Hot flashes and slim waist

Jiang Zhao thought she would stay here until the court trial, giving her life an end.

The door was opened, and it was not Yu Xiao who walked in, but the prison guard.

The prison guard took out a key from his hand and said with contempt: "You can go out now."

What? Jiang Zhao suspected that he had heard wrongly.

go out? How could she just go out? She shouldn't be escorted to trial and then go down to accompany Lu Zhenting.

The prison guard was impatient and kicked Jiang Zhao: "Go away quickly. Why are you still standing here?"

Jiang Zhao hadn't recovered yet and couldn't feel the pain in his body.

She passed many places along the way.

After seeing her, the door opened slowly.

Was she released like this?

Jiang Zhao kept his head down on the road without asking a word.

If she didn't say anything, the prison guard next to her would tell her.

"I don't know what kind of bad luck you have, but there are still people helping you."

"Hmph, you murderer, you should find a place to hide when you go out, and don't come out to harm other people again."

"Scum, bah."

The door closed behind him, and Jiang Zhao stood in the sunshine.

Only then can I see clearly what the outside world is like.

A road leads into the distance with no end in sight. There are many weeds growing on both sides of the road. Now she is accompanied only by the sun above her head.

When he came in, he had nothing else on him, and his only cell phone was out of battery at this time.

There is still some balance in the mobile phone, which is the money she earned from her previous part-time job. It has nothing to do with the Lu family or the Jiang family. It was earned through her own hard work.

This was something Pei Wang couldn't take away from her, and it was considered a favor to her.

At least I can live for a few days, but there is not much money in the card, so I can only live for a few days.

Jiang Zhao walked aimlessly on the road. He didn't know how long he walked. He felt that the sun was no longer so dazzling, and the surrounding weeds gradually faded out of sight, replaced by flowers.

It seems she has now reached the center of town.

More than once in the prison, I looked out the window at the city center dotted with lights, feasting, singing and dancing.

Jiang Zhao relied on the route of her memory and returned to the apartment she once rented with Shi Yue.

The elevator opened slowly, and when I was about to look for the key, I realized that the landlord had already changed the door lock.

The thing in the corner of the corridor looked very familiar.

It's her luggage.

It seemed like she didn't even have a place to sleep tonight.

Jiang Zhao walked downstairs with his suitcase and left this small building full of memories.

There are no important items in the luggage.

Those had already been taken away by Shi Yue, and now she had nothing.

After going downstairs, Jiang Zhao found a convenience store to borrow a power bank, and finally charged his mobile phone that had been turned off for a long time.

The balance in the card is enough for her to live for a while.

If only she could be frugal with her flowers.

Jiang Zhao looked at the dazzling array of food on the shelves and thought about the balance on his card, and finally bought a bucket of the cheapest instant noodles. Since you are still alive, let's work hard.

After eating, we started looking for a place to rest.

Jiang Zhao initially looked for a few express hotels.

Those people recognized her as the murderer of Lu Zhenting at a glance and rejected her directly.

"Sorry, we don't accept murderers here."

Why didn't these people investigate? Since she had killed someone, how could she still get out of prison? Some people even wanted to call the police. As soon as they took out their mobile phones, Jiang Zhao left. I said it righteously, I can’t stop.

Finally, Jiang Zhao found a place to stay in a small hotel.

The small hotel is run by an old couple over 80 years old. They don't know the Internet and naturally don't know Jiang Zhao's true identity.

The house is very small and cannot be compared to a hotel, but fortunately it has everything you need.

The room was very clean and the bedding smelled like it had been exposed to sunlight.

Jiang Zhao put down the things and looked at himself in the mirror.

I didn't expect that after a few days, I would be so haggard.

When the doorbell rang, Jiang Zhao opened the door carefully and found that the landlady was holding a kettle in her hand. She said with a smile: "Girl, our place is no better than other hotels. There is no water heater. This is the hot water I boiled. You use it first." Stay."

The stranger's concern warmed Jiang Zhao's cold heart, but it quickly returned to its original state the moment he closed the door.

Now she can no longer trust anyone, and she must let go of her feelings.

After taking off his clothes, Jiang Zhao sat on the bench in the bathroom and wiped his body with hot water.

The moment the hot water touched my body, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

How could things develop to this point? At first Jiang Zhao thought she was crying because she was like this, but slowly she realized that there was an empty space in her heart.

A long time ago, she was found among the dead, and she didn't realize what had happened until she woke up.

It was a murder, not an accident as everyone said.

But in order to survive, we have to admit it.

When everyone asked her who she was, Jiang Zhao insisted that she was Jiang Shijie's daughter.

Jiang Zhao's decision brought about earth-shaking changes in her destiny.

She can never go back.

As for the real self, he had already been burned to death in that fire.

Now that the great revenge has been avenged, Jiang Zhao also got his wish.

Jiang Zhao stayed in a small hotel for seven days in a daze.

The door was opened seven days later.

During this period, an old lady would occasionally come up to deliver things.

"What happened to grandma?"

The old lady smiled and said, "Girl, is it convenient for you now?"

Jiang Zhao didn't understand what the old lady was saying at first. When he saw a bowl of hot wontons in her hand, he was a little surprised. He didn't know why the old man came up to give her wontons.

She is just a guest here.

The rent here is very cheap, and Jiang Zhao can use most of the remaining money to live here for half a year.

She didn't want to go anywhere but this house, and she didn't want to have any contact with the outside world.

I am still alive, but I can't find the meaning of living.

The name on the ID card is still "Jiang Zhao", but she is the real Zhao Jiaojiao.

But which one of the two is her?

The heavy curtains were drawn, and Jiang Zhao couldn't tell whether it was night or day outside.

There are only four or five channels on the TV, the WiFi in the room is also very poor, and there is very little that can be done.

The person looking through his address book didn't know who he should go to.

These people definitely don't want to have any contact with Jiang Zhao anymore.

People on her phone either deleted her or blocked her. If she shamelessly sent a message in the chat box, a red exclamation mark would be waiting for her.

The red is so dazzling.

She didn't want to test it at all.