Chapter 225

Wang Jiaze's hand tightly pulls Yang Yi.

He didn't realize how much strength he had exerted and how painful Yang Yi was pinched. Yang Yi can only bear it and caress him with one hand. Wang Jiaze has never been a person with emotional exposure. At this time, his appearance still does not have any expression to show, still calm appearance, just, bitter her hand.

Yang Yi dare not look at the young man who has been covered with white cloth. What Wang Jiaze has seen is that she pinches her hand so painfully.

Fourth Uncle Wang Zhengting and his sister-in-law were all weeping. The fourth sister-in-law seemed to have been hollowed out. She sat on the ground and thumped her chest.

Yang Yi's heart is heavy as lead.

No matter what mistakes Wang Shaomin has made, he is always their child. No parent in this world will not show such a sad expression when they see their child die.

That night, Yang Yi didn't go back to her parents' home. She went to the residence of Wang Jiaze Baoli.

Wang Jiaze was sitting in the sofa, silent and lonely.

Yang Yi burned some hot water and poured him a cup. Wang Jiaze saw Yang Yi's hand red and pinched by him. He put the glass aside and gently touched her hand. "Does it hurt?"

Yang Yi shakes his head, walks forward, embraces him, and pats gently. "No one wants this to happen."

Wang Jiaze put his face on her abdomen, around her waist, and closed his eyes. "There was a feeling just now that I killed him."

"Don't say that. We all know that you have no responsibility."

Wang Jiaze stopped talking, but held her closer. Yang Yi knows that his heart is not calm at this time. No matter how strong a man he is, he has no heart of stone.

So quietly hugging him for a long time, Wang Jiaze pulled her to his leg. Yang Yi put his arm around his neck and gently patted his broad back.

Wang Jiaze's voice was muffled in Yang Yi's shoulder: "I thought that he might be able to give a life sentence for fighting for it. As long as he performs well in it, he should still be able to come out in his lifetime. But, unexpectedly, he chose to end. "

"It's his own choice," Yang sighed. "It's sad, but maybe he thinks it's easier to accept death than to go to prison."

Wang Jiaze is in a low mood. Even if Yang Yi coaxes him to sleep, he is not in bed when he wakes up in the middle of the night. He sat on the sofa in the living room, in the dark, with no expression or expression.

Yang Yi quietly returned to the room, back to the bed.

At the beginning of the new year, due to Wang Shaomin's suicide, two bombings in s city were sealed into the closed file bag.

Jiang Wei was sentenced to death, while sun Hongyu had meritorious deeds and was sentenced indefinitely. Zhang chuning agreed to his request and took him to the hospital to see his sister before he was formally sent to prison.

Sun Hongyu stood in the intensive care unit, looking through the glass at his sister lying on the bed, covered with oxygen, sobbing.

Zhang chuning's heart is also very sad, "you really don't go in to see her?" If you don't look at it again, I'm afraid there will be no chance. Her sister's condition is not good. I'm afraid she can't last these two days.

Sun Hongyu bit his teeth. His eyes were red and his tears welled up, but he was very tolerant.

Zhang chuning couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder. To say that others are bad at nature? In fact, there are so many helplessness in his life. If everyone can live in a well-off and happy family, who would like to become like this? Of course, all this is not the reason for him to do bad things.

Finally, let him have a look. Sun Hongyu is taken away by his brothers and put into a prison cart.

Zhang chuning heard the sound of the car horn and turned to look.

It's Ning Yu's car.

It's sunny today. His car is shining in the sun. Zhang chuning walked over, Ning Yu lowered the window, "get in."

Zhang chuning didn't drive today. She opened the door, got on the car, and tied her seat belt with kindness. "Why are you here?"

"Passing by." He said briefly.

How can there be such a just passing by? Zhang chuning did not say anything, just enjoy his hospitality.

She kept silent and looked out of the window.

Ning Yu looks at her. Her side face is really impeccable, exquisite chin, straight nose, full of heroism. The hair is loose today, a bit more girl flavor. But her mood is not good, usually the feeling of sunshine is missing, the whole person seems to be bathing in a cloud.

"Are you going to send sun Hongyu to prison?"

"No, another brother will take him," Zhang chuning looked back from the window. "Looking at Sun Hongyu crying outside the intensive care unit today, his sister won't last long, and will soon be separated from him forever. I feel sorry for him all of a sudden. He is an unfortunate man. But this unfortunate man almost killed my good friend and Chen Biao

"His mistake is irreparable, but it does not mean that he is not a poor man. If you are pitiful for Chen Biao, then I can't comfort you. The comfort of any language is powerless in the face of death. "

Such a simple and emotional few words, but let Zhang chuning's nose inexplicably sour. She took a breath, looked out of the window, and leaned her head against the back of her chair. At this time, she would have the idea of "if only I had not chosen to be a policeman at that time", which was heavy and indescribable.Ning Yu did not take Zhang chuning directly back to the general team, near work time, he took her to the nearby supermarket.

Zhang chuning was very puzzled: "what do you want to do?"

"Buy vegetables."

"Do you want to cook?"

Ning Yu nodded: "when in a bad mood, eating and exercising are two good catharsis. Because you are a Taurus, it is more suitable for you to turn grief and anger into food. "

Zhang chuning's heart jumped. He even knows her constellation. "So you're going to cook for me?"

"Well, I'm good at it."

Ning Yu bought some beef, COD, vegetables, and drove home. Zhang chuning has never been to Ning Yu's home. She even thinks he lives in the dormitory of the police system. But it turned out that it wasn't. in a half new and old neighborhood near the general team, the house was not big, and it was more than 70 Ping. The place was very clean, just like Ning Yu.

"Just sit around and watch TV. I'll cook." Ning Yu carries the vegetables into the kitchen.

Zhang chuning looks around his home. The house is a plain color, which looks bleak. There is no unnecessary decoration. There is not even a painting. What's more, there are no photos.

"Chuning, come here."

Suddenly heard Ning Yu calling her, Zhang chuning went into the kitchen, he said: "help me wear an apron." He was already working on the beef and couldn't spare it.

Zhang chuning took the apron and went to him. He lowered his head slightly before she could put the apron around his neck. Because of this sudden approach, her heart beat a little out of balance. She looked at her nose, nose and heart and tied her apron. Then she heard Ning Yu say, "the apron is reversed."