Prison situation

In Island Prison, the presence of fallen dragons is very different.Most of the time of the day, except for eating in the restaurant, he would stay in his cell and read quietly.As for the daily wind release period, unless the sun is shining that day, he will take a book and bask in the sun outside the wind release field. On cloudy days, he will not go to the wind release field to breathe.

This solitary style made many prisoners more curious about his identity.

From the outside, everyone thinks that he should be a handsome young man.But his frightening skill has to be re-examined.

And Zhu Ye, who was in the same cell as him, may be "the one who is close to the vermilion is red, and the one who is close to the ink is black", and he also read a lot of books.

As far as Zhu Ye is concerned, getting along with the fallen dragon is quite harmonious.

Although Zhu Ye has been thinking recently whether he has offended the other party.

For example, in the infirmary, in order to be able to talk to Leon, he invited the fallen dragon who had saved him away; or for example, in Lawrence's cell, the fallen dragon obviously came to rescue him with good intentions. But he didn't appreciate it very much.

Zhu Ye thought that Falling Dragon would think that he was ignorant of flattery, but the other party didn't seem to care about it.

The atmosphere between the two of them in the cell was mostly silent.Generally speaking, unless Fallen Dragon took the initiative to speak, the two of them rarely spoke.And when Zhu Ye usually wanted to say something to Falling Dragon, he would stare at him intently, thinking about how to speak.At this time, the fallen dragon would usually see through his thoughts and speak out first.

"What do you want to say?" Falling Dragon looked at the book and asked casually.

"..." Zhu Ye hesitated, "It's nothing..."

The fallen dragon just smiled and said nothing.

Zhu Ye looked at him quietly for a while before opening his mouth, "Actually, I thought you would be angry..."

"Angry?" Fallen Dragon laughed, "What are you referring to?"

Zhu Ye stared at him with a smile.The latter obviously had a black-bellied expression of "I know it very well, but I just want you to say it yourself".

Zhu Ye was deeply speechless, "Last time... about the matter with the Xibang, what I did..."

"Do you think I'll think you didn't show mercy to me?" Fallen Dragon didn't care, "I don't mind, because that's your idea, your choice. I just respect your choice."

Zhu Ye blinked, surprised by the fallen dragon who said those words.

After a while, he smiled lightly, "Thank you..."

"Lawrence," Fallen Dragon cut across the subject, "has he troubled you recently?"

"No." Zhu Ye pondered, "I may be working as the warden recently, and I seldom see him. He didn't ask me to speed up the next plan."

In the past few days, the days have been too quiet, as calm as a lake.But it was this kind of tranquility that made Zhu Ye a little uneasy.

Falling Dragon looked at him silently, closed the book in his hand, got up and walked to Zhu Ye.

"Zu Ye." Falling Dragon's slender fingertips gently brushed Zhu Yeliang's brown bangs, "This doesn't seem like something Lawrence would do. Since he has made it clear that he is interested in you, he certainly won't Standing idly by."

"You said he was interested in me?" Zhu Ye smiled lightly, "I think it should be that he is interested in the schemes in my mind."

Falling Dragon smiled lightly, "How is the injury on your hand?"

"It's almost healed." Zhu Ye looked at the scar on his arm.The light brown scars are branded on the skin, and everything of that day seems to be still vivid in his mind.

The corner of the falling dragon's eye also caught the bruise, and he sighed indistinctly, "Unfortunately, there are traces left..."

"It's okay." Zhu Ye smiled lightly, "If you survived, you are already very lucky."

Falling Dragon turned to look at Zhu Ye playfully, and asked, "Why didn't you want to kill that man at that time? Whether it's for yourself or to protect your Raben, shouldn't you kill him sooner?"

"You think so?" Zhu Ye lowered his eyes, "I just don't think the meaning of killing him will change. Anyway, after passing through your hands, he will never have the guts to assassinate me again. If this is the case, there is no need to kill him .At least, it won't do me any harm to keep him."

Falling Dragon smiled, "Zhu Ye, it's hard to imagine that someone like you would be a member of the mafia. You know, people in the mafia are usually ruthless and ruthless."

"I just don't think it's necessary to kill people who can't threaten me." Zhuo Ye said, "If you can deprive one less person of life, why do you want to get more blood on your hands?"

"This is your principle of doing things?" Fallen Dragon raised his eyebrows.

"Well..." Zhuo Ye said lightly, "As long as it doesn't harm me and if I can kill one less person in my hands, I will do so."

Falling Dragon just smiled back, elegant and extravagant.He said, "Zu Ye, sometimes you should be cruel to others."

After finishing speaking, he raised Zhu Ye's arm immediately.When he was unprepared, he pressed a kiss on the shallow scar.

Zhu Ye was shocked and froze suddenly.

He was dumbfounded, and there was some confusion in his slightly widened eyes.

"Zu Ye," Falling Dragon asked softly, with an intoxicating misty breath in his eyes as dark as night, "Did you hate that kiss just now?"

Zhu Ye stayed for a few seconds before replying, "I'm just surprised..."

Falling Dragon smiled, what caught his eyes was some kind of inevitable.And his smile, from Zhu Ye's point of view, was intriguing.

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During the day's free time, Lawrence would play a few hands of poker with the table occupied by his partners.However, in recent days, he changed to smoking a cigarette on the bench in the stands to relax.From time to time, also walk around.

And when he walked to a corner of the barbed wire fence and saw the botanical garden that was almost completed, he felt that the warden was full and had nothing to do.

Although the warden and prison guards are the bosses of Island Prison, it doesn't mean that Lawrence is really afraid of them.After all, it would do him no good to offend the prison guards.But if the prison guards are aggressive, Lawrence will not just catch him.Therefore, the tense balance in the middle is maintained by the unspoken rules of both sides.

Lawrence looks cold, but in fact he has a violent personality.

He didn't care about being locked up in a single room, let alone dying.In addition, his identity and connection with the mafia became very special, so even if the prison guards saw him very unhappy, they would not be so stupid as to provoke him.

Half leaning against the barbed wire, Lawrence smoked leisurely, and suddenly caught a familiar figure in his eyes.

It was Zhu Ye and Leon.

Lawrence stood there quietly, watching them with interest.

It may be that they just finished the work, and the two took a rest under the tree.Leon closed his eyes and fell asleep, while Zhu Ye quietly looked up at the sky.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the golden sun cuts through the clouds and sprinkles on the ground like gold.

Zhu Ye squinted his eyes, like a Persian cat basking in the sun, lazy and beautiful.

After a while, Zhu Ye opened his eyes, and turned to look at Leon who was asleep beside him.As if the kitten saw something novel, it would scratch it a few times with its small paws.Zhu Ye stretched out his index finger and poked Leon, seeing that the other party didn't respond, Zhu Ye laughed.

Touching the dazzling blond hair, which is as gorgeous as gold, under the slightly hot sun, a trace of warmth passing through the fingers gently ironed the slightly wrinkled heart.

Zhu Ye leaned over slightly, brought his face closer, and stared at Leon intently, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Then, in an extremely slow moment, it impacted someone's soul.

Zhu Ye gently held Leon's face, and kissed Leon's lips softly.

An action that couldn't be simpler, but it freezes in the eyes of Lawrence, but it is like the butterfly effect derived from the butterfly flapping its wings lightly.

The extremely short moment, yet so slow and deadly, was so clearly embedded in a corner of the memory that it stayed for a while.

Zhu Ye kissed Leon carefully and cautiously, as if secretly kissing the master's white cat while the master was asleep.It's obviously just a moment in the blink of an eye, but it really makes people feel what it means to be lingering.The air seems to be dyed with a flawless streamer, overflowing with gentleness.

The kiss that only stayed on the lips made Lawrence's inexplicable heart skip a beat.

He liked Zhu Ye's action.It seemed that he saw the other side's different side again.Peel off the indifferent skin, and see the truth covered under the alienation.

Lawrence thought, he really won't be bored...

When Leon woke up, he naturally wouldn't know that Zhu Ye had kissed him.

While he was waiting for the other prisoners to finish their bath and fell asleep, a prison guard called him, saying that someone was visiting the prison.

Leon thought it was John, his good friend who lived and died together, but when he saw the person who came, he was taken aback.

"Teacher!?" Leon was very pleasantly surprised, but he also couldn't understand why the other party came all the way here to see him.

The man who became a teacher by Leon was nearly fifty years old, but he seemed to have a strong body.He was Leon's original teacher and also Leon's boss.Although they are no longer in this relationship because of the promotion, Leon still respectfully calls him his teacher as always-a teacher for one day and a father for life.

The middle-aged man smiled at Leon and said, "I came to see you specially. I think you must be a target of criticism here because of your personality?"

Leon sneered, "You know I'm just straight..."

"Leon," the middle-aged man motioned for Leon to sit down, "I don't believe that you will kill people. There must be some difficulties? John is always vague when he faces my questioning."

Leon listened and understood that John was hesitant to anyone now.After all, before the truth came out, in John's view, everyone around him was suspicious.

But Leon is willing to believe in his most respected teacher.

"Teacher, the prison guards are taking good care of me, is it because you made connections for me?" Leon asked.

"I just believe you are innocent." The middle-aged man smiled, "So, you shouldn't suffer this kind of crime."

"Thank you, teacher." Leon was very grateful.

"Will you tell me the truth?" the man said. "I want to help you, Leon."

Leon nodded, without reservation, and told his teacher what happened in detail.