Disgusted

Qing Kong closed his eyes, and the light in the small room went out.The wind came in from nowhere, and the chill penetrated through the three layers of thin blankets, penetrated into the jacket and underwear, and penetrated into the heart.Consciousness is clearer than ever.

"Our Father in heaven," she said silently. "Hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..."

She read it willingly, with a piety she had never had before.After so many years, the Christian faith is like a low background music that sets off her entire stage from a girl to an adult, and the only trace left in the end is this passage of the Lord's Prayer.

"...Don't teach us to encounter temptation, teach us to escape from evil. Because the kingdom, authority, and glory are all yours, forever..."

After she finished reading, she opened her eyes.Dim yellow light flooded in from the other end of the corridor, through the iron railings, there were neat black grids printed on the concrete floor.After thinking about it, he recited the prayer again.Someone once promised her "forever".I will never, never say goodbye to you.said the man.For this, she was satisfied, like a red-eyed gambler, betting all-in on what little she had.And the only thing she has seems to be life.In order to say goodbye to that man, she was willing to silently recite the Lord's Prayer [-] times.

She curled up on her side, which seemed to keep her warm.The blanket was too short for her, and when she covered her shoulders, her feet would be exposed to the cold air. When she covered her feet, she couldn't cover her shoulders and neck, so she had to take it apart and cover her feet with two layers, and one layer with her shoulders.This is what the ancients said was too tight.She curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, and looked at the worn cuffs on her wrists.There were snoring sounds one after another in the room, interspersed with occasional sobbing and sleep talking.She suspected that she was the only one tormented by the cold, waking up alone in the middle of the night.

fair enough.After several days of running around and planning, sometimes she couldn't tell whether she was pushing things or things were pushing her to go.Today, however, the complexities of the day have settled down, and consciousness is like an ice pick under the eaves in winter, frozen bright.That person's facial features, skin color, elegant neck, her calmness and restrained anger, her empty appearance of smoking a cigarette, all emerge as soon as she closes her eyes.She is charming in dark purple lace underwear in the dressing room.Yarn weaving.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was thinking about Saori's body while reading scriptures... I don't know if this is considered blasphemy in the eyes of God?It should count.If it is said in the Bible that men who have intercourse with men will go to hell.She laughed again.Now that things are going on, I feel at ease, like throwing away the heavy burden that has been placed on my shoulders all the time, and I become lighter, as if I can survive no matter what in the future.

Attorney Yang came to visit me in the afternoon.He has a deep friendship with Uncle Leng, a decent and imposing middle-aged man, still well dressed, carrying a finely crafted cowhide briefcase.He explained in a businesslike manner the ensuing legal proceedings and the estimated fine and duration of the sentence.

"Lao Leng has put in all his strength this time." After explaining the business, Lawyer Yang gently mentioned. "I owe you a letter of intercession from several adults. The judge also tried to move around as much as possible. I don't know if I owe you mother and daughter in my previous life."

That's why his mother saved his life back then and followed him for so many years.She glanced at Lawyer Yang, thought through the words in her heart, and said lightly, "I am grateful to Uncle Leng."

"If this case hadn't been judged in absentia before, you could be released on bail according to your situation, and I'm sure that the sentence will be reduced to a suspended sentence of two to five years..." Attorney Yang put the documents one by one into his briefcase.Because it is a place exclusively for suspects and lawyers to discuss, there is no monitoring facility in theory, so you don't have to be too scruples about speaking. "I don't understand. If you have to plead guilty, why bother to go out? Since you have been away for more than two years, what are you doing back? Didn't Lao Leng say that you have nothing to worry about here? Do you know how many people he offended for you this trip?"

Probably because he felt that he was not calm, Lawyer Yang coughed lightly and restrained himself. "The case is simple. You have voluntarily surrendered, and you have been forgiven by the other party. In addition, you are innocent and have no previous convictions. It is estimated that you will be able to appear in court within this week. You can wait in the detention center with peace of mind. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Yes," she said. "Have you implemented what you talked about before?"

Lawyer Yang nodded. "You walked into the police station this morning and surrendered. After pleading guilty to the crime of serious injury to bodily integrity and abetting, it will be confirmed."

"it is good."

"Do you still have time to worry about others?" Attorney Yang stood up and said without emotion. "If you have time, you might as well think about how to protect yourself after you go to prison. Even if you get out of prison, you will be charged with abetting and slandering, and your reputation as a reporter will be ruined."

Yes.What is left of her, apart from her life, is that bit of weightless, formless and self-righteous integrity—for which she tried her best and gritted her teeth.Looking back after things have passed, I find it somewhat ridiculous—for the young self who knows nothing about the heights and thinks that he can lift himself up with strength.

Well, it was also after the rain and high fever that night that my chilly physique got worse.Thinking of this, she couldn't help curling up even tighter on the bed.There was the sound of pattering footsteps in the corridor, accompanied by the soft clatter of keys on the watchman's waist.The sound of rain, screams, footsteps, and those smells suddenly stirred up from the bottom of the memory.She staggered in the rain, running with all her strength, bumped into one or two passers-by on the road, knocked over the whole fruit stand with one side of her body, and the person fell to the ground and crushed a piece of orange, and when she got up again, she was covered with The smell of blood is sweet and sour with oranges.

Our Father in Heaven... She sucked in the air with all her might, felt herself shrinking and collapsing, and the warm liquid coming out.But she breathed hard, quietly waiting for the chill and stiffness to pass by like a loathsome, foul-smelling wind.All you can do is wait.She gritted her teeth and grabbed the thin blanket with both hands.

After all, no one would caress her face and ask her what's wrong.No one will tell her that she is allowed to have her own "room".

This is "a room of my own".Knowing this, are you still willing not to say goodbye?Yarn weaving.

The author has something to say: Before he knew it, he had written more than [-] words.Aozora's past is stirred up bit by bit——

Humans are really creatures who have to be entangled in the past,

It is said that among all animals, only humans have three concepts of time: repent for the past and hope for the future

Animals only have the present moment.I don't know if it's good or bad.