I didn't want to pay any attention to him, so I walked back to where I was sitting before and sat down, staring at his movements without blinking, fearing what tricks he would play.
Like most people, Yan Yuguang picked up his phone to see what games were available. He quickly opened the "whack-a-mole" game and turned the volume to the maximum, having a great time playing it.
His actions quickly attracted two other young people. The two of them stood next to Yan Yuguang. They also watched Yan Yuguang play with interest and laughed together. I can only say that it is too boring here.
The gray-haired old man who had been ordered by Yan Yuguang to take the toilet suddenly came over to me, sat next to me, and started chatting with me.
The old man was probably very lonely, so he wanted to find someone to chat with. I happened to have nothing to do, so I started talking to him. Our voices were very low, so no one else could hear him.[
The age gap between the two of us was too big and we had nothing in common, so we started chatting with the other people in this room. Most of them had committed crimes such as theft, robbery, and fighting, and were temporarily imprisoned here.
People like Yan Yuguang knew without even thinking that it was because of a fight that he kicked over a vegetable stall and seriously injured the stall owner. Everyone in the vegetable market subdued him and brought him in.
The two young men standing behind him were imprisoned because they drank too much. They were young and energetic and got into a fight with people at another table drinking. In short, they were all insignificant and could be released after being imprisoned for a few days.
crime.
Speaking of which, I am the heaviest sinner. If I follow the normal procedures, I won't be able to escape for more than three years. But I still have hope for Xiaoyu and imagine that I can get out as soon as possible.
While chatting with the old man, I looked at Yan Yuguang, really worried that he would suddenly hide my phone and then lie that he had never taken my phone. Scoundrels like them can do anything, so we must be on guard.
After Yan Yuguang finished playing, he stretched happily, looked up, and met my eyes. Yan Yuguang frowned and said impatiently: "Why are you always staring at me?"
"Nothing." I lowered my head, but still glanced at him from the corner of my eye.