The wicked have their own evil

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Chi faced the mirror and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes.

After Zhang Tao got married, he seemed to be addicted to shopping. He had to buy clothes for the two old men, and he thought his clothes three years ago were not good to wear.

The suit he's wearing now was bought by Zhang Tao for him. It's a round-neck light blue sweater and jeans, which make him look more dashing.

He sighed softly, picked him up and let him out of prison, he couldn't dress too casually.

He visited Chengyi in prison last week and promised to pick him up today.

As soon as he tidied himself up, he heard a knock on the door. He walked over and opened the door, only to see Zitong.

Zi Tong's eyes swept over him, Bing Ning's eyes were a little bloodshot, looked at him coldly, and pushed him back into the room unpredictably.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Chi asked with a frown.

Zitong's voice was cold, and he asked every single word: "Where are you going?"

Zhang Chi looked at the time and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Zi Tong's eyes were cold, his throat rolled, and he asked word by word: "Are you going to find Cheng Yi?"

Zhang Chi frowned, and wanted to ask him how he knew, but he seemed to have thought of something, and he asked tentatively, "Was it you who followed me last week?"

When he went to visit the prison last week, he always felt that there was a car following him. At first he thought it was an illusion, but he became more and more suspicious. The car was clearly coming towards him, but he didn't have time to identify it. just left.

Zitong didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

Zhang Chi looked up at him and asked, "You're crazy, why are you following me?"

Zitong pursed her lips slightly, "You don't want to see me."

When Zhang Chi heard this, he was really annoyed.

"I don't want to see you, so you're just here to play stalking?" Zhang Chi asked, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Zitong was a little dumb: "I just..."

"Then what are you doing now, knowing that I will pick someone up?"

"Pick him up?" Zitong was taken aback, "Is he going to be released from prison?"

Zi Tong has even done wiretapping tracking and so on, he really doesn't believe he doesn't know.

Zitong was silent for a while, his eyes were as cold as Yanshuang mountain snow, his thin lips were pale, "Then, what about me?"

Zhang Chi frowned, not understanding what he meant.

Zi Tong knew who Cheng Yi was, his brain seemed to be congested with blood, his usual indifferent demeanor was gone, but now he was carrying a fierce haze and wind barrier.

"I did it, but you turned a blind eye." Zitong looked at him, chewing through his gums and said, "You just waited for him to be released from prison, so that you can live together and fly together, right?"

As he spoke, his eyes started to turn red.He is very jealous now, he didn't expect that Zhang Chi would have an "acquaintance" in prison in the past few years.

Zhang Chi was a little dumbfounded, he never expected that these words would come out of his mouth, and said coldly: "Get out."

"Zhang Chi." Zitong grabbed his arm, bit his lips, and then said, "Don't go."

What he wanted was the old Zhang Chi who had been coaxing him to be nice to him, not the current him, calling him to leave in an indifferent tone.

Zitong's eye sockets were a little red, his peach blossom eyes had never been mixed with any filth, they were clean and clear, and now they seemed to be tinged with fear.

One thing has to be said, Zitong is very good at using his eyes.

Zhang Chi turned his face away, and after a long pause, he said, "I have to go, do you want to stop me?" He moved his Adam's apple, and continued, "How can I be stopped, like before, and imprisoned again?"

Zitong froze, Zhang Chi never forgot what happened three years ago.

"I won't do this again," he said.

Zhang Chi smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "People are not seven-second goldfish, they always have memories."

Every word he said now was like a needle piercing him.Zhang Chi left beside him, he looked at him coldly, and asked calmly, "Zhang Chi, do you still remember what you said before?"

Zhang Chi paused for a while, then left indifferently.

-

The timing was just right, when Zhang Chi came to the gate of the prison, he happened to see Cheng Yi coming out of the gate.

Zhang Chi grinned, waved, and called him over.

"Brother Chi." Cheng Yi opened his eyes excitedly, ran over and hugged Zhang Chi fiercely.

Zhang Chi seemed to have thought of something, subconsciously looked around, and hurriedly pulled him away, "Okay, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry," Cheng Yi grinned softly, and whispered, "I'm just happy for a while, brother, don't be angry."

Zhang Chi said: "How can I be angry, I will take you to have a meal."

Cheng Yi nodded vigorously, "Okay."

Zhang Chi found a restaurant, and after eating, he found that it was already pouring rain outside.His heart skipped a beat, and there seemed to be uneasiness in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Brother Chi?" Cheng Yi asked.

"It's okay." Zhang Chi shook his head.

Zhang Chi's emotions are a bit complicated now, and he can't help but look outside. The heavy rain is pouring down, and small puddles will be formed on the ground.

When Zitong asked him, he knew what day it was, and he also knew what he had said.

Zhang Chi lightly clenched his fists and placed them on his knees.

Today is the death day of Zitong's mother and grandmother.He said before that every year on this day, he would not let Zitong go to the cemetery alone to see his family.

He thought, I'm afraid it can't be done.

When the rain stopped, he drove past the place where Zitong lived.He knew where Zitong lived, and he had given him the address when his car was repaired.

He frowned, looked up, and found that the lights where Zitong lived were not turned on.

"Brother Chi, what's wrong?" Cheng Yi asked.

Zhang Chi came back to his senses, shook his head, "It's okay."

Cheng Yi hesitated, and continued to ask: "Where do I want to live?"

Zhang Chi said, "I found you a hotel, which is very close to mine."

Cheng Yi was silent for a while, and asked, "Can't I live at your place?"

"What do you do at my place? We deal with cars every day, so it's very dirty." Zhang Chi smiled.

"I can learn it, Brother Chi." Cheng Yi said anxiously.

Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to learn?"

"It's okay to repair the car, or anything else." Cheng Yi said.

Zhang Chi said: "You should have a better way to go."

Cheng Yi bit his lip, lowered his head and said: "What way can I go, I have been in prison, and my life is like this."

"You are very smart and intelligent," Zhang Chi said seriously, "Chengyi, you will still find your own path."

After Zhang Chi delivered Cheng Yi, he sat in the driver's seat without moving.He rubbed his eyebrows, an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart, which he couldn't get out of.

He looked out through the window, suddenly scratched the back of his head irritably, and simply drove to the vicinity of Zitong.

He looked up and saw that the lights in the room were still dim.

He checked the time, it was nine o'clock in the evening.It is impossible for Zitong to sleep at this time, besides, today is a special day.

He thought impetuously about the cigarette, turned over on his body, and remembered that he forgot to bring the cigarette case today.

The rain was falling, and the dim street lamps made a soft sound when it fell.Zhang Chi frowned, remembering that Zitong also walked back in the heavy rain three years ago, he picked up an umbrella and opened the car door.

He saw a familiar figure, with his head on his knees, sitting alone on a stone bench behind a street lamp.

Zhang Chi paused and walked over slowly.

Zitong looked very cold, his whole body was trembling, he clenched his fists and put his hands in his arms. After hearing steady footsteps, he slowly raised his head and saw Zhang Chi.