Zhang Yuanyi hadn't appeared for several days, and the prison guards were still pacing around ruthlessly, sometimes in a good mood to fill more prison meals, rarely with more pieces of meat, and sometimes in a bad mood it was like rice porridge with a watery cabbage.

In the middle of the night, a few mice squeaked around very mischievously, and their joyful steps disturbed the good dreams of an unfortunate man. The prison is still dark, and it has not changed in the slightest because of Zhang Yuanyi's visit, everything seems to have returned to the original point, and Lu Ziyin seems to have fallen into darkness again.

But things are slowly turning around, maybe it's the darkest dawn, and it's a bright light to get through it, but no one can say if you can't get through it.

Although he is still hesitating, at least Lu Ziyin's heart is no longer silent, and there is some hope in his heart.

Zhang Yuanyi's prison visit is like a morning star, igniting light. It is like a glass of liquor that warms the cold body and rekindles the blood.

A flash of light flashed in Lu Ziyin's eyes, expelling the dark prison, yes, everything in front of him is temporary, the darkness will always be expelled by the light, and everything in the past is like the past. Nothing.

Now give in to get up better.

Lu Zi figured it out, lying on the shabby mat, crossing Erlang's legs, swaying, holding his head in his hands, smiling arrogantly, and suddenly full of hope for life.

He didn't know that he remembered a poem written by Haizi.

Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.

Be a happy person from tomorrow. Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world.

I care about it from tomorrow, and grain vegetables.

I have a house facing the sea and spring flowers are blooming.

Passing a beautiful poem through my heart, the blood flows more smoothly, and a small prison cannot hold a heart yearning for freedom.

Perhaps in the near future, there will be an unusually beautiful fairy, stepping on the colorful floating clouds, ethereal coming, ethereal and ethereal, and then stretching out a pair of white hands to take me out of this boundless purgatory, the gloomy prison, the desperate place of my wonderful life.

After leaving the prison, a grand and romantic wedding will be held, and all the people you know and unknown will be invited, regardless of status, whether they have a feud or not, the visitors are guests, and they will meet each other with a smile and enmity.

In front of the bride full of pink foam, a heavy kiss, in front of the world, solemnly announce the romantic vows, and wait until the end of the wedding, then hide in the world, away from the red dust, be a happy person, indulge in the landscape, and have fun in the world.

Traveling with elderly parents, let them see the different wonders of the world in their short lives, and then with a bunch of children with fairies, the sound of children's crying and playing, is undoubtedly a natural sound that a father can hear. Life is so simple, why make it so complicated to compete for fame and fortune all day long.

At that time, life is full of roses, birds fly high on the branches and sing gentle songs, life is a natural scenery, spring water is falling snowflakes, sometimes on a romantic afternoon with a dear you read a romantic novel, do something romantic in bed, life is so wonderful.

With the beloved, with the hand of the son, and grow old with the son, how comfortable is this life. It's the most romantic thing I can think of.

Poor now, in prison, the darkness constantly warns that it is just an unrealistic fantasy of a humble man.

Lu Ziyin finished the dream, and scolded himself over and over again in his heart, why did he be like a stupid pig before, chasing the so-called ethereal illusory fame and fortune. There is a rich treasure mine around me, but I don't know how to cherish it.

Let yourself fall into the trap of desire, become a slave to lose your freedom, and be a wretched man who cannot be saved in a dark prison.

After thinking everything through, Lu Ziyin was suddenly full of hope for life, even if he was still in a dirty prison, he would often wake up in his dreams, wake up laughing, and say some nonsense.

And Lu Ziyin's dream words often interrupted the sweet dream that the cold prison guards had just had. Therefore, the roar of the prison guard became more and more frequent, and he waved the stick in his hand heavily, hitting the iron door with cold light, clanging, rumbling, and then his rough throat pulled loudly: "37927, can you close your mouth?"

Lu Siyin stood up with a carp and apologized solemnly, "I'm sorry to disturb the good dreams of the prison guard's eldest brother, you have rested early, so don't worry about me." The prison guard frowned fiercely, and when he saw Lu Ziyin's sincere attitude, he didn't say anything, and put away the iron rod. went back, but after a while, the dream words sounded as usual again, "37927, you ......" was the sound of knocking on the iron door again, and Lu Ziyin's sincere apology.

Lu Ziyin is in a good mood now, and sometimes when he is out of the wind, he will also work with the prisoners who are sympathetic to the same disease, doing some dirty work and sweating profusely. The small horn on the side was still chattering, and the calm tone was as always: "The bitter sea is endless, and the back is the shore." Actively transform and go home as soon as possible. ”

But Lu Ziyin hummed while working, resisted and went home for the New Year, and confessed to sitting in a lenient prison.

At this time, it often attracted the surprise of the prison guards on one side, and the warning sounded heavily: "37927, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and work." ”

The days full of hope in prison passed quickly, and Lu Ziyin was still waiting happily, but Zhang Yuanyi's news had not come for a long time, and Lu Ziyin was slowly a little anxious and discouraged.

Soon, one day, two days, two weeks, two weeks passed, and it was almost a month.

Why hasn't my fairy stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds to save me?

Lu Ziyin gritted his teeth and curled up in a corner of the dark prison with his head in his hands, where there was some faint light.

The belief in his heart began to waver, he was confused and struggling, and he kept speculating in his heart, maybe the case he was carrying, after all, was a matter of human life, and some of it was too heavy, even Zhang Yuanyi couldn't easily handle it, or she left it behind and threw me in the cold prison.

Lu Ziyin shook his head desperately, throwing this thought out of his mind, refusing to believe it.

Time passed day by day, Lu Ziyin seemed to feel that the hope was getting slimmer and slimmer, I don't know what time is ahead, will she come?

Lu Ziyin will inevitably have doubts, did she abandon me, did it feel like being abandoned? At this time, Lu Ziyin seemed to feel Chen Yujia's loneliness, the kind of strange psychology that he couldn't ask for.

Lu Ziyin couldn't bear it, his heart was about to collapse, the last trace of nerve was broken, he clenched his fists, stood up with all his strength, tore his throat to vent the unhappiness in his heart, and kept echoing in the dark prison:

As soon as the word is out, the horse is difficult to chase, Zhang Yuanyi, I will wait for you for a lifetime, you ......

The prison guard frowned, his dream was shattered again, he quickly grabbed the iron rod, turned his head coldly, his thick leather boots stepped on the ground, the dust was full of momentum, and he slammed the stick against the iron door, the roaring voice overwhelmed everything, and the space collapsed, "37927." ”