Andrew Louis ate a little, then took a nap.Time seemed to stand still, in this cell of the Black Prison, there was only a sleeping boy, his face as peaceful as a wooden bars on the window, like the most ordinary teenager in the world, waiting for a beautiful girl to enter his dream.But this place was Black Prison, a place where there was no love, he could only sleep here, making friends with four walls that had peeled off most of the lime.The believing man, predestined to be lonely, when he chooses to become a soldier, for the freedom of this world, he is also destined to lose his freedom, becoming a lonely criminal.For now, he had a hope, the Second World was like a window, he could fly away from the window, fly towards tomorrow filled with sunshine and the smell of flowers.When Andrew Louis woke up, it was late at night, four sides a piece of darkness, the other cells had all turned off the lights to go to bed, the whole Black Prison was a quiet piece.Andrew Louis got out of b
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