The world is cool

In the correctional office, Yu Qingzhou, who was on the night shift, was sleeping on the table, with saliva flowing down the corner of her mouth, soaking half of the book "Friends".

The young prison guard who brought us here was a little embarrassed, and called "Brother Yu" several times in a row, with a loud voice, and the strong and powerful reverberation echoed in the sky.

The bastard finally opened his eyes, although his gaze was still dazed.

"Brother Yu, No.17 seems to be injured, I'll bring it for you to see." The young man was very respectful to Yu Qingzhou.

The bastard yawned, propped himself up from the table, and finally regained his sanity.Seeing that it was me and Huahua, the expression on his face instantly became very subtle: "Why, who bullied your brother again?"

Naturally, I said this to me, so I quickly showed my palm: "Report to discipline, this time it's me."

The bastard was very interested in my horrible hands, got up and approached, tilted his head, looked left and right, looked at it for a long time, like appraising treasures, thinking and pondering, walking around me in circles step.

In the end, Huahua became anxious, probably because the bastard hadn't mentioned the matter of finding a prison doctor, so he reached out and grabbed the bastard's arm, and then shook it vigorously.

The bastard was stunned for two seconds, then he came back to his senses and pulled out his arm abruptly, with an unhappy expression on his face: "What are you doing, you want to attack the police!"

Huahua gestured eagerly again, pointing at my hand for a while, pointing at the door for a while, and making a phone call again.Chaos is chaos, but I understand.I don't know why, he was obviously worried about me, but when I saw his eager gestures and the sweat on his forehead, I suddenly felt a bit distressed.

"Don't make gestures, why are you in a hurry, he won't be able to die for a while. But you, what are you doing here if you are not injured?"

The bastard is a cold-blooded animal!

Although the question was asked by Hua Hua, the one who answered was the young man, and he looked puzzled: "Well, he insisted on following..."

The bastard twisted his eyebrows into twists: "Follow him wherever he wants, and if he asks you to let him out, will you let him go? What do you think about every day? You think this is a kindergarten and you are an aunt? Fuck, Bring him back. Now, right now!"

The young prison guard didn't dare to neglect, and hurried up to pull Huahua.

Huahua struggled not to let him pull, but kept looking at me.

I was taken aback, I don't understand how this scene has developed from seeking medical treatment to the legend of the white lady, and it's a good match for mandarin ducks.But in the current situation, it is obvious that I can't do without talking, so in the slowly rising sense of happiness and superiority, I waved my hand: "Brother is fine, you go back to sleep quickly!"

Huahua hesitated a little, but still looked uneasy.

I opened my eyes and stared.

Huahua's head drooped, desperately looking for the young prison guard.

The office door was closed again, and Ye Zhong slowly became quiet again. Occasionally, a few strands of evil wind came in from nowhere, blowing on the face and pouring into the neck, making people shiver.

The bastard returned to his seat, raised his legs, and smiled maliciously: "You can consider becoming a beast trainer after you go out."

"Get out," I cursed almost reflexively, "Huahua is not a dog!"

The bastard suppressed his smile, and slightly raised his eyes to glance at me: "Who are you talking to?"

I'll be with you, whoever I love: "I dare to scold the warden for spraying dung."

The bastard slapped the table heavily: "Damn it, am I too used to you these days!"

I subconsciously put my heels together, and snapped to attention: "Report to discipline!"

"Let it go!"

"Pay attention to quality."

"..."

Yu Qingzhou must have been choked by me, so she gritted her teeth bitterly for a long time and finally couldn't hold back, and kicked my ass: "You fucking need to clean up."

The ass is thick, and his kick didn't really kick to death, so I staggered a few steps cooperatively, and then rubbed my ass and grinned at him.

The bastard didn't bother to talk to me, picked up the landline and played a number skillfully.

The office is very quiet, so quiet that I can hear "Welcome to Beijing" on the other end of the ringtone.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up——

"Yes, it's me... I dreamed that my son passed the double hundred exam? Your son is only one and a half years old! Come on, stop nagging, bring the medicine box... at most it will delay you for 10 minutes, I promise... you two Don’t you live in a prison dormitory every day? If it’s just a few steps away, I’ll take it as a favor... I know Lao Chen is on duty. , the whole Mongolian doctor...it's not a big deal, but his hands are worn out, maybe a little festered..."

I can hear that the person on the other end of the phone is very unhappy, but I can also hear that the bastard has a good relationship with the other party, so one dares to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night, and the other is still willing to save people no matter how reluctant.

Putting down the phone, the bastard finally looked at me—before he only looked at my hand.

"Tell me what's going on here. Are you fighting with the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun?"

"It's not a burn," I subconsciously hid my hands behind my back, and muttered awkwardly and awkwardly, "It's hard work..."

The bastard didn't hear clearly, so he said impatiently: "You have water in your mouth, speak louder!"

I went all out: "Report to discipline, it's hard work!"

As I expected, Yu Qingzhou held his stomach and laughed for 3 minutes. I was afraid that he would be too forgetful and fall off the stool.

Finally, the bastard was over, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with admiration: "Feng Yiyi, I really admire you, why can all kinds of strange things happen to you, it's not that you have a cold, fever and overwork these two days. Little, you are definitely the first one with worn out hands."

"Ah," I was also very sad, "Young Master's body is squatting in a kiln."

The doctor came very quickly, just like what Yu Qingzhou said, just a few steps away.But as soon as someone pushed the door and came in, I was stunned. Isn't this the one who hurt the watermelon when I first came in?

"Doctor, are you still working here?"

The gentlemanly man was taken aback by the question. He looked at me carefully for a long time, but was still at a loss: "You know me?"

I quickly recalled the events of the year to him again. The man was a little impressed, but not deep enough. In the end, he just smiled and said, "We must still work here. Didn't Guan Yu tell you? Our group of people will come in without a date."

I said: "It depends on what you think, whether you work there or not, how many unemployed people outside can't find a job."

"That's right," the doctor smiled at me, "Hand."

I handed it over, suddenly feeling like a well-trained canine.

Fushan Prison is very large, and each prison area has its own infirmary. I think the area in charge of this doctor must be far away from our second prison.

But it didn't. He appeared twice because Yu Qingzhou was looking for him.

In the past few years since I came here, I seldom get sick. Occasionally, I have a headache and brain fever, and I take some medicine to make it go away, so I don’t have much contact with the prison doctor, but the man in front of me still makes me feel very gentle. His gentleness is not deliberately soft. Whispering or slow movements, but a kind of aura, a kind of feeling, makes me, a patient, inexplicably at ease.

The whole process didn't take very long, but I still had some interesting conversations with the other party. For example, I found out his surname was Xu, and he and the bastard were high school classmates.

The name Dr. Xu reminds me of Xu Xian. This is the second time I think of The Legend of the White Snake today. There is no reason, but it is very inexplicable.

The bastard was not very satisfied with the news from his old classmate, he frowned and muttered: "Where are there so many bits and pieces?"

Dr. Xu didn't even look at him. After applying the ointment, he told me: "From now on, you will go to the infirmary to apply the ointment every night. After letting it dry overnight, there will be basically no water coming out the next day. After that, you will definitely need to apply the ointment when you work during the day." If you grind it, it will still break, you can continue to apply medicine at night, I guess it will take two weeks at most, your hands will become rough, and it will feel like scratching if you grind it again."

I understand, this is the so-called boil and boil, and finally become a Xiangpo.

But, your mother's process was too brutal...

If you don't go through a bit of cold, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Xu Xian said half a month, it was really only half a month, my hand finally gave birth to a thin layer of calluses, and when I worked again, it would turn red at most. Occasionally, I was too hardworking, and the burning pain lasted for a whole night, and it passed. .

As an old man, I really don't care if your hands are thin and thick. After all, you won't be able to make a living in the past when you go out, so you should bid farewell to the past.But Huahua cared more than I did. On the day he found the cocoon, he grabbed my hand and turned it over to look at it. Finally, he gently rubbed the place where the callus was on his palm, with an indescribably uncomfortable expression on his face.

This is the brother, I didn't say it, but I remembered it in my heart.

As the weather gets warmer, the work in the quarry is not too painful.The soil also gradually softened, and the whole stone mountain was digged out by us.I don’t know the origin of the mine owner, but he is really a hard-working man. He hangs around among the migrant workers in rags all day long. If the little lunatic didn’t point out him, I really thought he was a class brother.

"The richer you are, the more you pretend to be poor. It's a thief." The little lunatic squatted behind the stone, taking advantage of my cover to be lazy for a few minutes.

I hoisted the gravel into the trolley spade after spade, and when I heard this, I thought of someone: "It means that the kind of blind people in our house don't have much wealth?"

"What does he want from his family, as long as he has power," the little lunatic said with a look of hatred for the rich and officials, and his hostility to our harmonious society.

I smiled: "They didn't occupy your driveway, did they?"

The little lunatic wrinkled his face into bun folds: "Anyway, I just see him upset, Feng Yiyi, why do you seem to be related to everyone, and you have to protect them all?"

Leaving aside the little lunatic, I don't think, uh, I seem to be quite friendly.After thinking about it, it can only be explained that my standard of "not looking good" is too low, and NO.17 has no Tai Chi buddies who can't even pass this thread.

I finally got through work and went back to the prison. Brother Crab, whom I and the little lunatic talked about during the day, was playing checkers in the room by himself. Living.

"What's the matter with your head?" I haven't seen such a shiny head in a long time since prisons no longer force haircuts.Not a blade of grass grows, delicate and smooth, I guess you can see the mirror effect when you get close.

Liu Di turned around, patted his head and laughed, "Isn't he handsome?"

I had already lost my language ability, and Zhou Cheng who came in later commented lightly: "Objectively speaking, it's very unique."

The little lunatic added: "No one will believe you when you go out like this and say that you are not an idiot."

Liu Di showed a satisfied expression: "That's right, this is what I want."

I can't understand the thinking of this dear friend, he is really a master.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Liu Di lay down on the bed early - mine.He also lay down against the wall very considerately, leaving half of it for me.This scene reminded me of Zhou Cheng and Da Jinzi's regular weekly program, and I was a little shuddering.

"What's the situation?" Without asking clearly, who would dare to share a bed with a wolf?

Liu Di patted the open space beside him: "Come on, let's chat."

I think that things like lying side by side and chatting are only suitable for innocent men and women lying on the top of the mountain and looking at the stars when they are in love.

Sitting down on the bed, I crossed my legs, really showing a bit of Axiangpo's charm: "Come on."

Seeing that I was determined not to cooperate with his flirtatious mood, Liu Di curled his lips, sat up and faced me, and then played with his legs in a twisted posture.

After watching it for half a minute, I really couldn't bear it, and persuaded me with kind words: "If you don't know how to trade, don't trade, be careful."

Liu Di quit and persevered: "It doesn't make sense..."

"I've seen people who can't roll their tongues or blow bubble gum, don't compete with them."

After working hard for a long time, Liu Di finally gave up, but his face was still stinky.

"What's wrong with you today?" Although this guy is abnormal enough on weekdays, there is definitely something wrong today.

Liu Di glanced at me, didn't answer, but asked, "Feng Yiyi, how many years do you have?"

"Three years and three months."

"I remember clearly enough."

"Nonsense, counting by breaking your fingers every day." I thought for a while, and then said, "Let's see if the application for commutation of sentence can be completed by the end of this year. Maybe it won't take so long."

"Oh," Liu Di casually scratched his back, "Then what do you want to do after you go out?"

I said, "It depends on what you can do."

Liu Di suddenly realized: "Yes, few places dare to accept us."

I laughed: "Don't complain, the road has been paved at home."

Liu Di didn't answer, but looked at me fixedly, and after a while, the corners of his lips curled up: "Hey, has anyone ever told you that you look really good?"

"...I always thought the word was used to describe some kind of yin and yang and healthful exercise."

Liu Di was stunned for two seconds, suddenly realized, and then burst out laughing, if not for the limited space, he could roll all over the bed: "Feng Yiyi, how the hell can you be so funny, I love you so much! Hahaha... ..."

I sighed, and took the dog's paw away from my body: "Slap my thigh when I'm having fun, thank you."

I chatted with Liu Di on the bed for a long time, and Huahua came to deliver water once in the middle.I understand what that means: chatting is too exciting, you must be thirsty.Liu Dite took it smoothly, then drank it all in one gulp, howling loudly, it was so cool, those who didn't know it thought he was drinking draft beer.I originally wanted to remind that it was Lao Tzu's drinking glass, but later I thought about it, forget it, it's nothing to say, [-]%.But Huahua was upset, and didn't do anything, but her complexion sank, and the color in her eyes became darker.Seeing this, Liu Di joked, don't look at it, you've burned [-] holes in your body.

Huahua sat on the window sill and went to see his old friend—the night sky.

Every time Huahua does this, I feel a little distressed, as if the whole world doesn't want him anymore, and he doesn't want the whole world either.

I wanted to go over and say a few words, but the scar on Liu Di's head attracted my attention the next second.It is said to be a scar, but it is actually not that big. It looks neither like a knife nor an axe. It is in the hair on the top of the forehead. Of course, that place is hairless now.

"This." Seeing me, Liu Di confessed openly, "It happened."

I asked in a daze, "Where did you hit?"

"The wall." Liu Di shrugged nonchalantly, "When I first came in, I tried my best to get out, but I didn't really want to die, but I thought that as long as I could be carried out, I wouldn't have to come in again. I have a trick Son."

Obviously, no success.

"and then?"

"Then I was carried out and stayed in the hospital for three days, no matter how I was carried out and how I was carried back."

"Your father is not..."

"Well, he does have a trick, and it's all a fucking ruthless trick. You know how he told me... Forget it, forget it, I feel aggrieved when I mention it, so I won't say it."

People didn't want to chat, so I stopped asking more questions. Later, we started chatting about current affairs, politics, men, and women.

Early the next morning, when we went to the quarry, Liu Di was still whining.

In the evening of the next day, when we returned from work, Liu Di was gone, including his person and belongings.

Parole for medical treatment is something we can only do in our dreams, and they have done it, no matter how lively and strong the owner is.The little lunatic scolded him for being meaningless, and he couldn't even say a word.Zhou Cheng said that people are afraid of you, and bluffing three times and two bluffs is easy to cause complications.Huahua asked me, do you know.I actually wanted to nod because I've been talking to that guy for half a day, but the truth is, there really isn't.

[Why did you think of coming to us when you were in the supervisor? ] I asked last night when we were about to break up.

[Your name is very interesting. 】This is Liu Di's answer.