Tan Biwei did not leave the poor and paralyzed Zhang Mingguang, which made Chen Jizong puzzled, he didn't understand what was wrong, he worked hard to make money for her, but why did he lose her in the end?

When he was younger, he didn't understand.

In confusion, Chen Jizong continued to be his policeman, Tan Biwei continued to be her star, without Zhang Mingguang's help, Tan Biwei's road to stardom was a lot bumpy, with ups and downs, but fortunately, she was still there.

Every time her new film is released, Chen Jizong will go to the cinema alone to watch it, and he watches her grow up and grow old on the screen year after year, and suddenly, it is six years.

In 1974, Chen Jizong ushered in the cold winter of the police industry together with all the police in Hong Kong.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption was established, and this independent agency was like a vicious dog, muffled and determined that the corrupt police would not let go, and the people in the police department were panicked. The higher the position, the more likely it is to fall hard.

Chen Jizong's boss has a keen sense of smell, he retired early a few years ago, afraid of settling accounts after the autumn, and now he plans to immigrate to Canada, to bring a hand, he kindly reminded Chen Jizong: "There is more than enough behind him to withdraw his hand, there is no way to turn back, while there is still a way, hurry up!" ”

Go, go to Canada, he has enough capital so that he can start a new road in a foreign country, but he can't go alone, he wants to take her with him.

Chen Jizong found Tan Biwei again, and he told her his situation: "I have to go, but I want to go with you, are you willing to go with me?" ”

Tan Biwei was silent and didn't speak, Chen Jizong was anxious, he held her hand: "I have money, even if I escape, I won't be a lost dog, you won't suffer if you follow me." ”

Hearing his words, Tan Biwei was like a lightning strike, she raised her head to look at him, like six years ago, looking at him deeply, and then she shook her head.

She wouldn't go.

He had to go on his own.

Farewell, Harbor District.

Sitting on the plane, looking at the small harbor area, Chen Jizong's heart seemed to be chiseled through a big hole, and the wind at an altitude of 20,000 feet all whistled into this hole, and the plane flew over Taiping Mountain......

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth were like clothes getting old.