. Shi Yuan met Zhou Fusheng three times in total.
The first time was at the scene of a bathroom suicide case. Zhou Fusheng sat on the sofa and smoked one cigarette after another as if no one else was around. His indifferent attitude was more like the murderer than the murderer.
The second time was at the scene of a mass brawl. Zhou Fusheng was sitting on an overturned trash can covered in blood, smiling evilly and disgustingly, as if he was the MVP of the scene.
The third time was at the beach, where Zhou Fusheng committed suicide.
It wasn't until he dragged Zhou Fusheng ashore from the sea that Shi Yuan knew what Zhou Fusheng meant when they first met -
"Those who commit suicide are cowards.
If possible, I would also like to be a daredevil. "
Later, during their fourth meeting, Zhou Fusheng was blocked in the corner of the alley by Shi Yuan. There was not much to say to each other, but Shi Yuan held his wrist and looked directly into his eyes and asked him:
"We've met many times, right?"
Zhou Fusheng couldn't answer, because before that, this had always been his unspeakable secret.
·A fake bastard who holds a grudge & a real truncheon who accepts death
Also known as - "The truth is also false when it is fake. I fell in love with a stranger."
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Reading instructions:
1. This article is written in two parallel lines, that is, the old and new timelines are narrated in parallel, with no crossover and no difficulty in reading.
2. This article focuses on plot, with emotional lines concentrated in the middle and later stages. In the early stage, most of the interactions are through space, with both parties passing through each other's world.
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PS: The two of them were very tolerant. After they told me what I said, I tried my best to record it. The two of them sat next to me and ate melon seeds, and showed great tolerance for my words... To be honest, I was very touched.
PS again: pure nonsense, very exaggerated, so outrageous that Brother Shengsheng lay in my ear in the middle of the night and silently recited the 16 core socialist values. Well, my face was very red, and my roots were red.
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Intention: Justice is immortal.
