He was cold, insensitive, and adhered to his work, as before, and his sympathy had long since been worn away in the brutality of war.

No one knows what he thinks, only that he didn't save these people.

But as the trial progresses, Misha discovers a secret that Changqing has been trying to hide - he is illiterate.

That's why he likes to listen to people read so much.

During his years as a guard in the concentration camp, he was also taught to him by the inmates.

That's why he never looked at the accusations during the trial, so he couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, and he was at a loss and passively defended himself again and again, trying to prove that he didn't do that kind of thing.

But at the final trial, someone pulled out a stack of papers, which were daily reports written by those who guarded the camps, including the number of prisoners and deaths today, as well as signatures.

The presiding judge asked Changqing to write a few words on his own, so that people could compare them with the handwriting on the paper.

Changqing took the pen, his hand trembled for a long time, and threw the pen away.

He, who had never confessed his guilt, confessed at this moment.

"I did it." He said.

Misha, who was sitting below and listening, almost stood up in shock - no, he didn't know how to read, he couldn't write, and these reports were not written by him at all!

But her gaze met Changqing's, he didn't say anything, just looked at her like that, his eyes were deep and obscure, the two of them looked at each other silently, listening to the presiding judge in surprise, after discussing with others for a while, he read out the long and solemn verdict - life imprisonment, so that Changqing will repent of what he has done in prison forever.

Changqing was escorted down.

Misha hung her head, her hands buried in her arms, tears streaming silently.

Everyone else is gone, and she is the only one left in the courtroom.

She didn't know how much self-control it took to not debunk the lie, because this was Changqing's last dignity, and he had been careful to keep the secret of his illiteracy, even if it was a felony that did not belong to him.

The details of the time when the two got along six years ago surfaced again - Changqing listened to her reading with a satisfied face, his hand on her shoulder, a happy and peaceful look on his face, the sunlight leaked in through the white gauze curtains, and gently swayed on his face with the wind, it was the best time, the best memory.

Not one of them.

Misha walked out of the courtroom, she looked at the sunlight for a while, and in the end, she accepted his choice, just as she accepted that he had said goodbye.

She loved him so much that she could tolerate him sending herself to prison, and she could accept that the two of them would never be able to be together for the rest of their lives.

And the secret he wants to keep, the secret he is willing to keep all his life, she is also willing to keep it for him.

……

After this filming, Tranquility was not able to extract her emotions from the scene immediately, she lay on the side, tears falling from her eyes, and her throat choked as if something was piled up.

On the side, there were many people who were choking up like her.

Hu Feiran came out of the play very quickly, but he was really touched by this paragraph, so he was more able to understand everyone's emotions, he looked at Tranquility and found that she was in a wrong mood, and even walked over.

He took the paper from his assistant's hand, sat down across from Tranquility, and held her chin directly to wipe her tears.

Tranquility was shocked.

Qingqing was also shocked, and the others: "......! ”