At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,Looking back on that time, 22-year-old Qin Lang was in college and crazily pursuing Zhang Wen.,Qin Chuan strained his neck to turn, opened his mouth, but could only gasp out Qin Lang's name before gasping for breath and feeling his eyelids growing heavy, as if he were about to faint.。