[Chenyang Doujin] The knife is deadly

After the siege, the police started a thorough investigation and handed over the drug leader Zhang Jiu to the relevant court for litigation and judgment.

"Xiao An, are you really not going?" Zhang Chen and Zhu Dui stood at the gate of the court, while Zhang Chen was on the phone with An Zhu, frowning.

An Zhu was driving to a cemetery in Jiangcheng at this time, when he heard Zhang Chen's voice in the bluetooth headset, he replied, "I won't go, I will send a message when I come out."

After finishing speaking, before waiting for Zhang Chen's reply, he hung up the phone. "Hey!" Zhang Chen only heard the silence on the phone, put down the phone, and gestured to Team Zhu.Team Zhu looked at the time and signaled Zhang Chen to follow.

After An Zhu arrived at a cemetery on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, he stopped the car, got out of the car with a bouquet of flowers and a bag from the back seat, and walked towards the cemetery.

Walking past many tombstones, when I saw the tombstone of Liu Dui, my teacher, my eyes were moist. "teacher……"

An Zhu bent down and squatted down, put the flowers in front of the teacher's tombstone, then took out the teacher's favorite wine and wine cup from the bag, filled the cup, and put it in front of the tombstone.

Wiping away the dust from the gaps between the names of the tombstones with fingers, he said, "Teacher, we succeeded. I didn't... let you down in what you entrusted to me back then."

An Zhu showed a rare fragility in front of the teacher's tombstone, just like the kid who followed Liu Dui in the police academy back then. "Teacher, I should be happy, but..."

An Zhu looked at the teacher's tombstone with complicated eyes, and the black and white photo of the teacher showed a vigorous smile. "Why am I... not as happy as I imagined..."

Wiping the tears from his cheeks, An Zhu left the teacher's siren in front of the tombstone, got up and bowed towards the tombstone.Tears also fell with the movement of bowing his head.

Then he turned around and left, and when he walked to the gate of the cemetery, a message popped up on his phone, which was from Zhang Chen, "Death sentence, execution in three days." An Zhu glanced at it and turned off the phone.

Slowly walked towards his car, if someone was around, he might be able to see An Zhu's fingers trembling slightly while holding the phone, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before.

Back in the office, Zhang Chen walked over, stopped An Zhu, and looked at her with complicated eyes: "I have something to tell you, come here."

An Zhu followed Zhang Chen to the corridor, looked at Zhang Chen: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Zhang Chen stretched out his hand and pinched An Zhu's face: "Can you smile a little, you've been so old-fashioned all day long." Seeing An Zhu's posture of beating someone, he quickly got down to business: "I think you should go and see Zhang Jiu. In three days the execution will be..."

An Zhu pursed his lips, gave a wry smile, and said, "What stand do I have..."

Zhang Chen looked at An Zhu who left after speaking, and shook his head.He added another sentence: "If I don't see you this time, there will be no chance."

An Zhu staggered, stabilized his figure, waved his hand towards Zhang Chen who was behind him, and continued to walk forward.

---------Jiangcheng Prison----------

When Zhang Jiu in shackles appeared in front of An Zhu, An Zhu turned his eyes away instead of looking at Zhang Jiu directly.There was a bit of emotion hidden in his eyes, but he also concealed it.

Looking at An Zhu's awkward look, Zhang Jiu smiled softly. "Ah Zhu, long time no see, how are your injuries?"

Hearing Zhang Jiu's voice, An Zhu lowered his head and said dully, "I'm fine. You..."

Zhang Jiu held An Zhu's hand lightly with shackled hands: "Ah Zhu, what are you hiding?" An Zhu felt the warmth of his hand and wanted to pull his hand away, but was held down by Zhang Jiu. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Jiu, Then he saw the reluctance in Zhang Jiu's eyes.

Zhang Jiu saw that the little girl had tears on her face, and gently raised her hand to wipe away the tears: "Don't cry, promise me one thing. Forget... me."

Hearing this, An Zhu shook his head, looked at Zhang Jiu, and put his hand on Zhang Jiu's face: "I...how...can, how can..."

Zhang Jiu looked at An Zhu, as if he wanted to engrave this image in his heart, looked at the little girl with red eyes, and said slowly: "You have the belief you insist on, and I also have the path I should walk."

Zhang Jiu paused, then continued: "So, don't feel guilty, hello, I'm at ease."

An Zhu held Zhang Jiu's hand back, tears streaming down his cheeks, shaking his head: "I can't... forget..."

Zhang Jiu wiped away the little girl's tears, and when she was taken away by the prison guards, she said, "I don't regret meeting you. Never..."

An Zhu looked at Zhang Jiu who was being dragged away, covered his face, weeping uncontrollably.

Back home, he went to touch the keys in his pocket, felt something touched, An Zhu took it out and saw that it was a folded letter paper.An Zhu opened it to look.

To my little girl:

Ah Zhu, I won’t be here in the future, don’t carry everything alone, you have to learn to trust the people around you.Eat less chili, eat less ice, your stomach is not good.Don't think I can't see, I will watch you from the sky.

I have seen you helpless, and I have seen you happy. You would not know that the night you took me away three years ago, like the moment I stretched out my hands, my heart was moved.

My happiest time was when we were in a small courtyard two years ago. I am not a drug dealer and you are not a policeman.

We are all just Zhang Jiu and An Zhu, and you are just my little girl.I have no regrets. The luckiest thing in my life is probably meeting you.

Even if I later learned that you were from the police, the first thing I thought of was not killing people to silence you, but how to keep you here.

Until later, I asked you that day: "Faith and love, how would you choose?"

I will always remember your answer, your firm eyes, looked at me word by word and said: "Faith."

Ah Zhu, I've thought a lot these days, I shouldn't be alive, this is the punishment I deserve.I will not be an obstacle to your faith, you don't have to cry for it, and you don't have to remember me.

You have to keep going forward, don't look back, I will protect you right behind you.

I really want, really want to be with you, but I have done too many wrong things in my life, I can't.

If so, do it all over again.

I wish I was clean to see you.

You are by my side, you have lied to me many times, let me lie to you once, let me lie to you one last time.

I don't like you at all.I will forget you, so you must forget me too.Ah Bamboo, goodbye.

After reading the letter paper, An Zhu silently folded the letter paper, put it in his pocket, wiped away his tears, and looked at the night sky, which was as bright as ever.

Half a year after Zhang Jiu was executed by shooting, An Zhu went to the cemetery, where Zhang Jiu's clothes were buried.

An Zhu walked to the tombstone and wiped the dust off the photo with his fingers.Zhang Jiu's face became more and more clear, and he had a nice smile.

An Zhu bowed, then squatted down, and looked at Zhang Jiu in the photo on the tombstone.Nose pantothenic acid, pressed down.

An Zhu leaned closer and kissed Zhang Jiu in the photo, a tear fell on the photo.

An Zhu turned around and left the cemetery.At this time, it started to rain heavily, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or rain that fell on the tombstone.The letter was folded by An Zhu and pressed under the stone of the tombstone.It was also wet by the rain, and the handwriting gradually became blurred.

Next to Zhang Jiu's name on the tombstone, there is a line of small characters crookedly engraved. If you look closely, you can see it clearly. It says "My Lover"

-------Five years later---------

On the playground of Jiangcheng Police Academy, An Zhu looked at a student in the queue who was fascinated, his eyebrows and eyes looked exactly like that person, An Zhu shook his head.

The student ran over to bring water to the instructor, and when he handed it to her, An Zhu was taken aback, took it, and said thank you with a smile.

An Zhu looked at the student who was running away, and put on his police cap, it looked a lot like him, but it wasn't...him, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhang Chen saw clearly from the side, walked over and hugged An Zhu's shoulder: "What does it look like?"

An Zhu shook his head, knocked off Zhang Chen's hand, and said, "It's nothing."

The sun shone on the grass, a little dazzling.An Zhu stretched out his hand to block it, the dots of sunlight leaking out from between his fingers.Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar face.

An Zhu stood up, except for the glare of the sun, the students who were still training in the distance were all the same as usual.

Looking at An Zhu's absent-minded appearance, Zhang Chen asked, "Do you still miss him?"

During the conversation, the two had already got up and rushed to the assembly point. An Zhu paused for a moment when he heard this, then quickened his pace, passed Zhang Chen, and when they passed by, Zhang Chen heard a soft voice: "I have long forgotten gone."

Zhang Chen shook his head, looked at An Zhu who was walking forward, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't said who it is..."

After following An Zhu, An Zhu took advantage of the situation and patted Zhang Chen's shoulder: "What about you? Did you forget?"

Zhang Chen's eyes darkened, and he smiled wryly: "You know it, I still miss her."

An Zhu pressed his hat: "Let's go."

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