Shen Zizhuo lazily raised his eyelids: "What's the difference between rafting alone in the sea of misery and spending the remaining two-thirds of your life in prison?"
"It's not that pessimistic." An Zhisu said: "I have already helped you understand that you have not committed any other crimes in the country, and the law can only sentence you for bribery. According to the existing evidence, you can be sentenced to ten years at most.
If you perform well inside, your sentence can be reduced. You can be released in less than ten years."
Yesterday, she specifically asked about this matter during the video chat with Song Jiaren, and the answer Song Jiaren gave was the most professional.
"Ten years..." Shen Zizhuo's memories became longer. He thought about his life and experiences in the previous ten years, and felt that these ten years had been extremely long, like a lifetime: "An Zhisu, why are you still here?"
Save me? Since you gave me a knife, why didn't you stab me deeper?"
An Zhisu lowered his eyes slightly, touched his belly, and said in a low voice: "Shen Zizhuo, actually you are not that bad. You just can't let go of the death of your parents and sister, but what happened back then, right or wrong, has long been
I can't tell the difference anymore. Just let yourself go. It's actually not that difficult to be the original Shen Zizhuo."
Shen Zizhuo suddenly felt funny: "An Zhisu, do you know what I look like?"
"I know." An Zhisu raised his eyes again, looked at him, and said word by word: "In the past, Shen Zizhuo was a soldier, upright, resolute, courageous, and loyal. In the past, Shen Zizhuo held a military gun and only killed people.
A person who betrays the country. In the past, Shen Zizhuo was so majestic that when he put on a military uniform, he was like a living billboard for recruitment. In the past, Shen Zizhuo was majestic and majestic, and he was the most respected instructor among the soldiers he had ever led. When Shen Zizhuo was performing a mission outside, he was
The Chinese soldiers who even gave a thumbs up to foreign soldiers. The former Shen Zizhuo had flesh and blood and emotions. I often think that if I met you at that time, I would have fallen in love with the former Shen Zizhuo without hesitation, because the former Shen Zizhuo was worthy of anything.
A woman likes and loves.”
Shen Zizhuo was silent for a long time. An Zhisu's voice was like a time tunnel. He followed her voice through ten long years and saw the years of his military service. The frames flashed before his eyes, like a time camera.
, every frame is high definition.
He saw himself at the age of sixteen, carrying a bag and going to the army alone despite his parents' objections, looking stubborn and brave.
He saw himself at the age of seventeen, not caring about the blazing sunshine, training shirtless on the playground, sweating salty and sweet.
He saw himself when he was eighteen years old. He went on a mission for the first time and was inexperienced. He was shot. The bullet penetrated his arm. Blood trickled out from the blood hole. He wiped it with his finger and put it in his mouth.
Instigated, it smells of passion and perseverance.
Nineteen years old, twenty years old... He has shed blood, killed people, and led new soldiers. He has already made many military achievements as a young man. He is the pride of his parents, the glory of his sister, and the most promising successor of the generals.
.
But once his family changed, he lost his parents and his sister. He disappeared from his mission and left his motherland. In the next ten years, the years were too long to go back and he became the person he once hunted. He became a
The criminal is no longer the Shen Zizhuo he once was.
He thought he would never remember the past again, never miss the past again, but he was just deceiving himself. The passion and fortitude of ten years ago still flowed in his bones, and deep in his heart he still buried a dream of being a soldier.
He even hoped to put on the military uniform again, stand under the five-star red flag and sing the national anthem again, pick up the military gun again, and continue his dream.
When An Zhisu finished speaking, she saw that Shen Zizhuo was silent for a long time, so she stood up and walked out. Where her back could not be seen, a tear slipped from the corner of Shen Zizhuo's eye.
…
Two days later, Interpol arrived, and Jiang Teng handed over all the people on the international fugitive list to them. The Interpol owed Jiang Teng a big favor and promised that when Jiang Teng needs support in the future, Interpol will be on call.
Three days later, An Zhisu boarded his country's warship and started his return journey. Jiang Teng handed over Shen Zizhuo, Lian Jun and several others to the domestic police, which was considered to have completely completed the private rescue mission.
Ye Lancheng's injury has healed much after four or five days of rest, and the stitches will be removed in a few days. An Zhisu asked Xiao Shi to push him to the deck, and she accompanied him to enjoy the sea view.
After living at sea for more than four months, An Zhisu felt a little bit reluctant to let go of the sea. When they first left, Pippi saw him off, and his cry of reluctance moved the soldiers on the warship.
An Zhisu burst into tears. The thing she was most reluctant to part with was Pippi. She really wanted to take Pippi home to raise her. Ye Lancheng had the funds to fulfill her wish, but she didn't do it in the end. Pippi belonged to
It belongs to the sea. Pippi will not be really happy if she leaves the sea. It is just reluctant to leave her for a moment. When time goes by, it will forget her and continue to live a carefree life in the sea.
It's just that she felt a little depressed during the whole journey. Sometimes when she saw other dolphins passing by, she would take a serious look at them to make sure they were Pipi. Every time, disappointment flashed through her eyes.
Ye Lancheng trimmed her head that was blown by the sea breeze. Her hair had not been cut for the first few months and was already up to her waist. It was just a lack of maintenance and her tail was a bit boring. He thought that after he went back, he would have to spend some energy to cut his little wife's hair.
Hei Zhi raised him back.
"When I go back, I want to cut my hair shorter." An Zhisu is not very satisfied with his current hair and wants to cut it and grow it again.
Ye Lancheng gestured: "As long as the split ends are reduced, it will be fine."
"I want to cut it ear-level." An Zhisu gestured under his ears and said, "This is more convenient. It's very troublesome for me to wash my hair now. I heard that you can't wash your hair in the first month after giving birth to such a long hair."
If I don’t wash my hair, I will definitely have lice on my head.”
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Ye Lancheng, a maniac about doting on his wife, said: "I'll wash you, I'll take care of you, I'll take care of you."
"You are so busy, how can you have time?" An Zhisu said this, and his heart was already happy.
"I'm not busy." Ye Lancheng said, "I'll take a vacation and stay with you until my daughter is one month old."
An Zhisu didn't believe it: "If you take half a year off, Shengshi will go bankrupt."
"No." Ye Lancheng helped her comb her hair with his hands: "With the vice president and Xiran, without me, Shengshi will be at a standstill for half a year at most, and there won't be any trouble."
"It's only half a year, how much money will we lose?" An Zhisu, a small financial fan, was doing the abacus in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out in the end.
"It's not as important as you and my daughter." Ye Lancheng's love talk skills were fully upgraded, making An Zhisu almost drunk.
An Zhisu giggled and fell into his arms. She looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. There was no more beautiful sky than now, and no one could love her more than Ye Lancheng.
Many wishes in this life, if one is fulfilled, the rest will be empty.