Porcelain industry leader

Since the end of November, the temperature in the whole city has dropped sharply, and the howling cold wind, like a falcon entering through a broken window, disturbs people's ears.

As a witness, Gu Qingchi attended Gu Jian's second trial procedure.

The trial room of the court was similar to what he had imagined, bright and spacious, but the whole environment was filled with a sense of solemnity and tranquility, which made people feel admiration.

Wearing handcuffs, Gu Jian walked out with his head bowed, followed by two police officers in uniform. When he raised his head and swept across Gu Qingchi's face, he quickly lowered his head again.

Gu Qingchi's heart was full of mixed emotions, his eyes were no longer sharp, and followed everything around him, and they dimmed.

This once arrogant, domineering and domineering man seemed to have aged ten years overnight. His hair was shaved close to his scalp, and he could clearly see large areas of graying hair roots. His entire face had lost weight, with sunken eye sockets and pupils. Flushed, as if I haven't slept well in a long time.

Come to think of it, who can sleep well knowing they might be sentenced to death.

It is not difficult to imagine how he spent this month.

Like a cancer patient declared dead by a doctor, unable to walk or move, living in fear every second, annoyed and desperate.

I don't know if he will have nightmares at night, and when he wakes up, he finds that he has fallen into a deeper nightmare, and what kind of mood he feels.

Gu Qingchi hoped that he could taste these feelings.

It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are kind. During the entire trial process, Gu Qingchi experienced Gu Jian's kindness for the first time in his life.

It's not the kind of kindness that you feel guilty for violating your conscience, but the true feeling from the heart.

He no longer prayed for a light sentence from the judge, nor yelled loudly. He just narrated the process of committing the crime in a low voice, and his inner thoughts seemed to use this short time to review his life controlled by interests and money.

The judge's final verdict on Gu Jian was: a death sentence with a two-year reprieve.

It sounds like rebirth, but in a sense, it is the end of his life. Regardless of whether it will be converted to life imprisonment in the future, he will spend the rest of his life in prison.

It's dark.

"I know you won't forgive me for what I say now, and I don't ask you to forgive me, I just hope you can be safe in the future."

"It's only now that I know how important freedom is to a person."

"I'm really sorry..."

Gu Jian's voice trembled a little, he turned around and bowed deeply.

He didn't look up when he got up, but Gu Qingchi could still see tears on his face.

Gu Qingchi didn't speak, and didn't even show any expression.

He didn't know how to say goodbye to this person.

When walking out of the court, Gu Qingchi saw Song Yu waiting at the door.

"He was given a suspended death sentence," Gu Qingchi said.

"I heard it all," Song Yu knocked on the wall, "This thing is not soundproof."

Gu Qingchi smiled, "People seem to realize how precious the things they once had are only after they lose them."

"That's right, so you should cherish and cherish me." Song Yu tilted his head, looked at his side face, and smiled.

"Well," Gu Qingchi hooked his neck, tilted his head, and the foreheads of the two touched lightly, "I will sleep with you once a day from now on."

"No," Song Yu laughed angrily, "Can you not discuss this kind of thing at such a serious moment?"

"Relax the atmosphere," Gu Qingchi sighed, "I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."

"What's the matter?" Song Yu rubbed his chest.

Gu Qingchi took a deep breath, and walked out of the hall side by side with him.

"I thought I would be happy after hearing the verdict. At least I won't have to see him again in this life. He will be imprisoned until he dies of old age to repent for the mistakes he made in his life. This is worse than the death penalty," The sunlight outside the courtroom was a bit dazzling, so Gu Qingchi raised his hand to block it, "I mustered up the courage to laugh at him severely, and leave him a handsome back, but I still couldn't do it, I don't know why I saw him That way, I can't be cruel."

"Because you are kind." Song Yu pinched his face, "You are different from him. You have kind thoughts in your heart, so you can get out of the mud without getting stained."

"Have you ever heard of a word called like attracts like?" Song Yu asked.

"I heard, what's the matter." Gu Qingchi turned to look at him.

"You have never been the same type of person as they were, not from birth, so you can't blend in, and you will feel depressed when you get along with him in the same space. Even after getting along with him for so many years, you haven't become like him. You always want to get something for nothing, and you don’t want to enjoy it for a while, and you do those sneaky things. You are different from them in essence." Song Yu poked Gu Qingchi's chest, "That's why I like you. Always carry a positive force."

"A good relationship probably means growing and progressing together. Although we can't see where the end is, we must have you on this journey." Song Yu took his hand.

A warm current surged through Gu Qingchi's chest, and he said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I'll take you to the ditch?"

"Blessed are the same, and the same is difficult. Let's get up together after being thrown into the ditch." Song Yu rubbed the back of Gu Qingchi's head, "Hey, your hair should be cut."

"It's not long." Gu Qingchi touched his hair, "I just cut it last month."

"It's been last month, and it's still just now," Song Yu said involuntarily, "I'll get my hair cut later, I like the feeling that it's hard to the touch, a little prickly, but soft when you rub it."

"What the hell? Hard and soft?" Gu Qingchi's facial features were almost screwed together.

"It's commonly known as inch head." Song Yu said.