被人抓住了把柄,就像是被线禁锢的风筝,无论飞得多高、多远,那都不是真正的自由。安全感其实是一种很矫情的东西,除了自己谁也给不了你。这是张威在拘留所里的最后一夜,他对每一个人都保持着卑微的态度,只有夹着尾巴做人他才能全身而退。其实这半个月来他过得提心吊胆,因为他身上背着三条人命。回到监舍里,张威刻意讨好的笑脸终于又变成了那副阴鸷表情。他望着铁窗外的月亮,心里却充满了杀意。半个月前的一晚,张威在一家酒吧 Being seized by a handle is like a kite imprisoned by the wire, no matter how high or how far, it is not real freedom. Security is actually a very hypocritical things, in addition to who can not give you. This is the last night Zhang Wei in the detention center, he maintained a humble attitude for everyone, only people with a tail can he just leave the body. In fact, he had been half-hearted this half-hearted, because he was carrying three lives. Back to the hostels, Zhang Wei deliberately please a smile finally turned into that Yin Yin expression. He looked at the moon outside the iron window, but his heart was full of killings. A night half a month ago, Zhang Wei in a bar