Fu Shenyan can basically walk on his own, as long as the action is not big, it will not affect.

There is a relatively small door on the side of the prison, which is only for the prisoners' families to visit.

And Fu Shenyan out of prison, car, I don't understand, look to him, "you give Cheng Junyu letter?"

The man nodded and received the letter, a little uneasy.

Fu Shenyan handed him a letter in his hand and said, "give him the letter and tell him that I will take care of Siji."

About ten minutes later, the person in charge of the prison came up, looked at Fu Shenyan and said, "Mr. Fu, people are settled. Do you have anything to explain?"

Fu Shenyan shook his head, motioned to the police to take him away, and looked down at their back as they left.

Police officers come to stop the emotional Cheng Junyu, looking at Fu Shenyan, seems to be asking, do not want to continue to talk.

He smashed the receiver in his hand, feeling a little excited. Fu Shenyan looked at him and didn't speak.

Fu Shenyan looks at him, but he doesn't need to rush to open his mouth. But it's this burning look that makes Cheng Junyu shake his hand holding the receiver.

"No way!" Suddenly, Cheng Junyu roared. His voice was heartrending. "I can't be wrong. It's you who are wrong. It's you!"

Fu Shenyan disdained his words and said, "Jun Yu, have you ever thought that you are wrong?"

After all, he is a layman. How can he not care about this scar!

Subconsciously, I raised my hand to touch the wound on my face, and I felt some pain in my heart.

Cheng Junyu looked up at me and frowned slightly. "The scar on her face will stay with her all her life and will never be eliminated."

Fu Shenyan raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "you know she's innocent. She shouldn't have been hurt by Tao."

Light took a breath, quietly continue to listen to their words.

I pursed my lips and held my hands together. I couldn't help tightening them. Because I used my strength, I felt a lot of pain.

Obviously, here she is talking about me!

For a long time, Cheng Junyu picked up the receiver, looked at Fu Shenyan coldly and said, "she's really lucky!"

I can't help sighing.

The two men were friends who had experienced countless lives and deaths together, but now they have become like this.

I look at him and I feel sad.

It's going to tear your face.

Posture leisurely lean on the chair, a pair of black eyes light looking at Fu Shenyan, especially dismissive.

But he had the same sharp temperament as before. Sitting in a chair, he looked at Fu Shenyan, pursed his lips, and didn't go to get the receiver.

It was half an hour later that I saw Cheng Junyu. Through the thick safety glass, his hands were handcuffed and his face was a little haggard.

I haven't used the visiting hall yet. I seem to know Fu Shenyan's injury. The police are walking slowly.

Through the door, there used to be a desolate corridor. On both sides of the road, there was a training ground similar to the military training ground, followed by a building, in which the police guards lived.

Fu Shenyan nodded, reached for me, and the police officer led the way.

Because I said hello in advance, a policeman was waiting at the door. When he saw Fu Shenyan and me, he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu."

He shook his head, took out the cigarette, just about to light, see I stare at him, can't help but take back.

Light mouth way, "is south Ying write for him."