for the glory abo

The ruthless warden has an unusual obsession with the prison autonomy plan he formulated.After a short and boring conversation, Randall immediately took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him again.Ai Jin secretly scolded this person in his heart, he was just like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, he didn't know how to be flexible.

People with sensitive minds are often able to detect the gazes of others, and Ai Jin is one of them.He walked in front of Randall, and he always felt that Randall's eyes were staring at his back, making him feel like a thorn in his back and uncomfortable.Coupled with the restraint on the wrist, I feel even more depressed.

Ai Jin drooped his head, looking dejected, and said helplessly, "Dear Mr. Warden, is it your special hobby to put handcuffs on prisoners?"

"No." Randall denied it coldly, "I repeat, this is just a management method. Not everyone has special hobbies, I hope you know."

"Here it comes again—" Aikin said frantically, "Aren't you tired of talking like this? You can relax a little, really!"

"I've always been like this, you should know best." Randall said.

Indeed, Randall has always had this temper after he was transferred from the administrative position of the Ministry of Justice to the Viksin Prison under the Corrections Bureau, and he has been known for it. The wardens of other prisons also felt that he was too strict and upright. Suggestions were made to him, but Randall did not intend to change his temper.Even when Akin presented him with a medal, he was unsmiling.

What a waste of a handsome face, a waste of money.Ai Jin couldn't help sighing.

The two arrived at Aikin's cell in silence. When Randall uncuffed him, Aikin suddenly said to him, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"What?" Randall paused slightly as he was turning the key, and looked up at him.

Ai Jin pursed his lips, with complex emotions in his eyes: "I want to ask you to buy a book for me."

Randall replied, "Yes, tell me the title and publisher."

"Hmm...it's "I and My Glory" by Zishan Publishing House." Ai Jin stammered, and smiled awkwardly, "It should be released on June 6. Didn't I just happen to be detained that day? If you come in, you won’t be able to catch up with the release date.”

In fact, it is not a big deal to read books in prison. Randall didn't want to ask too much, but when he heard the title of the book, he still asked one more question: "Is it the one written by Dunn Hawke?"

Akin nodded.

Randall didn't know what was going on with him, and he was a little speechless.He was silent for a while before responding: "Okay, I'll bring it to you the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you." There was a smile in Aijin's bright eyes. He leaned in front of Randall, raised his face and kissed Randall's cheek quickly, and explained, "It's just a kiss." It's just a cheek salute, don't think too much."

"You are not allowed to do this in the future." Randall's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't know whether he was out of breath or out of embarrassment, and he closed the door of the cell with a dark handsome face.He didn't leave immediately, but stood outside the door, took a deep breath, raised his hand and squeezed the space between his brows.

Ridiculous, ludicrous, illogical.

He commented on what happened tonight like this in his heart, thinking angrily, Aijin asked him for the book, but kissed him again, that kiss was not meant to express thanks at all.Ai Jin did it on purpose. While trying to seduce him, he told him that he could no longer hold anyone in his heart.

In the final analysis, the fact that Aikin was imprisoned in Viksin Prison was a mistake in itself, and Randall did not expect this accident at all.He thought that the relationship between him and Ai Jin would always be at an appropriate distance, but this accident brought them closer forcefully, making him have to face Ai Jin day and night, and had to face the truth hidden deep in his heart. Years of sordid longing.

It just sucks.

Randall returned to the room where Akin and Garfield were lingering not long ago, grabbed the black suit he put on the table, and threw it into the trash can.

Somewhat discouraged, he picked up the chair that was lying on the ground, and was about to leave here, when the all-in-one communication device on his wrist suddenly vibrated.

A blue light screen was projected above the all-in-one machine. Looking at the caller ID on it, Randall's already bad mood fell to the bottom.He pressed the answer button, and an amiable male voice came from the communicator: "Randall, how are you doing recently?"

"Thanks to you, it's very bad." Randall said coldly, "There is no need for greetings, please tell me straight to the point in the future."

The person on the other end was not angry, and still smiled with a good temper: "Hahahaha, it's nothing serious, I just want to know about Li Xisite's situation."

Randall sneered contemptuously: "He was bitten by your brown-haired dog just now, and he was injured all over. You must not be unaware of this."

"They had an old relationship. Of course I won't stop Garfield from looking for him." The man said in a reasonable tone, "I don't have to kill Li Xister, if he is willing To be Garfield's good helper and to contribute to the Ba'ath party is of course a joy for all."

"This script sounds terrible." Randall said mercilessly.

The man said briskly: "But people like this kind of script. The former Minister of Justice was imprisoned, so he could only commit himself to marry the current Minister of Justice as his wife, and begged his husband to cleanse him of his sins. What a gimmick."

The old man is always so disgusting.Randall frowned, and the disgust in his tone was undisguised: "He won't follow your script, Charlie."

"Randall, you shouldn't call me by my name, you should call me father." Charlie's attitude suddenly changed, and his tone became severe, "If Li Xister refuses to bow his head, I won't tolerate him. "

He continued to add: "Of course, I won't let you do anything, because you are my son and you can't get your hands dirty. Randall, you just need to stand by."

"You should know that I'm not the same person as you." Randall almost gritted his teeth.

"But you can only choose to stand by, my son." Charlie laughed again, "If you give him a chance to stand up, he will not only take revenge on me, but also you in the end. Li Xisite is not that kind Omega is soft-hearted, but his heart is hard."

"Randall, no matter how you hide in the ends of the earth, no matter how you separate yourself from me, you are my son. We can only be grasshoppers on the same boat."

Randall heard anger surging in his chest, and cut off the communication unbearably.

He opened the narrow window in the room with iron bars, and the night sea breeze came in from there, making his head ache.He hated that he had been born the son of a vile politician.