The scars on the young man's wrists are obvious, and the new and old injuries are superimposed, which is shocking to watch.

Su Qing's heart shrank, and she subconsciously held Nan Yaoye's arm: "Husband, if Nan Yi knows..... Don't die of distress. ”

Ning Zhi Xu is a person whose little princess wants to write it into the household registration book and wants to raise it for a lifetime. Nanyi's heart.

Nan Yaoye's eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and his eyes were deep.

A group of people on the corner of the wall are inextricably fighting, these people are not those gangsters in society, they are all felons who have committed crimes, and they will naturally not be light. Inevitably, the teenager will get hurt.

The prison guard knew that the juvenile offender had something to do with the Nan family, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he came over with a baton to evacuate them.

"Damn, you don't mess with me."

The scar man quenched his phlegm into the ground, and took a few people to scold and go back to cooking.

The boy moved his wrist, had no intention of staying in the restaurant, turned around and was about to walk towards the door, and happened to bump into the Nan family couple who saw this scene.

In this dirty and gray environment, the two of them are dazzling, delicate and perfect like gods on high. And such two people create a flawless little princess who is not stained by the world.

The dark eyes flickered slightly, and an inexplicable sense of humiliation and inferiority was born from the bottom of the young man's heart.

Ning Zhixu's first thought was.

I want to escape.

The second thought is.

I'm so dirty.

The young man's face was calm, but the waves suddenly set off in his heart, and no one knew.

"Uncle Nan, Auntie."

He said hello and didn't step forward.

Nan Yaoye moved his lips, and suddenly didn't know what to say. They met on the day he was sent to Linshi Prison. At that time, the young man's eyes were gone, and now he is even more indifferent, as if he has no hope for the future or even life.

The young man's hair that slightly blocked his eyebrows and eyes had been cut short into inches, revealing his deep and three-dimensional facial features. The appearance is still impeccable and perfect, except that it is no longer as bright as it used to be.

He stood in the shadow of the sunlight, but he was covered in a haze.

In the silence, a lot of content flashed through Nan Yaoye's mind.

Ning knows Xu's childhood, his last time in prison, and the story of his friend.

The shoulders of the young man should bear the grass and the long warbler flying and the breeze and the bright moon.

And they have borne a burden far beyond their peers.

Indeed, the world has never been fair to them.

......

Out of the cafeteria, the three of them chatted on the lawn of the prison.

Su Qing prepared a bunch of words, and when he saw the environment in which Ning Zhixu lived, he couldn't say half a word.

She is also a mother, if Ning Zhixu's mother is still alive, how distressed it would be to see him live like this. Thinking of this, Su Qing's heart hurt as if a hole had been broken.

Nan Yaoye was also uncomfortable, and after a while, he asked: "There will be no food here after a while, what will you eat later?" ”

The young man in prison uniform was very well-behaved in front of him, and he did not have the anger he had just faced those people: "I'm not hungry, and I eat the same at night." ”

Deceitful words.

The workload is not light, and the amount of meals will not be full, teenagers are just the time to grow their bodies, they don't eat at noon, and they rely on the morning and evening things, how can they not be hungry.

It's not that I'm not hungry.

I'm used to it.

Nan Yaoye glanced at the scar on his wrist: "Here, often fighting? ”

“.... OK. ”

The boy whispered, and tightly blocked the accidentally exposed wrist with the cuff.

Nan Yaoye and Su Qing noticed that he had injuries on both hands and on his neck, but not on his face.

When he was fighting just now, he also deliberately protected his face.