After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

Jiang Yi had just hidden the bouquet of white roses he had carefully prepared behind the TV when the door to the private room was flung open. With a dull thud of a door slamming against the wall, several police officers rushed in like the wind.

Jiang Yi was startled by this sudden situation. He widened his eyes and stared blankly at the people who came in.

Before my brain could react, the dozen or so people in the room were quickly handcuffed together in pairs by the police who had followed them in. The sound of handcuffs colliding was surprisingly clear in the already noisy room.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yi came back to his senses when he felt the cold handcuffs on his wrists. He asked loudly, his voice trembling with fear.

However, no one answered him. He only heard the leading police officer coldly say, "Take them back."

"What's going on? There must be a reason to arrest someone!" Jiang Yi shouted again, the veins on his forehead bulging with excitement.

"We won't arrest anyone without evidence. If you have anything to say, go to the police station and tell us slowly." The policeman's voice was nostalgic and cold.

……

On a night in the dog days of summer, the cicadas outside the window chirped incessantly in the oppressive heat, a sound that made it impossible to calm down. In the interrogation room, Jiang Yi shivered constantly, the walls around him seeming to radiate a chill that seeped into his body, layer by layer, seeping into his very bones.

He was in a state of confusion, his eyes were filled with fear, and his hair, which had been neatly arranged, became a mess. He clasped his hands together, tightening them for a while, then relaxing them, and then tightening them again.

Jiang Yi had no idea what trouble he had gotten himself into. He hadn't even had time to show off his newly obtained acceptance letter or express his feelings, yet he was suddenly brought to this icy room.

"Name?" The police's voice broke Jiang Yi's wild thoughts.

"age?"

……

After some routine questioning, the police got to the point, "Do you know Zhou Zhiqiang?" His tone was cold and emotionless.

"Just getting to know each other." Jiang Yi's voice trembled slightly, and his lips were shaking.

"Do you know what he does?"

"Him? He should be unemployed now, right?" Jiang Yi frowned and thought about it. He hadn't contacted this person for a long time, and he had never asked him what he was doing.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Last time? It was about two or three days after the college entrance exam, right?" Jiang Yi thought carefully and said honestly, "He came to my house and sat for the whole afternoon. He asked me to borrow some money, saying that his friend had been in a fight and was in the hospital, and he didn't have enough money for medical treatment."

……

The police asked a lot of questions, and Jiang Yi answered them all honestly. He knew the man was a gangster, but he hadn't had any contact with that gang during his three years of high school, so he really didn't know anything about them. And when Zhou Zhiqiang came to borrow money that day, he only lent him 5,000 yuan because he felt embarrassed to refuse. Everyone knew his family was wealthy, and he would have felt embarrassed if he had given less.

After the interrogation, Jiang Yi was sent directly to the detention center. He was locked in a room with six people. A strange smell, a mixture of different male scents caused by the hot weather, hit his nose.

A large cement bunk bed was covered with mats of various patterns. Sitting on the mats were several shirtless men wearing colorful underwear. Their appearances were difficult to describe. Some had cold eyes, some had wooden eyes, and some had malicious eyes... The moment he entered the room, all their eyes were focused on him. Seeing this, Jiang Yi froze, and his hair immediately stood on end.

However, he was just a little kid, and being thrown in so suddenly, he was naturally squeezed to the back, next to the toilet that exuded an indescribable smell. Jiang Yi, who had always been a mysophobe, felt his stomach churn, nausea, and fear.

The fear of the unknown, the lingering strange and disgusting smells in his nose, and the malicious and obscene looks of other men made it impossible for him to close his eyes for even a minute, and he didn't sleep for two whole days.

Because of Hong Kong movies and because some of his friends had been to jail, he knew some things about prison. He knew very well what he looked like, but when he saw the looks of these men, Jiang Yi felt creepy.

It was not until the third day that Wu Wanqiu and Su Jing were allowed to visit him and bring him the necessary clothes and daily necessities.

Wu Wanqiu looked haggard and her eyes were vacant, clearly having not slept for days. Her eyes were filled with heartache and worry, and she looked several years older in an instant.

Su Jing's face was yellow, her eyes were full of red bloodshot, her eyes were dark blue, and her eyes were full of tears. She bit her lips tightly, her lips lost their color, and she was trembling and unable to speak.

Jiang Yi felt heartbroken to see the two women who loved him the most in this state.

No one knows how helpless and desperate Su Jing feels right now.

Because she knew that Jiang Yi was indeed arrested that year, she had tried very hard to change the direction of her fate. She thought that Jiang Yi had already received the admission letter, and as long as he left this city, his fate would be completely changed.

Originally, they should have been able to board the train today, bound for Beijing, for the wonderful life they never experienced in their previous lives. But why did this happen? Just two more days, if they had boarded the train, everything could have changed. Why couldn't they have been given two more days? Why did everything return to the same track?

If I'd known this was going to happen, what was the point in trying so hard to get him to study? Throughout his senior year, he'd stayed up late and gotten up early, memorizing and doing exercises, even taking care of breakfast and laundry, and yet he'd gotten an acceptance letter from such a prestigious school. And yet, he was still here, behind high-strength tempered glass. Why?

Su Jing wanted to cry. The person she liked was ultimately unable to change the fate of his previous life. What about herself? Would her life trajectory also return to the starting point after trying so hard?

"Xiaoyi, tell me the truth," Wu Wanqiu cried, "were you with those people? Did you take their things? Whose bag of powdered medicine belonged to? How did it end up in your room?"

Wu Wanqiu asked a ton of questions. She couldn't figure it out either. Clearly, her son hadn't been messing around outside during his three years of high school, and he'd just received an acceptance letter from a Beijing university. So why, why was he in this place now? Why had they found that strange bag, one that didn't belong to anyone in the family?

Jiang Yi looked at the two women who loved him the most behind the glass, his eyes full of tears. He said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I really don't know, and I really wasn't with those people. I was at home with Su Jing to review. You saw it!"

Jiang Yi burst into tears. He still didn't understand what had happened. He had been studying hard at home every day and hadn't gone anywhere! Zhou Zhiqiang had come looking for him himself. He didn't even know how he knew where he was. How could he be related to his problems?

"Mom, I really didn't hang out with them. I don't know how that bag ended up in my room. Now I feel like I'm dreaming, a terrible dream. Why did it turn out like this?"

Su Jing didn't want to talk, and she didn't know what to say. She knew she couldn't change everything, and she also knew that regardless of whether her fate was unchangeable, she had to work hard to change it. She had already received the acceptance letter from the Central Academy of Fine Arts and stood at the crossroads of fate. She had to turn onto the path she wanted.

However, Su Jing didn't dare tell Jiang Yi that she couldn't wait here for him. She had to wait until he was fully investigated before going to Beijing. The time to report was approaching, and she didn't have time to wait here. Su Jing knew what a blow it would be to Jiang Yi if she left, but she had to leave. For her own future, and because staying here would not help her in any way.

"You better go to school." Jiang Yi cried for a while, then adjusted his voice and said to Su Jing, "You're useless here, just go to school. Don't worry about me, I didn't do anything, the police will definitely find out."

Su Jing's face was covered in tears, and she couldn't even see the person across from her. She couldn't speak, just watching Jiang Yi cry. Such a handsome face, now so miserable. A circle of blue had appeared on his chin, and his already deep eyes had sunken even deeper. In just two days, his cheekbones were already clearly visible.

Finally, Su Jing couldn't help crying and started crying loudly: "Don't blame me, really, I'm just going to study, I won't leave you..."

"I know, I know, you will never leave me." Jiang Yi also cried, but he quickly held back his tears. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, forced a smile and said to her: "You should go to school well. When you become a famous painter and earn countless money, you can support me. I can be very difficult to support, you know."

"Tsk, you wish!" Su Jing was amused by his words, "I don't want to support you, I'm waiting for you to support me. Besides, my money is mine, yours is mine, even you are mine."

"Well, it's yours, all yours," Jiang Yi nodded helplessly and said gently, "What about the train tickets?"

"I've already refunded it. Since you can't leave, I used the money from these two tickets and added a little more money to exchange for a plane ticket." Su Jing said with sobs.

"The card my dad gave me is in the room, in that drawer. You know it. Take it with you." Jiang Yi put his hand on the glass and looked at Su Jing seriously. "Don't argue with me! You must be obedient!"

"Okay, I'll definitely take it." Su Jing didn't argue with him and agreed obediently. Anyway, since she didn't take it away, he couldn't do anything about it now.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the police took Jiang Yi away. He kept looking back as he walked away, and his tears never stopped. Su Jing looked at him, and her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds and fell on Su Jing's face.

Yes, he will be fine, just like the sunshine now, he will come out at dawn.

She went to the airport alone, quietly. She did not wake up Wu Wanqiu, but just left a bank card and a short message on the table.