a cigarette afterwards

Wang Kaifu sat cross-legged on the basketball hoop, and the big cat raised its head from below and yelled, "Brother Wang, are you cultivating immortality? Just such a string, you are not afraid of falling off."

Wang Kaifu jumped down from the railing and stepped on the ashes on the ground: "I have already succeeded in cultivation, and I am waiting to use practice to test the truth."

"Ah?" Da Mao Mai Nao understood what he meant.

Wang Kaifu smiled and asked, "Are you going to spend your whole life here?"

The big cat was amazed, and asked: "Brother Wang, maybe you can find a better place than this?"

"I do." Wang Kaifu looked serious: "I'm leaving in a few days, let me tell you first, if you want to go together, I will take you out, if you don't want to, it's okay, just live here. When you figure it out, just come to me."

"Brother Wang, are you kidding me?" Big Cat's eyes were wide open, and seeing Wang Kaifu's serious appearance, he was immediately discouraged while pacing up and down while thinking.

"You should think about it first, I'm leaving." After Wang Kaifu said, he turned and left. After a few steps, someone hugged his thigh: "Brother Wang, if you want to leave, take your brother with you, really. Not enough, I am resistant to blows and falls, and can speak well, which is a must-have product for home travel, entertainment, chatting to relieve boredom, murder and arson."

Wang Kaifu looked at the thin monkey who was pretending to be crying and talking nonsense, and said: "Enough." The acting was really disgusting: "You go and prepare, we will go together in a few days."

The thin monkey stood up, salivated and said with a smile: "Brother Wang is still kind, and he has nothing to say to brothers." He quickly gave a thumbs up, looking like a dog leg.

……

one year later.

Yang Xueming stood in front of the wardrobe, wearing summer uniforms sent by his unit.

Light blue shirt, dark blue tie, black trousers.

Cleanly fastened the last button of the neckline, and then tied a Windsor knot, looking at his refreshed self in the mirror, Yang Xueming smiled faintly.

After a year of hard work, he has become an official prosecutor and is currently working in a judicial institution in City D. Today he has an important thing to do.

With light luggage, I took the train to City C.Looking at the scenery flashing by outside the window, Yang Xueming had an unconcealable joy. He thought, this matter will finally come to an end.

As for why he had to end it, he never seemed to think about it.

After half a day's journey, Yang Xueming not only arrived in city c, but also the prison in city c.It was still the irritable and impatient officer Miao who received him.

Officer Miao stared at Yang Xueming, who was dressed in such a formal attire, for a long time. He couldn't figure out why he, a prosecutor from City D, came to City C. Could it be that there was a big case and he wanted to arrest someone from them?

"I want to visit the prison and find Wang Kaifu." Yang Xueming didn't care about the weird look in Officer Miao's eyes, and directly stated his purpose.

Officer Miao's eyes twitched, he pursed his lips tightly, his face was slightly angry, and then he looked at Yang Xueming from head to toe, and found that this guy looked arrogant every time he came to the prison, which was really annoying, so let him Let's make another trip, this Ah Shao: "He's not here anymore, he was transferred to City B."

Yang Xueming was obviously stunned by this answer. It is not uncommon for prisoners to be transferred to prison, but it is very rare. Wang Kaifu has already been sentenced to life, so there is nothing better.But after thinking about it carefully, he also understood the reason, his face turned cold, and he turned around and left.

Officer Miao cursed behind his back with his mouth twisted: "When you get to City B, I won't be mad at you, hum."

Naturally, Yang Xueming didn't hear his words, and got on the bus to city b again without a second's delay.

When he arrived in City B, Yang Xueming couldn't help but sigh when he saw the streets that had undergone some changes. Before he knew it, he had left here for almost two years.But before he had time to think too much, he went to the prison in city b.

On the way here, he knew that Wang Kaifu's transfer to prison must have been inseparable from Qiu Hu's tampering.Qiu Hu has always been close to some judicial agencies, otherwise how could he transfer Wang Kaifu from city c to city b so that it would be easier for him to attack.

Entering the b city prison with a heavy expression, Yang Xueming just mentioned Wang Kaifu's name, and the prison officer who received him looked unnatural. If Yang Xueming was not wearing the prosecutor's uniform, he would have to dig out the eight generations of his ancestors.

"What are you doing with him?"

"Visit the prison." Yang Xueming frowned, secretly thinking that there was indeed something strange in it.

"He's already dead. He died not long after turning around last year." The prison guard rolled his eyes, as if he didn't want to mention this matter more, and he did the same thing as Officer Miao: "That's it. I'm busy and I have to go."

Yang Xueming quickly pulled him back, took out a large stack of documents with many red stamps from the file bag, and threw them to the prison guard: "If you need to handle the case, please be honest."

The prison guard's expression became uneasy in an instant. After staring at Yang Xueming for a while, thin sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still calmly said, "The man is really dead!" His voice trembled slightly, with a low, angry growl.

Yang Xueming looked at him coldly, and said solemnly: "Be honest, how did you die!"

"He was dishonest and fought every day, so of course he was beaten to death. You are also a prosecutor, and it's not like you don't know what's going on in the prison! Who told him to cause trouble all day long!" The prison guard impatiently unbuttoned his collar, Seeing Yang Xueming in a daze, he hurried away.

Yang Xueming asked other prison officials again, but all he got was the same answer.

……

June 1995, 6, Dragon Boat Festival.

Taking advantage of the vacation, Yang Xueming managed to persuade the teacher and his wife to come to a temple with a lot of incense in city d.Wang Kaifu committed so many evils during his lifetime, he was afraid that he would suffer torture after he went to hell.So he spent a lot of money to invite a highly respected abbot to hold a ceremony of transcendence.

Standing in the corner of the temple, Yang Xueming was inhaling the rich sandalwood, feeling a little dizzy, and the sound of the thick and solemn chanting rang in his ears continuously, making him feel like he was drifting away.He really couldn't lift his spirits, he stared blankly at everything in front of him, his hands and feet felt a little cold.

After the ceremony was over, the abbot looked at Yang Xueming with a gloomy expression, sighed Amitabha, and then asked, "Does the benefactor want to make a fortune?"

Yang Xueming glanced at him and waved his hands. It would be great if someone would tell him a fortune two years ago.Huh...but that's impossible.

After completely breaking away from the underworld, Yang Xueming's life was on the right track. He didn't need anyone to tell him that he knew that he would be prosperous and prosperous in the rest of his life.There is really nothing to count.

"The benefactor might as well make some calculations to prepare for the future. The life of the benefactor is indeed bumpy, so you need to pay more attention." The abbot had already looked closely at Yang Xueming's face, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

Listening to his tone, Yang Xueming seemed to have a lot of twists and turns in his life, but he didn't care much about it.If you know life in advance, then what's the point of living, so I politely smiled and declined the old abbot's kindness.

"Hey... the benefactor is like this, so the old monk will not talk too much. It's just that the old monk has been obsessed with Ziwei Doushu, the first of the five Chinese arts. If the benefactor still wants to, he can come to the old monk at any time." The abbot said Let it go, Shi Shi ran away, leaving Yang Xueming in the same place feeling disappointed.

When I stepped out of the temple, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, but the pilgrims in the temple hadn't dispersed yet, kowtowing in small groups and lighting incense.

Yang Xueming didn't plan to go back yet, so he found a big tree to sit and enjoy the shade.It was intended to be quiet, but the two young men next to them were talking and talking, as if they were arguing about something.

Yang Xueming didn't intend to care about it, but three words came to his ears - Daqianmen.After listening intently, I learned that the content of the quarrel between the two turned out to be about a pack of cigarettes.It turned out that one of the young men disliked that the cigarettes the other bought for him were too bad, and it turned out to be Daqianmen, so a dispute arose.

Yang Xueming looked at him for a long time, and finally threw away the cigarette and left.Yang Xueming looked at the unopened cigarettes lying on the ground, his throat choked up, his eyes were slightly astringent, and he walked up to him to pick up the cigarettes.

Even without opening the cigarette case, Yang Xueming seemed to be able to smell the familiar smell of cigarettes.He took out a lighter from his pocket, it was still the old one, it was quite old, it was quite old, with Mao Zedong's head and the radiant red sun painted on it.

Yang Xueming took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it silently. The acrid smell was all too familiar.There was a time when he was surrounded by this smell 24 hours a day.

Although he had been with Wang Kaifu for more than half a year, he hadn't learned to smoke, so he was naturally choked, let alone the big front door.Yang Xueming coughed for a long time before swallowing the cigarette, holding the tree and crying like rain, he didn't know if he was choked or what.

……

In June 1995, Wang Kaifu was still chic.

He has his own kingdom, has shoveled Qiu Hu, stepped on the sixth brother, and has the momentum of being the leader of city b and city c.

Qiu Hu and Sixth Brother's roots in the two cities are so deep that Wang Kaifu, a self-made old gangster, can't uproot them, so after he escaped from prison, he joined a big boss in City F.Therefore, in a year's time, they can gain a firm foothold in the two cities and become the dominant family.

With strength, Wang Kaifu felt that he could live a stable life, so he asked his life and death brother Daxiang to do something.

Holding the photos in his hand, Wang Kaifu was silent for a long time, one by one came and went from his hand, went and returned.He felt that what he had done over the past year was really stupid and flawed.

That night, Wang Kaifu stood on the roof of the most luxurious nightclub in city f, looked at the brightly lit city below, and lit the big front door that he hadn't opened for a long time.

The night wind whizzed by, making his loose shirt rattle, and the photos in his hand fell down one after another. There were scenes of Yang Xueming going to work in the court, scenes of Yang Xueming eating noodles in a prosecutor's uniform, and more pictures of Yang Xueming taking him with him. Scene with a woman with a gentle smile

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Da Xiang said that Yang Xueming later met his parents’ old comrade-in-arms, who was a teacher, recognized Yang Xueming as his godson, made him a prosecutor, and not only that, but also married his daughter to him.

Wang Kaifu smoked one cigarette after another and stood on the roof all night. Since then, he has never smoked another cigarette.