I asked, almost intellectually, "What kind of tiger does he need to ride?"

Sister Mei said: "You don't know Mr. Chen! I know him too well, he believes in principles too much, and his scheming is too heavy." So a lot of times, it's easy to make mistakes. He has always trusted you. ”

I smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't feel it!" habitually took a cigarette in his mouth, thinking that this sister Mei dared to show her husband a favor, so she said that she trusted me. To use a popular sentence to describe it, that is: I want to be a bitch and I want to set up a torii.

Sister Mei was very careful, she found that the cigarette I was holding was a half-section of cigarettes, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "No smoke?"

I shook my cigarette in the air and said self-deprecatingly, "Yes." There's still half a one!"

Sister Mei said: "I'll ask someone to send a few boxes in a while!"

I said, "Don't work hard, Sister Mei." Thank you for your kindness!" I feel more and more that Sister Mei is suspected of being a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to the chicken, but after careful analysis, it doesn't look like it.

Sister Mei smiled indifferently and said, "Zhao Long, remember what I said, many times, what you see may not be true." At a critical time, we can see the essence. At this time and at that time, I am sure that you will be able to get through it. ”

I really couldn't understand Sister Mei's words, so I just replied with a smile.

After she said this, she didn't stop there, but turned around and stood still for a moment.

I asked, "Do you want to go?"

Sister Mei didn't look back and said, "I'm leaving, you may regret it!" So, I'm going to stand for a while. ”

I looked at Sister Mei's back, and I was in a reverie.

What is she expressing to me?

Sister Mei stood in the doorway for about twenty seconds, she was like a beautiful sculpture, with a good figure and fine skin, and through the faint light, you could peek into the moving parts of her body.

I frowned and stared at her back, as if waiting for a word.

But Sister Mei never broke it, but shook her shoulders lightly, and chuckled: "Don't you think that there are some opportunities that should not be missed." If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. ”

I hesitated and asked, "What does Sister Mei mean?"

Sister Mei smiled self-deprecatingly, stepped lightly twice, and walked outside the door.

The sound of the door closing this time was so soft that I couldn't help but shiver.

It should be the door that Sister Mei closed herself!

As soon as the door closed, the light in the room dimmed a lot, and I sighed softly and walked up to the bed.

There were also a few ham sausages and a few breads in the plastic bag, and I took them out and ate some of them, and with the mineral water, I felt like a prisoner who had made a big mistake, dark and isolated from the world.

Is my life really ruined like this?

I can't bear to recall the past, let alone think about the future, at this time, the idea of being a monk hitting the clock for a day is perfect for me.

The appearance of Sister Mei is indeed a little weird, I carefully tasted her words, and suddenly it seemed like a sudden realization!

I suspect that my head is sluggish, and a lot of hints are not read until later.

Could it be that Sister Mei's actions just now wanted to hint at me, take her hostage, and then threaten Chen Fusheng to save her life?

This is nothing more than a plan to break the net of a fish, if Sister Mei really means this, then my situation is really dangerous.

But Sister Mei, why should she help me?

Is this a mystery, or is it also a temptation?

Many things are tasted, the more they taste, the deeper they are, the more suspicious they become, and I simply don't taste them anymore.

I took out the cigarette butt, which had been two-thirds of the way out, lit it with a wry smile, took two puffs, and was about to extinguish it and keep the last few rations, when I heard another clatter from the iron door.

Who's coming?

I heard a man at the door pushing the door and saying, "Oh my God, it almost broke, the door was not locked properly!

A burst of light came through, and a man hurried in.

Seeing that I was still sitting on the bed unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said to me: "Hey, what are you doing, come here, come here!"

He called me like a puppy, and I felt a little angry in my heart, but I still forcibly suppressed it and asked him, "What's the matter?"

The man pointed his pistol at me and said, "Sister Mei gave you cigarettes! It seems that you are quite good at stammering, Sister Mei actually prepared two boxes of cigarettes for you herself! Smoker, come and get it!"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking that Sister Mei really said what she said.

When I was almost out of food, sending me two boxes of cigarettes was undoubtedly a send-off!

I stood up almost abruptly and approached the door.

The man held out a hand to signal a pause, then quickly pulled two boxes of cigarettes out of his pocket and tossed them over.

Like a monkey stealing a peach, I caught it nimbly, put it on the corner of my mouth and kissed it twice, and my eyes glowed green. I'm a veritable smoker, and if I don't eat for a day, maybe I can resist it, but if I don't smoke for a day, it's torture.

I put the cigarette in front of me and saw that it was two boxes of high-quality Chinese!

Carefully putting them in my pockets, I said to the man, "Thank you, Sister Mei, for me." ”

The man said: "You must turn around! Smoke less, buddy, I guess your lungs now have to be blackened, what's so good about smoking, slow suicide!"

He sighed and walked out.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut and locked.

I quickly opened a box, took one out of my mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Be energetic and see through the red dust.

Smoke, it's a good thing. At the very least, it's a good thing to do.

To a certain extent, human life is a kind of chronic suicide. Society has developed to such an extent that chemical molecules and harmful substances are everywhere in food, medicine, and even in the air. The few grams of nicotine in cigarettes are really insignificant compared to the toxic effects of factory exhaust gases, food additives, etc., that we ingest day after day.

When I am helplessly in such a situation, my mentality will gradually be smoothed out, and my heart will be sharpened faster. Instead of worrying about it all day, you can calm down and fantasize about something beautiful, get down and do a few push-ups, or play a game on your phone.

The greatest value of mobile communication equipment is not that it can make and receive calls, but that when the mobile phone is in arrears or down, it can also play games and play backgammon.

Another day, the wind passed quietly.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, the contents of my plastic bag had basically been consumed, and only half a bottle of mineral water remained.

What to eat when I'm hungry is the biggest question I face next.

When the iron door clicked again, I thought someone was delivering food!

But I was wrong!

The person who came was a person I couldn't have imagined.

Chen Fusheng.

This insidious and cunning big man who made the Buddha have nothing to do, he appeared in front of me single-handedly.

In silence, I no longer need to flatter him and please him. So I didn't speak, I just looked at him, and I really wanted to throw a punch in his chest and shatter his heart.

Chen Fusheng held the jade wrench on the middle finger of his right hand with his left hand, and only after a long time did he take the lead in saying: "I have wronged you, Zhao Long!"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking that he and Sister Mei were worthy of being husband and wife, and even the opening remarks were the same.

I pinched my nose and tried to make myself as awe-inspiring as I could, and I said, "Not aggrieved, not aggrieved at all." There is bread to eat, mineral water to drink, and cigarettes to smoke!" After finishing speaking, I pretended to take out a cigarette, put it in my mouth, and then handed the cigarette case to Chen Fusheng: "Do you want one?"

I thought that Chen Fusheng would be annoyed and angry, who would have thought that he would laugh at himself, take one out of the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Smoke one, smoke one!"

I was stunned. I don't know if Chen Fusheng is too thick-skinned, or if he is confident.

He took out his own lighter and lit it, spat out a puff of smoke, walked over and patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Sit down and talk?"

I looked at him, frowned lightly, and said, "Let's talk, it's okay!"

Chen Fusheng shook his head gently, really walked to the head of the bed, and sat down without hesitation.

I tried to remind him that the bed was dirty, but stopped.

Compared to Chen Fusheng's heart, this bed is already much cleaner!

Chen Fusheng stretched out his hand to greet me: "Sit down Zhao Long, don't be restrained!"

I smiled calmly: "I'm not reserved! I'm the owner, you're the guest!"

Of course, Chen Fusheng could hear the sarcasm in my words, but he was still not provoked, but pinned his legs very chic and asked bluntly: "I want to know, there are two chances to escape, why don't you escape?"

I didn't expect him to ask me that!

In fact, I also know that there are indeed two no, four chances that I can escape. And of these four opportunities, three of the opportunities were given by Sister Mei: first, when Sister Mei came in, I could have held Sister Mei hostage and rushed out, and second, when Sister Mei left, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, I didn't lock the door tightly, and third, Sister Mei sent someone to come in single-handedly to deliver cigarettes, and I was also fully capable of putting him down and escaping. Fourth, if Chen Fusheng comes alone, I can be more comfortable with him, and it may be easier to kidnap him and escape. Although I haven't fully figured out the details of Chen Fusheng, I am confident that Chen Fusheng is not my opponent, at least, in hand-to-hand combat, I am sure that I can win him.

I puffed out the smoke and said, "It's not twice, it's four, like." ”

Chen Fusheng was stunned: "Oh, four times? Haha, it seems that I still underestimated you! Can you tell me the answer, why don't you run away." ”

I said firmly: "I didn't do anything wrong, and I didn't feel sorry for you, Mr. Chen, why should I run away? If I can die unjustly, it will be a hundred times, people are alive, I am too tired!" I said with a deliberate sigh, and lost no time in turning my head to look at Chen Fusheng's face.