Knowing that the verdict was in the afternoon of the same day, and that the verdict and the certificate of custody were placed in front of me at the same time, my heart had already sunk to the bottom of the sea when I came back from the court, and even when I saw the verdict and the result was seven years and six months in prison, my heart did not fluctuate.

I had expected this result, and I even thought that this result was too light, how could the crime of theft of 20 million be seven years and six months? Could it be that the so-called plaintiff also feels a troubled conscience? Or do you feel that seven years is enough time for me to no longer be a threat to them? Even though this so-called threat was made because I was in love with a woman they thought I couldn't fall in love with?

Is it ridiculous? That's the reality!

You can not accept it!

But you can't be unsubservient......

The prison escort car came the next morning, and two hours later I was taken to a strange place, in a col surrounded by mountains, four square and high walls undoubtedly towering, unattainable and intimidating, surrounded by a one-meter-high circular barbed wire, and a signboard with four eye-catching characters written in red pen on the danger of electricity!

I thought to myself, this is probably where I will stay for the next seven and a half years, and what does seven and a half years portend! Who will remember me after seven and a half years? Is this world still this world after seven and a half years? Seven and a half years, will I still be me......

I let the guards lead me in a daze, registered, shaved my head, bathed, and then changed into a sky-blue prison uniform with 3068 printed on my left chest.

3068！ That's going to be my name for the next seven and a half years!

3068！ Hello!

The prison guard took me to a room and handed me a small notebook with the words "Code of Conduct for Inmates" written on the cover.

"Half a month, memorize this book!" The prison guard said only that, and then turned to leave after locking the door.

I sat on the stool in a daze, my eyes glazed motionless, an hour passed, two hours passed, and I never moved like a wooden carving.

To this day, I still wonder if this was just a dream. Am I still in a dream and have not woken up? Will I wake up from a dream and find me lying on the bed in Mu Xichun's villa?

I slowly reached out and picked up the book in front of me, gently opened the title page, the touch was real, the sound of the page turning was crisp in my ears, and the handwriting that greeted my eyes was clear and clear, this is clearly not a dream, how can a dream be so clear and logical? This is obviously an ironclad fact! I, who have clearly become a prisoner, how can I still deceive myself that this is a dream?

Article 1: Support the Constitution and abide by laws, regulations, rules, and supervision rules.

Article 2: Obey management, receive education, participate in labor, and confess and repent of sin.

Article 3 Love the motherland, love the people, love the collective, love study, and love labor.

Article 4 ......

I looked at these mechanical printing fonts with a dull gaze, and I only felt sad from the heart, supervising the rules? Recite? If you're here, how can you not know your identity? Who can do anything out of the ordinary within these four walls?

I sat in this empty room all afternoon, unguarded, not even to look at me......

It was quiet, as if I was the only one in this huge place, and I could not hear anything except the whining of the larches on the surrounding hills by the north wind.

It's just that I didn't realize anything was wrong at the time, in fact, my mind almost never focused on my senses for a moment, and all I could feel was the coldness of my body and the desolation of my heart......

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It wasn't until dusk that there was finally movement outside, the big iron gate clattered open, and several buses slowly drove into the courtyard, and then I saw people coming out of the buses, dressed in the same clothes as me and with the same hairstyle as me, getting out of the bus.

I silently watched all this outside the window, watching them all hang their heads listlessly, all of them were covered with dirt and couldn't see their real expressions, in fact, looking at their expressions, I could probably guess their expressions, but I was afraid that they were really expressionless!

After they got out of the car, they all lined up to return to their prison numbers, and after a while, they lined up to come out with their clothes, and a group of ten people entered the bathroom in an orderly manner under the command of the prison guards, and when they came out, they had a new look, but their expressions were still the same, except for Mu Ran and tiredness, they couldn't find any other expressions!

Seeing all this, I can't help but feel like I'm in despair! Is this my life for the next seven and a half years?

I know that this is the so-called labor reform, the transformation of the mind with manual labor, but I don't know exactly what the labor they do is!

But I soon found out, because half a month later I was one of them.

In the past six months, in addition to two hours in the morning and afternoon every day to memorize prison rules, the rest of the time has been to clean the entire prison, from the yard to the corridor, from the toilet to the kitchen.

In fact, to be honest, I have never seen a place cleaner than here, the toilets are as clean as a five-star hotel, and the marble yard floor is barely visible for a trace of dust, let alone other places.

But even so, my daily task is to rinse all the places again in the morning and once in the afternoon, and then mop them all with water.

The night I came in I was assigned to the cell, and there were already four inmates in it, and I was reassured that it was not at all as dark and sinful as it was in the prison movies, but on the contrary, there was nothing more harmonious here.

When I came in after eating that night, several of my fellow inmates had already fallen asleep, and if it weren't for the correctional batons and knocking on the iron door a few times, these buddies probably wouldn't have woken up.

The disciplinarian arranged for me to be accommodated by a man named Ah Song, and then left after a few words.

Later, I learned that the Northeast man named Ah Song is the safety officer of our prison number, and the so-called security officer is responsible for the safety of several of us, to put it bluntly, it is to prevent other people in the prison from harming themselves because they can't think about it!

Ah Song pointed to a bed and signaled to me that it was my position, and then said: "Since you came in alive, if it is not a death sentence, then go out alive, it doesn't matter how long it is, it will not boil people to death, don't think about it!" Pack up and go to bed! ”

After he finished speaking, he ignored me, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep, and in less than two minutes he snored loudly.

I silently made my bed and lay silently in the dark night, the sound of snoring in the room made me feel like I was back in my university dormitory, but the closed iron door and the high ventilation window made me understand that there will be no dreams, no hope, and no hope for the future......

Half a month later, the discipline told me that from now on I would go to work with everyone every day, and then I silently joined this even more silent team.

The bus took us to a factory with an iron furnace with a chimney in the clouds, and I was a group of Ah Song, whose task was to transport the bundled scrap steel from the trucks outside through a narrow passage to the melting furnace by wheelbarrow.

The work is simple and monotonous, and there are no problems for you to worry about.

But dry

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One day, I understood why they went back every night with their heads hanging down as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

Perhaps the motherland is developing too rapidly, there are too many things that need to be scrapped and new, the scrap steel is like the goods on the automatic assembly line conveyor belt, never see the end, a car unloaded and the next car immediately come forward, and behind is the endless truck fleet. This makes me wonder if all the scrap steel from all of China has been shipped here!

I pushed in the cart by car, and after a few trips without help, I was a little overwhelmed, although the weather was extremely cold, but my close-fitting clothes were already soaked with sweat.

The discipline here is not very strict, just patrolling back and forth from a distance, and I wanted to stop and rest for a while, but seeing that the other inmates around me were all busy with their lives, I had to bite the bullet.

Later, Ah Song told me why everyone worked so hard, not because they were not tired, nor because they were afraid of discipline and trouble, but in fact, discipline didn't pay attention to us at all.

The reason why we work so hard is that we have a prescribed output every day, that is, we have to rebuild all the steel that was transported the night before, because it takes a lot of effort to open the furnace once to raise the furnace to the right temperature, so we have to smelt all the steel transported that day when we open the furnace once a day, and no matter how late it is, we must complete the task.

So everyone has to work hard if they want to go back to rest early, which is why no one is lazy when no one is watching.

Needless to say, after the first day's work, I was just like them, and I only felt that my whole body strength was only able to control my legs and barely move.

I finally understand the meaning of the so-called reform through labor, the so-called reform through labor is pure nonsense, labor will not have any impact on the mind at all, the so-called reform through labor is just to let you remember the suffering here, so that you never want to come here again after you go out, so as to achieve the goal of making you change your mind and be a new person, although there seems to be ambiguity in understanding, but in the end it is also the same way!

What I felt the most in the past two days was not the exhaustion after finishing the work, although the exhaustion was exhausting, but finally the end of the day's hard work, I was actually happy psychologically. The hardest part was the next morning, when the muscle aches were really highlighted the day after a night's rest.

The moment the wake-up horn rang the next day, it was definitely the most struggling moment in everyone's hearts, at least I had the idea in my heart that I would have to sleep a little longer even if I was disciplined with a stick.

However, ideas are ideas after all, and when everyone is busy dressing and washing, you can't be a coward and be willing to be a burden at the end of a crane anyway.

Ah Song encouraged me very understandingly, saying that the first few days were the hardest time, and after a few days, I would feel much better when I got used to it.

I actually disagree with what he said, because he has a bitter face like a frosted eggplant every day after work.

But I still have a lot of respect for Ah Song, because he is tall and large, and every day he has to do a lot more work than us, and often when he sees that I am overwhelmed, he quietly tells me to let me go slower when the car is empty, so that I can consume less energy.

It's just that the task is in front of me, if I don't run two less, it will inevitably make others run two more times, and everyone is still a drag, although I am grateful, but I still try my best to maintain the same frequency with everyone. But Ason's care for me was the only warmth I felt after I was imprisoned!

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