Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

The police directly refused.

Yuan Ting knelt down for her, and the policeman remained unmoved. Yuan Ting was about to cry. She slowly returned to the prison and saw her roommate Zhu Cuiying returning. She was sitting on her iron bed with two books in her hands.

Yuan Ting glanced at the cover, scanned the name, and became stiff.

The title of the book is--

"Sweeper"

A scavenger, as the name suggests, is a person who defines himself as a scavenger and cleans up the garbage and animals for the world. Thinking of what those people said before, Yuan Ting's legs were soft.

Zhu Cuiying glanced at her, and asked her in a particularly puzzled way, "Sister, what are your legs shaking?"

Yuan Ting felt bitter and couldn't tell.

She shook her head and said, "No, nothing." Yuan Ting returned to her bed and sat down. She was lying with her back to Zhu Cuiying, and she felt flustered inexplicably when she heard Zhu Cuiying's book turning over. With a ghost in her heart, Yuan Ting turned around and fell asleep facing Zhu Cuiying.

The lights in the prison have been turned off, and there is a small window on the door of the dormitory. The light from the corridor is poured in. The room is not too dark, but Zhu Cuiying can read the words with the weak light and has good eyesight. Yuan Ting was lonely and sleepless this night, and when she closed her eyes, she could always see Zhu Cuiying holding a knife and looking at her blankly.

Yuan Ting woke up from a nightmare, and the sky was already bright.

Later, Yuan Ting went to the police and asked to change the dormitory, but without exception, they were refused. Yuan Ting knew that if this continued, she would be driven mad sooner or later.

After living so terribly for more than a week, Yuan Ting found that Zhu Cuiying's attitude towards herself was normal, and Yuan Ting's hanging heart was slightly let go. On this day, the weather was fine, and the prison arranged for a group of people to go out to work by accepting prisoners.

Yuan Ting and their building, six women were selected. Yuan Ting was not among them, but her roommate Zhu Cuiying was selected. At the noon when Zhu Cuiying was out to work, Yuan Ting slept quite peacefully. In the afternoon, she went to work in the workshop and heard other people talking about Zhu Cuiying. They were lucky enough to go out to work for two days.

Yuan Ting has heard before that criminals who behave well while serving their sentences are sometimes sent out to work. Being kept in a prison cage for a long time, being able to go out and get some air is naturally good. After listening to their conversation, Yuan Ting felt very depressed. She thought that she used to have a lavish and wonderful life, but now she has no freedom at all.

Yuan Ting has never done such hard work. She sits for a whole day. Every time she gets tired from get off work, her back is sore and she cannot rest immediately. She has to do ideological education and study...

All kinds of torture made Yuan Ting irritable and unwilling.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhu Cuiying and the others returned to prison unchanged.

Yuan Ting returned to the dormitory and slammed the door open. When she saw Zhu Cuiying, she was a little surprised. "Aying, are you back?" Yuan Ting is more than ten years older than Zhu Cuiying, calling her A Ying is in line with her identity.

Zhu Cuiying looked up at her and nodded coldly.

Although Zhu Cuiying is used to being a woman who doesn't speak much, but she is not as indifferent as she is now. Yuan Ting glanced at Zhu Cuiying suspiciously, always feeling that Zhu Cuiying seemed to be a little different when he went out. As long as she was thinking too much, Yuan Ting took a shower and lay on the bed, thinking about finding something to talk to Zhu Cuiying.

She asked Zhu Cuiying, "How many years have you been imprisoned?"

Zhu Cuiying answered coldly, "Eight years."

Yuan Ting wanted to ask her which year she would go out, only to remember that Zhu Cuiying was sentenced to life imprisonment, and she calmed down.

Zhu Cuiying also took off her clothes and lay down, covering her body with the quilt.

Yuan Ting stared at Zhu Cuiying's sleeping face, and gradually fell asleep. In the middle of the night, Yuan Ting suddenly felt something was wrong and woke up. She turned over, but saw a dark figure standing by the bed. And the man was staring at her with those black eyeballs, his eyes unchanged.

Think about it, in a closed house, you share a room with a perverted murderer. You wake up in the middle of the night, only to find that perverted murderer is staring at you, motionless. It's an individual, and it will probably be scared to death.

Yuan Ting screamed.

"what--"

The whole building was awakened by her screams.

Yuan Ting's movements are not slow, she bounces up like a rabbit and hides in the innermost part of the bed. Yuan Ting grabbed the quilt on her body and was frightened. She trembled and asked Zhu Cuiying, "You, what are you doing!"

When Yuan Ting spoke, she realized that her voice was broken.

Zhu Cuiying said blankly, "I just want to ask, do you have sanitary napkins? I'm here."

Yuan Ting: "..."

That's it?

Her pale face finally had some rosy rosy that a living person should have. Yuan Ting shook her head before saying, "I'm in my sixties, and I have returned long ago. I don't have that thing."

"Oh."

As soon as Zhu Cuiying sat down by her bed, the door of the dormitory was knocked, and outside the door, the prison police asked inquiries, "What's the matter with you, what's the trouble if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

Zhu Cuiying muttered, "No, I asked Sister Yuan if she had sanitary napkins. Sister Yuan was taken aback by me."

It was quiet outside, and the police said, "Come and get it with me."

Zhu Cuiying stood up slowly, opened the door, and walked out. After she went out, the policeman glanced at Yuan Ting again, and said in a weird manner, "Do too many bad things, this can also be scared, all day long, suspicious and suspicious..."

Yuan Ting had nowhere to say.

Obviously Zhu Cuiying, who stood silently beside her bed and scared in the middle of the night, was more terrifying, right?

But in a moment, Zhu Cuiying returned. After she came back, Yuan Ting had pretended to be asleep, but in fact she couldn't sleep at all. Yuan Ting dared to sleep when she heard Zhu Cuiying go to the toilet and lay down again to confirm that she was asleep. When she woke up the next morning, Yuan Ting was in a particularly bad spirit. She made frequent mistakes in doing things and was scolded several times.

The next night, Yuan Ting slept until midnight when she heard a faint calling.

The sound was like someone crying.

Hey, it's really scary in the middle of the night.

Yuan Ting thought it was her own delusion at first, so she turned over and slept drowsily, but she heard the sound again. This time, she heard the voice clearly, it was the cry of a woman, she was not only crying, but also talking.

"Hey, hey, hey, brother Han, save me, and brother Han, save me..."

After hearing what the man was saying, Yuan Ting was shocked and sat up from the bed. She screamed at the dim prison cell, "Who! Who is playing the mystery!"

No one answered Yuan Ting's words.

The room was quiet again, and the cry of crying disappeared.

Yuan Ting glanced at the bed next door in shock, only to see that Zhu Cuiying was also awakened by herself. Zhu Cuiying opened her eyes, looked at Yuan Ting indifferently, and asked her, "What are you calling again!"