a little bit

In the deep winter, the sky gets dark quickly, and the air in the city is not good. In winter, there will be a lot of smog, and the air will be cloudy, making it seem chaotic all day long.

But in this weather, the bar street is indeed very lively, the sky is getting dark quickly, and the neon lights are also lit up early, before six o'clock, the lights are on.

On the bar street, there are many office workers who get off work at five o'clock. Most of them drink a glass of wine and chat after work. There are more people on Fridays. It happens to be Friday today, and the whole street is full of people. , very lively.

In the bar at the far end of the street, there are several bright red characters hanging across the door of the store, "Roosevelt". Roosevelt is the name of the bar owner. He has opened this bar for many years. Other bars doubled.

In Roosevelt's room on the second floor, several young people sat leaning against the sofa. There was a whole piece of transparent glass in front of them, and they could see the colorful lights on the dance floor below.

There was little smoke in the room, and the most square-looking young man was leaning on a single sofa with a cigarette in his mouth. He squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, "Today's goods are not bad." He said, He drew a card from his pocket and threw it in front of the man, "Take it and spend it."

The man took it and thanked him repeatedly, and the people around laughed and said, "Wu Han, from now on, please bring us more high-end goods for our Young Master Duan, don't pretend to be inferior like last time, be careful! He broke your other leg."

The person named Wu Han trembled and nodded repeatedly. He raised his head, shrunk his neck and looked at Young Master Duan who was lazily leaning on the sofa. He pursed his lips and said timidly: "Master Duan, I Go down first."

"Go away, go away."

The person called Duan Shao waved his hand.

After Wu Han left, the young people in the room became even more presumptuous. The two who had spoken earlier rolled together on the sofa. Duan Shao stood up and walked slowly to the glass window. The light swept across His face was pale and thin, with dark eyes.

He hasn't come out for some days since the last incident.

Before, he got into trouble with that woman who was playing fairy dance, but his old man found out, the marriage was completely blown away, and almost broke his leg. Later, I heard that the man was arrested and sent to prison. Duan Yirong will still From time to time, I think of that face that was more beautiful than a woman that night.

Duan Yirong stood at the window, the dance floor below was full of people, and there were dancers on the circular platform starting to perform. Duan Yirong's eyes dropped and fell on the hot dancing women on the stage.

After a strong song ended, the woman in a tight black skirt stepped off the stage neatly. She was tall and slender, with deep and gorgeous features, passed through the crowd, and walked to the backstage.

"Little Qiao, you danced well today."

The scene manager who managed the clothes for the next scene said with a smile that Qiao Qiao pulled off the wig, sat on the chair with his legs crossed, took the ice water, and poured it into his mouth, "There are so many people today, I'm so hot."

After Qiao Qiao came out of prison, he was penniless and had no place to live, so he went to a bar he was familiar with before. He still knew Roosevelt’s boss, and the boss let him live in the bar, and Qiao Qiao was not in vain. In the evening, he put on women's clothes and went to the stage to dance.

He danced really well. He danced for more than a week, and there were people who came to see him.

Qiao Qiao got up after sitting in the backcourt for a few minutes. He easily unzipped the zipper on the back and took off the skirt. The door of the room was suddenly opened forcefully from the outside, with a bang, Qiao Qiao looked up.

Several people came in, the one standing at the front looked a little familiar, he squinted his eyes, paused suddenly, took two steps back, and a person stood up behind him, blocking his back path up.

The field manager looked at them blankly, and pushed him alone, "Go out, we have some things to catch up with him."

The field manager pursed his lips, shrunk his neck, and walked out.

The man standing at the door kicked him up. Qiao Qiao lowered his face and looked at the man standing in front of him. He remembered this man, wasn't it the man who was stripped naked and locked in the hotel room and then murdered him? Is he the mayor's son in jail?

Duan Yirong looked at Qiao Qiao with a sneer, "Get out of prison so soon? What's the matter, you look so surprised, don't you remember me?"

Duan Yirong stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Qiao's wrist. Qiao Qiao frowned and didn't speak.

Duan Yirong stuck it up, looked down at his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to lift Qiao Qiao's chin. Qiao Qiao was forced to look at him, with remnants of make-up on his face and stubborn eyes, but it was shockingly beautiful.

It makes people want to torture him severely.

Duan Yirong raised his thumb, pressed the pulp of his finger on Qiao Qiao's lips, and roughly wiped off that layer of bright red, the lipstick was wiped away, Qiao Qiao pursed his lips, his face was very pale.

Duan Yirong laughed. He lowered his head, leaned against Qiao Qiao's ear, and said in a low voice, "I'll give you two choices. Go upstairs with me obediently and take care of me. I can still consider letting you go, or staying in the Here, as long as you resist, I will let everyone in this room take turns to fuck you once, one or two, you choose."

Qiao Qiao's body trembled, as if he was afraid. He closed his eyes, his curly eyelashes trembling slightly, and said, "I'll go up with you."

Duan Yirong saw his panicked and desperate look, a smug smile flashed across his face.

Upstairs, Duan Yirong dragged Qiao Qiao to the door, and his friends smiled and saw how he couldn't wait, "Master Duan, do you really not want to make me happy?"

"Yeah, it's not like we haven't been together."

Duan Yirong snorted coldly, swiped his card, and the door opened. He kicked the door open, pulled Qiao Qiao's clothes and threw him into the room. ,talk later."

With that, he walked in and closed the door.

The few people outside the door looked at the dark red door, and smiled disdainfully, "Isn't he just a second lord? Playing like a boss all day long."

"I heard that the investigation is underway recently, and his father is almost finished. This young master, the arrogance will not last long."

In the room, Qiao Qiao was standing, and Duan Yirong was looking at him with his arms crossed.

"What are you wearing? Take off your clothes." He looked at Qiao Qiao's gray coat with distaste, and was unhappy.

Qiao Qiao pinched the edge of the coat, tightened his fingers slightly, pursed his lips, and slowly took off the coat.

He was wearing a loose light-colored sweater and a pair of jeans underneath. His hair was a little longer and hung softly on his cheeks. If you ignore the makeup on his face, from this outfit alone, it is so simple. Like an ordinary college student.

Duan Yirong pinched his face, Qiao Qiao watched him approach slowly, just when his lips were about to touch, he stretched out his hand and put it on Duan Yirong's chest.

Duan Yirong narrowed his eyes, and said displeasedly: "Want to resist?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head, he gently pulled Duan Yirong's hand away, and smiled, "It's not resistance, I just want to play something interesting with you."

"What's interesting?" Duan Yirong asked.

Qiao Qiao opened the corner of his mouth and chuckled, he raised his hand, hooked Duan Yirong's neck, and exhaled hot air in his ear, the moist breath diffused in Duan Yirong's ear, Duan Yirong felt that half of his body was numb, he turned his head, fixed He looked at Qiao Qiao fixedly, swallowing his saliva.

Qiao Qiao got closer, his lips brushed against Duan Yirong's earlobe, Duan Yirong held his breath, suddenly his left ear hurt sharply, he screamed sharply, arched his back, covered his left ear, he spread his palm, only saw a large blood.

Duan Yirong looked at Qiao Qiao in disbelief, and tremblingly touched his left ear. A piece of the left ear was broken and bleeding profusely, but it was still alive.

Qiao Qiao walked towards him, Duan Yirong couldn't stand still because of the severe pain, and sat down on the ground. He looked at Qiao Qiao and backed away in fright.

He stretched out his hand and pushed aside the table and chair next to him, making two bangs, calling for someone to come, Qiao Qiao looked at him with a smile, walked up to him, squatted down, and said, "You idiot, do you know I know that the sound insulation effect of rooms like this is better than that of ordinary hotels.”

The corner of Qiao Qiao's mouth was stained with blood. He looked at Duan Yirong with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "I hate when people pinch my chin."

As he spoke, he raised his hand high, and then slammed it down. With wind in his palm, he slapped it on Duan Yirong's face. Duan Yirong howled, covered his face, and looked at Qiao Qiao with wide eyes, as if I can't believe that he was slapped by someone.

His cheeks were bloody, and his face was covered with tears and snot. Qiao Qiao actually wanted to slap him, but his face was too dirty to do so. He withdrew his hand and looked at him with a smile, "Don't be so surprised, slap him." What happened to your slap?"

"I want to tell my father." Young Master Duan sobbed, buried his head, very miserable.

Qiao Qiao laughed, this time for real. His shoulders trembled, and he pointed at Duan Yirong's nose, "Sue the parents, are you mentally handicapped?"

Duan Yirong was sobbing, he bit his lower lip, tears came down one by one, before he answered, suddenly someone knocked on the door, Duan Yirong suddenly raised his head, with joy on his face, he looked at Qiao Qiao , Gritting his teeth, "My people are here, you are finished."

Qiao Qiao looked at the door sideways. He felt that something was wrong. He stood up suddenly. Before he could move, the door was opened, and a dozen people came in from the outside, armed with guns and wearing police uniforms.

Seeing Qiao Qiao and Duan Yirong, the policeman walking in the front sternly said: "Don't move, we have received a report that someone here is selling drugs, so raise your hands for me, put them on top of your head, and stand where you are."

Qiao Qiao raised his hand slowly, but before Duan Yirong could react, he got up from the ground with snot and tears, and looked at the policeman in surprise, "Did my father ask you to rescue me?"

The policeman was taken aback, looked at Duan Yirong, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is your father?"

"Who else is there, Duan Zhiguo! You should know each other."

Qiao Qiao closed his eyes speechlessly when he heard that idiot declaring himself his family.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "Duan Zhiguo", several police officers were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Duan Yirong carefully. The policeman who was talking to Duan Yirong looked at him and put away his gun. There was a smug smile on his face, but he didn't expect that the next second he was held back by the police and handcuffed.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, my father is Duan Zhiguo, you can't catch me."

The policeman pressed down the handcuffs and said to Duan Yirong in a low voice: "At five o'clock this afternoon, your father Duan Zhiguo has been detained by the procuratorate for tax evasion."

The room was quiet, Duan Yirong was dazed, he looked around, but he didn't know who to look at, and finally put his eyes on Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao looked at him, Duan Yirong looked at the contempt in Qiao Qiao's eyes, his body suddenly looked like Being sucked out of breath, he collapsed all of a sudden.

Qiao Qiao was more cooperative, put on the handcuffs obediently, and followed behind the police.

He walked past Duan Yirong and heard him muttering: "I am Duan Zhiguo's son, you can't arrest me."

………………

That night, the iron railings of the Shimen Detention Center were a bit crowded.

Qiao Qiao leaned against the wall, while Duan Yirong was sitting on the ground. Young Master Duan obviously hadn't realized that his father was arrested, and stared blankly at the ghost cracks on the wall. Qiao Qiao looked around, most of them were in bars People who don't know what Roosevelt, the boss, thinks, how can he put the business of selling fans in the bar.

Qiao Qiao sighed inwardly, and when he was about to look away, he was suddenly taken aback.

He stood up straight with a swipe, and walked quickly to the corner. He was standing in front of a person. The person was very thin. When he saw someone walking towards him, he slowly raised his head, revealing a dark yellow and thin face.

Qiao Qiao looked at this ordinary face, pursed his lips, his throat was a little dry, and asked, "Do you know Wu Gang?"

Hearing this name, the man was startled, his eyes widened, a little light appeared in his dull eyes, and he said, "That's my elder brother, do you know him?"

Qiao Qiao's breathing was stagnant. He didn't expect this person to be Wu Gang's younger brother. He asked in a low voice, "Why did you come in?"

The young man was taken aback, he opened his mouth, and said falteringly: "Selling fans..."

Qiao Qiao listened and narrowed his eyes. He gritted his molars and looked at the person in front of him. He thought of what Wu Gang had said to him, with pride in his tone, saying that his younger brother was smart and sensible, and would have a bright future in the future. Now, looking at the timid young man huddled in the corner, his throat was dry, and he took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions in his heart.

Qiao Qiao said: "Your elder brother and I are friends. He mentioned you to me. Your name is Wu Han. You have been studying very well since you were a child. You are the first in your class every time you take the exam. You work very hard. You study until midnight every day before going to bed. , is also very sensible, and will take the initiative to help with housework at home. Wu Gang said that he misses you very much, but he doesn't want you to visit him. He said that prison is not the place you should come..."

Qiao Qiao spoke word by word, his voice trembling, and at the end, Wu Han cried, he shook his head, choked up, and begged Qiao Qiao to stop talking.

Qiao Qiao raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said, "I won't tell. When you get inside, go and talk to your elder brother yourself."

There was a lot of commotion here, even Duan Yirong turned his head to look over, and his eyes fell on Qiao Qiao's face.

At this time, the iron door opened, and the police asked them to go for blood tests one by one, Duan Yirong refused desperately, he just smoked a cigarette with flavoring in that private room, and now there must be something detected in the blood, he called his father again Calling mother, I almost moved my ancestors out, but it was useless, I was forced to draw a tube of blood.

When he arrived at Qiao Qiao, he obediently rolled up his sleeves, and the needle stuck into his blood vessel, Qiao Qiao frowned slightly.

In the middle of the night, the iron gate was opened again, and the prison guard took a report card and began to call out his name.

Those whose names were called were found to be normal. They were educated and then released. Duan Yirong was not called. He sat on the cold ground and watched others go out one by one. Qiao Qiao was also called. arrived, but he didn't move.

The policeman frowned at him, "Why don't you come out?"

Qiao Qiao walked up to Duan Yirong, squatted down suddenly, hugged Duan Yirong's neck, raised his head, and said with a smile: "Comrade policeman, I'm friends with this one, we're together, but I haven't smoked yet. You are here."

The policeman looked at him in amazement, Duan Yirong turned his head "sigh", he opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, Qiao Qiao put his arms around his neck, Duan Yirong's face turned red, it was the first time that the policeman saw someone Those who were not found out and who took the initiative to plead guilty laughed and said, "You have a good attitude, so just stay."

After finishing speaking, the iron gate slowly closed. Qiao Qiao looked at the iron railing in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He let go of his hand. Duan Yirong watched him fall to the ground, and he frowned, "What are you doing?" What the hell?"

Qiao Qiao opened his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled, he raised his hand, put his palm on his face, and said nothing.

………………

In the middle of winter, everything is desolate. The moat outside the gate of Tielanhe Prison is covered with a thick layer of ice. The surrounding ice and snow have not yet melted. Driving slowly and carefully, when they reached the gate of the prison, the iron gate opened and the car drove in slowly.

This is the first batch of new prisoners after the Spring Festival. The prison guards came to open the car door, and several prisoners walked down. Qiao Qiao was the last one to come down. After he stood still, he slowly raised his head. Just for a moment, Qiao Qiao hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled at him.

"What sin did these people come in for?"

The policeman who handed over opened the booklet, lowered his head and said, "One is for drug trafficking, the other two are for drug abuse and drug possession, and the remaining one...killed four people."

"Four people? Hey, what's your name?"

The prison guard looked at the tall man. He was dressed in black, with a cropped head and a wheat complexion. He couldn't see any hostility. The man raised his head and looked around. His eyes fell on them inch by inch, with a little smile on his face. He said : "Luo Kuang."

As Luo Kuang said, he turned his head sideways to look at Qiao Qiao and Duan Yirong, and said jokingly, "A young master, a liar, why are they all here?"

Qiao Qiao felt familiar when he heard the voice, and his eyes fell on Luo Kuang's face, but he didn't know where he had seen this person before, but Duan Yirong exploded first, "What are you talking about?"

Luo Kuang pursed his lips, but did not answer.

After the prison guard handed them over, he came to take them inside. Qiao Qiao frowned and thought. He walked at the end and looked at Luo Kuang's back. Suddenly, he remembered.

That day, the man who came to hunt him down, pointed a gun at his waist, and said he was going to castrate him into a woman.

Qiao Qiao gasped. He couldn't help taking a step back, but was pushed and pulled by the prison guard behind him, "Hurry up."

Qiao Qiao bit his lip, lowered his head, and took two quick steps.

Qiao Qiao was experienced. He went to take a bath familiarly, changed into his prison uniform, and went to the hall to line up.

This time he was still in Area B, Duan Yirong was with him, the murderer Luo Kuang was in Area D, and Wu Gang's younger brother Wu Han went to Area C.

Qiao Qiao was taken to Area B, he shared a room with Duan Yirong first, Duan Yirong was not to mention being arrogant outside, but when he got here, he was like a weak chicken, cowardly to death, followed behind Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao glanced Staring at him, Duan Yirong deliberately quickened his pace, Duan Yirong was weak, and after walking a few steps, he was out of breath.

When they got to the room, there were four other people inside. Those people were taken aback when they saw Qiao Qiao. Those who were sitting couldn’t help but stand up. Qiao Qiao ignored him and found a bed to sit down. Duan Yirong followed him in. The prisoners looked at Duan Yirong, looked at each other, smiled, and sat down lazily again.

On the first night in prison, Qiao Qiao didn't sleep well.

In the room, Duan Yirong cried all night. He slept on his side, listening to the rustling of the bed next door, and several people were talking quietly. Duan Yirong screamed and begged for mercy. Qiao Qiao closed his eyes, feeling annoyed. He turned over and dropped three words, "Be gentle."

Afterwards, Duan Yirong's mouth should have been covered, and he could only make a sound of "Mmmmmmmm", Qiao Qiao closed his eyes again, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, he took a deep breath, and forced himself not to think, that person Young Master Duan, you haven't done any bad deeds outside, and you should learn a lesson when you come here.

As he was thinking like this, he pulled the quilt back. At this moment, Duan Yirong groaned, followed by a man's scream.

The sound was so miserable, Qiao Qiao lifted the quilt and turned over, the prison guard on duty came and turned on the light, Qiao Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and could only see Duan Yirong's hand behind his back, tied with a string, he Kneeling on the ground, there are several people standing around his body, and in front of him, a prisoner with his pants down to his knees, arched his back, howling in pain, there is a pool of blood on the ground, and a piece of bloody flesh.

Qiao Qiao was a little disgusted. He turned his head away, and the prison guard was also stunned for a long time. After realizing it, he immediately called someone to pull the prisoner away.

Qiao Qiao pushed aside a few people, squatted down, pulled Duan Yirong's trembling arm, and untied the rope on his wrist. He looked at the blood on the corner of Duan Yirong's mouth, his gloomy and desperate eyes, Qiao Qiao pursed his lips, and looked at Duan Yirong. The prison guard said, "A few of them wanted to rape him."

The prison guard held his breath in his heart. He looked at Qiao Qiao's face, breathed a sigh of relief, looked sideways at Duan Yirong, and looked around the mess in the room. He closed his eyes, pointed at Duan Yirong with his baton, and said to Qiao Qiao, "You first Take him to wash and change rooms later."

Qiao Qiao dragged Duan Yirong to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and Duan Yirong lowered his head to wash his face and rinse his mouth.

Looking at his bruised nose and swollen face, Qiao Qiao felt a little complicated, and asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

Duan Yirong lowered his head, shook his head, his voice was very hoarse, and he said, "I miss my father."

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After coming out, the prison guard took Qiao Qiao and the others to the new room, and when they walked to the door of the room, Qiao Qiao looked up at the number on the door. He was a little dazed. The prison guard opened the door, pushed him, and said to them: " Come in quickly, don't cause trouble again."

The people in the room were woken up, their faces stretched longer than donkeys, Wu Gang frowned, his face was as dark as Yama, the prison guards pushed the people in and left by himself.

Wu Gang squinted his eyes and looked at the two people standing at the door. He rubbed his eyes a few times, and his vision gradually became clearer. After seeing the people clearly, his brows gradually frowned. He walked quickly and stood in front of Qiao Qiao. With a tall body like a hill, Qiao Qiao raised his eyes and smiled at him, "Brother Ang, I'm back!"

Qiao Qiao's face was full of joy, as if returning home for a reunion during the Spring Festival. The joy made Wu Gang almost suspect that this little bastard was not here to go to jail, but to go on vacation.

"What's the matter with you? I didn't tell you to let you live a good life. Why did you come in again?"

Wu Gang's voice changed, trembling with anger, he pointed at Qiao Qiao, if this was his real brother, he would have done it long ago.

Qiao Qiao sat on his bed. He lowered his head and looked at the uppers of his shoes. They were a little dirty. These shoes were not warm, and they were not as comfortable as the shoes he gave to Xingxin.

Qiao Qiao's voice was a bit muffled, he was silent for several seconds, and said, "Brother Wu, I'm not reconciled, it's over like this."

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