But Zhang Suzhen still took her son Xu Fei to see Xu Zhengtai.
Once again, Tian Tian accompanied her.
When the two sides met,
it was in a small room.
Only a table stood between them. Two steps would be enough for them to embrace.
This was the result of the prison showing them special mercy.
Xu Zhengtai had behaved very well during this period. He had been imprisoned for nearly four years, and if he got a chance at a reduced sentence, he would probably be released in less than two years.
Holding her son, Zhang Suzhen sat on a chair.
Xu Zhengtai sat across from her.
When they met again,
they stared at each other in silence for a long while.
Compared to over six months ago,
Xu Zhengtai looked even more haggard. His eyes seemed unable to focus, appearing distant and listless.
Only when he occasionally looked at Zhang Suzhen did his eyes hold any light. But now, even that light of delighted surprise at seeing his beloved had dimmed.
Over the past six months,
Xu Zhengtai had talked with his cellmates. They had unanimously concluded that Zhang Suzhen had cheated on him and deceived him. After all, how could a child who looked exactly like his own brother possibly be his? Did she take him, Xu Zhengtai, for a fool? Or did she think he was blind and face-blind, unable to tell what anyone looked like?
It was precisely because of his own subjective assumptions,
combined with the unanimous judgment of his cellmates,
that he had been brainwashed by both himself and them over the past six months.
Now, Xu Zhengtai firmly believed that Zhang Suzhen had betrayed him.
He had always been hot-blooded and impulsive, with a screw loose in his head. He never took