When the bus arrived at the bus station, it was already dawn, and Bei Bei bought a set of pancakes and fruits on the side of the road, and waited for the morning bus while eating. The long-distance bus from here to the county seat will leave every ten minutes, and there will definitely be a place to sit at the departure station, so she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Snowflakes began to drift in the sky, but the snowflakes were just small white crystals like in late autumn, not at all like the snow in the wax moon, which could crystallize into symmetrical flowers. There was no place to hide from the snow at the bus station, and it was empty all around, next to the square where she and Peng Cheng had met for the first time. In the middle of winter, most of the trees are poked next to them with bare poles, as if they are dead, lifeless.

The long-distance bus is the kind of orange bus, bright color, can be recognized clearly by the elderly, the potholes on the road surface in disrepair, the car will inevitably go up and down, and the larger car will naturally appear more undulating, more like a boat floating on the sea.

The boat flickered in front of him, the orange door opened silently, the spring was not good, trembling, Bei Bei was the first to get into the car, found the front seat and sat down, the pancake fruit was a little cold, she took two bites.

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All love is almost maintained by memories, and if there are no memories, then what is left of love.

"Daughter-in-law, why do you love to eat this thing, what's so delicious about it?" Peng Cheng smashed his mouth, saying very bitterly, he wiped Beibei's mouth, his movements were so light, as if he hadn't touched it, and he gently stared at the corners of the girl's mouth stained with sauce. "Oh, look, you're so buried. No matter how ugly he spoke, his eyes never turned away. He doesn't dislike her, he will stretch out his slender fingers, gently scratch the corners of Beibei's mouth, wipe off the sauce that sticks to his mouth, and then watch Beibei's mouth move, and the corners of his mouth will overflow again.

"Don't move, look, don't move. As he spoke, the young man would grab her, and then wipe it again with great concentration as if he were doing some high-tech experiment.

Bebe likes to look at him with such a focused look, and she wonders what is going on in this kid's head, is there really nothing in mind, or is he also cranky, or is he really just focused on the present like a child.

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If Peng Cheng could be less stubborn about gambling, maybe life would be better. If it weren't for that fingerprint, life would have been better, Peng Cheng sat in the large single room of the detention center, and his heart was full of thoughts. Wherever this house has horns and corners that can kill people, it has been disposed of, and it is properly wrapped, and it is obvious that it is not for him.

Bei Bei said that he would wait for him, which made Peng Cheng feel a rush of blood from the root of his life, and his eyes were dark. He has to survive this, he has to survive, he can't let Bei Bei wait for him outside in vain, right? Last night, he was still thinking that he really couldn't do it, so he would recruit him, don't let people beat him to death, but now Peng Cheng feels that he has to go out if he loses his life.

The news that Zhang Chao sent over said that in the past two days, the police would come to interrogate him and ask him to think about it, after all, it was more than ten years ago, and he couldn't remember many details, but there was still a chance. However, Zhang Chao also said that those policemen will beat people and use some inappropriate means, what will they be? The young man wanted to know.

Peng Cheng tore off the orange prison uniform, the texture of that thing was very poor, rainproof, it was uncomfortable to die, he was anxious, the shackles of that thing made him even more anxious, he wanted to take it off, but the discipline saw it and didn't let it, at this time, if he didn't let him take it off, he felt that he could suffocate if he didn't take it off.

He was treated differently from others in this detention center, the young man understood everything, and two cigarettes put everyone on the table. Besides, Zhang Chao's boss spent a lot of effort on this matter, in the final analysis, Zhang Chao can get things done, so can he be a blind stall with nothing to do? This boss must have an obligation, and naturally he has to smooth out the leaders above.

This is the self-managed detention center of the county police station, and all the people who come here are petty fights, and they will be released in 15 days. Before Peng Cheng came, he only heard Zhang Chao say that he went in because he gathered people to fight, but only after he arrived, he realized that it was not only because of the war, but that the gang of people were able to fight that day, but they also skated too much, and people went crazy.

Although he knew the reason for the incident, Peng Cheng still decided to help his brother, it was really not for his brother, it was the two thousand yuan to make trouble. Anyway, he didn't skate, it was just a fight, or the other party made the first move, so it stands to reason that it's fine. Hey, it's too much, the young man thought, if Bei Bei hadn't stopped himself on the phone that day, Peng Cheng would probably have flinched when he knew that this matter was related to drugs, and now that he thinks about it, he really retreated.

The guards in this small detention center don't care about interrogation, and the prisoners in major cases will not spend money on them passing by.

At the corner of the door, there were some people wearing prison uniforms, most of them were busy working with low eyebrows, and Peng Cheng couldn't figure out why they were so miserable, what mistake did they make to make these docile guard brothers clean up like this?

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"Guess what they can do?" Peng Cheng picked a teammate who looked good to talk, the man's bare hair, only a little bit left on the top of the neck, his goose-egg-shaped body, which made people feel very obscene, always liked to put his head between his shoulders, as if others would not be able to see him.

"Beat people! What can I do, beat you with a big stick, bang bang. The man gestured as if he was playing golf, his voice was quiet, but his mouth was very big, he said with a thief's eyebrows, while looking at the door, he was devoted, and Peng Cheng's body leaned back more and more, and he felt a chill swishing up from the soles of his feet.

"I won't hit you, can you admit it?" The man suddenly shook his eyebrows twice, and his eyes also widened, and Peng Cheng was shocked to realize that although this guy has little hair, he has eyebrows, which is quite thick.

"What else can they do like that?" Peng Cheng put down the rice bowl in his hand and couldn't eat.

He didn't believe what Zhang Chao said, although he hadn't been in prison or interrogated, but he felt that the police weren't so perverted and tortured themselves with that kind of means. But this old man's words made him believe it a little, no matter how he listened to it, he felt that what Zhang Chao said was more like the truth, Peng Cheng's heart suddenly became dim, he became troubled, and began to regret it again.

Zhang Chao said that the police would glue water with white paper, paste it on their faces layer by layer, and suffocate people until they couldn't breathe, and then they would take them away. The young man remembered that it was in the movie he had watched, when the old lady who broke her shoes was killed, he used this trick, why is it so fashionable in prison now?

Isn't that a human life? If he survives, it will be very difficult. Peng Cheng regretted it a little, whether it was back then, or a few days ago when Zhang Chao came to find him, as long as he didn't go into the water once, he wouldn't be so passive today, fuck, he was short of money.