kind of bend me

Shen Xu's case did not go smoothly, and finally Liu Xuan was involved.

It has been two months since we met again, Liu Xuan has become thinner, his eye sockets are sunken, his face is as pale as paper, haggard as if he was a different person.

Shen Xu's eyes stayed on her all the time, he was telling her with his eyes, keep going.

Liu Xuan no longer shed tears, her thin lips parted lightly, and a faint smile appeared.

Facing the aggressiveness of the prosecutor, she trembled with fear, her hands tightly gripping the edge of the table.

Painful memories came flooding back, and when he was on the verge of collapse, a powerful voice reached his ears.

"Liu Xuan!"

Liu Xuan raised his head slowly, Shen Xu, who was scolded by the court police, turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Looking down, Shen Xu raised his thumbs between his handcuffed hands.

Just like that year, when she made a heroic and high-profile show of love, he gave a thumbs up gratefully, and the most beautiful sunshine reflected the two young faces.

They have always been each other's salvation.

Liu Xuan took a deep breath and forced back the tears that almost came out of his eyes.

She can no longer be vulnerable, nor is she qualified to be sad.

If she can save Shen Xu, even a little bit of help, no matter how difficult and painful, she will do it.

The evidence of Shen Xu's case is conclusive, what can be done now is to minimize the sentencing.

Wan Chen mobilized all his connections, and the few elite lawyers he hired with great pains finally lived up to his expectations. He used some methods and found some evidence, and changed the murder weapon from the one he brought to Fu Quan's house.

In this way, the nature changes.

At night, Shen Xu lay on the small bed in the detention center, feeling much calmer.

Although Liu Xuan was extremely thin and weak, he managed to hold on. Judging from his performance today, it doesn't make people too worried.

As for He Lei...

He was too naive, thinking that in the detention center, at least he could make a phone call.

Only now did I know that before the verdict was pronounced, he would not be able to see anyone except the lawyer, let alone make phone calls.

I don't know how long the case will drag on. If he can't get in touch for a long time, he should be worried.

Will you call Sibao?Sibao should know about him from the TV network, will he tell He Lei?

Will you come to see him?

Seeing him now, he will be disappointed...

Shen Xu closed his eyes, unwilling to think about it.

During the later trial period, Wan Chen never appeared again.

Yan Gang came several times, and Shen Xu asked about Wan Chen.

A complicated look flashed across Yan Gang's face, "Just take care of your own business. It's better if he doesn't get involved in this case. Why, you don't think you're famous enough!"

Suspicion arose in Shen Xu's heart, and during the subsequent trial, he deliberately paid attention to the auditorium, but he did not see that person again.

Two months later, the verdict came.

On June [-]rd, Wednesday, Kang Lin saw Wan Chen for the last time at Le Xing Bar.

With neat short hair, a white shirt and neatly pressed trousers, under the blurred light of the bar, she is elegant.

Kang Lin thought, Wanchen like this probably won't be seen for a long time.

Sitting opposite him, he ordered a glass of wine.

The new singer in the bar is a young guy, playing the guitar on the stage and half-closed his eyes, singing popular love songs affectionately.

Kang Lin said, "I thought you wouldn't come today."

Wan Chen closed his eyes, as if he was listening to the song seriously, "The time to enjoy this is running out."

Kang Lin felt a little annoyed, took out a cigarette and just wanted to light it.

Wan Chen: "Is there any news?"

The cigarettes he just took out were thrown into the ashtray, and Kang Lin glanced at him, "Just these two days."

The corner of Wan Chen's mouth twitched into a smile, which seemed to be self-deprecating, but also slightly bitter.

Kang Lin is a well-known playboy in the circle. He has many friends and relationships. For life, he only has one principle--to enjoy himself in time.

But that doesn't mean he's an idiot.

He believed that Wan Chen and that Shen Xu were more than just classmates and friends.Hell's loyalty, this kind of noun that only appears in novels and movies, will never appear in the ambitious Wan Chen.

He didn't even doubt that Shen Xu's status surpassed that of Wen Xuan and Wan Chen himself.

As for the details between the two, Wan Chen didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

It's just that I can't agree with Wan Chen's crazy approach.

Kang Lin: "OK! Your life has been completely ruined by you. How do you feel at this moment? Vice President Wan?"

Wan Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the gorgeous lights reflected on that calm face, "There is a feeling of rebirth."

Kang Lin: "Rebirth?"

The young man's love song sang to the climax, and the music flew to the top with people's thoughts.

All the past flashed before my eyes like a movie, joy, happiness, struggle, pain, guilt, farewell...

Shen Xu and Wan Chen, who have been entangled for more than thirty years----

Like a broken mirror, it cannot be repaired.

And the next moment, the two people who are on the same path, whether the unpredictable future will be the beginning of their own rebirth.

The next day, Wan Chen got up early, tidied himself up and stood in front of the mirror, showing a confident smile.

After driving to the villa area in the suburbs, he got out of the car and entered the small courtyard with the breakfast he bought.

The eustoma in the yard bloomed beautifully under the careful care of his father. He bent down and put the dirt-stained gloves beside him on the pony that his father often sat on.

Walk through the courtyard full of flowers and walk into the room filled with the fragrance of millet porridge.

After changing his slippers, Wan Chen looked up at the old photos hanging on the wall from the entrance to the living room.

In the black and white photos, there are memories of the parents when they were young; Wan Chen in the hundred-day photo is sitting on a thick cushion, just cried a lot, looking at the camera with aggrieved face; the naughty child who is three years old and has been dumped Half-faced with mud; when entering school, elementary school students wearing red scarves and carrying green canvas schoolbags saluted respectfully in front of the school gate...

There was a smile on Wan Chen's face. After reading these old photos, his mother came out of the bathroom and looked at him in surprise, "Why are you here so early?"

Wan Chen raised his breakfast, "Occasionally, I will have breakfast with you too."

Li Meixiang was even more puzzled, took the breakfast, "Hold down, your dad hasn't woken up yet!" Following his gaze to those nostalgic photos, "You, look at you, you used to be an ignorant brat , now, it’s still not worrying.”

Wan Chen smiled, "I don't worry about it? When you go back to your hometown and hear people praise your son's promise, don't you always have a happy face, and tell people that Wan Chen in our family hasn't let me worry about it since he was a child. .”

Li Meixiang patted him on the arm pretending to be angry, "Just be poor! It's not like you don't know what your mother wants most now. Tell me, when you are in your thirties this year, when do you plan to get married and when will you let me marry you?" Hold your grandson with your father."

With a drooping face, Wan Chen reluctantly finished listening to his mother's theory that being unfilial means having three children is the greatest.

Marriage and children are getting farther and farther away from him.

For choosing this path, he owes two more people, the two people who love him the most in this world.

Seeing his impatience, Li Meixiang didn't bother to chatter anymore.

Putting the breakfast on the table, the millet porridge was not ready yet, so she simply sat and looked at the old photos hanging on the wall, her eyes finally rested on the photo of Lin Yan when she was young.

Those were her best days, best, friends.

"Your Aunt Lin was so beautiful when she was young. We went to and from work together, went shopping together, and had our hair done. Every time those young men came to the dormitory downstairs and called her name, I drove them away with a big broom." Said Then, she couldn't help laughing, "How wonderful it was at that time!"

Wan Chen walked up to her and put his arms around his mother, and patted her on the shoulder.

Li Meixiang turned her head to look at her son, Wan Chen had also grown up, supporting the sky of the old couple.Fortunately, she was still by her side, which was her greatest comfort.

Sighing, she turned to the kitchen, while Wan Chen stood aside and stared at the photo for a long time.

Wan Hui was also very surprised to see her son after waking up. Li Meixiang smiled and said, "My son misses us, so why don't we come and see! Don't make such a fuss, he won't want to come next time."

When eating, the atmosphere is rare and harmonious.

Wan Chen talked a lot, talking about his mother's new hairstyle and his father's newly planted platycodon flower, which made the two elders smile.

The thick millet porridge exudes a strong aroma, and Li Meixiang suddenly feels emotional.

"If Xiao Xu was here, he would definitely drink two big bowls. He used to love the millet porridge I made..."

The spoon rested on his lips, Wan Chen was silent and unable to speak.

Wan Hui sighed again and again, "What a good child, alas!"

"Eight years, this silly boy, how can he adapt to that kind of life..."

Li Meixiang felt sad again as she spoke.

Eight years, but this is the result of Wan Chen's best efforts.

It's better than the death penalty and eight years without parole, and it's worth it.

After breakfast, Wan Chen contracted to wash the dishes.

Li Meixiang looked at her son's solid and reliable back in the kitchen, full of relief.

After drying her hands, before Wan Chen left, Li Meixiang took out a bag from the room and handed it to him.

"It's nothing, just some T-shirts and shorts. I won't buy anything else, I don't dare to buy them. I'm afraid you'll be ashamed to wear them. Mom doesn't understand those famous brands with a bunch of English letters. She knows that cotton ones are the most comfortable to wear at home. .Mom has cleaned it for you, and you can just put it on when you get home."

Wan Chen bent down and hugged his mother into his arms with a smile, "Mom, thank you."

Li Meixiang patted her son on the back, "Say thank you to your mother!"

Wan Chen straightened up, Li Meixiang said that he would go to see Shen Xu with Lao Wan in two days, he had no father, no mother, no wife and no children, and no one gave anything for his shortcomings.The old couple is his last resort.

Wan Chen nodded, looking at Li Meixiang with sincerity and farewell that had almost never appeared in his eyes.

"Mom, I'm leaving, take care of yourself. I'll come to see you later..."

Li Meixiang was stunned for a second, "Oh! Okay, let's go!"

Walking out of the cozy hut, passing through the small courtyard full of lisianthus, and opening the car door, Wan Chen turned his head.

The last time, is the last time!

Look again, it belongs to his home.

For a long time to come, he couldn't come here again.

Or, in this life, he can no longer be filial.

Indebted to those who gave birth to him and raised him, he can't back down on this road.

Turning around, he got into the car, started the car, and drove away from this quiet neighborhood far away from right and wrong.