he is my brother

22. release

Jiang Huaian is a trustworthy person, saying that it is impossible for half a month at most, or one more day.

As soon as I walked into the office, I received the news that Jiang Yuming would be acquitted at four o'clock in the afternoon. I paused and let out a sigh, as if the tossing and turning for many days was finally rewarded at this moment, and everything was worth it.

Those paper cranes with words helped me a lot.

For half a month, I quickly got to know the Fu family. The Fu family is an extremely restrained family. They are low-key, quiet, and unknown. Sit on the high platform.

Among them, it is inseparable from the secret support of the Jiang family.

Fu Li is a character, two rounds older than me, he neither contemptuously contemptuous nor servile when he saw me, he looked at me gently, and welcomed me in like an old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

I looked at him, and seemed to understand the reason why Jiang Huaian chose to push him to the front desk, he was gentle and refined, not arrogant.

I come to sit with him more every day, play chess and chat. There are two chirping magpies in the yard, looking at me with their tails up. Fu Li sprinkled a handful of rice in the yard, and sat under the tree with a bench Greeted me: "Come, play a game with my brother."

I went over to play chess with him.

Fu Li had a calm and far-reaching temperament, he didn't ask, listen, or talk, he pretended not to know the purpose of my visit, and I never asked for it.

He received the news yesterday and went to Jiang's old house.

I turned on the TV, and the news broadcast was showing the case of Bai Shaopeng's rape//prostitution of underage girls, and I exhaled.

The next day, the public opinion on the Internet turned around, and the major public accounts published "Jiang Yuming was wronged and betrayed the country because of the frame of the third generation of power", detailing the relationship between Bai Qi, Bai Shaopeng and Bai, and analyzing Jiang Yuming's impossibility to collude with foreign forces.

Such a detailed analysis can only be done by Jiang Huaian. I swept the mouse aside and lay down on the desktop for a while.

I did win a battle, even if I was just one of the humble soldiers, my younger brother will be picked up by the Meng family at four o'clock this afternoon, from now on.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

owe each other nothing.

In the afternoon I went to Linhe Elementary School. After asking for leave for Jiang Juncang, I drove him all the way to the detention center. I parked the car in the shade of an inconspicuous tree by the side of the road, and looked at the gate of the detention center through the single-sided glass.

There is still half an hour.

The door was already crowded with Jiang Yuming's fans, entertainment reporters, and members of the Meng family, and some fans even pulled out banners such as "Jiang Yuming, we believe in you".

Jun Cang asked obediently: "Are we waiting for Uncle Ming?"

"Well." I replied.

"Shall we take Uncle Ming back?"

"No." I shook my head.

Jun Cang frowned, looking very confused: "Where is Uncle Ming going?"

"Go to see his mother." I glanced down at the time, and there were still 5 minutes left, and the crowd in front of the door became more crowded, and the people from the Meng family shuttled among them, trying to maintain order as much as possible.

"Aren't we going out?" Jun Cang asked again.

"No." I counted the time silently in my heart, three, two, one.

The door opens.

My eyes closely followed the figure that appeared at the gate, thin and pale.

Like a ghost in the sun, with a smile in his eyes, he looked left and right, as if he was looking for something, and then hung his head down for a moment, like an abandoned puppy.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling tight and suffocating in my chest, look.

Jiang Lingyi, you have finally abandoned him.

A pair of small hands grabbed the corners of my clothes, Jun Cang said in a low voice: "Let's go out and see Uncle Ming."

"No." I let go of the steering wheel, my eyes still chasing the slender figure in the sun, "If you make a mistake, you will be punished."

Jun Cang was even more confused, he pursed his lips and remained silent, and stayed silent with me in the small cab.

Jiang Yuming walked slowly, and was pulled to him by Meng Lizhi. I couldn't see clearly from my perspective, and I didn't want to get involved with the Meng family's affairs. I turned the key to start the car, turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator to leave.

"Father." Jun Cang stared at the rearview mirror, "Uncle Ming saw us."

I glanced at the rearview mirror, Jiang Yuming's pale face was hidden in the crowd, and those clear eyes stared at me from the rearview mirror, as if he was sitting in the back seat.

Infiltrating people alive.

I took two deep breaths, then exhaled slowly, and my eyes shifted to the rearview mirror disobediently, and Jiang Yuming's face and figure had long since disappeared.

I suddenly felt that this was a black comedy, a painting splashed with spicy oil, a crumpled morning newspaper, mixed with children's untimely shrill laughter and the sound of running streams, I turned the steering wheel and turned towards my suburb villa.

"Don't I have to go to class this afternoon?" Jun Cang asked.

"Well, there's no need to go. Go home and finish your homework." I rubbed my temples and sighed, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."

Jun Cang looked at me worriedly: "Father."

"Call Uncle Lin when you're hungry, and he will deliver food." After I finished speaking, I felt a little worried, "Forget it, I'll call Uncle Lin."

"Father, can I have a puppy?" Jun Cang gestured, "It's only this big, and it's kept in the yard."

I drove the car into the courtyard, glanced at the empty yard, and nodded: "Yes, what kind of breed do you want to raise?"

"Little wolf dog." He puffed his cheeks seriously and said, "I saw a patrolling uncle leading him at the gate of the school, and he was majestic."

Demu, I made a note to myself, parked the car in the garage, pushed the door to get out, and walked into the house holding Jun Cang's little hand: "Tomorrow Saturday, let Uncle Lin take you to the kennel, and you pick one and bring it back keep."

Jun Cang's eyes were shining, and he gently gave me a hug: "Thank you, father."

"You're welcome." I squatted down and patted his head.

Afterwards, I took a shower and lay on the bed, half-closed my eyes and fell into a doze.

A bizarre dream.

Not even logical.

In my opinion, this is almost impossible.

Bai Qi pursued Jiang Yuming, but was humiliated by Jiang Yuming on the spot, and immediately wanted to take revenge. The aphrodisiac was replaced by high-purity drugs under the tricks of someone who cared, and Jiang Yuming committed suicide by jumping off the building due to drug addiction.

I sat up suddenly from the bed, touched my back, my hands were covered with cold sweat.

In my dream, I stood downstairs, watching Jiang Yuming fall from the 27th floor like a bird with broken wings, with my eyes wide open. Warm blood splashed on my leather shoes, his pale hands grabbed my ankles, weak An inaudible whisper: "Brother, save me."

elder brother.

help me.

I wrapped the quilt with trembling hands, and lay back on the bed straight.

How come, Jiang Yuming is still alive.

I just met him today.

"Buzz."

I picked up the phone: "Hello?"

There was only a slight breathing sound on the other end of the phone, sometimes rapid and sometimes gentle.

"Hello?" I said again.

"Brother." Jiang Yuming's cautious voice came, "I miss you."

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