The snow-white walls, the light-saving lamps with light lights, and the light green explosion-proof glass welded with an iron fence.

Li Huowang, wrapped in two layers of bound clothes, looked at everything around him quietly and seriously.

The very monotonous environment around him seemed so vibrant in Li Huowang's eyes, as if the tones were all improved out of thin air.

This is just because everything is real, not false.

From Hongzhong's memory, Li Huowang learned that Xinsu's extremely powerful ability, that the innate qi in his body was nothing else, but part of the way of heaven.

Just like the turbid heart can tear the world apart, as long as the ability of the heart can be perfectly used, it can also be used as false to cultivate the truth.

After understanding this, Li Huowang's confusion completely disappeared. He didn't need to distinguish between true and false. As long as he cares, no matter what is true or false, it can become true.

With a "clang", the sound of the iron gate made Li Huowang look at the door.

First, two tall prison guards walked in from outside the door, holding police weapons in their hands, wearing bulletproof and anti-puncture clothes, standing alone like a door god.

From among them, Sun Xiaoqin was carrying a food box. She seemed to be very dissatisfied with the existence of the two.

"You young people are really, oh, if you say that with me, there will be no problem. You still have to follow me. One is not enough, and two of them will come at once. Are all the people in your prison very idle?"

The prison guards were also full of complaints about this. "Aunt Sun, don't make things difficult for us. This is a death order from the superiors. Although we are within the system, we have a guaranteed income from drought and flood, but we only earn a few thousand yuan a month. Now the housing price is almost square meters. For such a little money, it is really not worth the life of my son."

Sun Xiaoqin seemed to want to continue complaining. When she saw Li Huowang looking at her, she immediately walked over with the food box in pleasure. "Son? You wake up! Come and have a meal. Today, I made your favorite winter melon and rib soup!"

Li Huowang looked at the other person's face, the extremely familiar but very friendly face.

A plastic short-handled spoon was served half a spoonful of rice from the food box, and then half a piece of ribs and winter melon was picked up, and finally delivered to Li Huowang.

Li Huowang put this simple but delicious food into his mouth and chewed it gently.

He enjoyed this rare delicacy calmly, and no longer had to worry about whether he was eating winter melon ribs or rust and mud.

Looking at the corner of Sun Xiaoqin's crow's feet, Li Huowang whispered: "Mom, there is no need to circle around me for 24 hours a day. You can rest as well as I will get better and better in the future."

"What are you talking nonsense? The more you reach this time, the more you cannot escape from others around you!"

Hearing this, Li Huowang stopped persuading because he knew that it would be useless to persuade him with his temper.

This meal was rarely peaceful and peaceful, and there was no accident in the middle.

Just as the two guards guarding the gate couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He saw one of his colleagues walking into the ward with a man in his forties or fifties.

"It's okay, this is the father of bed 13."

The three prison guards saw at the same time that the man was walking towards the madman's bed with a bag of small oranges in a red net bag.

"Dad." Li Huowang stared at this strange man. He didn't wake up for much time, and there were only a handful of people when he bumped into his father by his side.

"Why are you here? You won't inform me before you come." Sun Xiaoqin blamed her husband, pulled his wrist and walked out the door.

Through the window with an iron fence, Li Huowang saw his parents hooking their necks slightly and muttering and saying something, and from time to time he peeked at him.

Li Huowang looked at their backs with a very complicated expression. The clothes they bought in the past looked a little big at this time, and they both lost weight.

Five minutes later, Li Huowang saw his father walking into the house again, while his mother left with the lunch box.

"Do you eat oranges?" Two sugar oranges were taken out of the red net pocket by a pair of rough hands.

Seeing Li Huowang shaking his head, he peeled his skin and placed it on the bedside table next to him.

"how are things?"

“It’s not bad, the environment here is pretty good.”

"How are you sick?"

"It's almost done, I mean it's true."

"Oh, that's good."

The two of them had a relationship, but gradually no one spoke.

The two of them broke the topic, which seemed normal. Compared with the mother who acted as a white-faced at home, the father who acted as a black-faced did not have much time to talk to each other.

Li Huowang observed the other person silently. The bloodshot and faint dark circles in his eyes proved that the other person was not sleeping enough.

The yellow collar and the oily cuffs proved that the clothes on his body had not been changed for a while.

And the bald hair had a lot more white hair than before, and the beard had not been shaved for several days.

And this man is his father, Li Jiancheng.

Looking at his son who was tied to the hospital bed and the scars on his face that were scratched across his face, Li Jiancheng sighed deeply. He reached out to take out the shriveled and wrinkled cigarette box from his shirt pocket, pulled out a cigarette from it, held it at the corner of his mouth, and lit it with a green transparent lighter.

He took a deep breath of cigarettes and slowly spit out again, as if it was smoked, and his eyes looked a little wet.

"Master, I'm sorry, now there is a complete ban on smoking in the prison area. Please cooperate."

Hearing the reminder of the prison guard at the door, Li Jiancheng quickly put out the cigarettes and looked around. He couldn't find the ashtray, and finally wrapped it in the peeled orange peel.

"Dad, haven't you quit? Why did you get it again?"

Li Jiancheng smiled and put the lighter in his hand into his pocket, "I'm upset. It's okay. This cigarette is cheap and it won't cost much."

"I'm not talking about money, but the body."

After a long time, Li Jiancheng sighed deeply and said, "It's because my dad is not good. I didn't find out that you have this problem early. I checked it online. The earlier the mental illness, the better. If I had discovered it before, maybe I wouldn't--"

"Dad, this matter has nothing to do with you!" Li Huowang couldn't help but interrupted the other party directly.

"This is a physical condition. Since I am Xinsu, this is my life and I can't escape it. You don't have to blame yourself. I will handle it well, don't worry."

When Li Huowang saw the corners of the other person's mouth tremble slightly, he knew that he shouldn't explain anything to him.

He didn't know the world over there at all. Talking about Xinsu to him would only make him think that his condition was not getting better.

"The fire is strong." Li Jiancheng's words were full of fatigue and bitterness. "I know you can't tell the difference. It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't tell the difference. Dad doesn't blame you."

"If you like to stay there, then stay there. If this makes you feel comfortable, don't worry, I have me here, and my dad can still withstand it."

Hearing this, Li Huowang felt sad, but he didn't say anything else. He was afraid that the tears in his eyes would flow out when he spoke.
Chapter completed!