This Saturday in the early spring of Fawang District is a summer Wednesday in Lyra Zone 3.

The Hualien prison is heavily guarded, standing in the afterglow of a sunset, like a piece of gold-plated steel cube.

It is surrounded by endless stretches of poplar forest, becoming an isolated island away from prosperity and freedom.

There are ten minutes left, and the visit time for this day is coming to an end. The prison guard rang the bell, accompanied by an electric baton and a firearm, and led the prisoner who had been released from the open air to the building.

Thick doors of the cell were closed one by one, and the sound of electronic locks undulated in the building.

Just when the main gate of the whole floor was to be closed, a prison guard carrying a communicator shouted: "332187, someone visited."

Zhao Zemu walked towards the bed and paused, looking at the communication hole in the cell: "Me?"

"Yes, someone came to see you."

This is the 10th day of Zhao Zemu's transfer to Hualien Prison. He waited for someone-

The youngest generation of the Manson family is also the only heir left. His childhood friend, George Manson.

"Are you surprised?" The other party asked him as he stood two meters away.

"A bit." Zhao Zemu was silent for a moment, and said, "Qiao has been here a few days ago. I came alone, I thought ..."

Manson nodded clearly: "I thought I left you a drink, but I didn't want to see you?"

Zhao Zemu didn't speak for a long time, then sighed and smiled suddenly.

"There were too many things in my hands a while ago, and all the mess was thrown over. I couldn't get away." Manson said.

Zhao Zemu nodded: "I know."

This topic should have been a bit awkward.

The reason why Manson couldn't pull away was because Brewer and Miro Manson were executed and the group was in chaos. This is due to the fact that Zhao Zemu provided evidence.

And those two sins were countless in their lifetime, and even the youngest brother did not let go. In the process, Zhao Zemu also inserted a hand horizontally.

Regardless of whether the original intention is good or bad, Zhao Zemu and George Manson and Zhao and Manson Group have a complicated account, which may be difficult to sort out in this life.

But this embarrassing topic seemed natural and straightforward between these two people in such a time and place.

One mentioned it and the other answered it.

George Manson glanced around and looked back at Zhao Zemu: "Is it hard to get through here?"

Zhao Zemu smiled and didn't answer directly.

Hardship is inevitable, but it should be.

In any case, Zhao did indeed have an unclear relationship with Brewer and Miro, and the old friend in front of him did indeed wander around the life and death line, and the one who was sent out for a diving accident First aid lawyer.

He stole the diving suit because the lawyer's diving suit contained powder to attract sea snakes. Brewer and Miro's manpower was trying to attract sea snakes and bit a George Manson into the water.

There was actually a better solution to that matter, but he hesitated to miss the opportunity and chose the worst one, so that everyone was unhappy.

In the final analysis, it was still unsettled and the road was not correct.

"I'm lucky. I have the opportunity to compensate and get back on track. Five years has been the result of discretion and discretion." Zhao Zemu paused and said a little regretfully: "Unfortunately ... the wine that Joe saved at Cherry Manor, I can't drink it. "

Visit the house and be quiet.

A moment later, George Manson's voice rang again: "a waits for the wine to be sealed for a long time, it tastes better, why can't you drink it."

"5 years ..." George Manson seemed to be thinking seriously. "In another 5 years, the mess on my side should be put on the right track. It's just time to drink together."

Walked through the door of life and death, and experienced another family case, this young man who has been wandering in the drunken gold fan for more than ten years has quietly changed his appearance.

The hair was shorter, the temperament was a little more condensed, and the shirt buttons didn't loosen below the chest.

Through thick bulletproof glass, Zhao Zemu could not smell the outside smell. But he thought that George Manson shouldn't have that indelible alcohol anymore.

He finally saw the eyes of this old friend as a teenager, and this should be the most authentic look of the other party.

pretty good.

What will he, George Manson and Joe look like in five years? It's a little unimaginable.

But ... it should be better.

Decamefawang is still in the afternoon when the sun sets here.

Another group of old friends gathered in the lake area, and the always quiet lakeside villa became lively.

The previous receptions were all held in the house in the university town of Metz in Yansui, where students come and go more conveniently.

This is the first time the private house in the lake villa.

So Laura and they are very curious about everything here, not even letting the vegetation in the yard pass.

But they were embarrassed to act too much in front of the Dean, so they always harassed Gu Yan while taking advantage of Yan Sui's going upstairs or taking things.

"Are the two empty shoots the shapes you asked to repair?" Laura asked.

Gu Yan: "No, dead branches."

Laura: "..."

This lady has the "traditional problems" of students at the Mets Law School-blind worship of the dean.

She stared at the dry branch for a moment, and then sighed: "Why didn't it clean up? Dean likes this sense of art?"

Gu Yan: "Just two days after the death, it was too late."

Laura: "..."

Elena found a reason on the side: "Normal, you think about it from the Dean's accident until now, a few months now, there should be no one to take care of it for a long time, of course, it will die. Isn't it?

Gu Yan said lightly: "In fact, part of it is the new seedlings that were just delivered a week ago."

Elena: "Why ..."

"This is about to ask your dean, take a week's leave at home, and rest the yard like this."

Laura: "That must be a bad purchase of flowers and grasses."

Gu Yan: "..."

While talking, a long box car entered the yard, and a man with a big beard poked his head out of the open window and complained: "I happened to hear it, who said my flower and grass seeds something wrong?"

It might be that he was really imposing, and Laura silently took a step back, pushing lawyer Gu out with his fingers.

Gu Yan completely convinced the old classmates and friends.

"The whole Decama, can you find better seeds of ornamental plants than me?" Bearded grumbled and got off the car.

Gu Yan gave Laura a brief introduction to them, "Gao Lin, an expert in ornamental plant cultivation."

"Oh—heard it!" Elena said, "Joe often mentioned that I didn't know that he knew you well."

Gu Yanchong lifted his chin in a room on the second floor, "The one Mr. Gao is most familiar with is upstairs."

"President?"

This time without having to speak with counsel Gu, Gao Lin prefaced and said: "Yan? Right! We are old acquaintances. In my cultivation room, one-third of the flowers and trees die in his hands every year.

Everyone: "..."

"Including the plants in this courtyard."

"..."

"Maybe in the near future, it will also include the batch I sent today."

"..."

While talking, there was a sudden, unhurried knock on the window somewhere upstairs.

Everyone raised their heads and saw Yan Suizhi, who went up to take the wine, stood by the window, looking down with a smile. His gaze glanced over Gao Lin, and finally fell into Gu Yan's eyes: "The bad talk is so loud, I'm afraid I won't hear it?"

Laura quickly shook their heads: "No, no."

"What do you drink at night, dean?" Jason Charles asked off the subject.

Yan Sui's way: "The Cherry Manor just sent it the day before yesterday, Ginza."

The crowd cheered and frolicked.

Gu Yan walked under the window, looked at the people who were not far away, and looked up Yan Suizhi, "Remember to send a bottle to the two reporters."

In the case of Lyra star Chage George Manson, Bunche helped a little, and Yan Suizhi said that he would give him a bottle of Ginza. These days coincided with the new wine from Cherry Manor, he was afraid that he would forget it and let Gu Yan remind him.

"Sent, I just sent a message to Cherry Manor." Yan Suizhi glanced at Gao Lin's car and asked again: "You asked him to send a batch of seedlings?"

"Ok."

"What is there?"

Gu Yan said, "I will know when I grow up."

Yan Suizhi raised her eyebrows: "Who did you learn from?" I was worried that they wouldn't grow up. "

"Relax, there is me."

During the talk, the crowd was again noisy.

Yan Suizhi and Gu Yanxun looked around and saw a white car driving into the boulevard and stopping outside the courtyard door.

This car was produced by the Flying Shuttle a few years ago. Everyone used to know it, but because it hasn't been seen for a long time, it didn't react.

It wasn't until the two figures got out of the car that everyone suddenly realized that this was Ke Jin's car. No one has driven since his accident, and until today, the engine has finally been restarted.

"Ke Jin! Joe!" Laura waved her hand away from a distance, and said with a smile: "If you come late, you will be fined, have you heard ?! One can't run away!"

"It's obviously that you came early, don't take the opportunity to pit me." Master Qiao pointed at the smart phone, "At 3 pm, we came just right."

"Golden ten minutes to understand!" Everyone began to play.

"Go away, that's the rule made by the law clubs of your law school. It doesn't matter to me!" Qiao laughed and scolded.

Laura turned her head and said, "Ke Jin, he said that you are a" lawsuit stick ", what do you think?"

Joe: "..."

The lady who was afraid of the chaos in the world turned to the second floor and shouted, "President! Young Master Qiao said that we are all 'sticks'!"

Yan Suizhi smiled: "I heard it."

"What should I do?" The crowd started to make trouble.

"Boom away."

Young Master Qiao was chased by a group of old friends. Gao Lin walked through the crowd holding the flower seedlings and pots with difficulty. While watching the joke, he shouted, "Let me give up, please! This tree will fall leaves and touch your face Do n’t blame me! ”

At last, Joe hid and could not hide, and was so exhausted that he put a breath on Ke Jin's shoulder.

The crowd stopped chatting.

"When are you going to take the case again?" Laura asked.

"I talked to the office and went back in April." Ke Jin said.

"That's really great."

Laura said with a heartfelt emotion and turned back to ask Joe: "I heard that you moved to Ke Jin recently?"

"Yes." Master Qiao explained: "Old Fox and Ms. Yunis are working on projects recently. They can't allow me to spy on business secrets from other companies and drive me out of the house. I have no choice but to occupy Ke Jin's territory. "

Laura yelled, "Excuse me and your sister have just met. The reason is so blind."

Qiao asked Ke Jin immediately: "Is this reason blind?"

Ke Jin: "Well ... okay."

Joe: "So reluctant?"

Ke Jin changed his mouth: "Not blind, you can."

Master Qiao immediately straightened his waist: "Yes, I never talk nonsense."

It happened that Gao Lin passed the tree pot and the wind blew down a leaf, which was shot on Master Qiao's face.

Snapped--

Crisp and compelling.

Joe: "..."

Ke Jin froze for a moment, then turned to smile.

The breeze passed through the hundreds of miles of trees, and the birds jumped on the treetops.

The best sun in spring is here, so the long road is full of light.