Chapter 23 Prison Story No. 8: Keep Trying

The sentence is twenty-five years, deducting holidays, small commutations for good behavior, etc., and a full eighteen years and seven months in prison. Two days ago, he was notified: the last ten days!In ten days, you will be released from prison! What informed him was that the warden had changed several times since he entered prison to serve his sentence!The wardens are all the same, whether fat or thin, tall or short, in a well-established prison, everything follows the rules and regulations, the warden is just a representative, unlike a military concentration camp, a supervisor has a good or bad personality , can decide the life and death of the prisoner.

After the warden finished speaking, he still stood upright: ten days to go, and the sentence will be completed! The warden nodded: Yes, see you again, you are still young, and you can start a new life! He muttered: New life? The warden said again: You have been in prison for too long, and you may, no, you will definitely not get used to it when you reenter the society. There will be social workers to help you, and welfare institutions will also arrange your life. He was still talking to himself: my life? His life is prison life. He came in when he was 18 years old, and he is less than 37 years old this year. He is indeed still young, but his life, apart from being in prison and he can adapt, he really doesn't know how to continue. Go live your own life.

For him, life in prison is simply comfortable. When he first came in, he felt awkward about losing his freedom, but within a year, he realized that freedom is nothing. The most important thing is that everything is guaranteed here, so you don’t have to worry about it yourself. Every morning at 7 o’clock, you must have breakfast, which is delicious and nutritious. You don’t have to tie up your hakama belt and travel for two hours to earn breakfast money. There is no need to be afraid of sleeping in the open here, there must be roof tiles to cover your head, and the wind and rain will not invade. In the cold winter months, when the north wind howls, does it feel good to sleep on the streets?No matter how urgent the wind is, it can't blow into the cell, and the quilt is fluffy and soft, so fucking free!Every time at this time, he would stretch his waist beautifully, sleep extraordinarily soundly, never have nightmares and have no one to worry about, sleep naturally and peacefully, and never suffer from insomnia.

At the beginning, people bullied him, but he was not afraid of fighting. After a year, no one would offend him, and he would not offend others. After two years, he was even a veteran. At least there were ten or eight, which satisfied him. Compared with the previous eighteen years, he never wanted to leave the prison. However, there are only ten days left! When he left the warden's office alone, he showed a melancholy that he had never felt before. He returned to the cell, sat on the edge of the bed, and held his head in his hands. He had never worried for eighteen years, but now he must worry: There are still ten days, only ten days left, what kind of life can I live outside the prison?

His roommate looked at him curiously, and finally couldn't help asking: What happened? He told the story of the accident, and the roommate asked curiously: Why did you come in back then? He replied: Killing was not successful. (He attempted to kill, but he didn't know what an attempt was, and he couldn't remember these two meaningless words.) The roommate was even more curious: how could the sentence be so severe? He replied: I injured three people, all of whom were seriously injured and disabled for life. When he spoke, his face was still twitching, his expression was agitated, and he paused for a while before regaining his composure: After the four hooligans raped a 16-year-old idiot girl who slept with me on the street, they were still on her body, dripping Gasoline, trying to set her on fire!

The roommate couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He continued: I caught three of them unconscious with an iron rod by surprise, and one of them escaped. The roommate shivered when he heard Ji Lingling, the cell fell silent, only the two people were panting heavily, after a while, the roommate said: "You shot too hard!" He looked bitter: I treat that girl like my sister. I really hate that one of the four beasts ran away. Later, the police caught him. I have seen him, but I can’t beat him. One year, all these years, I heard that he is doing well! He clenched his fists tightly, full of hatred, that was the only thing he cared about outside the prison!

The same room has a new discovery: you are afraid that it is too easy to live without knowing how to go out, find the fourth one, and deal with him the same as the three, not only fulfill your wish, but also ensure that you can come in again, no less than two Ten years, another ten years, you don't have to worry about it! He opened his mouth wide, patted his roommate's shoulder vigorously, hehe laughed, it was a kind of happy laughter that a person with no psychological burden would make. The brutal behavior of those four people that day, as in the present, he will not feel ashamed of what he has done, good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded with evil, he must have done a good deed, so that he can have the comfort of not having to worry about anything live!

The good things are not all done yet, we must continue to work hard! After he felt at ease, he slept very soundly that night.