Rongyu was naked, revealing a large area of fair skin. Fu Qianzhi took one look and immediately let go, covering her tightly with the quilt.
Rong Yu sat up directly, the quilt slipped off, revealing his snow-white shoulders. His hair was messy, and his tone was lazy: "I took a shower in your bathroom, but I couldn't find a change of clothes. I can't just leave like this."
Fu Qianzhi looked away unnaturally: "Who allowed you to take a shower in my bathroom?"
"Or I have to go without a shower for two days?" Rong Yu said in surprise, "I can't stand it."
The living conditions in Endless Prison are not that good. There are regulations on the time and amount of water supply. Prisoners usually wash their faces and feet in the morning and evening, and they have to keep some water for washing clothes. The bathhouse is open once every two weeks, and only then can you take a complete bath. Moreover, it is shared by a group of smelly men, and it is common to see prisoners peeing in the bath water.
Taking a bath twice a month, sharing a bath with a group of people. Rong Yu never thought about it.
Fu Qianzhi thought about Rong Yu taking a bath with a group of men... That was a bit embarrassing for him.
He knew the situation in the bathhouse. The prisoners, who were used to being suppressed, indulged themselves once every two weeks and looked for targets in the bathhouse. They would do it on the spot with anyone they liked. It was a gathering for debauchery. With that kind of look, even if others didn't dare to intrude due to their strength, there would definitely be no shortage of disgusting looks.
Thinking of those obscene gazes that would be cast on Rong Yu, Fu Qianzhi suddenly felt that it would be okay to let someone use the bathroom.
He also didn't like others staring at Rong Yu like that.
But this doesn't mean that Rong Yu can get into his bed without clothes. These are two different things.
"Why don't you have a change of clothes?" Fu Qianzhi asked, "The prison will give prisoners two sets of clothes. Where is your other set?"
Each prisoner is given two sets of prison uniforms to change into when he enters prison, and two new sets are given in the new year. Of course, this is not enough over the years, and you can only take a shower once every two weeks, so basically everyone in prison gets rotten and smelly together.
But Rongyu has only been here for two days, how could she not have clothes to change
Rong Yu: "If you wear one set yesterday and one set today, won't you be left with nothing to wear?"
The devil changes his clothes every day, and they are never the same.
Fu Qianzhi: "Can't you wear the outfit you changed out of yesterday?"
"How can you wear it if you haven't washed it?"
"Why didn't you wash it?"
Rong Yu said confidently: "Do I look like someone who can wash his own clothes?"
Fu Qianzhi: “…”
Indeed not.
"You're lazy and you're still right?"
"Why not? I just don't know how to wash clothes."
The conversation ended here and Fu Qianzhi walked away.
Five minutes later, Fu Qianzhi came back and threw a stack of new clothes on the bed: "Put on your clothes and go back to your room."
In front of Rongyu were ten identical sets of gray prison uniforms.
Rong Yu was unmoved: "No."
"… I've given you the clothes, what else do you want?"
"Ugly." Rong Yu was picky, "This color and style are too ugly. And this material, I feel it hurts my skin when I wear it. Feel the fabric, it's so rough and uncomfortable, can't you customize a few sets for me..."
"Ji Qingyu." Fu Qianzhi called his name, his patience gradually running out.
"This is prison clothing, not haute couture. This is Endless Prison, not your home. Enough is enough."
This is already a warning.
He can be indulgent to a certain extent, but indulgence and willfulness are too much.
Rong Yu looked up at him and said nothing more. She moved a pile of clothes aside, hid under the quilt, turned her back to him and continued to sleep.
"… "
Fu Qianzhi frowned: "Are you angry with me?"
Rongyu covered herself with the quilt and ignored him.
Fu Qianzhi found it unreasonable.
What right does he have to make trouble with him
He is not his.
Fu Qianzhi wanted to pull Rong Yu out, but when he thought that the young man might be naked under the quilt, he hesitated and stopped lifting the quilt.
He wanted to leave and sleep in another room, but he was unwilling to do so. This was his bedroom, and the other party had taken over his bedroom. Why should he give in
Fu Qianzhi was in a dilemma. After thinking it over, he simply went to bed, pulled half of the quilt over him and lay down, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.
There was a red carp pillow between the two of them. Although they were covering themselves with the same quilt, they kept to themselves.
Fortunately, the bed was big enough to fit it.
It's just a little embarrassing.
Thinking that the other person was not wearing anything under the quilt, Fu Qianzhi felt uncomfortable all over and didn't even dare to touch him.
Rong Yu didn't think there was anything wrong, but Fu Qianzhi's face turned red with embarrassment.
Fu Qianzhi couldn't help but ask, "Can't you put on some clothes?"
The bedroom was air-conditioned and set to a warm temperature, so I didn't feel cold. It was just... weird.
How come he has no sense of shame
Rong Yu said lightly: "We are all men, what do you care about?"
Fu Qianzhi said in a bad tone: "How long are you going to stay here with me?"
"Mr. Warden wants to kick me out?"
"You are quite self-aware."
"Then why didn't the warden do anything to me?"
"… "
"Mr. Warden clearly wants to sleep with me."
"Shut up and go to sleep!"
I thought that with someone else around me, I would have trouble sleeping at night.
Unexpectedly, Fu Qianzhi's sleep quality was better than ever that night and he fell into a deep sleep in the first half of the night.
A dreamless night.
Early in the morning, Fu Qianzhi turned over and felt that the red carp pillow had a much stronger effect. He hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.
The pillow also feels much softer than usual.
… that’s not right.
Fu Qianzhi opened his eyes.
That's not a pillow in your arms.
The poor red carp pillow lay on the ground with its eyes open, holding in its arms the arrogant young man who had violated all prison rules within two days of being imprisoned.
Rong Yu was sleeping soundly with her head resting on Fu Qianzhi's arm, eyes closed. Fu Qianzhi placed his other hand on the young man's waist, feeling the soft and delicate touch of his skin in his palm.
Fu Qianzhi's whole body stiffened for a moment and he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.
There was a pillow between them before they went to bed last night. How did they manage to hug each other?!
Fu Qianzhi wanted to pull back his other hand, but woke up Rongyu.
Rong Yu opened his eyelids for a moment, then drooped them again, and said vaguely, "Good morning, warden."
Fu Qianzhi checked the time. It was six o'clock in the morning.
It had been a long time since he woke up at this time. It had also been a long time since he went to bed as early as he did last night.
If there is any change... Fu Qianzhi's gaze fell on Rong Yu.
Could it be that he has the ability to help you sleep
"Ji Qingyu, wake up."
Rong Yu was too lazy to open his eyes and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
"You're pressing on my arm. I can't get up."
"Then just lie back down and take some more sleep."
Fu Qianzhi was silent.
The two people who had difficulty getting up reached a consensus, and Fu Qianzhi resigned himself to his fate and lay down to take a nap.
…
It was nine o'clock when I woke up again.
The two finally got up.
Rongyu yawned, threw back the quilt and got out of bed.
Fu Qianzhi saw Rong Yu's legs and his eyes changed slightly: "... Are you wearing pants?"
So what was his tangled imagination last night
Rong Yu was surprised and asked, "What else? I don't have the habit of sleeping naked."
"Or," he tilted his head, "the warden really wants me to not wear it."
Fu Qianzhi: “…”
The two men came out of the bedroom together, and the jailers who saw them along the way all looked at them with ambiguous eyes.
One night and one morning, the warden is really amazing.
It was obvious that Rong Yu would not work properly today. He stayed in the warden's office and asked Fu Qianzhi: "Mr. Warden, can I see the prisoner's file book?"
"What are you looking at that for?"
"I'm so bored that I have nothing to do."
Fu Qianzhi threw him the file book of ordinary prisoners. These were not top secret documents, and they were thick enough to pass a long time.
Rong Yu curled up on the sofa and flipped through the file book: "Thank you."
“You can actually say thank you.”
"Then I take it back."
"… "
The two of them stayed in the office, one working quietly while the other looked through files, and they got along surprisingly well.
When the jailer went to report, he felt that the two did not look like the warden and the prisoner who had just hooked up.
Like a loving couple who have been supporting each other for many years.
After discovering Rongyu's sleeping effect, Fu Qianzhi tacitly allowed Rongyu to enter his room and they slept on the same bed.
Cell No. 3 has been vacant for a long time, and Rongyu is almost inseparable from Fu Qianzhi.
It had long been rumored in the prison that the new arrival, No. 52, had slept with the warden. The warden liked her very much and had been partying with her every night.
In fact, the two of them were just chatting under the quilt, and at most they used it as a pillow to hug each other while sleeping, without crossing the line.
The red carp pillow was neglected after Rong Yu appeared. Fu Qianzhi felt that Rong Yu was more useful, and it was comfortable and warm to hug, and he never suffered from insomnia again.
Fu Qianzhi felt that he was just using her as a pillow for sleeping. He was not the kind of person who would take a prisoner to bed, nor was he the kind of person who would be easily tempted.
Even before he discovered that Rong Yu had the ability to soothe people, he had already treated her specially, but it was just out of inexplicable intuition. That intuition was not enough to make him decide to spend his life with someone.
… Anyway, that’s how Fu Qianzhi convinced himself. Rong Yu had clearly used him, and he would never admit that he fell in love first. If he did, he would lose.
Rong Yu didn't care at all about Fu Qianzhi's mental state. What the other party thought would not affect his eating and drinking well.
…
Rong Yu had little contact with the prisoners in the prison. He lived and ate with Fu Qianzhi, and he didn't need to work, so other prisoners had few opportunities to see him.
The less he shows up, the more jealous he becomes, and the more some people gossip about him behind his back.
They are both prisoners, so why should they suffer here while he can enjoy his vacation
Rong Yu did not show up on the Endless Prison's biweekly bathhouse open day.
The huge bathtub was packed with people. The strong ones showed off their chest and abdominal muscles and proud assets, while the thin and weak ones tried to hide themselves in the corner and finish the bath quickly.
Everyone knows that the so-called bath will eventually turn into a carnival feast. Many prisoners who are not strong enough are usually bullied by their cellmates, but at this time they will face a catastrophe.
Someone regretted: "What a pity, No. 52 didn't come again. I wanted to see what that pretty boy looked like. He made the warden linger on."
Another person laughed: "Isn't it normal that he didn't come? How could someone the warden likes share the bathhouse with us? He must have occupied the warden's bathtub and was played with by the warden in it."
This swear word quickly caused a group of people to laugh. A big man said "Pah", "He is lucky, he sleeps with the warden every day, a cheap ass! When the warden gets tired of playing with him, it will be our turn. I will play with him until his intestines fall out..."
He was so absorbed in his cursing that he didn't notice that the booing around him had stopped abruptly, and everyone was staring at the back of him with strange expressions.
The big man continued to curse: "Let him eat it again... Ugh! Gululu--"
A shoe sole stepped on his head and pushed him into the water mercilessly.
Rongyu stood by the bathtub, watching him struggle with a smile.
"The last people who said that to me were the guys in cell 17." Rong Yu stepped on his head. "Do you know why they didn't show up again?"
The seven people in cell 17... they haven't appeared for a long time.
Could it be he who did it
The prisoners looked confused and uncertain.
Yes, No. 52 is not only the one favored by the warden, but also the one who killed Koda...
Rong Yu retracted his foot and ordered a jailer who was following him: "Hold his head down and don't let him float up."
His tone remained unchanged, but it made people feel cold.
"Unless it's a floating corpse."
No one in the bathhouse dared to make a sound.
Rongyu walked around the bathhouse outside and entered the inner room.
There was already chaos inside, and the scene was unbearable to watch. A skinny boy with a pale face was forcibly dragged and forced by several big men - such weak boys were the easiest to be bullied in prison.
Rongyu raised his chin slightly, and the other prison guard who was following him received the signal and rescued the boy from the prisoners.
When the prisoners saw that it was the jailer, they immediately scattered and looked for other targets.
The young man lay by the bathtub, gasping for breath, his face pale.
Rong Yu looked down at him condescendingly: "Ivan?"
When Ivan saw Rongyu, his expression changed slightly, obviously recognizing this face.
Rong Yu turned around and said, "Take it away."