my brother became a scum

Zhang Chen didn't say anything, but it didn't prevent me from knowing what happened. Prison guard Wang seemed to hold back for a long time. He said something to my assistant for a long time, and the assistant passed it on to me.

With Zhang Chen's personality, he is always unwilling to suffer at all.

Last time I asked Wu Qingfei to send him more than ten sets of close-fitting clothes. He didn't hide his back when he changed his clothes. The prison bully saw him. The prison bully asked him for two sets of clothes, but Zhang Chen didn't give him any.Because of such a small matter, a beam was formed.

The prison guards are very strict, but Zhang Chen was not immediately retaliated against.But on the day of the Spring Festival, the prison bully's family also came to see him. Zhang Chen stayed in the room all day, but he didn't hear the prison guard calling his name.

The next day, when Zhang Chen came out to have breakfast, the prison bully took the lead and started to laugh at him. The prison bully said something like a son of a bitch, and Zhang Chen rushed over to fight with him.

One-on-one, Zhang Chen pressed and beat the prison bully, but he couldn't stand the prison bully. Several younger brothers pulled Zhang Chen off and beat him up. When the prison guards felt something was wrong and rushed over, Zhang Chen's palm was almost broken. The glass stubble was penetrated, and he was sent directly to the hospital in the prison for first aid.

The injury on his palm just healed after so many days, when he learned that I was coming, he insisted on tearing off the gauze, pretending that nothing happened, it was his luck that he did not bleed again after all this tossing.

Because of this incident, the prison tyrant received an additional half-year sentence and was placed under special surveillance, but it is conceivable that Zhang Chen's situation will be even more difficult.

He's already like this, and he still doesn't want to show weakness to me, and he doesn't want to mention to me what happened, pretending that nothing happened, it's just irritating and ridiculous.

I sent someone to contact the warden of the Western Suburb Prison, donated a batch of medicines, daily necessities, and personal clothing, donated a library, signed a long-term low-cost food supply contract, and asked someone to hand over how much Take care of Zhang Chen, at least don't let him do some heavy work until he recovers from his injury.

Even if it's a bitter trick, I can't stand him being stepped into the glass slag.

Winter has finally faded, spring is long overdue, the group's losses have finally been reversed on the books, and good news has also come from Wenzhou City. Oda's sister's surgery is going well, and the rejection reaction after bone marrow transplantation is also very small. Crying and laughing, thank you again and again.

The three stores I have in Wenzhou have expanded to five, and the business is still good. I no longer ask questions personally, but ask a subordinate to help me. The other party is obviously better at business than me.

It was time to visit again, and I entered the prison with a bag of things. Not long after, Zhang Chen also came in. His prison uniform was replaced with a new one. Although it was not very good, at least the material would not make him allergic. I threw the new underwear to him, and pushed him a pile of ointment for removing scars from the bag. He tilted his head slightly, with a little impatient look in his eyes: "What are you doing with these things, the wound has healed long ago."

That's all he said, and he took back a large pack of ointment to himself with his fingers without stopping at all-he still loves beauty, even though he is no longer young.

"Did you bring cigarettes?"

"Did not bring."

"You gave me one box last time, and I smoke one a day, and it's gone long ago."

"Smoking less, smoking is bad for your health."

"Chen Heping, you don't care about me." He said this very frivolously, and then "cut" as if to cover his ears.

I didn't expose his little thoughts, but it's rare to get a little bit of purity from him.It is not easy to take the helm of a group. A seemingly simple decision may have extremely serious consequences. I am trying to learn and adapt, but my growth rate is difficult to satisfy and the pressure on me is getting heavier and heavier. burden.

I have come into contact with more and more people, and they are all trying to get something from me. People's desires/desires have been magnified countless times, but they cannot be rejected one by one. When the goals of both parties are the same, they may become mortal enemies or become Temporary ally, I have nothing to back down from this position, but to rise to the occasion and learn to play their game, no, everyone's game.

Zhang Chen stretched out his right hand, and gently poked the back of my hand on the table with his right finger. I glanced at him and didn't say a word. His courage suddenly became great, and he directly pressed his palm on mine. on the back of the hand.

The scar on the palm of his palm gently pressed against the flesh on the back of my hand, and I couldn't bear to withdraw my hand or move his hand away——he laughed, and a terrific expression appeared on his newly fleshy face. Shallow dimples.

I still didn't speak, but the heat spread upwards from our touching hands. In the end, I was a little afraid to look into his eyes.

"Chen Heping, you are almost forty." There was teasing in his words.

I didn't say anything, I said to myself that you are almost forty, you are middle-aged, and you still dare to tease me.

Zhang Chen's hand slipped onto my wrist, he leaned forward and kissed my fingertips, and then let go of it before I could react. The situation, the prison guard who came over urgently said: "I'm sorry, I can't help it."

The prison guards criticized and educated us for three minutes, then turned around and left. Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to kiss me?"

I looked away with difficulty, and said, "I don't want to kiss you."

"Then next time we meet, will you kiss me?"

"A lot of age..."

"So you didn't kiss me because you were shy, and you were willing in your heart, right?"

"..."

I had nothing to say, perhaps because I couldn't refute him.

Zhang Chen is the man who understands me best in this world. He knows what I like about him, and he also knows that I am not hard but soft.

He's in this prison, he can't go anywhere, he's safe - the biggest barrier between me and him no longer exists, Zhang Chen looks so harmless, and this harmlessness makes me lose most of it vigilance.

I woke up suddenly and wanted to leave here as soon as possible, but Zhang Chen yawned, waved at me, and said, "You go first this time."

"Why don't you go first?"

"I want to see you for a while."

"are you crazy."

"I'm sick, you are my medicine."

I didn't want to play tricks with him anymore, so I stood up, walked out, walked a few steps, and for some reason, I couldn't help turning my head to look again.

Zhang Chen was like a beckoning cat, waving his hands and looking at me, with a cute smile, I turned around and walked out of the visiting room.

Not long after returning to the company to work, Oda contacted me again. He wanted to be by my side and do whatever he wanted, but I rejected him.His personal ability is limited, and the greatest utility he has come here is to be a nurse at home, but I have already recovered from my illness, and I eat and live in the company almost every day, so there is no need to have another person by my side.

I know he kind of likes me and wants to sleep with me, but I don't mean anything like that to him at all, and I don't want to give him certain hopes and hints, and don't want to leave someone around who I can't fully control.

I know a lot of people in the mall, and there will be men and women who come to me, but I don’t have time, and I’m not in the mood. After a few glances, I know beauty and ugliness, and then there’s nothing to say. Wu Ming said that I live like an ascetic, I think I glanced at him and said that I am a Buddhist health care practitioner.

It was the once-a-month visiting day again, I thought and thought, stopped the car halfway, and asked my assistant to buy some food.I handed him the pile of things in my hand, but he didn't even look at it, just stared at the lunch box on the table.

I unpacked the lunch box and handed it to him. He didn't say a word. He started to eat without a word.

I also opened the lunch box and ate some with him. The rice was a bit soft, the dishes were not good-looking, and the taste was too salty. I was a little frowning when I ate these meals, but Zhang Chen ate them in such a hurry.

I turned my eyes away and didn't look at him. He deserved to be blamed. He broke the law and committed crimes back then, so of course he would have to suffer a lot when he went to prison.As I thought about it, my heart ached.

He is a scum, if he hadn't done those wrong things, he wouldn't have gotten himself into this pitiful state.

Zhang Chen finished eating the last piece of rice in the lunch box, and squinted his eyes contentedly. I couldn't hold back and stretched out my fingers to straighten the hair hanging on his forehead. In exchange, he raised his head and looked at me with a half-smile.

"Your hair is long." I withdrew my fingers, as if I couldn't help covering up that moment.

"Well, it's time to cut again."

It's going to be cut into a short hair inch again.

"You didn't eat well, why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't I already say that?"

"You can tell me earlier that when I come to see you, I can bring some food."

"It's useless to say that you come once every two or three months."

He spoke very naturally, it didn't seem to be complaining at all, I almost blurted out, then I will come to see you more in the future, when I got to the point of speaking, I thought of the prison system, how could I come to see him more.

"What do you want to eat, I will bring it next time."

In the end, I could only say this, and he didn't dislike it, as if he had thought about it for a long time before saying: "I want to eat you, and I want you to eat me."

I don’t naively think that this is the obvious meaning of eating. I always thought that I have experienced so much, and I am not young anymore. Zhang Chen will not have so much yellow waste in his head, but I underestimated He, he was stunned to be able to express his desire frankly as if everything had happened.

I was thinking about what to say, and I should refuse it flatly, but before I could put together a sentence, he reached out and grabbed my hand, smiling with eyebrows and eyes curled up: "If you can't eat it, let me hold it for a while." alright."

I almost exhausted all my strength to force myself to pull out my hand, and left as if running away, but as if I couldn't escape fast enough, I could still hear Zhang Chen laughing too happily.

I left the prison, got into the back seat of the car, raised my head inadvertently, and saw my expression in the rearview mirror in front of the car—it was also smiling.