Chapter 538 In a Dreamlike Expectation

In the following time, Gong Hai seemed to be deliberately staying away from Mu Chun. He first discussed with Ding Jiajun about learning painting with Ding Jiajun during the winter vacation, and Ding Jiajun of course agreed. Bai Lu complained that it seemed that painters were really more relaxed than doctors and teachers.

Mu Chun felt very comfortable listening to this, and couldn't help stretching and giving Bai Lu a thumbs up.

After talking about the painting plan, Gong Hai asked Bai Lu if she was willing to be his instructor. If Gong Hai didn't mention it himself, Mu Chun would also have this idea. If Bai Lu could become Gong Hai's instructor, it would be a good thing for the current status of both of them.

Gong Hai needs to have a plan for life, and Bai Lu had better not be idle.

Not letting life be too idle has always been a good way to avoid emotional problems.

When Ding Jiajun asked Gong Hai what other plans he had besides painting and practicing piano, Gong Hai lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and then the three adults realized that they were really a false alarm. Gong Hai suddenly lowered his head because he said that he had not completed many homeworks in preparation for the competition, and he was afraid that if he delayed studying any longer, it would become a joke.

Bai Lu couldn't help laughing first, and then Ding Jiajun pretended to pat Gong Hai's head, while Mu Chun secretly felt happy for Gong Hai in her heart.

"An orderly city." This sentence was more touching and grateful to Mu Chun than any song at the final of the Lechuan International Piano Competition that day.

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Under the night, Mu Chun walked beside Bai Lu. Bai Lu had a lot of things to say to Mu Chun, but she didn't know where to start. After such a day, Bai Lu felt that she was too bad compared to Gong Hai.

Gong Hai was already an orphan, but he was still trying hard to get his life back to normal. What about her? She seemed to always complain about the unfairness of life and ask others to help her. Compared with the pain and sadness faced by Gong Hai, what she had experienced before was nothing?

When her husband was not at home, she felt lonely, so she went to drink and indulged in a kind of vain emotion. Then she felt sad, painful, and more lonely. She blamed her husband for all this and forgave herself.

Compared with Gong Hai, wasn't her suffering self-inflicted?

No, it was too difficult to admit such a thing.

He Ping did give her too little company, and this could not be blamed entirely on her.

But compared with the suffering of a child, the pain she experienced was so insignificant, so...

Bai Lu wrapped her coat tightly around her. She originally planned to take a taxi home after the game. It was noon and the sun was still a little warm. She never expected to walk on the streets of Raohai at night in a dress and a coat that was not very warm.

It was really unbearable, and it made people's heads stiff.

"Is it cold?" Mu Chun asked sideways.

"A little bit." Although he didn't tell the truth, his teeth were chattering.

"Let's take a taxi back. It's too cold. I can't stand the cold."

A taxi happened to pass by. Without waiting for Bai Lu to agree, Mu Chun stopped the taxi and opened the back door. After Bai Lu got in, Mu Chun sat in the co-pilot seat and told the driver the address of Bai Lu's home.

"Go to bed early, Teacher Bai Lu. If you have any questions, can we talk about it on Monday?" Mu Chun asked.

"Okay, I'll arrange time on Monday morning."

After Bai Lu finished speaking, she looked out the window at the night. She always felt that apart from the cold, there was nothing particularly uncomfortable. This Saturday seemed to be the most relaxing day for her in this period of time.

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When the alarm clock rang, Mu Chun had already washed up. According to the estimated time, Xiaoxiao should arrive at Raohai Station in an hour. If the calculation is correct, Xiaoxiao will arrive at the gate of Fengchuan First Prison before eleven o'clock.

Luo Yang promised Mu Chun to coordinate every aspect of the treatment before he arrived at the prison. After experiencing what happened on Saturday, Luo Yang seemed to have a better understanding of "drama therapy".

When Mu Chun arrived at Fengchuan No. 1 Prison, Luo Yang was already waiting for Mu Chun in the office, looking "ready". Mu Chun patted Luo Yang's shoulder gratefully, "The treatment room is really well decorated."

"That's nothing, you haven't seen Pan Guangshen yet, I dressed him up to be clean, white and fat."

Luo Yang was not exaggerating. When Mu Chun followed Luo Yang to the solitary supervision room, it was really hard to associate the person in front of him with the smelly and dirty Pan Guangshen a week ago.

In the gray room, Pan Guangshen was wearing a blue judicial uniform. Although this suit didn't look right on him, the size was acceptable.

Luo Yang whispered to Mu Chun that this was the most suitable suit he could find. Time was limited, and he couldn't handle all his colleagues at Fengchuan No. 1 Prison. It was not appropriate to borrow clothes from others temporarily.

Mu Chun frowned at the inconsistency and whispered to Luo Yang: "It's okay, it looks like that, but the white coat I brought you must suit you."

Luo Yang's mouth twitched when he heard it, "You really brought it?"

Mu Chun smiled and said, "I brought it."

In front of Pan Guangshen, the two chatted for several rounds. Pan Guangshen stood aside patiently, his mood was stable, his posture was upright, and he checked his clothes from time to time to see if they were neat. His dark complexion still looked dull in the gray room, but his complexion was much better than a week ago.

After all, his body had not fully recovered yet. Mu Chun took a step forward, and Luo Yang instinctively stretched out his hand to block Mu Chun in front of him.

Mu Chun stopped, still looking at Pan Guangshen from a distance.

"Don't worry, Officer Luo, I will be very obedient today." Pan Guangshen spoke in a tone like a big bear who accidentally knocked over a honey pot.

"Only obedient today? Pan Guangshen, I don't understand what you are saying." Luo Yang's tone was not as gentle as usual.

"Yes, yes, I really don't know how to thank Officer Luo. When you told me about this on Friday, I thought I was dreaming. I didn't dare to dream about it."

When Pan Guangshen said this, his eyes were full of gratitude and tenderness. If he didn't know that he was a prisoner, he really couldn't connect these eyes with prisoners serving sentences in prison.

"Are you ready?" Mu Chun suddenly said.

"Ready." Pan Guangshen's muscles tensed up and saluted Mu Chun.

"Well, you are the protagonist today, remember not to mess up." Mu Chun said seriously.

"Yes, I understand completely."

With a voice full of excitement and agitation, and a voice that could make him speechless at any time, Pan Guangshen followed Mu Chun and Luo Yang out of the single-person supervision room.