Zhong Nuanyang was stopped by the doorman at the gate of the community, he was dangling a thin postcard at the window, and he knew where it was sent from at a glance.

Zhang Sheng asked Zhong Nuanyang to take the time to see him, she was a little surprised to put the postcard into the pocket of the school uniform, ignoring the inquiring eyes of the doorman, and walked towards home while pondering.

On Saturday morning, Zhong Nuanyang took the fruit to the juvenile detention center in the suburbs as promised, which was much older than the remote one Zhang Sheng had stayed in before. She turned two buses on the road, got off the bus and took a taxi for another while, only to see the high fence of the juvenile detention center and the dense barbed wire grid on it.

Every time he comes to this kind of place, Zhong Nuanyang feels very depressed, especially when he sits alone in the reception area and waits after layers of security checks and reviews.

I haven't seen her for a few months, and when Zhang Shengfu showed up, she didn't recognize it, until he sat down opposite him and said hello lightly: "Here, hard work." ”

Zhong Nuanyang came back to his senses, looked at his shaved black and green board and much stronger body, and nodded: "It's okay, how are you?" Why haven't you been replying to my letters?

Zhang Sheng's eyes have long lost Zhong Nuanyang's familiar wit and enthusiasm, he stared at Zhong Nuanyang for a while with those cold eyes that did not match his age, as if he was judging whether she was trustworthy or not, Zhong Nuanyang was a little uneasy by that look: "What's wrong?" Did something happen? ”

Zhang Sheng glanced at her again, and then as if the defense line was retreating, his eyes trembled a few times, and then his eyes moved away: "I don't know who else to find, you know, I don't have any relatives anymore." ”

Zhong Nuanyang felt sad for a while, she looked at the corners of Zhang Sheng's resolute mouth, thinking of what had happened in the past year, her nose was sour: "Don't say that, you still have us...... In addition to me, there are ...... The other people in our courtyard, like Su Feng, are all waiting for you to go back. ”

When Zhang Sheng heard this, he just looked at Zhong Nuanyang and smiled bitterly, and then slowly sat up straight: "I called you here just to tell you that you go back and tell Su Feng that I don't want to see him, and his application for prison visit was rejected by me." ”

"Why?" Zhong Nuanyang looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you good brothers?" What happened? ”

"It's nothing, I just don't want to see it." Zhang Sheng repeated his words without emotion: "Also, you asked him not to think about overturning the case for me, he didn't care about me, he just helped me." ”

Zhong Nuanyang didn't expect Zhang Sheng to call her to actually say this, she didn't know what big deal happened between the two people, just wanted to ask again, Zhang Shengyin glanced at the prison guard next to him, and then raised his voice and said: "How many beatings have you been beaten for him, don't let me see him until he dies in the future." Saying that, he slapped the table with some excitement, so frightened that Zhong Nuanyang didn't dare to move.

The prison guards came out in response and took the noisy Zhang Sheng away, leaving Zhong Nuanyang still a little confused, not knowing what had just happened.

Going home at night and lying in bed, Zhong Nuanyang was still thinking about the eyes that Zhang Sheng looked at him before he was taken away, and after the hysteria retreated, there was some expectation in his eyes, which made Zhong Nuanyang feel as if he had entrusted something to himself, but she had no brains at all.

From beginning to end, she didn't understand what he was trying to say when he called herself, really to bring a message to Su Feng? But his case was originally followed up by Su Feng's lawyer, so he didn't have to go to great lengths to call himself to say such a thing. Or maybe he felt that Su Feng didn't listen to his family and asked her to ...... Zhong Nuanyang shook his head, not to mention that their relationship was so iron before, even if they really broke up, there was no need to go around such a big circle.

One day half a month later, Zhong Nuanyang was relaxing his tired spine and eyes after finishing his homework at home, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in front of him, as if he had thought of something. She wasn't sure if she was right, but she couldn't help but want to make sure. She found Su Feng's homeline phone and dialed it.

"Auntie, I'm Zhong Nuanyang, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, I just want to ask about the Buddha statue that Zhang Sheng gave to Su Feng before, is it still with you? Oh, really...... Nothing, okay, thank you Auntie. ”

Zhong Nuanyang hung up the phone and decided to go to confirm if he was crazy on a cloudy day.