Love You Forever - Chapter 297 Wait

Fu Jing wiped away my tears. After I said that, he agreed.

From then on, I began to worry about Fu Jing’s progress day by day. Life in prison was not easy, but it was not sad. I had money in my hands and was considered rich here. I think everyone in the world wanted to be rich.

Maybe I look quieter and don’t have any anger on me. Many people like to talk to me, especially the older ones. They like to tell me about the past and treat me like a little girl, teaching me the truth of life.

No one knew that my heart was as old as theirs.

Every time the few leisure moments of the day came, I would chat with my roommates. Xiumei was also more gentle at this time, and would not stop us from talking, but would chat with us. But she mentioned very few things, except for the dead husband who betrayed her.

“Xiao Qing, your husband seems to have a good head. He should think of a way to get you out as soon as possible.” Xiumei asked me. There was a piece of wood in my mouth that looked like it was stuck between my teeth.

I shook my head. “So what if you have a head and a face and money? Who is not a grandson before the law?”

“That’s right.” Xiumei chuckled. “Then you just stay here and be honest. In fact, you’ve been here for a long time. It’s the same everywhere.”

“But I want to go out and miss the people outside.” I caressed my growing belly.

When Xiumei sees me like this, he will also talk about her pregnancy. At that time, her dead husband still loved her and treated her well. He could buy whatever he wanted. His salary was average, but as long as it was xiumei’s request, he would buy it with all his money.

She moved over from the bedside to me and pressed her ear against my belly. “The little guy is quite considerate of his mother. Unlike our skinny kid, he always kicks me.”

I chuckled. “I wasn’t very honest in my last baby, but this child must be very sensible.”

Xiumei fell into yearning and longing. “I don’t know if I’m out. The child doesn’t recognize me.”

“I’ll remember.”

My roommate told me that elder sister Xiumei’s sentence had been reduced and that he would be released soon. The people in this room were very angry with her, but they all wished her well when they knew she was going out, and the room fell into a peaceful atmosphere that had never been before.

Lian Sao said he was lucky for me and that I was a lucky man.

Hopefully, Fu Jing’s side will be smooth, and I can get out as soon as possible.

“Little scar, what have you done? When can you go out?” Xiumei offered to talk to the new woman.

Little scar had a name. It was hard to pronounce. One word was considered a rare word. Everyone was too lazy to pronounce it, so they simply called her little scar.

“Murder, death, one year’s probation.” Her voice was low and hoarse, as if she had been smoked.

“You’re not the only one who killed people here. Who did you kill and how?” Xiumei laughed and laughed as he blurted out the harsh question.

Everyone of us came in after committing a crime. Many of us did not commit an intentional crime, but had to do so in that situation. It was undoubtedly a cruel thing when others joked and teased them about the crime.

I wanted to interrupt Xiumei’s question, but little scar had already said, “Kill my husband’s lover, with a knife.”

I’m not surprised. I’ve heard a lot of things here, and my mental endurance has become stronger.

“Well, what about your husband? Did you let him go?” Xiumei exclaimed, admiring little scar’s behavior.

The little scar lowered his head and covered her face with her hair hanging down from both sides. “I can’t bear to do anything to him, but I don’t think he’ll ever cheat again.”

“But you put your life on the line, is it worth it?” I asked before Xiumei spoke.

Little scar glanced at me. It was so faint that the leaves fell onto the page and were brushed away. There was no trace of it. In a trance, I thought she didn’t even look at me.

“It’s not worth it. It’s just whether I want to do it or not.”

From this night on, Xiumei gave special treatment to little scar. Little scar looked very weak. She didn’t ask little scar to give her delicious food, do her work, and let others help her share.

But I don’t care. This seemingly harmonious relationship lasted for several days, until one day little scar angered Xiumei.

“You think you’re a human being just because I give you some face? Lick it clean!” Xiumei slapped the table and shouted in a low voice, because there were police officers looking at us not far away.

It was lunchtime, and Xiumei gave a piece of meat to little scar, who said he was not used to eating what others touched. He picked the meat out of the bowl and put it on the table. It was this action that made Xiumei feel bad.

Little scar remained silent and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.

Xiumei raised her hand and overturned her bowl. The rice grains fell on the little scar’s face. Everyone’s breathing stopped and there were gasps.

I’ll let you lick it clean! Are you deaf?” Xiumei raised his voice.

I had been hoping that the police not far away would come and stop this from worsening, but the two women turned a blind eye to what was happening here.

“Elder sister Xiumei…” I was just about to persuade.

Xiumei shouted at me coldly, “Chen Qing, shut up.”

Little scar sat down and gently brushed off the rice grains stuck to his face. “I won’t lick them.”

Xiumei grabbed her collar and called me. Everyone in the room except me went up and punched little scar. About five minutes later, the prison guard came to stop her. The little scar was beaten so hard that she couldn’t get up. The prison guard helped her up.

There was nothing to deal with or pursue this matter. The prison guards had a headache when they saw us prisoners. They were eager to do one less thing. How could they handle such a small matter as a fight according to the procedure?

I thought if someone had dealt with it, the tragedy wouldn’t have happened.

After dinner, we went back to our respective rooms. Little scar was lying on the bed, and Xiumei was still swearing and swearing. Little scar didn’t show any signs of counterattack, so silent that I felt that this person didn’t exist.

Two days later, little scar could get out of bed and walk. During this time, she did not eat a mouthful of food and drink a mouthful of water. No one dared to help her.

Who told us to be afraid of Xiumei, afraid that she would hit someone? No one in this room could beat her.

Little scar hasn’t spoken since that incident, except for the roll call.

At noon that day, Xiumei put the food in front of little scar. She didn’t move. Xiumei smiled and clasped the bowl on the table, ordering the people in the same room, including me, to forcefully stuff the food into little scar’s mouth.

I waved my hand. “Elder sister Xiumei, I feel a little uncomfortable. I’m afraid she’ll struggle to hurt my child. I won’t go.”

“No! Do it all for me!” Xiumei said firmly.