blue marshmallow

In the evening, everyone was gathered in the auditorium to listen to the director's lecture, and then watched the New Year's Eve party together. I was used to sitting next to him. Now "I belong to him" is an indisputable fact. Who makes us inseparable?

In fact, I don’t want to be like this either. It seems that if I leave him, I will be in danger. If I follow him, I will be talked about and stared at with lustful eyes, making me feel like a thorn in my back. Now the prisoners take advantage of the New Year’s Eve The discipline was not strict, and he had already started whispering and pointing, and we made such a fuss again in the shower. When we peeked at him, I felt that his face was a little bit uneasy, his breathing was short of breath, and his mood became irritable.

I don't think he should be a person who is easily disturbed by external information, so his current mood changes make me feel unspeakably uneasy. I think he will relieve a little by leaving for a while, "Report," I stood up Tell the guard to go to the toilet.

I entered the toilet and closed the door, walked to the urinal, before I could untie my pants, the light in the toilet suddenly went out, I froze for a moment, feeling an ominous premonition in my heart, I turned around and ran towards the door, I opened the door and found that the corridor was also dark. Could it be that there was a power outage? I fell to the ground, followed by violent punches and kicks. I instinctively curled up to protect my vital parts. In my panic, I knew that there were at least three people who attacked me.

"Yan Xiang, where are you, talk! Damn, what the hell are you doing!" This was Brother Long's voice.

I tried to whimper a few times through my nose, but obviously it didn't work. The person who hit me was stunned when he heard Brother Long's voice, and then kicked me hard, just as silently and suddenly as when they came. Disappeared.

As soon as the hand covering my mouth was removed, I moaned uncontrollably. Brother Long quickly touched me, "Yan Xiang? Is it you? How are you?"

"Brother Long, cough, cough, I'm fine." I coughed uncontrollably and slowly got up.

He groped to support me and put me in his arms, "What's going on? Who did it?"

At this time, the lights in the corridor turned on, and I felt that it was too dazzling for a moment, so I instinctively hid in his arms. He suddenly tightened his arms and hugged me, and my face was pressed against his strong chest. There was a rapid and strong heartbeat, and an illusion was born. This feeling was very much like Ah Zheng's hug. I greedily thought, as long as he doesn't push me away, I can stay a little longer, so I despise myself , while closing my eyes and quietly letting him hug me, I always knew I was selfish.

There were footsteps behind me, he let go of me, I lowered my head in shame, and stood up with his help.

"What's going on?" It was Liu Guanjiao, who was in charge of our cell, bribed by Dahai to speak.

"It's okay," I said first, "When the power went out just now, I accidentally fell."

Brother Long tightened his grip on my arm, and I turned my head and smiled at him to show him that I don't want to cause trouble.

Guanjiao Liu looked at Brother Long and me, hesitated for a while and said, "Would you like to go to the infirmary?"

"Ah, no, no, I'm fine." I quickly waved my hand, I was scared of Dr. Zhang, he gave me a strange medicine on the first day, and then it fell into his hands. There is no evidence to prove that he will be against me, but it is necessary to be defensive!

"Okay then, go back quickly, Aaron, take care of him, don't always cause trouble for me."

We went back to the auditorium one after the other. I didn't watch the next party or show, and I was only thinking about why those people attacked me.

"Are you all right?" After a while, Brother Long asked me in a low voice, I turned to look at him, and he was staring straight ahead, as if he didn't say that sentence at all.

I sniggered in my heart, why are you pretending to be cool, you still put on a bad face when you clearly care about me, suddenly I was stunned, why should he care about me, why should I ask him to care about me and still treat me well What about your complexion?

Looking at him again, he still looked cold, but his brows were already wrinkled, and I whispered, "It's okay, thank you."

"You are not allowed to act alone in the future, someone will deal with you."

"Ah," I covered my mouth with my hand and almost exclaimed, "Why?"

He was silent. I waited for a long time and didn't see him answering me. I thought it was boring, but I couldn't figure out who would be against me, Ah Hang?He is still in the hospital, even if he has the heart, he probably doesn't have the ability. Besides, I have already been sent to the detention center by him, so what is there for him to be dissatisfied with?Who else wants to deal with me?I claim to be a person who doesn't have many friends, but I don't have any enemies either. Alas, why am I so unlucky recently!

After watching the show, everyone went back to the room one after another. After washing up, I sat on the bed in a daze. This was the second night I spent here. The first night, because I took medicine, I slept like a dead pig. I don't know what happened, but how are you going tonight.

I saw two people sitting in the innermost place in charge of duty, a light on the wall was always on, and ten people were squeezed into a bunk with a capacity of eight people on the opposite side, all of them were lying face to the door side close to each other, like potstickers. It was almost impossible to turn over, and there were three sleeping on the ground next to it. I thought it was because I didn’t mix well, and there was no place on the bunk, so I slept on the floor. Sleeping for four people seems to be ample. After I came, it was okay. I didn't think about whether I would sleep or not, so I sat against the wall and stared at my toes in a daze.

"Are you going to work the night shift?" Brother Long said and lay down next to me, deliberately leaving enough space for me. Only then did I know that he gave me the best berth and helped me block it other people.

A burst of gratitude surged up in my heart, "The injury on your hand is okay." Thinking about how I bit him yesterday, I felt more and more guilty.

"Ah, I took some medicine and it's much better." He closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

I sat awkwardly for a while, listening to the snoring sound of the room full of sleep, and then looked at the night watchman staring at me like a monster, laying down on his side face outward in a boring way, sleep, is it a blessing or a curse? , It's a disaster that can't be avoided!