Getting on the bus again, after receiving a roll of the driver's eyes, we found a seat in the last row of the car and got down. Because the previous seat has been occupied, I can only sit at the end of the most bumpy ride.

Soon after we sat down, the car started and slowly drove out of the station. I glanced in the direction of the toilet. The two were still lying on the ground, but there were already many people watching.

I looked at the brother beside me, who still looked nervous, and although he smiled at me when he noticed that I was looking at him, his expression stiffened like a mask over his face. I sighed and said, "What? Still scared? ”

The benevolent brother nodded first, then shook his head and said, "It's much better now." As he spoke, he looked at me and asked strangely, "Why aren't you afraid?" What do you do? ”

"Afraid? I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll find out in those two that they're police officers, and you're a fugitive being hunted down. Then I'm out of luck. I said, looking into his eyes.

He smiled bitterly when I said this, and said, "I'm really not a good person. But those two are not. ”

"Oh. Looks like I shouldn't be helping you. None of them are good people, and there are not many deaths. ”

He was stunned for a moment when he heard me say this, and then said, "Actually, I didn't do anything hurtful. At most, it is to help people connect and connect. ”

"Huh. Sounds like a scalper. Well, I'm not interested in knowing what you do. Those two guys aren't good people anyway. After saying that, I took out the money I had found from one of the two fellows and counted it, and there were about a thousand dollars, enough for me to eat and drink all the way.

When the brother next to me saw me counting the money, he also took out the money and handed it to me, "I haven't thanked you for saving me." ”

I blocked his money back and said, "You finally remembered this?" Take the money. I'm not short of money, so sit down now without talking. I'm going to sleep. ”

Seeing that I didn't want to deal with him, and didn't want to talk any more, this benevolent brother sat down and quieted down.

The car bumped all the way, and after three hours of bumpy driving, it finally arrived at the station. The driver was very impatient to drive all the passengers out of the car, this brother and I because of the slow action at the end of the car, inevitably by the driver nagging a few words, who knows that this brother with a very skilled local dialect and the driver sprayed a few words before getting out of the car.

I looked at him helplessly and said, "You still come out to do bad things like this?" Not at all. After saying that, I looked around and said, "Everyone should find their own mothers." After that will be indefinite. ”

When the brother saw that I was leaving, he immediately followed and said, "Thank you for saving me." I don't know what your name is? ”

I looked at him a little impatiently and said, "If you were a beauty, I would have told you a long time ago." I just said that there will be no time in the future, what else do you ask? Go home early, and be a good person in the future. With that, I went to the ticket office to inquire about the train station and directions.

This benevolent brother was also in a hurry, and when he saw that I didn't want to deal with me, he had to say to my back: "Then I have to tell you what my name is." My name is Zhao Yi, and I will repay you if I have a fate in the future. ”

I didn't think I heard it, so I didn't look back, and went directly to the ticket office, asked for directions and cars, and then bought another ticket. Then I got into the car again, and as I left the station, I saw the brother meet with a few other people. This time it shouldn't be to harm him, judging by their expressions, they should be in a group, and after a few simple words, they got into a car together.

I got home two days later, and my parents asked about the road. I added fuel and vinegar to the situation on the road and said that there was no danger, and finally tried my best to scandalize the situation of the destination, and I almost said that it was an anarchic vacuum, of course, I did not say a word about saving the benevolent brother. My parents were stunned when they heard this, and finally my father was scolded by my mother, and finally said that he couldn't let me do this anymore.

After that I started a comfortable life again, though

I'm still going to keep up the intensity of my workouts, but I don't really need to be busy with anything else. There is food and drink, and I just help move something from time to time and collect money or something. The only thing that makes me feel uneasy is my policewoman's classmate's dad. He would come here from time to time to buy groceries, or to talk to my dad, and every time he would ask me about the army, which annoyed me, because I had to make it up every time, and I had to think about what I had made up before I made it up, so as not to have any conflicts and contradictions.

Recently, when I was collecting money, he pointed to my hand and said that my hand seems to be a gun that often touches the gun, and asked me if I have touched the gun in the army. When I heard this, my hairs stood on end. The first reaction was to refrain from admitting it, but immediately rejected it, because Uncle Jiang is not my father, he is not so easy to fool, and people have done Vietnamese monkeys, so he will not talk nonsense, and he will not be easily fooled, I deny that it is simple, but people have to believe it, otherwise it will lead to more topics.

So I had to admit that I had practiced shooting, and I had hoped to become a sharpshooter, but in the end I couldn't do it, and I wasn't that material.

When Uncle Jiang heard me say this, he nodded with a smile and said to me, what materials are not materials, they are all fed by bullets, and there can be a total of how many people who are naturally sensitive to shooting, and if you want to fight a war, don't fight with those people.

As I listened to him, I promised that I just didn't mention what I had done before. But it wasn't an easy job, and just as I was racking my brains, my female classmate came.

She came to ask her dad to go back to dinner, and when she saw that we were chatting, she asked us directly what we were talking about. Uncle Jiang glanced at me and told her that we were talking about shooting. My female classmate was really helpful, and she smiled and said that I used to cook and cook, and it had nothing to do with shooting. They also said that they might as well go home and talk to their father and daughter.

But Uncle Jiang didn't give up so easily, he glared at his daughter and said, what is there to talk about with you, a person who has only shot at a target? Then he looked at me and said, this is against the enemy, and the other party is also shooting at him, which feels like he can't be explained with his mouth, and when there are moving comrades in front of him, it is even different. After speaking, he asked me if it was.

At that time, I subconsciously replied yes, but immediately realized that it was wrong, and immediately added another sentence, listening to what the old-timers said.

When my female classmate heard him say this, she immediately retorted unconvinced, "Have I ever fought? Isn't it the same as the target? Where is there still an enemy to fight now?

Uncle Jiang wanted to continue, but my classmate impatiently grabbed him and said hurry home for dinner. After all, it was a father and daughter, and Uncle Jiang had no choice but to screw things and leave with her. Leaving me sweaty and sweaty, I let out a long sigh of relief at the cash register.

After two months of living like this, I would check my email address from time to time to see if anyone had emailed me. But every time I look at it, it's empty, and I can't tell whether it's disappointment or comfort. I know I'm starting to think about that dangerous life again, it's like when I was a kid and I always wanted to go to school on vacation, but I didn't want to go to school again soon after the holidays.

I began to suggest to myself that I should not think about it, that the job was not to go to school, and that those who went to school could go home in peace. I'm probably not going to have that.

But a lot of times, once you're in a circle, it's hard to get rid of it quickly. This gave me a unique understanding of the sentence "people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes". Just when I was slowly convincing myself that I was having some effect, a man appeared.

It was near noon that day, I had lunch, changed my dad to go back to eat, and after a while I dozed off behind the cash register. Just when I was about to fall asleep, a man came to my cash register with a bottle of wine and put it directly in front of me.

I instinctively picked up the bottle and prepared to scan the code, just as I was about to ask for money. The man in front of him said, "What? Do I still have to pay? ”

"Nima!" Originally, I was dozing off, and I came to the spirit, and I came to find fault. This is a bit surprising to me, after all, this is not far from the street police station, and there are usually no such unsightly people who come to find fault. But at the same time, there is a bit of inexplicable excitement. Am I violent?

I looked up and was ready to dry, but when I saw the man's face clearly, "**

**！ I didn't just curse again.

"How are you? How did you find this? I looked at the person in front of me and asked a little excitedly.