Pingfeng's body was buried by Ji Nian, who buried her friend in the simplest way. She stood in front of Pingfeng's tombstone and seemed to be able to see that generous smiling face.

She said, "Let me help you once, Ju Nian, I will help you this time."

Just this time, she used her life.

Later, Ju Nian forgot how long it took Han Shu to finish reading the photo without falling.

She only remembered a long time before he asked, "Who gave it to you?"

Ju Nian replied in a mute manner: "The dead person."

Then they stood face to face, no one cried, no one had any extra expressions. They just stood, like two fools, like broken clay sculptures, like wild ghosts who lost their souls in the middle of the night.

Later, Han Shu left, and his back was like a trapped beast when he walked out.

No, it's not a trapped beast, it should be said that it was a little wolf who had just watched the wolves that had born and raised him die in front of him.

They can't even speak to comfort each other, just like a wound that has been penetrated. You have to cover it. Once you let it go, blood will splatter for five steps and you will never survive again.

Later, Ju Nian realized that his guess that night was almost the same. Zhenzhen was the kind of legal story I liked to write in street stall literature. When I read it, I realized its vulgarity and bloodiness.

Han Shiwen, the president of the High Court who should have retired to the second line within a few years, accidentally met Mr. Ye and Mr. Cui, who had long admired him through his little driver. The two entrepreneurs tried their best to win over him and established a very friendly relationship with the powerful President Han. A few years ago, Han Shiwen, who hated evil and regarded himself as a noble person, was afraid that he would not give them a good face. He was not short of money, nor did he lacked power, and he was not short of anything. He was strong without desire.

But the chances of the two people appearing were very subtle, because at that time, Han Shiwen suddenly realized a fact from a document inside and all the signs around him - he is old, or he is about to grow old. He does not want to have more fame, fortune and future, but he cannot tolerate himself getting old because he is used to his high and powerful majesty, strength and ambition. When he grows old, when he retires, there is no respectful people around him, and no more of a promise, he will become a bad old man who waters flowers on his balcony while complaining about the world. He is willing to give everything to exchange for his youth, even if it is just an illusion.

The most terrifying thing is that he found out from his wife who had been with him for thirty years that he gradually couldn't do it.

Han Shiwen has seen many people like Ye Bingwen and Cui Minxing. He looked down on them and had a little money. He thought he could reach the sky. When he appeared beside him, he looked like two pugs. However, at this time, the two flattering pugs surprisingly satisfy Dean Han's mentality of fear of getting old. He had to catch something, otherwise it would be too late again. So he despised them, but enjoyed their flattery, which made him feel that he was still useful and powerful. He began to accept the money, not only the two people, but also the others', and he didn't even know what he had to keep so much money. His savings were enough for him to support his old age comfortably. His wife, son, and daughter would live a worry-free life in this life. He just needed that feeling of possession, crazy possession, he stood on the edge of power, and if he didn't own it, he would be lost forever.

Then, naturally, they brought a woman in private cleverly and understandingly. It was a dirty prostitute, but also a woman in her prime. Han Shiwen, who had been a noble life, asked the prostitute to wear simple clothes and tie the braids that girls loved when he was young. When he lay on the prostitute, he could do what he wanted to do without restraint. He finally felt that he had conquered his long-lost youth. That kind of pleasure could not be given by his wife Sun Jinling or any elegant woman he knew. He knew it was shameless and dangerous, but he was addicted.

But as smart as he was, he could not see that the prostitute and his little driver were a couple. The young man named Xie Wangnian ran away with a simple face and worked hard, but he was calculating behind his back. Xie Wangnian and the prostitute Pingfeng joined forces to take pictures of Han Shiwen's ugly appearance with the camera in the room. They did not intend to blackmail Han Shiwen, not only because they dared not, but also because they had better channels. Cui Minxing and Ye Bingwen were willing to buy these images and photos at a high price, and they might have a big purpose. The money was enough for the couple to fly away and enjoy a good life.

All the sins quietly grew and sprouted behind their backs, and black tentacles grew. Unexpectedly, Pingfeng learned about the deadlock facing Ju Nian before leaving, and she wanted to help Ju Nian. So, she thought that if the photo was taken, she could give Ju Nian a portion so that the old guy could not eat it, so that the old guy could no longer interfere.

She secretly sent the photos, and the mail was taken away. After Xie Wangnian found that there were a few photos missing. He wanted to sell them for a lot of money. He waited for so long just to do a big vote. Once the photos were circulated, Han Shiwen fell down. Cui Minxing and the others were not fools, so how could they still pay? His great plans were ruined by Ping Feng, a stupid woman. So they quarreled and fought in her rental house. He asked her who gave the photos and asked her to recover them, but she refused. Ping Feng was enough to get him to suffer when he was scattering. Xie Wangnian was furious. When he calmed down, he had already poked three blood holes in the prostitute he liked...

This is a story that is so bad that it makes people cry, but this story almost drags everyone around Ju Nian into it.

Han Shu almost smashed everything that could be smashed in his parents' home. His mother was heartbroken and called him father. The man he respected all his life lowered his head and was silent. He pointed at his father's nose and yelled in the ruins, "Who told me to believe that there is justice in this world? Who told me to live to be clean and be a human being? It's you! But what else can you let me believe? I lived to be thirty years old and I have been chasing you for half my life, but you end up being a shameless old turtle!"

His face was quickly slapped, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but it didn't hurt at all. The person who hit him was his mother Sun Jinling.

"Do you want me to die?" Sun Jinling said to her most beloved son, "Waiter, I beg you and ruin the photo."

Han Shu left the house in tears when his mother broke the dam. He was an unfilial son, and his world collapsed, but he also made his mother's world collapse.

On the same night, Han Shu received an international long-distance call from her sister Han Lin in the hotel she was temporarily staying.

I guess Han Lin has learned about this.

"Are you here to persuade me to destroy those photos, sister?" Han Shu sat on the floor and asked her drunkenly against the edge of the bed.

Han Lin's voice sounded distant and vague, "Han Shu, what would you do?"

Han Shu asked back: "What if it was you?"

Han Lin was once a talented student at a top law school in China. Han Shiwen was proud of her daughter, but she threw away these things and went to a distant foreign country. At this moment, she was silent in front of her brother's question.

After dawn, Han Shu personally submitted the photos to the superior discipline inspection and supervision department. He did not hesitate when doing these things, and then he returned to Ju Nian's courtyard, took off his righteous face, and lay on Ju Nian's knee and cried in a mess.

"I have nothing, nothing."

His family, his parents, his faith, and his pride were destroyed. Only this woman who was as quiet as a cold pond was left, but she did not belong to him.

Pingfeng's body was buried by Ji Nian, who buried her friend in the simplest way. She stood in front of Pingfeng's tombstone and seemed to be able to see that generous smiling face.

She said, "Let me help you once, Ju Nian, I will help you this time."

Just this time, she used her life.

Later, Ju Nian found the lost only son and the parents whom Xie Maohua and his wife seemed to be white all night long. They cried without tears, and they would only curse the bitch who killed his son one by one like two madmen.

None of them expected that Ju Nian would come to visit at this time.

Ju Nian said that he would go with them to see the Nian.

This proposal gave the old couple a reason to hold on. They used their only money to handle the matter, and finally the three of them were able to meet Wangnian.

Wangnian's beard was messy, which made his childishness seem to fade a little, but instead made him a little vicissitudes. He seemed to have grown up and grew up in this way.

Xie Wangnian turned a deaf ear to the tears and reminders of his parents. From the moment Ju Nian entered his sight, he had been looking at this somewhat strange sister with trembling eyes.

Through the iron railing, Ju Nian tentatively stroked Wang Nian's hair with her hands. Wang Nian lowered her head and cried, "I didn't mean it, sister."

Ju Nian said softly: "I know, I know..."

Then she suddenly tightened Xie Wangnian's hair that had not been too late to get short, and took out a knife that was hiding there before leaving the door from one pocket.

She poked it without any shame, just like Xie Wangnian poked it on Pingfeng.

Ju Nian is such a person who believes in fate and accepts fate. She has seen too many things. She is too obedient and gentle. She always thinks, forget it, just like that. But even she has reached the limit, why is she so unfair in her life?

Her first knife hit Xie Wangnian's arm covered by it, and blood splattered on her face. Ping Feng, Ping Feng, who was extremely stupid, she shed more and more blood that day. Before the second knife could fall, Ju Nian was held tightly by two police officers in the guards. When she was dragged away, she got what she wanted and saw the shocked faces of Xie Maohua and his wife.

Ju Nian said calmly: "You all should go to hell."

Xie Wangnian's cry was accompanied by the pain in his arms resounding in everyone's ears, "I don't want to kill her, I really like her..."

Ju Nian thought she would go to jail again. For her, life inside might be no different from that outside. Without Pingfeng, no one would have caused her to work overtime. As a result, she didn't stay in the detention center for long, and Han Shu took her out.

They walked out of the detention center gate together. The rainy weather passed and the sun was dazzling.

Han Shu regained his smile, "I will not be able to get you out next time I get into trouble."

Han Shu's premonition was correct. After submitting the photo, it was like a stone sank in the sea and no news was heard. He could not go back to the west courtyard of the city. He heard that Lao Hu and the others were about to close the case, and President Han was still President Han.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, Han Shu's colleague and friend Lin Jing asked him to go out for a drink. They used to be together, but since Lin Jing had a wife and son, she rarely had time to accompany a lonely man like him.

He said he was drinking, but Lin Jing only drank a glass of red, but Han Shu drank in colorful randomly.

When the drink was almost done, Lin Jing advised Han Shu, "Okay, just enough."

He seemed to be talking about drinking, not drinking.

Han Shu, half awake and half drunk, lay on the bar, raised her face to look at Lin Jing.

"Why bother with my own family? He retired in just a few years. He is your father."

"He is also a greedy and shameless person."

Lin Jing smiled, "There are too many greedy people in this world. Han Shu, we can only do what we can."

Han Shu understood, and even Lin Jing was hinting that he could not deal with the old man. The old man crossed more bridges than he had walked, and in fact he himself knew that he was hitting a car with a mantis arm.

"Do you believe it? It was also what the old man taught me since he was a child. I always remember it. He said that people always have to have something worth sticking to, so that they will not be wronged in their entire lives. I thought about it for more than ten years before I felt that this sentence made a lot of sense."

Lin Jing smiled and shook her head, "But what if such persistence is meaningless? I prefer something that is confident."

Lin Jing is always harmonious than him. This may be the reason why Lin Jing is only a few years older than him, but has great potential in his career.

Han Shu bit his lower lip for a while, and finally lowered his head and laughed. He took a picture of his own money for wine, hooked his coat and walked out shakingly.
Chapter completed!