Five years after their breakup, a prominent lawyer is desperately seeking reconciliation.

Uncle Jiang paused for a moment, then picked up another piece of meat, chewing it vigorously without saying a word.

Gu Yang smiled and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and tossed it over.

Uncle Jiang's eyes lit up, like a dog seeing shit. He quickly opened a cigarette, lit it, and took a big swig.

"Not bad, not bad, girl, your boyfriend is much better than the previous one."

"Actually, it's fine to tell you, it's not a big deal. I went to the city to work and also to visit your dad. Maybe he missed you and asked me where you're working now?"

"How would I know? He asked who was taking care of your grandmother, and I told him she was in a nursing home."

Jiang Wan stood quietly, her trembling fingers revealing the turmoil in her heart.

She had her doubts, but when the answer came out of nowhere, she still felt suffocated and heartbroken.

The truth is so obvious.

Zhang Haiyun...that woman, no wonder she always manages to find time to visit him in prison.

No wonder she knew where her grandmother lived and went there to cause a scene.

No wonder she moved to Haicheng two years ago.

Because she had always maintained contact with Jiang Yunsheng!

Uncle Jiang was still rambling on and on.

"To be honest, you're just too stubborn. No matter what, he's your dad. What's wrong with him caring about you? Even though he made a mistake back then, wasn't it all because of your mom..."

"Uncle, we'll be going now. We'll bring you canned food next time we come."

Gu Yang interrupted him, put his arm around Jiang Wan's shoulder, and led her out.

On the way back, it gradually got dark.

Jiang Wan leaned back in her seat, turned her head to look out the window, raised it slightly, and occasionally wiped her cheek with her fingers.

Gu Yang pretended not to notice and turned on the car's music. The soothing music flowed through the car, masking a sob that was hard to hold back.

The car came to a smooth stop at the entrance of the residential area. Gu Yang turned his head and saw Jiang Wan in the passenger seat with her eyes closed, her breathing steady and calm.

Gu Yang didn't wake her, but leaned back gently in his chair and watched her without moving.

Her long eyelashes covered her pure and bright almond-shaped eyes, her full lips were a little dry, and her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, making one want to reach out and smooth them.

Gu Yang did indeed do that, but his fingers had barely touched her brow when...

Jiang Wan then opened her eyes.

Gu Yang awkwardly lowered his hand: "There's a loose thread."

Jiang Wan stretched and unbuckled her seatbelt: "Gu Yang, although I know you don't want to hear it, I still want to thank you."

"Wanwan, if possible..." Gu Yang hesitated before speaking, "you can tell me everything, and I'm willing to face it with you."

Jiang Wan closed the car door and waved.

"Thank you, but this is my fate, and no one else can help me. Goodbye."

Gu Yang lowered his eyes in disappointment, then looked up again after a moment.

"Wanwan, I believe that day will come."

There will definitely come a day when Wanwan will tell herself her story without reservation, and cry to herself for help without any burden.

Jiang Wan smiled and watched Gu Yang turn and leave.

Then he turned around, his gaze unconsciously looking upwards, and easily found the window.

The lights were on, and there were many people.

The morning's allure almost made her succumb, but fortunately, the harsh reality woke her up in time, clearly telling her not to think about escaping this boundless hell.

Jiang Wan gave a wry smile, took out her phone, and asked for leave on the app.

…………

Morning, Haicheng Prison.

As soon as the window opened, Jiang Wan handed over her documents.

"Hello, meeting with Jiang Yunsheng."

From childhood to adulthood, this name almost only existed on her test papers, those crooked and poorly imitated signatures.

His face was always blurry in my memory.

Until five years ago, she appeared in court as a family member, watching him weep and repent, listening to his repeated excuses that it was all for the sake of the children.

That was the first time she had looked directly at the man she called her father, seen his face clearly, and heard his voice.

Unfortunately, before the trial was over, she was grabbed by the hair and dragged out.

Fists and slaps rained down on him relentlessly, his ears were ringing from the blows, and his face and mouth were so swollen that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

She even saw the flash of silver light as the knife was wielded.

If the judge and bailiffs hadn't rushed over and rescued her, her life might have ended that day.

The sound of the door opening pulled Jiang Wan back to reality.

She looked up and saw a man in a blue prison uniform walk in and sit down opposite her.

Gone is the sharpness and impulsiveness of five years ago, replaced by timidity and ingratiation.

He picked up the glass phone, pointed at Jiang Wan, and gestured for her to answer.

Jiang Wan just stared at him coldly, without moving.

Jiang Yunsheng awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, forcing a stiff smile, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the dangling telephone cord, his whole body radiating discomfort.

Jiang Wan suddenly felt extremely bored and instantly lost the desire to question him.

Wasn't his motive for guiding Zhang Haiyun closer to him just for money?

He had no money, so he pushed himself out again, even going so far as to tell her about his grandmother.

He has always been selfish, and that has never changed!

Jiang Wan looked up and gestured to the guards behind Jiang Yunsheng that the visitation was over.

Although the guards were puzzled, they still took Jiang Yunsheng out according to the rules.

"Oh dear, so this person not only has one son, but also a daughter this big."

Jiang Wan suddenly turned her head and looked at the old man with gray hair next to her.

"Sir, what did you just say?"

"Isn't he your dad? You two look very alike."

Jiang Wan nodded: "Yes, but you said son..."

"I visit my son every month, I've seen him many times. Your mother brings your younger brother to see him. Your mother comes in by herself, and your younger brother waits in the lobby outside..."

"Your brother seems to be ill; he looks like he could be knocked down by a gust of wind."

The old man scratched his head, trying to recall.

"Oh, right, your mother cried once, saying she couldn't ignore it, and she couldn't contact that brat either. Was it...you?"

A chill suddenly exploded from deep within Jiang Wan's spine, instantly spreading throughout her body; she felt as if her blood had frozen into ice shards.

The old man continued to lecture her: "Let me tell you, young lady, you can't just abandon this family. Even though your father is in there, who hasn't made mistakes? Listen to me, as long as your mother is here, you still have a home."

Jiang Wan burst out laughing; she suddenly felt that this world was so absurd.

Everything around me felt like a cheap set on a stage, and I felt like an NPC struggling to survive under the difficulties that others could create.

"Girl, are you alright? What happened to you? No wonder I've never seen you before. It turns out this whole family is sick."

The old man was so frightened that he got up and sat down elsewhere.

Jiang Wan stopped laughing and walked unfocusedly toward the door.