Anyone should have had a time when they were particularly disgusted with themselves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIf you had to give me an example, the common example I can think of is the sage time who deleted all the books and various resources - the male compatriots born in the information age should have had a similar experience. There is an inexplicable sense of self-loathing, a sense of despair, and a sense of seeing through the red dust from the heart, but in the end, these things will be swallowed up by ordinary life and become the "capital" that I use to laugh at myself in the future.

That's how most people's lives are. The past self becomes the object of ridicule of the present self, and the present self gradually becomes the object of ridicule of the future self. Basically, no one can "stick to the original intention", even if it is born from the middle of life. And the one who can do that--

Either it's a great man, or it's a waste.

I should belong to the latter category. I should be able to hold on. All should be. Because, people's self-evaluation is the most unreliable, and once you communicate with others about this matter, it may become a mutual "comparison" the moment you open your mouth.

…… After thinking about so much nonsense, maybe not being able to shoot 002 this time hit me harder than I thought.

Rubbing the expensive single-shot camera hanging on my chest a little depressed, I scratched my head, drank a small half of the small bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou I was holding in my hand, and then patted the shoulder of the buddy next to me with a little drunkenness: "...... Why, please...... The one in Yakumo's purple cos suit is here?"

"Oh, she's here to stay with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is the rat master. Smiling, the man who looked a few years older than me lifted his glasses, "How is it, scared, right?"

"Well, that's a shock...... The rat actually has a girlfriend......"

"Thanks, I don't drink white ......" rejected the small wine jug I handed over, and the other party approached with some ill will, "What's the matter, jealous, right? Usually you are on par with the level of the rat master in the group and on Weibo, but you don't have such a good girlfriend." What's going on, comrade dog?"

Hawkers, for the sake of having already climbed the wall together a few times, I won't hit him. Looking at the netizen with a wicked smile on his face, and taking another sip of wine, I shook my head, didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks and continued to plan to eat. Still, my gaze casually glanced over to the woman, and then I sighed deeply:

"Yakumo-sensei is much prettier than her......"

But I'll never see her again.

The dinner party between netizens is like that, it is pleasant and pleasant, but the restraint in reality still exists, and if you use the Internet to communicate, maybe these people will be more open. Fortunately, under the effect of common topics, the atmosphere is far from awkward, that is, the girlfriend of the mouse often can't interject, and it may not feel too good. At the end, everyone took a group photo at the entrance of the hotel and began to wave goodbye to each other.

"Then I'm going to get back in touch! Dog leftover, you like to drink so much, why don't you stay here for a few more days? We're really worried about what to do if you drink and drive on the highway. ”

"Ah, don't worry, I'm the owner of a car repair shop, and I see so many drunk drivers sent for repair every day, and I'm scared in my heart. I took a sip of wine, and I replied, "Be careful on the way back, it's already dark." ”

"Okay, you can do it. See you soon!"

"Goodbye. ”

But, seriously, there is still not a single person in this group who drinks white...... Shouldn't I think about quitting drinking? If I don't have a drinking buddy, it's not fun to drink all the time. The doctor also said, don't look at my recovery after surgery is so good, if I keep drinking, I will always drink badly......

In the slightly cold summer evening breeze of this northeastern coastal city, Comrade Gou Yu began to think crankily again, and turned on the music playback program on his mobile phone. Looking up, the moon was bright, but not perfect - oh yes, 505 said that today seemed to be the anniversary of the mouse and his girlfriend...... It's really not easy to be mice, and there is a girlfriend who still comes to accompany us on this day. His girlfriend is also a good person. I really hope they can be happy.

Music flows from inside the headphones. In order to wash away the current mood, I specially chose a more passionate song:

"See-the-Reich-in-flames!"

Try-to-save-Berlin-in-vane!

It's-a-road-to-death-and-pain!

On-the-other-shore

There's-the-end-of-the-war!"

It doesn't work. Kicking up the small rocks on the side of the road with some irritation, I scratched my head vigorously, trying desperately to adjust my mood to the tragic atmosphere of the song's reaction, but to no avail. This rock song is still telling the story it wants to tell people, just like I did a few years ago. But there is no doubt that other people's stories are much better than mine......

…… So, here is King Wangwang. Now the screen name is "Comrade Dog Leftover", a military photography enthusiast. The body that fell from the fourth floor recovered about a year ago, and he opened an auto repair shop with the help of state compensation and the savings transferred by Comrade Han Ding to his parents. In this case, friends who met on the Internet after becoming military enthusiasts are ready to come here to photograph the domestic Type 002 aircraft carrier, which according to reliable sources has already begun to be prepared at the shipyard for final assembly...... It's a pity that nothing was found.

"Gotta have ...... It's been four years......"

The last feat of the Twelfth Army did not save me from the atmosphere of grief. Unconsciously, this kind of words that symbolize weakness leaked out of the corners of his mouth. To be honest, it's because of this nasty personality that I've basically been in self-loathing for the past few years. A coward who recognizes his cowardly nature will never lack negativity, not to mention that this cowardly essence killed my "master" who could communicate with each other, drove away my favorite "teacher", and made my parents' temples grow a little gray overnight.

“……

Who-could-ever-have-believed?

Seems-like-nothing's-been-achieved.

Just-to-walk-a-day

Go-all-the-way,

……”

"Yakumo-sensei, how are you doing?" Things got to this point, I simply decided to let out the weakness in my heart and muttered to myself like a fool, "When I went to see Xixing Temple, I met Han Ding to say hello to me. ”

“…… By the way, by the way, please help me book a spot. ”

After muttering these last words softly, I stopped in the gloomy alley, turned around, and addressed the figure in the darkness: "Come out." ”

“…… The-fronts-are-closing-in......!

The sound in the headphones was like a great irony. The figures slowly walked under the light—there were quite a few of them, there were three, and the weapons that glittered in the light proved that I was powerless to resist them. Smiling a little self-deprecatingly, I took two steps towards them, unscrewing the lid of the bottle again, intending to drink it all in one gulp, and with the other hand to the other flask on my chest. As I mentioned earlier, I already knew I was a coward.

It's not that cowards can't be brave. However, it takes a bit of stimulation, and the best of them all is alcohol.

Oh, by the way, Comrade Molotov should be thanked at such times. His cocktails taste really good, and more importantly they are simple to make. A simple lighter, a fragile bottle with strips of cloth stuffed and filled with oil, can make such a delicious "cocktail", which is really ...... Wonderful thing.

"See-the-city-burn-on-the-other-side"

The throwing and ignition of the "Molotov's cocktail" were perfect. The first of the three people subconsciously blocked, and the bottle shattered as soon as it touched his weapon, instantly spreading the flames that had only existed on the strip of cloth to their bodies.

"Going-down-in-flames-as-two-worlds-collide."

The flames, heat, and screams seemed to dispel all the darkness around them in one fell swoop. Without thinking too much and throwing away the already empty flask, I quickly stepped forward and threw a right hook to knock the unburned man who was undressing to the ground, and gave him a hard kick in the back.

"Who-can-now-look-back-with-a-sense-of-pride?"

The other two men began to support their companions, and sprang up from the ground, and if I hadn't picked up the slinger on the ground to block the powerful attack, I am afraid I would have been completely unconscious. A head hammer was firmly pushed up to break the stalemate, and I was about to throw it out with a stick, but the self-talk on the other side was caught by my ears: "...... Han Ding's good student ......"

This quote reminds me of that face. Those two people who put me in the middle of a sentimental situation just now. The hesitation was fatal, and my spine, which was already more fragile than ordinary people after surgery, was slammed with a slinger, causing my face to crumple in an instant and my body to the ground.

…… These monsters aren't even afraid of burns......

"On-the-other-shore, (over the Elbe)

There's-the-end-of-the-war!)"

The tide turned in an instant. The hands have been completely controlled. Sirens could be heard in the distance......

Yes, of course. These three men are neither criminals intending to rob nor hoscals with bad intentions. Their purpose is clear and noble, their actions are swift and accurate, their will is tenacious and tenacious, and their attacks are bold and deadly. If such people become criminals, the People's Republic of China will not be far from the collapse of the party and the country.

It is naturally impossible for a coward, who can barely act on alcohol, to defeat three such people. If I were really a soldier of the Twelfth Army of the Wehrmacht, when facing the Soviet Red Army, I would definitely be scared into the Ninth Army and run to the west bank of the Elbe River as soon as the battle began, right?

Facing the dazzling red and blue police lights and bright flashlights, and the police badge on the big-brimmed hat that might be even more shiny, I listened to those two lyrics and squinted my eyes, as if I was thinking about everything in front of me. However, there is a strange hope in my heart:

Maybe Dalian is my Elbe. From that point in time, the "war" in my heart should also end.

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"What exactly are you here for?"

"I want you to identify yourself," I said to the middle-aged man in front of me, who was asking questions, "to let me know who I'm talking to." This matter is important. ”

"You should look at what is written here. 'Be lenient in your confession and strict in your resistance,' you see? When will it be your turn to make demands to the public security organs? Believe it or not, I'm going to throw you to jail right now?"

"No, you won't. Shaking my head, I replied, "To sentence me, the procuratorate and the court have to go through some formalities, which is very troublesome." You're most afraid of trouble, isn't it? It doesn't hurt us to get straight to the point. ”

By now, both sides are clear about each other's identities, but I have to insist that he admit his identity. Han Ding revealed to me that their situation is completely different from the style of the "secret police" that ordinary people imagine, and their actions have very clear restrictions: if they can, they must try to minimize the leakage of information to the outside world. If they interfere too frequently in government affairs and make too frequent use of the power of the public security, judiciary, and other organs to arrest and interrogate them too frequently, the dissatisfaction of the political group will become a problem, the release of too obvious signals to the enemy will become a problem, and the attention of "righteous people" who do "good things" because of irregular procedures may also become a potentially big problem. With so many questions that can arise, it would take a donkey to kick the brain before casually arresting ordinary civilians like a "secret policeman".

Rather, at the end there was a police car, and now I'm being interrogated in the interrogation room, which is actually quite strange. When state security organs handle criminal cases endangering national security, they exercise the same powers as public security organs, so why do they still have to rely on the police?

"I want to know, what am I being detained for? or am I criminally detained on suspicion of a crime? You have to give me a plausible explanation. I still have room to wait here for half a month. ”

Criminal detention, but the procuratorate detained me for a maximum of 14 days. The use of the pretext of public security detention can only be linked to "gathering a crowd to fight", which is only 15 days at most, and there is no way to transfer to further coercive measures. Anyway, it's not bad to have someone to eat and live.

“…… Tut. Han Ding's good student. ”

This familiar self-talk made me look up in some surprise. However, I couldn't see the burns of the other party, and a document that was crossed over the table explained the other party's attitude: "Dalian National Security Bureau." ”

I don't think so. With a strange smile of distrust on my face, I didn't touch the papers on the table. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man sighed again: "...... The Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of State Security '4.13' Task Force. Now we hope to be able to ask for your help. ”

"You could have done something more normal. ”

"Your suspicions have not been cleared, and I want you to recognize that. We can't hold you criminally accountable, but it's not hard to erase yourself and your parents from society. ”

My heart was pounded. Obviously, I got carried away just now...... In any case, the other party is also a state security organ, and no matter how much we try to gain a psychological advantage, my family and I are still in the hands of the other party...... Wait, could the "identity exposure" just now be just a show to make me self-righteous? These people are all human spirits!

"Okay, I'll have to start asking questions. Be honest and tell me everything you know. Sitting in his seat, I don't know if I noticed my cold sweat, and the other side officially began to ask, "Wang Wangwang, what does your coming to Dalian have to do with Qiu Jingye who appeared in Dalian?...... And Yakumo Purple, what does it have to do with it?"