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Tang said that there are only Ling here with steamed buns, could she be the one who saved me in the water prison?

Everything is possible in this drug lord kingdom, everything must be handled carefully, no coincidence can be regarded as a coincidence, everything must be carefully considered!

Sitting on the stone slab in front of the bamboo building, smoking, quietly watching everything in front of you, here in addition to the militia with loaded guns, there are military jeeps.

Everyone looked busy and didn't know what they were busy with, I yawned and felt a little sleepy, and the tattoo on my back was still hot and painful.

This way of marking reminds me of the time when I used to sell labor to the South Seas. All slaves will be branded with a soldering iron on their bodies, or even directly on their faces!

The purpose of this was to make it clear to the slaves who belonged to them, and I feel the same way now. It's like someone has put the mark of a slave on your body......

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the land for a long time, and only from this angle can people see the sun......

It's hard to imagine that yesterday I was dragged here in a pig cart, asked by Pala to be sorted, and then soaked in a water prison in pain!

It was all like a nightmare, but I woke up eventually, but what was even more frightening than the nightmare was that I didn't know what Don had for me!

Invisible fears are looming around us, living but not understanding, being controlled by others but unable to speak and unspeakable. Everything is squeezed deep into the heart......

Suddenly someone appeared in front of me, there was a long shadow on the ground, and I instinctively looked up!

"Huh?" I looked up suddenly, and there was a woman of twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a delicate brow and an aura that was unlike anything I had ever seen before.

She is yellow-skinned and black-haired, looks like a domestic person, and holds a few books in her arms, but her expression is very cold!

"I'm Hitomi, are you Ling?" I asked politely, she is a very special person I have met here!

Because in this drug lord kingdom, I can't see any normal people, but her appearance has changed my opinion, and even made me a little unbelievable!

"Yes, what's the matter?" her expression was calm, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her side like a hazy veil!

I wanted to ask her if she gave me some steamed buns in the water prison last night, but I couldn't say anything...... Because her indifference seems to reject people thousands of miles away!

"Me. I wanted to ask you for a few steamed buns, and Tang said that only you have them. ”

"Yes. She coldly agreed, and I stood up and patted my ass and followed her into the bamboo building.

She doesn't have any perfume smell on her body. But I can smell a smell of my student days, green with a hazy feeling!

Entering the door, I feel that this bamboo building is very different, it is very warm inside, and there are some photos and certificates on the wall, no matter how you look at it, it is incompatible with this drug lord kingdom!

"Wait!" she turned her head and dropped a word, speaking very competently with a chill, and I stood there and watched her walk up to the second floor.

I stood in front of the photographs and looked closely, there were people of all skin tones, and each one looked like the world outside.

But the only thing that's special is that. All the photos are of children, children of all skin colors, and their smiles are innocent!

What's even more surprising is Ling's smile in the photo. It wasn't at all like what I had just seen, and for a moment I muttered to myself, isn't this the same person?

I'm surprised to be able to meet the existence of such a person in the Narcos Kingdom, which makes me feel a little unreal, is it really her going to the water prison to give me steamed buns?

The water dungeon is very close to the location of her bamboo tower, about twenty-five meters away, but there is also a sentry high next to the water dungeon!

If it was her, why would she take the risk of sending me steamed buns?

As I was thinking, Ling walked down to the second floor and found a few steamed buns in a white plastic bag.

"Give. ”

"Thank you. I took the steamed bun and my heart was full of emotion, and under her gaze, I couldn't help but take out the steamed bun and take a bite.

Her brow twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything. I chewed slowly and tasted the taste of steamed bread, the slightly shriveled steamed bread tasted strange, but I can't forget the taste of this desperate life!

"May I ask where these steamed buns come from? Are you the only ones here who have steamed buns here?"

"I made the steamed buns myself, you can come to me to get them if you want to eat them, now please leave!" she looked at me calmly and coldly, and the aura on her body was very complicated!

Her eyes are full of aura, and the people in the photo are so bright and sunny, but the people in front of her seem to be shrouded in a layer of gloom.

"Thank you!" I said from the bottom of my heart, and her face changed slightly.

"No need to say thank you. It's all the same here. ”

"It's not the current steamed buns that I want to thank, it's the steamed buns last night...... Thank you!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about, so please leave now. Her eyes immediately became wary, and I waved my hand to show that I had no ill intentions.

Again, I know she must be worried about trouble!

Even if you want to save people here, you will be afraid of trouble, but you can imagine what the situation is, but I can't forget the taste of dying in the water prison, let alone the taste of steamed buns!

"By the way, are you a language teacher?" I pointed to a few books on the table, all in unintelligible Burmese, but with the names of publishers in Chinese!

"What do you want to do?"

"Can you teach me to learn Burmese? I don't need to know each other, just let me communicate normally. ”

I looked at her sincerely, and I had to overcome the language barrier because I was going to get out of here one day!

"Is that what Don meant?" she asked calmly. There was an obvious rejection of this, but I didn't give up!

"What if it was? What if it wasn't?"

"If that's what Don meant, of course it's fine, if that's what you mean, I don't have time to ......"

"Teach me three sentences a day, simple words like hello thank you and goodbye, okay?

"Yes! Sister Su ordered, is it a trouble, right, beautiful! Please leave. ”

"Sister Su ordered it, is it beautiful to make trouble. ”

I turned around and left the small bamboo building. I walked slowly step by step with the steamed buns, thinking about everything that had just happened.

That woman named Ling is really special, she doesn't look much older than me, I guess she must think I'm older than her!

The experience of the rivers and lakes and the vicissitudes of the years have left traces on my face, and I no longer have the vigor of a young man in my twenties, but I am lifeless, like a person who has not lived an unsatisfactory life after entering middle age......

In fact, there are many types of calmness. There is a kind of calmness that has been tempered and condensed by time, and the middle air is full of stability and stability.

On the contrary, calmness and composure is an inner lack of confidence without hope and experience in life. It looks lifeless and unmotivated.

I have seen so many people from all walks of life, but I have never seen a person like Ling, her eyes are smart, as if there is an aura, but she is very silent.

If I hadn't seen those pictures on the wall, I wouldn't have believed that such a calm person would have such a bright smile, like flowers bathed in the spring breeze!

Especially after I thanked her for the steamed buns, her attitude towards me changed slightly, and at first she didn't know that I was the poor creature in the water prison......

I think she sent me steamed buns, maybe just because everyone is Chinese, and when they go out, they greet each other and help each other, which is the real love of Chinese children!

Back in my own bamboo building, I relaxed and sat on the sofa to eat steamed buns, eating slowly bit by bite, slowly savoring the taste.

When I was a child, I often took a steamed bun, with a ham sausage is the most wonderful dinner, eat the steamed bun but are reluctant to bite the ham sausage, often eat the steamed bread and ham sausage and there is still more than half of it......

Some people say that the greatest sorrow in life is that you didn't get it when you were a child, but you don't want it when you grow up......

When I was a child, I often dreamed that I would grow up to be a hero, a hero that everyone could admire! I also dreamed of becoming a police officer myself, wearing a handsome police uniform and making everyone envious...... But there is a gap between reality and dreams!

I can't forget the taste of being in a water prison, and I swear I don't want to taste it again in my life!

As my thoughts deepened, my mood plummeted, I didn't know what was waiting for me next, and I didn't know why Ling was so silent......

Coiling Dragon