Ex-boyfriends are gods

"woke up?"

The exposed skin feels a comfortable temperature, and there is a little more sunshine and warmth in the air.Feeling his gradually recovering healthy body, Al rolled his eyes and slowly opened them.

At first glance, he saw Morrie's face close at hand.

Morrie smiled, saw him open his eyes, and caught off guard and kissed him on the forehead. He seemed like an old friend reunited after a long absence, but he sighed with joy, "Good morning, Your Highness."

Al didn't have the strength to entangle with this strange address with him, he just took a comfortable breath, and then stretched lazily under the quilt.

Turning his head, Al saw that the light blue curtains were fastened carefully, the long-lost good weather dispelled the previous rainy weather, and the warm sunshine made the whole room warm and comfortable.

"Morning." Al greeted Morrie.

Morrie helped Al up with a smile, and then gave Al half a glass of warm water.

"How long have I slept?"

"Two days." Although the temperature in the room is suitable now, but Al is just recovering from a long illness, it is still not suitable for thin clothes.While answering Al, Morrie put on a piece of clothing for him, "Come on, eat something slowly, you must be hungry."

During this period of time, Al did not eat much. Under Morrie's reminder, Al's stomach started to growl.

Morrie looked seriously at Al, who was eating a little bit, "...you don't seem surprised..."

Not surprised, when I opened my eyes, I found that I had escaped from the prison.

Al was silent for a while before hesitating to speak, "I saw Norton..."

Al didn't know how to tell Morrie about the situation at that time, even now Al has no way of knowing who Norton is and what happened, and even he seems to have never known Norton.But no matter how Al expressed doubts about Norton on the outside, he still trusted Norton in his heart.

When Norton said that he had already left the basement when he woke up again, although Al didn't say anything at the time, he was determined in his heart.

Morrie lowered his eyebrows slightly, which made him reveal a strange sharpness for a moment.He didn't have a gentle appearance in the first place, but his usual lazy expression diluted his overly harsh appearance.

The next moment, the corner of Morrie's mouth curved slightly again, and he resumed his original lazy following intention, "Is that so, have you found him?"

"Forget it." Al sighed.

At least Al knew that Norton should have been paying attention to him.So he didn't need to look for Norton deliberately, and he couldn't find Norton if he didn't come out by himself.

Morrie considerately didn't ask about Norton, but talked about Hurd.

"He is now in the police department and has confessed the crime. Soon he will be transferred to San Quentin Prison, where he will stand trial."

Based on Hurd's crimes, he will almost certainly receive the death penalty.

"He..." Al didn't know what to say, "That girl..."

"That girl is the only survivor. She said that you prevented Hurd from hurting her. Thank you very much, and her parents entrusted me to send you some pounds as a thank you." Morrie handed an envelope to Al, "The other thing is that the girl's family is packing their luggage these days and plans to move out of Luoao State."

Al nodded, anyone who has received such trauma will definitely want to live in another place.

Al didn't say anything more, he just recuperated in Luoao state normally.In about a week or so, Al completely recovered. After all, he is still very young and has good physical fitness.

After recovering, Al told Morrie that he planned to go back.And the day before Al recovered and was discharged from the hospital, Hurd was taken away by San Quentin's special guards.

It's meaningless to stay here after that. This trip made Al feel a little downcast, and he lost a rare friend in college.

"What are you looking at?"

Morrie had already packed his luggage, but immediately after, he saw Al standing in the bedroom quietly looking in one direction.Following his gaze, it was a painting.

The strong sunflower seems to be telling some kind of paranoid love.

"Take it away." Al's tone was far away, a little sad.Morrie clicked his tongue and seemed a little displeased, but he still stepped forward to pick up the painting.

On the train, Al was leaning on the bed and flipping through the various strange books left behind by his father, while Morrie stared at Al's profile idly with his head tilted.

That damn painting sits next to the suitcase, kind of an eyesore.

But he would not tell Al that Hurd had been asking to see Al again before he was escorted away.He would not say that because of Al's illness, Hurd was not as careful as before, and even went to the hospital to buy various anti-inflammatory drugs, and even wanted to kidnap a doctor.

He had too many flaws, and Morrie quickly targeted him as the suspected target of who kidnapped Al.

When captured, Hurd knocked out a doctor and tried to take him away.In the process of resistance, Hurd did not dare to resist violently.He was afraid that the agents would shoot him because of his resistance. If he died accidentally, what would happen to Al?

As a result, Hurd, who was worried, quickly arrested him, but said in a panic, telling his captors to go to the basement where Al was held.

"Go quickly, bring the doctor and medicine, he has a serious fever, believe me..." Urgent and fearful, as if afraid that no one would believe him, and that Al, who was locked in the basement, would be hurt.

But now, none of that matters.People always have to pay for what they have done.

"Be quiet."

Al patted Morrie, who was secretly putting his hands on his waist, without even turning his head.

Morrie responded indifferently, but watched Al stretch his brows and eyes, obviously in a great mood.

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