Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 159 My Perverted Brother [52]

Just like a child willful, unreasonably making troubles and disregarding other people's feelings, in the end both parties are scarred.

"A Li, the visiting time is up, and the prison guards are already urging him." Zhao Yun was particularly fond of the short time now, after all, she also knew that being able to visit a felony prisoner was already very tolerant.

An Ran lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the flowers in his hand, and said apologetically, "It's just that the flowers can't be delivered to you."

Zhao Yun shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm already very satisfied to see me."

"Thank you, An Ran." Zhao Yun kept looking at An Ran, knowing that this was the last time for the two of them.

"Goodbye, Zhao Yun." An Ran put down the phone in his hand and looked in the direction of leaving.

Although I couldn't see it, I heard the piercing sound of ankle chains disappearing little by little, and I walked away.

An Ran stood up holding the flower and walked outside. The petals of the hyacinth fell a little as An Ran stood up.

Falling in the room, let the fragrance of flowers continue to live in the passing time.

Walking slowly in the promenade, it is exactly the opposite route to Zhao Yun's, but one is the road to hell, and the other is heaven.

Sunshine shines in through the glass windows in the corridor, and only a ray of sunlight can come in from the small window, that is hope.

It's not that An Ran didn't know what the other party was thinking. Not only did he hide the matter of the original owner's mother from himself, but the other party also covered up Mu Shen, the mastermind, and bore all the consequences.

As for what the consequences were, Zhao Yun was actually more aware of them. She could not be sentenced to death, but she resolutely chose to conceal it.

And from the beginning to the end, Zhao Yun didn't actually harm herself, and was always taking care of her.

An Ran caressed the sunken eye sockets of the lost eyes, the white gauze had not been taken off.

"After all, he's just a poor person." Holding the flowers in his hands, An Ran sighed, revealing his past weakness, revealing his original self.

The other party's sad life has created a poor person, but at the same time, there are hateful things.

The prison guard who was supporting An Ran was in the room at the time and heard the conversation between the two in the room.

Suddenly she said, "Zhao Yun is my senior sister. Her ability was outstanding when she was in school, and she got the qualification to directly enter the criminal investigation team."

"Actually, I never believed that she became a policeman so that she could kill her adoptive parents." I really don't believe in such a hardworking person.

An Ran looked up in surprise, looked at the young prison guard beside him, and handed the flower in his hand to the other's hand.

"If you can, please send it to everyone in the prison for me. I can remember this." An Ran smiled back.

"Sometimes they just lack hope." An Ran said.

The prison guards don't know whether to accept it or not, but it is indeed feasible.

"Just send me here, I can go by myself next time." An Ran refused the other party's offer to help.

A person walked forward calmly.

An Ran was unwilling to tell the other party the news that he might die soon.

So I chose to lie.

Because the original owner could never fall in love with her brother, and it was doomed that this relationship would never end.

Mu Chen stood at the end of the corridor, looked at An Ran who came back alone after going for a long time, and stepped forward to support him worriedly.

"Why did you come back alone, where is the prison guard who helped you in?" Mu Chen asked.

"I told him not to give it away, brother." An Ran habitually supported Mu Chen and walked out.

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