The male protagonist is ill

In the brightly lit conversation room, the person the Qu family brothers were talking about did not appear as a loser, as outsiders imagined.On the contrary, Liu Zhong's well-trained muscles stretched the prison uniform out of the frame, occasionally flickering gloomy eyes stared straight at the comer in front of him, and his aura did not seem to be conscious of being a prisoner at all.

In terms of aura, the visitor is not inferior to this formidable character who has been in the frontier for many years.From the moment she walked into the conversation room, Xiao Rumei's attitude was no longer as angry as before when facing this old friend whose grievances and grievances were already difficult to settle.Anger is like the residual liquid hanging at the bottom of the heart pot, which is quickly dried and evaporated by the undercurrent of hot magma.

The woman put her well-maintained palms on the table and did not sit down. She just raised her eyes and looked around the dry layout of the conversation room. She just looked at the only person left in this small room besides the guard and herself. body.

"Boss Liu looks pretty good, but you are familiar with this kind of place, so there must be nothing unaccustomed to it."

As soon as Xiao Rumei opened her mouth, Liu Zhong knew where Qu Nanxi had learned the viciousness of stabbing with a knife without concealing her words.Although Mrs. Qu has a long history of family background, at least she has endured some hardships in the earth root class in special times. She spent most of her life with a man from the yellow land. .She is not the kind of master who accepts others' knife in her heart.

Liu Zhong doesn't know Xiao Rumei's character very well, but he always has some points.After he walked out of the forgotten prison and left the grave of human nature that was clogged with viscous despair and stinky desire, the moment the thought of revenge against the Qu family arose in his heart, he imagined Xiao Such reactions and all retaliations that eyebrows may have.

But now, it's just that he lost, and she was once again in a condescending place, watching him struggle with a smile, like a bug who refused to accept the crushing and stood up in protest.

No matter how terrible the situation has been, falling from the clouds again is another indescribable feeling.Liu Zhong watched Xiao Rumei sit down with cold eyes. Once the mask he was used to pretending was taken off, what leaked out was the filthy malice that made it difficult to look directly at.

"Of course I'm used to it. I'm used to this kind of place, and of course I'm also used to your Qu family's way of doing things... After all, this isn't the first time."

Liu Zhong seemed to crush the word "habit" with his teeth, but it didn't make Mrs. Qu feel any discomfort.On the contrary, what the other party said made Xiao Rumei almost laugh.The woman just sat opposite Liu Zhong, listening to Liu Zhong's speech quietly in this conversation room that was infiltrated by the negative emotions of many prisoners who had appeared here, like a A mother who doesn't understand the complaints of children who don't understand.

Liu Zhong's eyes finally shot out the real resentment. After years of fermentation, this resentment has formed a spiritual pillar like a totem.The man became angry, and then poured those old things and spiritual anger on the only enemy in front of him.Xiao Rumei listened quietly, amid Liu Zhong's burning resentment, she was as quiet as a piece of absolute zero ice.

Memories are always accompanied by emotions, especially memories with resentment. Every detail of the year will be maliciously speculated and interpreted.The enemy itself was not born so fierce, on the contrary, Xiao Rumei still remembered that the man in front of him was as simple as the moist soil in his hometown when he was young, and his eyes shone with the unique light of youth of that era - the light of fear and longing.

This desire brought Liu Zhong out of his destiny of being a farmer for generations.It happened to be a special period, and there was an unhealthy trend of smuggling and dumping goods on the border. Qu Hui and others in the same village were active, took the lead in taking risks, and saw that life was getting better.Liu Zhong begged in front of his old neighbor Qu's family with a burst of momentum, and naturally got mixed into the circle of seeking money in danger.

The people in the same village led by Qu Hui all grew up smelling the smell of the soil in the crop fields. The family members are poorer and less educated than the other, so the means of making money are naturally Xiao Rumei, the "every lady". Qiqiao Linglong carved it out in her heart.It can be said that those men who come and go to make money at the border are all Xiao Rumei's "brain" extending to the real action tentacles. Liu Zhong's inconspicuous "claw" did not attract her attention at first.

If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts.In a border cleanup operation, the "poor man" ran into trouble.The partners were all separated, and Qu Hui led Liu Zhong to lurk on the hills on the Yunnan border for two full days.

What remained in Liu Zhong's hatred in the end was the shadow of Qu Hui fleeing silently with his back turned.

The ever-brighter future that had built up over many desperation seemed to have come to an end the moment Liu Zhong was thrown into prison.At that time, Liu Zhong was so desperate that he had no choice but to choose to hate, to hate, to set an emotional target for himself, and let the hatred beat his sluggish soul.

Until he survived from youth to middle age, and finally breathed the smelly but still free air of his hometown again, but found that his parents passed away one after another due to the high medical expenses.

Liu Zhong's parents broke up when they were producing iron and smelting in the early years. They originally planned to find a mountain valley and just go there, so as not to harm future generations.Unexpectedly, the only son made up his mind to shoulder this heavy burden, and went to those "dead masters" in order to beg for money.

Things are different, and people are alone.Liu Zhong made many inquiries, only to find out that his parents were impoverished during his imprisonment and passed away dragging their sick bodies.Liu Zhong found the grave of his parents. It was a hill that the villagers had hastily tidied up. The grass on the top of the grave was yellow and lifeless. The money that should have been allocated to him in a "business" did not reach his parents.

It was Qu Hui who stole his parents' life-saving money.

It was Qu Hui who abandoned him in prison for more than ten years and ignored him.

It was Qu Hui who kept him under the guns of the border army.

It was Qu Hui who brought him into the circle.

Unfortunately, there is a reason, and hatred begins to enter a dead end, and it can no longer be detoured.

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Xiao Rumei looked at the man in front of her coldly. The resentment in the other person's words should actually be borne by her. After all, in the Qu family back then, her husband Qu Hui's actions were more at her own behest. This so-called "shortcut to getting rich" is just a bit of waste heat left over from the once behemoth of the Xiao family.

In any case, what happened back then was already a bad account.What Xiao Rumei did, her son took revenge, and what Liu Zhong did, he also bore the consequences.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Liu Zhong's mood stabilized again, his eyes were heavy, his expression was gone, and his words were intentional or unintentional, but he couldn't help stabbing Mrs. Qu's family, "I heard that Qu Er Shao found a man to marry? He Here..." Liu Zhong pointed to his temple, "Healed?" As he spoke, he actually laughed happily.

The other party's unpredictable mood made Xiao Rumei's expression gradually change from ridicule directed at the enemy to directed at herself.This woman has been smart all her life, but she feels helpless about the decision made by her youngest son.In the past, the child was a white porcelain vase she held in her hand, which was so fragile that it broke my heart; now, Qu Nanxi suddenly turned into a steel one overnight, unbreakable, and shockingly sharp.

"Yeah, it's not cured..." Xiao Rumei sighed as if talking to herself, ignored Liu Zhong's suspicious expression, turned and left.

Completely locked the relics of the past together with the memory behind where it should be.

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On the other side, on a bustling street in the center of City G.

Wen Yu, who was holding a lot of paper materials, stood in the shadow of the roadside in a daze, staring motionlessly at Qu Nanxi, who was smiling brightly in the distance, and walking with him, with a calm but demeanor soft man.