After that, Bai listened to Jiang languid and muttered his love story with a man. Listen, it was incredible, and then it was crying directly.

"Then you'll go and bail him out. What smoke are you sitting here?" White listening snow handkerchief wiped tears, a hand and then Jiang languid smoke to take away, threw on the ground also stepped on two feet.

The man closed his eyes heavily, and he was stubborn. Mo Zhu even defended himself, even for himself, and he didn't give him the chance to allow.

"Jiang Langou, do you really love mojo?"

"Who else is he."

Bai heard snow suddenly relieved, thinking that she tried to be so vigorous in the first love so no longer, she beat her own foreign skirt, and kept the conservative also sat on the side of the road, took the cigarette box by Jiang languid hand, clumsy lighting.

"Come on, but we know each other. I'll accompany you."

Jiang languoli shook his head at this time. "He must not like my smoking, harmful to health."

Jiangyan has been on the edge of the area for the rest of his life. Even if he has survived this period, going out must not adapt to the era of rapid change and development, and become useless old people.

Constantly thinking about these, after fear, Jiangyan finally depressed, and finally spirit of the problem. From the police station to the first mental hospital, the stupid half of his life.

Jiang Wende is extremely arrogant. He is no exception here. He is not very well seen. It is common for him to fight. Later, he was picked up soap and disabled. He was physically and mentally damaged. He was unable to bear his spirit and committed suicide.

"Jiang's meeting."

The voice of the iron door opening, in the dark, lay still, saying, "no see."

The supervisor locked the iron door again. "I don't know what to say," he said. You refused to meet Jiang Da Shao many times. I don't know what my mind thinks. You can push yourself to death

Mo Zhu originally ten years term, because of the good attitude of self surrender, reduced some time limit, later heard that Jiang languoyi did not care, and reduced some, then was good performance, then reduced some

During this period, the young master always came to see him when his family members were in prison, but he had not accepted it once. In fact, he really wanted to miss the master.

Want to look at the young master, want to listen to the voice of the young master, want the warm when the young master holds himself

However, he can no longer rely on the young master so shamelessly.

The man lying on the hard board slowly curled up and murmured, and the voice trembled: "young master Forget me. "

Jiang Langou, who was waiting for a meeting in the police station, was the second year. He had not seen Mohu in the whole year.

When the supervisor saw the man, he shook his head. Jiang languid even if had expected, the heart is still depressed.

As usual, he was still as usual, sitting in the meeting room for a long time, and he was in front of him in front of Mo Zhu and said the same thing. It was not until the time of the investigation was reminded that it was over.

When he walked out of the police station, Bai heard snow holding the child in his arms and saw his look and knew what happened.

She slightly weighed her hands, and made the baby in her arms sleep more steadily. "And I haven't seen it?"

"You are, how can you bring the children out again." Jiang languidly frowned.

White listened to snow and smiled, "he wants to see you."

"He closed his eyes clearly." Jiang languid a little deep voice.

White hearing snow some embarrassed, also won't return ginger languid.

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