Returning to the narrow toilet, I sat on the cold concrete floor in a daze with trembling hands and feet, next to Qian Long, who was snoring, and it took me more than ten minutes before my mood gradually calmed down.

If the glasses man didn't say anything just now, I might really pounce on He Jiawei, as for whether I could strangle him, I didn't think about it, but I admit that I did have murderous intent.

"Whew.." I let out a heavy breath, half-closed my eyes, and began to think about where the days ahead should be.

Until this moment, I didn't understand why Lin Kun had to let me squat, and he was still in this kind of heavy sentence, was it just because I abolished Tian Zhiping, the second-way dealer, and stepped on his bottom line by unscrupulous means?

Just when I was thinking nonsense, Qian Longba next to me chirped and said in a dream: "Hmm.. Don't cry, daughter-in-law, I'll be back in two days."

Looking at him with a blue nose and swollen face, listening to his dreams that were close to real thoughts, I rubbed my red and swollen cheeks and said to myself: "Alas, I can't be impulsive anymore, hurt others and hurt myself." ”

From the time I was arrested to the present, my whole person has always been on the verge of going berserk, and I have never calmed down to think about what to do, and the future direction of our group, always blaming this and complaining about that, is there really no problem with me?

In the corner outside, the faint voice of the man with glasses came again: "Sleep, you can talk about everything tomorrow." ”

Hearing his voice, I was slightly stunned, lowered my voice and asked, "Don't you need to sleep?"

After a moment of silence, the man in glasses simply sat up.

In the dim light, I couldn't see the expression on his face, I could only see the reflective spectacle lenses on the bridge of his nose, but I don't know why, I still felt like I was hairy in my heart.

We looked at each other for about five or six seconds, and he slowly spoke: "I'm almost at the end of the day, and every second that passes is a countdown for me, so I cherish it extraordinarily, and it's enough to sleep for just over an hour a day." ”

"It's almost time?" I was slightly stunned, and then grinned: "It's better to live in this kind of broken place than to die, I think it's relief to die." ”

He sat cross-legged on the bed and grinned: "Haha, the reason why you say this is because you have never really been on the verge of death, if you are diagnosed with cancer now, the days are counted by the second, and you may understand what it means to die better than to live." ”

I blinked twice and sighed, "Maybe." ”

He took out a pack of "Chaotianmen" from under his pillow, lit one by himself, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of smoke, he coughed twice and said: "Actually, death is not terrible at all, what is terrible is the process of waiting for death." ”

After a moment's hesitation, I asked like an idiot, "Are you very powerful?" I think the people in this room are afraid of you. ”

"Amazing?" he snorted as if self-deprecatingly, snuffed out the half-smoked cigarette, and then lay down on his head.

I smiled dryly and shouted at him again: "Big brother, if you don't teach me some experience, how can I leave this house like a fish in water?"

The man with glasses opened his mouth undoubtedly: "Sleep, let's talk tomorrow, don't let me repeat." ”

Seeing that he had lost interest in communicating, I leaned my back against the wall, hugged my legs, rested my head on my knees, and closed my eyes slightly.

Originally, I just wanted to take a nap, but who knew that I would fall asleep directly with my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes again, Qian Long and I were kicked awake, and the fat pig-like Wuhua kicked us with the two of us with their toes.

Qian Long jumped up all of a sudden, pushed his hands on Wuhua's body and roared: "Grass mud horse, are you sick?"

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