private marriage

"I don't want to behave well, I want to get out of prison."

The prison guards saw that he was greatly stimulated, and probably lost his mind and went crazy.

"After a lot of things go out, you can ask them clearly. You have survived half a year, so don't do things impulsively. If you make a wrong step, you will have to stay in it for a few more years."

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

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

This is Jiang Xiuzhi's second New Year outside after losing his freedom.

The roommates in the same room are still discussing what extra meal tonight, "Dumplings are definitely available, there is also the Spring Festival Gala, and there will be a party later."

Jiang Xiuzhi was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling expressionlessly.

Others are already used to him like this, he is a weird person in Songcheng Prison.

When the wind was released, Jiang Xiuzhi's tall figure stood out among the crowd. When he walked to the playground, it was cold and cold outside, and the wind blew on his face like an open knife.

He stopped suddenly, and the people behind bumped into him unexpectedly.

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

Jiang Xiuzhi didn't get 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 finished shopping at this time. Let's have a family reunion."

What about his Chu Xu?

Jiang Xiuzhi's face was quite gloomy, looking at the young man in front of him, "What did you do to get in here?"

"Steal... steal."

"What did you steal?"

"Cracked other people's passwords and transferred people's money away."

When Jiang Xiuzhi heard it, he was also a talent.

He reached out to pat the man on the shoulder, and the man almost crouched down in fright.

"Reform well, and after the atonement is completed and we go out, we will still be able to behave in an upright manner."

"Yes."

Two drops of snowflakes fell on Jiang Xiuzhi's neck, his neck was completely cold, his thin mandible was clearly defined, he looked up at the sky.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the prison guards blew their whistles loudly, and they were organizing people to go back.

He squinted and stared at a place in the sky. Outside the high wall was where Chu Xu lived. Jiang Xiuzhi was living and suffering, but he was afraid that the cruel woman would have forgotten him long ago.

In a large shopping mall in Xianglin District, the weather outside was five to six degrees below zero. Chu Xu took off his sunglasses and hat after entering the box of a Hunan restaurant.

Song Wen sat in a chair and was lost in thought. Chu Xu walked up to her and shouted.

"Hey!"

Song Wen almost jumped up from the chair, "Oh my god, I was scared to death, will you pay for my death if I die?"

"For Chinese New Year, can you say something auspicious?"

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

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

"Have you been busy all this time?"

"It's okay." Song Wen's face was full of fatigue, and Chu Xu hesitated to speak, "Did you finally give the 38 bride price?"

"Can you not give it? My brother has such a temper. If the woman refuses to marry if the bride price is not in place, he will run to the dam and commit suicide."

"Didn't I tell you, I'll lend it to you."

"Sister, you have to pay it back, okay?" Song Wen smiled wryly, "It's okay, I'll be fine after giving the betrothal gift, I can still earn this little money."

Chu Xu was worried, some words came to his lips, and he couldn't hold back without asking.

"Can you tell me what's going on between you and that Young Master Xiao?"

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

"Wenwen, don't go the old way again, we can't afford to mess with this kind of person."

"I know, I know it."

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

Chu Xu smiled lightly, "It's okay."

Song Wen was actually very scared. Both she and Chu Xu knew exactly what kind of person Jiang Xiuzhi was. After he was released from prison, Chu Xu might not have a peaceful life.

Halfway through the meal, Song Wen answered the phone, who seemed to be in a hurry and asked her to go over now.

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

"No, you who are celebrating Chinese New Year..."

Song Wen had already trotted out of the box, she owed a huge debt, she had to make money.

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

Song Wen walked over quickly, and just about to speak, the man looked over displeased.

"How come?"

"I took a taxi, there are few cars today."

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

Sweater and jeans, for whom?
Song Wen's face became tense, "I don't have time to go back and change."

"It's okay, I'm ready for you."

Xiao Zizhai went back to the box first, and came out with a bag in his hand. He handed the things in front of Song Wen, "Fill up the makeup on his face."

"it is good."

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

Song Wen barely put it on, her back was almost empty, and she was still wearing a bra underneath, so she could only let her long hair down to block it.

When Song Wen went out, she kept tugging at the edge of her short skirt. Xiao Zizhai saw that her thighs were exposed, and she could almost see the heels of her legs when she was walking.

"There's nothing to hide, and it's not the first time."

The two entered the box one after the other, Song Wen stepped in, and the phone rang.

She glanced at the news, it was from her younger brother at home.

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

Song Wen didn't return. When she looked up, she saw several old men sitting in front of the round table, each with fat heads and ears, and their stomachs seemed to burst their shirts.

Xiao Zizhai pushed her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Bring me to accompany you."

Song Wen had a smile that was uglier than crying, Xiao Zizhai leaned to the side and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw a man making a move on Song Wen.

He looked away as if he didn't see anything.

The seasons of the year alternate, and someone hides it in their hearts, but they can't change it no matter how they change.

In the third year of Jiang Xiuzhi's imprisonment, the weather became hot, and he had already given up. Unless he went to find Chu Xu, otherwise she would never come to see him.

Mrs. Jiang sat across from him, "How long will it take for you to divorce her?"

"I don't want a divorce."

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

Jiang Xiuzhi took a look, his pupils constricted suddenly.

The woman in the photo obviously has a swollen belly, and it seems that she should be pregnant for several months.