Zhou Shao of Rebirth

This is a detoxification center in the suburbs of Beishi. Not far from the detoxification center is the largest prison in the city. The people of Beishi regard this place as a forbidden place, even in the scorching summer. A gloom.

"Crack" the heavy iron door opened from the outside, and a man in a neat suit walked in, followed by a middle-aged man in a white coat and two young men in black.

With the sunlight coming in from the small iron window, the man in the suit found his target without any mistake. There was a bed less than one meter wide in a dark corner, and a crooked figure on the bed was facing him.

The man in the suit took a few steps forward and stopped in the middle of the room. Behind him, one of the young men in black swiftly moved a chair and put it behind him. His posture looked like a triad.

"Drag the man here!" the man in the suit lit a cigarette and ordered in a cold voice.

It was obvious that the person on the bed trembled, then jumped up like a frightened bird, and fled to the corner.

But the room is only more than ten square meters in total. Except for a bed, there is only a table and a chair. There is no place to hide. underfoot.

The man in the suit lifted the man's chin with his shiny black leather shoes, exhaled a smoke ring and said, "Young Master Zhou, is life in the drug rehabilitation center easier?"

The man half lying on the ground was forced to raise his head, revealing a pale face. It was obvious that he was not very old, around thirty, with high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and a pointed chin. He was so thin that he almost lost his human shape. , but still can see a little handsome shadow.

A trace of fear and resentment flashed in the man's eyes, then he licked his dry and cracked lips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xia Jingzhe! What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Xia Jingzhe's eyes burst into a strong color of madness, he kicked the man's chest, and said viciously: "Don't you already know? I want you to live, no, like, die!"

The man's thin body with only a handful of bones could not bear the force. He rolled around on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Ahem..." There was a dull pain in his chest, but the man felt that the pain was not from his body. He slowly supported his body and knelt on the cold ground, "Xia Jingzhe, I owe you my life. You want to kill me!" You can cut it if you want, please let the Zhou family go!"

Zhou Heng could feel that he had reached his limit. In this secluded small house that was almost isolated from the world, he repeated the process of taking drugs, quitting drugs, taking drugs again, and quitting drugs again, wandering between heaven and hell, from the initial resistance to From the obedience later to the despair now, he has completely learned to bow his head.

No one will come to save him. Zhou Heng understood this fact during the day-to-day waiting. Now he is only worried that this man will implicate the entire Zhou family because of him.

That crumbling family might not be able to withstand any blow, right?

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Young Master Zhou would still care about his family one day! If Mr. Zhou and Minister Zhou are alive in heaven, I'm afraid they have to thank me for my 'careful' training, right?"

"What did you say?" A great panic fell in his heart. Zhou Heng rushed over and grabbed Xia Jingzhe by the collar, but was pushed away when his fingers just touched his clothes. He fell to the ground and roared: "Xia, Jingzhe!" , Zhe! What did you do to my dad?"

Xia Jingzhe patted the place where he was touched, his gloomy face was almost dripping water, but after a few seconds, he suddenly laughed, "That's what you heard, your dad...was already in prison yesterday. committed suicide."

Something slipped from the corner of his eyes, and Zhou Heng wept silently. He didn't know who he was crying for. There was sadness, but it was not as strong as remorse. At this moment, apart from hating his past absurdity and incompetence, Lian Xia actually Zhe couldn't hate it either.

Xia Jingzhe stared at Zhou Heng's empty eyes, feeling not at ease in his heart, let alone the pleasure of revenge.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he twitched a cigarette from the cigarette case to light it. The strong nicotine entered his lungs, slightly suppressing the panic in his heart.

He suddenly didn't want to continue pestering like this anymore, so what if he saw Zhou Heng in pain?Can Tan Ling survive?In order to avenge Tan Ling, he worked carefully for ten years, and finally uprooted the big tree of the Zhou family. He fulfilled the vow he made in front of Tan Ling's tomb, and made Zhou Heng feel that his family was ruined and his life was worse than death.

He thought, let's end here...

He winked at the white coat beside him, but the other party only hesitated for a moment before walking towards Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng looked at the person walking towards him without focus, and he didn't even have a trace of fear in his heart, as if he had persisted for so long just to wait for this day.

But when the metallic needle approached him, he resisted instinctively.

"Hold him down!"

The cold liquid was slowly poured into his body. Zhou Heng clenched his fists tightly and stared fixedly at Xia Jingzhe. His head was empty and he couldn't think of anything.

Half a minute later, his body began to convulse, and it hurt!Pain into the bone marrow!He bit his lip and didn't make a sound until he felt his body temperature getting lower and lower.

He curled up on the ground and said word by word: "Xia Jingzhe... the thing I, Zhou Heng, regret the most in my life is... falling in love with you..."

Xia Jingzhe lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, only the hands on his lap trembled slightly, revealing his restless mind.

"This life... I will pay it to Tan Ling... If there is an afterlife... I will definitely not..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Heng's eyes lost their luster.

won't what? ...won't fall in love with you or won't hurt that person?Xia Jingzhe didn't know, and didn't want to know. In fact, he felt relieved. The hatred was like a boulder, weighing on his heart for ten years. Until this moment, it was over...

The narrow room seemed to have been drained of air, and it was so dull and suffocating. Xia Jingzhe didn't know how long he sat there. He got up and walked to the cold corpse, and sat down slowly.

Stretching out his hand to close his eyes, Xia Jingzhe said to himself: "Zhou Heng, if there is an afterlife, I hope you will be reborn in an ordinary family, so that you will have no right to do evil and harm others and yourself... I'm sorry, your love... ...I can't afford it, and I dare not ask for it..."