He Mingzhang was lying in the smallest prison covered in blood, and the fence outside the prison looked a little different from other places, and everywhere else was finger-thick iron, but here he was arm-thick fine iron.

"Heh, can I still escape from prison? You're so afraid of me?" He Mingzhang looked at the space so narrow that his hands and feet couldn't stretch out, and smiled mockingly.

The prison guard walked over and knocked on the fence hard, "He Mingzhang, that female comrade surnamed Luo is here again, and she refuses to leave, can you see it?"

He Mingzhang shook his head and said categorically: "No, no, let her go, don't come again." ”

The guard turned and left.

After less than ten minutes, he came again, and said with a dark face: "She is gone, but there is something for me to hand over, according to the regulations, it is not allowed to be entrained, but because it is a letter, I brought it in." ”

"Don't take it, throw it away. He Mingzhang snorted and spat out a bloody tooth.

She cried and begged me to bring the letter and read it to you if you didn't take it. The prison guard opened the box-folded letter paper and read it one by one: "My most beloved Minister He, I am Luo Piaoxue."

I've been thinking about what you said last time, and when I was about to give my answer, you stopped me.

What I'm actually trying to say is, I do.

Even if I know clearly, you don't have me in your heart.

But when I think that we can get closer with such a relationship, that I can wake up and see you every day, my heart can't help but pound terribly.

I think, I like you a lot.

Perhaps, writing such words to you, you will think that I am too subtle, but after thinking about it for a long time, I feel that I should tell you my heart.

I'm waiting for you to get out of prison.

Until then, I'd be glad if you would like to meet me.

Luo Piaoxue. ”

After reading the letter, the prison guard sighed with envy: "Someone in prison is chasing you, and Baba is waiting for you to meet, your face is really big."

If you hadn't broken your appearance, I'd like to see how handsome you look and how popular you are with lesbians?"

He Mingzhang silently stretched out his hand and touched the right side of his face, where there was a fist-sized wound that had just formed a scar.

It was the seventh day of his arrival in prison, and he was working in the quarry, and there were several prisoners who were chiseling stones opposite, and they flew over with the iron chisel and stuck it in the right side of his face.

Thinking of this, He Mingzhang sneered.

After a year of labor reform, maybe he won't be able to get out.

In three months, he broke his appearance, and was often hit by rolling stones, and now he can lie here panting, which is already fateful.

At first, he wanted to spend time with his mother.

Later, he wanted to live, survive, and see with his own eyes what happened to that man.

He wants him to die, he doesn't want to die, not only does he not die, but he also wants to try to live, get out of here, see the light of day again, and then knock him to the ground.

Although he knows it's hard.

But no matter how difficult it was, he had to do it.

He discovered a pattern, every time something happened, it was when the western sky was cloudy and there were large areas of rain clouds gathering.

That meant it was raining in the city at that time.

So now that he has learned to be smart, on a rainy day, he would rather pick open the old wounds and make himself bloody than resolutely not get out of this small room.

Because he didn't know if he would be greeted by a rolling stone that smashed into his head.

After all...... He's been smashed all over his body now.

There's only one head left.