Zhangshan Prison.
At night, snoring was heard in the fourteen-person prison. He Qianjian was awake, lying on the iron bed, his face alert and gloomy in the moonlight.
He had asked the prison guards for help many times before, wanting them to help contact Jiang Zhuo and his wife. Someone found out about it, and spread the rumor that he wanted to contact the He family. When Heige and his group heard the rumor, they immediately thought that he wanted to find outsiders to help solve the problems in prison, and they arrested him for questioning that night.
Naturally, He Qianjian could not admit it. To be honest, he wanted to find his biological parents. However, Heige and the others did not believe it. After teaching him a lesson, they probably were concerned about something and did not bother him for several days. Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief and quietly wait for news from Jiang Zhuo and his wife, a rumor came out from somewhere, saying that he was going to rely on the He family's connections to buy things in prison.
For such a big prison, there must be no shortage of people with backgrounds and sources of goods. Most of those people are ruthless. In order to protect their own interests, they monopolize the supply of the entire prison. No one knows how many people they have dealt with before. As soon as the news from He Qianjian came out, he was taken away for a good talk during the afternoon exercise.
From then on, He Qianjian's life became more and more difficult. Heige was only the boss of Room 14, while the one who monopolized suspicion could be said to be the invisible boss of the entire prison. He didn't need to give any orders, just a glance, and He Qianjian's injuries would never stop.
At first, everyone was still concerned about his identity as the eldest son of the He family. They didn't dare to really hit him, and at most they would give him a few bruises on his body. But as time passed, everyone found that no one from the He family or the Jiang family came here to visit him, and this concern disappeared.
He Qianjian wanted to turn over, which caused the wound on his leg to move, and he couldn't help but let out a hiss.
In the room filled with snoring, the soft cry was not loud because it was deliberately suppressed, but Heige, who was sleeping next to He Qianjian, heard it. Ever since He Qianjian offended the boss of the prison, Heige had He Qianjian moved to the bed next to his.
"Still asleep?"
The voice that made no secret of its purpose came closer to He Qianjian. A sour smell spread around He Qianjian as the person who was speaking opened his mouth. In the darkness, a hand slowly reached up.
He Qianjian couldn't help but screaming out because he didn't know where he touched. The man became even more excited and started to move him all over.
He Qianjian closed his eyes and did not move. After so long, he had become accustomed to what Brother Hei would do to him almost every night. Perhaps he still had some concerns. Although he did everything he could, he never reached the last step.
After being in prison for so long, He Qianjian is also a normal man. As early as the third year of junior high school, he had a girlfriend behind his family's back. Until he fell out with the He family, he had always had girlfriends behind his back. After so long, he had become impatient.
Although he also felt that Heige was disgusting at first, he got used to it over time, and even without looking at Heige's face, it was not that difficult to accept.
The rustling noise here attracted the attention of a short and thin man who was also awake not far away. He opened his eyes and looked over here, and saw that the bed was one person taller than the others. He sneered in his heart, and his eyes were full of resentment and pleasure.
Heige was happy and turned over and fell asleep immediately. He Qianjian pulled the quilt on his body and was about to move when he suddenly heard a familiar electronic sound in his mind.
He Qianjian's expression changed instantly. He jumped and heard snoring next to him. Then he realized where he was. He pulled the quilt tightly and did not move.
He held his breath and listened to the long-lost voice in his mind:
[——System reconnecting... 13%, 24%. 49%... Data missing, system severely damaged, reconnection failed...]
fail?
He Qianjian opened his eyes. How could he fail?
He immediately shouted in his mind: [System! System! Are you there?!]
The system did not answer, but the electronic voice sounded again: [——The system reconnected for the second time... 49%, 51%, 63%... Data is missing, the system has been severely damaged, and it needs to be reconnected again after restarting...]
All night long, He Qianjian listened to "System reconnecting for the Xth time" over and over again in his mind and did not sleep all night.
The prison had clearly arranged the time for the prisoners. After breakfast, He Qianjian had to go to the workshop with others to work. However, he had not slept the whole night before, and had suffered new and old injuries in the past few days, so he felt a little dizzy when he got up.
On the way to the workshop, He Qianjian walked at the end of the line of prisoners. With his pale face and chapped white mouth, he looked in a very bad mood.
Today happened to be the day when the prison guard on duty helped He Qianjian contact the Jiang family. When he saw He Qianjian's face and thought about when he had personally visited the Jiang family a few days ago and mentioned that he wanted them to go to the prison to see He Qianjian, the couple, who were always gentle and polite to strangers, suddenly changed their expressions, especially the hostess. The disgust in her eyes was so hard to conceal that even he, an outsider, could clearly feel it.
If his biological parents don't like it, then his adoptive parents won't want him? Thinking of He Qianjian's current situation, the prison guard couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him even though he knew that he had kidnapped the real eldest master of the He family. At that time, He Qianjian was just a high school student. He suddenly learned about his life experience and did wrong things due to his rebellious period and extremism. Although it was a bit excessive, it was not unforgivable. Both his biological parents and adoptive parents were not necessarily too cruel.
Thinking of this, the prison guard sighed softly and walked towards He Qianjian.
However, before he had taken a few steps, his arm was grabbed by someone. It was the senior who had previously talked to him about the juvenile delinquents' affairs.
The senior prison guard glanced in He Qianjian's direction and asked, "Where are you going?"
The prison guard still respected his seniors, so he stopped and replied, "I think No. 149 seems to be feeling unwell. I want to go over and check on him. If he is not feeling well, I will send him to the infirmary."
The senior prison guard frowned upon hearing this: "If he is not feeling well, he will report it himself. Why are you asking him?"
The prison guard felt uncomfortable when he heard these inhumane words and frowned: "Senior, He Qianjian is only in his early twenties, which is the best age. His family members, whether biological or adoptive, don't care about him. He is already pitiful enough. And you know that he has been beaten many times by others. I am going to take a look at him out of respect for the person in charge of the work."
The senior prison guard saw that he had a firm look in his eyes, full of concern and kindness for everyone. He wanted to just ignore it, but he was still disappointed: "How many times have I told you not to get involved in the affairs of these prisoners? You said He Qianjian is only in his early twenties, and you don't want to feel sorry for him because his father doesn't love his mother. Have you ever thought that he has enjoyed the life of a rich young master for more than ten years, which others may not be able to enjoy in their entire lives? Aren't those who have no parents since birth and have to do illegal things for a bite of food and not to starve to death more pitiful?"
The prison guard was stunned, and his voice was lower than before: "But he didn't want to do that... Even if he did something wrong, his adoptive parents won't forgive him, but his biological parents don't forgive him either, and they don't even come to see him. It's too much and too cold-blooded."
The senior prison guard saw his expression and knew what he was thinking. His tone was colder than before: "You only heard He Qianjian's one-sided statement. How can you be sure that it was the He family and his biological parents who were cold-blooded, and not He Qianjian who deserved it?"
"He's a young man in his early twenties, and he's doing..."
"You also said that he is a young man in his early twenties, not an underage child." The senior prison guard interrupted him and said in a deep voice: "You are changing shifts today. Don't be on duty here. Go to the visiting room."
The prison guard wanted to say something, but the senior had already turned and left.
He looked towards the direction of the workshop where there was no prisoner anymore, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and left from another exit.
…
Visiting room.
The two prison guards on duty were watching the news when suddenly the phone rang. One of them picked up the phone, hummed twice, and hung up, muttering, "Why is there someone visiting at this time..."
The other person looked up when he heard this: "Someone is coming?"
"It's said to be a young man." The prison guard stood up and walked to the door and opened it. He turned around and saw that the door leading to the prison was also opened. He was stunned for a moment and saw that it was a colleague who had just arrived. He asked curiously: "Zhou Yang? Why are you here?"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "The team leader asked me to be on duty here today."
"That's great." The prison guard said with a smile, "We haven't talked much yet. The news is on inside. You can go in and have a seat. If someone comes to visit, I'll take over and chat with you."
Zhou Yang nodded and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was pointing to seven o'clock. He was a little curious: "Is there anyone coming now?"
"I also said that this guy came early." The prison guard stuck his head out and looked outside. As he walked out, he said, "I don't know who he is here to see. If he comes now, it will delay the factory's work. I will go and pick him up."
Zhou Yang suddenly thought of He Qianjian, who looked unwell. He was a little worried and did not answer. He suddenly saw his colleague walking in with a strange young man. The two of them walked towards him while talking in a low voice.
"Mr. Jiang, these two are my colleagues. One is named Zhang and the other is named Zhou. They are both prison guards here. Usually, Xiao Zhang and I are on duty outside, while Xiao Zhou is in charge of the prisoners inside."
The prison guard introduced with a smile, and Zhou Yang realized that he had come out while watching the news broadcast inside.
He subconsciously glanced at the young man in front of him, and his eyes lit up. Then he became curious about who he was here to visit. At this age and with this kind of temperament and conversation, he didn't look like he would know the people in the prison.
Thinking of this, he asked, "Mr. Jiang, who are you here to visit?"
Jiang Chen curved his lips and said, "He Qianjian."
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