Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Li Yuanqing was completely blind in one eye, and even damaged the part behind the eye.He Yan didn't understand, and didn't bother to understand.

He only knew that Li Yuanqing's parents were very angry and claimed that He Yan would pay for his life.And they basically did.

He Yan went to school late, when he was 16 years old.He was sentenced to a very severe sentence and was to spend his entire youth in prison.Hao Liang looked for help everywhere, but there was nothing he could do.

He Yan didn't care at all.It's just that sometimes when Hao Liang came to visit him in prison, he felt a little sad when he looked at Hao Liang's face.

A good school, a good job, and buying a big house are still a distant dream after all.Like soap bubbles, he just touched it lightly and it burst.

"It's all my fault." Through the thick glass, Hao Liang lowered his head and whispered.

"You didn't do anything wrong." He Yan said calmly, he wanted to reach out to touch Hao Liang's hair, but he couldn't reach it.

"When you do this kind of thing in the future, you still have to pay attention to your own safety," he said.

Hao Liangliang nodded.He Yan looked at him, vaguely feeling that he should smile at this time, so he twitched the corners of his mouth.

"How did you do in the senior high school entrance examination?" he said.

"It's okay." Hao Liang said.

"Can I go to No. [-] High School?" He asked.

"Yes." Hao Liang replied.He leaned forward slightly, leaning his forehead against the glass.

"You have to eat well. Listen to what the guards say." Hao Liang looked up at him, with tears in his eyes, "You fight for a reduced sentence, and I'll wait for you to come out."

He Yan froze for a moment.He wanted to say, "Since you are in No. [-] Middle School, go make a new friend and don't come to me", but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He Yan had no other close relatives or friends, and Hao Liang was the only one who came to see him.He looked at Hao Liang through the thick glass.Watch him go to high school, go to college, and work.Watch him grow from a thin and childish boy to a handsome and slender young man, see him put on the police uniform and smile at him standing in front of the glass.

That outfit suits him better than He Yan imagined.

Then He Yan finally served his sentence and could leave the prison.He had forgotten how many years he had spent in prison.The moment he stepped out of the gate, only Hao Liang was still waiting for him.

The young man looked gentle and handsome, and the silly look on his face had completely disappeared.He Yan watched Hao Liang take his luggage, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his hair.He had never felt Hao Liang so close to him for a moment.

Yet so far away.

He Yan withdrew his hand.Hao Liang took a taxi and sent him and He Yan to an old community.

He Yan's former home had been sold early to pay for Li Yuanqing's medical expenses.The taxi stopped in front of an unremarkable residential building, and Hao Liang opened a room on the second floor.

Simple one bedroom.Neat and clean, but shabby.In the bedroom, there were two beds squeezed side by side.The pipes ticked.

"I just started working, and I don't have much money, so I can only rent this kind of place." Hao Liang said apologetically, "It might be crowded for two people."

"You live with me?" He Yan frowned slightly and said.

"En." Hao Liang replied, opened the cabinet in the bedroom, and spread a quilt on the bed.

"Your home is not far from here, why bother to suffer in a room with me," He Yan said.

"I haven't been with you for a long time, I want to get closer." Hao Gao replied easily, but he didn't look into He Yan's eyes.

He Yan watched Hao Liang busy in silence.He watched Hao Liang make the bed, and then the phone rang. After Hao Liang answered a call, he hurried downstairs.

When Hao Liang's back disappeared at the door, He Yan let out a sigh of relief, picked up his luggage, and left the room.

He avoided Hao Liang and walked out of the community aimlessly.He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't intend to think about it. He just kept walking, as if he was tireless.

Regaining his freedom, being able to stop looking at Hao Liang through the thick glass again, the joy in He Yan's heart made him forget that there was already a gap between himself and Hao Liang.

He watched Hao Liang bend down to make the bed for himself, and the part of the uniform that had not been changed in the future was exposed at the collar of the coat. He suddenly realized that the small, silly child who used to follow behind him had grown up to be able to An independent police | officer.He no longer needs his own protection, nor his own company.

As for He Yan, his life has been suspended since he was 16 years old.He has nothing now, and being with Hao Liang is nothing but a burden to Hao Liang.

Even the right to communicate with him after he was released from prison must have been won by Hao Liang after he broke up with his family with strict upbringing.

He Yan kept walking, not knowing where he was going.Years of prison life have made He Yan feel unfamiliar with this city.He walked out of the city along the main road, and in a trance, night fell.When he turned around, he had already reached the gate of the suburban cemetery.

This is a humble cemetery.The dead were burned to ashes, but they did not have their own land, but were placed in grids in the house.

The ashes of He Yan's aunt were crammed together with the ashes of thousands of people in this small place.

After so many years, the gate of the cemetery is still shabby, but the interior has been expanded a lot.After all, more and more people will need these few inches of small space.

He Yan stepped over the wall into the cemetery, and quietly walked into the building.The walls are full of small squares, with various names on the nameplates in the squares.He Yan stood blankly in the middle of the house, but didn't know where to go.

He has only been here once, and he no longer remembers which grid his aunt's ashes were placed in.

Also forgot my aunt's name.

A strong sense of sadness enveloped He Yan's heart.He slowly closed his eyes, recalling that afternoon, when he saw his aunt lying down at the stairs.

I've been in this world for too long, and I've killed too many people.he thought silently.

I shouldn't stay in this world and continue to hurt other people.I have to go now.

He quietly left the cemetery and crossed a mountain behind the cemetery.There is a river under the mountain. In the middle of the river, the water is deep and urgent.He Yan carried his luggage and walked straight into the river.

Cold water wiped his calf, and he shivered slightly.

After I die, my ashes will also be placed in that cemetery.He Yan thought.

I don't know if Hao Liang will find the place where my ashes are placed.After many years, will he also forget my name?

Thinking of this, He Yan's heart suddenly ached.At the same time, he heard a sound of dust rising behind him.

He Yan hadn't turned his head completely around when he was hit hard on the cheek.He took a few steps back and almost fell into the water, but someone grabbed his arm tightly.

Hao Liang's eyes were red, and he looked at He Yan angrily.He seemed to have rolled down from a nearby hill, his clothes were covered in mud, and his white cheeks were covered with dust.

"You are sick!" Hao Liang seemed to be in a hurry, and shouted loudly, "What do you want to do!"

"I..." He Yan opened his mouth slightly, wanting to explain, but was interrupted by Hao Liang.

"Why are you running!" Hao Liang's voice was full of tears. He grabbed He Yan's hand and pulled him to the shore forcefully, "You just came out and don't understand anything. Do you know what's going on outside now? What am I going to do now?"

He wiped his eyes and stared at He Yan: "I have been waiting for you for so many years in vain?!"

"Actually, you don't need to..." He Yan looked at Hao Liang's teary eyes, and his thoughts immediately returned to the scene of the two when they were children, and he couldn't help but be tongue-tied.He wanted to say something, but his mind went blank. He only had the urge to hug the person in front of him, rub his head, and whisper a few words of comfort.

"I know that you have been imprisoned for so long because I was too impulsive." Hao Liang lowered his head and grabbed He Yan's hand, "If I had thought about it before questioning Li Yuanqing, you would have been fine. gone."

"It's all my fault," he whispered. "It's all my fault. I'll take care of it. Just stay with me. Wouldn't it be nice to be with me? Isn't it a bad thing?"

The familiar pain in my heart spread again.Only when facing Hao Liang, He Yan would have such feelings.

"It's not your fault." He Yan whispered, and he held Hao Liang's hand instead.After so many years, Hao Liang's hands are not as soft as when he was a child, but they are still very warm.

At this time, the hand was trembling slightly.He Yan lowered his head and found that Hao Liang was drenched and shivering in the bleak cold wind.

He Yan wanted to say something, but forgot at this moment.He hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Hao Liang, but remembered that his coat was also wet.

Seeing his reaction, Hao Liang couldn't help bending his eyes and smiling slightly.At the same time, his stomach growled.

He Yan was stunned for a moment, and Hao Liang's face turned red instantly.Looking at the person in front of him, He Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Sorry." He said softly, "Let's go back."

"En." Hao Liang whispered, holding He Yan's hand tightly and not letting go.

After the two ate a bowl of noodles at a familiar noodle shop, they returned to that humble one-bedroom apartment.He Yan remembered that there was still a bag of milk in his pocket before he left, so he poured the milk into a small pot, turned on the stove, and heated it up.

He Yan silently stared at the dancing light blue flame, and lit the stove, making a light rattling sound.Hao Liang tiptoed to He Yan's back, stretched out his hand, and quietly put it around his waist.

He Yan felt Hao Liang's warm forehead resting on his shoulder. "How much sugar?" he asked softly.

"Just add a little more." Hao Liang replied sullenly.

He Yan took out the sugar bag and poured out a few lumps of solidified sugar.He stirred the sugar away, and a sweet smell filled the small living room.

I'm with him, maybe it really isn't such a bad thing.He Yan thought.