When Yang Xiao woke up, she saw Huo Xiaofang lying next to her bed asleep. Distress flashed in her eyes, and her hand was still in his palm. She moved slightly, and Huo Xiaofang opened her eyes, "I'm awake. I'll buy any porridge I want."
Yang Xiao looked at the clock on the wall, and Huo Xiaofang also looked over, one in the middle of the night. He smiled and looked at her: "It seems a bit late, but there are still stores open at this time. You have a neck injury. It will be better to eat liquid food. Wait, I'll buy it."
After saying that he was about to leave, Yang Xiao took his hand.
"I'm not hungry, stay with me!" Her voice was very soft, and he turned around and sat down again.
In the ward of the two-person room, the other bed is empty. Yang Xiao: "Sleep in the empty bed next to it!" She said softly again. Huo Xiaofang smiled and nodded, moved the bed closer to Yang Xiao's bed, closed the door and lay down. A room with two beds, a weak girl, and a big boy with him, even in the coldest winter night, there is a warm atmosphere in the room.
Zhu Yu came out of the interrogation room with his dark eye circles. The interrogation record was thrown on the table, and he took a coat casually. The man lay on the sofa with the clothes on his body, and fell asleep in three or two minutes.
After Zhou Zhen asked someone to take Ma Jun down, he left the interrogation room and fell on the sofa on the other side.
In the early morning of Huacheng, near the city center, the lights still flicker. The industrial area is quiet, and the two fireworks at the bridge head are bright and dark, and the air is exuding the smell of choking smoke. The street lights reflect the figure of two people standing side by side on the ground.
"I established a relationship with her." said the thinner man.
The man who was much fatter stopped smoking in his mouth and turned to look at the person beside him. After looking at it twice, he put the cigarette back into his mouth, took a hard sip, flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt fell into the river in a parabola. Turned around and punched the thin man on the chin, "Ma Hong, the woman who touched me, you should know the end." The slightly fat man said.
Ma Hong took a strong chin, and the smoke fell from his mouth. He didn't fight back, he reached out and squeezed his nearly dislocated chin. Ma Jun struck again, and Ma Hong was too late to give in and took another punch. The punch was obviously stronger than before. His center of gravity was unstable and he took two steps back.
The woman ran over quickly, helped Ma Hong, and looked at him worriedly: "You are okay...Ah!" Ma Jun grabbed her hair and said, "Bitch, when will he get along with him? Up?"
Ma Hong was anxious: "You let her go!"
Ma Jun pulled Huang Yahua's hair harder and she shed tears from the pain. "Ma Jun, I am not suitable for you."
"Now you say it's inappropriate?" Ma Jun pulled hard, and then pushed her away. Huang Yahua turned around and looked at him,'pop' two crisp slaps, especially loud in this quiet night.
Huang Yahua held her fiery face with her hands, and before she could raise her head, Ma Jun's fists and feet came in front of her eyes. Ma Jun rushed forward and fought with Ma Jun.
Huang Yahua stepped forward to separate the two of them, a chaotic push, and abruptly stopped amidst the shout of Ma Jun and the sound of a heavy object falling into the water.
Ma Hong and Huang Yahua froze in place. After several seconds, they stood trembling near the railing and looked out. There was no reaction in the river, Huang Yahua's eyes widened, shaking a little: "What, what?"
Ma Hong put her arms around her shoulders, looking for a pair of eyes on the river. The light was too dark and there was no movement in the river. He gritted his teeth and looked around, "Don't be afraid, let's go back first."
The two figures leaned close to each other and walked to the other side of the bridge.
(End of this chapter)