Chapter 1: Repentance
There are all good things in the world, there are many good obediences, but it is rare to seek a real word.
The loneliness of the world is full of tastes, in the sleepless night, recalling the happiness and sadness of the past. At a certain intersection, bumping into you again, deeply understanding the helplessness and emotion of the world.
Life is not satisfactory nine times out of ten. I used to have happiness because of a woman. I seem to have experienced love, there is love and hate and regret. My life was changed by meeting her and destroyed by her.
Life is hurried, like a white horse crossing the gap.
Before five o'clock in the morning, I woke up from a nightmare. I screamed loudly and jumped out of bed, calling for help: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, it's not that I want to kill you, it's Xiaoxue." "In the dream, I broke into the hut in the wind and rain, and Xiaoxue was desperately pressing her husband's neck. The dying man was still struggling, and I went up to help, covering his head with the quilt on the bed. The man slowly stopped struggling. Dead. The man's soul was out of the blue, and he stomped on me viciously, cursing in his mouth, but he couldn't hear the sound. I saw him stretch out his pale hand, trying to grab me. I screamed in fright and slammed into the cement wall as I backed off. The ghost was like a white mist, and it disappeared in an instant.
I opened my eyes and it was dark inside. Liu Neng, who was on duty, stood next to me and said, You have nightmares again? I nodded. At this time, I found that my underwear was soaked with fear and sweating. I slept on the floor, and underneath was a thin, simple bed made of cotton wool. The room was spread out word for word, and there were more than twenty such beds. The bed was asleep. I got up and walked outside the door, which was an iron gate with a square hole thirty centimeters square. Through the square hole, I saw an iron gate outside the door.
It occurred to me that I was not living in a dirty shed, nor in a neat and bright home, or certainly in a cheap hotel shop, but in a detention center under a high wall and under a closed window.
I killed people, to be precise, I assisted Xiaoxue in killing people.
I am a notorious murderer.
I'm wearing a yellow coat now.
I staggered back to bed and lay down, my head stiff. I smelled the stench of the prisoners in the detention room. I saw a hand-copied booklet next to the wet pillow on my bed. I opened the pamphlet and it contained the rules that the guard officer asked every detainee suspect to remember.
I lay in bed, thinking about how I got in. As a result, I had a terrible headache, as if someone was inserting a diamond knife into my skull and turning it vigorously, and a pain in my heart made me unable to think and calm down.
I propped myself up from my bed and looked around. Everyone is still sleeping, some snoring, and the sound is like the thunder of the old sow sleeping in the old pigsty; some people sleep very deeply, making a low snorting sound, maybe they are dreaming of it; there are also those who turn over and over, and it is estimated that the dream is worried about the free world outside.
Longquan Swordsman
May 10, 2021