Whether they are prisoners or guards, they are all just passersby in this world, leaving behind only the history and legends of this prison.
Today, Li Xiaosheng finally greeted the day he regained his freedom.
In the dim light of the early morning, Li Xiaosheng stood at the prison entrance, waiting for that door to open and release his freedom.
He was not wearing the brand-new release clothes people might imagine, but the old prison uniform he had already been wearing inside.
On his feet were a pair of worn cloth shoes, the surface covered with marks of wear and tear, as if narrating the hardships and endurance of his past few years.
Yet, his gaze remained as sharp as a knife, filled with expectations and confidence for the future.
The scenery around the prison brought back memories of his past days.
The walls surrounding it towered into the clouds, seemingly a heavy burden oppressing him.
However, he did not submit to it; instead, it strengthened his convictions even more.