"What, don't you have an appetite?" A black leather gloved hand rested on my right shoulder, and I froze. Then, a head came down from the top left, and the breath of his breath sprayed into the corners of my eyes, wet.

"That's not going to work, cutie, you're an important person!" He finally let go of me and walked across the way, leaving me with a straight back. The other prisoners sitting at the table dispersed in an uproar.

He sat down directly across from me. A very young-looking blonde prison guard, with a hint of banter between his eyebrows, looked me straight in the eye.

I looked back and saw six prison guards standing behind me, in a row of twos and twos, firmly guarding the entrance to the cafeteria. This battle scared me a bit.

The blonde guard was still staring at me, and when he saw that I was trembling, he smiled. Then he glanced at one of the guards who was closer, and he ran towards the window where he was cooking, and in a few moments a large set meal was placed in front of me.

"Eat quickly." The blonde guard was still smiling, but I could hear a hint of command.

I exhaled, obediently picked up the wooden spoon, and began to gulp the food into my mouth. After chewing a few times, I tried my best to swallow, and I choked my eyebrows and tears. I kept covering my mouth and coughing, almost throwing up a few times, and I didn't know what the food tasted like.

"Let's go!"

No sooner had I put down my spoon and was still chewing dry bread than the blonde guard got up and walked towards the door.

"Go.. Where to? I asked in a whisper, secretly looking for the yellow-haired young man in the crowd. Soon, I met his gaze and he gave me an encouraging look.

The blonde jailer walked to the door and stopped, he didn't look back. The other guards looked at me directly, as if waiting for my reaction.

Reluctantly, I stood up.

…

The blonde guards took me to a building fenced off by iron nets, with slightly yellowed brick walls that looked a little old. We went straight up to the fourth floor, the top floor.

"Get in." When the blonde guard said this, he stood in the doorway and stopped looking at me.

Warden's Office.

I glanced at the nameplate on the door, and my heart tightened slightly. Isn't it, I just stopped the prison guards from killing the prisoner a little, and I actually alarmed the warden?

Behind the wide black desk, a middle-aged man with gray hair and glasses was looking at me. His expression was very gentle, and his eyes were full of wisdom.

"You may be seated." The warden smiled at me and gestured to the office chair across from his desk.

I nodded and sat down. Looking around with trepidation, the blue walls, gray sofas, and some black and white photos hung on the walls made the whole environment calm.

"Don't be nervous," said the warden, "I invite you here today to ask you a few questions; At the same time, I have something to tell you. ”

I snorted.

"Why did you take away the prison guard's baton?" The warden asked.

I quickly shook my head: "I didn't, warden, you believe me. I was just trying to stop him from beating people because the prisoner was about to die! ”

"Then do you know why the prison guard hit that prisoner?" The warden asked again.

I froze. I haven't really thought about it yet.

"Lynchings shouldn't be abused in any case, right?" I was a little unconvinced, "I still think I'm right." ”

The warden stood up suddenly, and he began to pace his position, "Things are not what you think. You must remember that you must never interfere with the prison guards in the future. This thing is important! The warden stopped and looked me in the eye.

"Then he doesn't care if he kills someone?" I was incredulous, "Is there still a royal law?" ”

"Listen," the warden suddenly grabbed my arm, "you must listen to me, or else," he suddenly let go

"There will be very serious consequences."

"I don't understand," I reluctantly argued, "prisoners also have human rights!" ”

The warden sat down, he folded his fingers, and nodded with a serious face: "Of course, you are all very important, and all prisoners are very important. He leaned a little closer to me, "But, you're special. ”

I was stunned and didn't understand what he meant: "I'm special? What's so special about me? ”

The warden smiled, but changed the subject: "How is it, are you still used to living here?" Feel free to tell the guards if you have any questions, and they will do their best to help you. ”

Hearing this, I coughed and cautiously asked, "Are you... Know my parents? ”

The warden looked at me inexplicably: "Your parents? His innocent expression didn't look like it was pretending. Isn't my family's power infiltrating here? So why does he say I'm special?

I thought about it for a moment, and then asked, "Warden, I want to know how that prisoner is doing, is he out of danger?" ”

Hearing this, the warden nodded: "It's saved, don't worry." But stay away from him in the future, this man is a dangerous person. ”

"I don't think so!" I was surprised, "He's fine, I bumped into him, but he took the initiative to help me up." ”

The warden pursed his lips and disagreed: "Anyway, you just listen to me." If it's okay, just go back! ”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Frustrated, I stood up to say goodbye to him and walked out of the office.

"Cutie," the blonde guard led me toward the staircase, "you don't look very energetic." ”

I didn't want to pay any attention to him, there was a dangerous aura about this man.

But he said to himself, "You have to eat like a man, you know? He glanced back at me, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

…

Back in the cell, all the prisoners were sleeping, snoring one after another, like a boring symphony.

I let out a long breath and lay down on the bed. I'm so tired today!

"Hey!"

With the sound of fingers tapping on the fence, the yellow-haired youth's voice brought me back from the edge of sleep.

I quickly got out of bed and crouched in the left corner, knocking on the fence in response to him.

"Where have you been?" The yellow-haired youth asked.

I sat down against the wall and sighed, "I'm going to see the warden!" Honestly, I think the guards here are weird, what do you say? ”

"No, it won't!" The yellow-haired youth exclaimed in a suppressed voice, "You... Went to see the warden? We've never seen him before! What does he look like and what does he say to you? ”

"Just an ordinary old man!" I was a little unimpressed by the fuss of the yellow-haired youth, "God is chattering, and I don't understand what he means." He told me to stay away from the bald head. ”

"Well," the yellow-haired youth's voice became a little dull, "maybe it's necessary to stay away from him." ”

I frowned and looked to the right, my reaction was confusing, but I could only see the fence and the wall.

"Sleep!" The yellow-haired young man said one last thing to me, and I heard him turn over, and soon there was a snoring sound from his side.

I just said that the prison guards here are strange, but in fact, I think the whole prison is strange. I can't be in some kind of psychiatric hospital, right? After laughing at myself for a while, I got into the bed.

Perhaps, I should sneak into the infirmary tomorrow to see the bald head.

Thinking so, my eyelids became heavy, and before long, I didn't know anything.