Chen Zhaoci looked at her, tears streaming down his face. His face turned pale, his lips tightly sealed.
Fan Jia stared at him, wiped her tears and said, "Now you have a chance, to break free from the past, to end that kind of life—by confessing to me. Yes, I mean you should go to jail. You are only an accomplice, and there is a plea for leniency, so the sentence would be lighter. Just a few years. Even if it's ten years, what does it matter? You would only be in your thirties when you get out, still young. Have you ever heard of a word called 'atonement'? You made some mistakes, so just go and atone for them.
What's important is that from now on, you don't have to hide in the shadows anymore. You can start all over again, clean and fresh. Find a new job, like a librarian, or open a bookstore, you love reading, you can use your erudition. You can meet new girls, start a family, have a baby. You can get what you've always wanted.
