[Quick Transmigration] Seduce the villain plan

He was wearing a white-washed blue and white striped prison uniform, and had a haircut that was not longer than a finger as stipulated in the prison regulations. Even so, it could not conceal his handsome appearance.Years of hard work and exposure to the sun and rain did not make him dark and rough. On the contrary, his skin became a healthy wheat color.He seemed to have a bit of foreign blood, and his slightly deep and childish face revealed a sense of innocence and innocence, but his eyes seemed to have completely lost their luster, like stagnant water that was calm and swollen and smelly.

Gu Yiling's heart twitched suddenly because of these eyes. He tried to make his expression and tone look natural, and said: "Prisoner No. 47, Ji Chuxing, get ready to have breakfast."

Ji Chuxing didn't even look at him, he just stared blankly at the only small window in the small cell that was sealed with iron bars.There is a little light from the small window, but there is nothing outside, just a place where prisoners work and move freely every day.After a long time, Ji Chuxing got out of bed and walked out of the cell.

The cafeteria was messy, and the prisoners who were full of swear words each took a plate and sat down. According to the seats chosen by the prisoners, we can basically see their status and power.

Breakfast is porridge with almost no rice grains, potatoes that are half-baked or even sprouting, and two pieces of toasted blackened expired bread.The prisoners swear at the pig food while devouring it. They all know that there is no right to be picky here. If they don't have enough food, they can't cope with a day's work.Occasionally, a few people sneaked through it secretly, selling food from outside, such as ham sausage, canned food, etc. These foods, which are very common outside, are more precious than gold inside the prison.

In the far corner of the cafeteria, Gu Yiling saw Ji Chuxing who was eating.He dipped the bread into the porridge and ate it mouthful with a blank expression. Then he snapped off the sprouted part of the potato with his hands and swallowed the rest into his stomach.

The way he ate did not look like a rude prisoner, but rather like an ordinary, thin, and elegant young man in the outside world, enjoying afternoon tea leisurely in the sunshine of his own backyard.Almost everyone looked at Ji Chuxing cautiously or blatantly, and some people already showed disgusting salivating expressions.

In the outside world, beautiful things are sought after and protected by others, but here, if they don't have enough strength, they can only suffer disaster, destruction and violence.The laws and morals of the outside world have no binding force on the people here.

After breakfast, the prisoners returned to their cells.

Ji Chuxing lifted up his trousers, revealing a small knife tied to his calf.He bought this knife for 100 yuan from a prisoner who resold goods, and he always carried it with him.

Holding the knife, he rolled up his sleeves. On his white arm, several ugly scars of different sizes like centipedes appeared impressively. Some of the scars had healed, while some of the scars had not been professionally treated, and the pink tender flesh inside Has turned out and began to speak pus.

It is not others who make these scars, but himself.

Life in the prison is day after day, and every day is no different from the previous day, and the concept of time becomes extremely indifferent here. 13 years is a long time, enough for you to do a lot of things you want to do but have not done, enough for you to be full of expectations for life, but here, 13 years is just a number, he lives a life that can see the end at a glance, depressed and numb Like a piece of rotten wood, only physical pain can bring him some joy of being alive.

The sharp blade had already pressed against the skin, Ji Chuxing glanced at the door inadvertently, and saw a person looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.He hurriedly hid the knife under the pillow, sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked at him warily.

It is not allowed to hide any offensive tools in the prison. If the prison guards find the hidden knives, not only will the knives be confiscated, but they may also be severely beaten.Sometimes there is no reason for violence. Maybe you just have anger to vent, and the victim of violence is in a weak position and has nowhere to appeal.

Ji Chuxing was very sure that the person in front of him must have seen him holding the knife, and he was just subconsciously hiding the knife.His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't know what the new guard was going to do to him.

But the man just held out his hand and put his arm through the railing.It was a pair of very beautiful hands, with slender fingers and distinct bones, and the pale pink nails were trimmed into rounded arcs, looking clean, just like his own.There was something wrapped in black paper in his palm, and Ji Chuxing looked at it for a long time before he recognized it as a piece of chocolate.

Gu Yiling smiled softly, and her tone was extremely soft, "Take it."

He was born good-looking, the maturity of a middle-aged man and the majesty of a policeman are perfectly blended together. He doesn't often smile, but when he smiles, he is like a gentle and reliable big brother next door. You can rely on him, it is reassuring and warm.

Ji Chuxing didn't reach out his hand, he still looked at Gu Yiling warily, and didn't understand what the prison guard meant.

Gu Yiling seemed a little amused by his appearance, "You thought it was just for you? I gave it to everyone in this district. I've only been here for a few days, so you all have to be more honest. Don't cause trouble for me! If you cause trouble, I won't let you go!"

It was obviously a threatening sentence similar to other prison guards, but when it came out of his mouth, it had no deterrent effect at all. It was like a big brother next door educating his naughty sister, with a hint of helplessness and a smile on his lips. The taste of pampering.

Only then did Ji Chuxing start to look at the prison guard seriously.

He doesn't look like a prison guard at all, but like a star.Even in such a dirty, chaotic, and dark place, doing such a humble, ordinary, and ordinary job, he is like a shining star, illuminating this small piece of world.Looking at him, you will feel that it is a happy and dignified thing to work hard to make money and live with your own ability.

Ji Chuxing took the chocolate, and when he touched his warm palm, his fingers stiffened.He immediately withdrew his hand, held the chocolate tightly, bit his lower lip, seemed very uncomfortable, and after a long time, he finally uttered two words from his throat: "Thank you."

Gu Yiling smiled and said, "You're welcome." Then, she left the cell door.

After his back disappeared, Ji Chuxing lowered his head and looked at the deformed chocolate in his hand.

He hasn't said "thank you" for too long, and he has almost forgotten how to communicate with people normally, or in other words, he has never learned it.He has always been alone, from the orphanage to the society.Life has never given too many things, and he hardly said "thank you" to people.

But now, it was just a piece of chocolate, but it was like a cluster of small flames, dancing quietly in his cold heart.

Except for occasionally getting a piece of chocolate in the orphanage when he was a child, Ji Chuxing had never eaten chocolate.Later, when he was in prison, he naturally had no way to get this kind of snacks.This was the first time he ate chocolate in more than ten years. He opened the paper package and took a small bite. The melted chocolate covered the tip of his tongue, and the bitter and mellow taste immediately occupied the taste buds.

Ji Chuxing felt a little strange, it was obviously a sweet smell, but why did the pain like a blade cut through the skin also bring him the pleasure of being alive, but this pleasure is sweet, happy, and intoxicating.