Please don't use your ex-boyfriend in the doomsday routine

Fu Cheng pretended to be calm and said, "How long have you been squatting?"

Meng Guang took down the cigarette butt from his mouth, extinguished it on the window sill, and said slowly, "One year."

Fu Cheng sneered, and his tone was a little joking: "How long will it take to go out?"

Meng Guang smiled, his eyes slid down, fell on Fu Cheng's injured arm, and said, "When will he die, and when will I go out."

Fu Cheng knows that this "he" refers to Shi Zhou, the alliance lord.He just joked as if he was an outsider who didn't know his true identity: "Then you're too bad, my friend."

Meng Guang smiled without saying a word.

"Soon." He said suddenly.

Fu Cheng's breath stagnated inexplicably.

He exhaled a long puff of smoke, pretending to be curious: "Why."

Meng Guang still had that unpredictable smile. He got up and made a gun-like point on his temple with one hand, but his eyes fell on Fu Cheng faintly. Then he closed the window and went back.

Fu Cheng knew that he was warning himself that it was not good to know too much, and that moderation should be kept between the strangers he just met.

But Fu Cheng was unreasonably irritable, and really wanted to put a real gun on his head and blow it up.

He walked over to the bed and sat down.It just so happened that Chen Chen staggered in carrying two large buckets that did not match his figure.

He panted and said, "Brother, the water temperature is just right, just wait a while, I'll go and bring the bathtub..."

Looking at his bones that haven't fully grown, Fu Cheng felt a little guilty about oppressing child labor, and couldn't bear to order him anymore, so he walked over and touched his head, and said, "No need, I'll just go out and rush." Okay, are you tired?"

Chen Chen's stomach answered the question first, and let out a scream.

Fu Cheng: "..."

Chen Chen said embarrassedly: "I'm hungry..."

Fu Cheng: "I'll go with them later, what do you want to eat?"

Chen Chen: "I want to eat meat!"

Fu Cheng hung his injured hand and went out with two buckets of water in his good hand, and said, "I'm sure."

Chen Chen said yes, although Fu Cheng couldn't decide what they ate.

When Fu Cheng walked out, Chen Chen collapsed on the big soft bed, stared at the ceiling, and said to himself comfortably: "Is this called going to jail? It's too moist, right? There won't be any conspiracy..."

His voice slowly stopped, and he stared at the ceiling for a while.

Then it popped up suddenly, and looked around like crazy: "If... If you change your thinking, the new drug can stimulate the normal body to imitate the state of the internal environment of the infected person, so that the virus will be 'deceived' after entering, and will not be acute. Replication and spread, and will not attack each other with the immune system... Is that equivalent to pulling the virus into a comfortable 'cage'..."

"Damn! Isn't there any paper and pen here?! Toilet paper... Toilet paper is also fine..."

Chen Chen gestured with his finger on his mouth, vowing to write a book with blood.

At the same time, on the other side, Meng Guang, who was sitting by the window, took out a lighter from the bedside table, smoked a cigarette and lit it again, his eyes fell on Chen Chen through the gap in the window which was not well-insulated. .

……

Fu Cheng greeted the guarding soldiers, and went to take a shower in the backyard exclusive to each VIP cell.

He was physically weak and strong, and he washed his body clean with one arm alone.

Fu Cheng combed his wet hair, looked up at the moon outside the cage, water drops dripped down the ends of his hair.

None of them are free.

The people in the Vip cell are euphemistically called VIPs, but they are actually just superior prison birds who can wander around in the cell with shackles.

It is only pitiful that some people have never seen the real world in their whole life, and think that the flashy enjoyment before death is the real freedom.

Fu Chengchang let out a sigh of relief, his face was stained with moonlight, and he rarely looked serious.

He was careless.

He didn't expect that Chen Chen, who thought he was mediocre, would pull such an important clue, and the question and answer was only on the spot, let alone guarding against eavesdropping in advance.

What was even more terrible was that the person he heard was an old acquaintance whom he only knew through someone's words.

Meng Guang's crime is probably enough for a life sentence.Due to affection, the environment of his life sentence is at least more comfortable and elegant than others.

As long as he can't get out of the prison, no one will believe him even if he yells "Qingkong City will explode tomorrow" in the prison. Moreover, his cruel beauty will not be left behind by Meng Guang outside the prison. What kind of "concern" is there.

So Fu Cheng was not afraid that he would spit out his ambitions outside the prison.

But Meng Guang's words always made him unreasonably suspicious, no matter how much he tried to convince himself, it was useless.

Hope this is just my own paranoia. ,

……

After the cold wind blows, Fu Cheng finished thinking about life, packed the buckets, and was about to go back with two empty buckets.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a murderous killing intent in the dimly lit place, and shivered inexplicably, thinking that it was the cold wind blowing into his head, so he turned his eyes away.

Now even the hairs on his hairs were trembling.

There was a person standing there, who else could it be if it wasn't the one who shot him just now outside the wilderness.

Fu Cheng silently turned back as if you didn't see me and I didn't see you.

Shi Zhou still didn't speak.But Fu Cheng felt that his eyes were fixed on him.

He didn't even know when Shi Zhou came.

Fu Cheng thought to himself, I'm so fucking embarrassed.

He could only keep filling it, and used the bucket to catch the water from the faucet in the yard, intending to take another bath. What's more, the water in the faucet was not the warm water that Chen Chen had adjusted, it was quite cold.

Although it is said that taking off the jacket in the backyard in hot summer and pouring a bucket of cold water from head to toe is a sense of ritual for men in this season, but in this situation, the wounded Fu Cheng acted very painfully.

But a bucket of cold water suddenly woke him up.

He suddenly felt a little out of place.

It was me who left without saying goodbye a year ago, and now reappeared without warning, without explaining a serious word to him.

Because Fu Cheng really has no legitimate reason to explain it.

After brainstorming for a while, Fu Laogou decided to be skinny and shameless.

He turned his head, preparing to stage a surprise encounter, he was taken aback, and said, "Oh, I thought some young lady who coveted my beauty was peeping on my brother taking a bath."

The air was silent for a while, Shi Zhou's cold voice cut through the frozen air: "This is a men's prison."

"..."

Fu Cheng coughed.

Before he could enter the play again, he saw Chen Chen come out with the appearance of a starving ghost begging for food.

Touching the ink on his face, he said excitedly: "Brother! The food delivery man is here! There are chickens..."

"...legs." The starved ghost and Shi Zhou looked at each other in blank dismay.

Fu Cheng suddenly felt inexplicably ashamed.

Chen Chen said: "Why are you?" He didn't have much affection for this "assistant" who injured Fu Cheng, and almost blurted out his emotions in these four words.

Shi Zhou glanced at him, but didn't answer.

Fu Cheng was afraid that this straightforward fool would say something to blow up this beauty, so he quickly changed the subject, saying, "Er Chen! What's going on with your face."

Chen Chen bewilderedly wiped his face, and said, "Oh, I just asked that person to borrow a pen, and there was a bit of ink leaking..."

Shi Zhou frowned.

Fu Cheng: "..." Very good, this fool really lived up to everyone's expectations and blew up the time boat.

There are only two sets of VIP rooms, and only three people live in them. Two of them are put aside, and the other one can be imagined.

He didn't know that Meng Guang also had the image of a good neighbor who was willing to socialize.

Shi Zhou turned his head and said in an orderly tone: "Stay away from him."

Chen Chen was unhappy, and said: "What on earth do you want to do? First, we are legal residents of Qingkong City. It is already illegal for you to treat us like this. Second, I am not your servant..."

Fu Cheng hurriedly went up to restrain this kid who was trying to recite the alliance law in front of the alliance law, and lectured: "In the future, you will not be allowed to follow the same set, aren't you hungry? Go back to eat safely."

Chen Chen was wronged for a moment: "Huh?"

Shi Zhou's eyes fell on Fu Cheng, obviously asking who this little brat is.

Fu Cheng circled the neck of the little weak chicken and said, "My brother, do you think we don't look alike? Half fathers and mothers."

His words caught his ears, Chen Chen was taken aback, and looked up at Fu Cheng.

Shi Zhou remained silent, his whole expression seemed to have been kept warm in an extremely cold place, even if placed in a summer night, people could see the air-conditioning spilling out, and a touch might shatter the body to pieces.

He turned to leave, Fu Cheng wanted to call him, but he turned his head again and said: "Say it one last time, stay away from him."

He was referring to Meng Guang.

Fu Cheng was about to respond.Chen Chen, who was surrounded by his arms, suddenly stretched his neck, and retorted: "I don't! I won't be afraid of power!"

Fu Cheng: "..."

The kid also pointed at Fu Cheng and said, "My brother is too!"

……

Shi Zhou is very straightforward when he is dealing with all kinds of scoundrels.

Fu Cheng and Chen Chen were invited to an ordinary dark cell with food, and when they looked up, they could see their cellmates smiling at them.

As if to say, be content.

Not just for the first time today, Fu Cheng: "..."