Trafford’s Trading Club

The old man was obviously still hesitant, but even so, he finally came to the club owner.

The maid pulled out a chair for him, and Old Feng sat down slightly uneasily.

"I...am I dreaming?" Old Feng just sat down and said this subconsciously.

Luo Qiu waved his hand and asked You Ye to retreat first and serve tea, and then said: "You can regard it as a dream, a real dream. Of course, whether this is an illusion or reality ultimately depends on you."

Old Feng raised his head and looked from the left to the right of the club lobby, then turned to look behind him. He looked at the many and strange furnishings here, and finally focused on the mysterious guy opposite him.

There was a wry smile on the old man's face, "A long time ago, I believed that there was karma. Now that I have come here and feel the feeling here, I am even more convinced of this."

"How do you say that?" Luo Qiu became interested and wanted to know what this old man who had to spend the rest of his life in prison would think.

Lao Feng sighed and said: "Thirty-five years ago... I made a big mistake when I was still young and vigorous. But I didn't have the courage to face it, so I chose to escape. I thought I could escape. …I did escape for quite some time.”

There was a happy smile on Lao Feng's face, "At that time, I relied on my crafts to make a living, and later I married a very good wife. And a new life was about to come to our home."

But he quickly shook his head: "I thought my life was lucky. But I know that for some wrong things, even if you escape, you will eventually make up for it. If you don't take the initiative, , maybe God will come and take you in, but sooner or later."

"Yes." Luo Qiu nodded, "Old man, do you think your wife's death in childbirth is belated retribution?"

Old Feng smiled, but bitterly.

He did not continue this topic, but pleadingly said: "I will never be able to pay for the wrong things I did in my lifetime. God did not kill me, but just let me live. I dare not complain. Because this is what I deserve." Something you deserve.”

Sighing, Old Feng suddenly lowered his head and spoke clearly and clearly: "What exactly do I need to give you so that... you can get back those lost things?"

"Do you just want to meet your daughter?" Luo Qiu asked softly.

"I don't dare to ask her to forgive me. This is what I deserve." Old Feng raised his head. After all, he was already bald and looked older now. "Even if it's just from a distance, just from a distance." also."

"If you only meet once..." Luo Qiu paused for a while, stretched out his hand on the table, and several cards with strange patterns appeared, "These are all things you can use to pay. "

Lao Feng opened the first one at once, "Remember it?"

He shook his head... For a person who can only live in prison, memories are probably the most precious possessions.

There is no love or career choices here, and he cannot say that he has happiness.

For in this place of atonement it is no longer possible to have these things: for his sentence is indefinite.

Memories with my daughter, memories with my wife, my own sanity... my own health, my own longevity, and finally, doing good.

"Do good?"

"Well, you don't have much time to do good deeds. It only takes a year."

Luo Qiu nodded: "Actually, I recommend that customers choose the option with a relatively small time to do good. Because the shorter the time, the higher the chance of completion. Of course, the shorter the time, it also means a lack of purchasing power. However, You just want to meet me, old man, that’s about it. But..."

"But what?" Feng Guichun suddenly became nervous... He knew that the person he was making a deal with was not a living Bodhisattva who wanted to save the world.

"However, I don't recommend that you choose to do good in the end." Luo Qiu said slowly: "As far as I know, the people you killed at the beginning still have relatives alive."

Old Feng's face turned ugly, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "You mean, as long as I live for one day, it will be a sin for that person's relatives... right?"

"Well..." Luo Qiu swayed his sitting position and then said softly: "Let's put it this way, many things have been forgotten as time goes by. But no one can be sure that there will not be a day when he will remember you. I hate you so much. For people, the occasional thought of it will also cause sadness in their hearts. If this sadness occurs within this year, according to the spirit of the contract, you can only be regarded as a breach of contract... Then I'm sorry, we need to ask you elsewhere. Deduction. I’m afraid you don’t want to see this kind of deduction. So the last option is a gamble.”

"It seems to be the best choice, but it is also basically an impossible choice..." Old Feng shook his head, but still said gratefully: "But, thank you for reminding me of this."

Boss Luo was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "It's nothing, I was just criticized not long ago... Well, I have been reflecting on it recently."

Old Feng sighed again and said: "I don't dare to gamble... I escaped like that back then, which was also a gamble on my life, but obviously I have completely lost. If it only takes half a year to live, I can meet my daughter." On the other hand, I am willing to spend more time, three years, or even five years, I hope..."

He took a deep breath: "I can see the day she gets married with my own eyes...even if it's just in the corner. If I can see her being blessed and getting married happily, then I...have nothing to worry about." That’s it.”

"Then five years."

"Sure!" Old Feng nodded heavily.

"Thank you for coming, my guest."

Luo Qiu stood up and gave the transaction guests the most profound etiquette.

…

After waving his hand, Lao Feng disappeared from the club.

The parchment that had just been signed was slowly rolled up in the air, and finally fell into Luo Qiu's hands.

He handed the parchment into Yu Ye's hands.

But before the maid had time to speak, Taiyinzi, who was about to move next to her, had already rushed to speak: "Congratulations, master, for completing another transaction. But I didn't expect that Feng Guichun's request is really so simple."

"It's really simple to just meet." Luo Qiu said with a calm smile.

Taiyinzi hurriedly said: "Master, I will definitely find a sponsor with greater needs next time! This time is just a small beginning! Then, I won't disturb the master and Miss Youye, I will go out and do it now Live!"

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "Taiyinzi, what are you going to do?"

Taiyinzi said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's to save the master's cost. I'll just go and get Feng Guichun out. Anyway, it's only until the day when his daughter gets married. It's trivial! Just possess those prison guards and you can release him in minutes." Out!"

"Well, you do things very neatly."

"No, I am just thinking about the master." Taiyinzi said modestly.

Unexpectedly, Boss Luo suddenly changed the subject, "However, I want to change the way."

"Master, please tell me! I will never give up until I die!!"

Boss Luo smiled and said: "Let Feng Guichun come out, and then... you go in."

"What??"

Taiyinzi... Taiyinzi opened his mouth wide.

…

…

Taiyinzi opened his mouth wide, and then closed it mechanically. The food in his mouth was nothing to him... Although, the prisoners here said that the food in this canteen is actually very good. .

"Brother, what's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" Zhou Xiaokun, who was beside him, came closer and asked in a low voice.

Taiyinzi glanced at this guy... He knew that in Zhou Xiaokun's eyes, and even in the eyes of everyone, he was actually Lao Feng.

Who made him sit in this canteen like Old Feng?

"It's nothing, I'm just..." Taiyinzi sighed, squinting at the incandescent lights on the ceiling of the prison canteen, and said softly: "I'm just a little sentimental."

"I understand. Brother, don't think too much about it."

Zhou Xiaokun could only pat this old man on the shoulder and stay silent with him.

Taiyinzi glanced at Zhou Xiaokun.

You know shit! ! ! ! (To be continued.)