Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 143, It's shameful to escape, and it's useless
Zhang Zhiyao's expression was very calm, without any turmoil in her tone.

Yan Chao was stunned for a moment, with a bitter expression on his face, he drank the coffee in his hand, the bitter taste filled the tip of his tongue, and after a long time, he sighed: "Yeah, how could you forgive me? It's all my fault that you committed suicide, if I could find out sooner."

Zhang Zhiyao didn't say much, but just found a place to sit down on her own, and like Yan Chao, picked up the coffee bag, made a pot of coffee by herself, and a bowl of instant noodles, and just ate it.

"If you were successful at the beginning, I can also live a life like this. I live happily and happily until one day, I will marry someone else, or just stay single and become a teacher for my children." After Zhang Zhiyao gulped down the instant noodles, she said with a vague accent: "But all of this seems to be impossible to achieve."

"Ah yes."

Yan Chao was silent. The feeling of the scar being uncovered made people feel very uncomfortable, especially after being uncovered by the victim, it was even more uncomfortable, but he was speechless and unable to refute this matter.

"Are you expecting my forgiveness?" Zhang Zhiyao put down the instant noodles, looked at Yan Chao, and said with a slight smile, "I hope I can say the words [forgive you], and then you will forgive me." By yourself?"

"No." Yan Chao said his thoughts honestly.

"Isn't that right? Even if I forgive you, you will still blame yourself and degenerate yourself, so what difference does it make if I say it or not?" Zhang Zhiyao smiled slightly and opened the curtain of the rental house.

The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, so Yan Chao covered his eyes.

"The wind today is really noisy." Zhang Zhiyao said with a smile, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her face, which was not very pretty at first, looked very beautiful.

There was a lot of traffic outside the window, and the rental house was located in a downtown area. From here, you could watch all kinds of things in the world. Yan Chao walked out of the window and stood side by side with Zhang Zhiyao.

"If... if there is such a possibility." Yan Chao took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Zhiyao in front of him and said, "How can you forgive me, forgive me who killed you because of a mistake in judgment."

"Dead man, how can I forgive you?" Zhang Zhiyao said very lightly.

Yan Chao was stunned for a moment, and didn't say anything more.

Yes, the person has passed away, how to forgive him.

"Tell me, what kind of punishment did that perpetrator get?" Zhang Zhiyao said suddenly.

"Because of the bad circumstances, he was sentenced to ten years in prison." Yan Chao paused, then said silently, "Although I think this is not enough, it is stipulated by the law. Ten years in prison is already his upper limit."

He only needs to serve ten years in prison, and he will be a good man again when he comes out.

"Yeah, even if he has been punished as he should, as a victim, he has been hurt a thousand times as much as he is. Even if I don't commit suicide, I will live on despite the rumors and gossip. After half my life, under the public opinion of the society, I am just a girl who is no longer innocent." Zhang Zhiyao tied her long hair that was fluttering in the wind behind her, and an ordinary face appeared on Yan Chao's face. before.

This face became more ordinary, and Yan Chao became heavier. Originally, the ordinary woman in front of her should have an ordinary life, get married, have children, grow old with her husband, give birth to a big fat boy, and finally go to life with peace of mind. the end.

But the original ordinary life has been deprived like this.

"I'm sorry." Yan Chao said silently.

"If an apology is useful, why do you need the police? Oh, right. You are the police." Zhang Zhiyao smiled slightly, and finally said: "However, I still decided not to forgive you, what do you think?"

"It's human nature." Yan Chao sighed and said, "Even in a dream, I subconsciously feel that I am unforgivable."

At this time, Yan Chao felt that he was indeed in a dream, but the dream was so real that it was unbelievable.

Same people, same things.

Zhang Zhiyao smiled slightly, her figure disappeared, and only Yan Chao was alone in the ordinary rental house.

The scene begins to distort and transform.

Big dreams have no boundaries, what people think is a dream.

Yan Chao smiled wryly as he looked at the criminal police uniform on his body.

"The criminal police uniform, is this me back then? In fact, I'm quite handsome." Yan Chao looked at his uniform with a wry smile. This was the criminal police uniform he had chosen and had to give up in the end.

"Do you regret it? Give up this uniform." Zhang Zhiyao sat on a chair in the police station and said with a faint smile. The surrounding policemen couldn't see her, and they greeted Yan Chao one by one as they passed by.

"Is there any regret or not? I have no objection to being transferred from the post due to psychological reasons."

Yan Chao straightened his police badge, opened his ID card, and looked at himself in the ID photo, full of vigor and confidence.

Now he is still the detective, the proud detective full of confidence.

Soon, a case came, a case of murdering her husband. Through reasoning, she found out who the murderer was. This was everything Yan Chao had experienced.

Yan Chao was busy, as if trying to numb himself with desperate work, looking for the files and every clue on the files.

Time passed bit by bit, and when it was off-duty time, everyone in the police station left their posts and went to have dinner, only Yan Chao was silently studying the case in hand.

"You like this job very much." Zhang Zhiyao smiled slightly.

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not." Yan Chao took off his glasses, wiped his eyes, and said, "This is my responsibility, what I should do, and these criminals should be responsible for what they did. To be punished, my responsibility is to find these criminals."

Yan Chao's eyes were very firm.

"But you are no longer a police officer."

"I" Yan Chao was at a loss for words, yes, I am no longer a criminal police officer.

It's just a dream now
But even in his dream, Yan Chao wanted to do his part.

Just when Yan Chao was about to put down the materials in his hand, he finally stopped halfway.

Then he said with a wry smile.

"Hehe, sure enough, I still can't let go of my responsibility."

"If you can't let it go, then don't let it go."

At this time, it was not Zhang Zhiyao's voice, but a slightly gentle male voice.

A gentle fairy with eyebrows and golden pupils appeared in front of Yan Chao
Green bulls cry, surrounded by golden light, and flowers grow under their feet
(End of this chapter)