Chapter 48

Hell under hell

Water is the cleanest thing in the world, but it seems a little dirty under the dim light of the cell.

I held sister Xiang's fat feet carefully, for fear of another beating. Now my sick body can't bear such a beating.

I put her foot on the surface of the water. Unexpectedly, just when she touched the water, she kicked me on my chest and kicked me squatting to the ground.

"Damn, do you want to burn me to death?" She drew back her feet and looked at me viciously.

Her strength is very strong. I feel so painful that my bones are about to break. I cover my heart with one hand and support the ground with the other. I stand up, bear the pain, lift up the basin and walk to the place where I get the water again.

I was very careful to try the water with my hands, but Wen could not escape being kicked down.

"It's so cold?! Do you want to freeze me? " The fat woman is still alive

It was a disgusting expression, like looking at something dirty.

Without saying a word, I went to the tap again.

So back and forth two or three times, either too hot or too cold, I finally understand that she is using me to set up her own dignity, but I have to endure the weak.

It wasn't until she got tired of the game that she finally let me wash my feet.

I patiently and meticulously washed her, but also some thanks, she finally no longer noisy, it seems that life here, really put my character grinding very forbearance.

In the clattering sound of the water, I thought about it.

Sister Xiang took her feet out of my basin and motioned to me to wipe her feet.

I took a towel specially used to wipe her feet. Just as I was about to wipe her feet, she hid her feet for a while. "Use your face towel."

I was silent for a moment. I put down the towel in my hand and picked up the towel to wipe her face. I wiped her feet carefully.

All of a sudden, there was a painful sound in the cell. At the same time, I was kicked to the ground.

"Motherfucker, do you want to kill me?" Sister Xiang is furious

The voice of the voice in my head sounded, I looked at the hands of bloody towel, at a loss.

Red sister and a few people immediately to hold me, and a few people to Xiangjie hemostasis.

Someone snatched the towel from my hand, searched it, and took out a very thin blade.

"Sister Xiang, it's a blade. The bitch put the blade in the towel along the lines of the towel, which can hardly be seen by the naked eye, but it will bleed on the human body, and the wound is not small. "

As she said, although there was a towel on her ankle, the blood could not stop.

Pain stimulated sister Xiang, her eyes full of tyranny, "a group of fools, don't you go to ask the prison guard to stop bleeding for my mother!" Then she looked at me darkly, "new comer, you wait for me!"

I turned my head and looked at Koizumi. Her eyes were full of undisguised pride.

"I'd rather destroy what I can't wait for." I heard her words again in my mind, and her cruel expression when I said it. On her twisted face, the ugly birthmark was disgusting.

When Xiangjie spoke, someone called out to the prison guard. Maybe she really hated me. While waiting for the prison guard, she didn't forget to let me be raped.

Fists and feet merciless, fell on me, originally like the wind residual candle body more pain.

Among these people is Hong Jie, who has been beating me since the first time she met me.

And Koizumi, she hit me the hardest and the most vicious. She kicked me in the stomach and scolded me, "bitch! You son of a bitch! How dare you do such a thing

I know that she is just using this matter to vent her dissatisfaction and resentment.

My tears came out again. Every day here, I feel like I'm living in hell, beating, insulting, bullying, invading, and there's no day to let me go. No matter how hard I swallow, my injury has never been better.

The arrival of the c.o.s. stopped the beating, but because the dispute was due to

For me, and because I became popular, even though I was beaten. But he's also locked up.

Koizumi was the last to see Xiangjie to the doctor.

Beside me, she bent down and patted me on the cheek, with the pleasure of revenge, "Lin Huanyan, I said, you will regret it."

She stood up with a sneer and went out.

I lay on the ground and watched her figure leave the door.

I don't know why, but what I remember is the first day I came here. In the dark cell, someone helped me up and said with a smile, "sister, you look like a good girl from a decent family."

That was the first trust I gained here, and now, I began to doubt that perhaps the so-called trust was to get and possess in the first place.

The ground in the detention house is very cold. The cold air from the ground penetrates into my body and my heart.

If it is said that the cell is closed to the person who made a mistake, then the confinement of the cell

Room, closed is the wrong person again and again, is the prisoner of the prisoners.

Naturally, the conditions here will not be very good, even worse than the original cells.

It's a very small room. It's dark. In addition to a short door which is closed all the year round, there is only a small vent. Every day, the prison guards will pass food from here.

I was handcuffed and pushed into the room by the C.O.

Then the door closed and the last light was taken away. I seem to have been abandoned by the whole world.

There is a mouse crawling over my instep. I screamed and jumped. But no one cares about my fear, and no one will comfort my vulnerability.

I felt a deeper sense of fear and despair than being assaulted in a man's cell or beaten in a woman's cell.

Maybe people are social animals, and the fear of living alone in the dark is innate.

That night, I just shrank in the corner and cried all night.

People who are locked up don't need to go to the labor reform and ideological education class, my day is three meals a day and in a daze. Food will not be a good meal, water cabbage, black rice.

If you don't eat it all at once, put it on the ground, and then pick it up, you may find a mouse lying on the plate.

When I looked at the mouse, I felt a buzzing sound in my head. My hair stood up and I didn't dare to scream. Until the mouse jumped to the ground and ran away, I was still holding the plate and shaking all over.

I always thought the cell was hell, until now I know that the cell is a darker place under hell.