Seventy-first bowl of soup (7)

Qinghuan was so outspoken, Xue Hua was not angry, and even chuckled slightly. It seemed to him that it was the first time for him to meet a woman like Qinghuan. He found it novel and interesting, so he was patient and treated her as a naughty boy. , Gave a full indulgence. "If I admit, all your questions will be answered."

"..." Even if he admits that she won't believe it, this is just a silly, why does he look like he doesn't understand... "Are you from country A?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you understand this sentence? This sentence was already popular when I was not in jail."

Hearing this, Xue Hua made an expression of sudden realization: "There are still many things in this world that I don't understand."

When showing his ignorance, Xue Hua didn't feel ashamed at all. It seemed to him that this was a normal thing. "I don't understand too many things, please give me advice in the future."

There are so many rude men in prison, Qing Huan feels Xue Hua is really fresh and refined. "Don't be it."

In fact, Xue Hua's meaning is very simple, that is, she can be domineering and unreasonable, but she must bear the title of female prisoner, and after his goal is achieved, she can easily get the evidence she wants, and then cleanly wash it. Bai, get back everything you deserve. Qing Huan took two steps outside, then looked back at Xue Hua: "Then I am actually free, am I?"

"In a way, it's true."

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

Xue Hua thought for a while and told her: "If you go to the prison door now, you might just meet him." Although he could not understand the friendship between the two people, parents in the world can easily abandon their children. , Let alone between two people who are completely unrelated by blood? Xue Hua looked gentle, but in fact he least believed in the so-called fetters. The relationship between people can be cut off. If it can't be cut off, it must be because of the wrong method.

Next, he heard the sound of closing the door. Qing Huan should have left. Xue Hua folded his hands together. It seemed that he could still feel the wonderful feeling at that moment. This 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 heard the sound and "looked" in her direction, and stretched out a hand: "Write."

"Huh?" The capable and powerful female subordinates were dumbfounded and looked very dumb, but fortunately the BOSS couldn't see it. She was very thankful in her heart, otherwise she would be ashamed of her professionalism.

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

The female subordinate was silent for two seconds: "Sir, what do you write?"

"Anything is fine."

So the female subordinate stretched out her hand tremblingly, feeling that she had defiled this gentleman. When she wrote, she was extremely careful and her movements were gentler. Because she didn't know what to write, she tentatively wrote a blessing like Donghai.

But as soon as he wrote the first word, Xue Hua withdrew his hand and motioned for her to go out. The female subordinate looked blank, leaving Xue Hua alone and slowly rubbing her palms. Why are they all writing, but the two people feel completely different to him? It's really weird... It's weird that he doesn't know what to say. Xue Hua thought, maybe it was his own illusion just now, and Qing Huan's writing in the palm of his hand was not so magical. Maybe he thought about other things at that moment, which led to the illusion.

But... Xue Hua thought to himself, he still had to try again to know if it was accidental.

He did whatever he thought of, and immediately asked him to prepare a car to find Qinghuan, only to learn that Qinghuan had taken Fang Liang with him. Fortunately, the subordinates around Qinghuan kept in touch with him at all times, so he asked for the address. , Xue Hua rushed over.

Qing Huan squatted at the door to install mushrooms at first. She had asked, and Fang Liang hadn't come out yet, but the big sun and the others really didn't feel good. About a few minutes later, Fang Liang came out. He was wearing a simple T-shirt and trousers and carrying a small bag. He looked dazed and pitiful. He was not at all like the big brother who defeated the world's invincible in the mixed zone.

At this moment Fang Liang was standing at the gate of the prison, looking up at the sky. The sun was too dazzling. He hadn't seen such a sun in 20 years. Qing Huan was speechless when she saw it, and then she stood...It is estimated that people will have heatstroke, but Fang Liangcai stared at the sun as hardly as she had never seen the sun in a few lifetimes. Qing Huan wanted him to find that his hope was lost, so Picking up a small stone on the ground and throwing it over, it happened to hit Fang Liangcai's forehead.

Fang Liang came back to his senses from the pain, gritted his teeth and looked around, who dared to attack him? !

"Hey." Qing Huan waved his hand to greet him, "What a daze, come here."

The people around the prison were inaccessible. Fang Liang just came out and didn’t know how to leave. He was also very surprised to see Qing Huan. After so many years, he had no relatives and no reason. No one had ever visited him in the prison. Later Qing Huan, even though they were two It was everyone who got what he needed, but Fang Liang found sadly that he was the only one who could barely be called a friend.

"Where did you go that day?" Fang Liang asked eagerly. Qinghuan was taken away that day and never returned. He asked the prison guard several times. The prison guard who usually did it had an ugly face but answered him obediently. Fang Liang had to be surprised. "How did it come out?"

"I said that not only will I come out, but you will also come out." Qing Huan held her chin to sell her. "Look, I originally planned to use it for five years, but now it came out in less than three years. Two years in advance, are you happy?"

Fang Liangcai glared at her angrily. For three years, Qinghuan’s temper was 50% or 60% even if he didn’t say that he knew about 100%. Once she started to think about his changes, it meant that she didn’t want to answer his questions. It's useless to ask. "Happy."

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

"Where to go?" Fang Liang followed Qinghuan, and then watched in amazement as she took herself to the front of an extended limousine, and the driver wearing white gloves respectfully opened the door for them.

Although he doesn't know the origin of Qinghuan, how could the people who were cast into the mixed zone have such wealth?

Qing Huan ignored Fang Liangcai's expression, kicked him on his ass, and then sat in front of him. Of course, Fang Liangcai's inferior clothes can't meet people, so she also asked people to prepare new clothes. Fang Liangcai also looked human.

The car hadn't stopped after two hours, and Fang Liang couldn't help asking again: "Where are you going?"

Qinghuan’s eyes in the rearview mirror were dark, and she paused for a few seconds before answering Fang Liangcai: "Go home."

"...Home?" Fang Liang heard Qing Huan mention her family for the first time in three years, "What are you doing with me when you go home?"

"By the way." Qing Huan gave him a blank look, as if the depth just now was just Fang Liangcai's illusion. "Otherwise, you can't get a taxi from the prison. Are you going to walk into the street?"

Fang Liangcai: "..." Oh, thank you, it turns out that I was passionate.

After an hour and a half, the car stopped at the door of a high-end community. There is an inch of land here, and those who can afford the land here are rich people. Because of the special preservation of the land, there are still many celebrities living here, and the supply of houses is in short supply, and money may not necessarily be available.

Qinghuan got out of the car and looked at the new and still new community that had not been seen for three years. It seemed that time hadn't passed at all, and everything was still three years ago.

But she knew it was not. Three years have passed since her time, and she is no longer who she used to be. It was no longer the "home" she was thinking of. She had never owned such a thing as "home".

If you know from the bottom of your heart that your efforts will not be rewarded and all hopes will be trampled down by others, then you should wake up early and never force your life, but if you are bullied or mistreated, you can't hold back your anger.

People have to fight for such a breath as long as they are alive.

"You can go wherever you want. If you have anything to do with me in the future, call this." Qing Huan stuffed a note into Fang Liangcai's hand, and then strode into the community.

When the security guard saw the stranger came over and stopped, Qing Huan narrowed her eyes. Even the security guard has not changed three years ago. Nothing has changed. Only she has changed. Then her selfish and ruthless "family", there is Hasn't changed yet? If it changes, is it better or worse?

"You don't know me?" Qing Huan smiled. "long time no see."

The security guard recognized her at a glance and showed a surprised expression: "Is it you?"

The disgust and contempt in his eyes were so obvious that they couldn't hide it. Qing Huan seemed to have heard the voice in his heart. It turned out that it was the woman who ran away after hitting someone with a car. How could a person as good as Miss Gu have such a sister?

Qing Huan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him any more, and kept walking in. The security guards wanted to stop her. Unfortunately, the black suits moved faster and had no obstacles along the way. Qing Huan was familiar with finding her "home" three years ago. No one was there. She looked at the fingerprint lock on the door and didn't use her hands to try it, because she knew it would not be possible to open it.

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

But she just wanted to do that thorn in the flesh, just to make them feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but there is nothing she can do.

The black suits are all supernatural, opening a fingerprint lock is really not a difficult task, Qinghuan went in easily, and the "home" was completely renewed, and even the furnishings of the decorated style furniture were greatly changed.

Qing Huan took a bottle of drink in the kitchen, unscrewed it and took a couple of sips, then turned on the TV and sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs tilted up to admire it. It was arrogant and itchy.