Song Tongming nodded, understanding that he wanted to give them a chance to be alone together.
Yun Jianchen took a cigarette and went aside to smoke.
Only Su Aiyun and Song Tongming were left in the car.
As soon as he got into the car, Song Tongming tightly embraced Su Aiyun.
Su Aiyun also held him, crying both sadly and happily.
"Stop crying," Song Tongming said hoarsely as he comforted Su Aiyun, "aren't I out now?"
Su Aiyun's tears fell even harder.
"Actually, prison wasn't that scary... My parents spent money to make arrangements inside; I had it good there, aside from not being able to leave, I had everything I needed for eating, drinking, and sleeping."
Su Aiyun cried without speaking; how could it be the same as outside?
There was no freedom in prison; how could the food and necessities compare to the outside?
Song Tongming had been pampered since childhood.
