I suspect you are not a good student

According to the agreement, the two children did not have late self-study and finished school early on Saturday night. As soon as the four of them met at home, they drove to the gate of the third jail in Hong Kong City.

This was the first time Zhou Shiyi came here. After passing the tunnel, he sat in the car and looked at the desolate surroundings for a while: "I always thought that prison visits must be on weekdays."

In fact, the environment here is better than he imagined, but it is remote and less populated. You can’t see the high-rise buildings of modern cities, but the conditions are not bad. If you don’t look at the plaques hung on both sides of the third prison, he probably only I thought this was an ordinary government department, and I wouldn't think about prison at all.

"The visiting regulations vary from place to place. Generally, it is only open on weekdays, but in Hong Kong, as long as it is not a statutory holiday, it is fine."

Although Xie Chuhong never once nodded and agreed to Yan Ruoruo's visit, he knew what he should know.

For example, prison visits can only be made once a month, and only to the immediate family members of the prisoner, regardless of the number of people. However, it is a common practice in various places now that friends of the prisoner can also go with their relatives.

So this time with Xie Chuhong present, Qiu Yun and Zhou Shiyi could actually enter together, but they discussed that this was the first time Xie Chuhong had seen Xie Hecheng in a long time, and at least they would give the father and son a chance to meet alone.

So the car parked on the side of the curb, Qiu Yun took Zhou Shiyi to the opposite side to eat the pizza and egg tarts she had been thinking about, leaving Zhou Changde to take Xie Chuhong inside.

Seeing that it was Zhou Changde who came, the security guard let him go with a few simple nods, without asking any more questions.

Xie Chuhong followed in through the door, feeling that the prison was at best a bit colder, but the atmosphere was not as gloomy as he had imagined. Waiting for them inside were security personnel in uniform.

Except for letter paper, prison visitors are not allowed to bring anything outside.

There is a supermarket in the prison, and you can send money to the inmates to buy what you want. The prices are somewhat more expensive than outside, but they are still within acceptable limits.

Xie Chuhong found that everyone seemed to know Zhou Changde, and the body search focused more on his face.

"Is this the son of number 1168?"

Zhou Changde nodded with a smile: "I'll be in trouble later."

Xie Chuhong glanced at him, not knowing exactly what trouble meant.

But the two inspectors seem to be easy to talk: "Small matter, 1168 has been here for three years, and we finally met the son he has been talking about for so long. The temperament is really exactly the same. This year is a third year in high school?"

Zhou Changde touched Xie Chuhong without a trace.

Xie Chuhong cooperated with the inspection and obediently complied.

But the man suddenly sighed with emotion: "The college entrance examination will not be long. It's good to come and see it once. Your father has always missed you very much. Every time he visits the prison, he waits for us to tell him that you are coming."

Xie Chuhong was a little taken aback when he heard that, the prison guard's thoughtful tone of knowing everything about his family was almost so familiar.

After the inspection, the prison guard casually pointed in: "You don't need to say hello, you take him in, and the time will start counting when you come out."

"grateful."

Zhou Changde led Xie Chuhong to open the door of the examination room. In front of him was a long corridor leading to the interview room.

"You can't visit the prison for more than half an hour. I'll bring you in later. The two of you will talk alone. The prison guard will watch by you, so don't feel uncomfortable."

"Are they so familiar with all the prisoners held here?" Xie Chuhong finally found a chance to ask.

Zhou Changde laughed: "Of course not."

"Is that uncle because he comes here often? It feels like they...really a little familiar."

The prison in Hong Kong City allows lawyers to visit the prison alone.

But Zhou Changde pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a smile: "I know me not because I come here often, but because Hecheng has a good relationship with them."

Xie Chuhong was stunned.

"The general prison guards do have a deep impression on the inmates who visit the prison every month, but you also know in Crane City that when you want to please people, you are still very good at being human. The prison guards here have a good relationship with him, and even treat me Take care too."

Zhou Changde usually discusses with Yan Ruoruo.

In the months when Yan Ruoruo doesn't come, no matter how busy he is at work, he will definitely find time to come.Even the number of times he watched Xie Hecheng was actually much higher than Yan Ruoruo.

After all, they are people with other families, and once a quarter is considered too much.

Xie Chuhong looked at the door that was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't tell what mood he was in.

Before coming here, he thought he would be a little more angry, but in fact he was not. The closer he was to the meeting room, the calmer his state of mind became, as if he had already accepted the current situation caused by Xie Hecheng's actions rationally, but he was still unwilling to let it go emotionally. open.

When Xie Chuhong raised his hand and pushed open the door, the man was already sitting behind the thick glass.

The entire meeting room was divided into two halves, one with five small windows, a total of three rooms, all the way to the other end. Each window was separated by a partition, and a telephone was installed for communication. The opposite was standing behind Xie Hecheng Among the prison guards, there was only one figure of a man sitting there, and the rest were all empty.

Unexpectedly by Xie Chuhong, several windows were opened on the wall of the meeting room, which gave the last chance for the sunset glow to shine directly on the man.

He didn't look haggard or stooped, the man kept himself clean even in prison.

Xie Chuhong will come today, no one gave him a notice, but he can't even find a stubble on his face, but he is a little thinner, his hairstyle has changed into a straight line, and even the person on his back is more energetic than before, and he still can't tell his age .

Zhou Changde patted Xie Chuhong on the back, took him to the window and sat down: "You talk on the phone, I'll wait for you outside."

Xie Chuhong nodded slightly.

He could clearly feel that since he came in, Xie Hecheng's eyes were fixed on him non-stop, with light in his eyes.

But he couldn't force himself to make any expression, he just stared at the person numbly, and then put the microphone on the partition to his ear, until the person on the other side shouted "Chuhong" dumbly, his heart suddenly remembered to beat.

The mixed flavors that flooded into my heart at that moment made Xie Chuhong wait for a long time to spit out the title contained in his throat.

"dad......"

The moment Xie Hecheng heard his voice, he wanted to cover his eyes, but he couldn't bear to miss the few seconds when he could see his son.

Those belly drafts that have been typed countless times for this moment, I just couldn't remember a sentence, I just asked: "How are you doing recently..."

Xie Chuhong's only thought about Xie Hecheng in the past few years was that when he took the wrong first step, he didn't remember that he had a family, let alone that he had a son named Xie Chuhong.

If you remember, how could you be willing to be wrong?

So he didn't expect that just a pale and cliché opening sentence would be enough for him to regain the feeling that the man in front of him was his father.

The young man's voice was very calm: "Except for the transfer test and failing the test, everything is okay."

Xie Hecheng tried his best to speak a complete sentence smoothly: "Changde and Qiuyun... took good care of you. You have grown taller and matured."

Obviously his appearance hasn't changed since he left, but he always feels that something is different.

Xie Chuhong: "Uncles and aunts are very kind to me, just like my own."

In fact, it wasn't just Xie Hecheng, he also forgot all the words he had prepared in his heart.

He thought that the meeting between the two of them would be special, but only now did he realize later that they were just one of countless ordinary father and son pairs, and there was no difference.

Xie Hecheng: "Your mother said that you have something that you can't solve recently that is very depressing."

Xie Chuhong grinned silently, as if he finally talked about a topic that made him happy: "Let's put this question at the end. I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it, and you will waste these three or ten minutes doing psychological construction."

Compared to Yan Ruoruo, he is not afraid to tell Xie Hecheng about his sexual orientation.

Not only was he not afraid, but he even looked forward to what this person would look like when he knew that he had fucked his best friend's son—a kind of pleasure of revenge.

Xie Hecheng followed the good advice: "Okay then, I heard that you threw away all the letters I wrote and didn't even read them."

Apart from prison visits, correspondence is the only way the prison can communicate with the outside world. Although Xie Chuhong didn't visit him, he wrote quite a few letters to Xie Chuhong.

Yan Ruoruo also said that Xie Chuhong really didn't watch it at all, but he never gave up.

"Mom is afraid that I will throw it away, so she won't take the initiative to give it to me now." Xie Chuhong confessed to his bad behavior.

In the past, Xie Hecheng was the only person he could honestly express "evil". Later, when Xie Hecheng was gone, his exit also disappeared, until Zhou Shiyi appeared.

"What about Zhou Shiyi, why didn't he come with you this time. Both Changde and Ruoruo said that the two of you get along very well, and you helped him improve his grades a lot, and we want to go to Beijing together in the future."

Xie Hecheng didn't hide his curiosity about this child who could get along well with his son.

Lawyer Zhou didn't know what was wrong, and he kept saying nothing and refused to show him the photos, only asking him to come out and see if he wanted to.

The corners of Xie Chuhong's mouth curled up slightly: "Tiyi has improved, but he is still far from Beijing, and he did not do well in the exam this time."

"But I'm not in a bad mood." Xie Hecheng stared at the first smile he showed before he came in.

"I'm not in a bad mood." Xie Chuhong must have finished repeating, his voice seemed to soften a bit, "I don't do well in the exam, but I feel at ease in my heart. How can I always be good."

But Xie Hecheng suddenly asked: "Then has he got a girlfriend? Your mother said that he is tall and handsome, and he is completely different from Zhou Changde."

This is a question that doesn't "make sense".

Time seemed to be vacuumed at this moment, Xie Hecheng was still someone who understood him after three years of absence.

"Why don't you ask me if I have a girlfriend?"

Xie Hecheng said firmly: "Because I don't think there is anything to worry about at your age. I can only think about emotional problems, but you are not someone who will worry about your girlfriend."

"So you think I'll be depressed about his girlfriend?" Xie Chuhong laughed.

Xie Hecheng: "Actually, I am a little psychologically prepared, you can tell me directly."

Since Yan Ruoruo told him last month, this matter has been on his mind all the time, because he found that Yan Ruoruo's condition is also very bad, Xie Chuhong now still says that he prepared blindly.

"No one told you at all, what are you preparing for?"

"No one told me."

This was something that made Xie Hecheng very unhappy, and he had to admit it: "But it's not that no one has told you that as soon as you mention that bastard Zhou Changde, your eyes will change."

Just like I watch your mother.

Can't go wrong.