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Sooner or later, I have thought many times about what it will be like when he gets out of prison.

The bright sunlight sprinkled the land of Yuecheng, leaked through the gaps in the trees, and reflected mottled marks one after another on the ground. With the breeze blowing, it was like a golden wave, constantly fluctuating.It seemed that as long as he looked up, he would be enveloped in warm light, watching the clouds in the sky roll into groups, and listening to the rustling of leaves.

He carried his luggage and re-acquainted with this city that he had bid farewell to for five years.

But when he was standing at the gate of the prison with his only backpack, the rain was pattering down. It slid down from the eaves and flew out a line of rain, which landed on the old awning with a sound of "" "Boom" sound.

He raised his head slowly, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and there was not a ray of sunshine in sight.The whole world was tightly enveloped, he tugged on the thin cotton short sleeves on his body, hugged his luggage in his arms, and walked into the rain as if resigned to his fate.

The rain wet his shoes, and the gray uppers gradually turned black, smudged upwards.

It was raining heavily, but he suddenly stood on the side of the road, looking at Yuecheng shrouded in mist and rain.He has lived here for more than ten years, but he only bid farewell to five years. There is already a new scene here, which seems very strange.

He picked a path in a small alley and walked forward in a panic.

"Zongzi! Let's eat zongzi! Eat zongzi at the Dragon Boat Festival, welcome good fortune and good luck!" The old woman stood at the entrance of the alley pushing the cart.

The rice dumpling fragrance melted into the rain, and fell into his heart little by little with the rain.

A woman bought three zongzi, took the child and stood under the umbrella, turned around and smiled with the man.After paying the money, the man picked up the child, whispered something in the woman's ear, and walked past Chi Chi side by side.

He suddenly didn't know where he was going.

How come no one came to pick him up?

Every Dragon Boat Festival, it seems that there will always be several zongzi in the dessert shop.Wen Xu looked at the "Durian-flavored Zongzi", "Cream-flavored Zongzi with Salted Egg Yolk", and the "Egg and Leek-flavored Zongzi" that no one touched, and sighed softly.

The store manager's wonderful hobbies are something that a migrant worker like him can't figure out.

Someone pushed open the door of Chuqing's bakery shop, and the wind chime at the door was crisp, Wen Xu subconsciously smoothed the wrinkles on the apron, turned around with a smile and said, "Welcome."

When he turned around completely, he saw that the person who opened the door was wearing the same pink apron as himself.He walked up with a smile and shouted, "Hello, Mr. Store Manager."

Xing Yan flicked the water beads on his hand, looked at Wen Xu's dog-legged face with disgust, and said, "Don't try to curry favor with me, it's no good."

Wen Xu's smile deepened, and he moved to Xing Yan's side, muttering: "Please, I'm so angry, I'll take a whole morning off today, and I'll be back right away after I finish my work."

Xing Yan pretended to be thinking, and let Wen Xu beg for a long time, then half-closed his eyes and said: "I know you want to go to the Dragon Boat Festival, okay, I will punish you to clean up with me at night."

As soon as he said this, Wen Xu took off the pink apron almost at the same time, and was about to leave with his bag.Suddenly, he paused and looked at the little strawberry cake next to him.

It is about the size of a palm, but there is a circle of delicate and flamboyant cream around it. On top of the pink cream, there is a small strawberry tip.

He pointed to the cake and blinked his big eyes.

It was a very expensive cake sold in the store. Wen Xu usually doesn’t like sweets very much, most of the time he just looks through the window, not to mention spending money to buy it, even if Xing Yan is in a good mood, he wants to take him for a piece To eat, he might not even take a bite.

Xing Yan glanced at him up and down, as if looking at some mysterious species, showing a gossip expression, "Are you going to meet your girlfriend? You must not be willing to eat such an expensive cake yourself."

Wen Xu pursed his lips and just explained: "Go pick up a friend."

The countdown on the calendar finally came to an end, and the schedule sounded as scheduled this morning.When he opened the curtains, he looked at the light rain outside, and he smiled faintly.

After five years, he almost forgot what that person looked like.

Carrying a small cake, he went to buy two chicken legs and two rice dumplings with candied dates. He also bought a small sachet from Grandma's stall and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. Go to the taxi.He remembered that the man liked to eat chicken legs the most, especially the thick layer of skin on the drumsticks. He always thought it was greasy, but the man's eyes lit up every time, and he ate it with relish.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

"Hey, Xiaoshu, sooner or later you will be released from prison today, right? Well, I'm almost there."

The scenery outside the car window was constantly changing, and the raindrops kept hitting the car window, blown into backward slashes by the wind, blurring the greenery outside the window.

Yuecheng Prison was built on the outskirts of Yuecheng, marking a small area and isolating itself from a village and fields. No matter how many years passed, it seemed to be like that forever.The wind blows and the rain hits, Acacia is always separated by a thick red brick wall.

He tried many times to go in and see sooner or later, but sooner or later he refused to see him.He handed over his ID card respectfully, and every time he waited, he always refused sooner or later.At first he would go to try it often, but later he gave up on it. He only sent some daily necessities sooner or later during the holidays, and he didn't even know whether he had received it sooner or later.

It was like dropping a stone into a pool of stagnant water, only to be swallowed up in the depths of silence.

He clenched the bag in his palm, couldn't help turning the phone on and off, but couldn't see anything.His younger brother was admitted to Yuecheng University of Political Science and Law, and he is busy with his internship now, so he couldn't come to accompany him. He was actually a little scared. He didn't know what kind of opening remarks he should use when he saw the first meeting sooner or later.

Should I say "Welcome back" or "Long time no see".

He opened the umbrella and stood in front of the prison door with a messy pile of things.The taxi turned around and drove towards the distance, disappearing in the haze of mist and rain.

The gate of the prison is still the same. There are a few potholes on the gate made of iron sheet. It seems to be a little bit cold in the rain, and the criminals who have been judged are locked inside.

He rubbed his sore arm, but it was a long time before he saw someone push open the door and walk towards him.

He couldn't help thinking about the last time they met.

That was the first time, sooner or later, to see him in prison in so many years, and of course, the last time.

They were separated by a thick glass wall, and their tune-changed voices echoed through the microphone.

Sooner or later, he has a short cropped head, and the blue and white striped clothes seem a bit too big for him, and they are loosely worn on top of him.The weather is getting colder, but sooner or later he is still wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt. His eyes are a little numb, as if his body is numb, and he can't feel the warmth and coldness from the outside world.

But the most conspicuous thing was the wounds on his face. I don't know how many wounds had been covered by the wide prison uniform, but the wounds on his face were not covered by anything, so they were clearly placed in front of Wen Xu.

A layer of skin was broken at the corner of the mouth, and the exposed red flesh seemed to be still bleeding.A purple bruise lay on his cheekbones and smudged toward his cheeks.

He has a fierce temper, and the friction with his inmates is also extremely fierce. Punching and kicking seem to be a common occurrence, and he often makes the prison guards feel extremely dizzy.

"You... what's going on? Does it hurt? Did they hit you?" Wen Xu's voice was trembling.

But sooner or later, he just smiled coldly, and looked at Wen Xu indifferently, "It doesn't hurt, it hurts less than what you did."

"I……"

Sooner or later, without giving Wen Xu a chance to explain, he directly interrupted him and said, "Don't come to see me in the future. Since your precious brother has no shortage of friends, then I will be your enemy. Wen Xu, I hate you. you."

Chi Chi's eyes were so cold that Wen Xu was speechless. Thousands of words came to his lips, but he could only murmur: "I'm sorry."

Wen Xu doesn't remember how he got out, but he only remembers that when he was standing at the gate of the prison, the sky was clear and the sun was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes, and he could dry up the faint tears in his eyes .

Unlike today, it was raining non-stop, which was disturbing.

Wen Xu was standing here, the rain splashed on his calves, and the coolness hit him.The heat from the candied date dumpling has dissipated, but the iron door is still closed.

He looked down at the two chicken legs and sighed softly. The three words "I hate you" are still deeply stuck in his heart, making him unable to move.