A love affair with a rose in prison

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Zhang Ya was thrown onto the bed by Peng Chuanwei, and she struggled incessantly. Peng Chuanwei wondered if he should use a more forceful approach with this fiery woman. After all, Zhang Ya was still a virgin; unmarried, she was a virgin. Although the definition of "virgin" varied, it was perfectly applicable to Zhang Ya.
"Chairman, how can you be so shameless?"
Zhang Ya said desperately. "You're older than my father. And you... are you even human? You have a daughter too, would you do this with her?"
Zhang Ya's righteous indignation made Peng Chuanwei feel utterly ashamed. He no longer had the mood for flirting. Indeed, he had a daughter, several years older than Zhang Ya, and already married. How could he do such a thing with a girl his daughter's age? He shouldn't even have such a thought.
"You can leave now,"
Peng Chuanwei said dejectedly. He had failed miserably in front of Zhang Ya.
Zhang Ya looked at this man who used to frequently rub oil on women, yet she had defeated him with just a few words, and felt an immense sense of satisfaction.
Zhang Ya swayed away in her high heels, leaving Peng Chuanwei with a lingering fragrance that only intensified his sorrow.
Tao Ming began dealing with lawyers. Because Hua Juan's case had reached the court, Tao Ming grew anxious, calling Sheng Su every few days, urging him to go to the detention center to interrogate Hua Juan. Sheng Su always said there was no rush, that it hadn't reached that stage yet, and on the phone he always sounded confident, "I've handled countless cases, what don't I understand?
" “You don’t need to rush me. I’ll handle everything myself. I’m more professional than you in that regard.”
“What time is it? I hired a lawyer so early so you could see my lover sooner, to understand her life and health.”
“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine inside,”
Shengsu said. “Besides, even if something happens, what can you do? What help can you offer? My job is to get her out, not to worry about whether she’s alright right now.”
“Huajuan’s case is already in court, and the trial is about to start,”
Tao Ming said angrily. “You, the lawyer, are still nowhere to be seen. Do you even know the details of the case?”
“I know when I’ll see Huajuan,”
Shengsu said impatiently. “I don’t need you to tell me.”
Shengsu hung up the phone, making Tao Ming very angry.
Recently, all of Tao Ming’s attention had been focused on Huajuan’s trial, which was crucial to her life, the most critical step in her life. The outcome hinges on these next few days. He wanted to ask friends to smooth things over, but now, in his current state of destitution, how could he possibly have the face to do so? He didn't even have the money to treat a friend to a meal. Before, friends would invite him every day, indulging in feasts and revelry; now, it was all cold and indifferent—a true testament to the fickleness of human nature.
Tao Ming wasn't going to work anymore; he was afraid of missing a call while down in the mine, as cell phones weren't allowed. Missing a call would determine Hua Juan's fate.
Finally, Tao Ming received a call from his lawyer, Sheng Su, informing him of his successful case. This overjoyed him.
"I'm going to the detention center in a bit, are you coming?"
Sheng Su asked on the phone.
"Yes, of course I'm coming,"
Tao Ming replied.
"Then take a taxi over,"
Sheng Su said.
"Okay."
Tao Ming took a taxi to the law firm. Upon seeing Sheng Su, he asked, "Can I see Hua Juan?"
"No,"
Sheng Su said to a neatly dressed young lawyer. "Let's go."
Tao Ming didn't ask any more questions and followed Sheng Su and the others to the detention center by taxi. Of course, Tao Ming paid for the taxi fare. Once there, Sheng Su told Tao Ming to wait outside
while he and the young lawyer went in to complete the formalities and see their client. Just as Sheng Su was about to enter the detention center, Tao Ming stopped him. "Lawyer, could you let Hua Juan call me?"
Tao Ming asked.
"No," Sheng
Su said firmly. "I will defend her well, but I can't break the rules. Don't worry, I'll tell you about her situation."
Sheng Su and the others went into the detention center. Tao Ming waited anxiously outside, constantly checking his phone for calls, afraid he might miss one. He was still hoping for Hua Juan's call.
Hua Juan had been in the detention center for over six months. She had gotten used to everything there. She was no longer bullied and had even developed a close relationship with the cell leader, Zhang Meiyun.
That day, Hua Juan was meditating in her cell. The cell was unusually quiet during her meditation; no one dared to utter a sound. This was called "reflecting on one's mistakes in seclusion.
" Suddenly, the iron gate to the cell was opened by a prison guard. "Hua Juan, come out! Your lawyer is here."
Hua Juan was very excited to hear her lawyer had arrived. A few days ago, she had received the indictment, which had been discussed in the cell.
Cell leader Zhang Meiyun said, "Hua Juan, based on the circumstances in the indictment, you are acting in self-defense. When a person's life is threatened, they can protect themselves. Find a good lawyer to defend you, and I think you can get out."
Cell leader Zhang Meiyun was a seasoned veteran and quite knowledgeable about the law.
"Really!"
Hua Juan looked at Zhang Meiyun excitedly. "That's great!"
"Hua Juan, it seems no one has found you a lawyer?"
Zhang Meiyun said…
Hua Juan immediately became depressed. Yes, who would find her a lawyer? Lawyers are so expensive these days. Could Tao Ming afford it? He was already bankrupt; how could he afford a lawyer for her? Thinking of this, Hua Juan fell into depression again.
The prison guard said her lawyer had come to see her, which surprised Hua Juan, then filled her with joy. She happily followed the guard out of her cell. Hua Juan was led to the interrogation room.
Two men were sitting there; they were Hua Juan's lawyers.
"You two can talk,"
the guard said. "Hua Juan, they are your lawyers
." "Oh,"
Hua Juan nodded
. "Please sit down, Hua Juan
," Sheng Su said. "I'm acting as your lawyer on behalf of your family. Do you have any questions?"
"No,"
Hua Juan said.
"Then sign here."
Sheng Su handed her a printed document and a pen.
Hua Juan signed in the designated place, officially acknowledging Sheng Su as her lawyer.
"Attorney Sheng, may I ask who hired my lawyer?"
Hua Juan asked. Sheng
Su looked at Hua Juan in surprise. "You don't know? Tao Ming."
"I know, but I want to confirm,"
Hua Juan said. "How is Tao Ming?"
"He's just outside,"
Sheng Su said.
"Really?"
"I want to see him," Hua Juan said.
She sat on a small stool in front of the interrogation table, wearing a yellow vest and the slippers from her cell. She kept peering through the thin iron bars of the window.
"You can't see him,"
Sheng Su said. "He's outside the detention center; they won't let him in."
Hua Juan lowered her head in disappointment.
"I'm your lawyer. You can tell me anything. Do you smoke?"
Sheng Su offered her a cigarette.
Hua Juan didn't smoke, but for some reason, she accepted it. She took a puff, which made her cough.
Then, the lawyer, Sheng Su, inquired about the events of the day of the incident. He took her statement, and the young lawyer had completed his mission. He asked Hua Juan if she had anything to convey to Tao Ming.
Hua Juan had a thousand words to say but didn't know how to begin. Finally, she watched helplessly as her lawyer disappeared from her sight. She was led into her cell by the prison guards.
"What did the lawyer say?"
As soon as Hua Juan sat down on her makeshift bed, the cell leader, Zhang Meiyun, approached her with concern.
Hua Juan suddenly realized she hadn't told the lawyer anything. She had intended for the lawyer to convey her longing for Tao Ming, but when she faced him, she hadn't uttered a single word. She was filled with regret.
"Sister Zhang, I got so excited that I didn't have the lawyer convey my feelings to my boyfriend,"
Hua Juan said regretfully.
"It's alright, just prepare for the court hearing,"
said cell leader Zhang Meiyun. "I think it'll be soon."
"What should I say in court?"
Hua Juan asked anxiously.
"The judge will interrogate you,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "Just say what they say during the interrogation."
"Hua Juan, I'll lend you my new dress for your court hearing,"
cell leader Zhang Meiyun said.
"Thank you, Sister Zhang, I have clothes,"
Hua Juan said politely.
"You have to dress up for court," Zhang Meiyun said, "to symbolize a new beginning."
"Is that so?"
Hua Juan asked.
"Of course,"
cell leader Zhang Meiyun said. "It's to ward off bad luck with new clothes."
"Thank you for your guidance, Sister Zhang,"
Hua Juan said.
"Don't be so polite with me."
Zhang Meiyun rolled her eyes at her. "If you keep being polite, I won't talk to you anymore."
Hua Juan didn't wear Zhang Meiyun's clothes to the court hearing. Instead, a few days before her hearing, Tao Ming brought her brand new clothes, including underwear, which moved Hua Juan to tears.
Tao Ming waited outside the detention center until Sheng Su and his family came out.
"How did it go? Did Hua Juan say anything?"
Tao Ming asked anxiously.
"No,"
Sheng Su's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. "How could she not say anything?"
Immediately afterward, Tao Ming received a call from the court, discussing compensation for the victim. Tao Ming went to the court and met the judge presiding over Hua Juan's case.
"Are you Hua Juan's family member?"
the judge asked Tao Ming seriously. He didn't even offer Tao Ming a seat when he came in, which annoyed Tao Ming. "Yes,"
Tao Ming said.
"Do you want compensation?"
The judge was quite fat, with an arrogant demeanor.
"I want to,"
Tao Ming stammered, afraid to offend the judge because Hua Juan was still inside.
"Then pay the compensation in the next day or two,"
the judge instructed.
"How much?"
Tao Ming asked.
"The deceased's family wants 300,000,"
the judge said.
Tao Ming was shocked. Where was he going to get 300,000?
"This...this...isn't that too much?"
Tao Ming stammered. "Is it too much?" the judge shook his head.
"Not much
. Everything is going up in price now; this amount isn't much."
"I don't have that money,"
Tao Ming said. "I can't afford to pay the compensation."
"Then your relatives will be dealt with severely,"
the judge said. "You need to think about it carefully."
Tao Ming returned home dejectedly. 300,000 was an astronomical figure for him now. Before, 300,000 would have been a piece of cake for him, but things were different now. Where was he going to get 300,000? Borrowing from friends? In his current situation, who would dare lend him money? Besides, even if he did, how would he repay it? This was no small sum. Tao Ming fell into deep thought.
Hua Juan eagerly awaited the day of the trial. She longed for the outside world. She desperately wanted to take advantage of the trial to breathe some fresh air; for the people in the cell, fresh air was crucial.
Tao Ming was driven to desperation by the 300,000 yuan. The trial date drew closer, and Tao Ming's heart was being torn apart by this debt. Finally, he thought of Pang Ying, a thought that felt despicable. But he truly had no other choice; how could a hot-blooded man dare to ask a woman for money?
After a struggle, Tao Ming finally dialed Pang Ying's number.
"Tao Ming, why did you suddenly decide to call me today?"
Pang Ying asked reproachfully after the call connected.
Actually, Pang Ying had her reasons for asking. Recently, she had lost contact with Tao Ming. She had called him several times, wanting to meet him, but he had refused each time. So when Tao Ming called her, she started to accuse him of hurting her feelings, and so on—all very womanly topics.
"Are you free tonight?"
Tao Ming asked cautiously, holding the phone.
"I'm busy,"
Pang Ying said irritably.
Tao Ming knew Pang Ying was deliberately trying to annoy him. He quickly said, "Stop messing around, I really need to talk to you."
"Who's messing around with you?"
Pang Ying said. "You only contact me when you remember me, and ignore me when you don't. Who do you think you are, the emperor?"
"Pang Ying, I'm being serious,"
Tao Ming said patiently into the phone. "Find a place for us to meet tonight. I need to talk to you."
Tao Ming didn't have any money, so he couldn't arrange a meeting place with Pang Ying. It seems that being broke is a weakness, and that's absolutely true.
"Okay, wait for my call tonight,"
Pang Ying said. "I really don't want to see you."
“No, it’s settled,”
Tao Ming said.
For the rest of the long day, Tao Ming waited for Pang Ying’s call. He kept checking his phone, always ready to answer.
Pang Ying called before he got off work, inviting Tao Ming to meet at the Phoenix Restaurant. Tao Ming arrived as agreed.
“Tao Ming, why did you think of me today?”
Pang Ying asked after they sat down in the private room.
“Well, it’s like this,” Tao
Ming started to get straight to the point, but then thought it might be inappropriate, so he changed the subject, “I’ll talk to you in detail later.”
“What is it? Just say it,”
Pang Ying said frankly. “Come on, let me toast you.”
Tao Ming hurriedly picked up his glass and clinked it with Pang Ying’s. “Thank you,” he said
, then downed it in one gulp.
“Why are you being so polite with me?”
Pang Ying smiled faintly. “You must have something to tell me today. What is it? Just say it. I like things to be straightforward, no beating around the bush.”
“It’s like this,”
Tao Ming said. "Hua Juan's case is in court, and the trial is about to begin,"
Tao Ming said, taking a drag of his cigarette. "The black-headed family is demanding 300,000."
"Isn't that extortion? They have no right to do that!"
Pang Ying glared angrily. "They're trying to take advantage of me
." "Pang Ying, you know my situation,"
Tao Ming said obsequiously. "Where am I supposed to get 300,000?"
"You mean you want me to pay you 300,000?"
Pang Ying stared at Tao Ming.
"No, I want to borrow it from you,"
Tao Ming said with a forced smile. "I'll pay you back when I have it. I'm a very trustworthy person."
"When will you ever pay me back?"
Pang Ying rolled her eyes at Tao Ming. "What if we don't pay the 300,000?"
"Then Hua Juan will be sentenced,"
Tao Ming said anxiously. "If Hua really is sentenced, then everything is over for her. We have to save her!"
Pang Ying pondered, because this was no small matter; 300,000 was a significant sum for anyone.
“Pang Ying, don’t worry, I’ll definitely pay you back as long as I get the money back,”
Tao Ming said confidently. “I urgently need to get Hua Juan out of there. Every moment she stays there makes me anxious.”
“Let me think about it,”
Pang Ying said. “This is a big matter; we can’t make a decision so hastily.”
“You’d better hurry. The court is pressing us,”
Tao Ming said.
“I know,”
Pang Ying asked. “Tao Ming, I heard you went down the mine?”
“Who told you that?”
Tao Ming asked, puzzled.
“Were you working in the coal mine where Wu Dou was?”
Pang Ying asked.
“How did you know?”
Tao Ming asked, puzzled.
“Wu Dou said so. He said he saw you down there and that you’ve become a coal miner,”
Pang Ying said.
Pang Ying’s words reminded Tao Ming. One day, Wu Dou went down the mine to inspect the work, and Tao Ming accidentally ran into him. He saw that Wu Dou was wearing brand-new work clothes, a snow-white handkerchief around his neck, and a red safety helmet on his head, while the workers’ safety helmets were all black. Wu Dou's outstanding presence in the mine made the other workers extremely envious. Tao Ming hurriedly hid when he saw Wu Dou, but Wu Dou still saw him. Thinking of this, Tao Ming's face darkened. He didn't want Wu Dou to see him in such a destitute state.
"Tao Ming, what are your plans for the future?"
Pang Ying asked. "You can't plan to stay in the mine for the rest of your life, can you?"
"My biggest wish right now is to rescue Hua Juan. We'll talk about everything else later,"
Tao Ming said. "Because I can't do anything while Hua Juan is in there. I worry about her every day. Pang Ying, please lend me the money, I beg you."
"Okay,"
Pang Ying said sadly. "It seems you really care about Hua Juan. I really respect men like you who are so kind and compassionate."
"That's wonderful!"
Tao Ming impulsively picked up Pang Ying and kissed her beautiful cheek, making her cry out.
Hearing that Pang Ying was willing to lend him the 300,000 yuan, Tao Ming happily picked her up and showered her with passionate kisses, making Pang Ying cry out again.
Tao Ming delivered the compensation to the bank as scheduled and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was now just waiting for the court hearing.
Hua Juan had become increasingly anxious and disoriented since meeting with her lawyer. She didn't know if she would be able to get out. If she couldn't, she would face endless torment. Thinking of this, she felt a pang of sadness. "Hua Juan, you seem very troubled lately,"
Zhang Meiyun asked. "Are you worried about the court hearing?"
"Yes,"
Hua Juan nodded sadly. "What if I'm sentenced?"
"Even if you are, it won't be for many years,"
Zhang Meiyun comforted her. "Because your case is very minor."
"Sister, the indictment demands 300,000 yuan. Where am I going to get 300,000 yuan?"
Hua Juan became even more worried. "I have some money, but not enough for 300,000 yuan."
"Yes,"
Zhang Meiyun said, "who has that much money?"
"So I'm just waiting to be sentenced?"
Hua Juan said. "That's not necessarily true,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "Compensation is just a means. Even if you're guilty, compensation doesn't guarantee release, and even if you're innocent, not paying doesn't guarantee a conviction. Don't worry, I don't think you'll get a long sentence. Like me, isn't staying in the detention center good enough?"
"Sister, how many years were you sentenced to?"
Hua Juan asked. Actually, Hua Juan had been in the same cell with Zhang Meiyun for years and didn't know how many years Zhang Meiyun had been sentenced to.
"Those sentenced to less than three years stay in the detention center,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "Those sentenced to more than three years are sent away."
"I won't be sent away, will I?"
Hua Juan asked fearfully. "What's the point of living like this?"
"Think positively,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "Who told us to break the law? Don't worry, there's no mountain you can't climb. People can survive anywhere; that's what makes people extraordinary."
At this moment, the iron gate slammed open. "Yu Hong, come out. Today we're issuing you an indictment."
The prison guard stood sternly in front of the gate.
Yu Hong walked out of the cell with her head down. When Yu Hong reappeared in the cell, she looked even more unhappy, holding the indictment in her hand, her expression solemn.
"Is this bad?"
Zhang Meiyun asked.
Yu Hong handed the indictment to Zhang Meiyun. Zhang Meiyun looked at it and asked, "When is the trial?"
"Next Monday," Yu
Hong said sadly. "My departure from your country may not be far off."
"Don't say that,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "Maybe you won't..."
"Sister, don't say that,"
Yu Hong said, "I know what crime I've been charged with. I already know how it will be dealt with. It's just that people don't dare to admit the truth when they're about to die, they all cling to their last bit of luck and hope."
"Yu Hong, don't be like this, be optimistic,"
Zhang Meiyun said.
"Yes,"
the foreign woman also chimed in. "Since it's already like this, what's the point of caring?"
"Yu Hong, it's not as bad as you think," Hua Juan said, because Hua Juan had gleaned from the few words Yu Hong and Zhang Meiyun exchanged that Yu Hong was about to face misfortune.
“Hua Juan, I’m so sorry for what happened when you came in,”
Yu Hong said sadly. “I’m sorry for always thinking about you. If there’s an afterlife, I’ll make it up to you.”
Yu Hong’s words made Hua Juan’s eyes sting, and also cast a shadow over the atmosphere in the cell. Everyone was lamenting the impermanence of life and urging everyone to cherish it.
“Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore,”
Yu Hong forced a smile. “Let’s talk about something happier,”
“Yu Hong, what do you think of this dress?”
Zhang Meiyun took out her expensive dress, opened it, and showed it to her. “It’s wonderful.”
Yu Hong lovingly stroked the dress, pressing her cheek against it and rubbing it with affection. “It’s a masterpiece in terms of both feel and quality.”
“Try it on, see if it fits?”
Zhang Meiyun said.
“Why?”
Yu Hong asked, puzzled.
“I’m lending it to you for court,”
Zhang Meiyun said. “You’ll look beautiful in it.”
“Sister, I can’t accept this,”
Yu Hong declined.
"It's a loan, not a gift. Besides, you'll look shabby if you don't have nice clothes for the trial," Zhang Meiyun said. "The trial is a big event for everyone here, it'll be a grand affair, won't it?"
Yu Hong nodded repeatedly. On the day of Yu Hong's trial, all the women in the cell got up early. They all knew in their hearts that this was a send-off for Yu Hong, because she had taken two lives. Even if the law were lenient, she would still be executed. Everyone knew this, but no one wanted to bring it up.
Yu Hong wore Zhang Meiyun's dress, radiant and dazzling. She looked completely transformed.
Actually, Yu Hong was quite beautiful, tall and slender, a slim beauty whose entire being was defined by thinness.
Wearing Zhang Meiyun's dress made her even more sexy and charming, exuding allure.
"Yu Hong, you look even more beautiful in this dress,"
Hua Juan said.
The bright morning sunlight streamed into the cell. Since it was summer, it was already light at four in the morning. Everyone in the cell was up exceptionally early, silently bidding farewell to Yu Hong. Last night, Yu Hong had been given exceptionally good food; the guards had allowed her to eat as much as she wanted, without any limit. This foreshadowed her impending doom.
So everyone got up early today, looking at Yu Hong's beautiful face and lively personality. Hua Juan felt a pang of sorrow. Her
composure in the face of her final moments was truly admirable. But what bitterness must Yu Hong have felt inside? She could only force a smile.
"Sisters, we are all criminals,"
Yu Hong said. "My sins here are heavy, and I must leave early. Although we met by chance, and in this special environment, we've come to understand each other. I feel deeply sorry."
The cell fell silent as everyone listened quietly to Yu Hong's words. This was a final,
poignant confession from Yu Hong.
Hua Juan gazed at the graceful Yu Hong, wanting to say many things, yet unsure where to begin.
"Yu Hong, you look so beautiful today,"
Zhang Meiyun said.
"Really?"
Yu Hong smiled sweetly, saying, "Thank you for the compliment, sister."
Women love compliments, no matter where they are. They're always happy when praised.
"You're the star here today,"
Zhang Meiyun said.
"Yes,"
everyone echoed. They were all trying to comfort Yu Hong.
Time always flies by so quickly. After everyone had finished using the restroom in the morning, it was time for breakfast. "Yu Hong, what would you like to eat? You're getting a special pardon today,"
a prison guard appeared at the door. He was asking Yu Hong, but she didn't know what to eat. She couldn't eat anything now, her stomach filled with sorrow and longing. Although she couldn't eat anything good here, and there were so many things she wanted to eat, when she was actually given a choice, she lost all desire for food.
"Say something!"
the guard said, growing impatient. "Do you want it or not? This is your last right."
Last right? Yu Hong thought to herself, "Yes, now I'm so closely connected to my final moments. The best breakfast? "
Suddenly, she thought of her sisters in the cell. So she ordered a ton of delicious food, leaving the guards speechless.
"You have quite the appetite,"
a guard said. "So much?"
"I'm going to feast today
." Yu Hong smiled, a cold and aloof smile. "I'm going to eat all the food I need for the rest of my life today."
After breakfast, Yu Hong was surrounded by large portions of meat and fish. "Sisters, come on over! It's my treat today. You've all suffered for so long, let's have some meat today."
Everyone understood then that Yu Hong had ordered all this food to treat them. They looked at her with immense gratitude, but no one touched their chopsticks.
"Eat up! What are you all standing there for?"
Yu Hong said. "It'll be time to clean up soon."
The people remained standing; how could they possibly eat in a situation like this?
"You're all being disrespectful, aren't you?"
Yu Hong said. "Sit down."
The people obediently sat down. "Big sister, you go first."
Yu Hong actually placed a piece of braised pork in front of Zhang Meiyun.
Zhang Meiyun hurriedly took it, then passed it on to Hua Juan, Da Yangma, and so on. The people ate breakfast together in an atmosphere of profound sorrow.
"Sisters, do you think there's an afterlife?"
Yu Hong asked. "Can people be reincarnated after death?"
Yu Hong's question left everyone speechless, exchanging bewildered glances.
"Don't be silent,"
Yu Hong said. "Everyone, say something."
"There is an afterlife,"
Hua Juan said. "Yu Hong, don't worry, we'll still be good sisters in the next life."
"I hope so,"
Yu Hong said sadly. "It's a pity I didn't cherish my life in this one. It's so good to be alive, so good to be a free person. If there's an afterlife, I must live an honest and upright life."
"Yu Hong is right,"
Zhang Meiyun said. "We are all human beings; we must repent and start anew."
"Hua Juan, I shouldn't have punished you when you first came in,"
Yu Hong said repentantly. "I feel so sorry for you. Can you forgive me?"
"Yu Hong, what are you talking about?"
Hua Juan said. “That’s all in the past. Let bygones be bygones. Yu Hong, you’re a very good person.”
“Really? You don’t resent me?”
Yu Hong asked, seemingly incredulous.
“Yu Hong, you’re overthinking it,”
Hua Juan said. Actually, Hua Juan had resented Yu Hong at the time, but now, thinking about Yu Hong’s current situation, how could she still harbor resentment? Because Yu Hong was putting on her final performance.
“Don’t talk about that,”
Zhang Meiyun interjected. “Let’s talk about something else.”
Because Zhang Meiyun knew that Yu Hong didn’t have much time left, she wanted to cherish this precious time, but the more she cherished time, the faster it passed.
At this moment, the bell rang. It was the bell for morning meditation. The women in the cell all sat up straight, including Yu Hong. At this moment, a prison guard patrolled outside the door. The room fell silent.
Hua Juan sat next to Yu Hong, her head aligned with Yu Hong’s. They were careful to sit in alignment.
No one was allowed to speak during meditation. Everyone had to sit upright. No whispering was allowed; this was a prison rule.
“Hua Juan, could you please go out and give this letter I wrote to my husband?”
Yu Hong whispered to Hua Juan. “Because your crimes here are the least serious, you're the only one who has a chance to get out.”
“Okay,”
Hua Juan said. “Give me the letter.”
“I hid the letter in your luggage,”
Yu Hong instructed. “My husband works at Feilong Paper Industry Co., Ltd., his name is Xu Qiang. Just give him the letter.”
“Yu Hong, don’t worry,”
Hua Juan said. “As long as I can get out, the first thing I’ll do is deliver this letter to you.”
“Thank you.”
Yu Hong smiled sadly. Very cold and beautiful.
At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded outside, rapid and powerful, each step seeming to pound on the hearts of all the women in the cell, making them tremble.
The footsteps were approaching, and everyone felt that something major was about to happen. They all wanted to stop it, but they were powerless.
“Clang!”
The iron gate was opened. A group of armed police and prison guards appeared at the door.
"Yu Hong, come out!"
the prison guard shouted, his voice booming. The force of his voice reverberated in everyone's ears, sending chills down their spines.
Yu Hong stood up, and all eyes in the cell turned to her.
She appeared calm, perhaps feigning composure, but outwardly she was indeed serene. But her heart was in turmoil. How many could face the final moments of their lives with such equanimity?
"Sisters, I'm going first,"
Yu Hong glanced at everyone, then gave a sorrowful smile, utterly heartbroken. The morning sunlight made her face appear even more radiant. "Big sister, thank you for your dress; it allows me to leave this world with dignity,"
Hua Juan said, tears streaming down her face. "Yu Hong…you're so beautiful…"
Hua Juan said, enduring the risk of punishment, because speaking was forbidden in the cell, especially when the guards were carrying prisoners.
"Quiet down,"
the guard said. The guard, unusually, was remarkably lenient towards this farewell in the cell. " Yu
Hong, you have five minutes,"
the prison guard said. "Get ready. Change your clothes."
The iron gate closed temporarily, because they were female prisoners, and the guards couldn't very well watch them change. Actually, Yu Hong had already changed her clothes; she was wearing Zhang Meiyun's dress. The reason she wanted to change was that she wanted to spend a little more time with her sisters in the cell, because this was a separation of life and death, a separation that would forever separate them.
"Yu Hong, take care,"
Zhang Meiyun said, tears streaming down her face.
"Sister, don't cry,"
Yu Hong raised her head, tossed her flowing long hair, and said with slightly red eyes, "Everyone has to go through this sooner or later, it's nothing, think positively. I don't care."
Hua Juan couldn't help but shed tears.
The people in the cell wept bitterly.
At this moment, the iron gate opened again, and armed police and prison guards, still carrying guns, appeared.
"Quiet down,"
the guards scolded. "Are you trying to rebel?"
The people in the cell gradually calmed down under the guards' reprimands.
"Yu Hong, are you ready?"
the prison guard said. "This is humane enough for you."
"Sisters, all good things must come to an end,"
Yu Hong smiled bitterly. "I really should go now. This time, I'm completely starting anew, becoming a good person."
Everyone in the cell fell silent, watching her silently, their hearts filled with a mixture of emotions.
"Time's up, Yu Hong, come out,"
the guard called.
Yu Hong raised her head again, tossing her flowing hair. Her face was gloomy as she walked out of the cell. Just as she was about to leave, she turned back and gave Hua Juan a deep, affectionate look, as if giving her some instructions. Her gaze held many things, only Hua Juan understood.
Yu Hong then glanced at everyone else, and then left with the prison guards and armed police. The cell suddenly felt cold and deserted.
Yu Hong was gone; she never came back. Every night, when Hua Juan thought of Yu Hong, Yu Hong's cold, beautiful face often flashed before her eyes.
Yu Hong's instructions to her were etched in her mind. That day, Yu Hong left. While sleeping, Hua Juan found the letter Yu Hong had asked her to deliver. She felt the letter was very heavy. It contained the true feelings of a once-unconventional person.
Hua Juan was determined to deliver this letter to Xu Qiang no matter what. If she could get out, the most important thing now was to preserve this letter. Preserving letters in the detention center was extremely difficult because guards frequently checked rooms and belongings. Hua Juan would hide the letter inside her body during these checks. Like someone who conceals drugs internally, she hid this precious letter inside her body, but she couldn't act as freely as someone who conceals drugs internally, because she feared that her bodily fluids would wet this precious keepsake containing Yu Hong's most sincere emotions.
This put Hua Juan in a dilemma. She didn't know where to hide the letter; if the guards took it, all her efforts would be in vain. So when the prison guards made their rounds, she had to use the letter as toilet paper, tucking it into her underwear, since bras weren't allowed in the detention center, and hiding the letter inside would have been much more convenient.
This letter tormented Hua Juan, driving her to distraction; she was determined to get it to Xu Qiang, no matter the cost.
Just as Hua Juan was frantically trying to figure out what to do with the letter, the prison guards arrived.
"Hua Juan, your lawyer is coming to question you."
The guard opened the iron gate to her cell. "Come out."
Hua Juan's heart suddenly brightened. The trial she had been waiting for might be approaching.

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