"I don't want to show off, I'm going to be released from prison."

The prison guard saw that he was very excited and was almost crazy.

"After you go out, you can ask clearly. You have been through half a year. Don't be impulsive when doing things. If you take the wrong steps, you will have to be stuck in it for a few more years."

Jiang Xiuzhi had someone to take a message out several times. He wanted to meet Chu Xu and listen to her in person what was going on, but he almost drove himself crazy in prison and didn't wait for Chu Xu to come.

He had to admit that Chu Xu seemed to have fooled him.

This is the second New Year that Jiang Xiuzhi had spent outside after losing his freedom.

The roommate in the same room was still discussing what extra meals tonight, "There must be dumplings, there will be Spring Festival Gala, and there will be a party later."

Jiang Xiuzhi lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling expressionlessly.

Others have become accustomed to him like this. He is a weird person in Songcheng Prison.

When the wind was released, Jiang Xiuzhi's tall figure seemed particularly prominent among the crowd. When he walked to the playground, it was cold and cold outside, and the wind blew on his face like a knife that opened its mouth.

He suddenly stopped and the person behind him caught him off guard.

The man's face immediately turned pale, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Xiuzhi was not angry and turned his head to look at him, "What do you think the people outside are doing now?"

"Today is New Year's Eve. I should have bought everything at this time to reunite with my family."

What about his Chu Xu?

Jiang Xiuzhi's face was much colder. He looked at the man in front of him not old, "What did you do to come in?"

"Steal...steal."

"What did you steal?"

"I cracked someone else's password and transferred the money away."

When Jiang Xiuzhi heard this, he was also a talented person.

He reached out and patted the man on the shoulder, and the other party was so scared that he almost squatted down.

"Renovate well, and after we have finished redeeming our sins, we can still be open and upright."

"yes."

Two drops of snowflakes fell between Jiang Xiuzhi's neck, and the coldness in his neck was clear. His thin jawbone was very clear. He looked up at the sky.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the prison guards blew a loud whistle and were organizing personnel to walk back.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at a place in the sky. Outside the high wall was Chu Xu's place of life. Jiang Xiu knew that life was passing by and was enduring, but he was afraid that the cruel woman would have forgotten him long ago.

In a large shopping mall in Xianglin District, outside at minus 5 or 6 degrees below zero, Chu Xu entered the private room of a Hunan restaurant and took off her sunglasses and hat.

Song Wen sat in the chair and was in a daze. Chu Xu walked to her and shouted.

"Hello!"

Song Wen almost jumped out of the chair, "God, I'm scared me to death, will you pay for your life if I die?"

"For the New Year, can you say something good?"

Chu Xu sat down beside her, "Have you ordered the food?"

"Yes." Song Wen took out two boxes of wedding candies from her bag and handed them to her, "My brother is married."

"Did you be so busy during this period?"

"It's okay." Song Wen's face was full of fatigue, and Chu Xu was a little reluctant to speak, "Have you given the 380,000 bride price in the end?"

"Can you not give me any? My brother's temperament, when the woman said that the dowry was not in place, he could go to the dam to commit suicide."

"I didn't tell you that I'll lend it to you."

"Sister, can you pay it back too?" Song Wen smiled bitterly, "It's okay, it's okay after giving the bride price. I can still make this little money."

Chu Xu was worried, and some words came to her mouth, and she felt uncomfortable without asking.

"Can you tell me what's wrong with that young master Xiao?"

Song Wen's face froze slightly, "It's nothing, old... old friend."

"Wenwen, stop following the old path of the past. We can't afford to offend such people."

"I know, I know it."

Song Wen reached out and hugged Chu Xu, "Are you happy to be Mrs. Xu?"

Chu Xu chuckled, "It's okay."

Song Wen was actually very afraid. She and Chu Xu knew very well what kind of person Jiang Xiuzhi was. After he was released from prison, Chu Xu was afraid that he would not have a peaceful life.

Halfway through the meal, Song Wen answered a call, and it seemed that she was in a hurry and asked her to go there now.

Song Wen hurriedly put down her chopsticks and took her coat to put it on her body. "Xihu, I have something to deal with at work, so I'm leaving."

"No, you are the New Year..."

Song Wen had already trotted out of the box, and she was owing a lot of debts, and she had to make money.

When she arrived at the hotel, she saw Xiao Zizhai standing impatiently at the door of the private room, smoking.

Song Wen walked over quickly and was about to speak when she saw the man looking at him unhappily.

"Why did you come?"

"I took a taxi here, there are fewer cars today."

Xiao Zizhai glanced at Song Wen up and down, "Is it dressed like this?"

Who should I show my sweater and jeans?

Song Wen's expression tensed, "I don't have time to go back and change my clothes."

"It's okay, I'll prepare it for you."

Xiao Zizhai went back to the box first. When he came out, he was carrying a bag in his hand. He handed the thing to Song Wen, "replenish the makeup on his face."

"good."

Song Wen took her clothes into the bathroom. It was a suspender skirt. The two straps were so thin that they might not be able to hang on their shoulders. The size was prepared according to her figure.

Song Wen barely put it on, her back was almost vacuum, and she was wearing a bra inside, so she could only release her long hair down to block it.

When Song Wen went out, she kept pulling the edge of her short skirt. Xiao Zizhai saw her thighs exposed, and she could almost see the base of her legs when she walked.

"What's the first time I have to cover up."

The two of them entered the private room one by one, and Song Wen stepped in and her cell phone rang.

She looked at the news and it was sent by her younger brother at home.

"Sister, my phone just fell into the ditch. Can you buy me a new one?"

Song Wen did not reply. When she looked up, she saw several old men sitting in front of the round table, each with fat heads and big ears, as if her stomach was about to tore her shirt.

Xiao Zizhai pushed her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Give me your help."

Song Wen had a smile that was even worse than crying. Xiao Zizhai leaned against her and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw a man touching Song Wen.

He turned a blind eye and pretended that he had seen nothing.

The seasons change year by year, and some people hide in their hearts, but they can’t change them no matter how they change them.

In the third year of Jiang Xiuzhi's imprisonment, the weather became hotter and he had given up. Unless he went to find Chu Xu, she would never have seen him.

Mrs. Jiang sat opposite him, "How long will it take to get your divorce from her?"

"I won't get divorced."

Mrs. Jiang took out a few photos, "This is her current situation."

Jiang Xiuzhi looked at him and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Chapter completed!