"You hear the prisoners inside. Such good things are very rare. We have been a prison guard here for twenty years and have only encountered them three times. If you missed them, you will never know what a big chicken leg feels like in your life..."
She suddenly jumped up - for the rest of her life!
Life is too long.【26nbsp;】
Once you go to prison, you are as deep as the sea.
She thought she would be executed soon, but unexpectedly, she would be for the rest of her life - staying in a dark prison, even a small dark room.
What's the purpose of such a lifetime?
The first time she reached out to hold the rice bowl, she held it in her palm but almost fell down.
From then on, no one will come to see me again. Maybe in ten days and half months, a year and a half, everyone will forget themselves - they will not know that there is a death row prisoner here wasted a little food every day, maintaining the situation
Worthless life.
She chewed the chicken legs and suddenly couldn't help crying loudly. When she loosened her hands, the chicken legs fell to the ground.
That night, there were no stars or moon.
Shui Lian fell asleep in a daze, but she couldn't sleep deeply, and she always had some strange dreams. In the dream, the moonlight in the small dark room was like water, and the black-faced man's arms were majestic and powerful, filled with a fascinating masculinity. 2.
People are lingering and sad, hard to part with, and heat comes, as if all this is true... She climbs his arm tightly, and is safer than ever before, muttering to herself: "Scum...scum...
You are finally back..."
A string of water drops fell down and soaked on the warm arm. When her arms tightened, her body hurt. She suddenly woke up and struggled suddenly, but was trapped and unable to move.
She thought it was a nightmare, commonly known as ghosts, and people were often awake, but they could not move no matter how hard they were.
She was shocked, but soon her body became weak and her big hands had already loosened.
In a daze, she noticed the heat around her: a strong hormonal smell, a strong masculine smell. When she struggled, the smell faded, adapted to the dark eyes and could see the opposite side standing.
tall figure.
"You...who are you?"
He did not answer.
She suddenly understood something and shut up immediately. This is not a scumbag—not—the scumbag was locked in the darkness of herself, and he was taking the initiative to walk in—
What we can control is ours; but never hope for what we cannot control.