Liu Xiaocao was shocked to see her brother. It had only been a little over a month since he went from the detention center to the prison, so how could her brother have become so thin?

"Brother, what's wrong? Are you hungry?"

All the initial resentment vanished, leaving only heartache.

"I'm fine, I'm in good spirits."

Inside the meeting room, Liu Dabao and Liu Xiaocao sat facing each other.

"Mom brought you clothes for the changing season, and some braised pork. Have some."

"Don't send anything next time. There are clothes and food in prison. Save the meat for Mom and Dad. They're getting old and they're still worrying about me. I'm so sorry."

"Brother, since it's already happened, let's accept reality. You should reform yourself and atone for your mistakes. We'll wait for you to come out." As she spoke, Xiaocao's eyes reddened.

Eight years have passed, and my parents' health has deteriorated. I don't know if they can wait another eight years.

"Little Grass, how are you and your boyfriend doing?"

"Okay, that's good. Don't worry about us."

"That's good. My life is hopeless. If it affects your marriage, I'll feel even more guilty."

After Liu Dabao's incident, Xiaocao's boyfriend broke up with her immediately, without reason or hesitation.

Xiao Cao thought of Yang Zheng again. Although her parents shouldn't have let him plead for her, he was still her brother's friend. After the incident, he disappeared without a trace.

"Brother, sister-in-law...she's gone."

"They're gone, they're gone. What kind of couples go through thick and thin together? Damn, all I want is for my parents to be well. You take good care of them for me."

"Okay, brother, take care of yourself, you're too thin."

There was still so much to say, but it was time for visiting hours, and the guard called out, "Visiting time is over. 1060, return to your cell."

Liu Dabao stood up. A large bag of things was being carried by a guard, and it needed to be checked before it could be returned to Liu Dabao.

"elder brother……"

Liu Xiaocao was overcome with grief. Her brother, who had once been her pride, was now a prisoner.

Back in his cell, several burly prisoners surrounded Liu Dabao and asked, "Where's your cigarette?"

"I... my sister didn't bring it," Liu Dabao said, trembling.

It wasn't that Liu Xiaocao didn't bring it; it's that he didn't mention it at all.

A pack of cigarettes costs several yuan, and they want ten packs. Where are Mom and Dad going to get so much money?

"Didn't bring it? Okay, good thing you didn't bring it."

A menacing man stepped on Liu Dabao, who screamed in pain.

"You son of a bitch, you can't even afford a few packs of cigarettes, and you expect to have a good life in jail? Beat him up..."

Just as the henchmen were about to make their move, a prison guard shouted, "What are you doing? Want to be put in solitary confinement? Liu Dabao, your things have been checked, take them inside."

The prison guard opened the door, threw the package into the cell, and turned to leave.

The menacing man opened the package and found a jar of braised pork. He tried a piece, found it quite tasty, and ate a few more pieces. He then handed the jar to the others, saying, "Here, everyone have a few pieces."

The whole pot of braised pork was devoured, and Liu Dabao didn't get to eat a single piece.

"Hey, they even sewed new underwear. Perfect, I can wear them too."

Continuing to search, they found twenty yuan in the pocket of the clothes, which the menacing man accepted with a smile.

"Alright, the underwear's been delivered, stop hitting me, go back to your own bed."

Twenty yuan, a can of braised pork, and a few pairs of underwear secured Liu Dabao's temporary safety.

Liu Dabao climbed onto his bed and sat there like a fool. Karma, it's all karma.

Liu Dabao's love for Kong Xiange was quite accidental.

Kong Xiange was working on the blackboard newspaper at the entrance of the office building. Because the blackboard was too high, Kong Xiange stood on a stool. She turned around and lost her footing. Just as she fell, Liu Dabao, who was passing by, caught her.

Kong Xiange politely said thank you, without even asking his name, and Liu Dabao fell hopelessly in love with her.

The faint scent of face cream, her charming smile, and her slender, supple waist captivated Liu Dabao.

From then on, Liu Dabao secretly kept an eye on Kong Xiange: Where did she live? Who was she closest to? What did she like to eat? What color clothes did she like to wear?

Liu Dabao knew everything. At the same time, he also learned that Kong Xiange was passionately in love with Lu Han, the talented man in the factory.

Liu Dabao hated Lu Han so much that he wanted to grind his teeth, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

He followed Kong Qiange, watching her laugh and jump.

On one hand, she hated Kong Xiange. There were so many men in the machine factory, why did she have to like Lu Han, who ignored her? Was she that despicable?

Tormented by a mix of love and hate, Liu Dabao was driven mad.

Every night, Liu Dabao hated Kong Xiange, but during the day, a glimpse of her from afar would quickly dispel his hatred.

Until that day, when he heard that Kong Xiange and Lu Han had a fight in the dormitory, Liu Dabao rushed to the dormitory building without hesitation. He did not see Kong Xiange, but saw Yang Zheng rushing downstairs.

Only after asking did I learn that Lu Han had shown me the love letter Kong Xiange had written to him, and Kong Xiange was so ashamed that she ran away.

Yang Zheng wanted Liu Dabao to help him search, and Liu Dabao agreed without hesitation, volunteering to go to the west.

Kong Xiange lived near the Second Middle School. Whenever she encountered trouble, she liked to sit quietly by the small river next to the school.

As expected, Liu Dabao found Kong Xiange by the river. She was sitting on the grass, burying her head and crying.

"Kong Qiange..." Liu Dabao called out with heartache.

Kong Xiange turned her head sharply, asking in terror, "Who...who are you?"

"I'm your colleague Liu Dabao. That time you were working on the blackboard newspaper, you almost fell down, and I caught you," Liu Dabao said humbly.

"Oh, it's you. I'm going home now."

Faced with a strange man, Kong Xiange didn't want to get entangled and got up to go home.

"Kong Xiange, I know about you and Lu Han... If you're upset, just cry," Liu Dabao said gently, stopping Kong Xiange.

"It's going to rain, I have to go home, thank you," Kong Xiange said coldly, and turned to leave.

Liu Dabao grabbed her arm and said urgently, "Kong Xiange, you're beautiful and gentle. All the young workers in our factory like you. Why would you demean yourself for a man who doesn't like you?"

"Let go, that's my business, it's none of your concern."

Kong Xiange struggled to break free from Liu Dabao, slapping her sleeves in disgust.

"You...you dislike me that much? Actually, I've liked you for a long time."

Liu Dabao nervously clutched the hem of his clothes as he confessed his feelings.

"Are you crazy? I like Lu Han. I'd be willing to be a moth to a flame for him. He's handsome and talented. Who do you think you are? Don't you even look in the mirror? Is Kong Xiange so unwanted that you'd even accept a beggar? Get out, get out of here!" Kong Xiange shouted defiantly.

"What makes you so noble? You're just a whore!" Liu Dabao retorted angrily, uttering vile words.

"What did you say? Whether I'm a whore or not is none of your business. Even if you kill me, I'd never like a toad like you."

Kong Xiange roared and turned to leave, but Liu Dabao easily grabbed her arm.

"Alright, today, this toad of mine will have a taste of swan meat."

After saying that, he began to tear at Kong Xiange's clothes. Thunder, rain, and wind rose, playing a mournful melody for Kong Xiange.

She cried out and wailed, and thunder and lightning illuminated the night as if it were daytime. Kong Xiange saw a hideous demon, like a sharp knife, tearing her soul apart piece by piece.

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