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Chapter 304

"you're awake!"

Zhang Cheng asked the question.

At this moment, Qin Biao's tears fell from his eyes like beads from a broken string.

This is enough to prove how deeply the song "Tears Behind Bars" resonates with listeners.

It lasted a full half hour.

Qin Biao cried until his tears dried up.

This happened after Qin Biao's wife passed away.

This was the first time Zhang Cheng had witnessed Qin Biao's genuine emotions.

This made Zhang Cheng feel that Qin Biao was more like a real person now.

Previously, it was nothing more than a mindless walking corpse.

After Qin Biao finished crying, he turned to Zhang Cheng and said weakly:

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry for causing you trouble these past few days."

Zhang Cheng sighed.

"It's no trouble at all. I'm just glad you're alright."

Zhang Cheng sincerely comforted him, while Qin Biao continued:

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, from today onwards, I am willing to obey all arrangements made for me by the organization!"

"Although my loved one has passed away, I still have my elderly mother at home waiting for me to take care of her."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

A look of disbelief.

"Is what you just said true?"

Zhang Cheng asked in disbelief.

Qin Biao and his wife had a very good relationship, but because he was short of money, he couldn't afford the surgery, so he always blamed himself for his wife's death.

In an effort to divert Qin Biao's attention, they had spoken with him more than once before.

Most of the topics were related to Qin Biao's elderly mother.

"Brother Zhang, it's true, this song 'Tears Behind Bars' is very accurate."

I don't want only regret and hatred.

I want to turn over a new leaf and start anew.

For Xiaoru, for my elderly mother.

More importantly, for myself.

only……"

Qin Biao said somewhat embarrassedly

"Brother Zhang, I have a condition, you must agree to it."

"Go ahead."

Zhang Cheng nodded and patted his chest in assurance.

As a prisoner, all he wanted were a few things: cigarettes, a lighter, and the opportunity to visit relatives.

He can apply for all of these from the organization.

Moreover, there's a high probability they'll pass.

"It's that song you just played..."

"Could you play it again?"

"what!"

Zhang Cheng was taken aback.

I didn't react in time.

After Qin Biao repeated it again, Zhang Cheng finally came to his senses and nodded hurriedly.

"Of course."

However, as they listened, they realized something was very wrong.

The song wasn't even finished!

"Damn it, let me see which streamer is this. How can they be so clueless?"

Zhang Cheng complained.

This prison song is infuriating to listen to.

I didn't intend to commit a crime, but after listening to half of it, I got so angry that I wanted to hit someone, and ended up committing a crime myself.

Startled, Qin Biao quickly tried to calm him down, saying, "Brother Zhang, calm down, calm down. I'm perfectly fine in my single room."

Zhang Cheng suppressed his resentment.

He patiently sang Qin Biao's tears behind bars several more times.

However, Zhang Cheng took advantage of the extra time spent playing "Tears Behind Bars".

I also took a closer look at Qin Biao.

It was discovered that Qin Biao was indeed as he had just stated.

I wasn't deceiving myself.

Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

I've decided to report the changes that happened tonight to my superiors first thing tomorrow morning.

Perhaps, it's not entirely impossible that this song, "Tears Behind Bars," can truly give prisoners renewed hope!

Cases like Qin Biao's are not uncommon in prisons across the country.

A prison in a certain place.

After dinner.

Looking at the lifeless crowd lined up.

"Recently, I feel that people's enthusiasm for life is getting lower and lower."

The warden sighed.

The purpose of prisons is not simply to punish criminals.

The focus is more on reforming and educating prisoners.

But now, most prisoners have no hope for anything other than working every day.

It's like a wound-up machine.

Such people, once they enter society...

It will most likely be eliminated.

however.

Once you fall behind the pace of society.

They will be abandoned.

It's like a ticking time bomb.

"Sigh, the root of the problem is that there is no hope, and people are numb."

The section chief in charge of prison cultural life remarked with emotion.

"It would be great if there was a song that they could empathize with."

The warden asked, puzzled, "A song?"