When Gao Huai, shaved, wearing a prison vest and handcuffs, appeared behind the bars, Xiaomei's mind froze. For a moment, she couldn't believe the man before her was the one she'd been dreaming of. Was he really a prisoner? Would he never be free again?
Xiaomei's emotions were out of control. She rushed over to Gao Huai in the fence and shouted, "Gao Huai, is this really you? Why did you become like this?"
The police officer grabbed her and reminded her, "This is the police interview room. Please control your emotions."
Perhaps the depression in her heart was too heavy, or perhaps she was too excited to see Gao Huai, whom she had not seen for many years. No matter how the police reminded her, Xiaomei still could not control her emotions. She lay on the table and cried as if no one was around.
This scene not only brought shame to her face, but also made her feel desperate. Just a few years ago, their family of four had been so happy. How could it be like this now, after so many years? Whose fault was it? Wasn't this joke played by fate too cruel?
Gao Huai felt heartbroken as he watched Xiaomei crying, and couldn't help but shed tears of guilt. He sat on the fence and cried with Xiaomei.
The police officer, accustomed to witnessing scenes of joy and sorrow, couldn't help but feel sad. He quickly reminded them, "Time for the interview is quite tight. Please control your emotions and don't get too excited. If you have anything to say, please say it quickly."
At the police's reminder, Gao Huai tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart and distressedly persuaded Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, don't cry. We finally met each other. Let's talk for a few words. It will be difficult to meet again in the future."
The grievances and pain that Xiaomei had suppressed in her heart for a long time were finally released the moment she saw Gao Huai. She cried so hard that her heart was broken and she was heartbroken. When she was tired of crying, she slowly sat up, took the tissue handed to her by the police, wiped her tears, and gently calmed down.
She looked up at Gao Huai, who was also in tears, and asked with a choked voice, "Why are you doing this? You're not the boss of a foreign trade company anymore, but you're a fraudster. Do you think it feels good to be in jail?"
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