He understood that in fact, from a certain point of view, Tang poetry and Bo Ye are the same kind of people. What is determined from the bottom of my heart will never change.
Su Qi and Tang Wei look at Tang Shi's back as they go out. Bo Yan doesn't speak. She knows that this is not the time to speak.
So weak in the corner, watching the gentle and powerful woman on the car, and then the car away, completely disappeared in their field of vision.
Thin Yan in the bottom of my heart.
Sister Tang Shi, I hope you Have a good home.
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when Tang Shi came to the prison gate again, it felt like the whole world had been pressed the pause button.
When she came out of prison, she felt that she was out of touch with the whole society, and the development outside was so fast. But when she stayed in prison, she broke all ties, so when she came out, she felt like a newborn baby.
I don't know anything. What's changed outside and what kind of changes have I experienced.
At this moment, she is thinking about whether Boye's years in prison were the same as her at that time. She looked around blankly and painfully and could not get any response.
"He..."
"Today is his day out of prison."
Rong Nan's voice is very indifferent, sitting in the back of the car, looking at Tang Shi standing outside the car looking at the prison door figure, the man slowly closed his eyes, "thin night out of prison, is today."
He didn't inform anyone, just wanted to shout Tang poetry.
Call Tang poetry to witness the thin night in prison.
Tang poetry red eyes, "you for him in the back of commutation?"
Rong Nan turned his head, "it has nothing to do with you. I need to control the genius of Fengshen group, which is close to madman. Naturally, I also need talents in this society."
Bo Ye is a rare talent, or a genius with the same attributes as those in Fengshen group.
After finishing this sentence, Rong Nan raised his hand and looked at his watch.
"One more minute."
Rong Nan read softly, "the door is about to open."
Tang Shi's heart seemed to be hung up, and she looked at the door anxiously. However, when the time came and the door was slowly opened, all her nervousness relaxed.
Like all the burden, in this moment, finally fall down the shoulder.
The sky began to snow again, and the fine snowflakes fell on Tang Shi's face, bringing a cool touch. A thin layer of transparent snowflakes accumulated on Tang Shi's eyelashes, and her white face became more and more cold.
Rong Nan thinks that Tang poetry really has a kind of amazing beauty. Only in this way can Bo Ye do his best for her. Although he died nine years ago, he still didn't regret it.
When Bo Ye was released from the prison, he took a breath, and a white fog appeared in front of him. He felt that it was too cold, but there were not many clothes in the prison. He could not bear to walk out of the prison.
At the gate of the empty prison, there was only a black car.
Bo Yegang wanted to take another two steps, and a man came up in front of him.
He was stunned.
At this moment, the whole body's blood flows back to the heart.
Tang poetry stands in the ice and snow. Her thin figure cuts the vision of the thin night. She slowly approaches, her voice is cold. She looks like the amazing miss of the Tang family. She only says, "long time no see."
Thin night throat up and down moved, "you..."
"I'm waiting for you." Over the years, tireless.
"Sorry..."
Tang Shi smiles. Open arms, like the world's most cavity lonely brave soldiers.
Hold the man like night in his arms.
"Don't be sorry. Hold me."
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