Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for Pei Muchuan and others to go to court.
Ni Yan did not attend this day.
When Pei Muchuan looked around and didn't see Ni Yan's figure, he didn't know whether he was a little more disappointed or fortunate that she didn't see such an unbearable self.
When the long court trial ended, Pei Muchuan and others were sentenced to death.
However, Pei Muchuan provided a lot of clues, which helped the police find other drug dealers and gangs along the way.
Therefore, he was not executed immediately, and the date of execution was delayed by one year.
——
a few months later.
In the hospital, Ni Yan was pushed into the delivery room. After a long and painful delivery, she successfully gave birth to a son.
"Wow……"
Accompanied by a loud sound, the crisp cry of a child rang out in his ears.
The doctor's congratulatory voice came from his ear, "Congratulations, the child is very healthy, a boy of eight pounds and twenty taels."
Ni Yan felt tired as never before, and closed her eyes after hearing the child's cry.
When she woke up again, her aunt who was abroad had rushed to the hospital, holding her crying baby.
But no matter how coaxed, the child's crying didn't stop, and the aunt's anxious forehead was sweating.
"Yanyan, are you awake?"
Seeing Ni Yan wake up, if the aunt is amnesty, she will immediately put the child in her arms.
"laugh……"
It may be the nature of mother and son, mother and son are connected.
As soon as the child returned to Ni Yan's arms, the crying stopped immediately.
"Come on, mom is here."
Ni Yan coaxed the child in her arms softly, her eyes full of maternal brilliance.
——
Ni Yan spent a week in the hospital before being discharged.
My aunt didn't know how to take care of others, so she booked a confinement center for her.
During Ni Yan's confinement period, she has been at the confinement center and has been taken care of very well, because her body has gradually been replenished.
Another two months or so passed.
In the prison, Pei Muchuan received an envelope, which contained no letter from Ni Yan, but pictures of children.
He was wearing a prison uniform, his hair was cut short, and his hands with thick calluses were stroking the photos, with a gentle light in his eyes.
Pei Muchuan turned the photo upside down, and on the back was the child's name - Pei Qingshu.
"The name sounds nice..."
He looked at the pictures over and over again.
After a long time, the photos were put down and handed over to the responsible persons in the prison for preservation.
Pei Muchuan asked for a pen and white paper, and wrote a letter carefully, stroke by stroke, explaining that he would hand it over to Ni Yan after he died.
——
It didn't take long for the execution date to arrive.
Pei Muchuan was standing on the execution ground, surrounded by policemen and people from the military.
The scorching sun was in the sky, and the sun was particularly dazzling, and the man in overalls pronounced the crime he committed.
"..."
Pei Muchuan's hands were still handcuffed, and he accepted the punishment calmly.
On the day Ni Yan left the prison, a police officer came to visit him and told him about Ni Yan's parents.
It turned out that between them, the life of her blood relatives and the hatred of their fathers were swayed.
Pei Muchuan raised his head and looked up at the sky.
"...Yanyan..."
We are under the same blue sky and looking up at the same sun.
Are you missing me at this moment, where I don't know? Even if it's only for a moment, just a few minutes and a few seconds.
"boom--"
Bullets loaded, guns sounded.
In just a moment, the bullet hit the brain, and all kinds of memories from the past in my mind emerged at this moment.
In the end, the picture stays on Ni Yan's face and the kiss on the day of receiving the certificate.
"..."
Pei Muchuan fell backwards, his heart stopped and his breathing stopped. When he died, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but if you look closely, you will find that there is too much bitterness in the smile.