a little bit

In the night, the high walls of Tielanhe Prison stood tall, and the lights on the observation deck were running regularly. Xingxin leaned against the head of the bed, looking out of the dark window. A Duan sat on a chair and gnawed an apple. He didn’t have enough for dinner. Glancing at Xingxin who was lying on his side, he looked at the bowl of eggs on the small table beside his bed. Ah Duan put down the half-eaten apple, walked to Xingxin's side, and took out two eggs from the bowl.

"lay down."

As soon as the egg was out of the basin, Ah Duan heard Xingxin's cool voice. He held the egg and was stunned for two seconds, then reluctantly sent the egg back.

"Don't be so stingy, boss, you have a bowl of eggs, and you can't finish them."

Xing Xin didn't speak, Ah Duan looked at his back, curled his lips, and muttered, "If you have a wife, you don't want a younger brother."

The temperature dropped sharply the next day. Qiao Qiao's legs were still not healed, and he was still limping when he walked. He didn't have to go to the activity room, so he stayed in the room for a long time. In the afternoon, he wrapped himself in a thick cotton jacket out.

Wu Cheng took him there, and the armed police officer hadn't said a word to Qiao Qiao since he finished talking with him.

They walked on the corridor in silence, the white light of the sun came in through the iron railings, like the only gentleness in midwinter, Qiao Qiao walked slowly to the music classroom along that light.

When he opened the door, Xingxin was already inside. He was sitting on the piano chair, looking down at the black and white keyboard, not knowing what he was thinking. A little bit softer.

"You came."

"Ah."

Qiao Qiao walked over with a cane, and the thing made a "da da da" sound on the wooden floor, "Can you finish the manuscript today?"

Xingxin didn't answer, but put his hands on the keys, and the next second, the familiar tune flowed from under Xingxin's fingers.

Qiao Qiao listened silently to Xingxin playing a whole piece of music. The classroom was very quiet. Xingxin raised his head to look at him. Qiao Qiao's thoughts were not here, he was distracted.

Xingxin stood up from the piano chair, alarming Qiao Qiao. He raised his head and watched Xingxin walk to the window.

Today's weather is not like yesterday's. The gloomy sky is covered with large clusters of gray clouds, gathered together without a ray of light, and the wind outside is also very strong. The window roared past, Qiao Qiao looked at the gloomy sky, and his eyes fell on Xing Xin's face.

"You've already played very well, but your fingers are still a little stiff."

Xingxin curled up his fingers subconsciously, and Qiao Qiao pursed his lips. Seeing that he hadn't spoken, he asked again, "Why do you have to learn this song before the 23rd?"

After a long time, Xingxin didn't speak. Qiao Qiao thought that he would not answer again. He lowered his head a little disappointed. He didn't expect to hear Xingxin's voice in the next second.

"On the 23rd, I wanted to play it to my parents." Xing Xin paused, "They always wanted to hear me play this piece again."

"Have you ever played before? Do you know the piano?"

Qiao Qiao looked at him in surprise, Xing Xin turned his head, cold light fell on half of his face, and the shadow blurred the expression on his face.

"When I was 15 years old, it was my father's birthday. I played it, but not long after, I was kidnapped. The bones of my left fingers were broken by the robbers. After that day, I never touched the piano again."

Xingxin raised his hand, buried his palm in the light and shadow, slightly opened his slender fingers, and made a stiff curling movement.

Qiao Qiao stared blankly at his hand, with a shocked expression on his face for a few seconds. After that, he stood up abruptly from the piano chair, strode up to Xing Xin, and grabbed Xing Xin's hand. Xin was taken aback, and saw Qiao Qiao holding his hand in his arms.

"what are you doing?"

"Does your finger hurt in weather like this?"

"I'm used to it."

"I'm not used to it yet." Qiao Qiao was about to cry, but he sucked his nose twice and held back.

Looking at the top of his hair, Xing Xin felt a little strange in his heart. He didn't take his hand out of Qiao Qiao, but looked out the window thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he called Qiao Qiao's name, Qiao Qiao raised his head with red eyes, and said in an unhappy rough voice: "What's wrong!"

It was the first time for Xing Xin to be yelled at like this, and he was a little at a loss. He looked at Qiao Qiao blankly, and said softly, "I want you to look out the window, it's snowing."

This is the first snow of the new year, the snowflakes are like cotton wool, like the gentle tears of the sky, falling gently, in the frozen river, on the withered lawn and branches, and finally fell into the dry bridge the mouth of the heart.

To Qiao Qiao, it seemed that it was not winter snow, but spring rain.

"It's the first time I've seen snow with other people."

He held Xingxin's hand, and gently poked Xingxin's soft palm with his index finger. Xingxin felt his small movements, and slowly pulled his hand away. He thought for a while, and said to Qiao Qiao: "This has something to do with it." Is there any special significance?"

Qiao Qiao was silent for two seconds before replying, "No."

Xingxin: "Oh."

Two people stood at the window, standing side by side, snowflakes fell one by one, under the dim light, the atmosphere was slightly awkward and dull.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Qiao asked, "Do you like poetry?"

"I loved watching it when I was young." After Xing Xin said this, he walked away from the window and returned to the piano. He covered the surface of the piano with his left hand and looked at Qiao Qiao. "I'm playing it again, so you can go back."

The eighth day is the last day of holiday for the prisoners, but almost every prisoner has a smile on his face.

Beginning at 08:30 in the morning, prisoners line up into the visiting room to meet their families.

Qiao Qiao had no family, so he chatted with Wu Gang in the room.

Wu Gang talked about what happened before he was in prison, and Qiao Qiao talked about how he got on the road of deceiving men.

When it came to the end, Wu Gang stopped talking about his trivial matters, and just listened to Qiao Qiao, with a concentrated expression on his face.

"My father and mother left when I was young. Both of them worked in other places. They put me in the country and found a nanny to take care of them. When they came home for the holidays, they had a car accident and they disappeared. I also had a family. Two relatives, they were very happy to adopt me, and then I was sent to the home of my aunt, who was pretty good-looking, but she was not good, and she was always hungry. I lived in a small attic, and summer was very cold. It’s hot, and it’s cold in winter, and my aunt always scolded me for being a debt collector.”

Wu Gang couldn't help but swear when he heard this.

Qiao Qiao leaned on the bed with three pillows on his back. They were so soft and comfortable. He rubbed them against each other and continued lazily: "I ran away after that, but before I ran, I stole all of this house. With all the valuable things in my head, that aunt was probably going to die of anger, and then I lived alone and did a lot of work, but I didn't cheat anyone for money."

"Qiao Qiao, it's not good to lie to people in the end." Wu Gang, a murderer, said to Qiao Qiao earnestly.

Qiao Qiao smiled lazily, and he dragged his voice, "Brother Wu, no one taught me before, and now you tell me, so I won't lie."

Wu Gang sighed, and he said: "That's good, go out and find a job to make a living, live a solid life, don't come in again."

Qiao Qiao nodded and agreed. After a while, he heard the commotion outside. Qiao Qiao was taken aback. He got up and looked at Wu Gang, "Are they back?"

"It should be the end of the first batch of prisoners visiting relatives."

Qiao Qiao lay back down again. He thought of Xing Xin, but he didn't know if Xing Xin's visit today would go well or not.

Xing Xin was the first batch of prisoners waiting outside the visiting room. He waited from morning to afternoon, until the end of visiting time, the prison guards came and told him to leave.

Xing Xin didn't move, he sat silently on the chair, looking down at his palm, the prison guard didn't dare to get too close, standing a few steps away, Xing Xin raised his head, looked at the empty room, he suddenly stood up He got up and walked to the prison guard on duty. When the prison guard saw him for the first time, he was startled and shrank back.

Xingxin pursed his lips, "Is the visit over?"

"There is no one coming from behind." The prison guard glanced at the information record and said to Xingxin.

"Did it leak?" Xingxin's eyelashes drooped slightly, like broken butterfly wings making their final struggle,

Looking at his expression, the prison guard hesitated and said, "Then let me take a look for you."

The prison guard went back to the computer and opened the entry and exit records. He clicked on a form. Xingxin walked over and looked down at the screen. The prison guard turned back and said to him: "You originally had a visitation record in the morning, but someone came here today. cancelled."

"who is it?"

The prison guard squinted at the family information, paused, and said to Xingxin, "It's your mother."

…………

After the spring break, the prisoners in Tielanhe Prison began to return to work. Because it started to snow, some outdoor work was no longer easy to do. The wind and snow outside were heavy, and the prisoners wrapped in thick cotton jackets were shoveling snow and deicing outside. Qiao Qiao He is a patient, so he doesn't need to go outside. He was assigned to go to the flower room to water a few potted flowers raised by the warden.

Wu Gang was also assigned to the outdoor snow shoveling work. These days, he has to work separately from Qiao Qiao. Although he knew that Qiao Qiao would be fine, he felt worried if he couldn't see anyone.

When they parted, he told Qiao Qiao to be careful in everything and not to eat what the prisoner handed over.

Qiao Qiao followed the prison guards to the greenhouse. His leg injury was almost healed, and he no longer needed to use crutches, but in order to do easier work, he also walked with acting skills, and he limp and acted very well. lifelike.

Walk out of the building in Area B, walk along a small corridor to the flower room, pass by the garden where there is still snow on the ground, step on the snow, gently sink, leaving a series of messy marks.

Arriving at the greenhouse, the prison guard opened the door and let Qiao Qiao in first. The heating was turned on inside. Qiao Qiao rubbed his cold hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You fertilize and water the flowers right here, and the tools are on the shelf over there."

After the prison guard finished speaking, he walked to the door. Qiao Qiao glanced at him and saw another prison guard coming outside the greenhouse. He didn't care, and went to the shelf to get the tools for watering the flowers and fertilizing.

After Qiao Qiao finished taking the things, he turned around and saw Wu Cheng standing behind him.

Qiao Qiao was taken aback, and looked behind Wu Cheng. There was no one there, so he asked, "Wu Cheng? Why is it you? Where is the prison guard who brought me here?"

Wu Cheng smiled at him, "The one who brought you here suddenly had a stomachache. I happened to pass by, so I helped him watch."

Qiao Qiao nodded. He held a watering pot in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand. Wu Cheng helped him take down the pot and said softly, "Let me pour water for you. Finish it early, and go back to rest early." .”

Qiao Qiao thanked him, and Wu Cheng waved to him. Qiao Qiao always thought that Wu Cheng was a good person.

Although he is a prisoner and Wu Cheng is a prison guard, Wu Cheng has no airs, but after what he said last time, the two of them should be regarded as parting ways, and Wu Cheng did not speak to him after that.

When Wu Cheng came back from pouring water, Qiao Qiao was squatting on the ground, using a small shovel to loosen the soil. Wu Cheng was standing behind him, holding a watering can. It moved down little by little, and finally landed on Qiao Qiao's lower back.

"You're here, come, give me the water bottle." Qiao Qiao turned around and looked at Wu Cheng with a smile. He stretched out his hand, Wu Cheng was stunned, and handed him the water bottle. Qiao Qiao took the water bottle , poured some water into the flowerpot.

Wu Cheng watched his movements, so he knelt down beside Qiao Qiao, and he brought a bottle of water to Qiao Qiao, "Are you tired, drink some water."

Qiao Qiao took the water, but the lid was open. He was indeed thirsty and took several sips.

Wu Cheng took the bottle and screwed on the cap. He watched Qiao Qiao's action of shoveling the soil and was silent for a few seconds. He whispered, "Yesterday, Xing Xin's visit was cancelled."

Qiao Qiao's action of shoveling the soil froze, and he looked at Wu Cheng, "How could it be? Did something happen to his family?"

"I told you that Xinghua is seriously ill, and Xingxin's good days are coming to an end."

Listening to his words, Qiao Qiao gradually frowned, he was not used to the gloating tone in Wu Cheng's words.

"Xingxin will be fine." Qiao Qiao poked the shovel into the soil and said stubbornly.

Wu Cheng said in a cold voice: "He is a murderer. He killed all 26 people in Anyin Village."

Qiao Qiao didn't speak. He had thought about such a problem, but he found that he couldn't connect Xing Xin with the murderer who killed 26 people. He even speculated that maybe this case was not done by Xing Xin at all. He was framed.

"And my parents were also killed by him. They were in Anyin Village at the time. I received a call from them for help. In just a few seconds, my mother told me that someone was chasing her."

When Wu Cheng said this, his hands trembled. He suddenly grabbed the shovel standing in the soil excitedly. He held the handle of the shovel tightly. Licking her dry lips, she said helplessly, "They...your parents..."

"They were slashed and killed, and each of them was stabbed twenty times in the chest. When the bodies were found, the knives that killed them were still on their bodies. After testing, it was found that the handles of the knives were covered with Xingxin's fingerprints. "

Qiao Qiao was silent, Wu Cheng sneered, "So, do you still think that he will be fine? Even if a person like him dies [-] times, it is not an exaggeration, but he...has changed from the death penalty to a two-year reprieve, And now two years are almost here, if Xinghua is still alive, he may still have a chance to become lifeless, but Xinghua is dying, and Xingxin won't live long."

Qiao Qiao thought of what Xingxin had said to him before. He said that he was a death row prisoner.

When he said this, Xingxin had no future in his eyes.

Wu Cheng smiled excitedly, Qiao Qiao turned his face away in disgust, he stood up, and when Wu Cheng stopped laughing slowly, he took a breath and said to Qiao Qiao: "Do you like that Xing Xin, Don't like him, like me, I will take care of you these few months, and stay with me when you get out of prison."

Qiao Qiao's body paused, he turned his head sideways, lowered his eyes, and looked down at Wu Cheng condescendingly. A look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, saying disdainfully, "You? What kind of thing are you?"

Wu Cheng was not annoyed when he heard this, he stood up slowly on his knees, he was half a head taller than Qiao Qiao, looked down at Qiao Qiao with interest, and said: "I know what you do outside? Isn't it just pretending to be a woman to deceive a man? I have deceived all of them, so I didn't do a full set?"

As he said, he grabbed Qiao Qiao's wrist and leaned against it, "You are with me, and I will take good care of you. When you are released from prison, I will take care of you."

Qiao Qiao has heard this kind of talk a lot. When he was pretending to be a woman, those men who wanted to have a one-night stand with him would talk to him so sweetly. Now that he is in prison, he can still hear the same thing. Qiao Qiao felt that funny.

He looked at Wu Cheng casually, his eyes fell on his face, and he said sarcastically: "It's better to say goodbye, take a pee and look like yourself, and you deserve to be with me."

Wu Cheng squeezed Qiao Qiao's hand for a moment, he lowered his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Don't be shameless."

"I've always been shameless." Qiao Qiao slammed Wu Cheng's arm away, took a step back, and staggered to stand still. Wu Cheng lowered his hands and looked at him coldly.

Qiao Qiao narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the water bottle Wu Cheng was holding, "What did you put in the water?"

"A little thing that makes you obedient." Wu Cheng shook the water bottle, unscrewed the lid, and poured the water in it on the flower seedlings. "It seems that the effect has come out."

He threw the empty bottle on the ground, and walked towards Qiao Qiao step by step. Qiao Qiao frowned, and suddenly felt that his chest was tight. He took a deep breath, pulled his collar, and walked towards the door of the greenhouse.

He walked very slowly, his body was gradually becoming hot and heavy, and the feeling of fainting gradually came up. Before he reached the door, his shoulder was pinched by a hand. His back shoulder was already injured, and the back shoulder hurt. His whole body trembled, he didn't look back, he waved his hand and hit Wu Cheng, Wu Cheng put his arms across Qiao Qiao's neck from behind, Qiao Qiao struggled hard, but it was useless.

At this moment, the originally sensitive body seemed not to be his own at all. He just struggled a little bit, and it seemed that all his strength was exhausted. Deep in the greenhouse.

After Wu Gang finished his homework, he waited to meet Qiao Qiao, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Qiao Qiao coming from the greenhouse. He felt a little strange and wanted to go over to have a look, but was stopped by the prison guards nearby. , "The ones over there quickly follow, don't run around."

Wu Gang pursed his lips, and looked at the road to Huafang. The footprints on the snowy road were still there. Seeing that Wu Gang was not moving, the prison guard came over with his baton and pushed him, "What are you looking at? Hurry up!" Click to go."

Wu Gang still didn't move, he was a little anxious, looked at the prison guard and said eagerly: "Officer, I have a friend who went to work in the greenhouse just now, but he should be off work at the stipulated time, but he hasn't come out yet, can you let me Go check it out, I'm not worried."

"What nonsense? It's not a labor service abroad. A simple job like a greenhouse can still be useful." The prison guard frowned and tapped Wu Gang's back with a stick, "Let's go, it's a waste of time."

Wu Gang held the baton with his backhand. He was so strong that the prison guard couldn't move it even if he wanted to. He took two steps forward and looked down at the prison guard. "I told you, I'm going to have a look. You..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body trembled suddenly. The prison guard smelled a faint burning smell, and looked at his hand holding the electric prod, but he still didn't let go.

The prisoners in Area D came slowly from the other side. They had just come out of the library. Xing Xin walked in the middle, and A Duan followed behind Xing Xin.

Wu Gang's place is an intersection. Fortunately, when they passed by Wu Gang, Wu Gang couldn't hold on any longer. He finally let go and fell to the ground half kneeling. His body heaved and gasped. He walked by, did not take two steps, and suddenly stopped.

Ah Duan watched in surprise as the boss walked back again, standing in front of the big man, Xing Xin looked down at Wu Gang, and asked, "Where is Qiao Qiao?"

Wu Gang took a deep breath, arched his back and coughed, Xingxin waited patiently, Wu Gang slowed down, he pointed to the location of the greenhouse, "Something may have happened to Qiao Qiao, he went to work in the greenhouse and hasn't come back yet, I want to find him ,Can……"

Before Wu Gang finished speaking, Xingxin had already walked towards the greenhouse, and A Duan called out "Boss, wait for me!" and ran over, several prison guards looked at each other, and finally left one behind, The others followed along.

Walking along the path, the snow has half melted, but there are still traces of walking, Xingxin walked to the front of the greenhouse, opened the door and walked in.

The temperature in the greenhouse was much higher than outside, the plants were clustered together, so many people came in at once, the air in the glass room suddenly became thinner, Xing Xin frowned, walked inside, suddenly his footsteps stopped , he stood still slowly, raised his head and looked at the gaps in the branches and leaves with faint light.

Qiao Qiao was crying, and the cry was weak, but fortunately Xin could hear it.

Xing Xin followed the sound source, walked quickly, stepped into the soil, and stopped after walking into a few clusters of green leaves.

The leaves blocked his sight, Xing Xin stretched out his hand to push aside the branches and leaves, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes froze sharply, Duan followed closely, and was also taken aback when he saw it.

Before Ah Duan could react, Xingxin had already arrived behind Wu Cheng, so quietly that even Wu Cheng himself didn't notice.

Wu Cheng was lying on Qiao Qiao's body, half of his pants were taken off, Qiao Qiao was struggling all the time, Wu Cheng couldn't get in, he was very annoyed, and hit him with his hands, most of his clothes were torn off, his face and body were covered with bruises mark,

Xing Xin only took one look, then reached out and grabbed Wu Cheng's hair, Wu Cheng didn't react for a moment, he was forced to stop, looked up and saw Xing Xin's extremely cold face.

Wu Cheng was not afraid when he saw Xingxin, he frowned, smiled, and said, "Look, I broke your man."

Xing Xin's eyes fell on Qiao Qiao's tear-stained face. Qiao Qiao was always smiling, but now he was crying. Looking at Qiao Qiao like that, Xing Xin felt at a loss what to do.

But at this moment Wu Cheng was still buzzing around his ears like a fly.

He was not allowed to visit yesterday, but what happened to Qiao Qiao today made his mood drop to the extreme. His face showed anger and his brows were tightly knit.

Xingxin turned his head, looked at Wu Cheng, suddenly stretched out his hand, locked Wu Cheng's throat, and pulled him away from Qiao Qiao. His strength was unexpectedly strong, and Wu Cheng's body was under his restraint. Unable to move at all, Wu Cheng knelt on the dirt, with his knees pressed heavily.

Xingxin raised his hand and punched Wu Cheng on the right side of the face. Wu Cheng's head was tilted to one side, and only a buzzing sound could be heard in his ears.

Xing Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Cheng, Wu Cheng's cheeks were numb, he moved his lips, raised his head slightly, looked at Xing Xin, and with a smile, he murmured softly: "You killed me."

Kill me, and you will definitely be executed.

Xingxin raised his right hand, a small knife slipped from his palm, caught it between his fingers, and in the next second it was on Wu Cheng's neck. With a little force, the sharp edge of the knife cut Wu Cheng's neck, leaving a blood-red slit. mark.

Wu Cheng only felt a chill in his throat, and the next second, blood gushed out, but it was not dead. He stretched out his hand to cover his neck, raised his head and looked at Xing Xin with wide eyes. Xing Xin looked at him indifferently, and retracted the knife , he said, "I won't kill you."

The prison guard came after him. Xingxin took off his coat and covered Qiao Qiao. He lifted Qiao Qiao up from the mud. Qiao Qiao's hands and feet were cold. As Xing Xin approached, his body shook violently. After it was him, he slowly relaxed again.

He looked at Xingxin vaguely, curled up into a ball, leaned against Xingxin's arms, and called Xingxin's name with a crying voice.

Xingxin hugged him tightly, and he lowered his voice, "I'm here."

The author has something to say:

Is the attack still soft?