Seventy-one bowl of soup (seven)

Xue Hua was not angry when Qinghuan was so blunt, and even chuckled. It seemed that for him, it was the first time he had come into contact with a woman like Qinghuan, and found it novel and interesting, so he was patient and treated her as a naughty child, giving her full indulgence. "If I admit that, can all your questions be answered?"

"..." Even if he admitted it, she wouldn't believe it. This was just a joke. Why did he look like he couldn't understand... "Are you from A?"

"yes."

"Then why don't you understand this sentence? This sentence became popular before I went to prison."

Upon hearing this, Xue Hua made a sudden enlightenment expression: "There are still many things in this world that I don't understand."

When showing his ignorance, Xue Hua was not ashamed at all, as if this was a normal thing for him. "I don't understand too many things, so please give me some advice in the future."

After seeing many rude men in prison, Qinghuan felt that Xue Hua was really fresh and refined. "I dare not take it."

In fact, Xue Hua's meaning is very simple, that is, she can be domineering and unreasonable, but she must be called a female prisoner. After his goal is achieved, she can easily get the evidence she wants, then cleanly clean it up, and get everything she deserves. Qinghuan took two steps out and looked back at Xue Hua: "Then I am actually free, right?"

“In a way, that’s true.”

Qing Huan stared at Xue Hua for a few seconds: "Has Fang Liangcai been released?"

Xue Hua thought for a while and told her: "If you go to the prison gate now, you might just happen to meet him." Although he couldn't understand what kind of friendship these two people can have, parents in the world can easily abandon their children, let alone between two people who are completely unrelated? Xue Hua looked very gentle, but in fact he didn't believe in the so-called bond. The relationship between people can be cut off. If it cannot be cut off, it must be because the method used is wrong.

Next he heard the sound of closing the door. It must be Qinghuan left. Xue Hua then folded his hands together, and seemed to still feel the wonderful feeling for that moment. It was very novel, but it was not difficult to accept. Thinking of this, he rang the bell, and the female subordinate who had just left walked in. Xue Hua "looked" in her direction when he heard the sound and stretched out a hand: "Write."

"Ah?" The capable and powerful female subordinate was dumbfounded and looked very stunned. Fortunately, the boss couldn't see it. She was deeply grateful in her heart, otherwise she would be ashamed of her professionalism.

Xue Hua repeated again: "Write in the palm of my hand."

The female subordinate was silent for two seconds: "Sir, what are you writing?"

“Anything is OK.”

So the female subordinate stretched out her hand tremblingly, feeling that she had defiled the gentleman. She was extremely careful when writing and her movements were even gentle. Because she didn't know what to write, she tentatively wrote a sentence like a blessing in the East China Sea.

But after writing the first word, Xue Hua took his hand back and signaled her to go out. The female subordinate looked confused, and Xue Hua was left with her palms slowly rubbing her palms. Why are they writing? The two of them gave him a different feeling? It was so strange... it made him not know what to say. Xue Hua thought, maybe it was his own illusion just now, and Qinghuan's writing on his palms was not very magical. Maybe he thought about something else at that moment, so he had an illusion.

But... Xue Hua thought to himself that he had to try again to find out if it was accidental.

He did whatever he thought of and immediately asked someone to prepare a car to find Qinghuan. As a result, he learned that Qinghuan had already taken Fang Liangcai away. Fortunately, his subordinates who were following Qinghuan were in contact with him at any time. Therefore, after asking about the address, Xue Hua rushed over.

Qinghuan was squatting at the door to put mushrooms. She asked, "Fang Liangcai had not come out yet, but the big sun was not feeling well." About a few minutes later, Fang Liangcai came out. He was wearing a simple T-shirt and trousers and carrying a small bag. He looked confused and pitiful, not at all like the big brother who defeated the world in the mixed zone.

At this moment, Fang Liangcai was standing at the door of the prison, looking up at the sky. The sun was so dazzling. He hadn't seen such a sun in twenty years. Qinghuan was shocked when he stood there... He probably had heatstroke, but Fang Liangcai stared at him like he hadn't seen the sun in his lifetime. Qinghuan wanted him to find that his hope was ruined, so he picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it over, which hit Fang Liangcai's forehead.

Fang Liangcai was in pain and came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and looked around. Who dared to attack him?!

"Hey." Qinghuan waved his hand to him and said hello, "What are you stupid? Come here."

The prison was rarely visited, and Fang Liangcai had left after he came out. He was also surprised to see Qinghuan. After so many years, he had no relatives or reasons, and no one had visited him in the prison. Later, Qinghuan, although they were each on their own, Fang Liangcai was sad to find that he had only one person who could barely be called a friend.

"Where did you go that day?" Fang Liangcai asked anxiously. Qing Huan was taken away that day and never came back. He asked the prison guards several times. Although the prison guards who had been doing it for a long time had a very ugly face, they answered him obediently, which made Fang Liangcai surprised. "How did you come out?"

"I said that not only I want to come out, but you will come out too." Qing Huan held his chin and kept it in a silence. "Look, I originally planned to use it for five years, but now it will come out in less than three years, two years in advance. Are you happy?"

Fang Liangcai glared at her angrily. After three years, Qinghuan's temper was not mentioned and he knew about 50% or 60% of them. Once she started to talk about his shifting topic, it means she didn't want to answer his questions. No matter how much he asked, it would be useless. "Happy."

"Since you're happy, go to a place with me."

"Where are you going?" Fang Liangcai followed Qing Huan, then watched in amazement as she took herself to the front of an extended luxury car, and the driver wearing white gloves respectfully opened the car door for them.

Although he didn't know the origin of Qinghuan, how could the person who was cast into the mixed zone have such a wealth?

Qinghuan ignored Fang Liangcai's expression, kicked him on the butt, and then sat in front. Of course, the inferior clothes that Fang Liangcai wore could not be seen, so she asked people to prepare new clothes, and Fang Liangcai also looked like a human being.

The car had not stopped for two hours, but Fang Liangcai couldn't help asking again: "Where are you going?"

Qinghuan's eyes in the rearview mirror were pitch black. She paused for a few seconds before answering Fang Liangcai: "Go home."

"...home?" Fang Liangcai heard Qinghuan mention her family for the first time in three years, "Why are you going home and taking me with you?"

"By the way." Qinghuan gave him a blank look, as if the depth just now was just Fang Liangcai's illusion. "Otherwise, there would be no taxi in the prison, are you going to walk to the street?"

Fang Liangcai: "..." Oh, thank you, I was so self-indulgent.

An hour and a half later, the car parked at the entrance of a high-end community. Every inch of land is valuable and the wealthy families can afford the land here. Because of the excellent preservation, there are many celebrities living here. The houses are in short supply and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

Qinghuan got out of the car and looked at the community that was still brand new after three years. It seemed that time had not passed at all, and everything was still stuck three years ago.

But she knew it was not. Three years had passed in her time, and she was no longer the same as herself. This was no longer the "home" she had been thinking about. She had never owned such a thing as "home".

If you know that your efforts will not be rewarded and all hope will be trampled into mud, then you should wake up early and not force it in your destiny. But if you are bullied and treated wrongly, you cannot swallow your anger.

People must fight for this breath when they are alive.

"You can go wherever you want. If you have any questions in the future, call me." Qinghuan stuffed a note and put it into Fang Liangcai's hand, then stepped into the community.

When the security guard saw a stranger coming to stop him, Qinghuan narrowed his eyes. Even the security guard had not changed three years ago. Nothing had changed. Only she had changed. So have her selfish, cold and ruthless "family" changed? If it changed, will it become better or worse?

"Don't you know me?" Qinghuan smiled. "Long time no see."

The security guard recognized her at a glance and showed a surprised expression: "It's you?"

The disgust and contempt in his eyes were so obvious that they could not be hidden. Qinghuan seemed to hear the voice in his heart. It turned out to be the woman who drove to death and ran away. How could a person as good as Miss Gu have such a sister?

Qinghuan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore and continued to walk in. The security guard wanted to stop her. Unfortunately, the black suits moved faster and there was no obstacle along the way. Qinghuan found her "home" three years ago with no one there. She looked at the fingerprint lock on the door and tried it with her own hands because she knew she would definitely not be able to open it.

For the "family", without her, it is like there is no garbage and dregs in life. The rotten sores in the body have been removed, and the excess is finally gone. Why don't you quickly erase all traces of her existence?

But she insisted on being the thorn in her eyes, just to make them feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but she was powerless.

All the black suits are powerful, and opening a fingerprint lock is not a difficult task. Qinghuan went in easily, and her "home" was completely renewed, and even the decoration of the decoration style furniture has changed a lot.
Chapter completed!