My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 92 How Can I Let You Live With Peace of Mind?

After the dinner, Xingheng and Shi Zuo asked for half a month's leave.

Originally there was an annual leave, but Xingheng wanted to extend the vacation, which is not weird, but Shi Zhuo always felt that Xingheng must have something unavoidable, but he didn't ask specifically, just said that if you need help, just ask.

This sentence is not polite, nor is it a scene, but a sincere desire to help, but based on his understanding of Xingheng, this person probably won't ask him.

From the time he knew Xingheng, he knew that this person was too independent and would never bother others, unless it was absolutely necessary, otherwise even if there were some detours, he would try his best to solve it by himself.

But he missed one thing, that is, if it was about He Mingsheng, it would be a last resort.

The first thing Xingheng did when he woke up was not to look for He Mingsheng, but to go to a place with He Mingsheng on his back.

Lanshan Police Station.

The moment He Guoping saw Xingheng, he was shocked at first, and then furious.

Xingheng didn't know why he came to He Guoping. Logically speaking, He Guoping had already been punished as he should, but he still came here as if he was masochistic.

He Guoping was furious with him, and he was also furious with He Guoping.

"You are well protected by He Mingsheng." He Guoping's first words when he picked up the phone were sarcasm.

Hearing what He Guoping said, Xingheng laughed.

He knew that He Guoping was not angry, he knew it from the moment he approached him four years ago.He Mingsheng ignored him, but felt sad for an outsider, and his uncle couldn't even enter the house.

"What are you laughing at? Are you here to see my joke?" He Guoping turned his head and glanced at the guards next to him, then lowered his voice and said, "Did He Mingsheng ask you to come here? If you kill him, you should let him die in a wet, smelly ditch."

Gritting his teeth, the bitter resentment somehow made Xing Heng feel at ease.

With a smile on his face, meeting He Guoping's gaze, he said slowly, "No."

He Guoping paused, and then asked: "He didn't ask you to come? Then how do you know I'm here?"

Hearing this sentence, Xingheng's laughter even overflowed the corners of his mouth, and he looked at He Guoping with some incomprehensible emotions in his eyes: "It's the daughter that you don't want to let go, please come to me."

Just a short sentence, but it was like a bolt from the blue, He Guoping was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he was stunned, silent for a long time.

Xingheng didn't care, but asked again, "Since you don't want to be in charge, why are you born and suffering for nothing?"

He Guoping frowned, as if he didn't understand why Xingheng asked this question.

It's just that Xingheng's words are more like speaking to another person.

But in a blink of an eye, He Guoping figured out the origin of Xingheng's plain anger, and smiled triumphantly: "You ran away when I lost you, and I left you a sum of money without thinking, which can be regarded as a shot for myself. Tell me, what are you still not satisfied with?"

The two people at this moment are like comparing who can hurt the other's heart more.

Xingheng leaned back, then leaned forward slightly, met He Guoping's eyes, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "That's true, according to your calculations, that Xing Yaohui is a little more human than you!"

After speaking, he glanced at the guard behind He Guoping, his expression unchanged: "Do you know why I came here today?"

He Guoping didn't move, waiting for the answer, which was what he wanted to know.It stands to reason that there was no communication between him and Xingheng at first, except that he made an appointment to meet once back then.

After this, they never saw each other again.

The only common connection is He Mingsheng.

"He Meiqi asked me to come and see you." Xingheng said while looking at He Guoping's expression.

When the words He Meiqi came out, He Guoping's eyes changed, remorseful, frustrated, and sad.

Xingheng seemed very satisfied, and continued: "She said, let me see, are you doing well?"

He Guoping saw the eerie and eerie smile on Xingheng's face.He knew what Xingheng's words meant.

There are clear regulations on prison visits, and you can’t say anything that is not good for prisoners, or affect their emotions, leading to suicide or prison escape, so Xingheng’s real meaning should be: Come and see your biological father who tried to violate her, are you still doing it? Live with peace of mind?

With a "click", the phone fell, alarming the guards.

But Xingheng acted like a normal person, with innocence written all over his face, muttering: "She just wants to ask me to come and see you, she really misses you, uncle, please don't get excited."

The guard shouted: "The prisoner is out of control, please stop visiting the prison."

When Xingheng came out, he continued to explain to the guards beside him with innocent eyes: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect him to miss his daughter so much, just hearing this name."

Perhaps Xingheng's expression on his face was too innocent, or Xingheng's disguise was too good. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Xingheng was really guilty and scared at the moment.

The staff on the side comforted: "This is the first time for the little brother to come to this place, don't be afraid, it is very common for criminals to be emotionally disturbed."

Xingheng kept nodding, and kept thanking the relevant staff.

It's just that no one saw it. The expression under the smiling face was ruthless, indifferent, and bloodthirsty, as if wishing to see He Guoping's corpse immediately.

He was betting, betting on He Guoping's guilt towards He Meiqi.

He knew that He Mingsheng had never used this bargaining chip when he brought down He Guoping, and based on what he knew about He Mingsheng, that person would never do anything with a girl's reputation.

He was also betting that He Guoping didn't want to be more guilty, and he didn't dare to explain this matter to the police.

One thought of life and death, success or failure in one fell swoop.

If the guilt is greater than wanting to live, then He Guoping will not have a good life for the rest of his life, but if he wants to live even more, then He Guoping should live in fear and suffering every day, always alert to the fact he has grasped.

What he wanted was He Guoping's guilt, fear, and suffering!

Xingheng walked on the road, looking at the cold winter.The detention center has never been a crowded place, and now coupled with this severe winter, it is even more freezing from the inside out.

After wrapping himself in the clothes, Xingheng walked a long way before taking out his phone.

"Hey, little Xingheng?" Shi Zuo seemed to be in the kitchen, and could hear the clear sound of a kitchen knife hitting the chopping board.

"Brother Shi Zhuo..." Xing Heng was a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"I...may need you to do me a favor..."

......

"Okay, I'll figure out a way." Shi Zhuo said.

After hanging up the phone, Xingheng touched his pocket habitually, wanting to smoke a cigarette to relieve the depression in his heart.

But the cigarette was not found, but the phone that had just been put in his pocket rang.

You don't have to guess who it is.

Since he got up today, he hasn't even said hello to He Mingsheng, and he disappeared, and he walked away for a while.

"Hey, brother..."

Xingheng yelled softly.

"Where is it?" He Mingsheng said in a serious tone, "I'll pick you up."

"I'm out to buy some meat, I want to eat dumplings."

"How long have you been out?"

"Brother..." Xingheng acted like a baby: "I just changed to another vegetable market and wanted to go shopping for a while, but...but who would have thought, I got lost." The last sentence said It was ambiguous, and even a little bit wronged.

Hearing Xingheng's grievance, He Mingsheng immediately softened his attitude: "Then you stand up obediently, and I will pick you up."

"No, I'm coming out."

"Stand still, wait for me!"

Unable to refuse, He Mingsheng hung up the phone.

Xingheng stared at the phone in a daze, and a "fuck" pierced the sky.