C20 (1/2)

The police still can't take care of us at this time, they will have to wait for Sima Lin and the others who were injured to finish healing before they clear the situation.

I crouched on the floor for a while, then got up and walked over to the grille.

However, he was imprisoned as a revolutionary, especially because of the image of the revolutionary martyr, Sister Jiang.

But we're nothing, a bunch of gangsters fighting in the street. It doesn't seem right to say that we are social hoodlums. We are sticking swords in both sides for our friends! Think about it, Sima Lin and Chen Erpu are in the same room as us, after being together for 4 years, the two of them actually got beaten up when they went to the streets to sell balloons just to earn their living, how can we not help? If he didn't help, how could he still have a spirit of brotherhood?

College students talk about loyalty, but when I think about loyalty, I scold Sima Lin non-stop. This kind of scolding takes place in the heart. Right now, we are street hooligans who have been caught by the public security; we can only behave ourselves and not speak carelessly.

”Sima Lin, you motherf * cking dog, together with Chen Erpu, I borrowed 3000 yuan from the Internet to buy electric light balloons for you to sell on Inda Road Plaza; however, Chen Erpu was guarding your stall, you were looking for women everywhere; and you don't even have to say it, you really hung Mai Suier up on him; but once you walk through his front door and go through the back door, he only asked you for 100 yuan and you just left; if he didn't beat you up, he wouldn't beat you up!” If something happens to you, we'll still have to shoulder the filth for you! ”

I cursed Sima Lin in my heart. If Chen Erpu had not called me, I would have gone to Yu Feiying's Tianlun Entertainment Center.

I thought about it and found myself wondering what it meant to read the revolutionary novel Red Rock when I was a child; how I had visited it that year at the university knowledge competition in Chongqing; and how it turned out to be a small coal kiln, with so little slag and so little coal that it had the name of a slag cave. The third side of the cave is a mountain, while the other side is a ditch. The position of the cave is very hidden. In 1939, the special agent of the military took over the coal kiln of the cave and set up a prison inside it. The novel Red Cliff describes the cave in great detail.

I couldn't say the same thing as Sister Jiang, but the feeling of being locked up in a cell seemed the same; even though the police station's holding cell wasn't yet a cell, it was still barred.

Absently, I walked over to the iron window, put my hands on the welded iron spike at number 12, and peered through the gap between the thorn and the thorn.

A full moon quietly hung in the heaven in the east, but the light of the moon reminded me of Su Shi's poems:

When would the moon be bright? Ye Zichen asked the blue sky. I wonder what year it will be. I want to ride the wind and go home, but I am afraid of the beauty of the palace and the cold of the high places. Dancing to clarify the shadow, how did it seem to be in the human world.

Zhu Ge Pavilion, Ling Qi, sleepless. What should I hate? It was difficult to complete the story of the people who had their sorrows together and the moon that was full and round. Let us hope that we will live on for a long time.

In my mind, I silently recited the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's poems. I thought back to the events that had happened to me that day. It was simply like the heavens above the earth.

Dad's surgery was completed on time, and my life had changed in a flash in order to pay for my dad's surgery.

I want to meet Yu Feiying, and under Du Zhuanshu's coaxing, he signed the indenture contract with me.

”Sister Ying! Are you in Europe? Are you safe? Do you want to stay at home or in a hotel? ”

I felt endless gratitude and longing for Yu Feiying. Even though we had only known each other for a day, she had given me 30 thousand yuan.

This is a deformed age, and everything is measured by money. If you sleep with someone else and they say you have the ability to give you a thumbs-up, then you have money. If someone else sleeps with your wife, then not only is there no sympathy, but you are a useless pauper.

Sister Ying gave me 30 thousand yuan to solve the urgent matter, who would I miss if I did not thank her?

Of course, there was also Fan Linlin, but he had to place her second; after all, she was unable to resist Du Zhuanshu's enticement and became his captive. Linlin must be in Du Zhuanshu's bear hug right now …

I called out incoherently in my mind, and when I looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, it didn't seem quite round; it was, to be exact, just a little short of full.

So this is not the fifteenth night? but fourteen or thirteen...

Just as he was thinking, a police car drove in from the outside and stopped in the courtyard of the police station.