vision of dawn

Like a pot of water that boils and cools again, the day when the murderer will be released after serving his sentence is getting closer and closer, and Xi Wenbai's anger has once again reached its peak.After countless disappointments, doubts followed. He questioned reality, the judiciary, and even himself.Xi Wenbai's irritability can be seen with the naked eye, and he will not show it in front of his employees and family members. Even though Anze is innocent, he is the only object for him to vent his unwillingness to.

But speaking from conscience, apart from his bad temper, Xi Wenbo treats Anze pretty well, for example, he selectively ignores his ulterior motives and allows him to approach him step by step.But Xi Wenbo would never keep him overnight, sending people home was already the limit of what he could do.

Anze is aware of this boundary, this boundary exists between him and Xi Wenbai, and Liao Liming all the time, but he is still groping for what he can and cannot do, and he doesn't understand why he just touched it. Touching the ring on his little finger, Xi Wenbo became so angry that he threw him out of the bedroom and slammed the door behind him.

Anze stood at the door in a daze, desperately thinking about what he did wrong.

The door didn't reopen until midnight, Xi Wenbai stared at him condescendingly, his eyes were bloodshot, it was obvious that he had cried.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't touch your things casually." Anze said.

Before Xi Wenbai's apology could be said, Anze stopped him back. Seeing those same red eyes, he froze for a moment, then took a deep breath, turned around and threw the clothes to him, grabbed the car keys by himself, walked to Waiting at the door.

Patience for too long has turned into helplessness. Xi Wenbai is used to Anze intervening in his life, and he is also used to this person's resignation, but Anze's unconditional concessions often make him feel puzzled, and even feel a little bit guilty.

Lin Xuan's account Excel, which was hidden in the open, was full of his romantic debts. Xi Wenbai spent the time between returning to China for work, drinking and clubbing, drinking Hennessy like Tsingtao beer, and specified that he wanted a boy to accompany him.Master Xi has strict requirements. Students must be pure and good-looking, preferably science students, and whether they can play dice is second, but they must have the basic quality of using the derivative to be zero to calculate the extreme value. You can drink.

Just relying on this weird last item, it is enough for the young men in the nightclub to change their image one after another.If you don't drink and still get money, isn't that a great thing?So those who took off their earrings took off their earrings, those who dyed their black hair dyed their black hair, those with tattoos tried to cover them up, and those with glasses wore them. The most widely circulated book in the dressing room was the Advanced Mathematics Handbook published by T University. , used for cultural edification.

Anze knew about the things Xi Wenbo did. As Mrs. Xi sent to monitor Xi Wenbo's secret work, he did not complete the task very well, but on the other hand, as Xi Wenbo's admirer since childhood, he put The four words of pretending to be deaf and dumb are fully interpreted.

He is so generous, it seems that the young master who wants to win Xi Wenbo's favor is overdoing it.

Is it a declaration of sovereignty?Xi Wenbai shook his head and did not hang up the call, which was a tacit consent.

Xi Wenbo was able to see through Anze's thoughts and goals from the very beginning.But in the end, Anze was never the type he would like.Too well-behaved, too calm, and without personality, Xi Wenbo often looks at him from the perspective of scrutiny, and always comes to the same conclusion.

He can accept him, but he doesn't love him.

After returning to Pennsylvania, Xi Wenbo browsed gun websites more and more frequently, flipped through Google Maps, calculated some distances and angles with his pen, then deleted all browsing records, fed the paper and notes to the shredder, and recorded all the data into the head.

An Ze vaguely guessed what Xi Wenbo wanted to do, but he could not interfere, nor had the right to interfere. He believed in Xi Wenbo's choice, and if Xi Wenbo really got into trouble because of this, he would not be able to stand idly by.

Just a few days ago, a man brought a child to visit. The child was only seven or eight years old. He had a fair face and talking eyes. Xi Wenbai came out and went outside the house alone without talking to them for a long time.Anze took over the rest of the treats, handed the child a pack of toffee, and poured tea for the father.

The man expressed that he could understand Xi Wenbai's reaction, he looked out the window, then lowered his head silently.In the silence, Anze didn't know what to say. This was the first time he saw the father and son. The child looked well protected and his face was full of innocence, but his father's shoulders were slightly shrugged, and his eyes and brows were full of sorrow. , looking pitiful and submissive, Anze sympathized with his sadness, and unconsciously became depressed.

It was not until Anze sent the father and son away that Xi Wenbai entered the house, smelling of cigarettes all over his body.He is rarely so impolite, or in Anze's impression, Xi Wenbo never treats guests like this.

Half a month later, the murderer was released from prison.

Xi Wenbai has been turning on the TV since the morning, constantly refreshing the news software in his mobile phone, Anze also pulls down the horizontal bar, but nothing is displayed, he is worried about Xi Wenbai's condition, so he moves over calmly and embraces his shoulder.

The day is almost over, and the local news has updated [-] articles, including the re-election of Conservative MPs, expired milk flowing into the market, the plight of farmers under the economic turmoil, and the fire in the East End that burned for two days and two nights. None of them condemned Due to the injustice of the case back then, Xi Wenbo looked down at his phone, then locked the screen and put it in his pocket.

In the second week after leaving the police protection period, the murderer's name finally appeared on the noon news, but this time, it was in the form of death news.

But Anze could clearly see the determination on his face.

Finally, Anze stuffed the untouched roast lamb on the table into the refrigerator, then ran into the bedroom, and sat on the bed with him facing each other.

"Why don't we make a confession!" An Ze suggested.

Xi Wenbo looked over slowly.

The expression on Anze's face was as calm as discussing what to eat tomorrow.

"The police should find you soon." Anze said, "I won't ask you any more questions. I'll say whatever you want me to say."

"You really... don't want to know?" Xi Wenbo said wearily, his right hand was shaking all the time, he held it with his left hand, "What? You want to cover me?"

"If you don't know anything, you can't call it a cover."

"Even if they want you to swear by the Bible?"

"I don't believe in Jesus Christ." Anze blinked, "He was never my God."

Xi Wenbai forced a smile, "You think it's easy."

Anze raised his chin and stared at him with piercing eyes, Xi Wenbo found that his stubborn appearance was very much like Liao Liming.

"You...you just need to say that you don't know. It's none of your business, I'll take care of it."

"Xi Wenbai, you can't do this, you can't 'handle' everything by yourself, I'm really tired of hearing this sentence." Anze's tone was a bit serious.

Xi Wenbo: "Ah..."

"Hurry up, so as not to reveal the truth, in case they come to the door now." An Ze urged.

He held his breath and clenched his fists, waiting for Xi Wenbai's explanation, as if he was ready to go through fire and water, but Xi Wenbai still didn't utter a word.

Anze held back for a while, and couldn't help asking Xi Wenbo if he didn't believe him, Xi Wenbo shook his head, leaned over, held Anze's face and pulled him closer.

He is very strong, and his lips and teeth are full of struggle and despair. The truth is not important, the process is not important, where he went this morning, who he met is not important, what should be said and what should not be said are left for later. Well, tonight he just wants him to stay.

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