Chapter 1: The Death of a Teenager
"Bang!"
When the cold and heavy closing sound of the prison door came from the thin back, Yao Zhixia's shoulders only trembled slightly, her pupils seemed to have dilated, without any brilliance, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes stared at the cold floor tiles under her feet, her arms hung weakly at her sides, but her thumb and index finger were clenched on the line of the prison uniform pants and rubbed tightly.
"Hey, the new one, don't stay there, come and say hello, we won't eat you again!"
Yao Zhixia raised her head slightly, looked around the whole room, four groups of bunk beds, and the quilts on each bed were covered with quilt covers of a uniform color, and now they were all neatly folded into tofu blocks.
Before she could see anything else, Yao Zhixia hesitantly raised her feet and walked to the window at the end of the room, where a square table by the window was surrounded by women in prison uniforms like her.
Just as she looked carefully and wondered which one of them had just shouted, one of the eldest sisters opened her mouth, she was slightly fat, her skin was yellow and red, and she had a man-like scale.
"How old is the little girl, why did she come in?"
It turned out that the person who shouted just now was this eldest sister, Yao Zhixia faced this question, and a few pairs of curious eyes, and was a little stunned for a while.
Just as she was thinking about how to speak, one of the nearest female prisoners came up to her and raised her hand to her, and she immediately shrugged her shoulders in fright, folded her arms around her chest in a hollow way, her brow furrowed, and her lips closed.
Seeing this, the female prisoner hesitated for a moment, and then slowly put her hand on Yao Zhixia's upper arm, feeling the girl's empty sleeves, a trace of pity rose in the female prisoner's heart, she gently stroked the girl's thin arm, and said softly: "Little girl, don't be afraid, no one here will bully you, but don't believe what is on TV." β
Yao Zhixia nodded tremblingly and gradually relaxed.
Looking at the calm eyes of the women of all ages in this room, Yao Zhixia suddenly rejoiced that her life still has the word "life", even if it is in prison, it is better than being dragged into the dirty mud, for her, the clear water is polluted by the mud, and the vitality of the water will be wiped out.
When the noise of the day faded, the emotional storm stirred up by her arrival in the prison also stopped after the untimely power outage arrived every night.
Yao Zhixia curled up sideways on her bed, the cold moonlight outside the window poured in, silently shining on her withered yellow hair, she was not used to the short hair that she hastily cut when she came in today, she raised her hand to touch the roots of the hair on the back of her neck, a little prickly.
In the shallow sting, she suddenly recalled that many years ago, she was wearing a floral dress, sitting on a small bench, her hair was finally left to the length that she could weave a pattern, and her mother was behind her with a smiling voice: "Today is our Xia Xia's 6th birthday, Dad specially ran back from City A to celebrate your birthday, Mom wants to comb Xia Xia's most beautiful princess hair, I hope that our future days will be as smooth as your hair, and happiness will last a long time!"
As the voice in her mind that she couldn't catch or stay gradually disappeared, Yao Zhixia's eyes were slightly sour, and she closed her eyes, but as soon as she closed her eyes, the nightmare from 3 months ago swept in again, her distorted and disgusting face shook in front of her eyes, and a series of intermittent threats and intimidations sounded in her ears: "Little bitch, if I don't fuck you today, I'll be a fucking leader for nothing!"
"I beg you! No, don't do it!" the girl begged bitterly, but her hands were held down by one of the man's large hands.
"Yao Zhixia! From today on, from me, make me a small one, and you will be indispensable in the future! Don't be embarrassed!" the man said and bullied himself and began to tear the girl's pants.
"Director Li, I beg you! Let me go! I don't want it! I beg you...... Please......"
The girl's eyes were full of tears, her vision was blurred, and the horrible face was no longer visible, and for a moment she even thought it was just a nightmare that she could not wake up from, and when the strength of her resistance gradually wore off, the nightmare became real and cruel.
"Wow~"
The girl's pants were torn, just as the man began to untie his belt with both hands, the girl pulled out the hands that had been restrained before and groped around the body, this was an orderly tool storage room, at this time has been stirred up by this evil act, in the panic the girl touched a heavy handle, and instantly used all her strength to raise her hand and smash the man's head.
"Ahh......h
The man's body fell straight from her body like a lump of lead, and time seemed to stand still, and all that was left in the room was her strong gasps and whimpering.
Her body stiffened with tension, her legs trembled so hard that she couldn't exert herself, she no longer tried to sit up, just her hands tightly tugged at the hem of her blouse, her eyes widened, looking at the ceiling, as if there was a tube that carried oxygen on it, the light bulb on the ceiling flickered due to poor contact, and in the last second before the girl lost consciousness, she let out a faint cry in her heart that no one could know, I miss home, I want to go home, but where is my home?
Yao Zhixia opened her eyes suddenly, tears slid down from her eyes to the pillow like a pillar, shining like pearls under the illumination of the moonlight, how many times after that incident, she thought that all this was like the previous life, all in the past, and the wicked would be rewarded, but the reality made this painful memory clearer and clearer, she killed him by mistake, but his ignorant and vicious wife used the relationship to reverse black and white, and finally in the 4th month after her 18th birthday, the law gave her a "big gift" : Yao Zhixia, 18 years old, from City B, sentenced to 5 years in prison for manslaughter.
It turns out that there are no exceptions in this world, and God has never been merciful.
"Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip"
The buzzing of the electric monitor in the ward suddenly accelerated, and the young man suddenly got up from the seat next to the bed and leaned down, his eyes staring closely at the woman who had been asleep on the hospital bed for a long time, holding one of the woman's hands without a needle, the woman's hands were sickly white, the purple veins were swindling like a net, the lips were bruised, but not dry, and the hair was thin, but the few remaining locks of hair had been tidied up.
"Call Dr. Bai!
When the man next to the boy saw the shocking numbers on the ECG monitor, he immediately stood up and pressed the pager, and turned to shout to the nurse behind him.
"Dad!" the boy turned and looked desperately at the man behind him.
"The doctor will come later, don't make a mess, go and wait outside the house!" the man commanded sternly.
"Dad, as long as my mother is alive, I will listen to you in everything! Don't give up on her! I beg you!" the young man clutched at the man's clothes.
"I promise you, I will never give up on your mother, you are a big child, be sensible!" the man's gentle hand clenched the two slender hands that were clutching his chest.
"Bowen, Si Miao, you guys take Yan Yan and Xue Rin out first, I'll wait here for the doctor to come over for first aid. Yan Yan, be optimistic about Xue Rin!Don't let him do stupid things!" The man turned to the door and whispered to a couple of his age, who were still standing beside a quiet teenager.
When the room was surrounded by doctors and nurses, and only the man was left as a relative, the man squatted down in the little remaining corner of the bed, holding the woman's hand with one hand, and gently caressing her sideburns and eyebrows with the other, he could no longer listen to the doctors and nurses' reports and judgments on the patient's physical indicators, and could only whisper softly in the woman's ear with the residual lucidity: "Nuan, you are obedient, will you give me another chance?" I know you can hear it, you are still so young...... You're only 38 years old...... It's been a few years since we got up, and my son needs you too, this family, without you, wouldn't be home, and you haven't seen our son's coming-of-age ceremony with your own eyes, okay? Don't leave me!"
"Mr. Xue, your wife, it's really the end, we have used all the best medical methods we can provide, today, I'm afraid it's ......"
Doctor Bai's voice came from above Xue Huaiyuan's head, but the voice seemed to be God's final judgment on his wife, and she had to leave.
"Chen Nuan, I beg you, Nuan...... Other...... Don't leave me......" Xue Huaiyuan lowered his head, and his arched back couldn't stop trembling violently.
The boy crouched on the wall outside the door of the ward, rubbing his hair with his hands vigorously, tears dripping wantonly on the spotted marble floor like a flood of beasts, and his mouth kept repeating "Mom...... Mother...... Don't you go...... Mom, don't you want me, Mom!"
"Dropβ"
When the humming in the ward changed from a rapid sound to a long, piercing sound, the boy burst into the room like crazy, pushed everyone around the bed away, threw himself at the foot of the woman's bed, buried his head in the quilt, and whimpered in pain erupted from his chest, obscuring all the noise of the outside world and isolating him from the world.
This cold winter, the death of a mother took away a teenager.