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"We've arrived," announced Xuan Mu, "Why don't you stay in the car? It's dangerous inside." When he saw his pouting Bing Shi, his heart melted, "Come with me."

Bing Shi's eyes brightened. With a grin, she opened the door of a car, ran around to open his door, and offered her hand.

He ignored his heartbeat and accepted her hand with a firm grip, "Bing Shi, I should be the one to open the door for you."

"Bla, bla, bla, bla~," Bing Shi pulled Xuan Mu out with the little strength she had and interlocked their fingers, "A date in a prison? Sounds fun!"

*Thumb*

〖Why is she so cute, so mmmm... Bing Shi... 〗

Two officials greeted both of them, "Good evening." After the security check, they assigned them four guards.

Prisons have changed over the years; age-old iron bars were exchanged for solid walls and doors with a little see-through glass window. Inmates coughing, swearing, guards yelling, toilet flushing resonated throughout the whole prison.

All the sounds disappeared after the mechanics door slid shut. Bing Shi and Xuan Mu appeared in the hallway with soundproofed solitary cells. Each cell deprived inmates of all the meaningful human contact.

Their footsteps echoed along the walkways. In front of one cell, a guard stood straight like a statue. When he noticed their entrance, he bowed down respectfully and opened the door of the cell.

A small, dimly lit cell, around 8 square meters with furniture fastened to the wall and floor. On a single bed sat a man who was staring at the ceiling. As if noticing her arrival, he turned his head and looked straight at Bing Shi. His view was immediately obstructed by a tall young man in all black, hiding her whole body except her hand, which was still held by his.

"Bing Shi?" Han Song shouted aggressively, "Who is he?! Why is he holding your hand!?!"

Bing Shi showed up behind Xuan Mu with a grin, "Didn't I say I have a boyfriend?"

"You can't have a boyfriend. Don't lie! Bing Shi, come here, don't be near him. He will taint you!" Full of craziness, he charged towards Xuan Mu with his fist raised, "You fūcker, let go of her!"

Before he could reach Xuan Mu, his breath stopped for a second. He was flung into the air by one of Xuan Mu's kick. From the impact, his lungs stopped working properly.

Bing Shi's body flinched, "Oh, my god! I'm going out to accompany officials and guards." She couldn't move, her hand was hurting from Xuan Mu's tight grip. Tiptoeing, she whispered to his ear, "Try not to kill him. Love you~." She took this chance and swiftly ran outside, not forgetting to close the door after herself. "Huh?" She looked at the guards who all looked at her with questioning looks, grinning at them weakly, "Um, do men always use fists to resolve their problems?"

"That's a sure thing, especially when it comes to our family," one of the officials spoke.

░~Violence is useful as a form of protection.░

"Oh, I see. What about other inmates? What did they do to end up here?" Bing Shi asked curiously.

"About that cell..." They started to chat with each other, forgetting that they were not on a school trip but in prison.

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Han Song stood up and faced Xuan Mu, "Her boyfriend? Did you sleep with h..."

Xuan Mu took hold of Han Song's shoulder and kneed him in the stomach, stopping him from continuing.

Han Song held in a groan and threw a low kick towards Xuan Mu's shin. Xuan Mu evaded and quickly counterattacked with a fast kick towards his abdomen. Losing his balance, he staggered back towards the wall. A hand took hold of his shirt; a powerful punch was thrown to his stomach.

"She said she has a boyfriend; you should always listen to her," Xuan Mu said silently next to his ear.

Then, like a rainfall, painful punches landed on Han Song without a stop. His internal organs couldn't hold it in anymore — the hand which held him till now, loosened. Falling on the floor, a bloody cough came out of the mouth.

Xuan Mu stood silently above him, taking out a phone, he crouched down and showed it before Han Song's face. "Unlock it," he commanded.

"M-My phone. Give it back!" Despite the pain, Han Song crawled towards Xuan Mu, trying to grab it. Xuan Mu took hold of his hand and unlocked the phone with a fingertip sensor.

"You can't look! It's mine! Wait until I get out of here, you don't know who you are playing wi..." Han Song's head spun; being punched in the face, an immeasurable pain came from his jawline, falling right next to Xuan Mu's feet, his consciousness was still intact.

"It's so hard to hold back," Xuan Mu frowned. Shaking his bruised hand, he sat down on the bed, going through the phone, "No, you didn't." With the base of his shoe, he put pressure on Han Song's skull that was incapable of speaking.

Bing Shi during the lecture from behind.

Bing Shi during the lecture from the side.

Bing Shi during the lecture from the front.

Bing Shi waiting for the bus.

Bing Shi walking out of the grocery shop.

Bing Shi going out of her apartment.

The pressure on Han Songs's head kept on increasing, his growls and groans could be heard throughout the whole cell.

Bing Shi in the kitchen cooking.

Bing Shi in her bedroom.

〖No.〗

〖Stop scrolling.〗

〖No.〗

〖Don't watch.〗

〖No.〗

Xuan Mu deleted thousands of her photos which were collected over the years, leaving behind folders that contained pictures of other girls as evidence. The pressure on the unconscious Han Song loosened. He stood up and walked out of the room, "Call a doctor. I'm not done with him."

"Xuan Mu, come here," Bing Shi stopped him gently as she looked at her numb boyfriend. Xuan Mu walked towards her at a slow pace. When he stood before her, she spoke to him with a light, monotonous voice, "Open your hands; we need to clean them." Unfolding his hands, she used wet tissues, applied disinfection, and massaged her apple and cinnamon hand cream to his hands. Interlocking their fingers, She turned towards the guards and the officials with a smile, "I think it's enough for today. My Xuan Mu didn't sleep for a few days. He needs to take a rest. Can you accompany us to our car?"

"Of course." Full of enthusiasm, they took the lead, while two guards stayed back to carry the unconscious Han Song to the infirmary. On the way back, the atmosphere wasn't as stiff as they first came in. Such a caring girlfriend, they thought. Their guard around Bing Shi was lowered; they told her secrets which shouldn't be told.

"Stop talking to her," Xuan Mu ordered them in annoyance, making them flinch.

They looked at Bing Shi for help.

"Don't listen to him; he is sleep-deprived," Bing Shi smiled reassuringly, making them relax.

The whole way back, Xuan Mu was silently looking at their interlocked fingers absentmindedly.