The entire detention area was temporarily quiet due to the warning of the police officer. It may be that you have just passed enough to smoke, and everyone's mood seems better. The man with long hair and shoulders sang quietly and walked around the aisle, he was about thirty years old, He Sicheng had not spoken to him but knew that his name was Wang Song, although his appearance was not good, but He Sicheng was still impressed by him, one of them Wang Song was particularly fond of singing, almost at any time, but none of the songs could be found in tune, so that the people next to him listened to it very uncomfortable; second, Wang Song went to the bathroom to take a cold bath as soon as he was free, and almost washed more than ten times a day, He Sicheng originally thought that Wang Song was particularly clean, and Zhou Jianxin said that every time he took a bath, he was addicted to drugs, and his body was hot and used cold water to relieve his discomfort; there was also a young man named Wang Yiping in the detention room, squatting by the wall all day long, listless, I heard that he is also seriously addicted, Wang Yiping is Wang Song's nephew, Wang Song personally brought his nephew to the point of no return for taking heroin, which made He Sicheng hate Wang Song very much in his heart. Wang Song and Wang Yiping did not have a proper job, and they were arrested by the police at the police station when they were smoking heroin in a hotel in District G. Both the uncle and nephew were sentenced to 15 days of detention, and they came in earlier than He Sicheng, just ending their detention on the same day as He Sicheng.

Wang Song kept walking around with his hands behind his back, and said, "It's almost time for lunch, right?" Ma Cheng replied in an old way: "It should be soon." He Sicheng still hasn't fully regained his physical sense, he doesn't feel hungry, he doesn't look forward to the upcoming lunch, he just feels that lunch is a sign of the end of the morning after all, and his hellish life has finally passed for half a day.

At this time, there was the sound of an iron door opening outside the door, and a police officer walked to the door of a detention room and called the names of two people, Ma Cheng said: "Release people, release people." He Sicheng looked out of the window, only to see the tall and fat assistant policeman who took him into the detention room at that time with two people in blue vests walking towards the warehouse at the end of the corridor, the two people were holding quilts and cutlery in their hands, just like He Sicheng walked in yesterday, the difference is that the faces of the two people are full of heartfelt smiles, yes, they are about to regain their freedom, like being reborn, how can they be unhappy? He Sicheng looked at them with great envy, and involuntarily counted his days with his fingers, and there was no change, he still had to go through nine more dawns in the detention room and nine times in the courtyard! Ma Cheng introduced very experiencedly: "Those who wear blue vests are released in the morning, and those who wear yellow vests are released in the afternoon. The treatment of blue vests is better than ours, even the cleaning officer will only call the cleaning officer in the blue vest!" He Sicheng thought to himself, it turns out that even in this kind of place, people are graded, and he has become an inferior person among the inferior people!

As he spoke, the two blue vests came out of the warehouse after putting their things away, and followed the assistant police to walk out, walking towards their freedom, and they happily greeted the people in the detention room: "Bye, brother go first, goodbye!", happiness overflowed on their faces, He Sicheng thought: What goodbye? Never goodbye!

After a while, the sound of the food truck pushing in the aisle, as Wang Song expected, was about to have lunch. He Sicheng took out his bowl and washed it vigorously, standing in a row with his roommates and waiting for lunch to come. The small window on the iron door opened, and there was a pot of rice and a pot of vegetables on the dining car, He Sicheng handed out the lunch box and took the lunch that belonged to him, silently walked to his bunk and sat down and began to eat, there was only one dish: boiled potatoes! The whole detention room even finished eating the mustard, and there was no way to add any spices, He Sicheng frowned and forced himself to start eating. He loves food, usually even early is very picky, will drive to his favorite breakfast restaurant for breakfast, he thinks that eating is a great joy in life, and today's meal for him has only one meaning, that is: to live!

Seeing that He Sicheng was still sullen, Ma Cheng comforted him while eating: "Brother He, don't you think the food is bad, you can't adapt to it, you still have to eat more, otherwise you will be hungry in the afternoon, and you will have meat to eat in the evening, you should be happy!" Although Ma Cheng didn't know that what made He Sicheng sad was not the quality of the dish, but the nature of this meal as a "prison meal"! But Ma Cheng this young man is really a warm-hearted person, warm and considerate to others, although He Sicheng and he have known him for less than a day, he always helps He Sicheng as a person who has come over, although this help is insignificant, but at least it makes He Sicheng's extremely depressed mood feel a little comforted!

He Sicheng smiled at Ma Cheng to show his gratitude, picked up the bowl and continued to eat, halfway through the meal, He Sicheng felt that he couldn't eat anymore, so he got up and asked, "What should I do if I can't finish eating?" Zhou Jianxin replied: "Brother He, just fall into the squatting pit and wash away!" He Sicheng's family is not wealthy, and most of the post-70s have special feelings for food, even if the economic conditions have improved after adulthood, he still cherishes food, and his consumption concept is "You can be luxurious, but you can't waste it!" Now that he was going to wash the rice down the drain, he was still a little sad in his heart. He Sicheng thought to himself: Next time, you should eat less, so as not to waste. It's a pity that the next morning, He Sicheng felt funny about his thoughts at the moment, and the food with clear soup and little water made He Sicheng feel that a spoonful of rice was no longer enough for him to eat the next day!

After washing the dishes, He Sicheng sat on the bunk in a daze, he was the first to finish eating, and others were still eating deliciously. He Sicheng noticed that Wang Yiping's expression was rather strange, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, his face looked painful, he didn't eat the food, Wang Song said to Wang Yiping: "You have to eat something, it's been five days since you came in, you basically haven't eaten, you want to die?" "Uncle, I'm hungry, but I can't eat." Wang Yiping replied pitifully, Wang Song introduced very professionally: "We have been smoking heroin for a long time, our stomach will shrink, we can't eat too much at a time, we can only eat less and more meals, but how can we eat less and more here?" He Sicheng thought to himself, no wonder these heroin smokers in the detention room are so thin, so thin that they don't look normal. Wang Yiping may be afraid of death or maybe he is really hungry, he picked up the rice bowl and ate with a very painful expression, and after eating a few bites, Wang Yiping suddenly covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom, vomiting for a while. He Sicheng was very glad that he had finished eating, otherwise he might have vomited, and the drug once again showed He Sicheng its terrible side, which made He Sicheng tremble!