't until today that I mustered the courage to do so.

Ah Lin pursed his lips: "If nothing else, it should be a reprieve." He killed too many people, and it was impossible to reduce his death to more than twenty-five years except for a postponement of death. ”

In other words, the once arrogant teenager will either die or spend his life in prison.

I sniffed and said with difficulty, "Okay, I'll go live at my in-laws' house." But before that, I want to see him? ”

Ah Lin may have guessed that I would definitely make such a request, and the moment my voice settled, he unsurprisingly tapped his lips.

The next afternoon.

Sun Tingjun was taken to the visiting cell.

As a felon, he was supposed to be handcuffed both hands and feet, but out of the circumstances of his surrender, the police only handcuffed him.

There was a creak, and the iron door was shut.

Sun Tingjun stood next to a slightly chubby policewoman.

He is the one who is teased by life, he is the one I want to save but can't save after all.

In fact, this week, I have fantasized about countless scenes of seeing each other again.

I thought he would look at me with hatred, like a groundbreaking axe, slashing at me fiercely.

I also thought that he would give it to me with glacial indifference, as if I had never known him.

But as soon as Sun Tingjun's butt touched the chair, he jokingly said: "Cheng Yishu, isn't Shanglin's family meal delicious?" Why is the belly still so small? You're pregnant with twins, not two monkeys. ”

I was stunned.

Nearly collapsed.

immediately covered his mouth, afraid that the most useless tears would fall in front of him.

Seeing that I was in a bad mood, Sun Tingjun sat up straight, and said with a serious expression: "Cheng Yishu, this is the police station, and some words still have to be measured." I understand what you want to say. I killed people, and no one raised my hand to force me to kill. Lao Tzu made a mistake, and now everything is deserved. Stupid people should be eliminated and discarded by this society. So that humanity can progress, right? ”

I shook my head, opened my mouth, couldn't speak, and tears were shaking in my eyes several times.

Sun Tingjun said: "Cheng Yishu, don't cry. Especially don't cry for a man you love. This will make it very difficult for the man who loves you. On the day I killed Zhao Fei, I admitted that I was very uncomfortable, but I had already figured it out in the past few days. In fact...... You never owe me anything. It's me who has been pestering you, pestering you to be good to you, you have always refused very thoroughly, very simply, and never dragged the mud and water. Maybe I just like that. And after Lu Feng died, I couldn't sleep well every night, and nightmares were frequent. After a pause, he seemed to want to make a gesture of spreading his hands, but his wrists were handcuffed, and finally he could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Now it's okay, finally free." You won't know that Lao Tzu is relaxed at this time. The two of you shouldn't have any trouble in the future, living well and being together is the best reward for me. If you dare to have a bad time, I, Sun Ting, will not let you go! ”

Sun Tingjun's tone seemed very relaxed, but that time he didn't laugh, he didn't let his tiger teeth show in the air again, but his eyes were smiling, and he smiled ...... It's a little sad.

I didn't say a word from beginning to end of that visit.

After Ah Lin sent me to my in-laws' house, he stayed in the bureau to accompany him.

I heard that Shang Lin prepared a lot of good wine and cigarettes, and took the initiative to stay in the cage where Sun Tingjun was held, eat and sleep with him, and spent nearly a month day and night. Later, Ah Lin went to the tattoo parlor to wash off the fierce Qiqi on his back, and left a bunch of scars that were even more ugly than before.

I asked him why?

Ah Lin didn't want to tell me the reason, just smiled at me, and replaced all answers with silence.

In court, Sun Jianguo was sentenced to death and immediately executed.

Sun Tingjun's words were touching, and he took the initiative to ask the judge to compose the death sentence to a death sentence and execute it six months later.

This incident has been reported by the media for a long time, so much so that after tea and dinner on the streets, I can always hear many people talking about Sun Tingjun there.

Some people say that Sun Tingjun killed so many people, he deserves to die.

Some people also say that a young man does not follow the right path, and educates his children to study hard, otherwise they will only be thieves in the future.

But few people know that Sun Ting regards money as dung, and he doesn't want to let Sun Jianguo's business empire go, and he wants his biological father to be punished by the law. Because he seems to be reckless, he has faith in his heart. He has the courage to kill his relatives in righteousness, and he also has the courage to go against the sky for his lover.

How many people are inferior to him.

So every time I hear something that doesn't make sense, I can't help but go up and argue with my stomach.

Of course, there was nothing but stares and sarcasm.

Those people will say, "Is he your relative?" Is he justified in killing? Why can't I say? I said mine, what the is to you? ”

Most of the time, although I have the courage to come forward and argue, I have hardly won the argument.

After Sun Tingjun was sent to the detention center, Ah Lin and I spent a life like an elderly couple, respectful and polite, and everything seemed to be fine, but the enthusiasm between lovers was missing. We never mentioned that we had to get a new marriage license, and we didn't mention the wedding again.

Marriage seems to have become a forbidden area for us.

One late autumn night, the window was filled with the sound of falling leaves from the trees.

Huo You reached out to the door.

He was holding an old but enthusiastic old man, whom I recognized at a glance.

She is Huo Youshen's grandmother and the mother of Sun Tingjun's adoptive mother.

"Sun Jianguo is dead, why haven't you returned to the Middle East yet?" For Huo Youshen, Ah Lin's hostility is still quite obvious.

I pulled him aside with my stomach and whispered to him the old man's identity.