Su Yu had never seen a photo of his master with others at home.

The prince in the frame is full of delicate eyes and heroic spirit, which is in stark contrast to the weathered later.

It turns out that the princes have changed so much unconsciously.

"From the moment the prince died, I understood his intentions." Su Yu straightened the frame.

"I'm not a rich young master born with a golden spoon, let alone a son of a powerful family, too much comfort will only make me sluggish and numb, life is not like a story, there are not so many golden fingers, one step at a time to be sure."

"I won't interfere too much in your life, I will go to see your graduation ceremony, and I will go to your wedding scene to send blessings, as an elder." Gong Nineteen smiled.

Su Yu also smiled in return, the man who could appear in the same album as the prince, he chose to trust unconditionally.

"I'll take the money, after all, the clothes are not as good as the new, the people are not as good as the old, take your money to buy new clothes, reasonable."

"Let's go!" Su Yu waved his hand without looking back.

The car downstairs drove away gently.

Retract your gaze and close the curtains.

Gong Shijiu's hand slowly rubbed on the bookcase, and he took out a file folder and held it in his hand.

There was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Pushing the door open, a prisoner picked up the broom by the door and came to the desk.

Look at the posture is to clean up.

The strange thing is that as soon as he swept it, the whole person froze there, and his eyes were lost.

Gong Shijiu glanced at his watch in the faint light.

The curtain was opened again, and after a crisp snap of his fingers, the prisoner was agitated and looked blankly at the warden.

The wind and snow outside the window were still there, and the facial contours of the male prisoner were also clear, and it was the fugitive who had held Su Yu hostage before.

"It's okay, you don't have to clean it up."

"Yes." The prisoner immediately put the broom back in the doorway.

With a look of hope on his face, the prisoner returned to his desk.

His gaze was fixed on the file folder on the table, looking a little nervous.

Gong 19 closed the folder, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked up at the prisoner.

"Anything else?"

"Sir... My exchange request... I wonder if there is a result now? The prisoner asked, writhing.

"I'm sorry for the dismissal." Gong 19's fingertips tapped the folder.

Through the transparent plastic sheet on the cover, a red seal of rejection can be faintly seen.

"But this prison is too far away from my hometown, I want to go back there, and my old family can visit me from time to time, sir, please do me a favor!" The prisoner knelt down as he spoke.

Gong Shijiu frowned slightly when he saw the sweat stains on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this."

"Why? ... Why! That's a reasonable request, right? I have always behaved very well during my sentence, and I have to do all the dirty work in a hurry, so I can't bully people like this! ... You can't bully people like that! A roar echoed through the room.

Gong Nineteen got up and looked at the other side of the lily window.

The prisoner next door listened to soft music and still flipped through the books with great interest.

Gong Shijiu smiled with satisfaction.

When I turned around, the floor was littered with pitch-black footprints of various sizes.

Gong Nineteen bent back slightly, and a pair of dirty little handprints suddenly appeared on the lily window in front of him.

Pulling down the lily window, Gong Shijiu walked to the door and opened the door without hurrying, and the sound of snapping his fingers sounded again.

The visions vanished abruptly.

The prisoner stood up numbly, walked out the door like a walking corpse, and Gong Nineteen closed the door and let out a slight sigh.

Knock knock.

"Please come in."

The prisoner cautiously pushed open the door, his shoes had rubbed countless times outside, afraid of staining the warden's floor.

The warden was sitting at his desk when he heard him enter the door and turned his chair around.

Gong Shijiu smiled and opened the folder and said, "I have already reviewed your transfer documents, three months at the fastest, one year at the slowest, and you should be able to transfer home to the prison over there." ”

"Thank you so much, I really didn't expect that you would review the documents just delivered!"

The prisoner's eyes were full of hope, and as he saw the man take out his cigar, the prisoner hurriedly wiped his hands and stepped forward to polish the match in a panic.

Gong 19 took a big puff of the cigar in his mouth, unlike others, he liked to smoke cigars over his lungs.

A large amount of smoke filled the air, and the prisoner sniffed greedily, and he had not smelled the smoke for a long time, but he felt that the smell was particularly high.

The unburned match in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.

The prisoner was frightened and hurriedly leaned down to collect matches.

The floor was so scorched that the prisoner didn't even bother with his own hands, pinched the red-glowing spot and threw the scraps of the match into the ashtray, leaving a little spark on the other floor.

What he didn't see was that the floor was charred black before the debris fell.

Gong Shijiu's face was as usual, and he was not angry at his recklessness, but handed out a wet wipe and said, "Be careful next time, it won't be good to burn yourself." ”

The prisoner was a little sluggish in taking the wet wipe, and muttered, "Sir, have you ever felt like you've experienced what you're doing?" ”

The warden is known for his kindness and has never discriminated against prisoners in terms of human rights, so many people dare to ask questions when confronted with him, and the relationship is relatively harmonious.

"Everybody has it." Gong 19 replied patiently.

At this time, the prisoner glanced at two scorched places on the floor, and said a little helplessly: "Warden, right... Sorry, it seems to have burned to your floor. ”

"It's fine." Gong Nineteen Gujing said without waves.

The smoke of the cigar has a faint woody aroma.

His face loomed in the smoke.

The prisoner walked quickly to the door, picked up the broom and carefully put away the matchstick, not sparing any dregs.

But the charred floor couldn't be wiped clean even if he wiped it with his clothes.

It's as if the floor has been burned many times.

He shook his head, leaving unrealistic ideas behind him.

The prisoner stood up with an embarrassed face, and stood for a long time before he said tentatively: "If you don't dislike it, I will come to clean you every day in the future." ”

"If you don't find it troublesome, I'm always welcome."

When Su Yu returned home, the doors and windows of the house had been completely renewed.

Su Yu knocked on the window frame, and the ecological wood window frame was matched with multiple layers of heavy glass, and the previous air leakage problem was solved.

The hanging lights in the house have also been replaced with brighter LED lights.

Gong Shijiu's work efficiency is really high.

Su Yu didn't forget to call Zhao Mingrui and report his safety, but he didn't say much else.

Lao Zhao still insisted on inviting Su Yu to dinner.

Glancing at the three people at home who forgot to sleep and eat, Su Yu happily agreed.

The location is an authentic Sichuan hot pot restaurant, the store is not large, but the turnover speed is also quite fast.

Su Yu slapped the snow off his body.

The enthusiastic Lao Zhao was already beckoning from his seat: "Su Yu! What about this! ”

To Su Yu's surprise, a short-haired girl sat opposite Lao Zhao.

The chairs beside Lao Zhao were stacked with the clothes of the two, and a pair of prepared dishes and chopsticks were placed on the empty seat next to the girl.

"Sit down." Lao Zhao said with a smile.

"Sister Pei?"

"Ah, Xiaorui lives in the police station, and it's relatively close to here, so I will make an appointment with the two of you, so we should have a homely meal." Zhao Mingrui explained.

Pei Rui leaned in slightly, her pink sweater was embroidered with cartoon characters, she was used to seeing her in formal clothes on weekdays, but she didn't notice that she also had such a girlish heart under her grinning personality.

"Hmm." Pei Rui snorted lightly as a greeting, without the sassiness of the previous day's work, the little woman was full of taste.

Su Yu didn't feel anything, put the clothes next to Lao Zhao, and sat down.

"You're graduating next year, aren't you?"

"Well, I'll graduate from college in July next year."

"Are there any career paths? If necessary, I can help you referral, and I can also issue an internship certificate to you at the police station. ”

Su Yu shook his head and said: "Lao Zhao, you also know that it is difficult to find a job with a professional counterpart, and I have also considered it, and my current plan is to integrate the store and open a store after graduation." ”

"Open a store... It's not easy to do the entity now.,I think you don't have a choice.,You can be an auxiliary police officer first.,With your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to turn into a regular officer.,If you come, you can also let Xiaorui take you.,Be with acquaintances.,Everything also has a care.。 ”

Su Yu thought about his words seriously, the identity of a police officer can indeed save a lot of trouble, but he is afraid that dogmatic work will delay his affairs.

"I'll seriously consider it after graduation."

"Well, what did Gong Nineteen say?"

"He and the prince are old acquaintances, and we are just talking about the past."

"The prince's old acquaintance?" Zhao Mingrui felt the figure like a demon in the unfinished building in his heart, and there was more reminiscence in his eyes.

"Come, drink." Zhao Mingrui took the initiative to pour a full beer for Su Yu.

The three of them touched the glass, and Pei Rui drank the big draft beer cup.

"Sss

"Sister Pei, fight so hard." Su Yu said in surprise.

"You take care of me, eat vegetables!" Pei Rui took out a piece of mutton and put it in Su Yu's bowl.

"Huh?" Su Yuhu glanced at her suspiciously, "Sister Pei, are you unwell?" How so..."

couldn't think of adjectives for a while, Lao Zhao hurriedly relieved himself when he saw this: "Xiaorui, she is actually like this on weekdays, she is only so strong when she is on duty, girl's family, normal, normal." ”

When.

The door of the shop opened, the wind blew through the hall, and the charcoal at the bottom of the pot became more vigorous.

Pei Rui stretched her neck as if she felt something.

Su Yu clearly saw teardrops slipping from the corners of her eyes.

Lao Zhao sighed softly.

"The wind is so wicked that it blows the doors open." The owner of the restaurant muttered and closed the door.

A puppy wagged its tail and stuck out its tongue and ran happily towards Su Yu.

There was also a bow tied on his head.

It's a Yorkshire.

Pei Rui looked at the empty aisle, and her mood sank again.

"Sister Pei..."

"What's wrong?" Pei Rui was not very interested, and poured another big sip of beer.

"Have you ever had a dog?" Su Yu blurted out.

Lao Zhao slapped his head, which pot is not opened.