Fifteen minutes later, Wenwen returned to the door of the interrogation room, and was about to knock on the door, but the raised hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

She heard a slight whimper inside. The voice was not loud, but it sounded like he was holding back strong emotions and didn't want to cry.

She lowered her hand, turned and leaned against the wall outside the door, and waited a little longer.

Five minutes later, Jiang Luosheng finally sorted out his emotions and stopped crying.

She heard a knock on the door outside, "Luo Sheng, can I come in?" ”

"Hmm. Come on in. ”

Wenwen gently opened the door and walked in.

Jiang Luosheng knew that his eyes were red from crying, so he simply didn't hide it, and directly raised his head and smiled at Wenwen, saying that he was okay now.

Wenwen sat across from her and said softly, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Jiang Luosheng nodded, folded the letter, and took back the envelope, "Wenwen, can I keep this letter?" ”

"Yes." Wenwen agreed. Thinking about Jiang Qingyuan, he returned the negatives and wrote a letter again, probably not to provoke Jiang Luosheng.

"Is it an apology?" She asked.

"Almost." Jiang Luosheng smiled, "This is the first time my brother has communicated with me like a normal person." It's a pity that it was after his death. ”

Wenwen was keenly aware that Jiang Luosheng was talking about "my brother", not "Jiang Qingyuan".

"When did your brother ask Dr. Zhao?"

"Late October or early November, I guess."

Wenwen sighed helplessly, "It turned out to be Zhao Ting's means to frame you." ”

"Yes." Jiang Luosheng said lightly, "Jiang Qingyuan is a person, he will harm me." ”

"Zhao Ting still has a little conscience, otherwise you wouldn't have read this letter, and you wouldn't know that Jiang Qingyuan wanted to apologize to you."

Jiang Luosheng thought about it and told Wenwen the truth, "Actually, on November 1st last year, I did borrow my colleague's car, followed Jiang Yuan, and found where my brother lived. ”

Wenwen nodded slowly, "Hmm." ”

"Later, on the fifth I went to my brother to get the negatives back." Jiang Luosheng recalled, "When he saw me, he was quite surprised, his attitude was a little cold, but it was not bad, saying that the negatives had been disposed of." I didn't expect him to tell the truth. ”

Thinking about it now, at that time, Jiang Qingyuan was obviously not ready to talk to his sister face-to-face, so he had to use coldness to pass away.

Maybe he wants to find another chance in the future.

But I didn't expect that there would be no more future.

Wen Wen paused, "But now that you know his apology, do you feel better?" ”

Jiang Luosheng smiled faintly, "He's dead." What do I care about with a dead man? ”

She gently rubbed the letter in her hand, "I just feel a little regretful. If these words, I can see them while he is alive......"

But some injuries are not in a few words, and they can be offset overnight.

Jiang Qingyuan successfully ruined her life and sent her to hell completely, and he had to make up for it from time to time to prevent her from crawling out of hell.

She shook her head, "I don't know. We probably won't be able to reconcile at all. Maybe it's true that it's only when he's dead that I'm more able to reconcile with myself. ”

"Luo Sheng," Wen Wen leaned over slightly and patted her hand gently, "Don't feel sorry. Everything was arranged for the best. Jiang Qingyuan's fate is like this, but you still have a long way to go. Let yourself go and live well. ”

Jiang Luosheng nodded, thought about it, and asked again: "Wenwen, Dr. Zhao's trial is over, is it okay to visit the prison?" ”

"Yes." Wenwen looked at her, "Do you want to see her?" ”

"Hmm. I have something to say to her. ”

"Remember to bring your ID and find a visit day to pass."

Jiang Luosheng nodded, "Thank you." ”

She's actually quite conflicted. Should I help Jiang Qingyuan convey some words?

What's more, it was to convey to this Dr. Zhao who helped her and wanted to frame her.

Even if it is conveyed, can it make Dr. Zhao feel relieved?

The woman referred to in Jiang Qingyuan's letter was obviously Zhao Ting.

She pulled him out of the quagmire, having the same experience as him, similar and different from him. They share joys and sorrows, keep each other warm, and rely on each other.

But this kind of feeling is not necessarily love.

It's just that Jiang Qingyuan has never seen love, how can he tell the difference?

He had lived in distortion and solitude for too long, and when suddenly someone gave him warmth, he was fiercely covetous, and whatever the feeling was, he had to hold on to it.

Even if they do end up together, it may not end well. But for Jiang Qingyuan, this feeling really made him feel inferior and fragile, and made him brave and decisive, and even began to cut off the Yingying Yanyan around him, intending to gamble on this feeling, this woman, and the happiness of the two.

Changing the counselor may also be the reason. The doctor-patient relationship is dissolved, and then they can be together in the open.

In case this time, I can really have a home.

However, there was no turning back for him.

Now, Zhao Ting can't turn back at all.

Maybe it's not love between them, maybe even if she knows this, Zhao Ting will still feel betrayed, but what her brother really thinks, Jiang Luosheng at least wants to tell Zhao Ting.

Afternoon.

When Jiang Luosheng returned from the Binmen Police/Bureau, there was still some time before the rehearsal began. She walked leisurely towards the dance troupe, and saw Lin Yubai coming from a distance.

Lin Yubai didn't see her, and went straight into the dance troupe.

Jiang Luosheng didn't think much about it, until she went upstairs and passed by the conference room with the door open, when she heard Lin Yubai's voice inside, "Do you want to take a look?" ”

Wan Qi responded coldly: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

Lin Yubai was as cold, "Don't be ignorant." ”

"That's what I should say." Wan Qi said solemnly, "You don't interfere in the affairs of me and the Lin family." ”

Jiang Luosheng was slightly stunned and stopped.

What is the relationship between Wan Qi and the Lin family?

"Dad wants to see you."

Wan Qi responded word by word: "We don't recognize each other, whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me." ”

The room was dead silent.

Jiang Luosheng took a light breath, but he was slightly surprised in his heart.

It turned out that these two people were half-brothers.

No wonder they are so at odds.

No wonder Wan Qi has compassion for Jiang Qingyuan in her matter.

Silence spread out in the room for a few more seconds.

Jiang Luosheng was a little apprehensive. What should she do now? Do you sneak away and leave, or do you find a reason to interrupt them?

Wan Qi was rarely able to remain calm and restrained in this war without gunpowder.

Lin Yubai is afraid that the same is true.

If this continues, the war will start sooner or later.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Lin Yubai say lightly: "Then forget it." ”

No more saber-rattling just now.

Wan Qi didn't expect him to be relieved, and he didn't expect him to continue: "I won't force you." ”

There is no provocation in the words.

Wan Qi was silent for a few more seconds, and when he spoke, his voice was no longer so cold that it froze, "Me and the Lin family, don't interfere." ”

Lin Yubai didn't respond directly, but changed the topic, "Thank you for the solid thing." ”

Wan Qi looked at him, "It has nothing to do with me." ”

Lin Yubai said lightly: "Without your consent, your little dancer doesn't dare to come to me." ”

Wan Qi didn't say anything more.

The stalemate between the two is awkward, long, and unpredictable.

A few seconds later, Lin Yubai spoke: "Free at night?" ”

Wan Qi replied to him: "Yes." ”

"Have a meal?"

There was silence again.

Jiang Luosheng felt worried.

Finally, Wan Qi responded: "Okay." ”

Lin Yubai didn't say anything more, and walked out the door.

Jiang Luosheng quietly turned around and hid behind the corner.

She watched Lin Yubai come out first and go downstairs, and then watched Wan Qi come out and go to the office.

After that, she turned around and slowly leaned against the wall.

Jiang Qingyuan's face appeared in her mind.

It was the same eyebrows and eyes as Jiang Yuan when he was young.

When he sees himself in the mirror, does he feel disgusted? Has he ever tried to reconcile with himself in this short and twisted life?

The sunlight outside the window spilled in obliquely, but it didn't reach the corner. The wind was so strong that the glass whirred.

Jiang Luosheng's feelings for Jiang Qingyuan have always been contradictory. She hated him to the core, and grieved for him.

What a disappointing world it was for him.

He is forever tearing apart others in the most extreme and paranoid way, and at the same time tearing himself apart. This pleasure and pain are intertwined into his perverted sense of reality.

While pulling others into hell, he himself fell into a deeper level, but he never struggled and gave up on himself.

The letter was lying quietly in Jiang Luosheng's bag. She suddenly hoped that the world where Jiang Qingyuan lived now would be more kind to him.

The phone shook slightly, and Xiao Qi sent a message: How is it?

Jiang Luosheng thought about it and replied to him: I want to find a time to go to the cemetery to see my brother.

Xiao Qi also noticed that she changed her name to Jiang Qingyuan.

He replied: Go ahead.

Jiang Luosheng took back his phone and turned around and walked into the corridor full of sunlight.