"Mom, where is the women's suit I asked you to buy yesterday? Where did you put it? Mom!"
Early in the morning, Jiang Henhan was a little confused, and he was hurriedly adjusting his tie. Unfortunately, he was usually either in uniform or casual clothes, and he rarely wore a tie, a long-winded thing. He went back and forth, and it took more than ten minutes to finish it.
Without hearing He Yi's answer, Jiang Henhan walked barefoot to the door. His short, slick hair was dripping with water. His angular face had dark circles around his eyes. He just came back from the crime scene in the south yesterday.
, didn’t sleep well all night.
"Mom, are you up?"
He walked to the corridor and shouted into the living room downstairs, his voice rough and loud.
He Yi had no choice but to lift the quilt and get out of bed. Her husband next to her snorted coldly, "This kid took the wrong medicine and was making noises so early in the morning!"
"Today is an important day." He Yi smiled meaningfully.
"Oh?" Jiang Mutian raised his eyebrows with a serious face. He has been an official for a long time and cannot change his official accent at home.
"He was going to pick up someone from prison."
He Yi got dressed, opened the bedroom door, and heard her husband's deep voice coming from behind. Sure enough, when he heard the ominous word prison, Jiang Mutian objected a little, "Who is he going to pick up from prison as an inspector?"
People might make irresponsible remarks after seeing it!"
"When my son is older, he can decide his own affairs." He Yi paused and walked out, her steps a little heavy. The relationship between her and her husband is like a sweet potato that has been buried in an ice cellar for decades. It has long been considered not rotten on the surface.
, it was already empty inside.
"Damn it! Mom, I can't find my socks!"
He Yi went up the stairs and heard the crackling upstairs. She shook her head and laughed. She walked to the door of her son's bedroom and shook the women's suit that looked high-end and was indeed high-end in her hand. "Givenchy just came out this season."
The main feature, let’s take a look.”
Jiang Henhan frowned when he heard this, but he still walked over and picked up the suit that was beautiful yet stable, restrained yet enough to show off his temperament, "She is not the kind of person who loves vanity. She has just been released from prison. How is her mood?
Is it good enough to wear something like Givenchy?”
"You said you were in a bad mood. I guess Xiao Duan has no intention of reading the sign. It's just that she used to live in the upper class. That case caused such a big stir in Luan City. Do you think the media didn't care about her after she came out?
Will the spotlight be focused on her? At least she should dress well and not lose her status."
Jiang Henhan thought about it and realized that what his mother said did make sense. He spread out his clothes and looked at them, "Mom, didn't I say to buy the smallest size? I went to see her last week and paid special attention to it. She was so thin that she was out of shape.
, can this dress hold up?"
"Yes." He Yi couldn't help but sigh, thinking that the girl must have suffered a lot of injustice in prison. The physical pain is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the gap in the soul, no matter how difficult it is to heal.
"Thank you, Mom." Jiang Henhan grinned, showing his big white teeth, leaned forward to hug He Yi, and kissed her hard on the face.
He Yi scolded him, "Xiaohan, you are a man over thirty after all. Whenever something trivial happens, you seem to have lost your soul. What do you look like! It's only seven o'clock!"
Jiang Henhan was embarrassed and quickly pushed He Yi out. As he walked, He Yi calmly turned back and pointed at his diagonal striped tie, "Honestly, this is the ugliest tie I have ever seen..."
"mom!"
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Today is the day to be released from prison.
Regarding this point, Ah Wu counted it one by one from the large number of characters she scratched on the wall with her fingernails. Her life in prison ended today for three years and four months.
After Ye Zi was thrown into jail after being thrown away from the court, she committed suicide on the last day of the first week.
As for why she didn't choose to kill herself on the first day she came in, she was also helpless. She was detained alone in a small cage with bunk beds, no door, only iron bars, so that the prison guards could be ready at any time.
Monitor the prisoners' condition to prevent accidents.
She changed into Xing clothes, her hands were handcuffed, and there was nothing in the small room she lived in. Of course, Ah Wu was referring to sharp things that could be used to commit suicide.
Because it was almost midnight on the first day when she came in, and most of the prisoners were asleep, she didn't have time to appreciate the prison situation. She didn't take a bath in the public bathhouse until the afternoon of the second day, when she was surrounded by several bosses here, who punched her, kicked her arms, and
There were countless cigarette butts burned on her waist and abdomen, and the hair on her head was covered with the disgusting phlegm of the prisoners. Only then did she realize that prison life had really begun.
Someone told her that if she wanted to kill someone or commit suicide, there was a way.
That is to sharpen the toothbrush she uses every day. Ah Wu was already desperate, and she became even more desperate when she heard this. In her mind, the toothbrush was a plastic product, and she could not imagine how to sharpen it.
The 'kind' inmate showed her how to do it.
She wrote it down, but she couldn't be noticed by other prisoners and prison guards, so she stayed up every night, put her toothbrush on the iron rod of the bed frame, and sharpened it slowly.
A week later, it was finally sharp enough to slit the artery in the wrist.
It was painful to commit suicide, especially when the suicide tool was not sharp. She finally cut her skin, and in the bloody mess, Qingwu bit her teeth and drew blood. She repeated the strokes back and forth, and every bite was extremely painful.
.
Until finally, as she gradually fell into unconsciousness, she seemed to hear the sound of an artery rupturing, and she closed her eyes peacefully.
A few days later, she opened her eyes in the hospital bed.
Jiang Henhan stood by the hospital bed, looking at her silently and sympathetically, his eyes a little sad. He didn't scold her or persuade her. He just took out a photo from his pocket, stuffed it into her arms, and paused.
He seemed to have thought about it for a long time before he said, "When you are planning to give up, take a look at Duo Duo's photos and think clearly before making a decision."
Ah Wu burst into tears. She held the photo and put it on her face. She heard her own miserable cries and her beating heart. She kissed many small white faces. Over and over again for so many nights.
So much so that in the end, the photo was soaked in her tears and became hard and yellow.
She didn't ask Jiang Henhan who gave him the photo.
Intuitively, refuse to know.
After that suicide, she was imprisoned for half a month. The so-called confinement was a dark room without windows. In this room, she could not feel the passage of time. Before meal time, the prison guards would come in from the door.
Send her food in the small frame of the switch.
The deep and oppressive blackness almost made her spirit break.
I can't do anything, I can't hear anything, and time has become the biggest enemy in the world. I can only meditate, be bored, grind myself, and even commit suicide.
After her confinement, the prison assigned her a psychiatrist.