The days of squatting are not comfortable, and the inside is different from what I imagined. No one cares how glamorous you used to be, what kind of big people you used to be. Those who have money can live a little better, and those who don't have money can only endure it.

In the number, only people with money and connections can live in single cells, and the facilities are also very good, and it is said that the food is different from those of us. The one who lives with me is a middle-aged man, the kind with a particularly burly figure, with scars on his back and tattoos on his face.

On the first day I went in, when I was assigned to his cell, the guards warned me to be a man with my tail between my legs and not to be a thorn in the head.

"What did you come in for?"

At night, the middle-aged man who slept across from me asked.

"I killed someone. ”

Lying on the bed, I opened my mouth to reply, the bed board was hard, but the quilt was thin. There was also a faint smell in the room, which was probably coming from the toilet at the back.

"Haha, you still kill people like an intellectual?

He asked with a smile.

I frowned, I didn't want to mention this matter again, shook my head and said, "I don't want to say it." ”

The big man on the other side was slightly stunned, and after a while, he suddenly pounced, I was startled, stretched out my hand and pushed out, this guy grabbed my neck, and then felt out the sharpened wood against my neck and whispered: "Boy, you listen to me! This is the number, but not the street outside, not the place where you can say whatever you want, you can do whatever you want." In the trumpet, you have to understand the rules in the trumpet, whoever has a hard fist is the boss, understand?"

I couldn't shout loudly, this guy has great strength, I don't want to be convinced, I raised my hand and hit him on the nose with a fist, this guy didn't expect me to be a sharp weapon against the neck and dare to fight back, suddenly angry, raised his fist and smashed the bridge of my nose, after two blows, I felt that my nasal bone may be broken, first severe pain, then hot and spicy stimulation.

The guards on patrol noticed the situation and stopped us in time to pull us away.

"Heh, 9528, you will fight on the first day you come in, right? You are bold enough! If you can't be treated well, you can't be confined and confined if you can't be treated!"

9528 was my number, and then he took me to the infirmary for a brief bandaging and treatment, and after correcting the bridge of my nose, I was put in a confinement room. If I don't get nervous when I see the confinement room in the videotape, it's because the confinement room that came out of the filming was not dark, and I went into the real confinement room, and that was the place I didn't want to go in a second time.

It was damp, the floor was covered with mud, and the smell of feces and urine, and there were bugs crawling around in the crevices of the walls, and there was no light, no windows, and it was a small room in complete darkness.

You can't even lie down and stretch completely, you can only sit against the wall.

The feeling of being surrounded by pitch black may not be appreciated by others, but you may be calm for the first ten minutes, and you will even enjoy it without the smell and bugs. But when you've passed the first half hour, when you still can't see the light, and you can't even see anything when you open your eyes, you will realize the real horror of the word confinement.

We live in a place where there is light everywhere, moonlight, street lights, neon lights, fluorescent lights, car lights. Light brings hope and peace, but when all this is gone, in the face of total darkness, that hope will disappear like rushing water.

No matter how small the sound is, I can hear it very clearly, and my hearing seems to have become very good all of a sudden. The sound of bugs crawling through the cracks in the rocks will be heard clearly in your ears. There was even the sound of teeth chewing, and I started to slap my body, head, and clothes constantly, afraid that these bugs would burrow into my body.

But when confined for more than three hours, people will hallucinate.

I curled up and covered my ears, trying not to listen to the horrible noises. But that didn't help me, because the hallucinations were created by my own brain.

"Why did you kill me?"

"I'm a good person, you have to pay for your life, why are you still alive!"

"You deserve to die, kill to pay for your life, you kill me by mistake, you deserve to die too!"

I heard the old man's voice clearly, but there was no tenderness in it, but it was full of terrible questioning, and he was asking why I wanted to kill him. It was as if there was a soul floating around me, and I curled up tighter, even shaking my body constantly, spasms and cold sweat, and a chill came from my body.

I was scared! I was not afraid of heaven and earth before, and I thought that I was really scared like a monkey.

Stretched out his hand and banged frantically on the door of the confinement cell, and shouted hoarsely: "Let me out, please, let me out! It's too dark, I'm afraid!"

Those who say how powerful they are, those who say fiercely that they are strong in blood, and those who pompously claim that they like the dark. I don't really understand the word fear.

When I was young, I was always ignorant, but the least understood was myself.

If you haven't experienced the wind and rain, you are not qualified to claim that you have seen through the world.

The first retreat lasted me twelve hours, and I fainted in fear, and when I woke up it was still dark, and the feeling of groping for despair in the darkness seemed to distort my mind.

"Click......

The moment the door of the confinement room opened, there was a light on my face outside, I could barely stand on my feet, lying on the ground and vomiting, but because I didn't eat anything, all I vomited was saliva, my whole stomach twitched like cramps, and I tried to stand up against the wall, but my legs were weak and weak. He was held up by the guard next to him and pulled out.

"Don't do it next time, if you do it again, you will be locked up for eighteen hours, have you heard?"

After saying that, he knocked the iron door, and I curled up on the bed, and a moment later the big man who had fought with me walked in, he didn't seem to be in a very good situation, but he was better than me, at least he could walk, and he could drink calmly after sitting down.

"Boy, that's good. ”

He glanced at me and spoke.

I didn't speak, just stared at the ground dumbfounded.

"I know how you feel, to be honest, the first time I was confined, I was scared and in my pants. Are you incontinent?"

He asked again.

I still didn't speak, but shook my head slightly.

"You're better than me at this, but it's not a big deal about confinement, it's okay if you can't see the light in the black spots, but you should have heard it, right? ”

He came over with a glass of water and looked at me.

I was stunned for a moment, frowned while looking at him, then nodded, and said weakly: "I heard the old man I killed talking to me, it should be an illusion." ”

"Haha, that's what everyone in confinement thinks, but I'm telling you, it's not a hallucination at all!"

He looked outside as he spoke, then smiled reluctantly and said, "I like you a lot, at least there are not many people in this prison who dare to do anything with me, and there are no people in confinement who are better than me." Your temper is quite good with me, and you will follow me in the future. I promise you'll live in peace!"

"What do I have to give?"

I asked with a frown.

"I'm okay with the prison guards, and a few of them can be considered talkative. I asked them to check, and you were convicted of over-defense, and you will be imprisoned for two years, right?"

He actually checked my bottom, which surprised me a little, sat up slowly, nodded and said, "Yes, two years." ”

"I'm going to be squatting in there for five years, and this year is the second year, so you go out before me. I don't want you to help me do anything bad, I still have an old mother in my hometown, and her legs and feet are not good. You can take care of it for me and send her some living expenses, and that's it. ”

His request is not too much, and the rapid change in this guy's attitude before and after makes me a little uncomfortable.

"We were still fighting one second, and the next second you asked me for help, no intention?"

I asked curiously.

"I tell you this, living in the same cell, you will be your brother in the future, and you can go out earlier than me to take care of my old mother, that is kindness. I'm a man who will be rewarded, you know?"

He sat back on his bed as he spoke, as the guards outside began to patrol and curfew was about to fall.

"What's your name?"

He asked suddenly.

"My name is Ba Xiaoshan, what about you?"

I thought about it for a moment and answered truthfully.

"My name is Dong Haoran, but my friends call me Brick, a native of Linzi, Shandong. ”