The sun shone on the withered yellow grassland of the Sha Tsui Labor Camp. Chen Changqing leaned against a cement pipe specially designed for sewer pipes. As a warm wind blew by, fine strands of hair fell on his pale face, making him feel itchy.

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Next to him is the silly and angry Si Qiang, who is bragging to other inmates.

He said that he had been to Stanley Prison, where there was a man named "Fa Ge" who said that he had a great future and wanted to hang out with him.

He said that as long as he studied hard, he would be able to live in a big house in Xiangjiang within three years.

It is now 1993, and housing prices in Xiangjiang are already terrifying.

Not to mention big houses, even having a house of your own is quite a big deal.

Besides, Stanley Prison is one of the highest-level prisons in Hong Kong. How could Sha Qiang, a gangster who was hanging out in Tsim Sha Tsui, be arrested and put into Tung Tau Wan Prison in Stanley?

But no one refuted it. After all, they all knew that he was a fool. If you argued with him, you would be saying that you are also a fool.

Silly Qiang also knew that the people around him were laughing at him, but he didn't care and patted Chen Changqing's shoulder with his backhand:

"Aren, do you believe me?"

Chen Yongren, no, to be precise, it should be Chen Changqing.

Chen Changqing, who swallowed Chen Yongren's memory, body, soul and everything else, opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of black and white eyes like a beast. He looked at Silly Qiang, his expression was like a feasting beast, his eyes were lazy.

calm:

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

Shaqiang chuckled. He looked at the inmates around him, a hint of pride flashed across his lips, and whispered in Chen Changqing's ear:

"Aren, you are still smart. I was teasing them, and every fool fell for it."

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The baton covered with rubber was beating on the iron bars of the prison. A prison guard in his thirties or forties shouted at the entrance of the pasture:

"Chen Yongren, who is Chen Yongren, come out."

He climbed up from the ground and patted the yellow-green grass blades on his body:

"Sir, I can leave, right?"

The reason why I was arrested and sent to prison was because I hurt someone again during the warning period, so I was sentenced to twenty days of rehabilitation in prison. Today is my twenty-first day in prison, and it’s time to leave this damn place.

Looking at Chen Yongren walking towards the prison guard, the criminals around him couldn't help but feel a little envious in their eyes.

Where is the prison?

It is a place where people are punished. They wake up earlier than chickens, go to bed later than dogs, eat worse than pigs, and work harder than donkeys. As for the treatment?

Stop making trouble. When you committed the crime, why didn't you think about what you would encounter in the future?

Although it is a bit cruel, the essence of prison is to make prisoners suffer, so that when they leave prison and want to commit crimes again, they can stop the idea and not harm innocent people.

Seeing Chen Yongren about to leave the prison, Shaqiang suddenly shouted:

"Aren, don't forget to help my dad burn incense."

The prison guard frowned, took three steps at a time, grabbed his baton and hit Shaqiang fiercely, scolding with fierce eyes:

"Shut up, you want to be beaten, right? I asked you to speak? Ah?!"

There is an unwritten rule in the prison that when the prison guards are on the scene, the prisoner cannot speak without making a report.

The reason why Chen Changqing dared to speak just now was because the prison guard called him.

As for being stupid and strong?

He was miserable. He was beaten twice with an iron rod covered with rubber skin.

Although no bones were injured, a layer of bruises soon appeared on his shoulders, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to pain, but he gritted his teeth and looked straight at Chen Changqing.

This made him very helpless, because the prison guard did not let him speak, so Chen Changqing could only secretly make an OK gesture to Shaqiang.

Looking at Chen Changqing's gestures, even though he received a few blows from the prison guards, Shaqiang's face showed a happy and relieved smile. It was also at this moment that Shaqiang truly regarded Chen Changqing as his brother.

Sha Tsui Labor Camp, a room where prisoners collect their personal belongings.

As the middle-aged prison guard opened Chen Yongren's personal belongings cabinet, he was greeted by a pungent musty smell.

Xiangjiang is close to the sea, and the climate is hot and humid. The clothes I have worn have already become moldy after being put in a cupboard for twenty days.

Chen Changqing didn't say anything. He took off his prison uniform, put on this set of moldy clothes, and folded the prison uniform.

The middle-aged prison guard in charge nodded with satisfaction. He had a half-smoked cigarette in his hand and looked at Chen Changqing in front of him:

"You are a nice person, and your girlfriend is also very kind to you. She will be waiting for you outside early in the morning, and don't come in again. Do you understand?"

To be honest, I don’t know how many times the middle-aged prison guard said this sentence. Even if you look at his ruthless attacks when he beats the stupid strong, he looks like the iron-faced king of hell.

But from the bottom of his heart, he actually doesn't want to see these young people sent to prison again.

Of course, you choose your own path, and it’s up to you where you end up.

After extinguishing the cigarette butt and throwing it into the corner, the middle-aged prison guard patted Chen Changqing on the shoulder:

"Okay, come with me. Remember to behave well after you get out."

Leave the room, walk through the solemn and quiet lobby of the police station, and push open the heavy door of Sha Tsui Forced Labor Camp. Although the sunlight is blocked by a thin layer of dark clouds, it is the taste of freedom.

In front of the labor camp, there is an old asphalt road leading to the city. Next to the dilapidated bus stop, squatting is a city beauty who looks lost.

An elegant white shirt and sky blue tight jeans outline the slender legs.

Her white and tender feet are wearing a pair of 5.5cm crystal high heels. There are faint cyan blood vessels under the delicate skin, and the bright red toenails make her elegant and charming.

The white shirt was pinned into the jeans. Because he was squatting, his buttocks became more and more perky in contrast to his slender waist, like a ripe red grapefruit.

If you change the scene and match her exquisite facial features, this is definitely a perfect urban beauty.

But at this moment, the loss and exhaustion in the corners of her eyes made her feel like a helpless little white dog.

mayXiao Xinlan.

The moment I saw her, scenes from the past emerged in my mind. This is the memory that belongs to Chen Yongren and also to Chen Changqing.

The moment Chen Changqing swallowed Chen Yongren, he got everything about Chen Yongren.

Taking three steps in succession, Chen Changqing walked over:

"may~"

Hearing the familiar shouts, May subconsciously raised her head, her lost and even gloomy eyes gained a glimmer of light, and she subconsciously wanted to hug the other person:

"Aren, you..."

Unfortunately, May's legs were numb from squatting for too long, and when she stood up, her body fell forward uncontrollably.

Fortunately, at this time, Chen Changqing held May in his arms and put his arms around May's waist.

While Chen Yongren was in jail, May thought a lot. She considered whether it was appropriate for the two of them to be together. After all, during the time they were together, Chen Yongren often went out to kill people with a knife before finishing his meal.

You may not want to tell your children one day that your dad is in jail.

This time, she actually came with the idea of ​​breaking up, but as Chen Changqing hugged her tightly, warm scenes from the past emerged before her eyes.

My emotions came up so quickly that I couldn't hold myself back, and my tears just flowed out.

Chen Changqing didn’t know why May cried, but when his girlfriend cried, as a boyfriend, he had to comfort her no matter what he said:

"Why are you crying? Why don't I come out now? It's fine, it's not beautiful anymore."

In his impression, May is easy to coax,

I just patted my back and stroked my hair to calm her down, but I don’t know what happened today.

Instead of being coaxed, May cried even more in her arms.

This made Chen Changqing helpless. He could only hold May and let the other party wipe his nose and tears on his body. He didn't want to take the clothes anyway, so it was good to hold May's fragrant body like this.

She cried like this for about five minutes. May, who was choking from crying, hugged Chen Changqing, and felt that Chen Changqing's ribs had obviously lost weight. A trace of sadness and distress flashed in May's eyes that were red from crying:

"Aren, I've lost a lot of weight."

With his thick palms, he wiped away the tears along May's delicate cheeks, and looked at the pitiful girlfriend in his arms, whose eyes were swollen from crying:

"Don't I still have you? No matter how much weight I lose, my girlfriend can make up for it."

May choked while glaring at Chen Changqing: "Who is your girlfriend?"

"Whoever makes soup for me is my girlfriend, right?"

As he said that, he hugged May tightly into his arms. This was a very useful little trick. A strong hug could make his girlfriend feel safe.

Feeling her boyfriend's strong arm strength, May struggled symbolically, and then lay shyly in his arms. I don't know if it was her imagination, but this time Aren seemed a little different after he came out of prison.

.

Although I cared about myself before, most of the time I was just a piece of wood.

Although it is still wood now, it is just not the same as before.

This made a hesitation flash in her eyes. Thinking about what she was going to say before coming, after a brief thought, May couldn't help but have a little hesitation in her eyes: "Aren, can you not..."

May doesn’t want Chen Yongren to be a gangster.

Pushing back twenty years, some people may think that it is cool to be a gangster, bully the market all day long, and bully whoever they want.

But in Hong Kong in 1993, mixed societies would really be hacked to death.

Generally speaking, no one would join a club if they couldn't survive.

But before May could finish speaking, she heard a familiar voice above her head:

"May, I promise you."

May was stunned. She subconsciously looked up at Chen Changqing, and a prompt sounded in Chen Changqing's mind:
Chapter completed!