Go to jail, she won't wait for him.
He didn't want her to wait for him either, it wasn't worth it.
It’s just…his heart hurts so much, it really hurts, it hurts so much that he’s almost dying…
"Can I go out for a cigarette?"
The policeman who was sorting out the documents took a look at him, understood what had happened, and knew that it was not He Jiali's fault, so he nodded in agreement with a pretty good attitude.
The tall and thin boy leaned against the wall, and his slender finger bones casually tapped the cigarette box. A cigarette slipped out, and the metal lighter lit the cigarette butt. In an instant, smoke rings and mist filled the air.
The movements are sloppy.
He frowned.
I caught a glimpse of a fair and bright face out of the corner of my eye.
He Jiali looked at the girl in disbelief, "You didn't leave?"
"Um."
"Waiting until now?"
"Um."
He Jiali's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt sore and uncomfortable.
He put out his cigarette and for a moment he didn't dare to touch her.
"Why hasn't your hand been bandaged yet? Didn't they treat you? Does it still hurt..."
There was a hint of tears in her voice.
He thought she would scold him harshly, or even worse, ignore him forever.
The only thing I didn't expect was.
She just cared about his wound and whether it hurt.
"Are you stupid? It's so late, and you're just waiting outside like an idiot? What if I have to stay in here all night and can't come out? Will you leave?"
"Then I might leave." She laughed.
He Jiali's eyes reddened.
She won't.
"What did the police say?"
"Wait until Fang Lu's injury report comes out. If I..." He was silent for a while, and finally did not say the words "If I go to jail, let's break up."
Pan Shu knew it was no big deal.
He Jiali is smart and very cunning.
There is a limit to hurting others.
The minor injuries suffered by that disgusting thing were not enough to convict He Jiali.
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