193 Too late
Meng Lin, who was interrogating behind the one-way mirror, also received news from his boss. He calmly glanced at the intercom hanging on the corner of the wall, and gained a new understanding of Teacher Shi.

It was the first time for him to see his boss so obedient to a person, so nice that it made people feel strange.

Even... fear.

He stared straight at the man sitting on the questioning chair with cold eyes: "What did the old man tell you before he died?"

Li Pingzhong's tone of excitedly complaining about his lover was stagnant for a moment, and then he stammered: "I, I don't know, I was too flustered at that time, and I didn't hear anything."

"Did you really forget?" He spoke slowly, tapping the notebook with the pen in his hand, with a warning on his face.

"I advise you to remember it. After all, if you don't remember it, you will stay here for seven days."

He glanced at Li Pingzhong's calf covered with blisters, "Do you think you can afford to wait?"

—he couldn't afford to wait.

The death knell rang again, and Li Pingzhong heard his soul howling again; the voice from nowhere invaded his mind, knocking on the sea of ​​his memory like crazy.

Make him feel like a drowning man.

He clutched his head in pain and tried hard to recall, and kept repeating in his mind the image of the old man leaning against the wall, smiling at him even though he was weak.

He saw the old man's lips fluttering, his mouth opening and closing, and his eyes... there was a look of kindness.

--love?
Why is it compassion? !

Shouldn't it be mocking?He should laugh at him for being a promiscuous disgusting person!Why loving kindness?

The beating heart in his chest fell heavily, he took a deep breath in pain, tried his best to tear away the fog in his memory, and returned to the scene of the crime once again.

The painful beating sound in his memory was still there, he clenched his lower lip to endure the pain, and finally saw clearly what the old man said to him in the haze.

"It's okay, it will be fine."

Zheng——

The tight string broke suddenly, and his lower lip was bitten by him to bleed, and he saw his world shattered into darkness.

He slammed his head on the table in front of him weakly, with tears streaming down his face, and he kept whimpering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

he really damn...

— but it was too late.

Xiaoxia behind the one-way mirror couldn't hold back anymore, covered her mouth with a 'wow' and rushed out, crying softly outside the corridor.

Hua Wei clenched the hand that was on the notebook, and frost filled his eyes.

She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and said again: "Hand it over to the Supreme Court for a sentence. What is the worst sentence?"

Tao Cunxu beside him drooped his eyes and pondered for a moment before speaking slowly: "Death penalty."

Hearing this, Hua Wei turned off the notebook's audio, stood up slowly, and looked at Tao Cunxu lightly before leaving the door: "Waiting for your news."

It wasn't until Hua Wei left for a while that Tao Cunxu, who had half-closed his eyes, slowly raised his head, and replied softly, "...um."
-
The night is full of stars, and the moon is like water.

Hua Wei stood on the balcony and looked out, the cool night wind blew the hanging wicker like a veil.

She fumbled in her pocket and took out two chocolates.

A mellow but slightly bitter taste filled her mouth. Looking at the endless night, she asked the first question to her heart.

——What is pain?
Not enough to eat, not to be clothed, to suffer from hunger and cold, is it not considered suffering.

——What is happiness?
Seeing hope, having someone or something you want to accompany, and still having hope for tomorrow's sun, is it considered happiness.

(End of this chapter)

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