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"Wenwen!"

Yang Ziwen got up in response, walked over to hug the man, and said, "Brother Qiang, I just came back to China to see you, how am I?"

Brother Qiang narrowed his eyes for joy, grabbed Yang Ziwen's hand and said, "Of course, who can have Wenwen?"

Yang Ziwen turned to greet Lu Kun with a smile.

"Brother Qiang, this is my friend, Lu Kun"

Brother Qiang saw Lu Kun's tall man from head to toe, and after introducing each other, he looked around and asked, "Why didn't Jiang Ming come?"

Yang Ziwen slapped his forehead and cursed, "Damn it! How can I have less?!"

She then said: "Well, Brother Qiang, you go and do your work first, and when Jiang Ming comes over, I'll let him find you."

In less than half a minute, Yang Ziwen finished calling Jiang Ming. She shrugged her shoulders and said to Lu Kun, "Jiang Ming's unit has a temporary emergency, and the leader called him away."

Lu Kun picked up the freshly opened beer on the table, took a sip, and said, "Where does Jiang Ming work?"

"Provincial Juvenile Correctional Institute"

It wasn't until Yang Ziwen finished speaking that he realized something was wrong, "Didn't Jiang Ming tell you?"

Lu Kun raised his hand to wipe away the foam from the corners of his mouth, and said a lie, "I think I said it, but I can't remember."

Yang Ziwen looked at Lu Kun's slender figure embedded in the sofa, and his side face was sometimes bright and dark under the light, and the two sky-defying long legs made people unable to take their eyes off. Yang Ziwen couldn't help thinking that she was downstairs in the apartment. The cats I often see, the cats in Dubai are very strong, with well-developed limbs like the king of cats.

Yang Ziwen took a deep breath and felt that every pore in her body was clamoring. At this moment, she was sure that she was bewitched. . . . . .

"Yo! Sister Wenwen, did you change your boyfriend again?"

The person who spoke was a man with dyed yellow hair. Although he was dressed strangely, he was very handsome, as if he came out of a Two-dimensional comic.

Yang Ziwen's taste three months ago. . . . . .She couldn't figure it out herself.

The man's name was Guo Dongdong, who was dancing at the latte bar. He had dated Yang Ziwen several times, and Yang Ziwen forgot about him when he returned to Dubai after his vacation.

After all, Yang Ziwen has seen the world, she stretched out a hand to hook Lu Kun to her side, raised her eyebrows at Guo Dongdong, and said, "Isn't Sister Wen a handsome boyfriend?"

Guo Dongdong has been in the nightclub for many years, and Guo Dongdong is not a vegetarian. He said: "How does your bed skills compare to me? I served you comfortably back then. Who would have thought that you would not recognize anyone after you got out of bed!"

In this way, when Lu Kun's face was exposed, Yang Ziwen still couldn't hold his face anymore, she burst out with foul language, "Brother Kun is a hundred times stronger than you fucking, get out of here quickly, don't affect my mood here "

Guo Dongdong licked his face and smiled, "Sister Wenwen, don't be like this, I miss your beautiful breasts very much, they are big and round", he said and licked his lower lip.

Yang Ziwen's face turned red with anger, and just as he was about to fight back, he saw Lu Kun take off his arm, put his hands around her waist and embrace her, and said, "Would you like to show Brother Kun here that you are extraordinary?" bed skills?!"

Both of them are human beings, and after meeting their eyes, they knew what to do next, but Yang Ziwen brought himself into the role too much, she hooked Lu Kun's chin and kissed it without hesitation.

There was a lot of music in the bar, but Yang Ziwen could only hear his own heartbeat and Lu Kun's breathing next to his ear.

It's just that Lu Kun pushed Yang Ziwen away before kissing him a few times. Although his movements were light, his refusal was obvious.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ziwen didn't understand what he meant.

I saw Lu Kun returned to the same state as before, nestled on the sofa, pointing lazily with one hand, and said, "Your ex-boyfriend is gone, isn't it?"

The implication is that there is no need to perform this play again.

"..."

Yang Ziwen picked up the wine on the table and drank a large glass in one go. She saw the colorful lights flowing in the glass, and she reminisced about the kiss just now in the aroma of the wine. It was really too tempting and charming.

She swears that among the men she met in the first half of her life, no one fascinated her as much as Lu Kun, and she felt that her bottom was about to get wet. . . . . .

The tune in the bar was changed to another one, which was still deafening. Yang Ziwen picked up another glass of wine, went to Lu Kun's side, and said, "Shouldn't it be time to drink after the play?"

She puffed up her chest on purpose to make her already proud career line even more upright, and she pressed the wine glass to her chest, waiting for Lu Kun to come and get it.

I saw Lu Kun leaning forward, grabbing the wine bottle on the table with his slender fingers and refilling himself a glass, then held it up and touched Yang Ziwen, saying, "I'll do it first."

After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, not forgetting to lick the wine from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Ziwen looked at him and drank his own wine slowly.

At the gate of the provincial prison, a taxi braked suddenly and stopped.

Jiang Ming got out of the car and ran to the compound in a hurry. Ten minutes ago, he received a call from Sun Zhisheng that the prisoner named Lu Yuan was going to commit suicide.

Jiang Ming was holding the police uniform in one hand and saw Sun Zhisheng before he could put it on. He and another colleague were going out with Lu Yuan.

"What's the situation?!"

Sun Zhisheng gave Lu Yuan a hard look, and said, "I can't die, he's so good at it, I don't know where to get a blade to cut the artery, just now Nurse Li just wrapped him up, the wound is too deep, he has to Go to the hospital for stitches"

The unit's car had already been prepared outside, and the three men got Lu Yuan into the car. His wrists were still bleeding, and even then they had to be handcuffed. . . . . .

There is no way, this is a matter of principle, and no one can guarantee that he will not run away.

Jiang Ming is not familiar with this man named Lu Yuan, and there are so many prisoners in the team that he can't remember. Jiang Ming looked at him a few times, and he looks like a handsome boy. After all, he is only 15 years old, his face is not open, and his mind is not bright Mature.

"Well, why would you cut your wrists?"

Jiang Ming turned his head to Sun Zhisheng's side, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan.

Sun Zhisheng wiped off the big beads of sweat on his forehead, and said: "Two days ago, the family members visited the prison, and he was arguing to see his brother, but he couldn't see him before the visiting period, so he played this trick."

Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of what he said when he received Huang Rui's call that night, and this should be the same thing.

"I have something to tell my brother"

Jiang Ming's eyes met Lu Yuan's, his eyes were firm, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal.

Jiang Ming asked Sun Zhisheng again, "Have you notified the family?"

Sun Zhisheng: "Notice,

"His parents, or his brother?"

Lu Yuan yelled again and interjected, "I only see my brother, and no one else."

Sun Zhisheng kicked him on the calf and said, "Shut your mouth, and believe it or not, you won't even let you see ghosts!"

This time Lu Yuan listened sensibly. He glanced at Sun Zhisheng and said nothing.

Sun Zhisheng leaned into Jiang Ming's ear and whispered, "His father has passed away, and there is only his brother left in the family besides a stepmother."

It turned out to be the case.

Provincial Prison Administration General Hospital, room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

Lu Yuan was handcuffed between the bed boards with one hand. The wound on the injured wrist had already been stitched up, and the gauze was wrapped several times. The nurse had just hung a bottle of IV for him.

Jiang Ming smelled a little choked by the smell of disinfectant that filled the room. He had been standing by the window, and clusters of willow catkins were piled up outside the window sill, wrapped in gray dust, unbelievably dirty.

"Hello, may I ask if Lu Yuan is in this ward?"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Ming turned his head to look at the door, the person who came in coincided with the figure that just popped out of his mind at the moment.

"I'm his brother, Lu Kun"

Jiang Ming frowned his thick black eyebrows, and the cigarette butt in his hand was silently extinguished.

Lu Kun obviously didn't see Jiang Ming, he was standing in front of Lu Yuan's hospital bed, with Sun Zhisheng a step away beside him.

"what happened?!

Lu Yuan struggled to get up from the bed, looked at Sun Zhisheng, "Report to the police officer, can I have a private conversation with my brother?"

With a bang, the wind blew open the half-opened window.

Jiang Ming turned around and walked towards the hospital bed.

"no!"

Lu Kun raised his eyes upon hearing the sound.

He was surprised at first, but he didn't make that gesture on purpose, he knew very well in his heart that Jiang Ming didn't even look at him.

Sun Zhisheng added after Jiang Ming: "This is our rule!"

"Jiang Ming, what a coincidence, Wen Wen and I were drinking, and you called me."

Wenwen?Jiang Ming thought that he would only call Yang Ziwen that way when he was in a good mood, and listened to Lu Kun's tone of voice. . . . . .It seems that the injured person has nothing to do with him.

"Your brother is trying to commit suicide. You have to have a good talk with him. What we can do is limited. We still have to rely on the cooperation of family members to provide psychological counseling."

Every sentence is very official, and it is enough to widen the distance between them.

Lu Kun stopped being boring, he pulled a round stool beside the bed and sat down, crossed his legs, hugged his arms together, and lowered his head without looking at Lu Yuan.

"You can, even the police can't control you now, can you?!"

"elder brother......"

"Don't make trouble anymore, and don't let the prison call me again. I'm busy and don't have time to see you"

Hearing this, Jiang Ming and Sun Zhisheng exchanged glances. It was obvious that Sun Zhisheng knew more than him.

Lu Kun stood up and brushed the folds of his clothes twice, as if he wanted to leave

Seeing this, Lu Yuan grabbed him, "Brother, trust me once, okay?"

The voice trembled violently. . . . . .

"How can I believe you after the court has sentenced you?!"

Lu Yuan's knuckles turned white, and he gripped even tighter, "Brother, I really didn't commit a crime! Zhou Yun came to the house to look for you drunk that day, and I told you that you had moved out, but she didn't believe it and insisted on breaking in." , if I fucking lie to you, I will die badly"

Lu Kun looked directly into Lu Yuan's eyes for two seconds, and said word by word: "You mean you didn't have sex with Zhou Yun, right? You didn't bite the hickey on her body, did you?"

Lu Yuan let go of Lu Kun's arm, lowered his head, speechless for a while.

Lu Kun laughed, with disdain mixed with sarcasm.