"Not long after the beginning of the spring, I didn't expect Lin Jueshui to come back again. That day, Song Yuhang and I worked together inside and outside to destroy a drug-trafficking den..."

Lin Youyuan clearly remembered what happened that day.

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After he was caught in the bureau, Song Yiwu found his immediate boss at the time and handed him a cigarette.

"Team Li, you see, Xiaolin has been an informant for so long, and it's quite dangerous. He followed the brothers from birth to death, so it's better to absorb them. It just so happens that we are also short of manpower."

The higher-level leader glanced at the inferior cigarette but didn't pick it up, then pushed it back, not smiling.

"It's not that I don't want to absorb it. You also know that he has a special status and a bad family background. I also advise you to be an informant and don't get too close to him."

Zhao Junfeng was listening, squeezing the file in his hand, and said abruptly.

"How long has this happened, let's talk about his father..."

Before he finished his words, someone called his head with the folder, and the metal clip on it hit his forehead, turning red.

"How can your superiors intervene in talking? Don't forget who brought you in specially, and don't go to work!"

Zhao Junfeng picked up the papers that fell on the ground one by one, and took them away with red eyes.

Lin Youyuan waited at the door of the Public Security Bureau for a long time, and finally saw them coming out and threw the cigarette: "How?"

Song Yiwu was silent for a while, and patted him on the shoulder: "I will think of a way to see if I can try to let you see your father and your brother."

Lin Youyuan knew that he was mostly out of the police force, so the boy wiped his face and turned around to calm his mind.

"Dayuan..." Song Yiwu called out his name.

Lin Youyuan waved his hand to indicate that he was okay, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the mark on Zhao Junfeng's face.

"How did you do it?"

Zhao Junfeng stepped back two steps, touched it, and stumbled: "No, nothing..."

It's not a day or two for their boss to bully the policemen at the bottom.

Lin Youyuan was furious, and rushed in: "Fuck me!"

Zhao Junfeng stopped him and hugged him: "Brother Xiaolin, don't go, don't go, he won't wait to see me, it's none of your business!"

Song Yiwu also came over to talk to him: "Okay, this time it won’t work, and the next time, I’ll definitely find a way to help you, it’s useless for you to make trouble here, let’s go, let’s go, I just paid my salary today, called Shang Yueyue , Let's go out!"

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"Before the meal was finished, Lin Jueshui returned with my father's body. Because he was still a sinner, the funeral was not carried out, and he was buried in a mass grave with my mother. …"

At that time, Lin Youyuan watched him dig up a shovel and threw it on the coffin, with red eyes, viciously rushed to him and punched him.

"What are you doing back here?! Didn't you say... Didn't you say that you would take my mom and me to Shanghai for no more than three months? Didn't you say that you would take good care of your dad in there? Ah?!"

Lin Jueshui wore a pure black Chinese tunic suit, his hair was cut short, and he looked thinner than before, and he was beaten to the side of the head.

Su Yue held him back: "Dayuan, if you have something to say, don't beat people..."

Lin Jueshui glanced back at the girl, and the dark pupils became more and more thrilling under the temper of the rain.

Different from Lin Youyuan's bohemian personality, Lin Jueshui's lips were pale, and his hair was drenched by rain. His whole body was gentle and fragile, which could easily arouse people's desire for protection.

Su Yue was taken aback by the lifelessness in his eyes.

Lin Jueshui returned to his senses and smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, thank you, you...your name..."

"My name is Su Yue."

Lin Youyuan, who was immersed in grief at the time, did not actually realize that he had pestered Su Yue for a long time, and Su Yue had not taken the initiative to tell her name, and she and Lin Jueshui only met for the first time.

Song Yiwu also stepped forward to pull him: "Dayuan, the top priority, let's let uncle go into the soil for safety first."

Zhao Junfeng had already picked up the fallen shovel and started to work, stuffing his head with soil in the hole.

As the rain got worse, Lin Youyuan knelt in the mud and called out Dad for the last time.

The voice was so heartbreaking that even Su Yue couldn't help turning back and wiping tears.

That night, Lin Jueshui took him back to his new residence.

Lin Youyuan hugged his tattered quilt.

Lin Jueshui made the bed for him and dusted it with a feather duster: "I've seen the basement where you live. It's raining and leaking everywhere. You can't live here. You will be here for one night. We will leave for Shanghai tomorrow morning. "

Lin Youyuan looked around at the carved doors and windows: "This is your house?"

Lin Jueshui's hands in packing things startled, and he didn't look back: "A classmate's, by staying for a few days. Don't just stand there. There are food for you on the table and some new clothes. Try to see if it fits. fit…"

Lin Youyuan looked at him quietly: "Brother, I am not a kid anymore."

Lin Jueshui still didn't look back, laying a pillow for him: "Of course I know that. If it doesn't fit, let's change it."

Lin Youyuan threw the quilt away and grabbed his collar: "You know what I'm talking about, don't pretend to be garlic with me, where have you been these days?! How did dad die?! I will also go after you are in prison. I begged your classmates, they are like a snake and scorpion, who is so kind to borrow your house to live in? Ah?!"

Lin Jueshui lowered his head and let him lose his temper without answering.

Lin Youyuan shoved the person away, grabbed the baggage he put on the table, and threw it on the ground. The things were scattered all over the floor, and several cakes were rolled out of the greased paper bag.

"And these things, you just got out of jail, where did you get the money? Say it! You tell me clearly!"

Lin Youyuan knew his temper, and if he didn't want to speak, it would be useless to beat people to death.

After a long confrontation, he picked up his dirty quilt and turned and slammed the door away: "I don't want anything that is dirty."

After he left, Lin Jueshui slowly squatted down, picked up the rolled pastry from the ground, gently put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

After a long while, he shook his head and smiled.

"Oh, he really grew up, but his temper has not changed at all."

The next day, a group of four people met by the river.

Song Yiwu handed him a jar of inferior liquor: "So, you are going to Shanghai?"

Lin Youyuan took a sip, choked to speak, and when he turned his head, several people all looked at him.

He couldn't bear the look, and waved his hands again and again, "Hey, hey, what are you doing? I can't stand my bad temper a long time ago? Besides, what can I do when I go to Shanghai, there is nothing in Shanghai..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, he glanced at Su Yue and then retracted his gaze, took a sip of soju, and handed the bottle to Zhao Junfeng.

Few of them are poor, and even a few cents of inferior liquor cannot afford a jar.

Zhao Junfeng relied on his young age and drank the most, but this time he waved his hand: "No, there is a wound on his body, stop drinking, give it to Brother Yiwu."

Lin Youyuan narrowed his eyes: "Your **** boss hit you again?"

Song Yiwu took it and gave it back to him.

"Relying on the relatives in his city, he will bully the newcomer."

Zhao Junfeng blushed aggrievedly, but wiped his face, and tried to raise a smile: "Forget it, after all, he promoted me, and it will be fine if I endure it until I get better."

In many cases, the rules of life we ​​believe in are nothing more than "Forget it" and "Forbearance", thinking of taking a step back, but destiny never gives you a chance to retreat.

Soon after that, Lin Jueshui found him again.

"Really don't go to Shanghai with me?"

Lin Youyuan was busy unloading the drinks from the truck with a white towel hanging around his neck: "No."

"Then you stay here, do you want to do odd jobs for a lifetime?"

Lin Youyuan laughed angrily by him, and put the box in his hand heavily into the compartment: "My parents are not cold, are you leaving them in such a hurry?"

Lin Jueshui licked his lips and defended: "Of course I am not. Jiangcheng is our home, and I will come back sooner or later."

Lin Youyuan turned around and continued unloading, gritting his teeth: "You finally said something human, not sooner or later, all the time. Dad died unclearly, and my mother was in a hurry. I have to stay and seek justice for them. "

Lin Jueshui followed him, and his lips were almost dry.

"You can stay here. I don't want you to go with me. The question is how long will it take for you to live without a meal like this. I found you a job in the commune..."

Lin Youyuan carried the cargo box and smashed him away: "I'm happy, if you take a day off from work, is there anything more relaxing than this?"

Lin Jueshui stood aside and watched him busy: "Is it for your friends?"

Lin Youyuan had a meal, put the cargo box in the carriage, wiped his sweat with a towel, and finally called him the first brother.

"Just leave me alone. I'm not the scumbag who used to follow your **** all day long to eat candy. If you want to go to Shanghai, I will stay in Jiangcheng."

In the end, Lin Jueshui also failed to return to Shanghai. He couldn't go back. Because of his father's affairs, the college made a decision to deal with him and expelled him from school.

At that time, Lin Youyuan always apologized to him because of this incident. It was not until a long time later that he realized that Lin Jueshui chose to stay not because he couldn't continue his studies, nor was it to accompany his only brother, but because there was something else unspeakable.

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Soon after Lin Jue was in prison, his rich classmate found him.

"One recipe, one life, value, what do you think? Research can be done again, if people are gone, they are really gone."

Of course, Lin Jueshui, who majored in chemical engineering, knew what he was talking about. It was his painstaking effort and his graduation project. If he can successfully develop medicines, he can save lives and win the seventh-level Buddha statue, and vice versa.

He gritted his teeth: "You dream."

The classmate patted him on the shoulder through the fence, turned and left: "It doesn't matter, I have time to wait for you to think about it, but I don't know, your elderly father, mother and younger brother who are on the street, wait."

The gentleman who had always been blushing madly rushed forward, stretched his arms through the fence and roared.

The guards who rushed smashed the man back with a rifle butt.

As he said, his elderly parents really did not wait until the day he returned.

Lin Jueshui was too late when he rushed out of the cell.

"The prisoner was accidentally hit on the head by a rock falling from the mountain during the reform, and the rescue failed."

The doctor's mouth flicked.

An old man with white temples and his sixtieth birthday would even arrange the heavy work of mining and quarrying in the mountains in the winter. This is not labor reform, this is murder.

Lin Jueshui hugged him so thin and out of shape, and his cold body was crying loudly.

"You go out." His classmate ordered.

"Yes." The doctor bowed respectfully, turned and closed the door.

The man handed over a bunch of keys: "The house is at No. 3 Dongdamen Street. The money has been given to the driver. He will pass it to you in a moment. Go back and see your brother."

Lin Jueshui turned his head suddenly and gritted his teeth.

"You... what do you want that recipe for?"

"Just leave it alone. Anyway, it's the business of making a fortune. By the way, I will send someone to'protect' you. If there are any special circumstances during the preparation process, I have to ask you for advice."

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"Of course, I didn't know at the time. He had already reached a deal with a drug dealer. As my only relative in this world, he could choose to stay in Jiangcheng. I am naturally very happy."

After a brief period of sadness and indignation, Lin Jueshui's appearance even made him feel at home.

The two brothers also drank and punched as before, and they were so close that they could sleep on the same bed.

Su Yue thought that the two former pampered young masters would not be able to cook, so he often came to give them some food. Later, slowly, the meeting place with Song Yiwu and others also became the house of the east gate.

The deceased has passed away, and the living still have to live.

Lin Jueshui was learning to cook, and Su Yue worked as a master in the kitchen and took the lead, watching him cut peppers in a decent way.

"Unexpectedly, you learned quite fast."

Lin Jueshui put the chopped peppers into the bowl: "After learning that you can save a few trips, you can also have a bite of hot food when you come back from work in the evening."

Su Yue smiled: "You are kind to him."

Lin Jueshui smiled bitterly, picked up the thin-mouthed oil pot and poured oil into the pot.

"Is it put so much? No way, who told him to be my younger brother? If my parents are not there, I should take it even more..."

Su Yue added firewood from the front of the stove and stood up: "Hey, wait—"

Before she finished her words, white smoke burst out of the water-stained pot.

Lin Jueshui shrank back a bit, the back of his hand was flushed: "Hiss..."

"Oh!" Su Yue secretly said that it was not good, and she rushed forward and grabbed his hand, then scooped up cold water with a water scoop.

Although Lin Jueshui was older than him, he never played nightclubs. This was the first time he was caught by a girl.

Su Yue didn't think about it so much, and was accustomed to it. It wasn't until the eyes were facing each other and the blushes appeared on each other's faces that she let go of her hands like lightning.

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

Lin Jueshui smiled, the place she just touched was still hot.

"It's okay, go ahead."

While they were cooking in the kitchen, Song Yiwu looked around the house and knocked on the beams.

"Oh, not bad, this house will cost a lot of money to sell, right? What does your brother do?"

Lin Jueshui slapped the sealing mud of the wine jar aside and poured a bowl for him.

"Hey, he studied chemical engineering at university. He said that a certain company in Jiangcheng City hired him to be a technician regardless of previous suspicion. The house is not his, and he borrowed it from his classmates."

Song Yiwu circled around and sat down at the table again.

"Alright, you two brothers live together and take care of each other."

Lin Youyuan raised the porcelain bowl and touched him: "Where is Xiao Zhao, why didn't he come today?"

When the spirits entered his throat, Song Yiwu pressed his lips: "Received a report from the masses, there was a suspicious person entering and exiting a house in the area, and the pungent smell was often emitted. It was suspected that someone was making drugs. Xiao Zhao and other comrades squatted together. went."

Lin Youyuan twisted his eyebrows. Before he could speak, Su Yue and Lin Jueshui brought the vegetables up.

Song Yiwu put down the wine bowl and prepared to leave.

Su Yue: "Brother Yiwu, eat something before leaving."

Song Yiwu laughed: "No, there are still tasks. I have to rush over to take Xiao Zhao's class."

Lin Jueshui also said: "That is, no matter how busy you are at work, you always have to eat. I'm not here this time thanks to you taking care of Da Yuan and trying my craft."

Instead, Lin Youyuan took his shoulders and walked out: "Come on, brother, you eat first, and I will send it to Brother Yiwu."

The southwest is rainy in summer.

When the two walked out the door, the sky began to rain again.

Lin Youyuan took an umbrella from the shadow of the concierge to him.

Song Yiwu stood behind the rain screen and looked at him. The man's eyebrows became more angular as the rain washed away.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "I said you have a place where you live now, and you are missing a decent job, or you should go back to take a college entrance examination. Hurry up, don't want a good girl like Yueyue..."

Lin Youyuan tweeted at him: "Come on, you said, how come you, a man who is about eight meters and eighty meters away, is more verbose than a matchmaker. Get out of here."

Song Yiwu waved his hand and left. Fortunately that he went in time that night, Zhao Junfeng and the two other comrades who were staying on the spot leaked their whereabouts, and were retaliated by lawbreakers and seriously injured.

Lin Youyuan saw Zhao Junfeng again in the hospital.

Su Yue gave him a needle. Seeing him coming, Zhao Junfeng lifted up with difficulty: "Little...Little Lin brother."

Lin Youyuan pressed him: "Fuck, don't move, who beat you so hard, I..."

Song Yiwu pulled the person up: "Go outside and say, let Xiaofeng have a good rest."

The two walked into the secluded corridor.

Song Yiwu lit a cigarette and frowned.

"Only I and the main leaders of the team know about him going to stay."

Lin Youyuan's eyes reddened, his fists creaked: "Who the **** is so wicked?"

Song Yiwu shook his head: "This is not a wicked thing. This is a major event. Xiaofeng desperately brought back a pack of white flour from the scene. The purity is very high. I must personally catch these people and send them in."

Lin Youyuan gritted his teeth when thinking of Zhao Junfeng's immobility in bed, "I'm going to check the news these days."

Song Yiwu patted him on the shoulder: "Thanks for your hard work, when this matter is over, I must apply to my superiors to officially let you..."

Lin Youyuan smiled, shaking off his hand on his shoulder.

"Come on, I don't care about that, I just want to avenge my good brother, he can't be so badly injured."

After everyone left, Su Yue pierced him and was about to leave, gently squeezing his hand into the bed.

"You don't want us to tell your parents for such a serious injury. I will cook some chicken soup for you to replenish nutrition at night."

Su Yue is a very good person, really good, warm-hearted, cheerful and lively, Zhao Junfeng called Yueyue, and actually always regarded people as his sister.

His eyes were hot, and he nodded lightly.

Su Yue covered him with the quilt and went out.

Zhao Junfeng was suffering from insomnia. He kept looking up at the ceiling, and those words echoed in his ears repeatedly.

The opponent kicked him **** the ribs.

"Don't even look at what kind of stuff you are, and dare to come and check us? Yo, dare to stare at Lao Tzu and call me!"

The opponent was crowded and powerful, after a round of punches and kicks.

The leading man stomped on his finger bones, and smashed his toes on the ground.

"Do you know why no one else is here and ask you to come? Because you are just a rubbish, cannon fodder blocking the bullet holes."

"Are you wondering why the top secret operation leaked? Guess who told us? Is it your good brother or your good brother?"

The sharp blade slapped him in the face.

"Boy, whoever cuts my money, I'll kill the whole family. You'd better be aware of it, be a smart person, and don't look at me like that. Be angry, uneasy, hate, you only have more Only by being strong can you kill everyone who obstructs you."

"Teach you a lesson today..." The man slashed his face with a knife and retracted his foot.

"Don't run forward when you hear someone's order, think about whether it's helping you or hurting you, and next time it falls into my hands, it won't be that easy."

-Only if you are stronger can you kill all those who obstruct you.

Zhao Junfeng chewed these words and glanced across the room. On the back of his hand was the infusion tube that Su Yuegang had pierced. On the bedside table next to him, there were things bought by Lin Youyuan and Song Yiwu.

The shochu was so expensive that they had only dared to look at it in the store before.

The boy bent his lips and smiled, he knew it was not them.

He didn't know the true identity of the gangster, or who had leaked the news, but he was right in saying that if he wants to protect the person he loves, he must be stronger than his enemies.

Brother Xiaolin couldn't get fair treatment even if he was exhausted because of his father's work.

Brother Yiwu has been in the police force for so many years. He started as a patrol officer and is still a team leader. His name is not on the list of promotion every year.

Far away from his hometown looking forward to his prosperous parents and relatives.

An ordinary person who is kind and enthusiastic like Sister Yueyue.

None of them should be like this.

…

The boy's throat rolled, and his hand wrapped in gauze crumpled the bed sheet, oozing blood stains.

Who would have thought that after decades, Zhao Junfeng, who was criticized as "blood-sucking worm", "corrupt official", and "scum among public officials" by the media all over the network decades later, was full of evil spirits. At this moment, his first thought was just to protect himself friend.

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"Lin Jueshui always goes to and from Shanghai several times a month. He said it was necessary for normal work. I never doubted it. I didn’t know until later that he was forced to marry his classmate’s sister. The man’s family is a wealthy businessman and his father does import and export. Some people in the foreign trade business have unclear connections with overseas criminal gangs."

"They have taken a fancy to his clever mind and skills, and the best way to get someone into a gang is not to coerce and lure him, but to make him a real family member."

"They used freedom, and used the safety of my father, mother, and me, in exchange for the shackles that Lin Jueshui could not get rid of for the rest of his life."

When Lin Youyuan said this, his brows twitched slightly, as if gritted his teeth, a trace of hatred burst into his eyes.

"I am still sorry for the development of the matter. If it was me who had entered, he might not have faced such a difficult decision, but he shouldn't have it, he fell in love with Su Yue..."

Some people say that there will always be strange connections between brothers and sisters. The tacit understanding between him and Lin Jueshui is not only reflected in daily life, but even with the people he likes.

But also, who doesn't like a girl like Su Yue?

Quiet like water, moving like a rabbit, but also considerate, gentle and amiable. The most wonderful thing is that she and Lin Jueshui still have a trace of intellectual sympathy in it.

After all, they are children from a teacher's family. Although the Su family is poor, they will never be poor in education.

Su Yue has been reading poems and books since she was a child, and she remembers well, she and Lin Youyuan said, "Go to two or three miles, four or five in Yancun", and probably he would only reply to her "five chiefs, six six six, seven seven." A coincidence, the Eight Immortals..."

And Lin Jueshui is different.

He has the temperament of the scholar she aspires to, and he can talk about it, or it can be a small bridge and flowing water.

At that time, Su Yue looked at his elegant and modest face, and she had an illusion of soul-community. This feeling shocked her.

When she turned and ran out, she happened to collide with Lin Youyuan, and the man hurriedly hid the torn floral cloth behind him.

"Hey, why are you running so fast, rushing to reincarnate?"

Su Yue stomped angrily, her face a little red.

"Shut your mouth if you can't speak, and I will make you some braised pork in the afternoon, and I will treat it as a donkey liver and lungs!"

After all, he ran out of sight again.

Lin Youyuan looked at her leaving back and scratched his head and smiled: "Dead girl, I haven't been so diligent before."

Lin Jueshui heard the movement coming out of the room, looked at the broken flower cloth in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"For Su Yue? Are you..."

Lin Youyuan opened his mouth into an exaggerated O-shape: "Me? Her? Don't be kidding me, no one will like her if I like her, fierce dominatrix."

"Is it fierce?" Lin Jueshui recalled her frowning smile and every move: "Very gentle, a girl."

Lin Youyuan threw the cloth into his arms: "This is just a thank you gift for taking care of me when I was injured. If she comes next time and I am not at home, you can help me give it to her. I don't want to owe someone else. Favor."

Love comes quickly, and it is always inexplicable. Even though Lin Jueshui repeatedly warned him to stay away from Su Yue, he still inevitably fell in love, especially after hearing his brother like this. After the answer.

He felt relieved, thinking about helping the Shanghai gang to finish the last batch of goods, so he stopped divorcing the woman, and then came back to pursue Su Yue in a fair manner, and by the way, he also helped his brother find a good marriage.

At that time, Lin Jueshui hadn't lost the last glorious vision of this world. He firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, he would surely be able to break through the darkness and focus on the light.

Only before that, he needs time.

Within three and five years, Song Yiwu obeyed the arrangement of the family's elders and got married. The target family was not rich, and she was born in a poor and middle peasant, but she was a cute girl with a cheerful and lively personality.

Lin Youyuan knocked on the seeds and asked him, "Why do you like each other?"

The always honest and honest person's face flushed: "Just...just...why...I don't know!"

Zhao Junfeng exclaimed, "I know, I know, when they were still in trouble, my sister-in-law made a meal every day at noon and went to the door of the Public Security Bureau..."

Song Yiwu wore the groom's clothes and rushed over to cover his mouth: "Just what you guy knows!"

Su Yue came in with the dressed bride: "Waitang, worship, let me let it all!"

I was a little drunk at the wedding that night.

Lin Youyuan lay on his balcony to breathe. Song Yiwu came in again with a jug of wine and handed him a porcelain bowl.

The man raised his eyes and glanced, and waved his hand weakly: "Hiccup, stop drinking, it's really..."

At the wedding banquet, Lin Youyuan, as the best man, helped him with a lot of wine. Song Yiwu smiled slightly and poured soup for him from the jar.

"Your sister-in-law knows that you drink a lot, and specially boiled sober soup. The guest room is cleaned up for you. Go to bed early after drinking."

"It's my sister-in-law who loves me." Lin Youyuan squinted and smiled, obviously holding the sober soup, and still touched him a full glass.

Song Yiwu also took a sip of the sober soup made by his wife and lied on the railing to blow the air: "I said, Xiao Zhao also has someone he likes, and you, and Su Yue still..."

Lin Youyuan turned over, propped his elbow on the railing, and looked at the street lamp in the distance: "Hey, you know, I didn't mention it too much."

Song Yiwu: "I mean, let you show your heart to others seriously..."

His voice was not over.

Lin Youyuan shifted his gaze to the aperture under the street lamp.

Two people stood quietly in the long alley.

Su Yue put the envelope in Lin Jueshui's hand into Lin Jueshui's hand, and then summoned the courage to stand on his tiptoe and kiss his profile.

Lin Jueshui was startled slightly, she turned her head and ran out.

Song Yiwu tilted his head to look at him: "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Youyuan looked back, turned around and drank the sober soup in the porcelain bowl, tasted a bit of bitterness, and handed it back to his hand.

"Satisfied with wine and food, go home."

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"After that, Lin Jueshui and I broke out in the fiercest quarrel in history. I wanted him to marry Su Yue. He didn't want to and didn't tell me why. Under the anger, I did it. Su Yue happened to be passed by after get off work. Saw…"

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"Lin Youyuan, stop, are you crazy?!" The moment the woman rushed over, the stick he held up stopped.

Lin Youyuan gasped, "You get out of the way, I will kill him today..."

Su Yue glanced at Lin Jueshui, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, and leaped over to grab his arm: "Why? What did your brother do to sorry you, you want to beat people like this, he is so good to you!"

Lin Youyuan pushed the person away: "Go away, it's none of your business, you stop me again, and I will hit you!"

Su Yue flushed her eyes: "Lin Youyuan, you are just a crazy!"

Lin Youyuan also flew like a thunder: "I'm crazy, and I'm crazy to like you! I'm pooh! Keep your eyes open and see what is good about him, and I am ambiguous with you but I am not willing to marry you, Su Yue, you Is your brain flooded?!"

Su Yue was startled, her face turned pale and blue, and tears fell before she spoke.

Lin Jueshui got up from the ground and pulled the person behind him: "Yueyue, leave it alone, it's my business with him."

Lin Youyuan looked at him with blood on his face, then looked at Su Yue silently in tears but still standing firmly on his side.

He gritted his teeth, threw the stick, turned his head and left.

Lin Jueshui stumbled after two steps: "Dayuan, where are you going, listen to me..."

Lin Youyuan glanced back at him, also looking at Su Yue through his figure.

"Don't worry about it, take care of her, otherwise I will never end with you."

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"After that, I was frustrated, so I decided to leave Jiangcheng and say goodbye to Song Yiwu before leaving, asking him to take care of Su Yue and don't let people bully her."

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Song Yiwu was smoking a cigarette, frowning: "What is this?"

Zhao Junfeng wiped his tears and walked forward: "Brother Xiaolin, don't leave, we will help you get Sister Yueyue back."

Lin Youyuan sneered: "What are you thinking about, that's my brother."

If he can, he still hopes that he can be happy, and they can be happy, if it is because of caring for him that he is unwilling to marry Su Yue, then he will leave.

Song Yiwu put out the cigarette **** on the reef: "Whether you want to go south, there are many opportunities to make a fortune. If you can't say it, you guys will meet it, but there is one thing..."

Lin Youyuan was so clever and clever, he guessed it all at once.

"The case last time."

"Well, it's a bit of a brow. I followed their transport truck to Qiongzhou City, which is close to Southeast Asia. This is a big case. The above means don't make troubles. We need an informant to pass on the news, but I think..."

When Song Yiwu said this, his brows frowned, as if he didn't want him to go, but Lin Youyuan happily agreed.

"I'll go, don't let the chance of making a fortune be in vain."

Zhao Junfeng: "Brother Yiwu means that there is not peace there. You used to be alone, so goodbye..."

Lin Youyuan took a sip from the wine jar placed on the reef and wiped his lips: "It's not too peaceful. It's not too peaceful to fish in troubled waters and make a name for it."

Song Yiwu smiled slightly, and took a sip.

"Knowing that I can't persuade you, this job is still up to you, but Da Yuan..." The man called his nickname and patted his shoulder earnestly.

"My brothers have been together for so long, what can be done, what can't be done, what money can be collected, and what money can't be asked, in fact, you know it like a mirror in your heart."

"If you encounter difficulties, think about me, think about Xiaofeng, think about Yueyue, think about your brother, if you are a man, just bite your teeth and carry it. People live more than a word of money, and you have to pursue something else. You What do you think?"

Lin Youyuan knew that he was afraid that he would go astray.

It's strange to say that Song Yiwu should be the type of person he dislikes the most, but then he saved himself from crisis many times, and getting along with each other gave him a sense of being a teacher and a friend.

Until later, he became famous, sitting on a wealth of wealth, Song Yiwu passed away, and as he grew older, even his appearance was blurred.

Lin Youyuan would still recall from time to time the first time he met. He did not fear power and gently wiped away the dust on the national emblem, as well as the unforgettable passage that has pulled him back from the wandering crossroads countless times.

He is different from Zhao Junfeng. Even if his mud feet are deep, he still retains a faint trace of fire in his heart.

At that time, Lin Youyuan thought, as long as he earns enough money, he will come back, live with his good brothers, and continue to live a life of talking and talking about the world, and if he has done the work, maybe his father's affairs will be rehabilitated.

When he was young, he took a bunch of candied haws from a street vendor, and he would be beaten by his father.

Even though the matter has passed for many years, he still firmly believes that his father will not be the one who corrupts and accepts bribes.

What he didn't expect was that when he came back, everything changed and turned upside down.

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"I lurked in Qiongzhou for five years, and occasionally went back to Jiangcheng to take a look. Through various signs, Lin Jueshui has inextricably linked with that drug manufacturing and trafficking organization. Although I am unwilling to accept this reality, I have to talk to him. Standing on the opposite side."

When Lin Youyuan said this, he turned the green finger on his thumb, his expression a little deep.

"Lin Nai, you must be very strange. People like me who are so greedy for money, why don't they sell drugs, make drugs, and do illegal business? It's obviously a shortcut to make money quickly."

"It's good for you to think like this. It means that you haven't seen what a real addict is like, nor have you seen what the real darkness is like. Those drug addicts are not worthy of being called people at all. Doing anything, selling children and daughters, robbing parents of their life savings, and betraying one's own body... are all common things."

"I once witnessed in a small village where a drug addict maimed his daughter and asked her to go out begging to earn drug money for himself."

"A young couple in their early twenties came to the city to work. The husband became addicted to drugs and passed it on to his wife. They also became infected with AIDS because many people shared needles. What's more unfortunate is that the woman was pregnant and had no money. Go to the hospital for abortion or interruption, and there is no money to buy milk powder for the child and have to breastfeed, so the child is born with AIDS and drug addicts. When we went to rescue the child, he hugged his mother’s cold body and did not let go. It was normal. I can’t feed my milk powder..."

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