There is always a time that is meaningful to everyone, such as 9:30.
It was a nightmare, a curse.
"Damn it, you killed him!"
His father slapped him with 100% force. Cao Pi's face was burning with pain, but he didn't care. I just stared blankly at the pale green 9:30 on the electronic clock.
"Brother Ang, are you dead? Because I..." The sound of a chainsaw echoed in my ears, and the world turned black.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that it was also 9:30 when he saw him for the first time. Does this mean a new beginning?
By some strange combination of circumstances, he "chooses" Ang Ge's past occupation - special police. It's a pity that the documents are incomplete, and instead of being lost, they were detained by my father.
"You are not qualified to do this!"
His father's cold words were still in his ears. He slammed the door and left, but he didn't have the courage to refute.
"Get up and stop puffing away at me." The forensic doctor in a white coat took his cigarette and pinched it. He was always lukewarm towards him, but he had had those feelings for him for more than ten years. What are you still insisting on? Just because of that smile ten years ago.
"I really don't understand what's bothering you. You're not Cao Ang. Why did you follow his path to Heilongjiang?"
After so many years, in fact, this is what he needs.
What are you worrying about? Who knows what will happen at 9:30 next time. Just let yourself decide.