Han Yirou never let go, she was taken directly to the police office by You Ling.

"You only have a five-year sentence, and at the beginning, I looked at your file and was very upset for you. It's clear that he turned himself in, and he was stimulated by his own man to move the knife. You, why are you impulsive again. ”

Han Yirou thought to herself that You Ling would punish herself, but You Ling did not do anything to her.

"We all sympathize with what you're going through, and we all hope you can behave well. You haven't done rough work, tiring work, and your slow hands and feet have affected my labor, and I have never blamed you. You, you actually poked such a big hole in me. ”

You Ling is not very old, but she is even more nagging than an ordinary old lady.

When it comes to the amount of labor, Han Yirou is full of anger.

I did a lot of black work for that sister, especially when I was doing handicrafts, and I always quietly brought the work back to the prison.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for that sister to get a half-year commutation of her sentence.

Han Yirou's stomach was full of bitter water, and she was already gathering outside, and the female prisoners were listening to the lecture and listening to the boring regulations.

"Is it an all-nighter tonight? Officer, you still don't have to work, work during the day, and train at night. ”

"Tomorrow you don't have to work, according to the regulations, you will be confined for three days."

You Ling said coldly.

Han Yirou is not afraid of confinement, staying in that prison cell, or working in the workshop, is no better than confinement.

"In the confinement room, you have to reflect on yourself, your mother is crazy, your father is dead, and all of this is because of your fault. Poor people will have something to hate. ”

"Oh, by the way, you were supposed to stay in there for seven days, and I'm afraid you'll be delayed. After three days, you'll have to find a way to make up for the labor you owe, you know, you have to make it up. ”

Han Yirou felt that this petite You Ling seemed to be very tolerant of people on the surface, but she was extremely harsh.

It is precisely in this way that You Ling is a model in the prison area, and the prison she is responsible for, an accident like Han Yirou's may never have happened.

"Officer, there's one thing I don't understand, when I first came here, there was a male police officer, what was going on."

"You're interrogating me? Come to me, and you're not in a position to ask anything other than to answer my questions. ”

Han Yirou found that You Ling at this time was stable on the surface, but she was actually very panicked.

"Okay, I've made it all clear to you. Three days of confinement is already the lightest for you. ”

"It's okay to lock me up, it's just that I don't want to see someone like Brother Ding. Even if a male police officer talks to me, you have to be by your side, you, you are derelict in your duties. ”

Han Yirou's face was angry.

You Ling took her and locked her in a black confinement room.

Since she was imprisoned, Han Yirou has sweated and bled blood, but she has always been strong in front of people, except for the day of the visit, she has hardly shed tears.

Sitting on the bed in the confinement room, she let the tears roll down.

On the day that Brother Ding beat herself, You Ling didn't get any benefits, and she kept saying sympathy, that's how sympathetic she was.

Han Yirou gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, thinking about her mother, her dead father, and her friends.

Bai Shanshan, aren't you quite righteous, do you know that I have been bullied by others here, you, you don't even look at me, why, why.

Even if Bai Shanshan comes, she will still be bullied, and the days in prison will not be much better.

Han Yirou was so sleepy, in the confinement room, eating, drinking, and Lazar, all of them were in such a small space, filled with an unpleasant smell.

Zhao Pinghai was proud of the spring breeze outside, worshiped and respected, but he was locked up in such a dirty, cramped place, almost driving himself crazy.

Han Yirou thought that she would commit suicide by throwing herself into the river, and Zhao Pinghai could not find it with his conscience at all, nor could he have the slightest sympathy and pity for himself. Even, before her bones were cremated, she pretended to confess, but she was ecstatic in her heart.

The white light illuminated several bloody marks scratched by the fingers in the confinement room, three days is not a very long time, Han Yirou has heard that if you close it in the confinement room for half a month, no matter how strong you are, you will go crazy and have a real mental breakdown.

Han Yirou thought of Xiao Lin, the old lady has always been quiet. With her small quota and the money in the big account, she went to curry favor with the female prisoners who could be her daughters.

Xiao Lin's shout sounded in Han Yirou's ears, thinking of Xiao Lin begging for mercy for her, thinking that Xiao Lin would rather use her weak body to let her fight.

Han Yirou unconsciously shed tears.

In the prison, she never wanted to communicate with those women, and when she was most painful and desperate, only Xiao Lin helped, and everyone else was extremely indifferent to her, hateful, and even happy to mutilate her.

"Mother, you must not have anything to do, you are the only hope for your daughter to survive. Mother, you wait, if you owe the Han family, I will let them repay it double. ”

Han Yirou thought about her mother and shouted from her heart.

"Mother, don't worry about Yirou, Yirou is being treated preferentially here. They didn't treat me as a heinous sinner, and I would work hard here to reform, to get my sentence commuted, to come out as soon as possible, and to return to my mother's side as soon as possible. ”

Han Yirou thought silently, here, except for the silent communication with her mother thousands of miles away, without heavy labor, this prison is really impossible to sit down.

Three days, longer than three years, cramped space, thoughts flying out of the confinement room, foul air, free and warm breathing.

Han Yirou was in that place where there was a severe lack of oxygen, and her mind was full of hallucinations.

She saw Zhao Pinghai, and saw that it was on her own bed, Zhao Pinghai hugged Mei Xinyi, no matter who told her, she wouldn't believe it, however, it was seen with her own eyes, and now, it is a fact.

Zhao Pinghai, you conscienceless thing, everything you have is given by the Han family, you come with nothing, for the Han family, you are a nightmare.

Han Yirou wanted to curse Zhao Pinghai with the most vicious words, but when she thought of Zhao Pinghai and recalled Zhao Pinghai's gentle demeanor on the TV screen, holding Mei Xinyi's arm, a warm couple, who were blessed by the world.

Han Yirou was thinking about Zhao Pinghai infatuatedly, thinking that Zhao Pinghai's warm arms gently hugged her waist, and gently put herself from the bathroom, connected to the thin bathrobe, and gently put her on the bed.

Indeed, Zhao Pinghai made her unforgettable for the rest of her life, it was such a man who hurt her the most, but it was always in her heart, making it difficult for her to give up that love.

Zhao Pinghai is the devil, who kidnapped her heart, a man who made her love to death, tortured her so badly.