live in jail [interstellar]

Qiao Mobai hugged the wet clothes that had been taken off his head, and walked barefoot in the corridor, the lights above his head flickered under the thunderstorm.

The person who was less than two meters away from the door of Cell No. [-] stopped hesitantly.

Balls of black heart cotton, like queuing up to receive Halloween candy, are crowded at the door of Cell No. [-].

Qiao Mobai walked over, looking in through the iron window on the door with concern about his feet, and saw the darkness.

The entire No. [-] cell was as black as ink.The person at the door moved forward, with his chest pressed against the cold door, trying to find Brother Wen and Zhou Quan from the black heart cotton.

After a few seconds, the failed person stepped back, confused; "Strange, I can't see anyone at all."

The person at the door shook his head and walked back to his cell No. [-] with watermarked footsteps.

He took off the phone and put the lens on the pillow, took off his wet clothes, stood in front of the faucet carefully, and cleaned all the dirt on his body.

The person taking a shower is very serious, rubbing the dust off his arms meticulously. In the surveillance camera, Ah Gou is standing by the table with a cup of coffee. He glanced at his colleague's face in a strange way, and then looked at the content displayed on the top of the screen. .

The hand holding the coffee trembled, and he uncontrollably asked a topic that he really wanted to ask; "Prisoner No. [-], in human terms, does he lack a muscle?"

The colleague before the monitoring raised his hand, brought over the coffee he hadn't drank, took a sip and stuffed it into his palm again; "It's time for patrol, you should get out."

Agou lowered his head, his chin squeezed out of the double layer and stared at the coffee that he had been swallowed by someone, he flattened his mouth and floated away.

Zeng Dong's attention returned to Cell No. [-]. The person in the camera who was taking a bath just now had put on his clothes and was lying on the iron frame bed in an instant.

Prisoner No. [-], who had already put on clean and loose clothes, was about to lie down on his single bed that he hadn't seen for three days.

Outside the door, something like the wind kept shuttling in the corridor, sending out that kind of; "Ah, ah, so happy, so irritable." Affecting the people in cell No. prisoner.

Number Ten picked up the mobile phone on his pillow, ignored the strange mood, turned over and lay on his small bed, and looked at himself on the screen of the mobile phone with his eyes open: "Everyone, I haven't been lying on my bed for several days. I'm a little sleepy, let's talk about something after I wake up."

The live broadcast app was closed, Qiao Mobai turned over, and put the phone beside the pillow. The person who hadn't had a good night's sleep in three days soon fell into a deep sleep in his comfortable and warm little bed.

Thunder and lightning came from outside the glass door, hitting the sky above area four one after another.

In the dead of night, the person on the single bed pulled the quilt off his head, turned on the light in confusion, and sat up.

Outside the door: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of strong impact kept hitting the eardrums, Qiao Mobai tilted his head, and looked at the iron gate a foot away.

The voice came from outside, he quietly climbed down from the bed, stood behind the door, pointed his toes toward the left hand side, and listened hard.

Nothing happened.

He turned his ears to the right again and listened to "Boom Boom Boom."

There was a sound, and someone was holding a small hammer, constantly beating his heart.

Qiao Mobai pinched his numb ears from the shock, bent down and picked up the phone next to the pillow to light up the screen.

The upper right corner shows that there is still 40.00% of the battery. Qiao Mobai turned on the live broadcast app and adjusted the camera to the rear. Soon there were still viewers in the live broadcast room, and they went online after receiving the live broadcast notification.

Everyone yawned and typed questions on the screen; "The anchor just woke up, or did he not sleep?"

"Why did the live broadcast start again in the middle of the night? Did something happen?"

Qiao Mobai raised the phone, pointed it at the iron window on the door, and adjusted the volume to the maximum.

"I seem to hear the sound of fighting coming from Room [-]."

The mobile phone was attached to the barred window, and only a few people in the live broadcast room heard it. Those who could amplify the volume amplified it. Some people secretly took out their own earphones and put them on before adjusting the sound.

Soon, everyone heard the sound coming from the speakers and headphones.

"I'm going to go out and see, they may be fighting."

While Qiao Mobai was talking, he reached out and twisted the doorknob, and walked out.

The door was opened, and the black-hearted cotton floating in the corridor passed in front of him unconsciously, and the black-hearted cotton floating in from all directions passed in front of him, and then entered the No. [-] cell.

Qiao Mobai stood at the door, bent his fingers, looked at the picture similar to the Black Sea, swallowed, and pointed the camera in the direction of the corridor: "Everyone, remember what I told you, my mental body is a strange thing. What about the black-hearted cotton, now I can see a lot, a lot of black-hearted cotton in the corridor, densely packed into the No. [-] cell next door."

"Hahahaha, it's the wrong way."

"The spiritual body of the anchor is really the same as that of the anchor, it is an existence with a big heart and no boundaries."

"Hahahaha, do you want to put a dog chain around the neck of the spirit body to prevent it from running away with others every day?"

"No, everyone, we just accept that the anchor has a spiritual body?"

"Otherwise, interstellar travel is possible. Isn't it much easier to accept a mental illness or a spiritual body?"

There were still doubters in the comments, and before Qiao Mobai could explain, he was appeased by others.

Probably what kind of anchor will make what kind of audience.

Qiao Mobai was told by everyone's comments, he really didn't think much, he closed the door and walked towards No. [-] direction.

On the way, many black-hearted cotton bumped into him, some stopped hesitantly and stuck to him, and some went straight to the direction of No. [-] without looking back.

Qiao Mobai followed these black-hearted cottons to the door of Cell No. [-]. The sound of banging behind the iron door made Qiao Mobai stand on his toes, and when he looked inside, he saw only a mass of black things.

He couldn't see Brother Wen, and he couldn't see Zhou Quan either.

"Brother Wen? Zhou Quan?"

He could clearly hear the sound in the room, but he couldn't hear it at all.

Qiao Mobai was anxiously thinking about the last time they stabbed each other, if they fought again this time, they wouldn't really kill each other.

Tentatively, he reached out and grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, "Click."

The door was unlocked, Qiao Mobai didn't think much, and opened the door, a gust of icy cold wind came out of the room and blew on him.

The person whose limbs were frozen and numb in an instant felt a powerful force coming from his shoulders with just a flash of divine effort, and in the next second he was pulled sideways out of the room.

The wild mastiff stood in the corridor, all the eucalyptus trees behind him came alive, and countless branches wrapped around Qiao Mobai's right arm, dragging him out forcefully.

On the other side, Qiao Mobai only felt that his feet fell into the freezer, and a cold, invisible thing grabbed his feet and pulled them towards the door.

"Let him go."

The wild mastiff grabbed Qiao Mobai's upper body, his eyes were heavy, and the sound of the urn made the people in the room let go.

The person shrouded in black clouds didn't speak, but the palms holding Qiao Mobai's feet pressed hard, and the meaning of unwillingness to give in was very clear.

"Brothers, can I have a conversation with myself first?"

The right arm entangled by the eucalyptus tree was about to separate from his body, Qiao Mobai's face was pale, and he grabbed the threshold with his free hand: "Let go of the wild mastiff first."

If he doesn't let go, his right arm really doesn't belong to him anymore.

The wild mastiff stood outside the door, the round lamp above his head shone on him, the person whose face was covered by the darkness refused without thinking, "No, today is the day when he has an attack, you shouldn't be with him."

"Then Brother Wen? Or Zhou Quan let go? My feet are so cold."

It's real ice, the kind that's about to be amputated.

The people in the room didn't speak, but those hands pressed his feet very clearly, the meaning was obvious, and he would not let go.

Qiao Mobai, who was half outside the door and half inside the door, let go of his left hand on the threshold with his forehead throbbing with veins, gritted his teeth and dragged the strength of both heads, and grabbed somewhere on the person at the door, "Huh?" Let go of the mastiff! I'll go in."

With so much black heart cotton covering his face, Qiao Mobai's eyes were completely dark, he couldn't see anything clearly, he could only grasp the piece of fabric by instinct.

"Let him go."

A hoarse growling voice came from the room.Countless black-hearted cottons ran towards the wild mastiff holding Qiao Mobai fiercely.

The eucalyptus tree trembling on Qiao Mobai's right arm saw its owner being attacked, let go of its hand without thinking, rushed out quickly, and firmly closed the door of cell No. [-].

As soon as the upper half of the force was released, Qiao Mobai was pulled into the dark room by a force.

The body fell to the ground, Qiao Mobai opened his eyes wide, it was pitch black, he couldn't see anything.

The hands that had regained their freedom groped, pressed the soft body under him, and opened his mouth tentatively: "Brother Wen?"

There was no response, but the body sat up and pushed Qiao Mobai aside.

Soon the lights in the room were turned on, and Qiao Mobai's eyes finally saw light again.

It's just that the light didn't last for a few seconds before it was turned off by the other hand.

Before his eyes fell into darkness again, Qiao Mobai saw that the finger holding the light switch was covered with bruises and purple marks.

Before the light was turned on, Qiao Mobai saw the dense black cotton in the room that seemed to be clogged.

The man who rolled up his sleeves coughed secretly, and groped forward in the darkness: "Gabry was rescued, I heard that guy can help you, why don't I call him over for you?"

It's better for three people to lose their innocence than these two people beat each other here. This kind of mental attack is too dangerous.

The people in the room still didn't answer.

Brother Wen stood in the corner, and a huge black shadow came lightly in front of him. The two faced each other, and they could see each other clearly in the darkness without hindrance.

Zhou Quan grinned, took a step forward with a smile, and merged his body with the man.

The man in the corner closed his eyes and opened them again the next second. The thunder above the roof became more and more intense.

Qiao Mobai kicked the bedpost in the dark, gasped and hugged his feet, and when he was staggering to support the bed beside him, a warm palm stretched out and supported him.

"Why did you hit my bed?"

Zhou Quan fiercely pulled him away from the bed, and helped him to the other side of the open space.

"Zhou Quan? If you don't turn on the lights, I can't see it."

Qiao Mobai heard his voice and tilted his head to look in his direction.

It was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly.

"I don't want to turn on the light."

With an unhappy voice, Zhou Quan pulled Qiao Mobai to sit on the ground, and told him angrily; 'I'm hurt. "

Qiao Mobai thought of the bruised arm he saw just before the lights turned off, he paused for breath, stretched out his hand to find his position in the dark, and patted his shoulder with his palm; "Hey, don't always talk to Brother Wen Fighting, we are all socialists, how can we fight when nothing happens."

"What does socialism mean?"

"Uh, well, it refers to the core of socialist core values, which is used to reflect the fundamental nature and basic characteristics of the socialist core value system, and it probably won't work for you."

It's been [-] years, and I don't know what the value of interstellar people is.

After Qiao Mobai finished speaking, the people around him didn't applaud or echo, and there seemed to be no one in the dark room except for his own breathing.

People on Earth belatedly wanted to hit those black-hearted cotton that was about to be blocked here just now, raised their hand and gently patted Zhou Quan's shoulder; "Well, do you remember the last time I helped your eyes?"

"remember."

"Actually, I secretly read a book about how to heal the spiritual body, but it was a lonely book, and the content was incomplete. Although I can't help you like Gabriel, you don't want to see him now. Why don't you try it?"

"You want me to sleep with you?"

In the darkness, the voice exploded in the ear like a thunderbolt. It was obviously a questioning tone like a whisper, but Qiao Mobai still blushed and waved his hands wildly; "I'm not! I didn't!"

Darkness became the best blocking color. After Qiao Mobai answered quickly, he was greeted by another long silence, this awkward and suffocating environment.

The people on earth couldn't bear it, and continued to speak with their old faces: "You turn on the light, and I'll tell you."

"Mobai, you can't help me."

Qiao Mobai was a little impatient, and tried to look at the people beside him in the dark with his black eyes open: "If you haven't tried it, you can say no, your attitude towards life is too bad, or I'll talk to Brother Wen?"

Speaking of which, brother Wen was still moving just now, but now that person seems to have disappeared from the room.

Zhou Quan didn't speak, he just stretched out his hand to grab the palm that was groping in mid-air, and put it on his shoulder.

Standing up slowly from the ground, Qiao Mobai was held down by the warm palm, and stood up together.

The two stood together with less than a foot between them.

Zhou Quan, who used to be half a head shorter than him, now had an arm on the opponent's shoulder that was obviously taller than himself.

Something crossed my mind.

"Brother Wen?" Qiao Mobai called out that name in disbelief.

"it's me."

"it's me."

The two voices sounded at the same time, causing the person with one hand on the other's shoulder to quickly put down his arm as if being struck by lightning, and the whole person backed away again and again.

In the live broadcast app on the mobile phone in the jacket pocket, all the audience heard this strange sound.

"???"

"what's the situation?"

"I'm a little confused?"

"Please God open your eyes! You can turn on the lights too!!"

"Kneeling to turn on the light, I want to know what brother Wen said just now!!!"

"The exclamation point rewards the anchor with a thousand crayfish, I hate the anchor! Every time it is critical, turn on the light!!!"

"It's disgusting to pull the lamp! We hate each other!"

In Cell No. [-], Qiao Mobai retreated all the way until his back touched the wall, and the person whose body was against the wall opened his palm that touched the opponent just now, and he couldn't believe what he touched.

"The door is unlocked, you can go."

This time, it was Wen Jiuhuai's voice alone.

Qiao Mobai stood in the corner, opened and closed his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

A few seconds later, the discouraged person stepped towards the door, and when he got behind the door, Qiao Mobai stopped; "I will keep this matter a secret and will not tell anyone."

The tall figure came over and stretched out his hand to open the door for him, and the light suddenly illuminated the darkness.

Qiao Mobai lowered his head and saw that the area illuminated by the lights outside the door and the world behind the door were invisiblely divided into two on the ground.

Here is darkness, outside is light.

As long as he steps out, everything has nothing to do with him.

The person with one foot lifted moved slightly, and half of his body moved forward slightly in the next second.

With a "snap", the light tube above the head flickered.

The dark room was full of light, and the earthlings blinked their black eyes and opened their mouths to reveal the standard eight teeth: "Actually, I also have a secret that I didn't tell you, why don't we exchange it."

The author has something to say: let’s count it as [-] words, and I need to sort out the outline.

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